pet names
[ID: Black and white comic of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. Vash overhears a conversation from a nearby table at the restaurant they're seated at, the unnamed character saying, "Honey, can you pass me that?" Their partner says, "Sure thing, angel." The unnamed character begins again, "Say, did you hear the news from earlier?" In response, "Haven't got the chance. Tell me about it?" Vash smiles fondly, listening in as the conversation continues, "You'd never guess, babe! The runner--" Abruptly, the conversation is cut in by a "Needle nogging", Vash's expression changing instantly and no longer smiling. The panel cuts to Wolfwood who smiles lop-sidedly, pointing at Vash's plate and says, "If you're not going to eat that. I'll take it." Vash grabs the plate and holds it away and says, "Mine" while Wolfwood clicks his tongue. He pauses for a moment before asking slowly, "Hey, is there any reason you don't use cute names with me?" Wolfwood lifts a cup of water up to his lips, looking confused. He says, "I do though." Vash cuts in, "Spikey and needle nogging aren't cute!"
Vash continues with a shy expression, "Since we're together now..." he trails off and Wolfwood picks up, taking a sip of water as he says thoughtfully, "Together, huh..." Vash pauses in his sentence with a look of confusion before reaffirming, "We are together, right?" Wolfwood nods, "Right." Vash says, "Right", before continuing, his shy expression returning, "Then you can use stuff like... honey or-" Wolfwood cuts in this time and says casually, "You're not a honey though." A panel cuts of Vash's expression changing again, shocked. He asks, "Huh? Then who is?" Wolfwood says immediately, "Milly." Vash exclaims, "Milly?!" Wolfwood continues, "She's sweet, just like honey." A bubble pops up of Milly smiling as Wolfwood speaks. Vash continues, "Okay, true... What about sweetpea?" Wolfwood responds, "Kids. Kids are sweetpea. And pumpkin too." Vash continues, "Okay... What about baby?" Wolfwood says without hesitation, "Meryl." Vash exclaims again, "Meryl?!" Wolfwood explains," Noisy, like a baby." Vash mutters, "Hey, that's a bit mean..."
Vash continues persistently, "Then what about babe?" Wolfwood shrugs with a grin, "You are not a babe." Vash looks at him, slightly frustrated before exclaiming with flushed cheeks, "Then what am I?!" Wolfwood points at his hair and smiles softly, "I told you. You're the one and only needle nogging." A panel closes in on Vash's widen eyes, cheeks still red, pausing before he ultimately resigns, planting his face into the palms of his hands and muttering, "I give up..." At the same time, Wolfwood sneaks and grabs the plate of food that Vash left unattended, saying in response, "You get up cuaght up about the dumbest things, y'know that?"
The comic then picks up again to a jump in time, after they've left the restaurant. Wolfwood muses to Vash, "You said all that about the names earlier, but I don't hear ya using them for me." Vash looks to him excitably and asks, "Did you want me to?" Wolfwood looks at him with an uncertain expression, "Not really, but I guess I am curious..." Vash beams, "Then let's try some, okay... dear?" He fingerguns Wolfwood with a grin, little hearts surrounding him. Wolfwood just looks at him neutrally and says, "Okay," while thinking to himself, "Cute..." Vash exclaims, "So unenthusiastic!"
The next comic picks up at a different time, but on the same theme of pet names. Vash hugs Wolfwood and says to him, "Thank you, my love." A panel close up of Vash steadily opening his eyes before he sees Wolfwood's reaction up close, his eyes glancing away, cheeks flushed, and the smoke out of his cig forming soft hearts as he mutters, "Sure..." In a smaller, cartoonish style, Vash has a comedically exaggerated expression of shock and widened eyes as he grips Wolfwood by the shoulders while Wolfwood still wears a shy expression. He then nudges his head to the side of Wolfwood's with a close eyed happy smile, hugging him close and says, "So, there WAS one you liked!" Wolfwood, still looking away, but now with an irritated and embarrassed expression, grumbles, "Shut up..."
The final image is a short sequence. Wolfwood is working on something, spacing out as he does, while Vash from off screen calls for him, starting with "Babeeee? Babe? Beautiful? Honey? My love?" All of which gets no reaction from Wolfwood. Vash pauses for a moment before piping up again, "wolfwood?" Wolfwood turns around, finally noticing that Vash was calling for him and asks, "What?" A box at the bottom of the page says, "Unresponsive to anything other than his names." END ID]
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about pissed myself because i was on my phone and a stinkbug mustve crawled from the windowsill to the couch to my noggin and was crawling over the lens of my glasses 😬 i cant move too good rn so i like flung my glasses and then gently patted around me and my blanket bc i didnt know what its was at first. once i was okay to get up i looked and by my glasses was a little guy just like 😨 scuttling away and i wasnt gonna let him go then i remembered that 1. bugs are important and stinkbugs are in fact, a small animal with only the crime of being small and surprising and 2. i dont wanna kill bugs anymore, especially with how easy it is to hold one safely (depending on the type, which he was) like you just hold them by the sides gently but firm enough to not let him slip out. so out the window (placed on the outer windowsill) he went. what a day 🙄
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"My twin never does anything like that," Leo boasts, arm around a dozing Donnie's shoulders.
"Your twin bit me this morning," Leonardo reminds him, jabbing at Tello with the handle end of a broom. They try to bite it but he yanks it back just in time. "Would you work with me, here?"
Tello hisses at him, the long, drawn-out sound that usually indicates they're about to do something violent.
Good thing he has a broom. He twists it around and bops Tello in the face with the sweeping end, leaving an imprint of dust across the top of their head. They splutter and cough so much that they dislodge from the ceiling and drop straight down to the floor. He's not worried by that, not when he's seen them walk off much worse falls, but he does mind when Tello immediately rolls over to sink their fangs into his ankle.
"I hate you so much," he says, sounding tired even to himself.
From his left, he hears a snicker and a camera shutter. He thinks he hates Leo too.
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wrote a whole essay but im not sixteen anymore so ill just say 1. fuck you if you think you can judge closeted queers 2. the closet is made up by cishets and a not a choice but a consequence of queerphobia 3. coming out is also a concept made up by cishets who can’t mind their biz and assume they’re the default. i never had to come out to queer people lol 4. it’s never safe to be openly queer. no not anywhere. no don’t even think of bringing up gay marriage. no, as annoying as they can be, not even for privileged white cis gays. 5. please go outside and have some compassion
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