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[eternalmayfly]

First Encounter

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Characters: Millions Knives & OC Pairing: N/A Word Count: ~1k CW: Mentions of dehydration, death and starvation. Summary: On Gunsmoke, most people won't find a second chance at survival. Human's do not belong in this dirty desert. Yet another chance is given to a woman looking for a better life. Is survival worth making deals with the devil? Taglist (ask to be added/removed): @millionmix, @ascend-to-the-clouds, @fruitsoxs, @stardust-electric Ok to RB 💕 Questions/Comments accepted.

A lone drop of water dripped onto her tongue. It was enough to temporarily relieve the ache her dry mouth left her with. That was the last of it. No amount of harsh shaking of the canteen brought more.

With a huff, she tossed it to the side, frustrated with the lack of water. She had originally packed more than enough to last her for the trip, but she hadn't counted on being separated from the caravan.

Life was survival of the fittest. This planet wasn’t meant for us, and every human knew that. There was no room to be afraid of the unknown, as the unknown might be your only key to survival. When the opportunity to double her income arose, she took it. Sure, she made enough money to survive, but she wanted to do more than survive.

She wanted to live.

Despite all the hesitation, she joined the caravan heading to Augusta. It had been hard to say goodbye to her family, yet the exhilaration of a second chance allowed her to move forward. It had all been going well. Despite the long track, they were well on their way. Yet no one had anticipated being attacked by a rogue group of bandits.

Fearing the repercussions of staying, she quickly fled the scene as the bandits tore apart the caravan with ease. Not once had she glanced back to see if anyone had made it out alive. Not that she would be of help. She was in no condition to fight. Small and scrawny, most people could easily pick her up and toss her like a toy. Running was always the best solution.

Now she was tired. All she had done was run for hours, draining her canteen of its supply. Her back slumped against a rock, her body sliding down to rest on the sandy floor of this planet’s endless desert. The sight had become nothing short of an eyesore. A bubble of anxiety boiled in her stomach. She hadn’t a clue where the nearest town was, nor had she seen another person during her escape.

Perhaps if she collected herself for a moment, she could continue on. It would be better to die trying than to not try at all.

"You look…parched." 

The sudden voice had her pulling her blade from its holster, aiming it towards the source of the voice. A sullen man towered over her. All she could see was one blue eye and a few locks of light blonde hair. The rest was covered by a rather simple-looking, brown, and tattered cloak. Arm extended towards her, a canteen within the clutch of his hands. Despite the kind gesture, that eye had a piercing gaze, one that could easily strike fear in one’s heart. But in this world of survival of the fittest, who was she to turn away from someone who was offering her help? Desperate hands snatched the canteen, teeth popping off the lid in a rapid motion. She downed the contents so quickly that a small portion spilled down the front of her.

A satisfied sigh leaves her as she finally lowers the drink, feeling much of her energy restored. She glanced up to thank the stranger, but he raised his hand to her, motioning for her to silence herself.

"It was not out of kindness that I chose to aid you." His words were sharp like a razor blade, leaving the woman stunned. "Your time hasn’t come yet. It would be a shame for you to perish before you could reach your full potential."

It took her a moment to gather her thoughts. Her fingers anxiously drummed on her thigh as questions began to pop up in her mind. "I'm…sorry, who are you?"

"You know him, don't you?" He spoke, glossing over her question entirely.

"Him? Who are you talking–"

"The Humanoid Typhoon. Vash. You have done work for him, yes? Do not lie to me, human. I will know if you're being dishonest." The words left the man's mouth like venom. What did he want with Vash?

She momentarily stumbled over her words, before her brain caught up with her mouth. "I only know him on a professional level. I've repaired his weapon a few times and–" 

Two strong hands ripped her from her sitting position, slamming her against the rock with force. Those eyes never changed; they were so cold and calculated.

"How? How could a human repair such an intricate piece of technology? You aren't worthy to hold it, let alone fix it." He hissed, eyes narrowing.

"I- It's not much different from a normal gun! I only made minimal repairs to its basic parts! That's all." She wasn't entirely sure why she was defending her actions. What was so wrong with repairing a pistol?

His eyes scanned her for signs of lying. He looked dismayed that he couldn't find a reason to rip her apart right there. A loud grunt left her when she felt a pistol being slammed against her stomach. Its condition was horrible. It suffered severe cosmetic damage, and it was clear it was on its last leg.

"Fix it."

"What…? I'm not going to fix a gun for free–"

"Fix it, or I'll leave you here to suffer a painful death from starvation."

Their eyes met. They shared a moment of silence. When his eyes remained unchanging, she knew he was serious. This was yet another chance to keep going, and refusing was an idiot's choice.

"...Fine, but I do not have my tools with me."

He released his grip on the woman, allowing her to stand on her own two feet. He quickly spun on his heels, turning away and walking as he spoke. "No matter. Come with me. I shall supply you with all necessary equipment."

The way he spoke so casually made her skin crawl, but her feet moved ahead, trailing behind him.

"Are you at least going to tell me your name?" She huffs in distaste.

A prickly chuckle escapes him as he glances over his shoulder to address her.

"You'll learn in due time, Seven."

"How do you know my name…?"

[zoupkat]

kniveskat images I made

tw: canonxoc :3

feat.98-23sona!!

[novasintheroom]

Vash has a secret: he’s always wanted to feed his future significant other.

Nothing weird, just – whenever he sees couples out and about, some of them will offer the other food, and he’ll watch, longingly, as they take a bite out of the person’s offered treat. No Man’s Land is tough, and people are tougher about sharing resources. He sees this act of sharing a bite to eat from one’s own plate as a way to look past selfish need and into true love.

He’s hesitant to try it with you, though, when you first start dating. You’ve made it clear you’re incredibly independent. Would you take an offering of eating off his fork as insulting? Gross? He swears he brushes his teeth…

Finally, he gets the gump to try it. One day while you’re walking through town and chatting, he just…shoves his donut in your face. Your nose boops into it, and you look up at him incredulously. “What?”

“Do you want a bite?”

You blink, a small, “Uh, sure,” coming out as you hold his hand steady and take a bite of the pastry. You let out a pleased hum, letting go and nodding up at him. “It’s good! I’ll have to get that next time.”

What you don’t know is a blush is creeping up his neck and into his hairline. That was…so cute. So…intimate? It went so much better than he thought it would. You continue your walk, Vash with a little skip in his step.

Now, he offers food whenever he can. Sometimes you turn him down, saying you’re too full or aren’t hungry, but most of the time you humor him into taking a bite. You aren’t fully aware of what this does to him, how it makes him feel, but he’s always so much happier after you do it that it’s hard to say no.

And when you finally offer something to him? He takes it as a sign that you’re both finally and fully in love. He takes your fork steady, making sure to savor the bite of burrito you had offered. Does it taste better coming off your plate? Absolutely. It tastes like love to him.

[creepygnomeking]

"Fallen"

[glowry000]

The things i would do for these two idiots…

Anyway I love being an artist🥰

[ogatas-beloved]

Happy 2nd anniversary to my beautiful wife. I made another redraw of our first art to celebrate. Woof, my darling, I love you so so much. You'll always be so special and important to me and I'll keep you snug and safe in my heart forever ♥️

I could never have predicted how important Woof would become to me and even if I don't talk about her as much as I used to, rest assured they're still very very important to me and I'm so glad to have found him.

I had originally planned more, but I didn't have time bc I started a new job :( it's going well though, I'm just disappointed I couldn't draw more for Woof

Previous versions can be found under the cut

(Molly - it/its, Wolfwood - any)

2024 and 2023 versions

[hoshikokitumbles]

Hoshikoki’s F/o’s 💝💌

Just a bit of fun, lol. 🥰🖤

Ocs for my blorbos:

– Yuki Saika (For Yami Bakura or Yami Marik)

– Koki Ichiho (For Seto Kaiba)

– Kiyoshi Megumi (For Gaara)

– Chiaki Fusae (For Madara)

– Kagome Yama (For Shikamaru)

– Chisisi (For Beerus)

– Delphine Howards (For Karl L. Schubaltz)

– Alannah ‘Black Widow’ (For Knives)

– Kagura Yui (For Hiei or Youko Kurama)

– Ashayet (For Thief King Bakura, Atem or Priest Seto)

– Yūko Torii (For Kakashi Hatake)

I have not made an oc for James or Whis, but I definitely see one on the horizon, lol. 😁

** I don’t mind my Ocs and their love interests being shipped together! I also don’t mind if anyone wants to message and talk about our f/o’s!

If anyone makes content for my ships, please just give me credit for my oc and let me know if you post something! :)

My Oc Pinterest. ❣️ Feel free to browse at your leisure! (Some are more complete than others!)

[friiskyun]

two of them?!

[ghouly-drool]

bonus vash drawing

[quincydoesart]

Trisona refs cus the brainworms

[buried-l0cket]

Drew my roommate and her freak bf for her birthday 💖

[fantauno]

Oc post. My small collection of self-insert ish guys

[zoupkat]

me when when the art is not arting

ART/DOODLE DUMP TIME RAHH

tiny stupid comic I made when I was eepy (sorry for bad handwritign)

zoupkat and wolfwood are besties because I said so

the reasons why most of them like shit is because they were rushed or for funzies so sorry🙁

a little kniveskat thing I made recently ^^

(knives canonically doesn’t understand this feeling he’s this is lore/tiny spoilers in a scene to my silly stupid fanfic I’m gonna make on wattpad and ao3)

[novasintheroom]

Vash falls asleep where and when he can. He's on the run a lot, and often in uncomfortable situations, so when he's relatively safe, he goes into Power Mode™ and shuts down

You think he falls asleep around you so much because you're boring. It's actually the opposite. Vash loves being awake around you, but he feels so safe with you that he just...falls asleep lmao. It's something he finds so rarely, a person he can completely trust with his person in such a vulnerable state, despite his inherent trust in people.

[creepygnomeking]

I just wanna keep dRAWING THEM

[glowry000]

To that one person who wanna know more about my oc’s story, I hear you. You are seen and heard. But I’m shit at telling stories HAHA.

I’m working on something to explain more of his backstory but for now YALL are only getting silly doodles during the timestamp that he’s okay and happy:)