#trigun stamped

[thank-heaven-you-asked]

I don't know about anyone else, but I need some shots from the four seconds where Vash isn't wearing his glasses or shoulder guard.

[notaplaceofhonour]

they downgraded his bounty from $$60 Billion to $$6 Million 😭😭😭

[wool-string]

[omeletttte]

TRIGUN STAMPEDE EPISODE 4 SPOILERS MAYBE????

IS WOLFWOOD 14 IN THE SHOW????? IS THAT WHY HE'S SUCKING ON THAT LOLLIPOP???? INSTEAD OF HIS CIGARETTE????

WILL THERE BE A TIMESKIP????

CAUSE HE HAS HIS CIG HERE???????

Stampede, I have no idea where you're going with this but I'm in love with not knowing shit about what's in store

[just-a-little-hater]

posting it here because from all fandoms I'm in it seems to be worst here and it makes me mad

YOU NEED TO REBLOG ART!!!

and that does include fanfictions as well as drawings, and not just the absolutely awesome ones that could be displayed in a museum, reblog as much as you can, reblog the fanart with somewhat off anatomy but still caught your eye, reblog the one shot that is perhaps slightly ooc, reblog the sketches and works that are currently being released.

I don't know if most of you are new here but I am sure you have heard this many times already so plese reblog art. Just after quick glance at most popular artworks that often have over 1500 or even 2000 notes most of them don't have much over 500 reblogs and that is an absolutely horrible ratio. You might think that liking it works because yes you do show you like the artwork but that is it that is where it ends and I can tell you as an artist myself that has been posting way less lately for the same reason that it is very disheartening to see few people like it and not reblog it so the reach stays very small and I do not want other small artist to feel this heartbroken as well and loose their passion for creation. So if you don't want to see this fandom dying out again and other fandoms doing so as well reblog art and I know it is annoying to see people guilt tripping you into sharing and what not on instagram and other websites as well but rebloging is how tumblr simply works and has always worked and you need to respect that.

and if you feel attacked by this, good

[ruporas]

kiss (ID in alt text)

[cranity]

A new legend was carved into the planet’s history

[tomatoart]

Do you think this guy will be eaten one day idk

[lemongogo]

sketch pile w these two losers (affectionate)

[crimson-nail]

GIVE ME CONTROL OF S2 DONT BE SHY I DONT BITE PUT YOUR FINGERS IN MY ENCLOSURE I DONT BITE

[daftpatience]

warming up for inking usually sucks but wolfwood titties soft and warm

[petite-sami]

⭐🏖️ $10-20 USD Sketches!! ⭐🏖️

Got some SUPER sale sketches available because I need to pay bills. Whether or not you get one can we please share this around? Word of mouth travels far. Thank you so much!

☀️ Summer Sketch Form! here (or just DM me)

[commander-goo]

DAMN GIRL YOU SURE ARE LIMBS

[hikennosabo]

trimax vol 7 baby knives collection

my original plan for this post was to collect EVERY image of knives i liked from volume 7, but there are Too Many. so this post is the equivalent of me opening my wallet and a bunch of pictures of my son folding out of it.

he's such an adorable kid!! i sure hope nothing horrifically traumatic happened to him and his little brother in between any of these scenes :)

[shmothman]

Uncanny Vash rambling… (drabble, 405 words)

Vash keeps anything inhuman about himself buried deep inside. His long coat and layers obscure proportions that aren’t quite right, his hands always moving, flourishing—trick shots to distract from the things that separate him from humanity. His grin is practiced like the rest of him, showing off just the right amount of teeth and nothing more; not too wide, not too sharp. The alternative—being seen for what he is—is too dangerous, both to him and, more importantly, to the people he comes in contact with.

But… with time, and with trust, every part of Vash’s mask begins to slip. It’s the little things, first: there’s no way to hide the differences in his body when he’s bleeding out on the mattress of an inn, careful hands digging bullets out of his side; no way to hide the peek of sharp teeth when he smiles for real. His laugher is more resonant, almost grating or ringing—slightly metallic as it claws its way out of his chest. And when the truth comes out—when he interacts with the plants, and those feathery appendages make themselves known—he fears. Fears that this is it. Fears that he’ll have to be alone once more. (And shouldn’t he be hoping for that? Isn’t that safer for everyone?)

That isn’t what happens. And now that it isn’t a secret, everything becomes so much harder to hide. It’s been so long since he acted like himself, so long since Rem smiled at the way he glowed in the darkness of the ship’s bay, where all those people slept, oblivious to the misfortune about to befall the human race. So long since the first time anyone called him monster. It’s like coaxing a wounded animal out of its den; Vash has never felt safe, on this planet, but pretending is certainly safer than not. Still, he can’t deny the relief of being able to let out a clicking chitter when he’s pleased, of rolling and popping his joints in ways that would make a human cringe—of holding someone close and letting the rumbling of his chest do the talking. It’s far too easy to become comfortable in this.

The rational part of his mind reminds him that this is fleeting, that he’d better not get used to this oasis in the desert. There’s so little he allows himself, but this he can’t deny.

For now, at least.

He reasons that he’s always been rather selfish.

[a-bit-of-owlish-fun]

Slowly feeling more confident with my carving. I have some larger pieces of rubber on the way, and I think when they arrive I'll be ready to take another crack at one of @shelternmberone 's gorgeous Vash designs :D

Work has been busy lately, so missed out on practicing my carving the last couple of weeks, but I've taken an extra day off this week to recoup and will be doing another stamp tomorrow I think :3

Feedback and advice always welcome!