#trigun stampede legato

[cronchbun]

A ko-fi comm of Legato from the fic "Blue summer's sonata"

[tristamp1stufz]

LEGATO’S CONXEPT ART IN MY STYLE

[greebgrub]

no human is worthy, but damn did legato try

[beanibon]

Mer!Legato x Reader Headcanons

!!These are NSFW Hcs, so minors and ageless blogs please DNI!!

Prompt: reader rescues a rather prickly mermaid, antisocial and gluttonous. Reader is an astrologist, and spends most of their time outside or swimming in their Saltwater pool. Runs a rehabilitation centre for marine life.

TW: smut, interspecies sex, female anatomy, rough sex, oral (f!receiving), tail riding (think thigh riding but with a tail), exhibitionism/voyeurism, masturbation, choking, belly bulging, breeding kink, breath play, overstimulation, impregnation.

You ran a rehabilitation centre for marine life, rescuing aquatic creatures of all varieties. Yet you had never expected the sight before you, shocked at the tangled mermaid screeching in its restraints.

From there on started a rather long, exhausting journey of recovery for the creature of myth, one you didn't have the facility for. You searched each of your works' tanks, none compatible for holding your delightful guest. So, guess what the head of board ultimately decided: take him home.

And that was how you got stuck with an overly stand-offish mermaid, now overprotective of the small lake pool he deemed his territory. Still tangled in the fishing net, as no one was capable of approaching without clawed nails swiping at them, not even anesthesia worked.

The greatest disappointment was not being able to relax in saltwater pool you had installed, watching from an outdoor bench as Legato glared at you from the water's surface. He was unable to swim properly, the sharp hooks of the fishing net causing too much pain if caught in something; opting to accept the fate of living with the rope rubbing against his scales.

One particular morning marked a great accomplishment for your relationship with the prickly mermaid, rushing out at the sound of panicked screeches. It seemed he had gotten caught on one of the thick forests of water lilies, the hooks of the net digging into his gills, skin and one dangerously against his throat. With lack of better judgement, you rushed to aid the creature, resulting in a nasty injury.

Legato had understandably lashed out, claws slashing your fragile skin as blood beaded against your flesh rapidly. He had expected you to retreat, abandon him in his current predicament; alas you had proven him wrong. You disregarded the bleeding limb, ignoring how he screeched at the hand on his throat. Sharp teeth sunk into your forearm, a scream erupting from yourself as you pulled away, hook in hand as you clutched your bleeding arm.

The vicious mermaid, fangs bared in defense finally felt the relief of the absent hook, chirps of confusion as his hand ran along the vulnerable section of skin. He flashed you a suspicious glare, noticing the hook between your fingers, and the tears from the aftershock of his aggression.

You avoided him for a while, mostly unhappy about the hospital bill you received from your care of the wounds. You kept your distance, space something you thought the mermaid needed. Yet Legato didn't seem all that pleased he wasn't receiving attention, tail slapping the water with quiet disgruntled irritation.

Over the week, the pouting mermaid grew more agitated towards your cold shoulder towards him. It got the point that Legato crawled out of the water, pulling himself towards your relaxed form on a pool lounge. The sight of the mermaid startled you, not at all expecting the creature to exit the water. He had you pinned, towered over your quivering form as he glared down at you.

You expected him to attack you, aware of his overly aggressive behaviour. Except he didn't. Legato pulled his body to the side, demanding chirps directed towards you. It took a while until you understood his agitated chirps, hands gripping the remaining fishing net, slowly untangling it.

The relief was evident in the way Legato sighed, head rested upon his arms as you tugged the net loose, freeing the mermaid entirely. He looked at you through his dried hair, eyes squinted as he let out a drawled noise. Evidently, you had no idea what he was saying, which didn't up end needing clarification as Legato disappeared back into the water.

After that day, Legato had been more willing towards your presence. You even learned he was quite the glutton, screaming as he lunged towards the feeding bucket, the first time he accepted food you'd brought. He'd snatch the food, quite literally inhaling the food, staring at you expectantly like he wanted more. When you denied him, he grew bitter, throwing a silent temper tantrum.

You'd studied astrology for years, and after weeks of housing the distant mermaid you decided to try and figure out his zodiac sign. You concluded he was Scorpio, excitedly explaining this to him. Legato didn't appreciate the tangent, mostly because he didn't understand a word you were saying, swimming off mid-conversation.

You lived pretty distant from anyone, spending most nights outside under the starry sky. And at times that lead to some pretty risky nights of self-indulgence. Sometimes you'd forget about the mermaid's existence, one-night in particular, laying on a cushioned pool lounge as your fingers graced along your clothed cunt. Your bikini bottom was easily moved to the side, fingers gathering your slick before pumping in and out of your pussy.

Eyes watched the scene, Legato letting out prolonged chatter. The sight had him wiggling his hips, the water disturbed at the movement, instantly gaining your attention. As expected, you slapped your legs closed, face bright red as the mermaid pouted at your actions.

He pulled himself out of the water, laid on his stomach and 'innocently' beckoned you over. You shyly approached, skeptical of the creature's intentions as he gripped your waist, webbed hands cold as he clawed off your bikini bottoms. Legato hoisted him up, freakishly long tongue dragging along your wet folds, the taste dancing along his tastebuds. A pleased chirp left him, diving hungrily forward, mouth attacking your pussy with hungry sucks, licks and nibbles. You struggled to stay standing, collapsing a few times onto Legato's unexpected face, he growled at those instances.

It grew more frustrating at your regular falters, his neck starting to ache as your legs buckled once more, hands clawing as his scalp. Legato pulled away, angry hisses sounded as he flopped onto his back, dragging you down on top of his tail. You were aided with grinding your hips along his rough tail, cunt dragging your juices along the slit that housed his inhuman cock, unknown by you.

Your grinding was relentless, chasing your high as your voice sang sweetly as that ball began twisting in your gut, growing at each pull towards him. As your release came crashing over yourself, voice crying out loudly as your orgasm crashed over you. Those slick juices pooled over the slit shielding his cock, a sly smirk tugged at his lips.

A shuddered cry echoed around the pool's edge, your legs quivered violently as his cock slipped snuggly inside those warm walls, filling you until it pressed painfully against your cervix. Legato flipped you over, once again pinning you down on the gravelly mud by the water's edge, only you didn't stay there. You were dragged into the salty water, still impaled on the foreign cock of the mermaid that pulled you deeper into the water.

From your position, you struggled to keep your head above water, spluttering and begging the usually defiant mermaid to hold you up. He didn't, in fact Legato did the exact opposite. Hand gripped your throat, shoving you below the surface, hips thrusting into your cunt at a ruthless pace.

As the suffocation began to cloud your mind, vision and sense, you couldn't help but let loose a few muffled moans, legs wrapped loosely around Legato's waist. Black dots formed within your vision, warm seed filling your orgasming pussy, finally you were pulled above the surface, gasping desperately for air.

Yet Legato wasn't done yet, flashing you a toothy grin as he hoisted you onto the decorative rock in the center of the pool, starting the second round of cruel sex. Round after round, each resulting in another shot of cum fucked into your loosened cunt, your stomach practically bulged at the overload of semen leaking out of you.

Your body shivered, the cold of night catching up to your exposed body, skin pruning at being half submerged. The sun had crept along the horizon, Legato became aware of your tear-stained face, dark circles under your eyes at being kept up all night. It was a rather amusing sight, one that had Legato chirp in pleasure, tongue dragged along your face as if tasting your tears brought him immeasurable joy. He'd certainly take pleasure in ruining you again, reminding you of your place in his narrative.

One faithful morning, a week after the incident with the unaffected mermaid, you were sipping your coffee, checking your daily horoscopes. Today's one confused you, brows furrowed as you huffed out in annoyance, it sounded like some cheap fortune cookie prediction. "Something unexpected is to happen, whether you take joy in the announcement or not."

Turns out, you were pregnant. And you were not at all thrilled by that discovery, you weren't overly fond of children and having your own was an option you weren't ready for. You told the news to the indifferent mermaid, who seemed to prefer blowing bubbles rather than listening. Seemed as if Legato didn't prefer children either, the news coming as more of hindrance than excitement, guess using you as his own personal toy was going to be more frustrating if this kept happening.

Despite that, Legato did have a form of reserved affection towards you, now choosing to lounge close by your side. At times he'd call for you, on those odd occasions he'd want affection, yet he never truly acknowledged the bump growing over the months. He wanted you, not some grubby child that may need to share his lake pool, it was his territory!

Either way, Legato refused any attempt at his release back into the ocean, even hospitalizing a worker at they tried drugging him. So now you were stuck with him, not that you truly minded, it was nice relaxing in silence with the brooding mermaid. A mermaid that despite your pregnant belly would still fuck you until you were a drooling, incoherent mess. His personal damsel in his cruel story of self-preservation.

A/N: Hiya everyone! Hope you enjoyed this new iteration on my Mermaid Headcanons, and my newest simpage on emo boy Legato. Again, feel free to give me any constructive criticism on his character, this is the first published work on him and I'm open to any feedback!

Also I got the idea he was Scorpio from a personality analysis on Legato's character, it's really in-depth and I'll link it here for anyone interested in giving it a read.

Enjoy and have have a lovely day/night!

[retrodaft]

More millionsummers as cats

I couldn’t decide on a backstory color

[oblivion-rising]

I refuse to give context for why i decided to spend my time at 4am drawing this on my phone in bed

[inkksuna]

This was a full day of work but one that was a LOT of fun! This commission is for @deadlydevotion! They are an absolute sweetheart and my favourite feral raccoon :)

Thank you so much for entrusting me with your precious boi!!! I’m slowly accumulating Legatos 🥰

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[liutinart]

First meet

[copyykatt]

DAY 1 : Modern AU

[yurinaa-world]

Hi! Finally someone who writes for Legato aaaah. Could I have some confessing to him/relationship headcanons with Legato please? ✨

Characters: Legato x Gender-Neutral Reader

Synopsis: Relationship headcanons with Legato

Warnings: fluff

𝐿𝑒𝑔𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝐵𝓁𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓇𝓈 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝑅𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝐻𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑀𝒶𝓃"

Understand that he's a cold man who doesn’t know how to show any romantic affection towards anyone; he’s never been in love before. In exchange for that, he’s protective and loyal, going out of his way to make things more comfortable for you, or when you wake up in the morning and find a beautiful silver necklace with a gorgeous dark blue stone, it sort of reminds you of him.

He's a silent person who doesn't really talk that much. Well,  when it comes to you, you just can’t help but keep on talking. While you're alone together, listen to you quietly as you ramble on about your day.

Or if you don’t talk that much like him, you both just enjoy the moment together in silence.

Whenever Legato leaves for work (he leaves early in the morning, so you rarely see him leave unless you wake really early) and comes back after a severe day when you try to see him off to work, your eyelids closing and opening again trying to stay awake, he can’t help but find it a bit cute that you woke up early for him just a bit. He pats your head almost like an adult would do to a child and tells you to go back to sleep.

Despite his work being dangerous, he just doesn’t want you to get involved with it; you're the last person who should be. He wants to keep you safe from his work, so keeping any enemies from you, especially Vash the stampede will be ideal.

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[likeamosquitobutworse]

WHY ARENT THERE MORE MILLIONSUMMERS FICS??? AO3 WRITERS?? PLZ?? Im literally starving???? I was honestly shocked because 1, while yes, Knives IS a brocon (sweet home Alabama playing in the background) yall seem to forget that Legato. Is there. He's waiting. He is just as awful as Knives and THEY WOULD FIT SO NICELY TOGETHER. Just two bastards bastarding away in hell. Legato would punch a child and Knives would see that as prime dating material. They both suck so they should suck together thanks for coming to my Ted talk

[cronchbun]

Forgot to post this sketch here

[p-kmatt]

These two have such sibling energy

[repulsivegoblin]

Last day of the bluesummers week!

Day 7: Jewerly/ Free Choice

I had so much fun making art for our beloved blue boy 💙

[beanibon]

~ Christmas and New Years Special ~

Summary: Knives doesn't quite understand the concept of Christmas, but still wanted to reward his best employee with a truly tempting present.

TW: Smut, dubcon, suffocation, face riding, spanking, bondage, dominant reader, reader with female anatomy, sex toys, boob job, lactation kink, overstimulation, breeding kink, stomach bulge, creampie, marking

After all these years, Knives still hadn't grasped the concept of what Christmas truly was about. Rem had made an annoying habit of celebrating the holiday on board Ship 5, still it had confused the Plant even then, unable to understand why humans celebrated such a useless holiday.

The keys to his piano halted their melody, Knives brows furrowed in agitation, lips jutted out in a pout. Why was he so stuck on a holiday that he never participated in for years?

Simple answer: his number one employee, you.

You had showed your utter devotion to his cause, caring for his sisters beyond even his care. That prickly Independent trusted you with keeping his sisters safe in his absence.

There had to be something he could present to you, a 'thank you' if you will.

"Lord Knives, Pardon my interruption but you're required- . . . My Lord? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Christmas had been a rather special holiday for you and your family, participating in many traditions you've created over the years with each other. Of course, that had changed since they passed, leaving you to remain alone for the once special holiday. Busying yourself with work, or a constant flow of alcohol.

So anyone could imagine your shock of what greeted you upon entering your quarters, mouth agape at the sight of Knives proudly standing before a poorly decorated tree.

"Master Knives? Why are you- better question, what are you doing?" You seemed sceptical, unsure of what exactly was happening.

Knives turned to you, a devilish grin stretched across his lips. "Just applying the finishing touches to your present, I do hope you enjoy it."

"Please sir, never smile like that again." You deadpanned, shuddering at such an evil smile. Smiles just didn't seem to suit that usual grouchy face, it was practically taboo to witness such an expression.

He paid no mind to such a rude comment, instead stalking towards you, still shielding you from the present he seemed so smitten of. Circling around you, like a predator to prey.

"You've devoted yourself so wonderfully to my cause, since humans like to celebrate around this time of year, I thought what a perfect opportunity to gift you with someone unforgettable," Knives slowly pulled you closer, hands childishly concealing your eyes. You could've sworn you heard something, movement or even . . . a whimper? "So please, enjoy to your hearts content, my number one employee."

Only then did he reveal the contents under the tree, your mouth dropping instantly at the sight, face burning red. Legato was displayed in a neatly wrapped ribbon, joints tied together so he wouldn't move, a ball gag shoved in his mouth. Completely naked. The ribbon ended in a neatly tied bow at the tip of his dribbling cock, said bow holding a vibrator against his tip.

Two hands eased their way over your shoulders, snapping you from the temptation before you. Knives look well achieved with his gift, head cocked to the side as if waiting for your words of appreciation. Except you had none, too shocked to even form a proper sentence, mouth opening and closing as you tried to make heads and tails of what was going on.

"Don't break him too much, I still need him unfortunately." Knived sighed, deciding he'd now take his leave.

You were now alone, the only sound was the steady vibrations of the toy stimulating Legato's cock, and the occasional pleading whimper. It was kind of satisfying seeing a man once poised with pride, constantly hassling you for doing your assigned job, in a stupefied position. Perhaps you could enjoy this.

Legato could hardly breathe, face pressed firmly against your wet cunt, noises muffled around the gag shoved between his teeth. Every movement resulted in his cock twitching, longing for some kind of sweet release. It was never granted. You much preferred to watch Legato suffer, squirm beneath you as you grinded needily against his face, pinning him on the floor beneath the Christmas tree.

The noises you made went straight to his core, legs kicking as you shoved your clit against his nose. Your fingers found themselves embedded in that unique blue hair, tugging Legato against your cunt more your climax neared.

Toes curling, your juices drenched Legato, leaving him to gasp for much needed air once you moved to rest against his stomach. Vision clouded, he looked drearily at you, those golden eyes studying your hunched form.

"Not... done..." You panted, offering a blissed out grin to Knives right hand lacky. "Lord Knives said I can have all the fun I want, and don't think I've forgotten about all those times you screwed me over. Yeah, thought I'd forget? Tough shit."

The sounds coming from your quarters were beyond lewd, a steady chant of painful cries and the rhythmic slaps of a whip against bare skin. Red litter Legato's pale skin, ass in the air while you teased his balls with leather whip. Each dangerous touch had him shiver, cock pleading to be touched, anything to stop his painful erection.

An inward groan, pain and pleasure swirling around the pit of his gut. Legato wanted more than your persistent teasing's, yet he knew you wouldn't give in so easily. Not when he mistakenly made your life much harder than it needed to be.

"Bluesummers? Is something the matter?" Your teasing voice asked, the whip pressed forcefully against the tip of his cock.

No words were able to be formed, Legato, now free from his restraints, muffled any noise with your decorative pillows. His master had already made a fool of him, he couldn't allow for his own noises to continuously betray him.

"Pity, you had been making such pretty noises. Must I continue to whip you?"

Legato jolted, eyes wide as he frantically shook his head. A cry of pain erupted from his drool coated lips, you having denied his silent request. The whip made harsh contact with his balls, legs now pressed firmly together as they throbbed in agony.

"Pl-please, just quit torturing me." He whimpered, hips wiggling as he struggled to sit up.

"Does my precious present want to feel my pussy around his cute little cock?" You cooed, leaning against his back. Sweetly you wrapped your arms around his waist, pulling him further against you.

Weakly he nodded, vision hazy as his sack continued to throb. Hearing your voice hum in thought, Legato began to think you'd be merciful.

"Quit squirming, or I won't even bother trying to help anymore!"

Oh how wrong he was.

Legato was already a mess, legs quivering, toes curling as you squashed your tits around his aching cock. He'd already showered those perfect mounds in cum from the mere sensation of them engulfing him, you couldn't think of a more pathetic man than what was before you.

You seriously wanted to just let him suffer, but with his constant mewling you had to give in eventually. A small reward for his efforts was somewhat necessary, even if he was a bastard.

Moving your breasts up and down along his shaft, Legato leant forward, messily thrusting into your advances in desperation of some relief. It was rather amusing, watching such a reserved man turn into a needy manchild.

"Good boy, almost there~" Your praises egged him, kisses along his cock sending chills along his spine.

Those beautiful lips pressed against his dribbling cock, mixing your saliva with his semen. If Legato believed in heaven, this was surely what he'd imagine walking though it's gates would be like.

A few more quick thrusts and your face was coated in his hot cum, tongue dragged along him to clean anymore mess. If he could the muster the strength, find it in him to disobey his master, Legato would smash your face downwards, have you choke on his cock. But he didn't dare play with his life, not when there was still his bidding to uphold.

Suddenly his face was pressed against your warm bosom, cunt hovering teasingly over his cock.

Understandably he got excited, finally able to properly relief himself inside your snug, warm pussy. Get his own present from an unfortunately embarrassing circumstance.

"You ready?"

Legato nodded against you chest, arms wrapped loosely around your waist, ready to guide you if need be. Slowly you lowered yourself, easily adjusting to his measly size as you wiggled your hips teasingly.

The pace picked up well before Legato could enjoy the feeling of being inside you, moaning as his hands travelling along the ridges of your spine, familiarising himself with every perfection and imperfection of your body. His mouth enveloped a warm nipple, suckling on it as the other pinched your neglected teat. Suddenly you let out a strangled gasp, body flinching as an unusual sensation overcame you, squirming as Legato drooled around your nipple.

A hand hovered over your breasts, the crushing feeling of Legato's abilities prying milk from your tits unnaturally. Now that glutton was contently drinking, breaking away for only a second to catch his breathe before diving right back in.

It was an uncomfortable sensation, one that had you squirm away, only to be brought right back. Legato wasn't going to let you go, not when he was so contently feasting upon your breast milk.

Your insides were painted with hot cum, hips still dragging along his pelvis as Legato continued to thrust more steadily into you. The two of you seemed to have found your rhythm, allowing the other to follow in the dance.

As Legato moved from one teat to the other, those golden eyes stared up into yours, attempting to read your expression.

"Feels weird, stop it." You grunted, hating how you were denied one simple request. This was supposed to be your special Christmas present, yet it seemed like Legato was slowly getting more confident.

"Apologies, but when did you start giving me commands?" He chuckled, free hand flexed as your body grew rigid, flushed against him as you lost control of your movements. Perhaps it wouldn't hurt to be slightly disobedient to Knives request, you'd still get to enjoy him.

You wanted to curse, fight against those invisible threads holding you in place, but all was denied as you felt your orgasm suddenly crash over you. It was intense, causing you to cry out and cling to Legato desperately. The last time you checked, you weren't even near the peak of orgasm, so how the hell did you come so damn quickly?

"You seem to forget, that by a simple jerk of my fingers," Once more your body convulsed, juices gushing over Legato's cock as you cried out at another harsh orgasm. "I can do whatever I please with your pathetic mortal body."

Your body was weak, quivering with exhaustion as you tiredly stared at the bland ceiling. Each tit leaked continuously, more than even Legato cared to lap up, pussy bruised and stuffed full of seed.

Having endured your torture long enough, Legato was ready to have the tables turned in his favour. One finger at a time.

What was supposed to be a fun adventurous night, filled with exploration of Knives' right hand lacky, turned into mind numbing breeding session where Legato did whatever he pleased. Right now, your body was squashed into a mating press, legs above your head as you were being rammed into, cunt swollen and leaking previous loads of mixed cum.

You weren't one to complain, in fact you found Legato's sudden dominance kind of hot. But you felt like any second you'd burst with the amount of cum shoved into your guts, stomach swollen as once again you were pumped full.

Slender fingers replaced the cock inside your cunt, making sure none of the seed fucked deep inside you would spill out. Lips capturing yours in a heated, hungry kiss.

As Legato pulled away, a triumphant smirk plastered over his face, those fingers remaining deep inside you. He bent down once more, centimetres from your face. "Lord Knives was quite generous with your present, don't forget to thank him properly for the kindness he displayed to you."

Teeth sunk deep into your neck, a strangled moan escaping your wet lips. The sensation hurt, leaving behind a stinging mark as Legato licked the blood beading from the mark.

"Now, you shall have to enjoy my company for as long as you have worth in my eyes. But I don't think I'll ever tire of you, my dear."

[retrodaft]

Millionsummers but as cats

Kiss, kiss 😚