#wolfwood fluff

[h4venpha]

𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𓂃 ⟡

idk i just like possessiveness. and wolfwood

“kiss me.”

“—what?” you almost spit out your drink.

“kiss me,” wolfwood repeats, hand reaching up to grab your jaw and tilt your head as he leans down.

“wha— what are you doing?” you whisper-yell, heat rising to your face while you place your glass on the table.

“cmon…” he grumbles, voice rumbling as his other hand sneaks down to tug you in by your belt loops. you squeak and close your eyes as he presses his fingers into your cheeks before slotting his lips against yours. you can taste the smoke and the alcohol in his mouth, its intoxicating as you relax into the kiss.

wolfwood moves to your jaw, pressing open-mouthed kisses against your nape. his hand slides possessively to your lower back as he makes eye contact with the man behind you. you can feel him smile against your neck.

wolfwood pulls away and lets out a triumphant snort and watches out of the corner of his eye as the man walks away. still, his hand stays firm on your hip and he turns to pick up his cigarette from where he propped it up in the ash tray.

“what was that for?” you huff, fanning your face gently

wolfwood blows out smoke, greyish white clouds curling toward you. “someone was eyein’ you,” he sighs.

“really? that wasn’t just your excuse to kiss me?” you raise an eyebrow at him.

“you complainin’?” wolfwood chuckles, fingers rubbing just above your waist line.

“well— no but—“

“shhh shh then it’s fine, yeah?” he grumbles, pulling you possessively against his side.

[tenabrye]

Okay so.. how would it be like, being married to (Stampede) Wolfwood 🫶

Side note- I’m in love with your blog 🤧❤️❤️

I'm so glad you enjoy the writing. It makes me happy to hear that. :D

Being married to Wolfwood isn't the easiest thing in the world, considering that you know his profession, but it's exciting and you love it. Aside from all of the gunfights he'll oftentimes get into--which are mostly caused by you-know-who--life is sweet. He's sweet. He loves starting sentences with, "My wife/husband and I," and he always gets a cute little grin on his face. He also enjoys letting everyone see the ring that's on his finger and makes it his job that they at least notice it.

He's more protective of you and is a force to be reckoned with if someone, anyone, even dares to harm his spouse in any way, shape, or form. Even if you can fight, he's still throwing down for you. That's just how it is. Also loves saying, "That's my wife/husband," any and every single time you're fighting someone, which usually happens in a bar. He will also be more of a shield to you, putting his body between you and anyone he feels is the tiniest bit of a threat, or if they are.

Always puts you first no matter what. He did this prior to getting married, but he does it a lot more now. You're his spouse, the love of his life, and you're definitely a lot more important than some of the jobs he has to do. That being said, his intentions are always laid out bare for you, and he always wants your opinion on each and every little thing he can't make his mind up about.

The man becomes more of an open book to you. You know all of his secrets, and I do mean all of them. He has no reason to hide anything from you. Well, unless he knows it might hurt you. If that's the case, he may dance around the topic with you in such a discreet manner that allows him to know how to tell you. If you thought he hated seeing you hurt or in any sort of pain before, now that you're both married to one another, it's as though it doubled.

He's more of a show off when it comes to fighting, but then again, he was also a bit of one before marriage. It tripled after he put a ring on it. Not that you mind, right? Any chance he gets to show off to you, he takes it, even if it does make him look like an idiot. He doesn't care, though. The man just wants to see your eyes on him with a smile on your face.

He's a lot softer with you now. Not that he wasn't before, but he's a lot more open to letting you see his bad days more than anyone else. This includes him crying. He normally doesn't like you seeing him in such a way, but it can't be helped. He's very appreciative of your support and the way you've stood by him for so long, and how you've promised to continue doing so. Til death do you part.

He hates that the one downside of marriage is how much of a target you have on your back. It was easier before when it was just him and how his enemies would only be out to harm him. But now that you've been thrown into the mix? He doesn't like it. He absolutely hates it. It's not that he doesn't want to protect you--believe me he loves keeping you safe--it's that he just doesn't want you watching what he does to the people that come close to touching you. It's not pretty, I can tell you that.

The absolute best thing about married life for him is that he feels a bit of normalcy in his life. It hadn't felt this way until you entered it and eventually sealed the deal by saying yes to marrying him. He often thinks back to the day he proposed and it warms his heart. You've made him become a little bit more of a sap with certain things, but he wouldn't have it any other way. You've changed this man in a lot of ways, for the better, and he loves it. He loves it and he loves you.

[fruitsoxs]

Okokok I am here with a request:

Hear me out: Wolfwood x Reader where the reader and Wolfwood adopt a little one,,,

I swear to God, it'd be so soft and precious,,,

Thank you :D

ahhhh this is so cute. thank you!!

pairings; wolfwood x (GN)reader warnings; none notes; ive had an idea like this brewing in my brain for a awhile so i'm glad i had a reason to finally write it out! thank you!

His eyes trail across the cobblestone floors, landing on a particular pair who seem to be having the time of their lives. A crooked smile rests across his lips as he watches you play with the little boy that has grown quite attached to you. The kid is hanging off your back as you run around in a circle. The kid is giggling like a maniac, and you’ve got your own smile on your face.

He was sure it would be a mistake bringing you to see his old orphanage. He regretted it the moment the offer left his mouth, and your eyes lit up. He wasn’t sure how’d you react to his old home, or if you’d get along with everyone. You’re his favorite person in the world, and he couldn’t imagine what would happen if this all went wrong. But it didn’t. 

Apparently, you’re really good with kids.

Maybe this was a mistake, because Wolfwood can’t stop staring at you as you play around. He can’t stop thinking that this all feels a little too right. After years of hard work, was it finally time for him to settle down with you? He looks over at your cute smiling face, and his heart clenches in his chest. He wants that. He wants it so bad, he’d drop everything now and adopt that child on the spot.

He pushes himself off the wall he was leaning on, and makes his way over to you. As soon as you see him, your smile breaks out into a large grin. You wave at him as he nears you, the child still hanging onto your neck. 

“You look like you’re having fun.” he chuckles, resting his hands in the pockets of his pants. You smile sheepishly and shrug your shoulders. “This kid’s got a whole lotta energy.” you respond, hiking the kid higher onto your back. The kid giggles and presses his head into the back of your shoulder. Wolfwood finds his heart beating a little faster at the scene.

“Oh yeah?” Wolfwood mumbles moving so he’s eye level with the kid. “And what are you playing?” he asks. The kid grins a toothless grin. “We’re playing cowboys. I’m an outlaw-” The kid explains shooting off a pretend gun. “And I’m a horse-” you add on, laughing. Wolfwood can’t hold back the chuckle that escapes his throat.

“Well you know, every outlaw needs a sheriff to chase him.” Wolfwood tells the kid, grinning. He steps back and makes a gun with his fingers. “Put ‘em up!” He says dramatically, pointing his finger gun at the kid. The kid squeals happily as you start running from Wolfwood.

The three of you play around for a little bit, with wolfwood pretending to chase the boy. You end up putting the kid down and stepping back for a second to catch your breath, watching as the two continue playing on their own. The boy seems to be having more fun now than ever, and Wolfwood can’t help but feel like this is right.

The kid shouts out a few “Bangs!” and Wolfwood pretends he’s hit, putting a hand over his heart and collapsing onto the ground. “You got me kid-” he gasps dramatically. “You’re too good of a shot-” The kid laughs and runs off to continue playing with a  few other kids that have joined in on the game.

Your head appears above Wolfwood, a hand held out offering to help him stand. He takes it and allows you to help pull him back onto his feet. When he’s up, he puts an arm around you and pulls you against his side as the two of you watch the kids play.

“They’re pretty cute, aren’t they?” you point out, resting your head on his shoulder. He smiles and nods. “Maybe we should take one home.” He finally says out loud. There’s a beat of silence before you turn to him with wide eyes. “Don’t joke-”

“I aint joking.” He cuts you off, a soft look upon his features. He reaches out to cup your cheek with his hand. “Seeing you running around with that kid- It had me thinking. Maybe it’s time?” he starts, staring into your eyes. “Maybe it’s time we settle down. For good. Just me, you…and the kid.” He smiles as he traces your cheek with his thumb.

You seem completely awestruck- but your shocked expression morphs into a smile and you nod. Tears  start to gather in your eyes as you lean forward and press your lips against his softly. “I would love that.” You whisper as you pull away. 

He pulls you into a hug with a smile. He can't wait to start a family with you.

[drunkenlionwrites]

Hiiii 🤍 since ur in the mood for drabbles what about cute and slightly introverted reader getting drinks with the gang at a bar in the nearest town and reader has been pining for wolfwood for months unbeknownst to him. So reader ends up getting slightly tipsy and tipsy reader is a lot more loose and giggly and touchy so she starts getting all flirty with wolfwood and idk wolfwood gets swept into it and one thing leads to another and they're making out or taking it into an alleyway or the bathroom. Idk my thoughts feel rushed but I got really hyped when I saw ur trigun post!!! 🤍

this is the cutest prompt so far! i really enjoyed writing with soft and shy reader in mind, cause i'm usually an outgoing menace ahah 💖

Since Wolfwood joined your group, you instantly felt something for him, but due to your more timid and reserved nature you've found yourself in a loss for words when you've happened to be around him, especially with no one else beside you. So you've usually tried to just calm yourself and make sure you're breathing evenly and don't stare too much at him. Talking to him was not an option. Except of wishing each other good mornings and good nights and occasionaly laughing at his jokes or his bullying of Meryl or Vash you've barely converesed at all.

So now, when "thanks" to Vash, who giddily made his way towards a random pretty girl at a bar, you've been left alone, sitting next to Wolfwood at a bar, with no one left to serve as a buffer between you. You quietly groaned and just concentrated on drinking your whiskey. The bartender was generous enough (or most likely wanted to get more money from you) to pour you drink after drink. Once you became inebriated enough, you couldn't stop yourself from ogling Wolfwood with the most obvious look on your face. The way his adam's apple bobbed up and down as he drank his drink. The way the condensate wet his fingers and small drops of water glided down his wrist, the way the sweat was glistening on his forehead, a few strands of his raven-black hair getting stuck to it.. "Like what you see?" Nicholas chuchled next to you. "Yeah" you've replied absentmindedly, the meaning of your words catching up to you in a few seconds after your reply and you feel like your face is getting hot from embarassement. "Oh Lord...um...t's not what I meant at all!" you mumbled desperately, trying to backpedal from this situation. Wolfwood only shrugged and said to you "That's fine, I understand. I know that you hate me, so don't sweat it" What? Did he really mean this? Well...it's not like you've been acting the friendliest with him... And your overly drunk brain screamed at you that it's terribly important that he knows that it's not the case. That it's the exact opposite thing. "No!" you said way too loudly, making Nico turn his head to you with slightly puzzled expression. "No! It's not like that! It's just that I don't know what to say to you to not sound like a fool...how to walk next to you without constantly looking at you...um...you are completely wrong, I like you so much I cannot stand being next to you. But t's fine..Iknowthatyoudontlikemelikethat.." you basically muttered the convession in a single breath, which made Wolfwood look at you slyly and move closer to you, occupying the epty barstool that belonged to Vash before he left. "That so?" he chuckled. "Didn't know that our pretty little grey mouse had it in her. I actually thought that you hated me, ya know?" Your brain was barely thinking, especially now that you've been so so close to your crush for the first time in months. You pressed both of your palms to your knees, leaning in so close to him that your hot breath was fanning his face now. "No! I like you...and...and m'not a grey mouse!" you pouted at him. This made Nicholas hold his breath, before he smiled at you confidently and smugly, like a big arrogant black cat. "Yeah? Then prove it, little mouse" "Prove it? How do I do this?" you inquired innocently. "It's not like I would know. Up to ya, mouse" he shrugged. You frowned, trying to get your thoughts together, then moved even closer to him, craning your neck to smash your lips against his, your palms clutching into the soft flesh of his thighs. Wolfwood hissed, but eagerly accepted your kiss, smirking against your lips and moving his hands to bring you even closer to him. You didn't notice the bartender cursing at you two for being shameless in his tavern and Vash yelping from pain caused by Meryl smashing his back pointing her finger to you.

[raepliica]

i think they should take turns cuddling for healing purposes

[khytal]

modern au movie date for vash’s birthday :]

[c-hrona]

Fear

Super self-indulgent little comic about fears and reassurances.

Lil bonus :3

[ruporas]

happiness today and tomorrow (ID in alt)

[kitamars]

so kiss me and smile for me

[artofalassa]

Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am whole again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am young again

[h4venpha]

↳ 𝐋𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐎𝐏 — nicholas d. wolfwood

very suggestive !!

wolfwood does smth to me im sorry

he’s got his eyes locked on your mouth as he approaches you, watching the way you idly hold the lollipop stick while you suck on the hard candy. just a small sweet treat you decided to have, nothing big at all. but oh, wolfwood had other ideas.

he’s just kind of… watching you. watching your lips wrap around the pinkish-purple candy, tinting your mouth magenta. your tongue darting out and pulling it completely into your mouth as you close your lips around the stick. sometimes you push the hard candy to one side of your mouth, creating a bump that juts out from your cheek.

its nothing really, but wolfwood’s mind can’t help but wander a little. he can’t help the way his body moves before he can think. he removes his disheveled cigarette from in between his lips as he reaches for you, rough finger pads turning your head to face him. he squeezes your jaw in his hand and forces your mouth to open, just before the lollipop falls, he takes it and holds it aside.

you gasp as he suddenly has his lips on yours. and he’s aching for the sweet, sugary taste, licking into your mouth and softly suckling on your tongue. its so abrupt you had no time to even prepare yourself before he smashed his lips onto yours.

your fingers find your way into his hair, tangling and gently tugging with neediness. and he inhales sharply at the first gentle tug before a deep grunt rumbles in the back of his throat as he kisses you deeper.

when he finally has his fill and pulls away, you’re both panting with the intensity that lingers in the air. when his lip part slightly, you swear you see his own tinge of magenta on his tongue.

wolfwood’s tongue darts out and licks the wetness of his lips, still tasting the sweetness of the candy. and just before he walks away, he presents the lollipop in front of your face. you take him up on his offer, leaning forward and putting it back into your mouth. you only manage to suck the sweetness one last time but before he takes it out of your mouth and places it in his, his cigarette completely forgotten.

[tenabrye]

How would Wolfwood react to a reader who’s an Angel? (Trigun Stampede version)

I like to think he'd call reader his Little Angel. :)

He had a feeling. The first time he met them, he knew something was off, but not in a bad way. They gave off a calm vibe, a feeling that was, in a way, familiar to him. He's curious to know what their deal is. Why do they make him feel so calm and safe around them? No one has before, so why them? It's not long before he finds out the truth.

He's more of a 'see it to believe it' kind of guy, but it's not like he didn't excuse the thought. So, when they told him about their angelic side, he really thought the desert heat finally got to their head. An angel? Them? He certainly thought they were an angel, what with how sweet and kind they were, but literally? No. Until he finally had the proof he needed that changed his mind.

He's at least knowledgeable with what their true form looks like, and he's got to say that while it is horrifying, it's still beautiful. They don't show that to them, and he understands the reason why. Instead, they make the halo above their heads visible for him, as well as the most gorgeous pair of wings he's ever seen.

They're not white, no, they match the color of their hair. With permission, he's allowed to touch them, noting how soft to the touch they are. He's never felt anything like it at all. They can fly, he knows, he's now seen it. They're fast, too, which explains their reflexes in past situations that were tense.

He's an undertaker, not a priest, but he sort of has a deep session of thought after this little reveal. If there is proof of an angel, then surely there are more, and if there are more then God really exists.

He won't change his entire outlook on things just because of this, but he's now wondering if he'll go to Hell. What with his real work and all, but you know, he won't dwell on that for too long. Instead, he'll focus on questioning them about certain things.

Do they have any healing properties? He knows they bring ease to his weary mind just from standing in such close proximity, so he already knows they bring forth a vibe of relaxation. His views on them do change, but they're all good.

One question does end up being along the lines of if they can become corrupted if they were to give in to sexual desire. If they answer no, he keeps that in the back of his mind for later. If they answer yes, well, he supposes that was to be expected.

He's really just curious about them now. What it's like where they're from and why they're on such a dingy little planet like this one. He plays around with the thought of them being his 'guardian angel', to which he chuckles at. Does he really need one, though? Ah, but thinking back on it and the many, many times they've saved him from getting shot or succumbing to the quicksand out in the desert, he may have to agree that maybe, just maybe, they're actually here for him. That they're his Little Angel.

[fruitsoxs]

I'll be waiting this can i request my woowoo with reader.

She have long hair and need help trim it ( cause no man land Its God damn hot). She ask vash first, but somehow he suggest to wolfwood ( he's really good on that). At first wolfwood says " why you trim it, it looks good on you". In agreement he will cut her hair as the reward is A kiss 😳 PS ( wolfwood kinda like touch her hair it so soft and caught him Its really embrassing him)

Thank you for reading this !

I love you writer ITS MAKE ME MELT OMG

😳😳😳🥺🥺🥺

i love just small fluffy things like this

pairing(s); wolfwood x reader warnings; some swearing notes; some fluff for my favorite day of the week! ty for this cute request!

“Why don’t you ask Needle Noggin?” Wolfwood huffs, crossing his arms over his chest. He’s trying his best to look indifferent about the entire situation. When, in reality, his chest is fluttering at the thought of helping you cut your hair. There’s a small blush on his cheeks that he’s hoping you can’t see. He’s outside of the inn you’re staying at, smoking under the light of the moon.

You sigh and run a hand through your hair. “I already asked him- he told me to come to you.” You explain. Of course he did. He tries his best to hide his embarrassment by groaning in annoyance. He stands up straight, throwing his cigarette on the ground and crushing it with his shoe. He leans towards you, looking over your features. 

“What about the shorty?” “Meryl? She’s already asleep. Please help me out? Just this once?”

His curious eyes trail over your figure, up to your head. He cocks his head to the side “Why do ya want to cut it anyway? It looks good.” he points out, causing your cheeks to light up. “I just…It’s getting too long. I’m ready for a change, y’know?” You find yourself avoiding eye contact with the man. He’s always making you feel so flustered.

He can’t help but admire your cute little flustered expression. It helps him build the confidence he needs to actually do this. You see, he’s got a little thing for you. He thought you were pretty cute from the moment he laid eyes on you. After getting to know you though, well, his feelings just took off. Doing something like this almost feels a little too real for him, too intimate. Usually he would say no right away, but seeing you under the moonlight… 

After a while he lets out a sigh and nods his head. “Alright fine.” he finally agrees, but there’s a hint of mischief in his dark eyes as he leans closer again. “I’ll trim it up, if I can get a little reward afterwards.” a smirk rests across his features. “Oh? And what kind of reward is that?” You ask, rolling your eyes at his little cocky gesture.

His heart stops for a second. Should he say it? 

Fuck it.

“I’ll trim your hair if you give me a kiss.” he finally says, hoping that the nervousness in his eyes isn’t so easily seen. Your own eyes seem to widen at the comment, red covering your cheeks and ears as you stutter out a little response. It’s adorable, and Wolfwood can’t help but smile.”Okay…” you whisper. Wolfwood turns his head so his ear is facing towards you, cupping his hand around it.  “What was that?” He asks, pretending as though he couldn’t hear you..

You pout a bit and repeat your words., this time a little louder. “I said okay!” He grins and wraps an arm around you, leading you back into the inn. “Well then, let’s go sweetheart.” 

You make your way inside, and to his room where he has you sit down on an old wooden chair in front of him. He grabs some dull scissors, and looks over at you. “How short am I going?” He asks, hovering his hand above your head. Your shrug, keeping your eyes forward and away from him. “Just take a few inches off.” He nods, and gets to work. He starts by combing through your locks gently. It’s so relaxing, he finds himself almost unable to stop. Your hair is so soft- so beautiful. His fingers drag through your hair, separating any knots as gently as he can. You sigh a bit, and lean back, enjoying the attention you’re getting.

He finds himself blushing again. He likes the intimacy of the moment. He finds himself petting through your hair, even after all the knots are gone. “You’ve got soft hair.” he comments out loud suddenly. Even he is surprised by the sudden admission. You let out a soft chuckle. “Thanks.” And the room falls silent again.

Wolfwood shakes his head and grabs the scissors, holding them with a nervous smile. “Well, here goes nothing.” he mumbles before he starts to trim your hair. He works quietly, and cautiously. Careful not to make a mess of your hair. He can’t imagine he would get his kiss if he made you look stupid. He’s done this before plenty of times though. He cuts his own hair whenever it gets too long, and he’s cut Vash’s hair before.

When he’s done, he steps back and admires his work. It’s a little messy, but it doesn’t look back.

“And done.” me murmurs softly. You run your hands through your own hair, and smile. “Thanks a bunch Wolfwood!” you jump up and disappear off into the bathroom for a second, probably checking the damage. When you come back you’ve got a cute little smile on your face. 

“It looks great.” you comment stepping closer towards him. You lean forward, and press your lips against his cheek gently. You pop back and smile cheekily. “And that’s your reward!” You exclaim, cheeks burning pink. You then turn around, and quickly leave the room.

Wolfwood puts a hand against his cheek, his own face bright red. 

“Wow.”

[stefisdoingthings]

i think they deserve some happiness

[bumble-b-goode]

he is now legally not allowed to move

[gttslver]

If you found the time to draw some more gt fearplay between our lover boys I would be really grateful :3