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Hype for Trigun Stargaze got me thinking of my sweetheart, who does no wrong, Vash The Stampede.
Relationship headcanons because I want to and because he is VERY different from the original Trigun Vash and I lowkey love those differences.
He is extremely hesitant to give AND receive touch.
No way bro is a player. He can barely play the game of life himself. There's no way he's playing people.
Like, hugging him is even a lot to take in.
Keep in mind- he is an over a century old alien who has treated himself and let himself be treated as some kind of monster and NOT someone to coddle and love.
So OBVIOUSLY the relationship wouldn't be conventional in the beginning.
It'd be based mostly on trust at first, he isn't convinced that you truly like him, especially in that way, so it'd take a LOT to get him to feel like you're serious.
"I'm sorry- w- what?" Is something like his reaction when you tell him how you feel (yes, it'd have to be you first. We all know this man would never- EVER- voice a crush or love he had for someone out of fear of being selfish)
He'd accept your words, yes, but he wouldn't know how to verbally respond or return them. Does he like you? Probably, but he likes everyone.
He'd need to self reflect (which he hates doing) to see if he truly cares for you that way.
Since he allows it, you usually keep near him.
Maybe not touching him, but sitting close to him, making sure he rests and eats (even if he doesn't really need it) and best of all...
"Are you ok?"
Being asked that hits DIFFERENT for Vash.
He usually just brushes everything off, saying "He's fine, he's fine"- but you get to him at some point.
The first time he WILLINGLY let you touch him was after a particular mission in an abandoned windmill town.
He was obviously not himself- not eating, drinking, just sort of staring out the window and occasionally sleeping.
Everyone was concerned, you especially, and it took until a quiet night in the back of the van, you holding him as he remained glued to you for the next few hours. Maybe cried a bit, but who's keeping track?
After that? Hoo boy he's in trouble.
It was becoming INCREASINGLY more difficult to NOT let you touch him.
He doesn't want your connection, only because he fears how much he can hurt you unintentionally.
Well, that's nearly out the window, because now he can't stop thinking about how comforting your presence was- leading him to pretty much let you touch anywhere on his body.
Hand on his shoulder? Ok. Holding his arm? Go ahead. Hand on his thigh? That's cool. Randomly playing with his hair while the group is on the road? He'll lean his head down to give you better access.
He is, unfortunately, putty in your hands.
However, he will almost NEVER reach for you, you have to initiate the touch in the beginning, and maybe still initiate some to most of it within the future of the relationship.
One thing that CAN be confirmed is the fact that he is unbelievably loyal to you. I mean this man bends to your every whim.
Which ends up being a little self sacrificial, but thats what you signed up for with him.
It takes him a bit, but soon he grows to be able to voice whatever he wants to you, whether it be venting or just tell you the things he likes.
Which is a LOT for a man who has isolated himself or otherwise been ostracized for a century.
He's totally a little spoon the most often- though having you in his protective hold isn't bad either.
He's a blushy mess for ANY kind of intimacy, you can simply turn his head with your hand on his cheek and he melts.
Super loving and gets really touchy when you're alone mostly, and much later in the relationship.
Speaks to you in the softest, cloudlike voice. You hardly hear him raise his voice to you, hell, even if you're just across the room and he's talking to someone else he somehow gets even MORE docile in tone and body language.
You make him comfortable, which makes him EXTREMELY uncomfortable in the beginning- but he grows to adore the comforting energy you bring.
Once again, a man of praise. He MALFUNCTIONS every time you genuinely praise him for something. He only knows how to fills the cups of others, not his own, so you filling his cup is uncomfortable almost, but not unwelcome.
His love languages would be Words of Affirmation, Acts of Service, and Physical touch for suuurrreeee.
Ok, ok. That's it for now- but I always have more so we'll see. I giveth this to the Vash enjoyers in hopes that it is well received!
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Surrender | Silent Hill
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you’re frightened of dying
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a terrible choice lies before you. there may be no right answer.
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Okay weird question
Does anyone know who the artists are for these prints?
The bottom three are all done by the same artist and I believe they're Canadian but I cannot recall anything about the Guzma artist
I got these at a convention in Tulsa Oklahoma a few years back and took them with me when I moved and sadly didn't have room for them in my luggage once I moved again, and their whereabouts are currently unknown to my former roommates
So I'm worried I may never get them back nor do I know if I'll be able to get replacements since they were purchased in like? 2018 I believe?
If anyone could help I'd really appreciate it, I have other prints that were left behind but these are the ones I'm most upset about losing
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soft Vash:
not-so-soft Vash:
please-step-on-me, Vash:
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@gao-growl got the idea of Vash trying Bathbombs and skin care item for the Reverse Isekai AU. How could I not?!?!?!
Self care
Reverse Isekai au
"You haven't tried a bath since you got here?" You asked as Vash joined you at the table for lunch. You were happy to see he had become comfortable walking without a shirt within the few short weeks since he'd arrived in your world.
"I tried, but the tub in my bathroom is too small. I'd much rather use yours."
"Mine really isn't all that fancy." You shrugged as you sat down with your plate.
"It has little back massaging jet's in it! That's way more than fancy! That's luxury!"
I mean, sometimes I want to fully submerge myself. Is that luxurious?" You tilted your head. Your family had always had a hot tub, or a jet bathtub in the family cabin you called home.
"I'm just saying that you're so short, why do you need that big of a bathtub in your bathroom? You could fit two people in there!" Vash grumbled.
"And what if that was the point?" You raised your eyebrow. The blush on his face was hidden by the large bite of his food he used to keep himself from speaking any more. You were surprised he hadn't made that joke himself, "Well, I wouldn't mind letting you use my bathtub if you don't fit in yours. Maybe toss in some bubbles for a bubble bath."
"A.. bubble bath?" He questioned, but you didn't answer.
Later in the day, you led Vash up to your bathroom, and opened the cabinet to show your array of bath products. Extra shampoo and conditioner, body washes, as well as face cleaning products. You picked up a small colorful ball that was wrapped in plastic wrap, giving it a smell before holding it up to Vash. He made a contented noise upon smelling it, nodding in agreement.
"You wanna use this bath bomb?" You offered.
"B-Bomb? You said no firearms outside of the lock boxes!" He backed away, his arms up to guard his face.
"No, no, Vash, these dissolve in water and make the water all soapy. You just drop them in the water." You giggled at his reaction. He has reactions like that sometimes.
When you introduced him to beef jerky, he was surprised when it was soft, and not the brick of Tomas meat. You introduced him to the little camping trigger lighter, and he flinched before realizing it was just a little flame. Let's just say that music with saxophones was… a work in progress…
He seemed to relax as you sneak past him, and began drawing the bath water. As you wait, you grab a few more products from the cabinet, as well as some towels.
"What are those for?"
"After you get out and rinse off, I want to do a little skin routine with you. Just a simple cleaning of your face, and a little moisturizer. Just let me know when you're done, and I'll come back in and help you with it."
"Ah. I was kinda hoping you would stay. We could keep talking while I take a bath." His face had a deep red across it as he struggled to keep eye contact, "it can be difficult to get out of a tub without my arm." He flexed the hand of his prosthetic arm.
"S-sure, but for privacy, I'll probably chill in the shower." You motioned to the wall that sectioned off the shower on the left.
"I'd be okay with that." He seemed to relax a bit.
Soon the bath water was filled in the tub, and Vash noted it was a comfortable temperature. You dropped the bathbomb in, and it thunked on the bottom before resurfacing and began fizzing.
Vash seemed to tense up, but you took his hand and you watched as the water became covered in a layer of soap, looking like a little Galaxy as the bath bomb floated around the tub.
You grabbed a pillow from your room to sit on. When you returned, you walked in on a shirtless Vash, wincing as he removed his prosthetic.
"That looks painful." You frowned.
"You get used to it. It's better than when I first started out." He gave a gentle smile your way, hinting that you shouldn't worry about it. You mimicked his smile, and made your way back to the shower, making yourself comfortable on the shower chair, facing away from Vash, even though there was already a wall between you.
You heard the subtle noise of his pants being removed, and he carefully slipped into the tub. He gave a contented sigh, relishing in the warm water.
"This is really nice. A hot bath never felt this nice when you'd be back to sweating just after getting out." He spoke, a smile on his voice.
"Yeah, sorry you ended up somewhere so cold."
"You said it gets warmer though. I've always wanted to see snow and the ocean. The warm weather will get here eventually." He remained optimistic.
When Vash was content with the amount of time spent in the tub, he began to drain the water. He allowed you to make your way out of the showering area before grabbing a towel.
Wrapping his waist before hopping into the shower, he rinsed off the excess soap from his body. Towel once again on his waist, he found you sitting on the bathroom counter. A small array of bottles at your side.
"Ah, that face routine. You know I can just wash my face in the shower, right?"
"If you're not rinsing your face with cold water afterwards, your skin could get dry, and your pores don't close properly. Now come here and let me wash your face." You made grabby hands at him. With a chuckle, he stood against the counter between your legs.
Up close he was so beautiful. More than the anime or manga had ever shown. The scars covering his visible torso were a little gruesome, but he wouldn't be Vash without them. They added to his beauty and you never found them upsetting, unless you thought about all of the various ways he could have received them.
He bent down slightly so you could press the cleansing cloth to his face, his eyes closed as you gently rubbed his face. His body seemed to relax and a content hum left him. Taking a dry wipe, you pumped a little of the moisturizer onto it, spreading the cold liquid on his face. He seemed a little uncomfortable at the change, but didn't object.
Once you were done, you tossed the two wipes in the trash. Wiping your hands on your shorts, Vash opened his eyes, and smiled.
"Wow, that does feel nice."
"See? Your face felt so soft once it had a little moisture added!" You grabbed the bottle of lotion on your left.
"Hey, Vash, wanna make the rest of you all soft? We could use that lotion. Got any rough skin spots?"
"We might as well fill the tub with it." He chuckled.
"Well, why don't I start with your chest and back? You can get your legs and other stuff on your own." You offered. He pondered a minute before nodding permission.
"Let me put my arm back on first." He commented, sliding his way over to the tank of the toilet where his arm sat. He winced once again as it clicked back into place. He rolled his shoulders, and tested the movement of his fingers and other joints. Content, he returned to his spot between your legs, "Where do you want me?" He gave a hollow smile.
You instructed him to face away from you so you could start with his back. You started at his left shoulder, giving his back a massage as you made your way down his shoulder, stopping just before the prosthetic. The skin around the border of metal and skin was definitely chapped, despite the healing from its apparent application. You were very careful in this spot.
You didn't spend too much time on his right shoulder either, since you planned to get his whole right arm once he turned around.
His back, however, was a different story. You were very delicate with the largest scar over his right shoulder, and the grate near his ribs. You made sure the lotion was properly rubbed in over every inch, lastly rubbing circles into the small of his back with your thumbs.
"Okay, you can turn around now."
"That was so relaxing." Vash's face was a deep shade of red. You wondered if he'd ever been touched so intimately.
"Well, you're about to be more relaxed. I gotta get your arm, and chest." You motioned for him to come closer. He obliged, and you once again rubbed more lotion into his chest. You were gonna have to buy this stuff in bulk. A bathtub full might not be enough. As you rubbed the lotion into his chest, it got you thinking.
"You know, Angel, you deserve to feel comfortable in your body."
"I do take care of my body."
"Having the body of sculpted marble is hot and all, but you're in a space you can be touchable now. You have resources to take care of yourself in a loving way, not just the ways for survival. Please take advantage of those. They don't have to be luxuries anymore." You told him. He seemed quiet for a bit while you rubbed in the last bit of lotion around that cute little cross scar on his hip.
"You're right. I've spent so long just… getting by. Surviving. I can finally rest now. Sometimes I can hardly believe it."
"You can spend the rest of your life in peace now, Vash. Nothing's gonna hurt us here." You said, leaning your forehead onto his chest. His arms surrounded you after a moment, and a gentle squeeze of a hug.
"I can rest now." He said as an affirmation.
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I love the concept of the dateables scaring a burglar off while they're still objects, especially when you're not home, but what would happen if the burglar got their hands on the dateviators?
Imagine if they found them in the attic inside Sophia and tried them on for the first time, only to turn around and see this –
(Not pictured is Dorian, Eddie, Volt and Tony getting ready to throw punches while Sophia gets the penny whip out).
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Random Three-or-more-somes that I think could absolutely work
(No explanation) (what are you, cops?) (there’s no reason, just a speedrun of what the title says)
Hector and Hanks. All of them. At the same time. I’ll discover new holes and stretch out pre-existing ones just so they can all go at the same time.
Luke and Kristof
Hector and Eddie and Volt.
Hector and Amir
Amir and Cabrizzio
Daisuke and Cabrizzio
Chance and Hector.
Cam and Dirk
Dirk and Washford and Drysdale
Dorian and Ben hwa.
Tony and Eddie and Volt.
Tony and Cabrizzio
Tony and Dorian.
Amir and Barry
Jean Loo and Johnny
Dorian and Johnny
Hector and another Hector
Hanks and Jean Loo
Tony and Hector
Jacques and Kristof
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