#bc i have absolutely zero self control and i love me a good chase sequence

[elemmacil]

"Blaspheming Rhapsody" | Trigun | Vash/Wolfwood | Explicit | 8.1k

Vash does have his priorities in order, thank you. Wolfwood will come to learn this. Or maybe he’ll just come.

For all the lambasting he’s wont to do about battlefield tactics and triage and self-preservation and whatnot, Wolfwood is the one awfully preoccupied with the contents of Vash’s coat. “You packed your strap,” he hears Wolfwood mutter behind him, aghast, as they move quickly across yet another rooftop, “but not even a single bullet?”

Edit: new link because I accidentally deleted this fic and had to repost it completely. RIP to me.