#millions knives x oc

[narrators-journal]

Bow to your god (rewrite)

I was lowkey so insanely ashamed of my kinktober writing for this that I finally fucking rewrote it. It still isn’t the best, but I feel much better about this version, so for my beloved boyfriend who asked, here’s an improved take that I wrote when not between depressive breakdowns.

The scent of grass and alcohol filled Amos’ nose as he kissed a feather-light trail up the tall, platinum blonde man’s strong thigh. His dark brown eyes half-lidded and slightly unfocused while he worked his way up to the man’s erection. Only to abruptly stop right before he could properly wrap his lips around his cock when the glint of a silver blade caught the cathedral’s light a mere centimeter from the long-haired man’s nose. “Don’t you dare put your filth mouth on me, you filthy animal.” Millions Knives snarled down at the engineer. His pale blue-green eyes as cold as an icecube despite the clear arousal that stood proudly before Amos, who pursed his lips for a moment before he spoke. “No offense, sir. But, how else am I supposed to ‘relieve’ you then? Because you’ve already threatened to kill me if I actually fuck you.” His slightly dry voice laced with a bit of amusement at the very light, oddly-colored blush dusted across Knives’ cheeks. You can’t call him a dumbfuck, Amos. He can flay you. “Watch your fucking mouth, Amos.” The beautiful man growled while he kept the lethal tendril of metal trained on the silver-haired man’s well-trained, casual expression like a cobra. “Just because I’m allowing you to touch me in this manner, that doesn’t mean you can talk to me like a whore.” You’re ‘allowing’ me to? As if I was the one fuming around like a bitter brat? All I did was joke that you need to get laid, but okay, bastard. “Right, I am very sorry, Master Knives.” He offered in place of his thoughts, but Knives’ blades still struck at the engineer’s tanned cheek. Though, afterwards, he retracted the weapon expectantly.

And Amos was quick to notice the way that the blonde’s pale eyes locked onto the crimson blood that now trickled down the silver-haired engineer’s tanned cheek, the scent of grass strengthening in the air as the independent plant’s dick seemed to twitch ever so slightly. But, he decided against the comment that he felt on the tip of his tongue and instead said, “What if I just jerked you off? I’d still need to use my spit or something for lubricant, but it wouldn’t be as much as if I gave you a blowie.” as he watched the blonde’s pale eyes dance with anger, disgust, and a brief zip of embarrassment that was swiftly covered by a more acceptable annoyance as he puffed out a curt, “Fine.” with little else but a swift glance to the trickle of crimson that dripped down Amos’ cheek

And while Amos still felt a strong urge to taunt the independent plant for his apparent interest, he refrained once again to spare himself another slash to the face or throat. Instead, he spit into his hand and wrapped his fingers around Knives’ thick cock to begin to stroke and spread his saliva over his length with a slow, steady pace. The silver-haired engineer able to somewhat bask in the subtle ways Knives’ expression twitched with each stroke of the man’s calloused skin over the sensitive flesh of his cock.

And, while Millions Knives was an intimidating man, with a muscular physique that deserved to be carved in marble, almost no morals, platinum hair worn in a bit of a buzzcut, and captivatingly pale greenish-blue eyes, Amos found him equally as beautiful. So, even as the blonde seemed to only focus on the blood on his face, and was one step away from homicide, the silver-haired engineer began to kiss along his inner thigh again. Each twitch he felt against his lips or palm was a fresh zap of electricity through him. So, when those bladed tendrils manifested again to wrap around Amos’ throat like a lethal collar, he wasn’t terrified. “Just don’t forget who has the power here.” Knives growled while the cold silver metal of the blades slid over the tan skin of his throat. “You mean less to me than a rabbit would to a fox.” Sure, Nai. As if I’m not needed for your machine.The engineer thought, but only verbalized a simple, “Yes Master.” as he continued to pump his hand up and down the blonde’s length to make his head loll back slightly.

Which, Amos took as an opportunity to drink in the way his muscular chest rose and fell, his pristine, pale skin, and the way that his face was almost peaceful. Except, of course, for when the pleasure twisted his face, which turned the near peaceful expression into a more amusing, attractive one as the engineer’s hand moved faster and his grip tightened slightly.

Something that Knives let him do with little but a shudder and a small breath. Though, the silver-haired man wasn’t cruel enough to ignore the joy the blonde refused to acknowledge. “Am I doing any good at this, Master Knives?” “You’re passable, I suppose. Though I could do better on my own.” he snapped, his eyes still closed and his head still back as his next words came out breathless and less focused on Amos. “Just proves how much better than you I am…Better looking, stronger, less emotional...You’re utterly powerless against me…”

He continued to boast about his power and list the man’s short comings, the silver-haired engineer continued to stroke his cock and admire his physique while he twitched and throbbed in his grip. Even the metal tendril around his neck began to twist and dig into his neck for more of the crimson that Knives seemed to focus on so easily in a show of the pleasure he barely showed. Though, Amos mostly trusted the homicidal blonde to not kill him. At least, until the tendril of metal tightened around his throat while Knives’ expression twisted more into a snarl.

Granted, the expression was just a warning to the orgasm that made his thick cock throb, twitch a heartbeat before warm cream spewed onto his hand. The thick fluid even managed to splatter onto the engineer’s cheek to mix slightly with the blood that had already been there from the initial cut.

Which, was a sight that earned a more obvious, malicious grin from the blonde that stood over him and watched the silver-haired man pluck a rag from his pocket to wipe away the cum from his hand and face. “Alright. You can leave now.” He said simply, his voice flat and cold even though his breath was still quick and he still smelled of grass and rubbing alcohol. “Yes sir. Also, just so you know, Legato will probably be around soon to make a report.” Amos left it at that. He didn’t bother with a warning about the air still reeking of sex and pollen despite the handjob, he just left before he was stabbed.

[doodleferp]

I hope Knives and his goons don't find out about Vash and Aris kids

They find out once the family leaves Kasted and makes for Home. But the thing to remember is that Knives doesn't hate Vash and Ari -- the Gung-Ho-Guns do. Knives just believes they're misguided and need to be shown why humanity is so terrible. He doesn't hate them, and he wouldn't hate their children. Knives has no ill will against the quadruplets because they have done nothing other than be born into a world stacked against "their kind" from the start. They don't know how dangerous humans are because they haven't seen it, so it's not their fault they're misguided. In Knives's mind, the quadruplets are the only truly innocent party in this conflict and he won't put their lives at risk if he can help it. He may even use them as another excuse to eliminate humanity.

But fun fact! The quadruplets are not the first kids that Ari's had! Ari and the twins have had a long, tumultuous history, and they were actually a throuple for several decades. At one point in their past, the boys knocked her up and she had twins! Two beautiful little girls named Indira and Sylvia, fathered by Knives and Vash respectively. Like their younger siblings, Indira and Sylvia grew at twice the rate a normal human would. Unfortunately, something...rather unfortunate happened to the girls when they were about six or seven, and they are now presumed dead or worse. The trauma from it drove them apart and led Ari to swear off having children for a very long time.

Idk how to work them into the 1998 timeline since Ari and the boys would only be together for a short time, but I have figured out a way to put them in Stampede. I'll put up the full backstory if anyone wants to hear it!

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This post has been in my head rent free ngl

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Dont perceive me this is so ooc and self indulgent 😩

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Wildflower - Trigun Stampede high fantasy Au

description; taking Trigun stampede, No Man's Land (Gunsmoke), the characters, the struggles, and more i have crafted a high fantasy Au where Nai (Knives Millions) is the king of the kingdom of July and slowly falls in love with his gardener (my oc). the story however, does not stop at just their romance, while it is the center point many other things are going on in the background; Vash running away, Elendira planing a coupe de ta, Conrad doing some real fishy things, the threat of the worms tribes, the threat of the eye of micheal.

this is a lot to this au that i am really exited to share with ya'll and i'll get to covering it too!

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Chibi Commission-OcxCanon Trigun

Commission for @gracynvh !! ^^

Thank you for commission me and your trust on my work 💕

The inspiration for the commission ambient it's a very popular illustration of Pierrot and Columbina, and I'm very proud of how it looks.

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My trigun oc Lotus. This has both their Trigun Tampede version and Trigun Maximum versions. Lotus is a different type of independent plant. I felt it would be fitting that if Knives ever did get into a relationship, he would most definitely choose to be with another plant.

Lotus goes by They/Them

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Simple ship commission for @eternitys-servent of her Trigun OC and Knives!! Thank you so much for commissioning me, dear! 🥰❤

[narrators-journal]

gib knives x amos with 8, 26, and of course the obligatory 30

Yet another ask for my lovely boyfriend <3 He’s the only one I’ll probably write Trigun content for, lol. Tho, this one was a bit easier than the first to write, so yay! I hope it came out as well as I think it did, I tried my best for more variety here, even if that sort of cost me the more prominent usage of primalplay or bodyworship. I did get the knifeplay kink tho, and the other two kinks are THERE, they just aren’t that strong. Idk why, but bodyworship is a consistent challenge for me :/. Also, primalplay is a hell of a kink to try and balance with a character who canonically hates humans. I know we’re breaking canon with this pair, but still lololol.

Anwyays! Again, I hope you enjoy, and, again to the trigun fandom, sadly I don’t think I will make a habit of writing for this franchise very often. So, if you’d like to partake in this kinktober event, check if any of your other interests are fandoms I do write for!

Kinktober prompt list: Here

Kinktober masterlist: Here

CW: Knifeplay, blood is drawn, handjobs, cum kinda makes a mess. There’s a hint of primalplay, I tried to maintain its essence and what makes it hot, at least, and a light sprinkle of body worship at least. I tried.

Amos kissed a trail along the inner thigh of the tall blonde he was knelt in front of. His dark brown eyes half closed as he slowly made his way up to the erection that waited for him. All while Knives looked down at him with barely an ember of his clear arousal in his pale green eyes. Though, the point of a knife swiftly stopped the silver-haired man before he could wrap his lips around the tip and take the deranged blonde into his mouth properly “Don’t you dare put your filthy mouth on me, you disrespectful animal.” He snarled down at the silver-haired man, who just pursed his lips, “How else am I supposed to ‘relieve’ you then? You already said you’d kill me if I tried to actually fuck you, but you told me to get rid of your mood, remember?” He pointed out in his dry voice, unbothered by the egotistical man’s venom. Only to get another snarl and the searing pain of one of the blonde’s knife-like appendage across his tanned cheek for a counter to his logic. “Watch your fucking mouth, Amos. Just because I’m allowing you to touch me in this manner doesn’t mean you can talk to me so filthily.” Knives spat, the bladed extension of the independent plant kept menaced at the human’s face while he simply held the blonde’s gaze with his own bored expression from the floor of Knives’ fancy piano room. Though, internally, the engineer did grumpily fume to himself, You’re ‘allowing’ me to? As if you didn’t ask me to make your little ‘mood’ go the fuck away? While Knives glared down at him for another long moment before he retracted the blade.

And, when he did, Amos was quick to notice how the plant’s eyes shifted to lock onto the slow trickle of blood that crawled down the silver-haired man’s tanned cheek from the gash the blonde had left. But, Amos knew better than to call that glance out. If he had, he would’ve been stabbed in the head, so instead he just offered a compromise to move the conversation along. “What if I just jerk you off? I’d still need to use my spit or something for lubricant, but less of it than if I sucked you off.” a bit of slightly cruel amusement in his soul as he watched Knives’ expression shift and change at his proposal. From angry, to disgusted, to embarrassed, then back to anger and disgust. Where it seemed to settle as a cover, even when he quietly huffed, “Fine.” without looking down at the human beyond another glance at the blood on the silver-haired man’s cheek.

Which, Amos brushed off with a shake of his head before he spit into his hand and wrapped his fingers around the blonde’s cock to begin a slow, steady pace. Less because of actual fear of the knife-happy man nor to tease, and more to simply bask in how Knive’s expression twitched with each stroke of the man’s calloused hand over the sensitive flesh of his cock.

Even when his knife-like powers reactivated to wrap around the man’s throat, the long-haired engineer wasn’t actually that scared. He knew how important he was to the deranged blonde, even when the man that stood over him grinned, “Just don’t forget who has the power here.” He growled as the cold metal he commanded slid over the thin skin of the human’s neck. “You mean less to me than a rabbit would to a fox.” I mean, think you like me more than that, but, sure. Amos thought. But, instead of risking his life to poke at the man, Amos just nodded quietly and kept his hand moving so that Knives could close his eyes and seeemingly marinate in the friction and warmth rather than continue his monologue.

Once he let his head loll back, though, Amos’ attention returned to studying him. His expression, the light rise and fall of his beautifully sculpted chest, and even running the pads of his fingers back along the path his mouth had taken along the inside of the man’s well-developed muscles of the blonde’s strong legs.

Which, Knives let him do with nothing but a shudder. The care with which the engineer’s fingers traced over the muscles of his thigh enough to make his cock twitch and throb against the human’s roughened palm as he moved it up and down at a slightly faster pace now. “Am I doing any good at this?” the man asked, not cruel enough to starve the blonde the pleasure he seemed to get from talking down to him. Mostly because it gave the silver-haired man a chance to relish the disgusting truth that the blonde refused to admit. “You’re passable. Though I could do better on my own.” He snapped, his eyes still closed as he spoke, his next words a little more breathless and less aimed directly at Amos. “Just proves how much better I am than you...How easily I could kill you, and how powerless you are…”

The more that the humanoid creature boasted of the power he held over the man sat between his feet while he leaned against his piano, the more slurred his words became. And the more his dick twitched and leaked warmed precum onto the man’s fingers. And, the more he throbbed while the engineer stroked his length and traced the muscles of his lower body, the more the blonde’s power bit into Amos’ throat while the independent plant shuddered. Though, it wasn’t enough to cut his carotid artery, Knives was careful of that, at least.

Though, that control wavered a bit when Knives’ expression twisted and his jaw clenched. His cock able to give one or two more twitches before thick ropes of cream covered Amos’ hand and managed to splatter onto his cheek. Which, got a disgusted grimace from the silver-haired engineer before he swiped the thick fluid off of his face and hand while Knives’ power returned to wherever it spawned. “Alright, you can leave now.” The blonde ordered, his breath still a bit quick, his paler skin now covered in a bit of floral-scented sweat, and his cool-toned eyes studying one of the statues that kept him company in his piano room. But, Amos didn’t take that personally, he just stood up and did his best to staunch the shallow cuts on his neck. “Fine, by the way, Legato’ll probably come by to report soon, so…”

Amos didn’t dare warn the independent plant to air the stench of sex out of the room. After a moment like that, he’d get skewered like a kebab for trying. So, he just left the room and went to return to his own work.

[doodleferp]

Picture it: deep space, 2440. A baby girl gets dropped in a Plant tank by her postpartum-afflicted mother and was kept alive by the Plant inside for two full weeks. She is then given a rotation of caretakers while living on the ship, and eventually got herself some more company when another Plant gave birth to two little boys.

Dorothy, that baby girl was Ari. And I spent the past week and a half rewriting her backstory because I am a self indulgent hoe

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Sometimes joy is drawing silly outfit swaps with your fave characters and your self inserts UwU

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teehee

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i really messed with the coloring not gonna lie ;;;