#soft vashwood

[snazzystarss]

happy pride!!! hope everyones been having a good pride month :))

[tianngel]

Soft vashwood

[isawjamfirst]

like any other human, Nicholas D. Wolfwood feels. and when he feels, he feels a little too much. and when there are too many feelings going on inside him, he wants them all.

or

wolfwood is hopeless around vash.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Trigun Stampede (Anime 2023), Trigun (Anime & Manga 1995-2008) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Vash the Stampede/Nicholas D. Wolfwood Characters: Vash the Stampede (Trigun), Nicholas D. Wolfwood (Trigun), Meryl Stryfe (Trigun) - mentioned, Roberto de Niro (Trigun) - mentioned, Millions Knives (Trigun) - mentioned

Against all odds, that spikey punk eventually says, “You don’t have to do this, you know,”

Which summons enough energy for Wolfwood to finally get annoyed. “Still a vague statement, sweetheart,”

For a while, he receives no response from the spikey mess sitting huddled on the bed in front of him, red coat and black turtleneck long discarded on the dusty wooden floor. That’s fine by him, really. He can do this all night. What’s another silent treatment gonna do, drive him up the fucking wall?

But eventually the air shifts.

“I’ve been doing this for a very long time on my own,” Vash explains, still in that soft voice that betrays the gravity of his own statement. “I’m not …”

Wolfwood can hear the gears in his brain gyrating about, it’s almost too painful to let the silence stretch further. “Not what?”

It takes another painstaking amount of time before the man grinds out, “Brittle.”

At this, the hand that has been hovering near Vash’s rapidly healing wound comes to rest on his bare skin, fists curled loosely around the extracted bullet. “Never said you were weak, blondie,” Wolfwood mutters around his cigarette, focusing on the age-old scars and stitches littering across Vash’s bare back.

Vash glances over his shoulder partly, just enough for Wolfwood to be able to make out that rueful smile ghosting over his kind features. “You don’t have to,”

Okay, now this guy is getting on his nerves. “S’that supposed to mean?” the indignance in his voice is making him feel like a child.

Granted, Vash chooses this time to be frank with his thoughts. “I can take care of myself, Wolfwood,” he tells him patiently, as if knowing Wolfwood would snap within half a second. “You don’t have to do all this.”

Wolfwood catches himself before he opens his mouth to retort, apparently coming to the horrifying realisation that there is more than one response to that, one of them being his lack of options and the other being the complete opposite of that – the latter of which will require more digging into his persistently dead soul and is, quite frankly, a rather treacherous path to tread. It’s bad enough that the thought has surfaced. God knows what elusive conclusions he might arrive at should he ruminate on it.

“What, so you can continue your martyr act?”

“Do I have a choice?” Vash says it like he has rehearsed this over his head for decades, awfully content with the providence.

Yes, you do! That selfish prick inside of him wants to yell, yet not daring to delve into the idea. Why does he care? Why should he care? The worst thing about it is Wolfwood doesn’t know how he should word the alternative without shifting the trajectory of Vash’s moral principles – sweet, kind and beautiful Vash, unwavering and determined to preserve his ground with humanity. Because that man can easily deflect the same question right at him and Wolfwood would rather be swallowed by a grand worm than put a smidgeon of thought to it.

So while Wolfwood wallows in yet another moral crisis, Vash continues his musings, “Is that so bad?”

The truthful answer is no, it isn’t so bad. Optimism is a bitch, but it could rub off on anyone. In fact, Wolfwood would praise the man for his courage if he weren’t such a dumb fucking idiot most of the time. It’s not bad, because the man is stronger than him, has a solid principle that he sticks by all his life, because he is actually such a respectable person despite the infamous claims about him. It’s not bad, because what would Wolfwood give to be the man of his calibre, to taste even the slightest of his sanguine worldview?

But because Wolfwood is a selfish bitch, he says, “Would it kill you to protect yourself every once in a while, blondie?”

And Vash must have caught the tone as a resigned one, because he turns his body halfway but keeps his face set on the wall opposite. “No,” he replies, and Wolfwood almost swipes his forehead for being a smart mouth before the man continues, “but it would kill them.”

And ain’t that the truth?

[raepliica]

flustered woowoo😔🫶

[artofalassa]

Monster

[ruporas]

endless love!

[ID Two drawing collage pages of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. In the first collage, top corner, Wolfwood looks upwards disgruntled with a flushed expression, lying against a pillow, as his hair is being pet by Vash's hand. Next shows Vash and Wolfwood from behind, Wolfwood with his top bare and hickies covers around his nape area. Vash lifts hair away from his nape and asks, "More?" Wolfwood nervously says, "No." Next is a side profile of Vash, his arms around Wolfwood from behind while Wolfwood rests his hands against Vash's arms. Next to this are two smaller drawings; Vash turns to Wolfwood and says repetitively, "Wolfwood, Wolfwood..." Wolfwood, not looking at him, says "What?" He finally turns his head and looks shocked as he exclaims, "So close!" Vash says plainly, "You just noticed?" Below these is a drawing of Vash and Wolfwood sitting together as Vash kisses and hugs him from behind with his right arm around Wolfwood's neck and his left hand around his side. He also has his right leg propped against Wolfwood's knee. Bottom of the page has a comic. Wolfwood looks annoyed, speaking to himself, "Where is that idiot?! Need to get out of town before--" A chat bubble exclaims, "Wolfwood!" The next panel shows Vash running from the townspeople, small text saying "Get him! Vash the stampede!". Wolfwood, mad and about to pull the Punisher off his shoulder, says, "Argh, you fucking dumbass!" Vash exclaims, "Ah, don't!" before pulling Wolfwood into a quick kiss. He then tugs on Wolfwood's collar and says, "There's no need to shoot, just run!" Wolfwood stammers, "R-right..." with a flushed, dumbstruck expression.

Second collage; Top left, Wolfwood spoons Vash in bed, his arms around his chest and the other beneath Vash's head. Vash has his hand on top of Wolfwood's as he sleeps while Wolfwood lies awake. Behind this drawing is faint sketches of Vash's face. In a small panel, Wolfwood hides in Vash's neck as he mumbles to himself "Stop. Stop thinking embarrassing things, Wolfwood..." Beneath this drawing is another of them in bed, Vash now turned to Wolfwood and a hand on his cheek as he kisses him good morning. In a simpler style, Vash wraps an arm tightly around wolfwood with the text "snork mimimi" next to him while Wolfwood says, "We need to get up. Spikey! HEY!" In this corner, there are faint sketches of Vash and Wolfwood; one of them looking at each other; Vash kissing Wolfwood's forehead; Wolfwood saying, "Hand" with an outstretch hand and Vash says "ok" behind a drawing of them holding hands, both turned away from each other shyly. Next is a 4 panel comic. First shows Wolfwood's face getting squished by Vash's hands with the text "squish" around his face. Next, his cheeks are stretched with the text "Chee--" Wolfwood then hits Vash's face with his palm, exclaimining "That hurts!" The last shows Vash on Wolfwood's lap, smiling to himself as he continues to have Wolfwood's face in his hands. Next to this is another comic; A close up of their hands, Vash holding Wolfwood's with both of his. He then kisses the palm of Wolfwood's palm and says, "They're soft!" Wolfwood looks at him with flushed cheeks, "There's no way that's true..." END ID]

[caecia]

kissy

[softsoaps]

twist me open like a bottle, drink as much as you’d like.

bonus:

[kitamars]

inhaling insane amounts of copium rn

[creepycoffins]

can’t be close enough

[checkadii]

may i offer you more of them on this yaoiful day

[snazzystarss]

In Eden…

inspired by / redraw of “Two Women Laying Down in the Grass” by Henri Frans Hubert

[rayewarrrd]

matthew 5:9

[virgothozul]

[raepliica]

!! look at the bugs i found under a rock!!

[stefisdoingthings]

to live in peace

(vague redraw of this)