#trigun stampede headcanons

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[thetismcave]

Hey y’all :)

You know how Vash can hear Plants in pain on a frequency humans can’t? Yeah? okay

Now, consider, Vash sending out his own subsonic distress signal when he’s badly hurt or in emotional pain. Unconsciously calling for help or consciously trying to self-soothe. It doesn’t really matter which, because nobody can hear it either way, can they? :))

(and the ones that can hear it are either those physically unable to do anything but listen.. or those who would take that vulnerability as weakness to exploit)

[nekooru]

₊ ☾⋆ tripede boys cuddle hcs ⋆⁺₊⋆

vash. wolfwood. knives.

synopsis: some cute lil cuddle hcs for the tripede boys!!

tags: trigun stampede, headcanons, cuddling, cute, fluff, short hc drabbles, knives is just a teeny tiny bit angsty

w/c: 1149

a/n: yep yep been wanting to post some tripede for a whilee

headcanon

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vash

☾. vash will cuddle you in every method virtually possible, most of the time adapting to whatever position you're already in. are you sitting up on a flat surface? he's on his stomach, laying between your legs and wrapping his arms around your waist as his head rests in your lap. laying down? most of the time, he wiggles against you to be the little spoon, but will be the big spoon every once in a while. in a chair? is there room beside you? if so, he'll lean against your side and drape an arm over your shoulder. no room? he picks you up, sits down, and places you in his lap. vash will always find a way to be attached to you.

☾. just out of politeness, he'll sheepishly laugh and ask if he's invading your space. he prays to whatever is out there for you to reply that he's not, and when you affirm that he's not, he gets a burst of energy and squeezes you tightly in elation. if you say that he is, in fact, too much in your space, he immediately separates and apologizes. although he tries to hide it, his disappointment is apparent as he childishly sulks for a minute before his mood improves again.

☾. while you're cuddling, he loves nothing more than to hear you talk about anything and everything. he encourages you to talk about your day, dreams for your future, and anything else that comes to mind. he moves his thumb in circles over your skin as he stares lovingly, a light smile gracing his lips. you pause every so often at his dreamy expression to make sure he's still listening, and he always is.

☾. you run your fingers through his fluffy, blond hair as he tightens his hold around your waist. you note how the fingers of his prosthetic arm feel cold through your shirt, and inversely, his real fingers feel warm against your other side. his eyes are closed, and his chest heaves with each breath; you wonder if he fell asleep. the plant patterns on his face vaguely glow in the light at his comfort, and you can't help but softly touch them with your finger tips. vash's eyes slowly half open, and you retract your hand quickly. he smiles. "hey... do you think they're weird?" you blink, considering the question. "huh? your markings? i don't know, i think they're pretty." his smile widens and he exhales, touched by your answer. "not as pretty as you, though," he replies.

wolfwood

☾. despite all his complaining about how his arm is falling asleep, wolfwood's favorite cuddle position is laying in bed on his back with you curled against his chest, nestled in the crook of his arm.

☾. he secretly loves your before-bed zoomies, when you have the sudden burst of energy to pester him. a thin grin spreads across his lips as he provokes you into initiating a wrestling match, which he entertains for several moments, before showing you just how strong nicholas the punisher was. "that's not fair," you would whine as he rubs his rough, scruffy facial hair against your cheek. "yeah, well. life isn't fair, sweetheart," he replies.

☾. wolfwood wasn't often the type for late night conversations. he finds himself dozing off as you talk about whatever you're talking about; it's not for a lack of appreciation, but moreso a deep comfort from laying with you that hypnotizes him, lulls him into sleep. as a guttural snore cuts through your words, you jostle wolfwood awake, offended. "you fell asleep while i was talking," you scold. wolfwood will endlessly insist that he did not, in fact, fall asleep.

☾. one night, after you had told wolfwood that you were staying the night at a friend's, you decided to come home anyway. you slipped into the bedroom, feeling your way to your side of the bed, only to promptly fall against metal. you groaned as the collision echoed throughout the room. "nicholas!! you were cuddling with your cross?!" wolfwood groggily raises his head up as you sandwich yourself between the headboard and cross, pushing against the latter with all your might. it didn't even budge. "it's hard to sleep without you," he mutters, grabbing the cross and effortlessly swinging it over the edge of the bed to gently place on the floor. your frustration melted away the second he turned back over and pulled you against him.

knives

☾. more often than not, you'll have to be the one to initiate cuddling with knives as he lays up in bed reading, or at the very least, ask him to cuddle you. he loves you dearly, but he forgets that physical affection is a thing that exists. when prompted to cuddle, he'll reflect for a moment to analyze whether he's been giving you enough affection lately or not. "i'm sorry. i need to initiate these things more," he says, wrapping his arm along your side and holding your chin. you smile and and run your thumb over his frown. "don't worry so much," you reply.

☾. he loves to envelop you entirely; he places his hand firmly against the back of your head as you nestle in the crook of his neck, and his other arm presses your body tightly against his. his leg rests over yours, and your hands are against his chest. sometimes, he plants a kiss against your hair. you feel safe as his larger form curls around you, and he feels at peace in your presence.

☾. knives admittedly isn't the best at relationships or knowing exactly what will make you feel happy. he often asks for feedback, what he could do better, or if there's anything new he could try. although, he hates that he has to ask these things in order to understand— knives isn't used to concepts that don't come naturally to him, and he wants to be the best he can for you right away. no matter how much you reassure him, you can tell he feels inadequate as a significant other anyway.

☾. he scowls, although not in anger, but more like intense focus. his lips part to say something, but close for several moments, and open again. "thank you..." he begins, considering his words very carefully. "thank you for being so patient with me. i know i'm— i'm... different. and still learning. thank you for letting me be with you." his face softens as his sentence finishes, and he looks at you. you smile and hold his face in your hands; the fact that knives feels safe enough to express such vulnerability warms you to your core. "nai. i don't want anything in the world other than to be with you. you make me so happy, and you treat me so well, okay? i hope you'll always remember that." he bows his head, leaning into your hold, eventually melting against you in an embrace.

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[whirlwindimagines]

Would be a terrible shame if someone were to ask for more of reader taking care of Vash and telling him how beautiful and amazing he is.

It would be :) well if someone gotta and I guess it’s gonna be me! I like writing about established relationships as well so here this! And yes I like cheesy nicknames lol <3 I also wrote this while watching John Wick lol two very different vibes lol

'I'll be your shelter'

Vash x Reader

Your staring how could you not? Vash was sitting across from you at the small table in the hotel room the two of you were sharing, he was taking apart his gun. You should be doing something productive, but you can’t keep your eyes off of him. 

Vash must have noticed your staring because he looks up at you and you can see the questioning look in his eyes, you just smile which causes him to blush. “What?” He squeaks out, you tilt your head thinking over your response. You smirk, you know he’s been a little down on himself and well you want to change that, you love him so much. 

“Just admiring my pretty boy” the sentience has the desired effect you watch in delight when his whole face goes impossibly red and he starts to stutter over his words. You don’t let him get a word in as reach across the table grabbing his hands in yours

You rub your thumbs over his knuckles, “why don’t you take a break, let me take care of you please.” You beg, pouting at him, “please don’t tease me” he whines, and you frown.

“I’m not, it’s been a rough couple of days for the both of us and we’ll I want you to know how much I appreciate everything you do.” And you really mean it, you know Vash can be weird about receiving compliments, so you're trying to be sincere as possible. 

His hands tremble slightly, “I feel like I should be taking care of you.” He admits quietly, you bring his hands up to your face placing a kiss on his knuckles, “You already do, I don’t need anything else.” You drop his hands to stand and walk around the table so you're at his side, he glances at you shyly.

You grab his chin forcing him to look up at you, “Vash, I love you very much, but you got to stop getting lost in that head of yours.” You say using your other hand to gently tap his forehead, he relaxes in your hold and you consider that a win. 

Moving to sit in his lap, you can hear him take a sharp intake of breath, wrapping your arms around his neck you press a kiss to his cheek. He wraps his arms around your waist and you smile. Resting your cheek on top of his head, “I love you too.” He whispers, you bring one of your hands up to brush through his hair scratching gently at his undercut. 

Pressing a kiss to his temple you smile contently, “I know Sunshine, how lucky am I to be sitting in the lap of the prettiest boy ever” you're teasing him now, and he groans, burying his face in your shoulder.

“Don’t get all shy on me now baby.” His grip tightens on you as he lets out a whine, “you’re enjoying this too much.” You laugh cupping his face with your hands so you can bring his face closer to yours. Squishing his cheeks together you kiss his lips, pulling back with a pleased ‘hum’

“Of course, I am, it’s you.” You reply eyes softening as he blushes, and you touch your forehead to his. Your arms settled back around his neck. Closing your eyes when you feel his hands move from your waist, trailing up your sides, over your shoulders and neck, and finally resting them on your face.

You open your eyes when you feel Vash cup your face, your breath catches in your throat at the soft look he’s giving you, now it’s your turn to blush as he pulls you in for another kiss. Pulling away with a light gasp as he pulls your body closer to his, “now you’re making me blush” you whisper against his lips. 

“And here I thought I was supposed to be taking care of you.” You continue with a pout, as he moves his hands from your face to your sides giving you a squeeze that makes you laugh. You put your hands on his chest to shove him back a bit. 

Vash can only look at you with wide eyes, so amazed by you and everything you do. And how you continue to stay by his side and try to make him feel better no matter what. He only wishes he could do more for you, 

He’s lost in thought again, but is brought back when your gentle hands run through his hair, “where’d you go?” You ask softly, “nowhere I’m right here.” He answers hugging you tightly too him, dropping a kiss on top of his head, you hold him just as tightly. You glance at the table where his gun is still in pieces, and you sigh, “you should probably put that back together.” 

He doesn’t answer, burying his face into the crook of your neck, “I’d rather stay like this.” He presses a kiss to your neck after he says this and it makes your heart skip a beat, you can’t bear to deny him such a simple pleasure, “alright handsome, as long as you need.” 

“Oh, now I’m handsome?” He teases, you roll your eyes he lets out a yelp when you pinch and pull his cheek, he pulls his head back to look at you leaning in you kiss the cheek you just pinched, and then just because you can you give a kiss to his beauty mark. “Yes, a very pretty handsome big baby, that I love very much and that I want to give lots of kisses to” your smile widens as he blushes a bright red.

“Do you want me to continue?” You tease, “I think I get your point!” He says leaning back in the chair and closing his eyes, you just give a soft laugh. Patting his face lightly with your hand, he turns his blue gaze on you. “I know I like to tease you, but I really do love you, Vash.” You know you are blushing and you are not able to hold his gaze for long, but he doesn’t let you look away his hands reaching out quickly to grab your face. 

Vash’s eyes are watering, God you love your crybaby. “Thank you, I don’t know what I would do without you Stardust.” Giving Vash another kiss on the lips, you smile when you pull back. “Not know your worth that’s for sure.” He just kisses you, and you happily lean into the kiss as well. You’ll probably spend the rest of the night like this, but you really don’t mind how could you, there’s nowhere you’d rather be.

[adaelines]

Desert Nights Aren't So Bad In Your Arms.

vash the stampede x reader

no warnings, just hurt/comfort! reader is overwhelmed at the constant travel and vash comforts them

The desert at night is cold. It's a common fact on Gunsmoke that once the suns set, everyone with a will to live should be at home with a fire going, keeping the cold outside and your family in. 

So the fact you have to camp outside, in the middle of nowhere, with four others who love to bicker isn’t the easiest thing. If the cold doesn’t settle in your bones and make it hard to sleep, Meryl and Wolfwood squabbling over the fire would. You don’t know what they’re actually fighting about, other than it's nothing serious, and you don’t have the energy to care at the moment. You’re sitting on the side of the car that isn’t facing them, wrapped up in your coat and as many warm items you could find. Nothing was wrong, per say, but when travelling for so long in a place so bare and barren like the desert, people were bound to get tired. You were exhausted, bones and muscles aching after being sat in a car, squeezed between two men who were both strong and full of muscles to prove it. It left you with little space, and as close as you were to Vash and Wolfwood, sitting between them for hours on end quickly became too much.

Leant back against the car, you let out a quiet sigh and leant your head back. Despite the coldness, despite having absolutely no idea where you were, the sky at night was always something you loved. The desert at night was even better, with the only light being from the fire blazing behind you, it gave you ample opportunity to gaze at the stars and admire them. As you were focused on the stars above you, everyone else was getting ready to settle down for the night, settle down for sleep. Everyone apart from Vash, who had noticed that you weren’t with them, wanted to make sure you were okay. He cared for everyone in their group in their own ways, but he always had an incredibly big weak spot for you. Always looking out for you in the best ways he could, always keeping an eye on you even in the middle of a fight. So when you weren’t in your usual spot sitting beside him around the fire, he immediately noticed and immediately knew that something was up.

This concern for you is what led to Vash appearing from beside the car just as you had closed your eyes, the sudden appearance causing you to startle forward with a jolt. Vash quickly held one of his hands up in apology, the other holding a bowl of whatever they had made for dinner, a sheepish look on his face as he came to sit beside you, not too close as to give you your own space. 

‘’Hey, I noticed you weren’t at dinner! I brought you some food just in case but, i get it if it's too much,’’ He offered you a wide but gentle smile, tilting his head as he looked you over. You didn’t look sick or injured, but that didn’t mean you were okay. Placing the bowl down on the floor between you, he shuffled slightly closer. He didn’t want to push his luck too much, but he always enjoyed being close to you, even if you were just sitting with him in silence. ‘’You okay?’’ 

The softness in his voice was almost too much for you, tears immediately coming to your eyes. You quickly attempted to wipe them away, but not quick enough for Vash to not notice. He quickly moved close enough to wrap his arms around you, pulling you into him so you could rest your weight on him.. When you were fully pulled into him, he gently ran his prosthetic hand up and down your arm in a comforting manner, his other arm just holding you against him.

‘’Hey, hey it’s okay… it’s okay, I'm here…’’ 

The affection in his touch and voice was overwhelming, and you were quick to let out a mutter that you were fine, you were sorry for this, that Vash shouldn’t have to see you like this. He was quick to brush your words off, his arms tightening around you. He wanted to be here with you when you weren’t okay. In a selfish way, he wanted to be the one to comfort you, the one you could always come to and lean on, but right now he was just happy that he could be there for you.

‘’Can you tell me what’s wrong, mayfly? You don’t have to, but you know i’ll always be here for you.’’ His voice was soft, quiet and gentle. With your head held against his chest, it was easy for him to almost whisper to you, and you felt all consumed by him. His touch and voice was overwhelming, and being so close that you could feel him all around you didn’t help. It was a difficult feeling, one of longing and yearning, and despite how much it was you could not complain. 

‘’M’okay…’’ You muttered against him, closing your eyes and resting against where he was holding you. ‘’Today was just.. a lot. Nothing happened just..’’ 

‘’It’s okay, I get it! Sometimes things are just too much,’’ he offered a gentle smile and rested his cheek against the top of your head. ‘’You can let it all out, i’ve got you, mayfly.’’ 

Being held against him like this, his words so kind and caring, was somehow so comforting and so overwhelming at the same time. But you finally felt okay to cry, felt okay to sob into Vash’s chest and hold him as tightly as you could, your hands fisted the material on the back of his coat. Being this close to Vash was a great way to block out the rest of the world, to forget anything else apart from the two of you even existed, to hold him as close as you possibly could even with tears flowing down your face.

Vash held you as long as you needed to calm down, until quiet sobs turned into even quieter sniffles, until your grip on his back went weak and your body went slack against his. The entire time he was muttering gentle console to you, rocking back and forth in a comforting way. One of his hands was in your hair, gently running his fingers through the locks, and when you raised your head to look up at him, it moved to hold the back of your neck with a touch so gentle you could barely feel it. His voice was just as gentle when he spoke to you, quiet and with so much affection you felt like you could easily cry again.

‘’Are you okay? Do you… need anything?’’ The way he was always so kind, always so caring even when you’re upset for absolutely no reason, meant so much to you.

‘’No I'm… I'm okay. Thank you for being here,’’ you were surprised that Vash could even hear your voice, cracking and shaky from crying so hard, and under normal circumstances you would have been incredibly embarrassed about it. But Vash would never judge, would never care about that. ‘’Um.. C-can you stay with me, though?’’ 

Vash immediately gave you a smile so bright it made you flush, made a small smile come to your own face in return. He was always so warm, made even the coldest nights in the desert seem bearable, and his smile meant the world to you. He held you close, pressed his lips to the top of your head in a gentle kiss, and shuffled back to get cozy against the car with you. He would happily sleep here with you, even sleep with his back against the car and his neck crooked at an awkward angle, if it meant that you would be able to rest. 

And as he fed you the leftover dinner and talked to you quietly, you genuinely felt as if tomorrow would be okay.

[tenabrye]

I love the idea of inexperienced Vash who isnt ready to go all the way but cant keep his body from moving on its own when hes getting frisky with his s/o.

Could we get some grinding / dry humping headcanons for sweet desperate, whining, Vash? Not full nsfw but pretty damn close?

If not thats totally cool! We love babygirl Vash! Love youre writing too! Thank you!

I absolutely love this little idea, anon. ;)

The closest thing he can relate the feeling to is the heat of both of the planet's suns. It's intense, almost driving him over the edge and into unfamiliar territory when getting frisky with you, only for his senses to return and him to stop. He's a little breathless, slightly panting and you can clearly see the way his cheeks are flushed with color.

Neither of you had gone further than a heated make out, nor would you ever push to go further without one another's consent and readiness. Being so close with someone like this was a first for Vash, you knew that. It was why you never made him feel pressured into continuing when he wasn't ready.

You always tell him that everything is alright, and he shouldn't feel any sort of pressure to further things with you. That things will happen when the time is right, and when you both are fully ready for it. As much as he feels better about it, he can't help the gnawing feeling inside of him. The heat from the passionate kissing prior still swirling within his body.

He's vocal about the feeling within, but it doesn't catch you by surprise. Such things are bound to happen when doing stuff with the one you love. Vash is surprised when you offer to assist him, claiming that there are still certain things that can be done with each other's clothes still on.

His pretty blues are half-lidded as he watches you sit in his lap, practically grinding your rear across his clothed erection, the sensation causing a small groan to rumble from his throat. His hands are attached to your hips, fingers slightly digging into you as you continue grinding your lower half against him.

You're doing it slowly, savoring the expression on his face and the noises falling from his lips. It's new territory, one you're both eagerly willing to explore and enjoy. But you're going too slow for his tastes, and he can't help but let out what you can only describe as a whine.

It certainly catches you off-guard, but you continue grinding on him. You hear the noise again, followed by a slight beg for you to increase the pace. With your hands having been on his shoulders the duration of this, you can't help but squeeze them gently as your lower half picks up the pace.

With the friction increased, Vash lets out a small moan, one different than the countless others you've heard when making out with him. This one sounded soft, submissive, as if it was another attempt at begging.

His neediness was astounding, having never experience such a side from him before. You certainly would remember this for later. For now, you went back to staring at the lovely man whose lap you were grinding in, his head now hung back a little with his eyes still half-lidded.

You couldn't help but chuckle at his appearance, savoring it for a moment longer before you ceased moving. The friction suddenly vanished, and you heard him let out yet another whine, to which you responded with a shake of your head, telling him this can be finished at a later date.

[slothpoth]

Uncanny Vash and Knives Hcs

I just finished TriMax like— today so now I feel more comfortable being Public with hcs

TW: Body horror and the like

I’m gonna format this by saying overall hcs and then getting specific on how both of them treat/adapt to these hcs and what personal differences they have

Duo Headcannons

Every time their voicebox reopens their voice takes on a different tone

Most of the time it’s imitating voices they’ve heard in the past, sometimes it’s a weird amalgamation of them creating a new voice.

For example when they only knew Rem their voices would sometimes go a bit too high pitched like it’s their original voice mixed with Rem or just straight up Rem

Their eyes are very glassy and doll-like

I won’t say life less because they can still emote but I think when they’re at rest it’d be very like IB/ Mad Father Doll Room Tease

I’m playing with the idea of them not blinking but I wanna make it freakier somehow so maybe they blink inconsistently? Like one eye will blink every hour and the other every two hours?

The surface of their skin is always feels like there’s an electric current underneath, like you touch their arm and they have buzzies

Independents in general start off looking very uncanny as a newborn, grow into a child that looks very human, and as they rapidly age they start to become more plant like again (got inspo for this from possuminatrenchcoat_27 on tiktok)

This could possibly be a newer adaptation after what happened with Tesla assuming that Tesla is the first instance of an independent/ the first instance of an vs independent getting brutalized like that.

When they get antsy or any high tension you’d be able to see their respective abilities kind of…..moving under their skin

When the tension or emotion gets too much they start to like leak whatever their thing is, think “Hikaru” from The Summer Hikaru Died

When they bleed it’s a mixture of blood of sometimes a feather or a leaf or two

Viewing their “human” visages as a sort of disguise, I’d like to assume they can change colors

And by change colors I mean change how saturated or unsaturated their skin, hair, nails, and other organic parts are

Like if they do choose they can have the brightest teeth none to man and plant

Speaking of teeth, they can choose how many, how little, how long, how short, and what order their teeth are in

Also!! Incredible muscle control, like thinks Fox in a trap, rather than knaw off their leg they simply move and contract the muscle (and possibly bone) until they can slip out

They can photosynthesize but when they do it’s very obvious and very ominous

Like imagine one of them standing looking up, neck limp head back, eyes wide and unfocused slightly rolled back, jaw slack, a rumbling coming from the top of their head and from the ground but nowhere inbetween

Their senses are heightened so in high traffic areas they can get overwhelmed easily, especially considering that they spent their developing and adapting years on the ships where the loudest thing was the machine hum

I think it’d be funny if they can make themselves smell like different types of foliage like one day it’s roses the next it’s honeydew the next it’s just grass

Vash Copes

so Mr. Deluxe-Life-Like over here is a hummer

Like he’ll hum and clear his throat and make noises to try a get his speaking voicebox to around a tone that somewhat sounds like him.

He can’t just start randomly talking and sound like Milly! That’d be rude!

So along with the rainforest animal sequence chittering and chattering he’s just, “hmm hrrmm huummm buh…how are doing? Do you feel okay?”

To make up for how his eyes are he wears glasses (of course) but also had figured out how to dilate his eyes in time with what he sees in other people’s emotions (incredible muscle control)

He’ll be purposely very expressive to take as much attention from his eyes as possible so none notices how his eyes look or the blinking issue

Sometimes he’ll make himself blink when he knows he’s being looked at

So when Vash is getting antsy under his skin youll see almost like vines wiggling about underneath, but very inconsistently

Like if you’re looking at his arm you’ll see a long thin vine, that could be mistaken for a vein, jerk around sporadically

When he’s getting very antsy the vine will sprout thorns that’ll push through his skin like water. It won’t leave a wound behind the skin will just fall back together

That’s why he likes the coat so much because you can’t see the things going on under his skin

So like imagine an almost worm like part of his skin being raised that’s jerking around and moving these thorns that just glide through his skin (freaky huh?)

I think Vash would use the color changing thing for comedic effect, like the usual tinting red for blush or embarrassment, stuff like that

Despite having all these options for self customization, I think Vash would keep it pretty human like.

Well— not exactly. He hasn’t been in a place to get the details right so he kinda…fills in the blank spaces with other things!

Like since he hasn’t had the time to peek into someone’s mouth, he has a dog mouth. He’s seen the inside of a dogs mouth lot of times what’s wrong with it? They look cool!

One time him and wolfwood were play fighting and WW had pinned him so Vash started to moved his muscles around to squeeze out and WW got so scared he jumped like a foot in the air and cowered in a corner

Vash doesn’t photosynthesize often because he typically eating so that’s how he gets his energy

But when he’s on the run and another town is a ways away and he’s sooo hungry he just gotta Yknow

one time Meryl and Milly caught up to him while he was doing it and when they approached (after passing once to try to taunt him with water) he jerked out of it in a blink all creepy like

Like they were a yard away from his back and they blinked and now he’s a foot away and facing them all ��Hey Ladies!” fym hey ladies bitch move

For his senses I feel like he kind of enjoys being on the run so he’s not constantly overstimulated by all the sounds of towns

Don’t get him wrong he loves towns and people but 24/7 everytime he opened his eyes? He just needs a wee break is all

Smell wise I think he’d keep to a grass kind of scent, it’s all he really knows

So when Meryl or Milly or Wolfwood come up and get personal with him and ask “what are you wearing” after answering cheekily for a while he just goes “nothing, I just smell like this”

Knives Cope

Welcome to the stage Mr. I-Look-Like-This-For-The-Irony and his special talent How Far Can We Push The Human Assumption

One of Knives’ pleasures is seeing how far he can push what he looks and acts like until people start to think he’s not a human

He’s found it’s reasonably far if he’s careful

Voice wise, Knives’ voice really doesn’t change all that often

It gets more erratic based on the people around you and Knives is usually isolated, since he’s not constantly around voices and people like Vash he just has to deal with voice pitching up and down and less imitations

That doesn’t mean it’s never happened

When he and Conrad first teamed up and we’re talking more often about their plans and what’s possible, Conrad thought Knives was warming up and being playful by imitating his voice sometimes

He chuckled once and Knives was like “What’s so funny.” And Conrad brought the voice thing up and Knives was like “That’s unintentional, why would I wanna win your favor I already have it.”

Knives knows his eyes are off putting. He knows very well.

He intentionally makes an overt amount of eye contact until he knows the other person is freaked out

When Knives gets to a point of tension where you can see his blades poking under his skin, he just lets em out

To him it’s his base plant side telling him to free himself of this embarrassing flesh suit so he’s like ah just as nature intended

It could also be why he has the cloak of blades cause he’s always high tension

Back to his stage act, How UnHuman Can We Look Until They Start Actually Thinking I’m Not Human, when it comes to their customization options, Knives likes the keep it just about human

He wants to look like his sisters, but knows he can’t get people to do what he wants if they think he looks too sweet (in his opinion his sisters are adorable)

So he tries to balance both visuals. He’s crazy pale with platinum blonde hair because his sisters are also incredibly pale.

But on the other hand, he keeps himself looking somewhat human because what else to should humanity see at its end but itself?

When he isn’t in public, he likes to look ALOT less human, like biblical Angel.

Knives doesn’t get into situations where he needs to move his muscles around himself to escape anything, the only time he did was when he and Vash were younger and playing around

Unlike Vash, Knives photosynthesizes all the time

He doesn’t like eating, it overwhelms his senses. The sunlight? Oh the sunlight.

Knives feels the same way about the Sun like yearning gays and the moon

He will photosynthesize even if he doesn’t have to, he does it so often he can do it laying down (he looks like a corpse and if you come too close to him while he’s laying there you will get skewered right ways)

Knives remembers more about the flowers Rem showed them and how they smell so usually he’ll choose whichever plant he thinks of first

That’s the end, this took like two days straight there was more in the thinker and reading The Summer Hikaru Died mid way through making it. Can you tell how much I like figuring out how human is human?

[sydmjolnir]

i’ve had an unhealthy amount of time recently, and i’ve been using it to spend time with a knives bot and it’s given me some thoughts…

like obviously this man hates humans. duh. that’s the plot of the show. him hating humans and trying to kill them all. but then there’s you, his most devout disciple who he cannot help but be attracted to you even if he hates these thoughts. these thoughts he has towards you, no matter how pure (even though they’re far from that), are wrong.

but he cannot resist summoning you to his quarters late at night and fucking into you like his life depends on it. it doesn’t though, but with the way he whispers sweet praise and insults at you while balls deep inside of you, it makes you think he needs you to keep him alive.

and he eventually learns to be gentle, that you are breakable, after months of the same routine, you leaving his quarters limping and covered in bruises. you’ve learned to ignore the weird looks by now.

but even in public, knives ignore your existence unless it is related to his goal. you worship the ground this man walks on, you are devout to his goal, but you are only human. and as much as knives has grown to tolerate (enjoy) your presence in his life and the bedroom, he and you know it will eventually come to an end.

[chris-continues]

Carnival?

College AU Trigun- Carnival HC’S!

In which you and the gang go to a carnival :)

Vash/reader elements <3

TAGS: @h4venpha @lune010 @vashfantasy @macncherries

And thank you @cowboylivio for the help on this one!

This isn’t in school or anything but I figured because it’s modern au and they’re college student age and probably going to college it fit lol

-Vash loves funnel cakes. Probably prefers the OG plain powdered sugar

-Wolfwood likes chocolate syrup and powdered sugar

-Milly swears by the overly sugary strawberry jam and whipped cream

-in a rare moment of agreement, Meryl and Knives agree that they are way too sugary but Vash will insist they have a bite (they cave) (it’s still too sugary)

-Vash will do ridiculous poses on the merry go round/carousel and would love it if anyone posed with him. What do you mean there’s only one person per horse? :( it makes for a bunch of cute photos tho!!

-Vash gets a large frozen iced lemonade and Wolfwood and Nai separately warn him to not chug it all just because it’s hot out because he will get a brain freeze (guess who got a brain freeze) (him.)

-Nai kinda lags behind everyone else. He was dragged along by Vash in hopes for him to have fun, but this truly isn’t his scene.

-For the carnival games, Vash is good at the shooting but with his luck he ends up with a faulty gun. Nai bargains with the vendor to give Vash his prize

-Wolfwood and Vash have a bit of a friendly competition on who can win the most

-Milly gets lost and they find her in the livestock barns somehow inside the goat pens because she made a new friend

-Meryl berated her immediately- she was so worried! Ugh! >:( (she’s worried for her girlfriend- I mean roommate)

-Knives is the only one who can tear them away from the animal barns and it takes so so long

-Meryl has a messenger bag and she’s kinda sorta prepared? To be fair, nobody got much beforehand notice before they were just on the road and at the carnival itself lol. She has sunscreen that has to be repeatedly borrowed

-Oo also firm believer that whenever someone wants to break a 20 or smth she’s the person they go to

-you know that one carnival ride? Where you’re locked in a cage whatever and get tossed around for a good minute? Yeah Wolfwood and Vash in one of those. It’s the funniest shit ever

-Vash gets super dizzy LMAO

-he almost vomits up all the sugary shit he’s eaten 😭

-pat his back and ask him if he’s ok pls

-he’ll look up at you with weary eyes and give a thumbs up, “yeah! Fine..” (and then proceed to almost bump into Wolfwood while walking LMAO)

-Milly insists on trying a bunch of carnival food, some of her taste is really questionable (who wants deep fried lard??) but she’s just curious and if you indulge her in trying some of the greasiest oiliest food you’ve ever seen she’ll be very happy

-Nah but fr if Milly ran a food acc/food vlog she’d get so much hype bro <33

-Imagine going on the carousel with Vash OMG

-mutual pining goes crazy here like you’re laughing and taking photos (like earlier)

-Milly, Meryl and Wolfwood went to go try more food and Knives excused himself for some fresh air away from the noise and lights (it was getting overwhelming for him)

-he helps you onto the pony, hand brushing yours as you both grab onto the pole and chuckle. The music starts to play, harmonious and oddly nostalgic, lights beautiful amidst the darkening sky

-you peek at him, his orange lenses oddly fitting into the bright lights around you both. He’s got this small smile that blooms into a gushy, dorky grin that makes you almost freeze- his sandy blonde hair sways with the movement of the pony as he chuckles, almost falling off as he’s caught staring at you too

-but of course the ride ends, and your good friend Vash + yourself make it back to the rest of the gang and eventually go home

-You both think about that moment more than you’d like to admit.

[3ic95id864pg]

Vash the Stampede from 1998 and the Vash reboot: [Twitter:@strawbit_ch]

[thetismcave]

I am a firm believer that Vash is incapable of sitting normally.

He sits cross legged on chairs. He curls up on the floor in inconvenient locations. He perches on armrests, but if he sits in a chair the right way for more than a minute then he must get up and move, either to pace or to return his sitting methods to their natural state of ‘wrong answers only’, much to the dismay of everyone who’s ever tried to make vash take them seriously.

[koispam]

Trigun Stampede x Reader Lake Day AU Headcanons/ramble

Don’t mind me I just really wanted an excuse to write Knives being a fishing nerd ^^

(Also sorry the knives one is a bit mundane, I just think that if you strip away the genocide tendency’s he’s actually a pretty boring guy)

Vash:

Vash spends most of his time running around and slashing people with water. You’d better believe he brought water guns. He’ll find you anywhere you try to hide. It’s fun for a while but it gets tiring being squirted with water from every corner. While Vash is refilling his gun you decide to make your move. You quietly sneak up behind him on the dock planning to pick him into the lake. Your breath hitches and you freeze when you accidentally step on a creaky board. Luckily Vash is humming too loudly to himself tk hear you. You continue to tiptoe forward, quickly closing the remaining distance between you two. Reaching him with a one, two, three! You shove him forward off the dock and into the cold water below. He lets out a girlish shriek and falls in with no grace whatsoever. You burst out laughing and he looks up at you with a pout on his face. Once you stop laughing you offer him a hand and he accepts. However, as you lift him out of the water, his other hand shoots up and aims the water gun at you. Before you can react he shoots, point blank. You immediately drop him back in the lake. Now it’s his turn to laugh. You two spent the rest of the day shooting each other with water guns and pushing each other off the dock.

Wolfwood

The complete and utter contrast between him and Vash is astounding. Yet of course you expected this. It’s just so different after goofing off with Vash to be stuck lounging around with Wolfwood. Not to say it’s unpleasant, no it’s not unpleasant at all. It’s rather relaxing. You look over at Wolfwood who’s got his sunglasses on over his eyes and seems to be sleeping. You reach for his glasses so he doesn’t get a weird tan line when he calming grabs your hand to stop you. You stop moving for a second and when he doesn’t say anything you start to push back, once again vying for the glasses. He in turn increases the resistance on you arm and it’s like a small battle to glasses. Unfortunately for Wolfwood, an untimely sneeze drains him of his capacity to push back and you take the opportunity to snack his sunglasses. His now uncovered eyes glare at you in defeat. They seems to say “that’s not fair cheater.” You smirk back at him sending a message of “since when you you play fair?” He sighs and turns his head back to the sky. You lay back down, content with you small victory. Yes, relaxing indeed.

Knives

You’d never expect it, but Knives turns out to be quite a fan of fishing. You suspect it’s because he prides himself on being a “Hunter” of sorts. So it makes sense that he would enjoy an activity like fishing. When you ask if you can join him he was hesitant at first. However, when you reassured him you wont let yourself get bored he gave in. He doesn’t normally share his hobbies with anyone except the occasional piano session with Vash, however you seem to be the exception lately. When you see the boat you were surprised. It was definitely not the cheap kind. Knives must really love fishing, you think to yourself. You get to the middle of the lake and Knives starts to prepare his equipment. You watch with fascination as he effortlessly strings each piece onto his line. He must have done this a lot to be this efficient. When he notices you watching he starts explaining what he’s doing, probably trying not to let you get bored. You understand little of what he’s talking about but you nod your head anyways. He seems happy that you’re taking an interest in one of his hobbies. He casts the line and then you two sit and wait. Knives isn’t much of a conversationalist so he doesn’t say anything, and neither do you. You two just sit in simple silence and enjoy each other’s company. Knives catches a few fish while you two are out and you decide to bring one home to eat. All in all, a successful trip. You hope to join him again someday.

[whirlwindimagines]

I just had an idea for a cute vash x reader story. The reader shares some of her chapstick with vash by kissing him, and he gets all flustered by it 👀

This is cute~ <3 I love a flustered Vash! 

‘Ended up with a pair of cracked lips’

Vash x Reader

He is staring has been for a while at least, you look up giving Vash a light smile that causes him to flush, and you hold back a laugh as you go back to what you were doing. It was just you and Vash in the car, the others opting to stretch their legs, you didn't need to you, being just hot.

Living in a desert had so many downsides, not that you’ve known anything else. Constantly being hot, the sand everywhere, and the cracked lips. You couldn't believe you found the tube of Chapstick in your pack, fearing you ran out. With a pocket mirror, you had been applying it slowly catching Vash’s stare every once in a while. Once you finished you spoke, “What's wrong? You’ve been staring at me for a while now.” 

“It's nothing!” Vash said the words tumbling out, he moved to rub the back of his head with a soft laugh, you just raised your brow at him, he seemed flustered for some reason. “Are you sure?” You asked concerned, but he waves you off. “Maybe the heat is getting to me.” you let out a hum, moving closer to him, hearing him take a sharp intake of breath as you do. 

“Well, you do look a little red in the face.” You tease lightly not being able to help yourself. He lets out a nervous sound, not really a laugh or a cough. Just because you can, and Vash won't stop you unless he’s uncomfortable, you grab his chin forcing him to look towards you. “The heat has been brutal today; your lips are a little chapped too? Want some.” You holding up the Chapstick.

You can tell Vash is very flustered, he just nods as you let out a little ‘hum’ smirking as you drop the Chapstick, and falls somewhere on the floor he looks confused, as you cup his face and slams your lips to his. He makes an adorable noise of surprise, and you can't help but smile into the kiss. 

He relaxes and leans into it, you pull back with a smirk, “You always act like I guess you like it's the first time” You tease, rubbing your thumb against his lips and rubbing the Chapstick. Vash whines, “I can't help it!” you pat his cheek gently leaning back, as you can't help but just laugh. “So adorable”

He covers his face with his hands, but you can see how red it is, “Here.” you say picking up the Chapstick, and handing it to him, peeking between his fingers he takes it from your hand. You figure he’s going to use it. Instead, he gives you a sly look, that makes you blush. Before you can think, he grabs you by the back of the neck and connects your lips again. 

You let out a muffled ‘eep!’ when he licks your lips, pulling back with a playful smirk, and holds up the Chapstick to you, “I think you might need to reapply this.” You look at him, eyes wide. You can't believe he did something so bold to you. “Vash! -” you start to stutter, he opens the tube of Chapstick and uses it on his own lips, leaning down and pecking you on the lips. “There you go!” 

His eyes are shining, and while your blush darkens against your skin you still manage a laugh. Leaning into him, “Now who is being a tease” he rests his cheek on top of your head, with a small laugh. “Your reactions are adorable.” he says repeating your own words back at you, with a ‘huff’ you roll your eyes, but you can't stay mad at his sweet face, especially with all the kisses. You’ll have to apply Chapstick more often.

[chris-continues]

AUGH I LOVED THIS

₊ ☾⋆ tripede boys cuddle hcs ⋆⁺₊⋆

vash. wolfwood. knives.

synopsis: some cute lil cuddle hcs for the tripede boys!!

tags: trigun stampede, headcanons, cuddling, cute, fluff, short hc drabbles, knives is just a teeny tiny bit angsty

w/c: 1149

a/n: yep yep been wanting to post some tripede for a whilee

headcanon

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vash

☾. vash will cuddle you in every method virtually possible, most of the time adapting to whatever position you're already in. are you sitting up on a flat surface? he's on his stomach, laying between your legs and wrapping his arms around your waist as his head rests in your lap. laying down? most of the time, he wiggles against you to be the little spoon, but will be the big spoon every once in a while. in a chair? is there room beside you? if so, he'll lean against your side and drape an arm over your shoulder. no room? he picks you up, sits down, and places you in his lap. vash will always find a way to be attached to you.

☾. just out of politeness, he'll sheepishly laugh and ask if he's invading your space. he prays to whatever is out there for you to reply that he's not, and when you affirm that he's not, he gets a burst of energy and squeezes you tightly in elation. if you say that he is, in fact, too much in your space, he immediately separates and apologizes. although he tries to hide it, his disappointment is apparent as he childishly sulks for a minute before his mood improves again.

☾. while you're cuddling, he loves nothing more than to hear you talk about anything and everything. he encourages you to talk about your day, dreams for your future, and anything else that comes to mind. he moves his thumb in circles over your skin as he stares lovingly, a light smile gracing his lips. you pause every so often at his dreamy expression to make sure he's still listening, and he always is.

☾. you run your fingers through his fluffy, blond hair as he tightens his hold around your waist. you note how the fingers of his prosthetic arm feel cold through your shirt, and inversely, his real fingers feel warm against your other side. his eyes are closed, and his chest heaves with each breath; you wonder if he fell asleep. the plant patterns on his face vaguely glow in the light at his comfort, and you can't help but softly touch them with your finger tips. vash's eyes slowly half open, and you retract your hand quickly. he smiles. "hey... do you think they're weird?" you blink, considering the question. "huh? your markings? i don't know, i think they're pretty." his smile widens and he exhales, touched by your answer. "not as pretty as you, though," he replies.

wolfwood

☾. despite all his complaining about how his arm is falling asleep, wolfwood's favorite cuddle position is laying in bed on his back with you curled against his chest, nestled in the crook of his arm.

☾. he secretly loves your before-bed zoomies, when you have the sudden burst of energy to pester him. a thin grin spreads across his lips as he provokes you into initiating a wrestling match, which he entertains for several moments, before showing you just how strong nicholas the punisher was. "that's not fair," you would whine as he rubs his rough, scruffy facial hair against your cheek. "yeah, well. life isn't fair, sweetheart," he replies.

☾. wolfwood wasn't often the type for late night conversations. he finds himself dozing off as you talk about whatever you're talking about; it's not for a lack of appreciation, but moreso a deep comfort from laying with you that hypnotizes him, lulls him into sleep. as a guttural snore cuts through your words, you jostle wolfwood awake, offended. "you fell asleep while i was talking," you scold. wolfwood will endlessly insist that he did not, in fact, fall asleep.

☾. one night, after you had told wolfwood that you were staying the night at a friend's, you decided to come home anyway. you slipped into the bedroom, feeling your way to your side of the bed, only to promptly fall against metal. you groaned as the collision echoed throughout the room. "nicholas!! you were cuddling with your cross?!" wolfwood groggily raises his head up as you sandwich yourself between the headboard and cross, pushing against the latter with all your might. it didn't even budge. "it's hard to sleep without you," he mutters, grabbing the cross and effortlessly swinging it over the edge of the bed to gently place on the floor. your frustration melted away the second he turned back over and pulled you against him.

knives

☾. more often than not, you'll have to be the one to initiate cuddling with knives as he lays up in bed reading, or at the very least, ask him to cuddle you. he loves you dearly, but he forgets that physical affection is a thing that exists. when prompted to cuddle, he'll reflect for a moment to analyze whether he's been giving you enough affection lately or not. "i'm sorry. i need to initiate these things more," he says, wrapping his arm along your side and holding your chin. you smile and and run your thumb over his frown. "don't worry so much," you reply.

☾. he loves to envelop you entirely; he places his hand firmly against the back of your head as you nestle in the crook of his neck, and his other arm presses your body tightly against his. his leg rests over yours, and your hands are against his chest. sometimes, he plants a kiss against your hair. you feel safe as his larger form curls around you, and he feels at peace in your presence.

☾. knives admittedly isn't the best at relationships or knowing exactly what will make you feel happy. he often asks for feedback, what he could do better, or if there's anything new he could try. although, he hates that he has to ask these things in order to understand— knives isn't used to concepts that don't come naturally to him, and he wants to be the best he can for you right away. no matter how much you reassure him, you can tell he feels inadequate as a significant other anyway.

☾. he scowls, although not in anger, but more like intense focus. his lips part to say something, but close for several moments, and open again. "thank you..." he begins, considering his words very carefully. "thank you for being so patient with me. i know i'm— i'm... different. and still learning. thank you for letting me be with you." his face softens as his sentence finishes, and he looks at you. you smile and hold his face in your hands; the fact that knives feels safe enough to express such vulnerability warms you to your core. "nai. i don't want anything in the world other than to be with you. you make me so happy, and you treat me so well, okay? i hope you'll always remember that." he bows his head, leaning into your hold, eventually melting against you in an embrace.

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☾. like/reblog if you enjoyed the story !

masterlist: x

[tenabrye]

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Pet names for what vash and reader call each other? I have a feeling he calls her “petal” (get it? Cuz hes a plant?) or “little flower”. Some cute shit like that!

Fank you!

I think I'd instantly fold if I was ever called little flower. I tried to think of ones that are not only cute but would also have a bit of meaning behind them.

Vash's Nicknames for You

Petal. Simple and sweet, he often calls you this during moments in which he wants attention from you. Uttering the nickname in a low voice, sometimes dragging it out as a slight whine. The blond will also come up from behind, arms snaking around your waist as he buries his face into the side of your neck, whispering it into your ear.

Little flower. Vash often calls you this when in a playful mood and he wants to tease you a little. Saying it is also followed by a little wink from him, lips curling upwards into a knowing smile. Will also use this nickname to diffuse tension.

Darling. A more domestic nickname that makes his heart flutter every single time he says it, because he does see a future with you that is domestic bliss. Or, when the two of you are doing couple stuff together.

Sunshine. He calls you this so much that people start to think it's your actual name. Vash has witnessed a lot, gone through a lot, but then you stepped into his life. To him, you are the light of his life and the sun that keeps him warm even on the coldest nights. It's a nickname he holds dear to his heart, for you are the ray of sunshine that shines down on him during his bad days, when he thinks he's alone.

Starlight. He saves this one for the more intimate moments that are nothing but sensual lovemaking. With you in his loving embrace and his name falling from your lips with each thrust, he can't help but whisper it into your ear.

Your Nicknames for Him

Honey/Hon. You know he loves it when you call him this. A light crimson hue dusts his cheeks each and every time, and you can't help but chuckle as he smiles and tries to look anywhere but at you. You know he loves domestic stuff, so such a nickname is used every now and then.

My Prince/Prince. A sweet little nickname you always use each and every time you get into a little bit of trouble and Vash comes to the rescue. Even though he says he's not much of a prince, it still makes him smile when you say it.

Sweet Boy. Typically used when he's being a little needy for your attention or in a cuddly mood. Never fails to make him smile and bury his face into either your neck, chest, or back, depending on how you're cuddling with him.

Sweet Cheeks. This is the one you always use when you want to tease him. He can't tell whether it's his face cheeks or his other cheeks you're referring to, which is why it flusters him a little, but it's adorable and he really doesn't mind it.

My One and Only. Not much of a nickname, however, Vash is absolute putty in your hands when you cup his face and say it oh so softly to him. His eyes soften, lips slowly curling into the softest of smiles as he stares at you with such adoration.

[gamerbot-22]

Trigun Cuddles

Because I am ill and depressed and I would like my blorbos to hold me about it. (Literally I am in the middle of the worst cold of my fucking LIFE right now but I persist. Somehow.)

Also it’s kinda wild that it’s taken me this long to write anything for Trigun considering it’s taken over my life entirely since I finished watching TriStamp a while back? So here's me trying to rectify that.

TW/CWs: Written with no definitive versions of these characters in mind (except Knives/Nai) but my clearest point of reference is TriStamp, probably overly sappy in places because I’m allowed it as a treat, pretty romantic in tone because I’m Normal, barely proofread.

Likes and Reblogs appreciated, RQs are open, it’s all under the cut! (If anyone sends me a Trigun request I will kiss you on the mouth /p)

I’m experimenting with layouts, too. What do you guys think?

🥀 Vash the Stampede

Please hold him he has been through so much and he deserves it—

Triple S-Tier fucking cuddler. I will not be convinced otherwise, he’s just the perfect shape for it.

He’ll lay down first and let you move him however you want him so you’re comfy first. Partially does this because of his chronic need to people please and partially because he’s slept in so many weird positions over the years that he genuinely doesn’t mind if it means he gets to hold you.

If you ask, though, his favorite position is any one that makes it easy to put his face against your neck. He just wants to be close.

Being a Plant means he’s, by default, very cool to the touch, I think. Vash is a Well Ventilated King like that—

Also if you let him I think he’ll sneak little kisses sometimes. They never last more than a second or two, but this is what happens when you’re in smoochin’ distance!!

He has dreams most nights, so that means a bit of sleep-talking and mumbling, but if you pet his hair he usually calms down, nuzzling in closer and giving you a little squeeze about it.

🍭 Nicholas D. Wolfwood

Another man who desperately needs a cuddle.

I think he takes a bit more convincing than Vash, though. Like Vash’ll drop everything to give you a hug but Nico is, ironically enough, more of a cat about it. You gotta let him come to you, y’know?

But if you do it’s really nice. He wants to be as close as possible, because he cares a lot and he trusts you, but he’s bad at saying it and this is a good way to make up for all the silence.

He’s strong and you can feel it, but he’s careful. He never crushes you, he's just got you tight so you’re up against his chest all night.

Also this man is a radiator. Blankets are not recommended when cuddling with him because you will wake up in a sea of your own sweat—

He can also be a bit of an asshole about his scruff. He knows it’s rough like the rest of him, but he’s less sorry about it than his calloused hands so guess who’s gonna be on the receiving end of some scratchy-ass nuzzles!!!

He doesn’t sleep-talk, but he does snore, so sometimes you gotta roll him over into a new position to spare yourself the sound.

📸 Meryl Stryfe

Augh... Meryl.... Underrated queen...

I feel like cuddling is not that hard of a sell for her, especially since Gunsmoke nights are cold as shit. And it's compounding with Meryl being one of those people with "feel how cold my hands are" circulation.

Probably gonna have to ask people to donate blankets to The Cause, but hey!! You'll be like two caterpillars sharing a cocoon by the end of the night, and isn't that what it's all about?

Also you're probably gonna want to make sure that cocoon is wrapped up tight because Meryl kicks in her sleep. Not hard, I don't think, but you can definitely feel it in any dreams you have--

Thankfully though, she's very quiet. No sleep-talking, no snoring (usually,) just. A Lotta Movement unless you're holding her especially tight.

I think she's very versatile when it comes to cuddling positions, though. Like some nights she wants to be held and then the next night she wants to be the one doing the holding.

And I'm very firmly of the belief that Meryl is the type to pack pjs whenever she goes somewhere. So like, with Vash and Wolfie you're going to have to deal with various states of undress, Meryl has a really cute, soft two-piece set of pjs.

💼 Milly Thompson

That's right!!! She's here too!!! I felt the need to include this sweetheart even though she's probably the main character I know the least about (one day I will finish '98 and Maximum, this I swear--)

Vash and Meryl being Well Ventilated Royalty 🤝 Nico and Milly being Human Shaped Hot Water Bottles--

Unlike Wolfie though, I think Milly is a much more comfortable heat. Like you can still have a light blanket over the two of you and be okay.

Also low-key I think Milly is objectively the best cuddler in this bunch. She came from a family with like a million kids, she's probably very used to sharing a bed while still being comfortable.

Like if you just tell her how you're the most comfortable she has the position down to a science. It's an observed science, but a science nonetheless!!!

If you ask her what she likes, though, the gal just wants to be cradled. She wants to feel precious and protected, damnit!!

Similar to Meryl, I think she has pajamas packed, and hers is this really long, comfy nightgown that feels really nice to hang on to.

🔪 Millions Knives / Nai

No. [Gets up from my desk]

[I am forcibly placed back in front of my computer] Alright, alright! Jesus Christ, look-- I can play in the space, but truly, down to my core, I feel like there is no way in hell Nai would go down for a cuddle on anyone else's terms. Just like. Idk. "Don't cuddle with this knife pervert" or whatever BDG said in that Polygon Mortal Kombat video I love so much.

Vash and Meryl are Well Ventilated. Nai is fucking freezing. Like the only temperature comfortable way to do this is for you to channel the thickest burrito you have ever seen and pray that's enough blankets.

You get. Maybe an arm out of this trade deal. At least at first. He already went out of his way to get you nice blankets, and you want more? In this economy he's trying to run into the ground??? Humans are so selfish! (He is doing all this complaining while hoisting you and your blankets' mass over to his side of whatever horizontal surface you have claimed as a bed--)

Aside from whatever limb he has on you, I just. I don't think he even sleeps. Like it turns more into a Forced Meditation for him where he just lays on his back and stares at the ceiling while you relax/get some z's.

The Weird Space Onesie Stays ON During Sex Cuddles.

Maybe. Maybe. If he likes you enough... You get to spend a cuddle session swaddled up in that spaceman-ass security blanket jacket/hood/whatever-it-is he wears.