#vash comfort

[vashsmunch]

Wordless tears

Vash x GN Reader

Synopsis: him comforting you as you cry

Warnings: self worth issues

A/N: literally made this in 20 min because i felt horrible, so excuse it if it doesn’t sound good

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"Hey, hey... c’mere."

You crumpled against Vash's chest, dry heaving as your sobs poured out of your mouth. Everything hurt, and it felt like you were dying. Suffocating in this cesspool of your own misery and self-pity, but at this point, you'd come to terms with the fact that you would never be happy. 

Of course, you had Vash and loved him more than anything. But there's only so much comfort one person can bring you. You saw the way people laughed when you weren't there, their joyful noises dying out as soon as you came into their line of vision. No one ever invited you out, and you would spend countless hours hoping the notifications from your phone were more than news updates. God, it hurt. More than anything, you just wanted to fit in and were completely lost on how to do that. To start conversations would end in awkward silence, and to invite others out with you ended up in empty reservation seats. What were you doing wrong? Why did no one like you?

Vash stroked your hair, quietly murmuring comfort into your ear as you kept crying. He was always there when you needed him; if only everyone else could see you as he did. You shakily lifted your head and tugged on his shirt, trying to pull him closer. He understood your wordless pleas and gently kissed you, his hand cradling your head. The metal of his prosthetic fingers cooled the heat of your cheeks as he wiped your tears away. 

He held you the entire time, lovingly pressing his lips onto every part of your face. Cooing praises as he kissed your eyelids, nose, and cheeks. "I got you. I have you, and I'm not going anywhere. You can trust me, angel."

[mitcaelsolo]

Another sketch :D

[emeraldblossom254]

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"Tell me," Vash speaks, his chest vibrating against your head, "Do you ever dream about your future?"

You lift your head and look up to him, his bright blue eyes looking down at you at an angle, just barely visible through his orange sunglasses. You laugh, reaching up to his face, lifting the big orange circles upwards. Vash scrunches his nose in response, immediately smiling afterwards with a giggle. Laughing in turn, you rest the glasses atop hid head, bits of his hair falling free from the glasses's hold and back down in front of his face again, and you smile warmly as you draw your hand back. He catches your hand on his chest with his right hand, squeezing the one armed hug with his prosthetic arm as he urged his previous question. You stare, and sigh gently after a few seconds.

"Never in depth," You admit, shyly, "Being a couple of wanted 'criminals' traveling like this, we never know when we die. I never gave it much thought." He nods, though you've turned your head away. You can't see his agreeing gesture. He sighs, though, and you look back up at him, a look resembling curiosity on your face. "Why do you ask?"

"I had a thought," He follows, smiling at you, "About us, y'know? In the future, I mean." You propped yourself on your elbow and looked at him with a more in depth look of curiosity and he laughed. "Maybe we could get a place of our own, I dunno. We could invite friends and have get together events and small parties and such. Living away from the fight, away from the bloodshed, even for a little."

You giggle at the light that suddenly flashed his eyes, nudging his waist gently. "And you never told me sooner? That sounds beautiful!"

"You mean it?" He chimes, looking back at you with wider eyes, "It's not a dumb idea?"

"Why would it be?" you ponder, scooting yourself upwards towards him, "Being at peace like that, and TOGETHER, above all? That's not a dumb idea. In fact, none of your ideas are dumb. We could have a few guest bedrooms for people, maybe a deck, or a wrap around porch? And all the food we can ever eat, provided we have the right stuff to make what we like-"

There you went, rambling again. It was one of the things he loved about you. When you had something to talk about, you had the ability to talk for ages it seemed, and he didn't mind it at all. He actually liked seeing you like this, Wrapped up in an idea, even if it wasn't your own. He smiled at you, pulling you atop him as you continued, something about pets and having a farm in the longer run. His hands rested in the small of your back, yours on his chest as you spoke, occasionally using your hands to talk with gestures as you kept going. Somewhere he wondered when you'd run out of breath. Though at the same time, he didn't want that to happen. Seeing you so passionate, so happy about something for the first time since the last town you left together on the run. It wasn't something he wanted to see end.

Ah, but alas, it had to happen sooner or later.

You hang your head, panting, your hair falling in front of his face loosely and he laughs, poking your sides a couple of times. You can't help but squirm a bit, inching your way up his torso as you moved, giggling your newly regained breath. When you look back up, you're met with bright sky blue eyes and a gentle smile. He moves his hands a bit, resting them on the upper part of your back before chuckling.

"Sounds like it was one of my best ideas yet," Vash whispered, moving his right hand to brush some of your hair out from your face. You smile, your cheeks suddenly pink as you look back down at your hands. He stops you suddenly, lifting your chin up with a finger and smiles up at you again. "Is that something you want to do, though? A home for us? And however many animals you want, too?" He takes his hand and rests it against your cheek, practically searching your eyes for the answer.

You giggle, nodding as you lean into his hand, looking into his eyes with a blurry shine on top of them.

"Did I make you cry? I'm sorry-"

"No-" You interrupt him, holding his hand against your face eagerly, "It's just that, I've never thought of having a Home before. It feels so ethereal just thinking about it now, really. I never thought it would happen." The tear that threatened your eyes fall, and you sniff softly as he continues watching you. "It's something you want, though, right?"

He nods, somewhat too quickly as he reaches his fingers behind your neck and through your hair softly. "More than anything, really. As long as you're happy, (y/n), more than anything."

The last words were a mere whisper before the distance between you both was closed in, a soft touch for both of you, could easily be mistaken for the sound of a feather hitting the ground. Your soft kiss seemed to last for more than forever, at least to you. The sweet smell of cinnamon and a sweet floral tone on his clothes is suddenly more noticeable to you. With a soft giggle, you pulled away, and he rested his head back against his bag with a soft sigh.

"And what about your happiness?" you ponder, tapping your fingers on his chest softly, "Surely you'd want something out of that plan, too, right?"

He shook his head with a laugh and looked up, taking a deep breath. "So long as we get more nights like this, nights where we can just-" He wraps his arms around you completely, tightening his arm's grip with a content sigh, "So long as we can stay together, just like this, even if the sky somehow brings rain, I'll be happy, (y/n). I'm always happy when i'm with you."

You smile again, but just as quickly, your positions are shifted again. A few shuffles, giggles and more content sighs, and you're both in the same position you were in before. Your head on his chest, his arm around your waist, other hand holding your own, and your feet tangled together under the blanket draped over your lower torso and legs. You both sigh happily and he looks up at the sky littered with stars, smiling brightly.

"Home, with you, will make me so happy."

[chris-continues]

College AU! Vash helping reader w/ a headache + nausea

Get well soon @vashfantasy !

ADDITIONAL TAGS: @lune010 @h4venpha @macncherries

NOTES: I decided mid writing to make this college au just cause why not lmao

If someone were to say your head was the newest wall someone was going at with a sledgehammer, you’d believe them.

The ebbing ache behind your eyes, at the crown of your head- hell, fucking everywhere was exhausting. You could hardly get anything done, and even better, it made you fucking nauseous. Fingers rubbing at your temples, your head hung low, eyes pressed shut in an attempt to block out any light. God, it sucked, you sighed.

“You ok?” Oh shit, right, you had a study session with Vash. Who’d been kind enough to run up and grab your coffee- was having caffeine right now the best idea?

“Just a headache, I’ll be fine.” You shrugged it off, shoulders rolling back as you winced at the brightness of your laptop. Was this really the lowest setting? Why couldn’t your textbook come in dark mode?

”I’ve got a copy of Meryl’s notes on paper- she wanted me to type them out for her, extra copy and all that.” He clumsily rummaged through his messenger bag, covered in patches and keychains, handing it to you with a certain kind of charm only he could conjure. God, he was so sweet.

“Oh god- really? Thank you so much, you’re a lifesaver.” Silently thanking Meryl and whatever kept her from doing her notes and audibly thanking Vash, you took ahold of her notebook. As expected, the pages were crisp and printed diagrams with highlights flooded each and every page. You really had to thank Meryl.

Looking away from a screen didn’t prove to be much help, but it was certainly easier on your eyes (and head).

Studying the notes and checking back to index cards on quizlet for reference on some vocabulary, Vash found himself studying you. He swallowed thickly, zoning out on some random term.

What wouldn’t he give to hide you away back in his apartment in hopes to lull your headache, forehead pressed to his chest as he’d kiss your forehead. Your focused hums while studying- did your satisfied hums vary in pitch? What would you sound like, thanking him with a hushed voice and arms wrapped around his neck-

AHEM,

He really should be studying.

[ruporas]

1 kiss 2 kiss (ID in alt)

[soranker]

DEEP💥SPACE💥PLANET💥FUTURE💥GUN💥ACTION❗️

[florbe-triz]

I'm so sorry for being away from Tumblr for... months? Here you have some Trigun/Vash/vashwood art, hope you like it :3

[raepliica]

tristamp post-S1 mashwood sillies and tri98(?) merylwood :]

[rokipu]

I can't believe today was a good day

[plushievash]

There’s only so much time, we have to play with To waste it is a crime, we have so much to give

//

Never let me go

[tsunosagun]

smoke and mirrors

[mitcaelsolo]

Happy bday Vash!

[isawjamfirst]

smthg smthg post-julai vashwood smthg smthg inspired by the fic “come and see” by avoidingavoidance on ao3

[kitamars]

you did well

[ruporas]

good mornings throughout the travel

[ID: Two comics of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. The second is underneath the read more.

The first is in four panels and follows Vash and Wolfwood through hotel rooms. First, Vash and Wolfwood exit adjacent rooms, and Wolfwood has sparkles floating around him as he exclaims, “Rise and shine! Ready to go?” Vash frowns, displeased, and says, Urk— Good morning to you too.”

Next, they’re in a room with two beds. Wolfwood is awake and fully dressed. He’s sitting on the bed and smoking, back turned away from the viewer and he says, “Wake up already, sleepyhead.” Vash sits up with his eyes still closed and yawns before saying good morning. After that, they’re sharing a bed, and Wolfwood gets up and says, “Morning, sunshine. Time to get up.” His body shadows Vash from the sunlight. Vash is still lying down with a blanket draped over him as he mumbles good morning.

Finally, they’re embracing in bed, both shirtless. Sunlight shines on them, but their contact allows their shadows to drape over their faces. Vash smiles, kisses the top of Wolfwood’s head, and says, “Good morning, Wolfwood.” Wolfwood sleepily says, “Mph, g’morning, needle-noggin’,” snuggling into on Vash’s shoulder. End ID] ID CREDIT

TRIMAX Vol. 10 Spoilers under read more // bonus comic

[ID: The bonus comic starts with Vash asleep in bed, fully clothed with his hair half-black. Someone says “Good morning,” and Vash says, “Morning, Wolf—w...” He trails off as Livio, holding a plate of food, stares with abject shock.

Livio says, “I’m sorry.” Vash, smiling but sweating, says, “No, it’s my bad...” Livio repeats, “I’m sorry.” Vash says, “Geez, stop apologizing,” and cuts off Livio’s “I—” with a “Good morning, Livio.” Livio quietly mumbles, “... Good morning...”

Vash sits up from the couch he was sleeping on and looks down, thinking, “... That’s right. I won’t wake up to you anymore... I have to get used to that...” End ID]

[aldoodles]

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