#vash needs a nap

[pastelhooman]

"You risked your life to protect so much. I couldn't bear... to let that goes to waste."

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[typhoonstrikes]

[rennyrose]

Vash is a pretty boy but I would not say that he is above dumpster diving

[chai-licorice]

Eriks, Why I Love Him and Why He's Interesting.

(Spoilers ahead for Trimax, 98 and Tristamp collectively) Please note I am mostly going to be mentioning Trigun Stampede as It is the show I have watched 5 times but I will also talk about the other two iterations!

Eriks is an interesting character, not only is he a disguise for Vash but he's also a form of escape for the elusive Stampede after 150+ years of shit handed to him by his twin brother Knives Millions and the whole of humanity. Vash is a man who has always wanted love and peace, as his catchphrase states but he has never been dealt it. By the time we meet him in Trimax he is fleeing from the people of Jenora Rock, in 98 he is being hunted by bounty hunters and in Tristamp he is- well we meet him as a child but when we meet him as an adult he's hanging next to corpses hung up by the Bad Lads Gang. This is not a peaceful introduction this is pure hell, he's always on the run. And in Tristamp he even acknowledges this.

This is his fate, it always has been and he knows this. But he doesn't care, he loves humanity. So what's his turning point? Why did he run away? In Trimax/98 this is after the events of 5th moon. Since I am more knowledgeable of Trimax in this case I will mostly be discussing it. 5th moon is hell for Vash, his brother who had been gone for so long suddenly shows up again after he (Vash) blew up Julai. And instead of a loving brotherly reunion it's just Knives causing damage and then.. well.. I'll let the panels do the talking.

Brothers am I right? Anyway after this he flees. It's a little different in Tristamp as they fucked with the timeline, making Julai this major turning point and not just a flashback. From Knives literally trying to remake his brother, using his brother to inseminate other plants, their major fight and then.. Knives possibly sacrificing himself..

In this take Vash believes he has killed his brother on top of everything else so it's no wonder he has run off. When we are introduced to Va- Eriks, He has been gone for 2 years. He's found a new family, He's found Love and Peace. He has either gained Amnesia or forced himself to have it in a way of dealing with it. Something that honestly just makes sense for him after the 150+ years of his life. He's still Vash just one that isn't on the run, he has a home and was taken in by a 12 year old and her grandmother. Two people he is willing to protect even if it means embarrassing himself.

He is happy, even if he has his down days. He explains this to Wolfwood.

And yet.. when it all ends he knows he has to return to his life even if it takes some convincing. He had 2 years of peace and now times up.. who knows if he will ever have this again.

Eriks, Vash, you poor soul losing your way after the horrors of he world are magnified once more. May he one day establish the Love and Peace he strives for.

[smallest-moon]

your honor im just simply in love with every version of him ♡

[wepepe-draws]

I headcanon Meryl and Milly clear Vash's name when they became news reporter after Trigun Maximum ending (manga), both of them tailing Vash and broadcasting live that Vash never wanted to kill anyone and always try to settle the problem peacefully, but the bounty hunter and the agents from Earth are the ones of start using violence.

People who watched the broadcast adore him but also called him an idiot, and not believing thats what Vash The Stampede is like this whole time.

I really wanted Meryl's and Milly's hard work this time is paid off and able to clear Vash's name, even take off the bounty from his head.

(Then Vash and Meryl end up together the end xixixi)

[radio-show]

I love the Eriks arc in trigun not because vash is hot when his life goes down the drain, no, I love that a gang took over the town with a guy claiming to be vash the stampede when Vash knows darn well that ain't vash because he's vash and he just kinda lives with it and that's hilarious and wolfwood comes into town, slaps some sense into him, and they go back on their adventure

[baby-goat-noises]

I have more thoughts about Vash's scars, do you think that (for tristamp specifically on this one but I'm playing with a little trimax vash too) when Brad and Luida would see him again, they would try to bandage him up and let him know hes loved? Do you think that maybe Vash would let them occasionally do this, if not for him then for them? So they would know that their baby is taken care of, that he wont get sick, but then sometimes Vash would be so angry at himself that he would fight them about it? These ones are from the people hes let down, these ones are from the people he couldn't save, he wont let you take their memory away from him. He cant forget. Maybe sometimes Vash just wakes up and sees hes bandaged, and without thinking he just starts tearing at the bandages, and the stitching, howling so pitifully about how hes still alive, how he gets to keep going but everyone else around him cant. 150 years is a long time to watch a child be born, have kids of their own, grandchildren, and then die. 150 years is a long to to see kids not even make it past that stage.

[player-1]

Alternate fic idea for made-up Plant biology (Trigun or TriStamp logic): Hibernation, low-production periods, and an absolute snooze-fest for Independent Plants (Vash and/or Knives). Vash shoveling enough food down his throat that can feed a small town, soaking up rays on all hours of the day despite the sunburns, shivering and burying himself in as many blankets he can get despite causing heat stroke to any normal human in regular Gunsmoke temp. Vash yawning every ten seconds and banging his head on the table every five, getting extremely cranky and sluggish every time he's too stubborn to admit anything's wrong with him, feathers poke through his clothes the longer he ignores it or feels really out of it. When he feels really safe and secure, Vash just explodes into a cloud of feathers like an inverted pillow the second he hits the covers, and he's completely down for the count. One little mimir, sleeps like the dead, and anyone who tries to join in the snugglefest may never wake up again...After a week. And that's what he gets for getting up at the ass-crack of dawn every day for the past 150 years. [Bonus points if Wolfwood goes through a similar scope of symptoms, he's technically part-Plant after all :)]

[dirt-str1der]

Forever thankful to trigun 1998 animators for never failing to utilise vash's little skirts to tastefully drape over his groin in a delicate and feminine manner every time theyre called upon to do so

[hannahhbic]

Wolfwood’s painsomnia is pissing him the hell off. Vash takes it upon himself to soothe his boyfriend.

[recolourrhys]

I swear I'm working on my other Bullet Train WIP stuff from the poll alongside the current Trigun Completely Normal (lying) Interest Level™️

Just

Godddddd

I just know Wolfwood isn't built in the dehydrated n malnourished visibly jacked sorta way w like 10% body fat like fucking Hollywood-grown, I know I KNOW it's the more subtle working muscle from constantly hefting that 220+ lb monstrosity around like a Quiznos sign spinner and legging it across half the planet for years (most visible in the arms, chest + back/shoulders bc how can it not be)

The kind of jacked dude that ends up being mistaken for soft and pudgy bc he's not chiseled and actually carries the layers of body fat around his torso/core

Like if you weren't already incredibly aware of the muscle this guy is packing it would not be immediately apparent until you're picking up your teeth from where they're scattered three towns over

I am visualizing a v specific body type but do not have the right terminology quite. Like a lot of the ppl who do the caber toss! They don't look weak by any stretch but I think a lot of ppl would be inclined to underestimate just how fit and strong they are bc body fat "hides" the muscle (mainly being like. Abs). Like w powerlifters, too!!

There was not a completely coherent destination in mind here I just have really strong Feelings abt this and him and how he Looks

[firsthumandisaster]

sleepy-petal, is how ive thought of you <3

| 🪶 | "I am rather the sleepy one of the bunch, huh? I can't deny that that applies rather well to me. A sleepy petal, for sure."

Speaking of, he needs a nap.

[neddea]

Okay, so I’ve been so obsessed with @avoidingavoidance ‘s fic “Come and see” that I’ve actually felt compelled to draw for the first time in a while. Please read it, it has everything you need in your daily Vashwood diet, I promise (including shapeless blob-cat Vash)

For real, it’s one of the best Trigun pieces I’ve read in a long while, if not my favourite. Great writing, great set up, great everything. Cat!Vash is going to permanently nap on a sunny spot in my brain for the rest of my life istg

Also I suck at drawing animals

[forgivenpunishment]

⩥ @orangetintedglasses || they need a fuckin' drink [closed starter]

As Vash had promised, as soon as Wolfwood wanted off of the ship, they'd get off the ship.

... Well, as soon as possible, anyway. There were some preparations to be made before landing and dropping them off somewhere was feasible, but it wasn't anything that couldn't get done in a day or so. Realistically, Wolfwood knew this. In his dreams, however, they'd just let them jump off the damn thing and they'd be out of there immediately. Unfortunately, such a disembarkation is impossible.

So the undertaker spends an entire day huddled in a blanket cocoon, refusing to leave the room. Vash brings him whatever he needs, but all in all, they keep to themselves. Wolfwood maybe has a few too many depression naps... Oh, and they both get actual showers in. They still shower together—okay, they get a little handsy—but they do end up clean in the end.

The next day finally arrives, and they reach a suitable destination for touch-down. Wolfwood isn't sure he's been more excited to see the dusty terrain of Noman's Land in his entire life. Well, maybe after he was imprisoned for five years, but other than that...

Wolfwood has been standing noticeably close to Vash. Too close. As close as possible. He's practically clinging to the blond like how a really stubborn worm clings to a wool sweater.

"Sure wish I could say it's been a good time, but..." Wolfwood mumbles as they approach the airlock, "At least the shower was nice."

He sighs, then scratches his head. "Gonna need a stiff drink after this one, Spikey. Maybe... a few of 'em. Hope we got the cash for it."

Then they enter the massive storehouse that they entered through, and Wolfwood nearly sprints away from Vash to Angelina. Two crew members offer to get her off of the pegs, but he stops them.

"No, that's alright, I can handle her!!" He yells, like a parent picking their child up from daycare, then begins to lift the motorcycle from the wall on his own. Driving out into a sandstorm has never looked more appealing. The undertaker sets her on her wheels and begins a routine check-up to make sure no one sabotaged anything or damaged something or...

[skelebellie]

affections towards reader

nb!reader x meryl, vash, wolfwood, and knives

NSFW headcannons involved, minors do not interact.

(nsfw is in red, if you’d like to skip it)

this is my first time writing smut lol. if you’ve got any constructive criticism please let me know.

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meryl

meryl loves physical touch. she will constantly hold your hand in public, and if your not walking then she will sit close enough to have your legs touching. if your comfortable enough then she will make the excuse of “needing to save money” in order to share a bed with you. it intentions are never sexual, just in the loving nature that she feels most safe wrapped in your arms.

she loves to offer her thighs for those short naps. she knows she isn’t the most well endowed but you knock out moments within laying down.

meryl also likes to show her love though acts of service. she might take over some of your work to lessen the burden on you. maybe she might clean your clothes after a rough day through a sandstorm, making sure to part out all the sand prior.

she’s the opposite in bed. she’s an absolute pillow princess, her back arched as her thighs pressed against your head as you eat her out for hours. your just trying to show your appreciation for her, you know?

being in bed with her is something sacred to her. its a moment of absolute intimacy and she wants to spend every part of it clawing and grasping your body, each shock of pleasure causes her to pine at you. you never leave the bed without a scatter of marks and hickies.

vash

this man is the biggest trinket collector in the entire world, and you are not safe from him. if he sees something that reminds you of him, its his. you have an endless collection of keychains gathering on your bag. “but it was so cute!! just like you!!!” its so hard to resist when hes giving you puppy dog eyes.

if he notices a hole in your gear or clothes, you’ll come back from a day of odd jobs to find something new on your bed, neatly folded and a small note laid on top of it. “i saw you needed new gear. dont pay me back :) “. if its something you have an emotional attachment too, he will wait for the perfect moment to snatch it from you. you will receive it back with an added patch, the color being practically identical. even if it means late nights and expensive prices, he will do anything to get it back to its original shape.

no one is safe from his nuzzling. if your really nervous or scared, he will rub his head against your head (or any available body part). when he pulls back his hair is messy and tussled in every direction. you think its a plant thing.

in bed vash is a man who dominates the “act of service” category. his whole goal while having sex is making you feel good, your pleasure is his and every moan you makes brings him closer and closer to orgasm. if hes having a rough day all he wants is to eat you out/suck you off for hours on end. if he had to spend the rest of life with his head between your thighs than he would willingly do so.

of course, mans is a switch. some days he craves your control, riding him as you hold his wrists together, preventing him from touching you. in times like this he doesn’t have to worry about the outside world, only how tight you are and your moans. on the flip side, he wants to pound you so hard you forget about whatever troubles may come. he wants to be the only thing you can focus on, you teary eyes unable to pull apart from his face as his hands roam your body, unable to separate himself from you for just a moment.

since hes so clingy, hes an enjoyer of cock warming. he feels amazing connected to you, and he loves to monitor you face to see how much more the both of you can take.

wolfwood

words of affirmation got this man redder than the two suns above gun smoke. and in turn, he loves to support you verbally. “you did great out there”, “we couldn’t have done it without you”, “your my everything”. on top of that, if you feel insecure or anxious about yourself be ready to hear wolfwood list off the 1000 reasons why he loves every part of you. don’t feel like your inconveniencing him, he would willingly tell the entire planet if you let him.

wolfwood loves physical touch, especially your body. his touch is much more intimate, but not necessarily sexual. he will spend car rides with you in his lap or his arm wrapped around your waist, him pulling you into his side. if you let him wander he will start kneading your love handles or the fat of your stomach. you cant go anywhere without this man giving a surprise ass grab. your his personal stress ball.

if you’ve got a muscular or skinny body, hes tracing patterns into your skin or letting his nails glide against you, sometimes causing you to giggle.

he also loves to hear you rant about things than interest you. he would spend hours listening to you rant about some new invention or fixation. it warms his heart to see you so fascinated with something. that glimmer of excitement in your eyes gets his heart pumping.

speaking of physical touch, wolfwood is a man dedicated to the act, especially in bed. he will keep edging himself over and over again because he just doesn’t want it to end. he doesn’t mind you cumming, in fact the more fucked out you look, eyes rolled in pleasure, the more he just wants to make the moment last. he will go a tantalizingly slow pace until your vocal enough to beg him for more.

wolfwood likes a bush. i said what i said.

fave position is you on your side, it gives him enough support to grab at you whenever he wants. when he cums hes got a death grip on you. your the only thinking grounding him from the amount of pleasure you give him.

knives (million knives/nai)

whether or not this emotionally constipated man realizes it, hes got a love language.

he craves quality time, whether that comes from a need to have you near him 24/7 in order to protect you, or that his mind races every time you leave, is none of his concern. he just feels more at peace with you by his side, or at most, with you in his line of sight.

he discovered he really likes bathing with you, its a moment of non-sexual intimacy he looks forward too. he take pride in cleaning every part of you to make sure you are his “perfect partner”, using only the highest quality in JuLai on your skin. the first time it happened he just kind of walked in on you, eyes affixed to your body as you missed a spot. “your not doing it right”, he muttered before stripping and getting in with you. he can always tell where to massage your body if you’ve got a particularly sore muscle.

he always wants you sitting in his meetings with conrad. even when conrad was initially against it. he wants you to see the paradise hes working for, how far hes willing to go for you to live in a perfect world molded just for you and his brotheren.

sex though? oh hes a physical man through and through. as much as he tries to be gentle with you and your human body, he cant help but fold you over in order to get a view of your pleasure ridden face. his thumb resting in your mouth so the only thing your full of is him.

its only natural for you to be under him, as much as he tries to involve you as an equal at work, he knows the perfect place for you is under him and worshipping the love he gives you. and the best time for that is sex.

hes got an obsession with cumming in you. having a part of him inside you makes you so much closer to him, much better than all the other lowly humans. he will keep cumming inside of you until you simply can’t hold anymore. it gets him hard knowing how much your filled of him, both physically and emotionally.