#vash zwingli

[hws-lceland]

Switzerland Doodle I did for my brother :3

[yawujin]

Do you have relationship headcannons for switz?

yas i do. i wasn't sure if you want platonic relationship or romantic relationship hcs so i did both! everyone say thank you yawujin 🗣

{ request } switzerland relationship headcanons 💭︎₊˚⊹

type | romantic relationship , platonic relationship , switzerland losing the idgaf war , cute , light hearted , short read , they/you pronouns used

friendship ♥︎

he's that type of friend that lets you vent for like two seconds before instantly coming up with solutions on how to solve your problems

if you need a gym buddy, go to him and he will agree instantly. he's also a really good option for a gym buddy because he'll help you get a good form on any exercise you do, especially if you're a newbie to working out (been there, done that)

he prefers to hang out with friends earlier in the day rather than at night. he's also a one on one type of friend, so when you do hang out it will just be you and him. he likes taking early morning walks plus coffee or tea, and then brunch at noon.

if it's a holiday, or your birthday, he'll get you nothing more than a box of gourmet chocolate and a card.

relationship ♥︎

makes sure his partner eats well. he doesn't take the "oh all i had to eat today was an iced coffee 🤪" excuse (guiltyyyy) even if it's a smaller meal, he wants to see that they had something to eat/drink

there is nothing that makes him happier than seeing his partner and his younger sister hit it off. if liechtenstein likes you, he knows that he'll be keeping you around for a long time

i feel like he would be the type to want to buy his partner some nice, and i mean NICE clothes. he has the income for it...so every once in a while he'll def take them shopping.

he doesn't say 'i love you' that often because he thinks his love and his admiration for his partner shows through how he treats them. but when he does, he gets all quiet and can't really look them in the face. he isn't used to showing his vulnerable side.

he doesn't even want to show that sometimes he gets jealous...but he's bad at hiding it. he's direct in telling them how he feels, though. somehow, it's easier than expressing how much he's in love with them.

[fertaine]

im days late but ello

[owarinaki]

Trigun Stampede - Ending Illustration Card EP1-12 END

[another-girasol]

Switzerland

Hetavision

Vash Zwingli

[wander-lustrous]

summary: old habits die hard, and vash’s protective instincts veer on overbearing.

1.1k words. not sfw. angst. smut in the last 1/4th.

Vash doesn’t greet you at the front door this time.

You expect a stern reprimanding, a caustic comment. That’s the only way he knows how to care, after all. With sharp words, a tight-lipped stance.

You really shouldn’t stay out so late.

What if something happened to you?

My door might be locked next time.

Of course, it never is. He’s offered his home to you, given a piece of himself up, and it can’t be revoked. That’s just the way he is. He rarely opens up to anyone, but when he does, they’re forever in his favor.

You slip into his house in the early hours of the morning, the sky still streaked with twilight. On your way to his bedroom, you make sure to check on Lili, who sleeps soundly in her own room. You crack open the door quietly but you’re not surprised to see he’s still up. You’ve told him he doesn’t have to wait up for you, but old habits die hard, especially for old nations.

He doesn’t say anything as you change into more comfortable clothing, but when you slip into his bed, the tense set of his shoulders faced away from you is all you need to know.

“Had fun?” he asks, and there’s a bite to his words, the kind that has your hackles raised.

“I did, actually.” You shoot back.

He whirls around to face you, and there’s a serious set to his brow. His green gaze roves your face, as if searching for something.

His mouth settles into a thin line.

“I suppose that’s good.”

Terse.

He doesn’t mean it.

You exhale in frustration. “You know, you could always… come with me next time.”

Even before the words leave your lips, you know it’s a moot cause.

Vash frowns. “I’m not interested.”

“Are you ever?” You can’t help but snap back.

The two of you stare each other down before eventually he sighs, a haggard breath through his nose, that of a man resigned to the inevitable. “I can’t stop you if that’s what you want.”

“So why don’t you join me?” You press. “I... it’s been ages since we’ve gone out for a date.”

He makes a face again, and you know what he’s going to say. I don’t like people very much. It’s better to stay at home, safer even—even though he's literally one of the safest nations in the world. You wonder for a moment: if Vash wasn’t a nation, would he still be the same? Keeping people at rifle’s length, always watching his back.

“You know why.”

You sigh roughly, turning your back to him. It’s quiet again. You wonder if he’s going to just turn his back to you as well, fall asleep. Looking at you cautiously tomorrow while offering an apology breakfast, a meagre sign of truce.

His voice cuts through the quiet like a bandaid being ripped off.

“Do you not… like staying here?”

With me? The last few words in the question go unspoken. Vash is a man of resolve, but right now he stumbles over his feelings, laid clumsily before you.

“I—of course I do!” You blurt out, glancing back at him. His gaze meets yours, his eyes cautious, guarded. You recognize that look. It is the same look, after all, he presents to the world.

You roll over to face him. “I just haven’t seen my friends in so long, and I really miss them, you know? We were catching up. Sometimes I do miss the city. The scenery here is gorgeous, but…”

You falter at his expression.

His mouth is pulled into a grimace, his brow furrowed. He looks pained.

“Sorry.”

You blink a few times. “What?”

“I’m… sorry.” You look at him expectantly, and Vash has to fight the urge to flush. Right. He needs to… talk. Explain himself. The words feel stuck on his tongue. “I assumed. I forget sometimes what it’s like to be…young. I’ve never missed people, much.”

“It’s not right of me to expect you to adjust to such a big change. If you want…” He hesitates. “We can—I can take us out more. To Lucerne. Or Bern. Wherever you want.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. As long as it…” He swallows. “If it makes you happier.”

You beam, throwing your arms around him. “Thank you. Thank you for trying.”

Still unused to just how affectionate you can be, Vash slowly wraps his arms around you, patting your back awkwardly.

“I like being here with you.” Your voice is muffled into his shoulder. “Your home is beautiful. But I’d love it if we could both explore the cities, too. Your country is gorgeous, you know.”

He nods, unable to stop the rush of pride at your praise. “It is.”

“And I want to experience that with you.”

Vash pulls back, staring at you long and hard. Then his lips are crashing against yours, the intensity near bruising.

He pulls away, breath harsh. Your lips ache with his efforts—Vash has always been quite clumsy in the bedroom. A stark contrast to the meticulousness he uses to make his watches, assemble his guns.

It usually ends up like this. Emotions running high, Vash loses his composure. His hand brushes against the band of your pajama shorts and when you lift your hips up, he slips them down your legs. He wastes little time in deftly undoing his shorts, freeing his own aching need.

He cages you to the bed, his hands planted on either side of your head. The thick head of his cock slides against your folds, and you sigh wistfully. He continues to rock his hips, the friction causing slick to build between you two. Your eyes flutter shut and Vash curses, reaching for the lube on the bedside table. He warms it between his hands, tensely pumping himself as he continues to rut against you. On your next gasp, he slips into you.

He curses softly, his gaze fixated on your face, scrunched in pleasure. His thrusts are sharp, deep. Sweat drips down his temple as his hips clap against your ass cheeks. He leans forward, onto his elbows. His face buried in the crook of your neck as he pumps you.

Instincts die hard. Vash wants to cage you in his arms like this, shield you from the rest of the world. He’s selfish when it comes to you. When it comes to his family.

Only he should be able to hear your gasps, feel your tight, wet heat sucking him in deeper, swallow up your moans with his own raspy breaths.

His fingers meander down to find your pert nub, which he begins stroking intently. You shudder around him, and just like that, he's gone. He grunts, his balls tightening up as he spills deep inside you. He's never lasted long after an argument.

He sags against you. For now, he’s content with this. You in his arms, his cock softening within you.

[literal-katastrophe]

Happy birthday Switzerland!!! Enjoy Your bonfires tonight!! 🇨🇭🇨🇭🇨🇭

[shigure04]

Dance🎶🎶🎶

[sunnimika]

It's the 1th of August! HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWITZERLAND❤

To all my Swiss friends: I wish you a wonderful day with your family and/or friends

[iamsebo]

so, may i request a switzerland drawing? i think your drawing style would suit him :D

victorinox brand ambassador

i’ve never drawn switzerland before, damn, this will not be my last time drawing 🇨🇭

[appleandsnow]

Vash and Walks

You're taking a walk with Vash after tea.

Sometimes you wonder if it would be awkward to compliment all the natural beauty around you.

It was, after all, all part of Switzerland.. so would complimenting nature be the equivalent of complimenting his appearance?

It was a strange thought and even stranger to ask, so, instead you hold his hand and squeeze it twice - a gesture you had come to share.

He blushes and gives you two squeezes back

[bonpocalypse]

The Jack of Diamonds

Sebastian "Vash" Zwingli was the Jack of Diamonds, serving the King and Queen for many, many years. Vash was the Jack of Diamonds before his untimely death due to a run-in with a Clubian Assassin. His parents were Nino and Adeheide “Heidi” Zwingli, who died shortly after the birth of Lili. He raised Lili all by himself, raising her while attending school and working in shops to provide for them both. Francis met the two of them while travelling around Diamonds. He admired Vash’s hard work, his handiwork skills and diplomacy. Eventually, Vash got a job as the Jack, serving as Francis’ royal advisor until his death.��

[blutpop]

nyaaa

[youroriginalsublimecupcakestuff]

It's really late but i was busy in August and i did that for both of their birthday

[21iskindafunny]

💤🎻🫕

Redraw of this pošt that I made a year ago^ :-).

[zinkadear]

This is from a Hetalia Rare Pair Week I participated in during December 2015. The prompt for this day was Meet the Family.