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[windingway]

holy shit

if i can manage to pull this off, i will be balancing my system in a way where everyone feels content (which conveniently helps me write the ending for my current writing project)

I Love It when inspiration hits 😭👍👍👍

[windingway]

I'm really interested in this question but I'm not sure if I know how to answer it, because it changes/has changed over time. (Still gonna try and see if anything coherent can come up.)

We are currently in a state of more overlap between parts - it's not as dissociated as it has been at other times, but we can still track some thoughts/reactions as being tied to specific alters, if that makes sense.

Most tasks are planned on a limited time schedule - we might have more overarching longstanding goals like "improve functionality between parts" which gets subdivided into smaller tasks as we work through it, but any "real world" actions (or planning) feel incredibly unreal until it's much closer to the date.

Ex. Even when things were very stressful internally and there was a lot of inner conflict to process and work through, we still had faith it was gonna work out, even if we didn't know all the exact steps right away.

But even just saying "yeah, i should have a shower tomorrow" feels like. "Nah. Tomorrow doesn't exist until it shows up." And depending on what alter(s) are around, it can be difficult to actually enforce follow-through without going into fear responses and immense self-criticism... which functionally means we just seem to Blue Screen (and do not much of anything) 😑

I'm hoping that as we continue showing up for each other that our executive functioning skills will continue to improve. It helps, as well, that we have a supportive environment which offers encouragement for tasks, is open to feedback from me, and also doesn't really shame me, like, ever? (It took years for me to trust that that was even the case...)

Okay so I have known this, but it came up on my feed again so Im once again bewildered by this.

People with an inability / difficulty planning in the future and imagining themselves in the future (executive dysfunction, ADHDers, etc) - how do you... operate in a day to day? How do you start actions? How do you like... go about your life and things you want to do? How do you... do?

I imagine that this is part of executive dysfunction for a lot of people and that I do understand cause I get it episodically

But as someone who has an unironic 20+ year plan and lives "in the future" to an unhealthy degree, its baffling and beyond my understanding to have a limited ability to do so.

I could also ask the one or two parts that tend to front when our executive function is shot cause in the past they used to have that as well, but Im really curious what people outside of my brain have to say on this.

Id be more than willing to answer questions as the opposite extreme. I just like to compare and contrast seemingly opposite extremes of experiences

Anyone is encouraged to welcome to respond and bring in any thing they feel is relevant to the topic at hand.

[sluttywonwoo]

im going to be Mean and ask for your top 5 wonwoo looks

fuck you

1. my all-time favorite wonwoo liiike LOOK AT HIM

2. i have nothing to add. this wonwoo is just. i need a glass of water.

3. don’t @ me ok, rat wonu just does something to me

4. this whole photoshoot was a crime

5. when he… when he when we…

i didn’t even get to add perm wonwoo :( or bittersweet wonwoo :((

ask me my top 5 anything!!

[sourboxes]

Last sh✧ p update of the year 🌱✨

Scum Villain 2024 Calendar! 🍃♨️🧊✈️

Open POs and in-stock items

🗓️From Oct 15th 11AM CST to Oct 20th

🇲🇽 shipping ww from México

[poplarbark]

๋࣭ ⭑🏕️.☾ — PARKER 🌲 (IT/HE) 🎻 NINETEEN 🍄 GENDERFUCK TRANSFAG DOGTHING ⛰️ INHUMAN 🥩 16 AND UNDER DNI

🪵 ABOUT MY THERIANTHROPY ...

hi im parker (it/he). this is my therian sideblog (my main is @trbotunnel) im a wolfdog & a stray. werewolf otherhearted. i dont care for labels. IM NOT YOUR PUPPY. my theriantheopy is sometimes kink/nsfw, sometimes not, but i wont post about outright nsfw stuff relating to it

im newly awakened, though the writing was on the wall throughout my entire life. being a wolfdog is mostly an identity thing for me (being queer and Other), though i sometimes experience physical shifts (fur, muzzle, ears) and it sucks. sometimes my shifts can be cozy and comforting though; depends on the day. theyre also anthropomorphic shifts usually. my transmasc identity is sstrongly interwoven with werewolves and lycanthropy. here's what i look like:

☕️ ABOUT ME ...

I'm nineteen (16 and under dni), transmasc (it/he), and queer. kind of a stoner now; get very doggish on grass. some of my hobbies and interests include: reading (slowly mking my way through the cosmere since 2021; tryiong ro reread all of stormlight before kowt comes out), writing essays about things no one but me cares about, video games (red dead <3), and sketching. if you want to hear me talk about those, head to my main blog @trbotunnel; this ones just for therian stuff.

tag index and blinkies under cut

🪴 OG POSTS TAG INDEX ...

#poplar barks: og posts of mine; #dog on the sticks: gaming related posts; #poplar whines: vents; #poplar arts: og art.

🍂 GENERAL / RB'ED POSTS TAG INDEX ...

#fav: fav posts... these are (usually) subcategorised; #ww: werewolfkin stuff; #art: art that i find nice; #words; poetry and such; #moodboards: self explanatory; #ub: userboxes; #p: photography; #gear: self explanatory... stuff i want or like; #den: room/den inspo.

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[windingway]

Joining in -- feel free to try too ✨️

Tag game

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Here's the link to this uquiz site

This is kinda accurate to me

I gonna tag @kakapoto1 @marsinout @nakamopapina @lielais @unhonestlymirror @yeoldehetalian @samrut @caffeinated-beverage @savannahthefangirl @pruszided @pepipejuan @lillipupz @aphfroghat @icelandsgirl @starsilversword @meliissa-art @pinkflipphonez @mapleboba @rtdwishere @the-studious-raccoon @therearelightningonthetatra @not-from-amazon you all can feel free to join it you want to, no pressure ^^💖✨️

[tomatoswup]

Hello !! Can i have some fluff for tristamp!vash please 👉👈 (i'm sorry if i made some grammatical mistakes, english is not my first language :'))

Reader is ww's little sister, and she admires her brother so much that she would copy his cool characteristics, but deep down her personality is more shy, introverted, pure and innocent (as a result of hanging around with vash). One day ww asked his sister to go and confess to vash already (bcs ww can't take it anymore to see both vash and his sister just so sickeningly oblivious about eachother's feelings). So the reader went to confess to vash trying to be cool like her brother and all but failed miserably and return to her original personality (which leaves her stuttering, fidgeting, etc.)

I just realized it's so long- (I'm sorry 😔) feel free to pass this req :D and please keep yourself safe and healthy despite your busy schedule ^^

Confess!

A/N: Thank you for the request anon🫶🫶 This came out alot more longer than i thought,, also sorry for the late response I was multitasking with some work I was doing for school :/ i hope i did the request right -wheeze- Sorry for making you wait D: Enjoy🌱

warnings/tags: vash x reader, little sister!reader and big brother! Wolfwood,,, fluff, 2 am writing bc i need to fix my sleep schedule asap💪💪,, trigun coded chaotic confession from reader,,

Wolfwood liked to consider himself to be an observer, in more ways than one. Being a "priest" on the side, observation was one of the key things he did to keep both you and him alive in these treacherous deserts of No Man's Land but sometimes.

Oh just sometimes, it felt like a curse. And maybe it felt like that because he had watched on as his baby sister slowly fell in love with a moralistic idiot...Eh like a quarter of an idiot really.

"Ow ow ow..." Vash winced in pain as you tightened the bandages on his arm. After a nasty bounty hunter encounter, the group of you guys had decided to take a moments break from the road and crash at this small town that hadn't been too far from where you guys had been. And since having been given a med-kit by a kind family you had run into a while back, you took it upon yourself to patch everyone up with a stern eye, one that Wolfwood often shot at people.

In reality, it was the worst stern eye that Wolfwood couldn't help but want to stifle his laugh.

"Oh shut it, always getting hurt." You scoffed at the sorry-smiling blonde, cleaning the small gash on his right cheek "You act like you can’t die Vash, we're not all immortal..." He let out another small squeak of pain as you accidentally pressed down a little too hard on the wound "You need to take care of yourself a little more."

"Sorry about that.. I’ll try to be careful next time.." Vash sweat-dropped, trying to stop shying away from the cloth of alcohol you held up to him.

From above, Wolfwood dug into the pockets of his jacket, rummaging for another loose lollipop as he watched from the top compartment of the car in silence to not disturb the pair of you.

What? He was there first! Talking about ruining his evening nap..He put the newly found lollipop into his mouth and continued to watch on.

"Hey..." Vash muttered as you swiped your finger across his cheek, making sure the bandage held up.

"Hm?"

With a jolt, you quickly looked up when you felt the warmth of another hand cover your own. "Are you okay?" Vash asked softly as he gave you a concerned glint. Shit, you hadn't noticed you were slightly trembling.

Maybe that encounter ruffled your feathers a bit too much...Were you okay?

"I-" You choked out, feeling that odd churning sensation in your chest that you've only really come to realize you would get only around him. And it made you mentally blow a fuse.

W-What do you say!?!

It took a moments thought before you regained your composure at the sudden touch "I'm..I’m fine Vash.” You reassured him, playfully using your freehand to fix the glasses that had been falling off his nose “Don’t worry about me.”

'Are you kidding me?' Wolfwood thought in exasperation. 2 months, these small little talks and touches have been going on for 2 months now. Two months of him enclosed in a car as the both of you passively flirted with each other.

Yes, passive. Little bits here and there and suddenly you wear his jacket sometimes?

He can't handle the both of you anymore, it felt like he was drinking a overly sugary soda.

At least put a name to it!

Spotting Roberto making his way back to the car from not too far away, an idea struck up in Wolfwood's mind. Something to end the suffering, and something to perhaps help his little sister out.

"HEY ROBERTO!" Wolfwood lazily called out, jump scaring both Vash and you into standing like mercenaries ready for war. Looking up, you couldn't help but frown to see your brother mischievously waving down at the two of you.

"TAKE NEEDLE NOGGIN WITH YOU TO FIND SOME OF THE CAR PARTS! Let his ass do something..." He muttered the last part under his breath as Vash sighed, ultimately being pulled from the back of his jacket by Roberto who continued to walk down the road.

Was that a "Can we leave" from Roberto or was it just you?

"I'LL BE BACK!" You heard the spiky blonde shout out to you, and well, you couldn't help but laugh out and wave.

"Now that he's gone..." Wolfwood pressed down on the lollipop with his teeth until a small crack emitted, starting to chew on the poor candy "Seriously? Why don't you just tell him you like him already?"

Stuffing the med-kit back into your bag, you brushed him off "Nic I don't like him.."

Your brother let out a large, rugged laugh "Are you kidding me? For just being friends you two spend an awful long time alone together."

You felt the heat rise up to your face and god did you hope that it was because of the sun.

"Sorry but I'm gettin' tired of seeing the two of you pin for each-"

Wolfwood was interrupted by your muttering, making him hop off the roof of the car for a closer listen "Wanna say that one more time?"

"I can't..." You muttered as you slapped your hands on your cheeks, shooting your older brother a worried, red look "What if he says no?"

No?

You were worried if the love-struck idiot said no?

Have you really not seen how he would stare at you?

Wolfwood couldn't help but tilt his head in disbelief, the stick of his lollipop hanging off the edge of his mouth "Did you really- You try acting like me but you can't confess a little crush? What happened to that?"

You couldn't help but let out a tired exhale, he did have a point after all. As much as you did try to act like him, all brave and careless, you weren't him. Most honestly, the opposite and Vash had come to prove it too many times that you could count.

And maybe you were a bit too mean while you were putting bandages on him..

You covered your mouth, shyly looking away from your brothers' gaze.

Those times he had comforted you whenever you couldn't sleep, or when you were hurt-

"Oh spare me the shyness!" Wolfwood put a hand on his waist, putting his weight to one leg "Shit, if you don't tell him then I'd might as well-"

"NO!" You gasped out in horror at the idea. "No?"

Picking your bag off the floor, you massaged the bridge of your nose "I'll....Shit I'll do it."

Eh, Wolfwood bet two lollipops and a cup of sand that you were really gonna do it. But anything to end this suffering he's witnessed for god knows how long.

"Well, I'm just sayin' you should do it already. Its been way past due anyways..." He flickered his eyes back to you as he roughly ruffled the top of your head, making you whine in annoyance "Ouch Nic stop-"

"Just tell me when you do it. I'll kick his ass if he tries anything weird-"

"SERIOUSLY!?"

"I'M BEING SERIOUS!"

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And that's how you found yourself outside the small town's saloon. Having asked Meryl where Roberto had dragged Vash, she pointed you to the right direction yet it was one you were a bit hesitant to follow.

Did you ever expect yourself to go into a saloon alone?

Hell no, you didn't even really find yourself talking to people in places like that. The last few times you've actually visited a saloon were only really just you sitting in a corner with Meryl or trying your best to sit away from people, watching as you ate your little plate of food but...

Would it really look weird if you strolled right in?

"It's alright..." You egged yourself on quietly "You can do it..Maybe if I just stroll in like Nic it'll be easy..."

I don't think you've seen how Wolfwood himself has entered bars...yikes..

With only a seconds hesitation, you pushed your legs forward and through the wooden double doors of the saloon, striding right into the loud bustling energy filled room.

Okay maybe you should’ve waited a bit more-

Yelling, laughing and god knows what those words were thrown in the air as the severe smell of sweat reached your nose, making you instinctively scrunch your face in disgust. Ew.

"Excuse me miss!" A waitress yelped out, making you take a quick step back nearly avoiding a bad collision with the poor girl serving drinks. Busy day it seemed, but you were here for other things.

Let's see, where could the two of them be- The sudden shout of your name made you do a double take around the room until the flash of red met your eyes and before you realized it, you saw Vash's waving hand of blue shine under the lights.

Well that was easier than you thought!

A wide smile on his face, his eyes practically sparkled as you pushed past several bar-goers and to his table. "Aren't I glad to see you!" Taking the seat next to him, you looked around the room once again "Wasn't Roberto suppose to..." You trailed off, turning and seeing the bummed out look on Vash's face.

"Well, we were gonna get the parts, but he saw the sign outside-"

Ohhh, the "if you bring two people they'll give you 50% off" poster...Made a lot more sense to be honest.

"And well, I guess you know what happened from there..." He sighed, resting his head on his hand, closing his eyes dramatically before batting them up at you "Now why are you here? I know you're not a big fan of these kinds of places."

So it did look weird!

Oh god...Your face began to feel a bit more hotter than usual as you unconsciously started playing around with a loose thread on your pants "Oh um...W-Well I came to tell you..." You nervously laughed out as Vash obliviously smiled at you, waiting for your response.

What if he said no?

With that singular thought, that singular worry that ran through your head once again, you choked. Nope, you couldn't do this.

You felt your heart beat against the walls of your chest alongside the loud environment and it felt...overwhelming. You should’ve done this another time.

The wooden chair scratched across the floor behind you as you shot up from your seat, making Vash jump a little "Actually Vash, I actually wanted to show you something I learned!” You fake laughed, taking a few steps back "But I just think it's bad timing maybe if I could just go outside to think about it-" Fumbling over your words, you hadn't completely taken in your surroundings when suddenly, you felt your back bump into one of the servers.

And with a scream, the server flew backwards and straight into the nearby table, flipping everything onto the...Very burly men sitting around it.

oops…

"HEY!" One of them hollered at you as you threw your hands up in surrender, the bar shushing down as the rest of the men began to spit out threats like venom.

"Woah woah woah! Hey guys, can't we all calm down and just chat? Haha? Maybe my friend here could show you a few tricks she just learned!" Vash intervened, putting a hand on your shoulder as he pulled you back behind him, putting his own body infront of you. Sweat starting to run on his forehead, he gave you one last nervous smile, teeth baring out “Right?”

Definitely not.

As if everything froze, the saloon had gone as silent as a library after Vash's remark.

Ohhh you fucked up...

Big time.

It was until the sudden shout of "Bar Fight!" had run through the room that you snapped out of your daze, realizing someone move faster than you had.

Vash took the opportunity to quickly turn and tackle you down to the ground just in time to dodge various glass bottles that had been heading your way.

"Gotcha!" Vash breathed out, pushing a wooden table down so that the both of you could take cover from the mess that was amping up at every second. The screams, yells and things breaking had made you put your hand over your mouth and listen in horror at the mess you had just created because of your last minute attempt to run away.

"Vash I'm so sorry oh my god.." You cried out from beside him as he gave you a nervous laugh "It's really no problem- GYAH!" He screamed, throwing himself forwards whilst pulling you along to avoid the body of a heavy-weight bounty hunter that had almost been thrown into you guys.

"LIKE I WAS SAYING, THERES NOT REALLY ANY PROBLEM! WE BOTH KNOW THIS IS THE KIND OF TROUBLE I ALWAYS FALL IN!" He yelped as you hurridly crawled to the next table for cover, Vash following behind.

"WHAT DID YOU REALLY WANNA SAY? AT THE TABLE?!" He loudly asked as you snapped your red face to him.

Crap.

Can't escape it now can you?

“I LIKE YOU!” You blurted out over the noise, catching him off guard "But! But uh! Not like the regular kinda like ya know!? More like a like-like? More like you make my stomach flutter and-" You continued to jumble your thoughts out as they zipped through your mind at the speed of light.

Fight or flight? HELL FLIGHT!

Pulling yourself up from the floor and onto your feet, you looked back down at Vash without thinking “IT'S OKAY IF YOU DON'T-"

"WATCH OUT!"

//

By the end of the day, everything worked out! Uh...Kinda.

"Ow ow ow..." You groaned, trying to lean away from Vash as he wiped the dirt off from the bump on your forehead.

"Hey don't lean away from me~"

This felt familiar didn’t it?

Well, besides getting hit with a metal serving pan square in the head, the both of you were able to get out of that hell hole without any other big injuries besides from your dignity.

And you made a big note to yourself currently sitting on the saloon steps, to never go into a saloon again.

Of course you had to make such a mess whilst just trying to confess your love to someone, it just had to be your luck! Maybe that was what Wolfwood was rubbing off on you!

You tried your best to avoid Vash's peering eyes as the tips of his fingers caressed your forehead, causing goosebumps to run up your shoulders "I never gave you an answer did I?" He pondered. And before you knew it, you felt a quick sting of pressure on your forehead and right on the bump, both hands of his gentle with holding the sides of your cheeks.

"V-Vash!?" You gaped out as he backed away, the blush on his face mimicking your own as he rubbed the back of his neck with his hand "You really had a man's heart pumping with what you said back there! It might have not been as pretty with, uh ya know..” He wiped the bump on your forehead with his thumb “But I’ll always say yes, even if you confessed to me in the deserts or in space..”

You stifled your laugh “Oh really?”

“Definitely.”

The sun had begun to set orange and yellow, illuminating the back of Vash’s body and thinking about it, you hadn't regret all those feelings, or this chaotic moment with him.

It felt like a mental photo that you had taken as those bright blue eyes shined adoringly at you as you couldn't help but break out into giggles.

“You beat me to it though…” He chuckled as he got up and offered his hand down to you. "How does breakfast sound? Maybe I could..confess my love to you in donuts?”

“Well don’t mind if I do~”

Breakfast sounded perfect.

[farah009]

Hi everyone

[urthwing]

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blood, gore, violence, blades, scars/sh, toxic relationships, nsfw subjects

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✦ name is jay! i can also be called jayd or jade.

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✧ frequent dsaf, fiona and cake/adventure time and gravity falls poster

✦ full time yearner and lover-girl (i love to love... )

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✦ heart ✧ in love with a ghost ✦ phoebe bridgers ✧ the feminine complex ✦ fleetwood mac ✧ the cranberries ✦ kate bush ✧ stevie nicks ✦ bôa ✧ the daughters of eve ✦ sixpence none the richer ✧ jeff buckley ✦ tears for fears ✧ strawberry switchblade ✦ the beatles ✧ mazzy star ✦ big thief ✧ men i trust ✦ tv girl ✧ jimi hendrix ✦ the velvet underground ✧ the smiths ✦ radiohead ✧ beach house ✦ cocteau twins ✧ norah jones ✦ beabadoobee ✧ clairo ✦ adrienne lenker

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✧ dsaf ✦ dialtown ✧ fnaf ✦ mlp ✧ tadc ✦ stranger things ✧ gravity falls ✦ gilmore girls ✧ ianowt ✦ madoka magica ✧ adventure time ✦ fiona and cake ✧ toh ✦ animal crossing (nh and ww) ✧ coraline ✦ lps ✧ class of 09 ✦ i love amy ✧ inside job ✦ tgswiiwagaa ✧ ohshc ✦ nge

✧ ghibli films like ; howls moving castle, the wind rises, the cat returns, nausicaä of the valley of the wind, whisper of the heart, ponyo, when marnie was there, the secret world of arietty, spirited away, princess mononoke, my neighbor totoro, kiki's delivery service, porco rosso, castle in the sky, ocean waves, only yesterday.

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Postaram się tutaj pisać motylkowego bloga ⟡

Dzisiaj już trochę mniej zjadłem i czuję się o wiele lepiej niż gdy wpieprzałem jak świnia tyle niepotrzebnych kalorii.

Muszę koniecznie się nauczyć liczyć kalorie, przez ten miesiąc sprobuje jeść po 1500 kalorii a stopniowo po 1000 a także zrobić “zapasy” płaktów ryżowych, musów czy innych nisko kalorycznych rzeczy.

Wczoraj miałem mini cheat day ponieważ zjadłem 2 kawałki WW. Mogłem ich nie jjeść, już nigdy nie chce jeść żadnej czekolady albo innych słodyczy. Nie chcę być świnką.

Dzisiaj koleżanka z klasy zapytała się mnie jak to jest zjeść cały automat pełen słodkości i innych napojów i, że gdyby miała tylko wystarczającą ilość pieniędzy to że by wykupiła wszystko i oczywiście zjadła. Odpowiedziałem jej, że nigdy w życiu bym tego nie zrobił ze względu na kalorie na co ona spojrzała na mnie i powiedziała że już jestem wystarczająco chudy i abym się nimi nie przejmował. Ale pewnie kłamała, nie chcę być świnką. Chcę zobaczyć tą magiczne 38 kg na wadze.

Postaram się jutro lecieć na faście i nie jjeść od 20:00

Życzcie mi powodzenia -`♡´-

𖦹 ׂ 𓈒 🦋 Chudego dnia motylki／ ⋆ ۪

[windingway]

being rambly in the tags is one of my fave parts about tumblr.

And earlier, when i was rambly, I was reminded of so many things, like one of those collages you see of different quotes and art by all different artists centralized on a theme

one of them was very directly a reference to The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock and 🤩❗️ it has been a poem of great significance for us for at least a decade now (!!!!!!)

Prufrock, as a character expressed through this poem, is a man who is deeply anxious, avoidant, and is struggling with being heterosexual and approaching women, basically.

In particular, he anticipates rejection, mockery of his physical "imperfections", and disconnection because of being misunderstood (or perhaps disagreed with).

He tries to rally himself up and faces how very predictably unheroic he is instead. He contends himself to a life of Forever Anxiety, avoidance, and daydreaming that is forever shattered by intrusions of "how it would really play out"

I felt so seen by this poem a decade ago. Yes! This was someone who had experienced the same grip of racing thoughts and anxiety, albeit about different things.

And I still feel seen by it, albeit in a different way. I see it as history I have processed instead of an active lived experience. My anxiety is far from absent, though I am better equipped to regulate it now. And it serves as a touchstone, to remember what it means if my thinking begins to go there again.

[humanitysong]

plant - y 🌱 headcanons !!

va.sh hears plants as a sort of singing sound ( I imagine something along this sound here ?? it has a near angelic high pitched sound. I think it's also called a whistle register when people can do it - like here - it's just that plants have an obvious none human sound & it's instinctively eerie ). it's always there. like a humming in the air for him that he has learned to block out. until something changes & he knows one of the plants is in trouble.

va.sh can produce the same sound, his being audible for humans. probably still a bit creepy for human ears to hear because it just seems to come from his entire body. it also grows quieter & less audible the more plant like he becomes.

otherwise they communicate with telepathy, though it is none vocal but rather emotion based. va.sh has quite the influence over other plants, he can get their heart rate ( & his own ) down to nearly zero if he wants to.

he seems to kinda take up a big brother role towards plants? in ch 09 ( not tri.max, just tri.gun ) he actually calls a plant that is acting up a spoiled girl / spoiled brat,,,

plants become more lively around him, they can be seen floating down towards him, some even giving him a little grin & he might just roll his eyes because "don't sass me, sister :/"

they feel his physical sensations too. the plants know he is hurting & plants who are near him whenever he gets hurt might have a violent reaction by flinching & he can hear them crying out. he is always incredibly sorry when that happens & if he can he will go to that plant later to reassure them he is fine.

the feathers canonly transfer memories. i think if he focused, va.sh could produce feathers with a specific memory that he wants to share, but otherwise people get what they get. this is why he is so incredibly careful with being touched & why he has a lot of self soothing gestures ( hugging himself tightly ) ...which makes me think, he has touched ww several times while his feathers were showing so haha he rlly said 'welp here have some of my memories'

[sluttywonwoo]

wonwoo cock

yeah

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❌, 🌱 , 🔮

@knaivcs | Prompts I'd Like to Recive: Headcanons

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❌ ] is there something your muse struggles with that they might never overcome? what is it? why do they have so much trouble with it?

It's hard to pin down the exact words because its a big cocktail of things that all bleed into eachother. His self worth, guilt, the desire to stick to the morals he's chosen, they all blend together and just make life a Struggle:tm:

I think if I had to narrow it down for this ask...the guilt. It's almost entirely self-imposed but he carries it none the less. Guilt for every life he fails to save or protect, taking every confrontation on his own shoulders because this or that town only ended up in trouble becuase he was there.

And he struggles so much with it because even if its something that can;t be helped, even if the blame more logically should be put on the people chasing after him, rather than his own sheer existance, he can't bring himself to see it that way.

All he knows is that danger and trouble follow him, people get involved, get hurt, and the easiest way to avoid that is not to let people near him.

So clearly, if he's the catalyst, it's all his fault, right?

🌱 ] what themes are relevant to your muse?

Oh man the amount of meta-analysis posts ive seen abt this subject on twitter.

Personally I think...I wanna narrow it down to/focus on the themes of...like...morality, choice, finding good in hopelessness, because those are what I personally see and enjoy most in Vash. There's so many, in the whole show, manga, just every medium of Trigun as a whole let alone what Vash represents, but for me?

Yeah, I think the theme of choices and morality, and moral choices, is a big one that I like to think abotu and play around with. Becuase Vash isn't 100% good and kind by sheer nature, he activly makes the choice to be how he is.

Sure it's made a little easier maybe by the fact he's an absolute sweetheart, but he's not incapable of violence. Of negitive emotions, fear and anger, lashing out. He just has a tight reign on it and choses not to. He choses to smile and let it all roll off his shoulders. Choses to be kind in the face of unending cruelty.

He chose his moral path, and sometimes he has to fight so viciously to hold onto it. He fights tooth and nail almost constantly to cling to the good in humanity, when the whole plant seems to be doing it's best to try and prove him wrong.

And that's just. Really fun and interesting to me.

🔮 ] what is your muse’s relationship with religion and spirituality? were they raised in a certain religion? have they stuck with the same set of spiritual beliefs all their life, or have they changed over time? are they settled in their spirituality now?

Just from the sheer fact that Trigun exists half way over the edge of the "being bible fanfic" cliff I wanna say he's been exposed to a decent level of christianity, but personally lands somewhere between "beleives but doesn't practice any faith" and "if god exists he hates me"

Okay but in all seriousness. Vash I think....he doesn't hate the idea of a higher being, and he's ABSOLUTELY never going to be the type of dismiss or look down on another persons religion, but he's just kind of...in a religious limbo, I guess.

I feel like, espcially after meeting Wolfwood (if we take as an example, a Wolfwood who is more religious...if dubiously)Vash has maybe sat down once or twice and tried to pray, if he's felt desperate enough, curious enough. He probbaly asked WW to teach him more about religion, too, since he probbaly got a barebones education thus far if that.

He's definitly not a practicing christian/catholic, doesn;t activly seek out god or let religion influence his life and decisions. But he can understand and even sometimes feel for himself the comofrt those kinds of people get from having a figure like God to take comfort or look for help in.