Love And Peace

Caf or Caffi. She/They. 30. Bi. Ace. caffeinefire on AO3.

[ofgunsandgraves]

⊱༺GUEST SPOTLIGHT༻⊰

Next up is Caf, a writer for Of Guns & Graves! We are extremely excited to read the piece They’ll create for our zine!

[cowboyhatesithere]

I love personalization. I love stickers on water bottles and on laptops. I love shitty marker drawing on the toes of converse. I love hand embroidered doodles on jeans. I love posters on walls. I love knick knacks on shelves. I love jewelry with goofy charms. I love when people take things and make them theirs.

[demoncity]

Clementine's apartment in Stray (2022) dev. BlueTwelve Studio

[caffeinefire]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Inspired by this post by @chachassirkom !

Summary:

Wolfwood made a tactical retreat, pulling Vash between buildings and out of the row of food stalls. He didn’t stop until they were through the alley and safely in the town center. It was still crowded, the festival in full swing down every road, but the game and information booths were less dangerous for his wallet.

“Sorry Wolfwood,” Vash shoved the last bit of candied air into his mouth. “It all just looks so good! It’s been years since I saw a festival like this… Aren’t you going to try yours?” Wolfwood held out the other candy stick without comment, and Vash accepted it with a grin.

“I’ll never understand how your teeth haven’t rotted straight outta your skull. How do ya stomach so much sugar in a single mornin’?”

[caffeinefire]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Inspired by this post by @chachassirkom !

Summary:

Wolfwood made a tactical retreat, pulling Vash between buildings and out of the row of food stalls. He didn’t stop until they were through the alley and safely in the town center. It was still crowded, the festival in full swing down every road, but the game and information booths were less dangerous for his wallet.

“Sorry Wolfwood,” Vash shoved the last bit of candied air into his mouth. “It all just looks so good! It’s been years since I saw a festival like this… Aren’t you going to try yours?” Wolfwood held out the other candy stick without comment, and Vash accepted it with a grin.

“I’ll never understand how your teeth haven’t rotted straight outta your skull. How do ya stomach so much sugar in a single mornin’?”

[smallerdelusions]

is this the way you want it?

[aroace-ryland-grace]

I NEED to write fanfiction <- guy who is not writing fanfiction

[chachassirkom]

i hc most plants give off a whole lot of uv light when they have wings so if you stand in presence of one not behind glass you get sunburnt

also maybe some occasionally master ultra red so they can help their skin heal and possibly others' too

[chachassirkom]

i hc people on gunsmoke sometimes go to plant bulbs and leave little offerings. toys, flowers, foods maybe. maybe some towns have festivals that include the tradition of gifting something to the dependent plant powering your city. maybe a superstition, maybe some people believe it will keep the plant calm and stable. i mean i think nightow mentioned something how plants need light and air and sugar or something (like actual plants)? so maybe pastries and candy and candles

[chachassirkom]

ahh uh this!! it wasnt an interview it was in trimax manga somewhere where they explain the plants, i think it was at the sandsteamer. i'm not 100% sure it specifically said sugar, but i think it said something about glucose, oxygen and light, i assume it was meant to be based on actual plant breathing photosynthesis and aerobic/anaerobic energy production.

but also maybe it was a mistranslation or also maybe my brain made it up cuz my memory is really tricky

[chachassirkom]

i hc people on gunsmoke sometimes go to plant bulbs and leave little offerings. toys, flowers, foods maybe. maybe some towns have festivals that include the tradition of gifting something to the dependent plant powering your city. maybe a superstition, maybe some people believe it will keep the plant calm and stable. i mean i think nightow mentioned something how plants need light and air and sugar or something (like actual plants)? so maybe pastries and candy and candles

[cygnahime]

Hanahaki disease is a psychosomatic illness. It's a thing that your body does in response to stress over constantly repressing/concealing your feelings in settings with high background magic. It's like you've been ignoring pain for a long time and suddenly your vision starts going dark, because your affected body is just YANKING on random alerts trying to get you to PAY ATTENTION there is a PROBLEM. Yes the flowers do really exist. So do non-magical psychosomatic symptoms. The flowers aren't special.

This does of course open up the trope to options for non-romantic concealed feelings. Which I think is great. There is something viscerally satisfying about the person who seems so outwardly chipper coughing and hacking and spitting up Depression Flowers so now everyone has to know they're hurting. Isn't there?

[specificwatcher]

Hanahaki, but it's a child that feels neglected by their parents.

Hanahaki, but it's someone whose friends have started ghosting them.

Hanahaki, someone's wife is cheating on them.

Hanahaki, the disease that gives you three options: confront your feelings, destroy the love you hold for someone or perish choking on roses.

[redinthesea]

The curse of being an artist is you can't be normal about headcanons and just make a text post or something, instead you have to draw entire little character interactions that are oh so addicting to make.

[ryanthel0ser]

This is everything to me I hope you know that

[justslightlyconfused]

That ‘comment on your a03 work’ email hits like a line of cocaine every time. unmatched dopamine increase. shoutout to everyone who leaves a comment on fics. you deserve the world

[scribeherself]

There is no drug on earth that can replicate the absolute euphoria of hitting a writing flow state at 2:00 AM. You aren’t even typing anymore. You are a vessel. You are a channel for the gods. The characters are speaking directly into your brain and you’re just the stenographer trying to keep up. You feel like you could fight a bear. You feel like you invented the alphabet

[spicymayoblandketchup]

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[theeverfascinatedearthcitizen]

Sure, Vash is cool with his superb gunmanship, otherworldly powers, protecting people, and fighting for love and for peace.

But it's the littlest moments that hit me the hardest.

Trigun 1998:

A line directed at the unborn chicken in the egg cracked while training, that became his breakfast. Such a trivial and small thing for most, but not for Vash. Not too small to notice, not taken for granted. Holy.

Edit: As you can tell by the comments, I've been informed no chicks were harmed in the making of Trigun 98, which I'm delighted to learn, but you still get the point, right? ; )

And in Stampede, for me, it was this moment when I knew this man was worth following him to the ends of the planet through whatever hardships

Held at gunpoint, about to be either killed or turned in to the military police (yes, we know the townspeople's motivations, and no, it's not supposed to be an easy choice), and he gives them this. The gentle look and smile of understanding. Not a hint of "oh no, why me, please no". Instead it's "if it helps you at least a little, I accept this fate".

I'd read a few words about Trigun before getting into it, and caught mentions of something-something religious out of the corner of my eye. Then, watching this scene, I thought "Wow, this must be what they're talking about; this guy is all-forgiving".

This destroys me every time, and yes, tears were shed while writing this.