Reflections in an imperfect mirror

Side blog to @InkkSUNA // Millions Knives // Heavily canon divergant // Reverse alternate AU // 18+ // NSFW friendly // Written, drawn and loved by InkkSUNA

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Millions Knives // Heavily canon divergant // Reverse AU // NSFW // Selective

Crash landing on the ocean world of gunsmoke, humanity has had to adapt to such a hostile environment while fending off the natives. Nai Saverem does his best to benefit humanity, but he can't help but think this realm would be perfect as a new homeworld for the plants rather than the final bastion of humanity's carelessness.

His brother, while more extreme in his methods, can't help but agree.

( Willing to accept asks from non RP accounts for lore queries and silly funtime asks ) Written, illustrated and loved by @inkksuna. Please do not repost.

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-- It's been awhile! Is the Trigun Stampede rp world still active out there? --

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Theme preview for all my sweet mobile users! I had to share the results. i'm so proud! Anyways here's all the important links mobile users will need!!! < 3

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A sillie chibi of knives getting hurt, and legato making him rest and recover. It's an ongoing joke between @fatedstrands and I

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I wanted to see if I still had the magic for lineless renders. Here's a painting of Knives uwu

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I'm drawing stinkee man. Knives is so fine, and for what reason???

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He hears the Legatos are unionising... Should he be scared???

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Pls consider; siren AU knives, but he's not the evil twin.

Coming soon? Pirate captain Legato~

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As promised, pirate captain legato. Liberator of slaves, legend upon the seas and reveared as the best out there. Many tales of his exploits have been made into song, and some are convinced he isn't entirely human- or not human entirely. It isn't too far from the truth.

A chance encounter with a wartorn human fleet that coloured the waters red had him sail across Nai. Unconcious and barely clinging to life. Legato not one to ask questions lept overboard without second thought and dragged him aboard, covering him with the infamous pristine white coat and granting him modesty.

Not knowing, he'd brought a siren prince aboard in his human disguise.

In this verse of course, Vash is the one who hates humans and depises Nai's curiosity of the land. In a final confrontation, Vash leads the siren army against a human fleet of ships and banishing his brother, never to return. Tangled in nets and left to be torn to pieces in the aftermath, this is when Legato finds him.

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Vash's result; 38. A kiss while one party is carried (from marine AU Nai)

It's not the first time Nai has had to haul Vash from the waters, strong arms clung tight against his comparibly almost scrawny 'brother' from another world. Not knowing to swim on this version of gunsmoke was deadly and even with a boyancy system in place now, swimming was still a work in progress. They'd been celebrating Vash's stay & recovery with the group on the old galleon from the early days of colonisation as they searched for a way to get him back home. Neither of them were truly sure how he arrived, only one night he was streaking through the sky like a fallen star and landed in the shallows injured.

They'd been tending to him since. Zazie was swinging from the rigging and Vash soon followed, the two scampering to claim the last doughnut when some rigging snapped and the gunman was sent hurtling towards the waters below.

Panic set in quick, flailing in the deep water and Nai didn't even hesitate to jump in. His jacket flung onto the deck with his shoes before saving his brother once again. The biologist didn't bother bringing Vash back to the boat once he was saved from the icy cold waters, held tight like a precious bundle but instead brought to dry land. The shame was setting in already- he knew it was, and so. He mimicked what Rem would do for them when they were younger. A gentle forehead kiss, to show he wasn't mad in the slightest. Just glad that Vash- this Vash- was okay.

"I have you Vash. You're safe." Nai states, factual and calm. "I won't let anything bad happen to you while you're here."

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Apparently this was the origin of plants on earth for trigun stampede???

(Credit here)

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Hands Nai a case of Monster Energy drinks. "These fell off a ship, and humans drink these, so we thought we should bring them here~" They are eagerly expecting praise like a dog playing fetch. There is no guarantee these fell off by natural means either.

"They seem to be canned drinks..." Nai murmurs, inspecting the offered item but offering up headpats with a warm smile to his local friendly kraken. "I'm glad at least they aren't littering the local ecosystem, thank you for your efforts." His gaze lingers on the case, squinting curiously. "Should we try them?"

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vash is still not used to this new situation he found himself in - pushing the question aside on how he got there, he found himself at awe whenever he looked outside of the window. he had known about oceans since his first year of life, had seen pictures and videos that rem showed him but he had never properly seen one before. and now he woke up to the sight and sound of it.

he looks up at his ceiling - his ceiling! when was the last time vash had a proper home?! - and lets his thoughts drift a little. he thinks it strange how this world seemed to mirror his but always in opposites, sand became water, foes turned friends... most curious of all he found himself face to face with a rather gentle mirror of his brother.

it is that man's voice that has vash looking up and smiling sheepishly. "sorry, I'll be with you in one moment" he calls out and jumps out of his bed. luckily vash is used to a hectic life so his clothes are quickly put on before he leaves his room.

"you are sure this is alright? I know you can drop down into the water but I don't really know how to swim" there had been a pool on ship five and rem certainly taught her boys how to swim but that had been a lifetime and another ago. "...and what if your dependents don't like me?"

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Nai waits patiently against the dining table, a small smile offered through the natural resting bitch face that was his default expression, his eyes softening at the sight of the chaotic blonde. Even if his own experiences with this reality's Vash hadn't been pleasant this one was... Much kinder. Gentle, even if his eyes spoke of age old tiredness.

"You needn't drop into the water if you worry for your safety, but I will be there for you. I won't let anything happen," the biologist assures Vash absolutely, leaving no room for doubts.

"As for the dependants, they are quite docile and affectionate. They don't need to eat but... Since bonding with humans of the settlement they've taken on eating as a habit to fit into the 'pack' better. I just thought you might enjoy interacting with our own kind." And hopefully feel more at home.

Speaking of home... "...I feel I should mention though, in worst case scenario and we end up unable to figure out how to return you home to your reality, I could teach you how to swim? Most of this planet is water, after all." The idea sounds cute, adorable even. Teaching his not-brother how to swim while the deep sea eels Zazie was a part of kept the waters clear and safe for them while the gunman learnt. Truthfully he didn't want this Vash to leave. It was less lonely, not being the only independant around. Zazie was the closest but even then they couldn't relate, as they were always among their own kind, a vibrant buzzing hive mind.

Nai shifts, moving to the kitchen to help get started on something for his guest, not liking standing still, always seeking movement. The biologist wasn't sure if he ate like his real brother but it was better to be prepared. Something simple, like an omlette to start off the day.

"How do you like your omlettes?" He asks softly, moving without question and pulling eggs from a carton, fresh from the livestock they tended to on this small island chain.

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(Roleplay thread with @humanitysong // Marine AU) Morning sunlight filtered in through shuttered blinds and the eternal sound of waves crashing and ocean faring seabirds crested overhead. The day had begun in Gunsmoke, and with it came Nai's new guest.

A Vash- but not his Vash. This one was nice, startlingly. A far cry from the brutality of his own, this one smiled sweetly and showed genuine kindness that was hard to fake. He'd doubted it at first but with the consistency the independant had shown...

The doubts are shaken free as he knocks on the door to Vash's temporary residence, a small habitat building they'd put together last minute but it was no less welcoming. The island Legato's strands having claimed providing rare stability for the metallic pod-like homes, decorated with a little sign and what furnishings the group could spare to offset the sterile nature of the home.

A stark difference to Vash's Nai, he was certain, Nai broods with a huff. He enters the space gingerly, padding in and calling for the male, trying the bedroom door next.

"Vash? You awake yet? You're going to miss the morning feeding dive for the dependants." He calls from the door, checking the time on his waterproof watch anxiously. If there was one thing Nai cared about more than Vash, it was ensuring the dependants were fed and groomed well. And making sure Vash actually ate today.

"We have about 45 minutes before we need to get going."

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Carolina Reapers? What on Gunsmoke was that. The pain doesn't set in instantly, so they think for a moment they've become immune by eating enough chilies. But as Knives keeps talking and explaining, they're realizing very quickly that was not, in fact, the case.

Learn their follies is right. It does not take very long for the being to start sweating - an impressive achievement for the sea-dwelling creature. And oh, they're understanding why these were segregated from the majority of the guardian.

"Wait-- wait waitwaitwait we--"

Talking hurts too much so they stop, and all they can do now is blow out their mouth. Fanning their tongue, they're trying their hardest not to cry as the spice starts climbing and climbing and-- is breathing making this worse?? Was Nai going to forbid them that white drink that took the pain away last time?

They look up to Nai with wide watery eyes, whining and looking simply pathetic and miserable. A victim of their own consequences.

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Nai watches the entire ordeal happen, a stern look on his features.

He gladly kept Zazie well fed, they had no reason to venture into the crop plots and pilfer without reason to. This entire interaction was one of rebellion and defiance and while Nai didn't mind the kraken causing playful trouble... These were Legato's special ones. His special human's vices for when things were too much.

The hivemind had to be taught a lesson, hopefully one that would stick this time.

He folds his arms now, huffing softly as Zazie's eyes water and their expression turns miserable. He leans down now, raising a brow simply.

"Have you learnt your lesson?" His tone is clipped, a sign he wasn't happy but not mad. Not yet.

"Promise you will not touch Legato's things again. This patch is off limits." The biologist demands, waving for a nearby worker to fetch milk and creams for the dumb fish.