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Because he thought her gun looked cool, Chopper could tell that Milly was a brave warrior. After a few hours of consideration, he finally figured out how to befriend her. Jumping out from behind the corner of a building, he blocked the tall girl's path, pointing his hoof toward her. "There you are!"
Milly was killing time in the latest town while Meryl ran errands, doing her form of bar hopping–cafe hopping. Three cups of oolong tea and four plates of princess cake later, she was feeling peppier then she had all week. There was a very chipper spring to her step as she meandered through town, all of her cares swept away like the desert breeze through her hair. With her guard substantially low, Milly didn’t anticipate any sudden encounters, so when the little guy popped out at her, she nearly fell over.
“Wha–??” Pulling back on her massive stungun at the very last second, she stamped down her defensive instincts long enough to really see who had disrupted her and…
“…there I am??” She laughed out loud and rubbed her eyes to be sure what she was seeing was real.
And it was CUTE.
“Oh my goodness!!” Stooping down to be more at level with the little guy, Milly beamed brightly at this adorable stranger.
“I’ve never seen anyone quite like you before!!” Don’t squeal, Milly. Don’t swoon. Keep it cool. “But… Do you know me??”
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hope your days get softer from here on out. hope the hurt lessens and the dark turns to light. you deserve gentleness and good love. I hope it finds you soon.
vicioussuggestion:
do not touch the ones i love ill tear you apart if i have to
The important people in our lives leave imprints. They may stay or go in the physical realm, but they are always there in your heart, because they helped form your heart. There’s no getting over that.
Rachel Cohn (via derringer-merylstryfe)
This, to me, sounds like the mindset of most of those on Gunsmoke. Just trying to make it through the day the best they can, even if it means turning a blind eye to what should really matter…
@nicholas-wolfwood @firsthumandisaster @typhcccn @milly-thompson
someone asked for more Milly 🌻✨
Sunshine girls ☀️✨
Every journey begins with a single step. We just have to have patience.
Milly Thompson from Trigun
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"Heeey, it's the tall insurance girl! Long time no see!"
Milly’s entire demeanor brightens when she hears that telltale voice. Spinning toward the sound, she slings her arms around him before she can even fully register that it’s him.
“Mr. Vash!!” Utterly unashamed of expressing affection, the big girl gives him a good, hearty squeeze.
“Long time!!!” She finally releases him, almost as an afterthought, cheeks a touch pink.
“How are you?” She looks him over, curiosity masking her concern. She’s always worried about her little family, but unlike Meryl who bubbles over with it, Milly maintains a quiet temperament. She doesn’t fret, but she does observe.
OH GOSH HE CAN’T BREATHE OH GOSH OH GOSH-
Oh thank goodness, she let go! Vash pants slightly, a hand over his heart. That thing was going bada-boom bada-boom, but it would calm eventually as his breathing regulated again. He forgot how brute Milly’s strength was sometimes, what a good reminder he was given. After a moment of gathering his composure and taking a couple more breaths, he met her eyes with his own, a grin taking place on his face.
“I’ve been doing quite well. Wandering as usual. What were you doin’ leavin’ the shorter one all by her lonesome, huh?” he asks with a laugh, joking with Milly on that last part. Surely she had probably been away on vacation, visiting family maybe. That was just a guess on the Plant’s part however.
Oops. Her smile turns sheepish when she realizes that she’d nearly crushed Vash the Stampede. In a weak attempt to make amends, she pats his shoulders and adjusts his rumpled collar with a little, playful laugh.
“Oh, I took some vacation time! I didn’t want to drag Senpai back with me to see my family–although they all adore her–and she insisted she had work here anyway.” She tucks a few flyaway strands of hair behind her ear and quirks a brow.
“…but it sounds like she wasn’t alone the whole time.” Milly–sweet, innocent Milly–actually smirks.
“I really, really like you, Mr. Vash! …so don’t hurt her, okay?”
It felt like he had a lump in his throat. How did she…? Noooo, he was gonna play dumb with this one. It was hard enough to even vocalize his feelings for Meryl, and he was still trying to get used to the fact that they were together now. Teal hues showed that anxiety, while his face tried to hide that fact.
“Huh-? Why would I hurt her….?”
Her smile is serene, but her voice carries profound emotion not usually conveyed--directly from the heart.
“If you leave... which you do--and I know you can’t help it, but... She’s strong, Mr. Vash--stronger than you may know. She wants to be with you, which means she doesn’t want you to be alone.”
And then, just like that, she perks up, demeanor changing on a dime.
“Oh!! I’ve got something for you!” Excitedly, she rummages through her bag, producing a petite box, which she offers to him.
It’s full of equally petite cupcakes, all of them different flavors.
“My big-big sister and I baked them. I hope they’re still good, given how hot it’s been. They might be a little melted, but melty chocolate is still just as good!” She winks.
there are people you haven’t met yet who will love you
"Heeey, it's the tall insurance girl! Long time no see!"
Milly’s entire demeanor brightens when she hears that telltale voice. Spinning toward the sound, she slings her arms around him before she can even fully register that it’s him.
“Mr. Vash!!” Utterly unashamed of expressing affection, the big girl gives him a good, hearty squeeze.
“Long time!!!” She finally releases him, almost as an afterthought, cheeks a touch pink.
“How are you?” She looks him over, curiosity masking her concern. She’s always worried about her little family, but unlike Meryl who bubbles over with it, Milly maintains a quiet temperament. She doesn’t fret, but she does observe.
OH GOSH HE CAN’T BREATHE OH GOSH OH GOSH-
Oh thank goodness, she let go! Vash pants slightly, a hand over his heart. That thing was going bada-boom bada-boom, but it would calm eventually as his breathing regulated again. He forgot how brute Milly’s strength was sometimes, what a good reminder he was given. After a moment of gathering his composure and taking a couple more breaths, he met her eyes with his own, a grin taking place on his face.
“I’ve been doing quite well. Wandering as usual. What were you doin’ leavin’ the shorter one all by her lonesome, huh?” he asks with a laugh, joking with Milly on that last part. Surely she had probably been away on vacation, visiting family maybe. That was just a guess on the Plant’s part however.
Oops. Her smile turns sheepish when she realizes that she’d nearly crushed Vash the Stampede. In a weak attempt to make amends, she pats his shoulders and adjusts his rumpled collar with a little, playful laugh.
“Oh, I took some vacation time! I didn’t want to drag Senpai back with me to see my family–although they all adore her–and she insisted she had work here anyway.” She tucks a few flyaway strands of hair behind her ear and quirks a brow.
“…but it sounds like she wasn’t alone the whole time.” Milly–sweet, innocent Milly–actually smirks.
“I really, really like you, Mr. Vash! …so don’t hurt her, okay?”
milly-thompson:
❤
“!!!!!!!” Her face illuminates like the first lighting of a Christmas tree.
“Oh, my god! So I was right! I’m so happy for you, Senpai!”
Snorting, she playfully nudges Meryl with an elbow.
“I’m glad I did if it meant it finally happening.” Her expression softens, then. “Do you think it’s.. just a one night stand, or… love?”
“I-i wasn’t talking about that! I just– I mean we did but..” The shorter woman blushed feverishly. Damn that girl’s intuition. “I was talking about that.. well.. he and I are together and…yeah some words were said and…” She kicked dirt with her shoe. Feelings didn’t quite form to words for her very easily.
“You always get so flustered when he’s involved. It’s really cute.” Meryl’s hair receives a good ruffling. “So he did say it back??” She claps her hands together and giggles. “I’m so glad! You had it bad for him for so long, I was worried it would never come to pass, or that I’d have to start sending anonymous love letters.” She would, too. Milly doesn’t play around when it comes to getting things done--especially when it’s sitting right there, ignored and unaddressed.
“How did it happen?”
"Heeey, it's the tall insurance girl! Long time no see!"
Milly’s entire demeanor brightens when she hears that telltale voice. Spinning toward the sound, she slings her arms around him before she can even fully register that it’s him.
“Mr. Vash!!” Utterly unashamed of expressing affection, the big girl gives him a good, hearty squeeze.
“Long time!!!” She finally releases him, almost as an afterthought, cheeks a touch pink.
“How are you?” She looks him over, curiosity masking her concern. She’s always worried about her little family, but unlike Meryl who bubbles over with it, Milly maintains a quiet temperament. She doesn’t fret, but she does observe.
I heard what you said. I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want…a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved.
Shana Abé (via wordsnquotes)