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Moments: Quiet

Summary: Peaceful afternoons + watching his daughter Word Count: 400+ Tags: Fluff A/N: This will be a short series of drabbles with Sakusa as a father, these don’t have to be read in order- although I will probably write this with his child (or children, not sure yet) at different ages. As of now I’ve made it a gn!reader, but I’m unsure of the future drabbles. I hope you enjoy! Please don’t repost anywhere, Like and Reblog instead!

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From across the room, Sakusa could hear the sound of his daughter rustling through the baby monitor. She was awake from her nap, sitting up sleepily in her crib. Her curly hair that resembled his own was slightly unkempt from her resting, and her hand reached up slowly to her eyes rubbing them a bit. The sight was adorable; Sakusa swore his heart could melt. He was tempted to snap a picture and send it to Komori and you, but he didn’t want to risk disrupting the peaceful moment by leaving to retrieve his phone. Lifting her up from under her armpits, he quickly brought her to his chest, cooing at her quietly.

#sakusa #haikyuu #haikyuu imagines #dad!haikyuu #sakusa x reader #kiyoomi sakusa x reader #kiyoomi x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu x reader #my drabbles #hq!!#hq:mine #dunno if i like this or not

miyamoratsumuu

HAIKYUU SMAUS

!!! I do not own these. This list is a compilation of x reader works by other writers !!!

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#smau #hq!!

lokissweater

miss pretty

{single dad!katsuki bakugo x kindergarten teacher f!reader}

summary: katsuki bakugo has never liked mess and always made sure his son and his life reflected just that. with years worth of a sparkling clean and organized home, toys put away and not once scattered about, and a barking knack over any calls of disorder in his life— meeting you, his sons sweet and sugary kindergarten teacher who was the definition of pure and who was for some reason turning his fiery heart into complete goo— was altering his boring strict cycles of no messes around… and for the better.

warnings: cursing, FLUFFF GALORE MY GAWD??, no smut but a lil steamy something, slight angst, afab!reader, katsuki thinks you are an ANGEL, sunshine x grumpy trope, mentions of abandonment, WHOLESOME AFFF, use of y/n, all characters are aged up.

word count: 11.4k

authors note: THIS MAKES ME WANT TO BE A MOTHERRRRR omg this one is sickeningly sweet and i’ve gotten a few requests to do sunshine x grumpy with sir katsuki and i WAS ALLL OVERRR ITTT i hope i fulfilled!!! <333 THANK YOU THANK YOU AS ALWAYS FOR ALL OF YOU BEING SOOO SWEETT TO MEEE I LOVE YOUUUU MWAAAHHH :] <33333

katsuki bakugo hated messes.

“oi!” he grunted, his son’s little head turning to look at him as he munched on his gummy fruit snacks from the backseat. “you better not leave that wrapper in here. take it outside with you when i drop you off.”

“kaaayyy!” his son dragged out happily, completely unphased by his dads snappy personality as he contemplated on which color fruit gummy to eat next.

“and wash your hands too. ask your teacher.”

“mhm!” he chirped.

“and don’t be a brat. pay attention.”

“yup yup!”

and for the most part, his life reflected that almost entirely— raising his son to always clean up after himself and not make bombastic huge messes around the house, begrudgingly understanding that he’s a small growing human, that a little spill of apple juice or two is basically guaranteed… but he just hated mess, and he’ll be damned if he doesn’t raise his son right to be a clean and organized man even at five years old— katsuki keeping everything in his life practically spotless.

that was of course, until he met you.

#bakugo #mha

introloves

𝐇𝐘𝐌𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓.

love should never be denied- for the first touches graced along your holy skin with work roughened fingertips burned.

knight! ushijima + princess! reader + sacrilege + slow burn + longing + forbidden romance + mentions of insecurities + mentions of an overbearing father (the king) + abusive relationships mentioned + mentions of your life being put in danger + comfort fucking + virgin! reader + mentions of god + your body is seen as a holy temple + confessions + fluff + slow burn + tension + corruption + unprotected sex + size kink + breeding kink + creampie + overstimulation + big cock vs tiny cunt + mentions of pain + rough face holding + rough fucking + cum eating + oath of chastity + virgin! ushijima + f! reader

— for my ONCE UPON A TIME collab.

— word count; approx 9.1k

shame felt like a hot iron with every step- walking down the long and beautifully ornate hall, layers of fine fabric weighing you down even more. wondering if anyone else in the room, standing like statues on either side, tight and rigid with metal plates hanging off built figures had ever felt like you were in this moment.

the thrones your parents sat at, gleaming like precious jewels, backlit by the sun slowly falling, bathing the land that would soon be your birthright was nearly blinding- a slight tugging feeling that those who had been hauled and read their fate also stood where you did now.

you would've believed they would have given you more dignity, met with you in private- but everything they did was to show the people they reigned over how much of a ruling hand over those they deemed inferior, and that was not exempting you.

without saying anything, you stood right in front of them, hand clasped together; sweating through the soft fabric, not strong enough to glance their way while the king spoke out your mistakes.

“it has come to my attention that my daughter- the princess of our glorious kingdom is in need of a knight.”

introloves

i see im getting a lot of new followers since twitters going down but hi i’m remi n im in love with ushijima <3 n this is the type of writing you’ll find on my blog <3 reblogs r more appreciated than likes !!

#ushijima #hq!!

suguwu

minors and ageless blogs dni i am an 18+ blog

been thinking a lot about knight kita and how his stark, unfailing sense of duty sways for the first time when he's assigned to the queen's favorite (but troublesome) lady-in-waiting—you.

fem reader, knight au, forbidden romance, fluff

It’s almost May Day.

You’ve been bubbling about it for weeks, now, chattering to your fellow ladies with a pleased smile that rivals the sun’s golden glow. You croon to the seamstress about the abundant bouquets, how the flowers spill across the stands like a waterfall, vivid streams of delicate petals quivering in the wind. She laughs, your seamstress, delighted by your joy, and coaxes more from you, until you’re shining under her attention as you tell her about each little flower the queen has ordered.

Kita listens carefully.

He takes in the rise and fall of your voice, a melody he knows by heart. He sees the way your smile gentles when you whisper to the seamstress about peonies the size of your hand, their petals ruffled like the hems of a courtier’s dress, beautiful ripples of delicacy.

(They’re expensive, he discovers, raising a brow at the price the flower seller names, but he hands over the coin without thought. He squirrels them away in his quarters, a shock of pink against his own belongings.

This time, he might even give them to you.)

Then you disappear the day before the festival.

#kita #hq!!

alexiroflife

"shut up, enjin" ⌯⌲

enjin x reader

Synopsis: Enjin is an infamous flirt, and you are confident that any time his auburn gaze lingers on you with a lazy smirk pressing in his dimples, that sultry voice of his addressing you by every pet name but your own, he is merely teasing. And while Enjin loves to tease you, he isn't exactly sure how to admit he is serious about the way he is obsessed with you.

to sum it up: jeez... how can a man prove he wants you when he struggles to accept it himself?

WC: 7,036

Warning(s): noneeee

"Shut up, Enjin."

Those three little words are like music falling gracefully upon the said man's ears, as his cheeks wrinkle with a satisfied grin that you are all too well-accustomed too. Your brows dig deeper into the crease between them as you glower up at the dirty blonde in all of his six something glory, your hands crossed firmly over your chest as a frown drags your pretty lips downward.

(E/c) eyes rolling, lips kissing teeth, the wrinkle of annoyance plaguing your beautiful face, the very curse of his name to top it all off. Like he's a plague to your existence, and you just love that he is. Sinking into the routine of denying his little flirtations, swatting a hand at his chest or arm when the wrong words tumble from his lips at the wrong time, landing rather poorly in taste.

And with skin buzzing from your previous, stinging point of contact, Enjin revels in the bliss that is watching you get all riled up on his behalf. You tell him to shut up at least twenty times a day like it's your mantra, and you would think that Enjin would have grown tired with your aggravation toward him by now, whether feigned or authentic, but he doesn't think he ever will.

Enjin knows he's a cheeky bastard.

#enjin #gachiakuta

carleycore

distance

ꨄ︎ synopsis: you and enjin are apart... and it's taking a toll on him

ꨄ︎ enjin x reader

The Cleaners’ hideout never really slept.

Even at night, the place breathed.

Pipes rattled somewhere in the walls. Old fluorescent lights flickered overhead with a low electric buzz. Down the hall, somebody argued over instant ramen flavors like it was a life-or-death negotiation. The scent of bleach, metal, cigarettes, and takeout permanently lived in the air, soaked into the concrete like the building itself had given up trying to smell normal years ago.

It wasn’t exactly the kind of place people imagined when they thought of “home.”

But you’d made it one anyway.

Which was precisely why the hideout felt so unbearable tonight.

Enjin sat sprawled across the couch in the common room, one arm draped over the backrest, posture loose enough to look careless. The television played some low-budget action movie nobody was actually watching, gunshots echoing faintly through the room.

He hadn’t absorbed a single second of it.

Five hours.

Five entire hours since you’d left to visit your sister after she gave birth.

And logically, he knew that was normal.

Hospitals took forever. Families took forever. Babies especially took forever.

Still.

#enjin #gachiakuta

haikyu-mp4

Limited vocabulary

Your son comes to work with his dad Ushijima, for my Parenting event<3

requested by @iatethemochi. word count; 314 – gn!reader

After a victorious game in the Polish volleyball league, Ushijima opened his arms for you to run into with your toddler.

Pressing a kiss to your head and then your lips when you looked up, Ushijima carefully picked his baby up out of your arms, happily smiling at his excited babbling.

As he took your hand, about to lead you away from the crowd, an interviewer caught up and the camera was on you three before you could attempt to protest.

“Ushijima, great game! How is your family doing, will there be a celebration tonight?” the interviewer rambled before briskly turning the microphone to the tall athlete, urging him to answer everything she just pressed into one breath.

But as he took a second to register her words, your son started babbling away again as if they were coherent sentences, making hand gestures and grabbing at the microphone. It made you laugh before taking it out of the toddler’s grip so he couldn’t start biting and drooling all over the professional equipment.

Ushijima watched his son with what the fans would probably deem as an unusual amount of emotion for him, while you squeezed the toddler’s cheek and giggled, apologising to the interviewer.

“Please excuse my son, his vocabulary is still limited,” Ushijima said in his deep voice, which undoubtedly would become an iconic TikTok clip in the coming days. “We are doing very well, thank you.”

And with that line, the man took your hand again and led his family out and home.

His PR manager praised him for the funny line later, but Ushijima simply answered that he would rather keep the media away from his family even when his son did start talking.

“That’s a difficult task if they keep coming to your games,” the manager said. “The interviewers can be very persistent.”

“I’m not worried. I will protect my family.”

masterlist

for the requester: hoping this reads as short and sweet<3 thank you for participating<33

#ushijima #hq!!

lightseoul

cw. worker!reader, prohero!katsuki, aged-up (25), a lot of cussing (bkg-typical), reader is implied to be smaller than bkg, some angst (or a lot? :0)

words. 3k (ofc had to end it with a bang)

a/n. see the end of the post for a message from me, as well as the title reveal of the series! hope you enjoy this ending <3

masterlist | part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8

The fairy lights strewn across your walls and interwoven with fake vines finally flicker out, robbing you of your clear view of the ceiling, leaving you in a sea of darkness with the only source of light being the sliver of sunshine that’s entering through the small gap between your curtains.

You heave a heavy sigh, vaguely seeing your chest rise with the action, your legs tangled in a messy heap of your blanket and pillows.

Replace the damned batteries—again, you make a mental note while side-eyeing the alarm clock that reads 8:37 AM.

Rolling your torso to the right side in a stretch, you groan as your hips make a loud cracking sound.

You can’t remember the last time you intentionally moved your body like this—at least, not for the last two days.

Ever since you got home that Friday night from Bakugou’s parents’ house for Thanksgiving, you haven’t exactly been attuned to your body and what it’s telling you its needs are.

As much as you’d hate to admit it, you’ve been way too in your head since then, going over every interaction with Mitsuki and Masaru, pinpointing every lie you spat out, and replaying in your head the delighted reactions they paid you back in return. And with each re-run came a new wave of nausea and the pitiful urge to collapse in a boneless heap.

You can’t even bear to think about how they’d react once they find out everything’s a sham.

God, Mitsuki’s gonna have a heart attack and die before she even gets the chance to enjoy retirement with her husband.

#bakugo #mha

alexiroflife

"shut up, enjin" ⌯⌲

enjin x reader

to sum it up: jeez... how can a man prove he wants you when he struggles to accept it himself?

WC: 7,036

Warning(s): noneeee

"Shut up, Enjin."

Enjin knows he's a cheeky bastard.

#enjin #gachiakuta

majesty-madness

"Begin Anew" - TriStamp!Vash x reader (sfw)

Summary: Is it possible for plants and humans to procreate? (sequel to "No More Denial")

Word Count: 4000+

Warnings: angst, cursing, injuries, some medical terminology, female reader, slightly suggestive content, pregnancy, fluff, comfort, reassurance, crying, good ending

a/n: Not proofread. Oh my gosh, I was listening to “Sea of Love - Cat Power” and I got very emotional, especially writing that first part with Vash being so sweet. Anyway, hope you enjoy!

[Sequel] "No More Denial"

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Coldness shivered up his spine, the tremouring causing the tiniest shuffle from her to get closer despite being already as close as could be.

The sky was dark, twinkling in a star-like light, but he wasn’t looking up, no. Vash was looking at Y/N, the restful look on her face bringing him peace. His bright blue eyes took in every detail of her, from the wisps of hair to her soft lips, that parted with a light exhale of air.

It was the middle of the night, most definitely, and everyone was asleep but Vash couldn’t find it in him to do so. His mind was occupied, focused on Y/N who laid on her back, head tucked against Vash’s chest with his flesh arm wrapped under her to keep her where she was.

#vash #trigun

scribblinglunatic

Gunman’s secret

Pairings: Vash the Stampede x afab!Fem!reader

SMUT(MDNI!)NSFW18+only

Summary: You and Vash get separated from the group. You don’t know or trust Vash much though. Things are being hidden from you and you’re determined to figure him out specifically. What will you uncover now that you have him all to yourself?

Content: Fingering(giving), p? in v, Marking, Not human genitalia, lots of moaning, Switch Vash, Intersex Vash coded, cunninglings(giving), Not human Vash, Feathers

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

“You sure I can continue Vash?” You questioned oh so sweetly.

Vash hesitated a moment. He hated being the way he was but having you here made him self feel better. He couldn’t help but be anxious though. He was waiting for the rejection. Waiting for you to freak out in one way or another. He couldn’t understand why someone who barely knew him could be fine with something like this. His core ached though. Maybe the rejection would be fine as long as he got to spend that time with you earlier. Maybe, just maybe it would lead to something more.

“Y-yes…it’s okay. You can stop whenever you need to by the way.” He said gently trying not to force you into anything.

You just nodded your head before going to pull down his underwear. Your eyes widened at the sight. It was completely unnatural. You had never seen anything like it before. You starred curiously not even sure where to start. A light blush on the blonde’s face. He made it a point to keep his eyes off of you probably waiting for the rejection once again.

It looked like petals to start off. Four main ones that branched off from his core. From what you could see there were two main holes in the center of the petals. One was leaking like a faucet while the other seemed to do nothing. Above the third hole was a little nub that almost looked like a bundle of buds. It was all so…strange. You tilted your head to the side trying to comprehend where to start.

“Your…not screaming, so that’s good.” Vash commented cautiously.

He hesitantly reached down with his flesh hand. His metal arm keeping himself in a leaning position. His fingers immediately going to that bundle of buds located at the top. He gently circled the area with his finger. A moan almost immediately slipping from his lips. You moved to take over letting Vash’s hand move away. His head tilting back as he focused on the way you touched him. His breath was speeding up as you mimicked his previous motions. Tight circles being pressed against the delicate buds. His blonde spiked hair slightly going into his eyes. He soon started to look down at you with droopy eyelids. You got curious after a moment and decided to gently stroke the petals.

The petals and his legs twitched slightly like they both wanted to close. Like the pleasure was becoming too much. His moans increased. The feather like tendrils still brushing and rubbing around your form. You got even bolder and leaned down to lick at the petals.

“O-oh gods, please put your fingers in. Need more~” Vash whined.

Who were you to refuse such a needy request. You weren’t sure which hole to mess with first. You chose the lower one that seemed to continually drip. You nudged your middle finger in at first before slipping in suddenly. Vash moaned at the action and immediately bucked his hips up towards you. He squeezed around your fingers needly. You held his hips down the best you could. You slowly moved your finger trying to be gentle with the feathery being below you. He was starting to roll his hips against you trying to feel more. Maybe he could get you just a bit deeper.

Suddenly something slithered out of the other hole. You jumped back slightly only being able to catch a bit of what it was. It was long and slimy. It didn’t necessarily look like a tendril but moved like one. It quickly tucked away. Vash’s eyes moving down to look at you. He seemed a bit worried and sat up. His heart beating rapidly against his chest.

“S-sorry. You don’t have to continue.” The blonde immediately said.

“No, no. It’s fine. It was just unexpected. I didn’t think there could be another surprise from you tonight.” You joked trying to calm him.

He looked away bashfully. You decided to start up again. You slid your finger back in before adding a second. A breathy whine coming from him as he quickly became distracted once more.

“O-oh geez. Too good. It feels amazing~” Vash said more than happy with the current situation.

You were more focused on figuring out what that was though. You decided to lean forward latching onto to his bud. You gently sucked as you felt his legs shake. You moaned against him as the blonde whined and moaned. You lowered your head licking over the free hole. You kept your eyes up on Vash though. He held your eye contact with a red face. After a moment or two you were finally able to coax out what you were looking for.

It was shaped more like a regular penis but moved unnaturally. The thing was already covered in pre cum. The tip already dripping more. The tip was a glowing a blue tint unnaturally. Those same glowing marking covered the area. Being so close you could pick up on a floral scent too. You were a bit mesmerized just seeing it. You weren’t sure why but you went to lick up it. Your tongue dragging up from the base to the tip lewdly. It twitched at the sensation. It tasted sweet like something you had never come into contact with before.

Next thing you know, your back hit the ground. Vash had maneuvered you in a blink of an eye onto your back. The feathers coming off of him were fluffed out. The males eye glowing blue as he looked down at you. You no longer saw the insecure and needy gunman from before. The look in his eye was more primal.

“V-Vash?” You questioned a bit flustered.

His groan sounding more ethereal than before. It sounded like it was coming from everywhere and echoing crossing the room at the same time. Blue marks now glowing up and down the males body. He was a panting and blushing mess once again.

“C-can I? I really…really need too. I-I’ll try to be gentle?” Vash said unsure if he could actually keep himself in check.

“O-oh, yeah. If ya want.” You responded still a bit thrown off by his change in mood.

You barely had a chance to finish your sentence before he pressed his glowing leaky tip in. A moan coming from you both now. He could barely hold back but he tried to make sure you were adjusted before he started to move. You could feel the thing inside you squirming and moving around. It was an unnatural feeling but it wasn’t uncomfortable in the slightest. It could hit places most other things and people couldn’t. You tried to look up at the male’s face to calm yourself. You hadn’t noticed before, being too busy pleasuring Vash, to see how much he has ultimately changed. His flesh hand was now more claw like and ears pointed. Anywhere that didn’t have feathers had faint glowing marks.

You only realized these differences due to the fact that his flesh hand was digging into your skin. You had no idea what the hell he was. You didn’t really care seeing that he was starting to pound into you. He swore that he was being gentle but you knew some marks were going to be left by the morning. His mouth hung open and you could see just a bit of his sharper than average teeth. He was looking down at you in awe as you let him do what he wanted. Moans being pulled from you left and right. You weren’t expecting him to be this rough and desperate. He always came off as a gentle giant. Like he was going to take his time and worship you slowly.

You soon needed to anchor yourself to something. The only thing you could seem to grab was feathers though. One hand fisting into the feather like tendrils that caged you against him. He whines at the feeling causing the feathers to fluff out once again. His eyes were only on you. He leaned down to kiss at your neck properly this time. He decided to nip at the area too just to get a reaction from you. Feathery tendrils moving to caress the side of your face in a sweet way.

“So good- Too good. Y-your tight. Can’t get enough y/n.” Vash whined against your skin like he wasn’t rearranging your guts.

You couldn’t even respond. It was feeling way too overwhelming right at that moment. The pleasure building too quickly for the both of you. Both your sounds echoing off the walls. Your legs being pushed back at just the right angle so that you would be coming undone in moments. Your eyes moved down to watch what Vash was doing. Something caught your attention causing your eyes to widen. A faint blue glow was coming from your stomach. You could see exactly how deep he was. Your face flushing at the sight before you ultimately looked away. More moans slipping from your lips. You wanted this to be able to last longer.

You were starting to get closer now whether you wanted to or not. You reach down to where those bundle of buds were right above his shaft. You start rubbing the area. Vash can’t help but moan louder at the sensation. Every sound he now made was echoey and unnatural. The faint glowing patterns were getting brighter now. He quickly reached up to your clit with his metal hand. The cold sensation of the prosthetic adding to the pleasure. You even bucked your hips at the feeling.

Neither of you had to say it. Both of you were going over the edge before you could stop yourselves. You were both shaking and sweaty messes. One final moan echoing around the room as Vash’s movements stilled. Vash’s glowing now was super bright before slowly dimming once again. He ended up collapsing onto you. Gentle little purrs starting once again. Both of you breathing heavy and completely blissed out.

You reached up and patted his spiky locks. Words weren’t said for a while. The room pretty dark except for the few lights that were placed out. It was weird seeing the gunman so calm. Could you even call him a man? He definitely wasn’t one. You couldn’t think too deeply about that though. Your brain still a bit foggy from what just happened. You figured you would be able to get some sleep now. He pulled back and spread your legs. He pulled out and watched to see his release pour out of you. You paid the action no mind though. Even when happy little echoey chirps bounced off the walls.

You were suddenly picked up and brought over to Vash’s sleeping bag. You were a bit surprised by the action as you went to wrap your arms around him weakly. He placed you down gently onto the soft material that was piled onto the area. He gave you one of his typical big smiles. You were expecting him to lay down. That maybe he just preferred to have you in the comfort of the little rushed nest he made.

Instead he awkwardly giggled and said “Ready for round two?”

Let’s just say that you might have figured out another reason why people call him the humanoid typhoon. To say he completely wrecked you was an understatement. You had marks from him head to toe. You barely slept for three days. You were definitely sore. You even managed to go through all of the rations you both had. So now you both were in the middle of the desert with no supplies and you could barely walk.

Vash told you not to worry though. If he needed to carry you then he would. He was pretty worried about you. He knew that everything that had happened in the last couple days was a lot for you. It was usually too much for most humans. He made it his goal to take care of you in every way possible for that reason. He was more than willing to massage anything that was sore. Made sure you had blankets if you got too cold. Made sure you had someone to cuddle if needed. If anything he was worrying over you too much.

Thankfully the rest of the group had managed to find where you two went. They had gotten good at finding Vash over the years so it wasn’t too hard. They obviously weren’t expecting to finding Vash and you actually interacting though. It was even weirder to find out what had happened. It was kind of impossible to hide the multiple marks spread across your body. Whether it be hickies, bit marks, or claw marks. Which just lead to more people worrying over you. Oh they also had rations which you were the most happy about.

Meryl was reprimanding Vash for not saying anything about he was feeling the days prior. Milly was following the two around amused by the whole situation. Vash was back to normal and trying to calm the dark headed girl down. He was even leading them out of the building so that they wouldn’t bother you or Wolfwood. Wolfwood was off to the side near one of the windows near you. He smoking his cigarette in price and blowing the smoke out the window like this was the most normal thing to happen.

Not much was said between you but he did keep glancing over to look at the purple and red marks on you. He just smirked a bit amused by your appearance.

“What’s so funny?” You questioned the priest coldly.

His smirk only grew at the comment as he looked out the window. He let the smoke drift from his lips and out towards the open window.

“Nothing, nothing…how did ya enjoy our little angel?” He teased obviously trying to get a reaction from you.

“He’s more like a walking chicken if you’re asking me.” You replied unbothered.

You earned a chuckle from the dark headed male.

“What chicken do ya know of that glows?” He quipped as he flicked the cigarette out the window.

You didn’t respond. You took a second to actually think.

“What’s is he though? Is he actually an angel?” You questioned curiously.

“He’s Vash. That’s all that matters.” Wolfwood stated firmly as he crossed the room to leave.

You quickly followed after him.

“No seriously! What did I just fuck?!?” You yelled after him.

#vash #trigun

bennysblabbering

A Quiet Evening

Vash finds you crying alone at night.

Requested by anon!

g/n reader

words: 1k

↓ Fic below the cut ↓

#vash #trigun

aimfor-theheart

delicate

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pairing: vash x reader

cw: mention of guns/shooting. a touch suggestive….subtly horny.

a/n: here is a drabble. it is haunting me. vash is haunting me. you understand.

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“will you teach me?”

vash looks up from his gun, spread out across the wooden table in bits of glinting silver, like sharp teeth pulled out of a metal mouth. the evening sun is hot and rosy and burnishes the little bar in russet.

he’s been cleaning his gun methodically for the better part of an hour.

his brows perk up, “how to shoot?” he asks.

“yeah—wanna learn.”

vash makes a face—just a sour twist of his mouth. the falling of his lashes against his cheek.

“do you have to?” he asks.

#vash #trigun

scribblinglunatic

Pairings: Vash the stampede x afab! Fem!reader

SMUT/FLUFF(MDNI!)NSFW18+only

Summary: You and Vash are a couple traveling in no man’s land. It’s not really fun traveling while you’re on your period though. Vash being the loving boyfriend he is, ends up giving you many rewards.

Content: kisses, Vash taking care of you, clit stimulation, fingering, being goofballs, grinding, bathtub sex, period sex, aftercare, cuddles

You had been crabby the last couple of days. It wasn’t your fault. You were on your period and walking through the hot desert wasn’t pleasant at all. At least Vash was by your side. He was trying to help as much as possible. He kept asking if you needed anything.

“I can carry that for you.” “Are you hungry?” “Maybe some water will help.” “We’re almost there.”

His constant concerns continued. He didn’t like having enhanced senses when you were like this. He didn’t like the idea of anyone bleeding or being in pain. It was a little hard for him to see you that way, even if it was natural.

Lucky enough for the two of you there was a town nearby. It was a detour from where you both were planning to head to, but Vash deems it necessary to stop. He wanted you to be able to relax for a bit. Especially somewhere out of the sun and safe. He was just hoping that there was still room to stay somewhere in the town.

You were lagging behind. Your face red and you were sweating more than usual. Vash was staying by your side though trying to distract you from the pain. You couldn’t help but be annoyed from his constant concerned questioning. Worst of all you hated that he could tell you were in pain.

Thankfully you arrived and Vash quickly scoped out the area. He soon found a little motel that was still giving rooms away. You were just willingly following him like a puppy. You were too tired to do anything and it felt uncomfortable to do anything. He kept looking to you to make sure you were okay. His smile was infectious as ever when he looked your way. You smiled back trying to show him that everything was fine.

You headed for the room that Vash purposely got on the ground floor so you didn’t have to walk up a bunch of step. The door opened with a twist of a key. The cold air hitting the two of you like a slap to the face. He playfully stepped to the side and gestured for you to go in. A little wink and a bow to make your day better. You shook your head with a chuckle before going in.

You didn’t really look at the room. All you cared about was getting this bag off your shoulders while you cooled down. The bag was discarded in the room as you fell onto the bed. The covers matching the cold air of the room pressed against your scorching body. You sighed as you tried to relax. You weren’t even sure what Vash was up to.

After a moment a hand came to your back and rubbed soothing circles into your body. You groaned enjoying Vash’s touch.

“Still not feeling good?” The blonde asked gently.

“Yeah…it hurts pretty bad.” You mumbled.

You were already starting to get sleepy. The weight of everything on your body finally settling in. From the sun, the weight on your back, to the cramps that were happening. It seemed like the cool air and Vash’s calming touch were putting you to sleep. You were just going to close your eyes for a moment. Your body had other plans. You quickly fell asleep with the blonde watching your form.

—

Your arm was being gently nudged by Vash. You began to wake up. You immediately recognized the pain that coursed through your stomach. You groaned wanting to go back to sleep and ignore the irritating soreness in your back.

“I’ve got you some pain medication.” The blonde sang softly before shaking the pill bottle.

You didn’t say anything you shot up like those pills were your lifeline. You quickly reach to take them from his hand. You’re already clumsily opening the bottle. Vash watched you amused. Admiration in his eyes as he watched you do such a simple task. You pour a few pills in your hand and throw them into your mouth.

You finally looked to Vash as he sat on the side of the bed. His dangly legs hanging off the side. A paper bag in his lap.

“How do you feel now?” Vash asked.

“Like I would rather be shot right now.” You responded grumpily.

The blonde just smiled sympathetically to you. Before he began pulling items from the bag in his lap.

“Maybe these will help you feel better.” He said sweetly.

He really did hope that these things would lift your mood. He hated seeing you down like this. He really hated seeing you in pain. He wanted to take everything that bothered you away. If he could make things a little more bearable for you then he would.

Each item was quickly given to you. You were still catching up on what was happening. You were even still a bit groggy from just getting up. Some menstrual supplies were given to you followed by a candle. Next came a foldable fan and some hair ties to keep you cool. A few snacks and sweets were a must. Lastly he pulled out some fuzzy socks with worms sewn on them.

“I got you some of these. They’re uh comfy and souvenirs. They remind me of you. Not that you’re a worm or anything. It’s because you’re my precious mayfly.” He said bashfully.

A red hue spreading through his cheeks and up to his ears. You held the soft fabric of the socks in your hands. All the items Vash got you surrounding your form. Your eyes were wide as you took in everything that Vash had just done for you.

“Oh I got some donuts too!” Vash exclaimed excitedly.

“B-but aren’t we low on money as it is? We weren’t supposed to stop here Vash. You really di-“ You responded in shock before the blonde cut you off.

“Nope! I don’t want to hear it. You’re my mayfly and I will take care of you. Don’t you worry about money. I’ve got everything handled. Now, how does a nice bath sound?” Vash responded proudly.

You nodded your head shyly as the weight of what Vash did settled. A warm smile coming to your face and a slight blush creeping onto your cheeks. You were looking down at the socks still feeling warmth spread through your chest. Then to make things even sweeter, Vash leaned in and kissed your cheek.

The lanky plant man scampered off to the bathroom to get the bath prepared for you. You were already feeling a lot better now that Vash went out of his way to do this for you. You felt like a little school girl as you held back your squeals of delight. No one had done such a thing like this for you before. You were glad to experience this with Vash though.

After a few moments Vash came out of the bathroom and over to the bed to you. You quickly looked up and to him happily.

“I hope you like the stuff I got you. I tried to make sure I could get anything to help.” Vash stated softly.

“I more then like it Vash. Thank you for doing this for me.” You responded.

You reached out to caress the side of Vash’s face. He leaned into the touch more then willingly. His arms came to wrap around your waist. He pulled you closer to him.

“Do you want to join me in the bath?” You suddenly asked.

“I’d love to join my pretty little thing in the tub.” Vash said beaming happily at you.

With that Vash scooped you up into his arms and carried you to the bathroom. He set you down before leaving the bathroom really quick. You raised your brow watching as he grabbed the candle he got you and a lighter. You shook your head amused at your boyfriend’s romantic idea. He came back to you setting the candle and lighter on the sink. He turned to you with a smile before going to take off his jacket.

You quickly went to do the same thing. Each of you discarding your clothes on the floor. You were glad that Vash trusted you enough to not hide his body from you. Every scar told a story of his tough past. It was a part of him and you loved them. He caught you staring at him. A goofy big toothed smile graced his face.

“Hey, I should be the one staring. You’re the one with an absolutely gorgeous body…Looks like I’m the only one with restraint apparently.” Vash joked playfully.

He came over to slide his hands where ever he can across your form. Thighs, butt, waist, hips it didn’t matter he was touching you. You chuckled slightly amused by his actions.

“You’re just as hot and you can’t deny it Stampede.” You replied poking his sides.

You could feel his body tense up and jerk away from you as you poked him. He was a giggling mess though. Muscles tensing and relaxed easily.

“Eep- Not my sensitive boyish skin!” He yelped dramatically.

You both were a giggling mess. It took you both a few moments to calm down enough to finally get into the bathtub. The candle being lit making the bathroom smell less musty and gross. The water warm as it gently wrapped around both Vash’s and yours body. Vash was slotted behind you in the tub. You resting against him. It was actually pretty relaxing even if the tub was small.

He began to wash your hair. He made sure to be gentle. He was always gentle with you. His hands gently working the shampoo into your hair. He wanted to make sure you would be clean and happy.

“How do you feel now mayfly?” Vash asked.

“I’m better. My cramps haven’t gone away though.” You responded with a sigh.

“Is the medicine not working?” He asked curiously.

“I’m not sure. It could just be taking a while to kick in.” You replied.

“Is there anything I can do to help with the cramps?” Vash asked.

It took you a moment to respond. You had remembered something that you had overheard from someone at a bar. You remember one lady telling her friend “The best way to help with cramps is to get fucked.” You weren’t sure if it was true. Plus you didn’t want to gross Vash out by doing such a thing.

“I don’t think so.” You finally say with a shrug.

“So there is something I can do?” Vash responded excitedly being able to tell that you were lying to him.

You sighed dramatically before responding “ugh why do you have to be so good at telling when I’m lying?”

“Awe just tell me. I want to make you feel better.” He urged you to tell him.

You tilt your head back not really wanting to say the words out loud. Most males didn’t really talk about a female’s menstrual cycle. It tended to be something males looked down on and wanted nothing to do with. I wasn’t sure if you would be the same. I sighed as I relaxed into you more. Your hands rubbing my sides soothingly.

“I’ve heard that…sex tends to help with that sort of thing.” I mumbled reluctantly.

Vash’s eyes sparkled a bit at your words. He didn’t really think that would be allowed during this time. He wasn’t sure if that would cause you pain or discomfort. He wasn’t against the idea in the slightest though. It took him a moment to reply. You just automatically assumed that he would reject the idea.

“That’s all? And it won’t hurt you? I wouldn’t want to hurt you when you’re like this.” He finally responded.

“You would want to? You’re actually considering it?” You responded a bit surprised.

“Of course I would. If it helps and doesn’t hurt you then I would love to.” Vash insisted.

I looked over your shoulder at him making sure that you saw no sign of him lying. You only found the blonde smiling lovingly down at you. His one flesh hand moving from your sides up to your breast. He gently fondled and messaged it. You sucked in a breath at the sudden action. You felt a bit more sensitive than normal.

“Is this okay? Do you want me to continue?” Vash asked gently. His voice close to your ear as he spoke.

“But what about the…blood. It’ll be messy.” You replied sheepishly as your voice grew quieter.

“I don’t mind. It’s a part of you and it keeps you healthy. As long as you’re okay then I don’t mind getting a bit messy.” Vash said reassuringly.

“O-okay if you’re really sure…I guess I don’t mind then.” You responded shyly.

He smiled leaning in to kiss your neck. His mouth working its way down your neck to your collarbone. Both of you started to breathe heavier. A slight moan escaped you as he pinched your nipple.

“Yeah, keep making those pretty noises for me.” Vash softly panted.

Vash was drinking up your reactions. He could tell you were extra sensitive right now. It was like he couldn’t get enough of you. He was able to hold himself back so he could show you just how much he cared for you. He moved from your collarbone back up to your neck. He easily found the spot on your neck that made you squirm.

His free hand wrapped around your stomach keeping you close against him. He gently licked and sucked on that area of your neck. You could feel him start to grow harder as he pressed against your back. You happily leaned against him. Your eyes closed and breathing heavier. You were gladly taking whatever you could from Vash at the moment. Vash suddenly moved his hand on your breast downward.

“Spread ‘em mayfly. You know you want to~” Vash whispered in your ear.

You quickly listened and spread your legs as much as you could. His hand resting on your belly continued to move lower. He quickly found your nub deciding to flick it to get a reaction out of you. You immediately gasped and your hips jerked forward.

Vash chuckled proudly at your reaction. You whined slightly wanting more. Vash knew what you wanted and was quick to obliged. He slowly began to rub that spot. You were already moaning lowly at his actions. After a moment you tried to grind against the males hand.

“You need something sweetie~” He teased a bit as he kissed your neck.

He quickly got distracted by the mark already forming on your neck.

He had to bite his lip just to hold back a moan of his own. His teasing demeanor crumbling quickly.

“Vash, please. More.” You whined.

“Of course love. Thanks for asking~” He responded happily.

The blonde’s finger moved lower. His fingers moving through your folds as he took in the incredibly alluring sight in front of him. He finally started to traced your entrance teasing you a bit more. With a little whine he caved and oh so gently pushed his finger in.

You were able to easily take him like usual. He was in awe as he moved his single finger inside you. After you got used to that he added another. Once he got to three you were moaning quite a bit. You tried not to grind against his hand. Vash barely even noticed the water turning a bit red.

You were already desperately grasping at his form. His arm and his thigh were your anchor. He didn’t even care that your nails were digging into his skin.

“Oh fuck Vash~ Y-you’re so good at this.” You moaned and panted.

Your moans grew louder. Your voice echoed around the tiny bathroom only turning Vash on more by the second. The smell of the candle and you were the only thing on his mind. You tried to grind into his hand only causing you to rub back against him.

A moan escaped Vash, but he was too focused on your pleasure to stop. His fingers moving in and out of you quickly. The water in the tub sloshing around and threatening to spill out from the tub. The blonde was a whimpering mess behind you. You weren’t sure who was enjoying this more.

He was purposefully grinding into your back now. He couldn’t stop himself. All of his attention was still on you though. You couldn’t help but grind up into his hand more. Your body growing tense as you held Vash.

“Oh gods Vash. Please Vash. I want to cum so bad. Y-your fingers feel so good.” You said breathlessly followed by a few moans of your own.

Vash’s fingers were long and a lot bigger than yours. They reached so much deeper than most people including yours would. With one correct stroke your grip tightened on the male. You pressed your head back against him.

“Yes, yes, yes, right there Vash. Keep going. P-please ah so good.” You moaned breathlessly.

Vash didn’t respond. He was completely lost in your reactions and pleasure. His fingers quickly finding that same spot that had you seeing stars. He was able to expertly press and rub into that spot. Your legs were already shaking. Your moans grew even louder and more frequent. Vash’s jaw was hung open in awe.

“I-I ah oh Vash, about to-“ You tried to warn.

Vash already knew what was going on. He could feel you tense up and begin to spasm around his fingers. Your head thrown back and a final moan was all you could manage as you came undone in Vash’s hands. You barely even registered the way Vash’s body did the same thing. A strangled moan coming from him as well. Vash still worked you through your release like a gentleman should. His body still shaking but still more focused on you. You both relaxed and went to catch your breath.

It was quiet for a moment as the two of you enjoyed each other’s company. Vash took his fingers from you and went to place them on your sides. He gently rubbed the area like he had before. The water red, but neither of you seemed to care too much. You did end up spotting Vash’s release in the water though. You just smiled glad he could enjoy himself too.

“Better?” Vash asked sweetly.

“Yeah…a lot better. They went away. I’m just tired now.” You responded gently.

“Good. I’m glad that you feel better now mayfly.” Vash responded softly.

With that you relaxed against each other for a while before draining the tub. You both took a quick shower before heading back to the main room of the motel. You put on the socks Vash gave you. The two of you spent the night eating snack in bed until you both fell asleep. Maybe your period wasn’t such a bad thing now that you had Vash by your side.

#vash #trigun

delirious-donnaarchived

Scenario: Gris discovers that despite his best efforts, he’s left you bleeding and that just won’t do…

The delicious buzz of your orgasm tingled along your limbs, your skin like a literal live wire. That heady sense of contentment brought a dopey smile to your lips, and you blinked up into sparkling azure eyes that mirrored those feelings.

“Mm, that was nice.” Your voice husky, maybe even a little sheepish now that the moment was over.

“Nice? It seemed like you thought it was more than nice seconds ago when you were yelling my name in between cursing and addressing any God that might care to listen,” he teased, leaning casually on an elbow like he hadn’t just wrecked you thoroughly.

You scoffed, cheeks hot and not just from exertion.

“You might have a point but you don’t gotta be so loud about it mister.”

His grin widened, a youthful boyishness softening his features and making your stomach flutter anew. You cupped his cheek, thumb carefully stroking the raised edge of the scar below his eye, tender in your ministration.

#gris #gachiakuta

bendycxmet

You can run with this idea however you’d like I just needed to get this thought out there and share it… Yknow how Vash’s earring connects to his pen and he can hear through it. What if he hears more than he bargained for with the reader.

thank you so much for this omg i had so many thoughts for the rest of the day when i read this. anyway, enjoy!

tw: nsfw 18+ MDNI, masturbation, accidental voyeurism

Do You Copy?

Vash sits quietly at the inn desk, the dingy metal lamp on the corner the only thing providing him warm light as his nimble, quick fingers quickly clean his gun. He sits with his leg crossed over on his other knee, his eyes flitting between you and the silver piece in his hands. You’ve been pacing around the room, gesticulating and voicing your dismay to the plan he had just told you. About five minutes ago.

Vash finally swipes his gun clean with a piece of cloth, popping the barrel out to load his gun with bullets he may or may not even use in the first place. You stop your verbal train of thought, tapping your foot until he looks back up at you. “May I say something?” he inquiries gently. You huff, tilting your head, waiting for whatever response that you will undoubtedly disagree with.

#vash #trigun

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