A collection of drabbles and short stories about Vash and my OC Angel.
Everything from friends to lovers to an established relationship in various stages The canon verse or various modern verses. Can be headcanons on their relationship or just snippets of their life. Set in Trimax, 98, or Tristamp. Each story can be set in either one unless stated otherwise.
Did you get a request? It's headcanons for Astarion, Halsin, Gale, Wyll, Dammon, Rolan, and Zevlor react to their gn crush telling him no one would ever be interested in them romantically with confidence. Thanks!
I did get the request and I'm already working on a WIP! My writing energy waxes and wanes but I'm cooking up something!
Would you take requests for Astarion, Halsin, Gale, Wyll, Dammon, Rolan, and Zevlor? Would you mind 7 characters for headcanons? How do you feel about praise kink, voice kink, size kink, overstimulation, body worship, bondage, shibari, blindfold, role play, and breeding kink? Thanks!
Those characters, for sure! I love Astarion, Gale, Wyll, and Halsin especially so HIT ME WITH THOSE CHARACTER REQUESTS
Those kinks, absolutely, hit me with it!
7 characters for headcanons, for sure! Just, like I said, if my draft gets really long then I'll probably split the post into two posts but link them together. But don't be afraid to ask it all in one ask!
Do you do scenarios or headcanons? If so, how many characters can we request for scenarios or headcanons? Would you do the same prompt with different characters? Can we request for male reader, female reader, gender neutral reader, etc? Are there any characters you won't do in each fandom? Are there any topics you won't do like rape, suicide, etc? Do you do poly ships x reader? Would you mind if we request for Alternate Universes or Aus like AU where the character lives happily? Would you mind if the request is suggestive, implied sex, or mentioned sex but no explicit sex? Would you do NSFW requests? For Baldur's Gate 3 requests, would you mind if we specify for reader to be human or their race to be unspecified? What kinks would you accept for requests? Thank you in advance!
Wow!!! Thank you for the detailed ask! I had to pull out my notebook to write to write down all my answers haha. But let’s take it one by one!
Request FAQ/Guidelines
Scenarios or headcanons? Yes! Request away!
How many characters per request? As many as you want! If my draft gets a bit long, I might split it into two posts, but that’s on a case by case basis. Please don’t send 20 character requests though, haha.
Same prompt, different character? Absolutely!!!
Male reader, female reader, gender neutral reader requests? I typically write for female or gender neutral readers, but if you request male reader, I’ll do my best!
No no characters? In general, no, but it can come to a case by case basis. But request away!
No no topics? I personally don’t have any, but depending on the request and how it’s framed, I might not accept it.
Poly ships? No, sorry!
AUs? HECK YEAH-
Suggested sex, implied sex, or mentioned sex? Absolutely.
NSFW? Sure, at my own discretion, kind of like the no no topics.
For BG3, request certain races? Of course! If race or class isn’t mentioned, I’ll just choose something that fits.
Kinks? Feel free to request, but again this is another at my own discretion and case by case basis.
Rating: 18+ Only! Minors DNI!
Pairing: Vash x gn!reader
cw: smut, some angst (with Trimax Vash), penetrative sex, some rough sex, oral sex (m! receiving), marathon sex, coming inside, public sex/semi-public sex, body horror, pda, horny behaviour (BLR Vash), love confessions
Word count: ~2'100
A/n: It's been a while since I did some headcanons. So here are some thoughts on all the different versions of Vash and how each deals with plant!heat. I hope you enjoy them! 💖
Tristamp Vash
Tristamp Vash is very shy and avoidant of you when his heat hits. Part of this is due to his own disdain towards his biology, and the other part is because he doesn’t want to freak you out.
Tristamp Vash’s heat is very…intense.
His entire body heats up, his teeth ache and grow–sharpening into dangerous razor points–his eyes shine an unearthly hue of blue, and his plant markings pulse and glow, getting brighter as his arousal increases. And these are just the physical symptoms.
Mentally, Vash’s brain gets foggy when he’s in heat. His thoughts are clouded, his head feels heavy, and all he can think about is burying himself inside you.
In this state, every single one of Vash’s senses is heightened. Even just a simple brush of your fingers, or the sound of you breathing beside him is enough to cause his pulse to soar, his cheeks to flare...and the blood to rush to his cock.
Poor boy tries to suppress it, pretending like everything is fine. Unfortunately for him, he’s not very good at hiding it.
You have found him twisted and writhing in the cum stained sheets of his hotel bed a time of two; watching breathlessly as he whimpered and wept—humping the pillow while he softly called out your name with each needy little thrust.
Vash’s sex drive is naturally quite high while he’s in his heat, but what makes Tristamp Vash unique is that he can literally go for hours with no breaks. Tristamp Vash can come over and over and over again while still staying aroused, rendering any partner of his completely and utterly exhausted.
Good thing Vash’s cum acts as an aphrodisiac in this state—enticing his partner to come as many times as he does.
“—afly?”
…huh?
Your head is pounding, and every single inch of your body is enraptured with the sweetest of aches. You’re satisfied, and yet, somehow you still inexplicably have an appetite for more.
“Mayfly?”
Vash’s voice refocuses your attention back on him. He’s drenched in sweat—blonde hair in disarray, the bright blue glow from his eyes and plant markings pooling across your own wet skin. Vash hovers above you on the hotel bed where you had found him—god, was that yesterday?
A raspy sigh leaves your throat and Vash quickly leans down to coo against your lips, an alien trill thrumming in his chest as he peppers your face with tender, toothy kisses.
“One more,” Vash groans, shifting closer, reminding you that his cock is still planted firmly inside you—plugging up his cum inside and filling you to near bursting.
“Please, just one more time f'me, mayfly. Then I swear I’ll let you rest. I promise.”
98 Vash
This man becomes the most lovey-dovey touch starved idiot needy boy when he’s in heat.
Constantly seeks physical affection from you, but he tries (emphasis on tries) to be sneaky about it. Vash thinks he is pulling a fast one on you by getting you to shower him with adoring touches. “Mayfly, I jammed my finger in the hotel door! Will you kiss it better?”
No one is fooled. Least of all you.
98 Vash literally purrs when you do reach out and give him some unexpected tlc though. Vash will nuzzle his face against your shoulder/neck, wrap his arms around you (and legs if you let him), and he will coo into your ear how much he utterly adores you.
When his heat hits, 98 Vash doesn’t have as much going on with him physically as Tristamp Vash does, so he can usually get through that period of time without letting too much on.
However, I should say that 98 Vash will be popping constant boners left and right when he’s in heat. He’s extra sensitive and leaky too, especially if you’re in his sights. Thank goodness for his long coat and your merciful indulgence.
98 Vash has a high sex drive, but he does need breaks. His refractory period is insanely short though. Give him a few minutes, maybe even just two, and he’s ready to have you screaming to the rafters (or maybe you’ll be the one making him scream).
The feeling of leather clad fingers gripping your hair sends a shiver of euphoria down your spine. A groan curls in your throat—vibrating deliciously—eliciting a sweet and succulent moan from the man standing above you.
“Oh god, mayfly. You feel sooo good.”
Vash’s hands grip tighter, pushing you further down on his dick—keening with a high moan as you take him down your throat for the fifth time that night.
Gosh, he is so messy. Leaking all over your lips and chin, dripping down and soaking your chest—gushing glob after glob of precum into your mouth as he desperately fucks your face.
He’s so desperate. So sensitive.
“G-gonna come down your throat again,” Vash mewls, leather clad hips stuttering as he reaches his peak. “So good! So sweet for me, mayfly. S-swallow it all! Please!”
Your eyes roll to the back of your head as the salty tang of Vash’s cum hits the back of your throat once more. Fuck, he tastes so good—especially in the midst of his heat. You could suck him off for hours if you could when he’s like this.
Maybe if you're lucky, he'll let you.
BLR Vash
The biggest whiniest horndog when his heat hits. An absolute menace to society and you.
Lets just say that BLR Vash is so down bad when his heat hits, that he would literally dry hump you in public if he could get away with it. Don’t try to call him a "bad dog", it will only encourage him.
BLR Vash constantly has his hands on you at all times. He’s very demanding of your attention. It’s not uncommon to feel his fingers ghosting along the small of your back, or gripping your thigh when you sit next to him. He loves to wrap his arm around your shoulder as you walk together, or slipping his hand down to your ass to give it a firm squeeze as he walks by you.
Hovers over you a lot when he’s in heat. BLR Vash also has a tendency to get overprotective and will pout like a child if your attention is on anyone else but him for too long.
He is constantly burying his face into your hair or neck just so that he can get a whiff told you he was a dog.
If you thought Tristamp and 98 Vash were bad in the horny department, oh boy, they can’t even hold a candle to BLR Vash.
Just the sight of your ankle or wrist gets him going. Show him a shoulder and he’s done.
Like 98 Vash, BLR Vash doesn’t have much going in the way of physical changes when he goes into heat, but instead of popping boners left and right, this man just has a permanent stiffy.
When having sex during his heat, BLR Vash comes fast, often, and an exorbitant amount. This man will have you drenched and fucked out on the bed in record time.
He’s also obsessed with eating you out. BLR Vash can go at your sex for hours (all while coming all over himself of course).
Clenching your thighs together, your lips press firmly shut as you try to stifle the moan seeping from your throat. Vash’s cock surges inside you again, stroking firmly against your most sensitive spot and causing your walls to clench tightly down on his shaft.
Vash groans quietly at your body’s response, pushing himself even deeper inside—making your toes curl and your jaw fall slack. A shudder of total euphoria courses through your body as a gush of semen spurts free from your insides, dripping down Vash’s cock and onto the gritty and sticky wood of the saloon floor below. Vash had already come inside you twice, and it looks like he’s going for a third.
“Va-Vash,” You whimper, voice barely above a whisper for fear that you’ll get caught by the other saloon patrons. So far it looks like they haven’t caught on. Right now, you’re just a cozy couple, one perched on the other’s lap—cuddling close following a long night of drinking and giggles.
“M’sorry. Can’t help myself.” Vash murmurs against the back of your neck. He presses his nose against your skin, inhaling your scent—his wicked tongue slides out to lap up the droplets of sweat he finds there.
A man approaches and your eyes fall upon him instantly. Your entire body tenses, wide eyes following the weary traveler passing by your table like a hawk. He sends the briefest of glances your way before heading towards the restroom.
Oh god. Does he know?
Vash’s burning fingers brush along your skin, snapping you out of your thoughts as they circle and grip your chin. He turns your face towards his, and your breath catches in your throat when you see him. He's all flushed cheeks and sultry eyes, looking at you like you’re the only person in the room.
“Hey,” Vash whispers, wet lips brushing against yours. “Only look at me right now. Okay?”
Trimax Vash
Similar to Tristamp Vash, Trimax Vash holds a lot of shame and self-loathing towards himself and his body. As a result, Trimax Vash will absolutely try to avoid you when he’s in heat. He will even go so far as to leave you behind whenever it hits.
Good thing you’re stubborn.
Trimax Vash goes through a lot physically when he’s in heat, and unfortunately it can be quite painful. He also feels monstrous in his inhuman plant form, so he tries his best to hide it from you.
When Trimax Vash goes into heat, distorted wings and feathers burst forth from most faucets of his flesh—covering him almost from head to toe in an iridescent angelic cloak. He’s disfigured and strange, but extremely beautiful in this form (at least to you).
Along with the wings, Vash’s eyes also change to a pure white, and similar to Tristamp Vash, Trimax Vash’s fangs grow larger and more prominent during this time.
Trimax Vash gets very possessive, borderline obsessive, and he can even be aggressive while in the throes of his heat. He wants you and you are all he can think about.
Protecting you, providing/caring for you, and mating with you. Those are the only thoughts in his head.
Trimax Vash doesn’t want anyone else to touch you. He has to fight the urge to snap at anyone (including his friends) who comes too close to you. He does everything he can to suppress this though.
Overall, this man is incredibly horny, protective, and downright feral when his heat hits. His body and mind are singularly focused, and it’s an incredible internal struggle for him.
If he gets his hands on you, he will blow your back out and fill you to bursting. He has the stamina and the drive to do both.
But unlike the other Vashes, Trimax Vash’s heat is slow to build and quick to peak. At his peak, Trimax Vash’s heat only lasts about a day or so. Then it fades, allowing him to more easily focus on providing aftercare to his partner.
A high pitched cry is ripped from your lungs. A resounding growl vibrates through the air, making the pit of your stomach tingle and your insides clench.
Vash’s bruising grip on your hips tightens, fingernails claw into your flesh with the sweet sting of rapture. His hot panting breath billows over your shoulder—perilous fangs scratching at your skin.
All you see is white, encased in the cocoon of his enormous wings—soft and cool against your skin. A striking contrast from Vash’s fiery and rough lovemaking.
In that moment, to you Vash is almost divine. He’s everywhere and everything all at one. He’s all you can feel, see, touch, taste, and smell. Vash holds you with the mercy of his powerful hands, raining down on you his inhuman lust but his very human love as well.
Vash. Vash!
“M-more!” You beg, voice escaping in a desperate whimper. “Vash! Please! I–I want everything! Every part! Don’t hold back. Don’t run. Stay.”
The choked and desperate moan that falls from your lover’s lips both warms your heart and breaks it. Vash’s pace quickens, pounding you full of his thick cock, bearing down on you like a storm—a natural disaster to many, but not to you.
Fingers entwine with yours, gripping tightly as if for dear life. Vash’s body curls around your form as he comes, gripping you close, pulling your further into his monstrous beauty.
“Love you,” He confesses, voice distorted yet still so uniquely him.
Yeah I do the writing- all my writing thoughts will go here, and I'll just keep it here- This blog is 18+ in general, and I write for Trigun, JJK, and BG3- I'm working on getting used to Tumblr again after like seven years of hiatus- Uhhhhhh-
If y'all have any requests, submit them, and yeah that's about it-
cw: smut, facefucking, knives going through a blooming period, knives is angry you make him feel good, knives is possessive, human reader in knives lair for ambiguous reasons, pent up knives yes
word count: 492
a/n: my first lil drabble, it's a thing- please enjoy [runs away]
The first time you taste his nectar is during a blooming period where he just can’t hold himself back anymore, especially now that you’re around, and so he just forces you on your knees, opening up your shirt to expose your chest to him because heaven forbid you spill a little- and he just practically forces his plantdick down your throat
But he’s just be glaring down at you, almost wincing because how dare it feel so good, how dare a filthy human mouth make Knives feel this good- he cums almost immediately fr fr like and It’s THICK-
And when it hits you, and you taste it on your tongue it’s over, you just feel your mind growing fuzzy, it’s so smooth and intoxicating, you almost forget there’s a Plant glaring down at you. He reminds you he’s still there when he puts his hand underneath your slacking jaw.
“Don’t spill” he grunts, his cold eyes meeting your hazy ones. All you can muster is a weak nod as he’s still deep inside your throat, tears brimming at the corners of your eyes cause it hurts so much but it feels so good.
But that was just the first time in that blooming period, you think he’s going to stop there?
Oh, oh you sweet summer child.
No, he was just surprised at how good your mouth can feel. And now that he knows? Prepare for his hands around the back of your head, tangled in your hair.
The way this man facefucks is unreal, just angry and possessive- CAUSE HOW DARE YOU MAKE HIM ACTUALLY FEEL GOOD- He makes you swallow his nectar every time, each time leaving you more and more hazy and drunk on him.
When he finally has none left to spare for that day he just pulls out, makes himself presentable and leaves. He doesn’t care how you look, it’s your fault for even being near him in the first place during his blooming period. Plus, he can’t stand to see the way you look at him, all heart eyes and smiles.
But a blooming period doesn't last for a mere twenty four hours, oh no. And Knives? He has never truly let himself bloom properly, not until you. And now, against all of his better judgement, he finds himself aching for your mouth again.
The next time in that blooming period, he pulls you aside just for him, and he uses your mouth again. And this is almost a routine with you for the rest of the blooming period.
At the end of the blooming period it’s the same as always but when he leaves you this time, it’s with a gift. A cloak like his, just for you. In it is a small inscription in markings you can’t understand, but he can read them. It’s Plant for “My Flower” after all, from now on, you’ll be the only thing he gives his nectar to.
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