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who likes confessional blowjobs, spanish speaking wolfwood, and vash with no concept of gender? https://archiveofourown.org/works/82409896
https://archiveofourown.org/works/81342176
Do you guys know how hard it is to write smut in a public forum? Anyway.....Can you tell i haven't been to church in a while?
So what if I just want Vash The Stampede to hold his independent child and refuse to put it down because he has anxiety? So what If I want it so that Nicholas is just laughing the whole time he has to keep Vash from scooping their kid up into his arms & practically has Vash in his grip to keep his husband plant from rushing after their kiddo and scooping them back up? Extra: Kiddo trips and Vash bursts into tears out of concern and Nick looks worried... but the kid gets back up and they're perfectly fine and Nick pretends to be the voice of reason with a "See? Told ya so!" And Vash is glaring daggers at him through blurry tears: don't you dare make him seem like the only one who was freaking out just now, Nick.
me, writing a book: they just let fucking anybody write these things huh
Hi! Looking for 1x1 Roleplay featuring Vashwood and/or Plantcest. Trigun 98', Stampede/Stargaze, doesn't matter. 98'? Trimax? Get in my IMs, let's get something started on Discord. You like AUs? Me too! You like canon what-if scenarios? Me too! I'm Kore, 25+, F, and totally game! Need more info, find it in this post. I can write any of the three. I even write multi-para on good days! Clearly proship, not accepting anti-shippers. Don't have time for that mess. Plot-focused! Looking for communicative, engaged partners to build something long-term with. I write a lot of Wolfwood, but I can do a lot of characters in general, even Vash. Like this post to let me know you're interested!
i have thoughts and i torture other people with them.
There are nights where Hikaru, 'Hikaru', moves into Yoshiki's bed. It's childlike in the way it clumsily lifts the blanket and seeks to fit up against Yoshiki's body, and of course Yoshiki, ever the light sleeper, jolts to life like something cold just ran down his back. Knowing it's 'Hikaru' only slightly eases the sensation, really. He admitted to himself a long time ago that he was never quite sure what it was thinking. "Cold." it tells him, seeking the heat of that warm soul it knows so well, and the human heat of a body not its own. Yoshiki tenses slightly, keeping his eyes on the wall that he was facing. He could push it away, send it back to the couch or the floor, but there's a wave of guilt he feels instead: it felt just like Hikaru. And if there's one thing he misses to no end, it's him. Yoshiki can't give in fully to the comfort. But he doesn't hate it either. And the worst part is the thing doesn't sleep, not like humans do. It can mimic the motions, close their eyes, breathe in a methodical way, but it's always awake in some capacity, wrapped around him like a snake on a sunning rock. What leaves the worst ache is that it is always up and awake before Yoshiki is. It leaves a familiar shape in the bed. And it makes Yoshiki's chest ache.
yoshiki catching frogs and releasing them in the creeks around the town before his mother and his sister can freak out over them. yoshiki petting the household centipedes. yoshiki finding it an almost magical experience when dragonflies land on him and sit expectantly, resting their tired wings from a perilous flight. watching them go with an admiring gaze as they leave his sight, smiling slightly and finding it comforting that these things that are wanted nowhere else find reprieve in his presence. hikaru laying on his lap, and yoshiki thinking the same thing. brushing strands of white hair out of his eyes, just as calm and comfortable as a stray cat under his care. yoshiki being a respite for things everyone else finds unwelcoming, unsightly, or dangerous.