#trigun brad

[loundrey]

HES HOME...

[alcordraws]

Actually I haven't stopped thinking about how much Stampede endeared me to Brad specifically. He went from nothingburger ""romantic"" rival in 98 who died and did nothing for me to guy i found okay and tolerable in Maximum, to like. Holy shit that's Vash's weird dad!!! I find his relationship with Vash in Stampede so!!!! Interesting. He hurt and dehumanized Vash. He was scared of him. He grew from that. THATS HIS KID!!! I wish they had more scenes but literally just from the one of him fixing Vash's arm there's such a sense of shared history. They've been through that song and dance. He taught that boy how to ride a thoma. Idk something about having *human* characters that are older than 150 year old Vash is so. Cool to me.

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[ryanthel0ser]

Guys should we tell Stampgaze Brad happy father's day

[tadpoledancer]

the things I do to avoid drawing refs

[everywolfwoodpanel]

Trigun Maximum | Volume 4 | Chapter 1

[ID: A single square panel from the Trigun Maximum manga.

In the foreground is Jessica, with her back to the viewer, holding a tipping plate of food in her hand. She shouts “It’s ready!” but when she sees who she’s serving to, she lets out a confused, “Huh?” Five people sit around the table in front of her. Vash and Brad both have awkward smiles frozen on their faces. Two small children peer over the top of the table with annoyed expressions, and Wolfwood just looks unimpressed. End ID.]

[twinklesilverstar]

Day 9 Invisible Man Brad

Rating: 18+ MDNI

Pairing: Brad X F!Reader

CW: Dub con, rape, bathroom sex, penis in vagina sex, fingering, cock warming, drugged, date rape drug, daddy kink, non-con, non consensual,  drugging, voyeurism, coercion, invisible partner, sexual manipulation, horror elements, psychological distress, power imbalance, bodily autonomy violation, explicit sexual content, restraint imagery, non-consensual voyeuristic sex.

Word count: Roughly 2.5K

A/N: You like your new job, but one night as you aren’t feeling well after one of the scientists goes missing, you realize he was far more interested in you than he let on. 

This one is rather dark so please don’t read if you think this might even trigger you in the slightest. 

Masterlist

You had to admit you were enjoying your new job, sure it was just answering the main 1-800 number for the company which wasn’t very stressful as most times it was just redirecting to a different department. 

It was also fun meeting a lot of the lab workers who were located in the same building. Why pay for office space when you could set up desks in the lobby so folks also served as greeters? All in all nothing but positives, especially the fun you were having with one of the staff. 

There was an older gentleman you were having fun flirting with on the regular, Dr. Brad. That wasn’t his full name but you thought he was kind of cute for an older gentleman with his graying blond hair and the way he had it parted. You didn’t know his full name either, just the name on his ID badge, and from the number of meetings he went to, and was called Doctor by the other lab techs you just took to the name. 

It also helped he tended to turn a light shade of pink whenever you called him that, it was fun to see the older man get flustered, and once in a while, he flirted right back. It was a fun little game as far as you were concerned. Trying to see just how flustered you could make him before his meetings, sending him in pink with the tips of his ears red. 

At least until you stopped seeing him one day, and it felt like there were times you were being watched when you weren’t at work. A shiver ran down your spine, almost like someone was breathing down your neck. You asked one of his co-workers who simply told you he had some new project he was working on. 

From that day forward it felt as if at odd times you were being more than just watched, like there was a presence around you. The fine hairs on your arms stood up as if a hand had ghosted just over your flesh, or as if a feather had been dragged on the outside of your ear. 

You thought you were going crazy.

As you hung up the phone you flinched, certain you had just felt someone rub the inside of your thigh. Like thick fingers had gripped the fabric of your pantyhose and given it a squeeze, slamming your legs together and you could have sworn you felt rough digits drag downwards. 

Resting your hand on your head, at least you were almost done for the day you just needed to last a few more minutes then you could head home for the day. Taking a sip from your water bottle and frowning at the taste, since you had filled it up earlier it hadn’t been quite right. “Must be the filter having gone off” you whispered to yourself, watching the clock and hoping your replacement would arrive soon. 

Right on time, she came to the desk and you chatted briefly before a wave of nausea overtook you. “I’m just going to use the washroom before I head home. Have a good shift!” Faking a smile as you left your coworker, instead of heading for the main washroom you headed for a single one a little farther down the hallway, if you were going to be sick you might as well be sick where no one else could hear you throwing up. 

Pushing the door open you miss the delay it has in closing behind you, a hand to your forehead, when did you become so warm? Giving it a shake before you turn to lock the door and head to the sink to splash water on your flushed face. A few presses of the cheap paper towel to your face and you look into the mirror, why do you feel so gross? 

The sensation of a broad hand trailing up your side makes you freeze, and the feeling of warmth radiating up your back makes you flinch as something firm presses against your butt cheeks. “Feeling under the weather my dear?” Whimpering when something grabs your breast giving it a squeeze, and the voice in your ear sounds like Brad. 

“I had to give you a little something.” In the mirror, you watch as the bottom of your earlobe is pinched at the same time you feel something bite into you making you gasp. As whatever is holding your breast moves you watch the fabric of your shirt bunch and shift, the nausea you feel growing worse. “You see, we had a slight accident in the lab and it looks like I won’t be visible anytime soon. So I figured, why not take advantage.” Lips are trailing down the skin of your face, feeling a wetness left that is just visible from the overhead lights. “I know you’ve seen flirting with me as a little game, so I’m going to enjoy making you my toy for the night.” 

It’s strange, watching as the buttons on your shirt are undone when you have no control over it as you feel as if you’re floating watching it happen. You feel as your flesh is groped and kneaded, a noise of satisfaction in your ear as he clearly enjoys the feeling of your tits in his hands. You can feel things, but it’s like a disconnect as you have no control over your responses, your arms now just hanging by your sides lips parted. 

“Look at these nice perky boobs, you have no idea how many times I pictured my cock between them, your hands pressing these soft globs around them and then cumming all over your face.” A jerk of something against your ass and you must feel his dick pressed between your bodies. “Too bad I’ll never see it now, but that’s alright. That doesn’t mean I can’t play with em.” The fabric of your bra is pulled down, and you gasp as calloused hands rub over your nipples making you shiver.

Watching as the sensitive flesh pebbles in the cool air and he circles the tip of your buds to hardness, the mirror giving you a show as your body responds to the stimulus a slickness starting to seep from your pussy lips. Hissing when he suddenly pinches one, pain and pleasure receptors in your brain firing and he laughs again in your ear. “Did you like that slut? I think so.” 

You can’t answer him, but watch as your shirt and bra and peeled from your torso feeling skin you can’t see press against your back. “You look so good all blissed out, I have to admit I wanted to tease you more earlier. See if you’d have let me finger you through your pantyhose.” 

Feeling a pressure around your neck as warm spreads around the front of your throat, watching as the edge of your skirt if lifted up revealing the panties that matched your bra still shrouded from sight by your pantyhose. “Such a tease wearing a skirt like this. Did you know how tight it looked on your ass Slut? Fuck I wanted to bend you over that desk and make you scream my name so many times.” 

Your pantyhose and underwear are pushed outwards as warm fingers start to prod at your mound rubbing over the sensitive flesh before slipping down into your cunt. “Would you look at that, you really are a slut already nice and wet.” Two of his digits pressing into your pussy and twisting smearing your wetness around your walls. 

“Don’t worry, I won’t put my cock in you yet. Daddy wants to enjoy that pretty pussy he’s been dreaming about. All. Night. Long.” Punctuating his words with a curl of his fingers, trying to find your G-spot you make you spasm around his fingers. A few curls and you whimper as the pressure increases inside you. He found what he was looking for, making your body grow warm as he keeps pressing against it. 

Pumping away and adding a third finger until you go lax in his hold, and if he hadn’t of had a hand around your throat you would have fallen to the ground. Feeling the fluid drip from your legs and onto your thighs as he pulls his hand away, your underwear snapping back into place. “Such a good slut, Daddy is going to enjoy stuffing you with his cock.” 

The buttons of your skirt are undone and you feel the smooth material slide down your legs to fall to the floor around your feet before the hands you can’t see pause at your hips almost as if considering something. “You know. I think I’m just going to fuck you through these.” 

Snapping the band of your pantyhose before two sets of fingers and pressing into your cloth covered pussy to rip the thin material apart. “That’s better.” 

Taking your hand in his, you mumble as he wraps your fingers around something behind you, from the firmness and warmth your drugged mind slowly realizes it’s his dick. He’s thick, your fingers unable to touch your thumb as he uses your hand to stroke himself. “Feel that slut, that’s Daddy’s cock and he’s gonna stuff you so full you won’t be able to walk later.” A few leisurely pumps from his balls to his tip and you have to agree, if he’s putting that in your pussy you aren’t walking later. 

“You’re gonna make Daddy feel so good.” Releasing your hand, Brad uses his feet to spread your legs a little more from his standing position, refusing to let you go as you hear him grunting before feeling his blunt head press against your entrance.

“Here we go, make sure you don’t tighten up too much or you won’t enjoy this.” Forcing your body to accept him as he splits you open on his girth, moaning in your ear until he’s stuffed so far inside of you he can’t go any farther. Small noises of discomfort leave your lips as the tears run down your face, trying to speak to tell him it’s too much. Pain blooming along your channel as you’re stretched more than you think your body was ever meant to. 

“Well, would you look at that” A hint of wonder in his voice while your body shudders to try to force his dick from your pussy with fluttering walls. “With my cock in you I can see those pretty insides of yours.” Through your haze of pain, you squint, looking in the mirror and seeing he’s right it just looks like your cunt is stretched wide around nothing. 

“How about we have a better look.” Feeling your body move, and his hands grip the back of your knees you pant, the pressure in your core increasing tenfold as he lifts your legs allowing you both to look inside your pussy. “Look at all those slick muscles, massaging my dick. You’re such a good slut for Daddy.” With the change in angle and him being invisible to your eye, it means you have a view of your sloppy core twitching like mad, and Brad just seems to be enjoying the show you’re putting on for him. 

The longer you look the more your body starts to squirm, seeing your insides like that before his breath is washing over your ear. “Time for Daddy to enjoy his little slut.” He uses his grip on your legs to start to move you along his shaft, moaning in your ear while you feel like your body is on fire from the assault. Whimpering as your vision grows blurry from the tears, Brad takes no time sliding you along his cock panting just how good you are for him. 

Another noise of surprise from him before your view shifts, turned in the air so your profile is visible in the mirror. “I thought I saw something, look at that little bump slut.” Sure enough, with the way he has your legs spread wide, you can see the normally flat plane of your belly and the smallest bulge where you can feel the pressure of his length pressing against you. “There’s my dick in you, so good for Daddy. I think I'll see if I can make that bump bigger.” Keeping you like that he starts to fuck you in earnest again, and with the pressure of your slick walls it isn’t long until you feel him slam you down on his cock as hard as he can ejaculating deep inside your walls. “Oh fuck my little slut, look at that, that bump is a little bigger.” 

You just take his word for it, body sore and his dick still deep in your walls not helping the pain. Watching as your body moves almost as if on its own once more, feeling him lift you off his cock before you're turned confused facing the closed toilet. “Daddy needs to sit Slut and you’re gonna keep his cock warm.” Maneuvered so he can shove his dick inside you once more but pressed chest to chest. 

“Don’t worry, once my legs rest I’ll fuck you again tonight, and again. For now, just relax and let Daddy stay warm in that pretty pussy of yours.” One of his large hands moves to fondle your tits once more, lifting it almost as if judging it before you feel lips wrap around it and he starts to suck making your core clench around him. You still don’t have any control of your body, watching at the tip of your breast is sucked more into his mouth the flesh pulled taut. Letting your skin go with a wet pop before chuckling again “I won’t lie, seeing that little bump in your belly is making me wonder how’d you look with a bigger bump. Stretched round for Daddy and leaking milk from these beautiful tits for me to suck.”

Lapping at the pebbled flesh with the flat of his tongue before giving it another hard suck, you feel his cock throbbing inside of you again, growing firm and making you accept his girth the new position having let more of him fill you. “You’ll look so good, and Daddy would be able to fill you up every night till you’re bursting with my cum.” The more he talks the more his dick grows hard inside of you. “Yea, I’m putting my kid in you Slut, then no one can say you aren’t mine.” 

Back to sucking your nipples one of his hands between your legs starting to play with your clit, making your body respond to his still powerless in your own skin. It isn’t long before he starts round two, making you ride him while he remains seated and painting another load deep in your core. A promise he’s not finished with you yet, and when dawn comes you’re found by the cleaning crew and it’s assumed you were sick and left unfound overnight. Given the day off and sent home in a cab shivering. 

Brad ensuring that moving forward he follows you home to fuck on far more comfortable surfaces, keeping his team unaware of his use of his toy and you’re far too ashamed to bring up the fact a man no one has seen for weeks is drugging and fucking you senseless every night.

[versaphile]

I’ll never kill. Ever again.

OK, so I didn't catch the significance at first, but after having absorbed the other Trigun canons, it really stands out to me. From "Millions Knives":

In the English dub, Vash's words are similar: "I’ll never kill. Ever again."

Correct me if I'm wrong, but in the manga and 1998 canons, Legato is in fact the first person that Vash ever actually kills.

Though arguably he does hurt people very badly in the manga, his pacifism is generally about doing the least possible amount of harm to resolve a situation.

So when Stampede Vash says he HAS killed in the past, what is he referring to? Is it his guilt over The Big Fall? Nai did a number on him by retroactively making Vash feel as though the blood of that is on his hands, by showing Nai the access code to the SEEDS05 computer. Or is there something else that happened that we haven't seen yet, something where Vash ended up actually killing someone himself?

I think either way there's a difference between the Vashes here. 98 Vash is the most pure in his pacifism. He even goes out of his way to avoid harming anyone at all, if he can. He seems almost paralyzed by it at times, it even makes him freeze up in situations where he is faced with the choice to kill. 98 ends with him rejecting his obsession with Rem in order to stop Knives.

Manga Vash is frankly not afraid to draw blood, though he avoids it if he can. He has a lot more anger and escalates his willingness to harm with the danger of the situation. His refusal to kill is very tied up to his refusal of his own suicide and Rem's blank ticket speech. After Tesla, he chose to live because of Rem's love. Rem's love also saved the humans of NML. There's a whole transference here with him, where he needs to save the humans as part of him continuing to save himself from that suicidal urge that hasn't really gone away in all that time. And when he does finally give in to that suicidal urge at the end of Trimax, he does it with the mental context of giving his tomorrows to humanity just like Rem did. He embraces Rem’s path even more.

Stampede Vash though-- There's still a lot we don't know about what happened after Tesla. We know Rem gave the blank ticket speech. In the more limited examples we have, Vash absolutely minimizes harm to others, largely by drawing fire and running from it, and minimizes harm to himself. He is extremely controlled and precise in his use of force, again escalating only as much as absolutely necessary. He is actively trying to defuse situations and bring people together. The only times we really see Vash threaten anyone are his confrontations with Knives, and there's no sense that his heart is in actually harming Knives at all.

So is his pacifism a mixture of guilt over the Big Fall, and a need to carry on Rem's work and keep the humans and plants of NML alive just a little longer? Is that really about pacifism at all? If he did try to kill himself after Tesla, which is likely, how much is that driving him here? He is carrying a lot of pain, guilt, and shame, given his regular self-punishment.

And then there's this, in the same scene:

Brad tells Wolfwood that Vash's desire to save everyone on NML including Knives, is actually right.

This is absolutely fascinating to me. In 98, Brad is deeply antagonistic to Vash, partly out of jealousy over Jessica, but also because Vash goes out into NML and fights while Brad and the others in the Flying City hide in fear of "outsiders." Brad is a narrative critique of Vash's violence, and in the end he switches over and defends Vash, dying to save him.

In the manga, Brad is deeply antagonistic to Vash again out of jealousy over Jessica, but also he explicitly calls Vash a monster for his part in July and the Fifth Moon. Again, Brad serves as a critique of Vash, this time about the extreme destruction he's capable of. This is similar to Wolfwood's post-Dragon's Nest moment of doubt, where he seriously considered killing Vash to prevent Knives from using Vash's power ever again.

Stampede Brad is a narrative voice again, first antagonistic as his other counterparts, suspicious of Vash's very nature. But quickly enough he comes around and ends up as one of Vash's parental figures. And when Wolfwood doubts Vash for wanting to save everyone, Brad defends Vash. He says Vash is strong enough to find a way to make his dream happen. In contrast to so many others, instead of telling Vash to take a side, Brad says everything isn't black and white. And in fact SEEDS03 is actively working on a solution that will help Vash's dream happen, by trying to terraform NML with flora.

I think more than anything, Stampede Vash is defined by hope. He has people already trying to make a better NML. He goes out into the world and helps people and stops violence in order to keep plants and humans alive long enough for Luida's terraforming plan to succeed.

Roberto is another narrative voice. In "Humans", when Conrad shows off his work, all in the name of remaking the human race for survival without plants, Roberto calls him out, saying that his dream is not worth the cost of his monstrous abuse of innocents. Knives and Conrad's "dream" is one of humans and plants living completely separately, without depending on each other.

All of which is to say, in 98 the core inner conflict was Vash's fixation with Rem, and his refusal to kill reflected that. In the manga, the core inner conflict was the transference of Vash's denial of suicide, and his refusal to kill reflected that.

Stampede's core inner conflict so far appears to be abuse and isolation vs love and connection. The struggle of finding a way to survive while minimizing harm to others. This changes Vash's refusal to kill yet again. And all the more fascinating if Vash has already broken that ideal, if it's not a psychological block or obsession like 98 and the manga, but the choice he makes from lived experience and regret. Vash as a kind person having suffered greatly to learn his kindness.

All of which has massive ramifications for story elements that are entirely focused on Vash's refusal to kill. Such as Wolfwood. Perhaps that's part of why Wolfwood's story arc from the manga has already been largely completely by "High Noon at July". Wolfwood might still have no obvious compunction against killing, but Vash has already started to open up his heart. Wolfwood killed Rollo because he had no hope for Rollo or himself. And then Vash gave him hope for Livio, which is far more important to Stampede Wolfwood than what level of violence he should use. Even Livio shooting himself didn't take that away. Despite the destruction of JuLai, Wolfwood ends Stampede S1 with hope, for Livio and maybe even himself.

And also such as Legato. Perhaps that's why Legato's 98/manga obsession with Vash has been refocused towards Wolfwood in "Once Upon A Time In Hopeland/WOLFWOOD". Though I could certainly see Legato plotting a Death Game in revenge for "High Noon at July". Wolfwood is a safe target for Legato to transfer his anger at Knives. The big brother who needs to have his little brother taken away from him for his own good, to purify him.

Fascinating that Legato actually feels anger at Knives here, vs manga Legato who seems to be willing to accept any denigration with the eternal hope that Knives will show him a tiny speck of approval one day. Manga Legato wanted to destroy Vash as a gift for Knives, as proof of Legato's faith. Stampede Legato wants to punish Wolfwood because he can't punish Knives.