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wolfholz · 3 days
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contemplating his pacifism once again
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exifzilla · 16 hours
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Watching stampede at first, I didn't realize you could see MORE of vash's plant markings on his body, it's so hard to see, but I turned up the contrast to show them off more... theyre SO pretty...
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It's so interesting to see the actual placement, could make for a good reference for artists! I know I definitely want to make my own now
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duncanor · 3 days
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Okay, I'm finally ready to be serious about this page
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What is truly so powerful about it is,
All his life, Vash lived, not for himself, but for Rem.
He suffered for an ideal that wasn't his, he took upon himself the pain inflicted by his brother. Rem died to save humanity and Vash sacrificed his entire ô so long life to protect her legacy, others. But never did he live for himself. Even as Eriks, he left because he was afraid of harming Rem legacy.
And then Wolfwood happened and he taught Vash to 'want'. He taught Vash to live for himself, to make his own decisions and not what was best, to use his gun to protect who he wanted to protect, he taught him to be selfish and,
to see what was in his own heart.
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angebluee · 20 hours
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Insert angsty quote uhhhh idk
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I have my finals less than a week
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No one is daijoubu/gwenchana
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aluvian · 2 days
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✨️ Episode 26 favorite screenshots compilation for @trigun98watchparty ✨️
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cronuckles · 2 days
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the sillies!
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supernova351 · 22 hours
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A stim toy could’ve saved Millions Knives
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beremy-from-trigun · 3 days
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song: non-breath oblige cover from nightcord at 25:00
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ohitslen · 3 days
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BREAKING NEWS 🎉Ch. 5 of The neighbor from 311 is up!🎉
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merbear25 · 2 days
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Could I request prompt 18 with Vash? Maybe something sweet and sappy and a little angsty <3
Hello, hello! I understand that this didn't make it on the 200 followers list, but I couldn't resist writing it for Vash! He needs to be shown so much more love. I hope you like it 💜💜
Collections of a lovesick man
CW: SFW, gn!reader, a tad angsty, fluff
There was barely anything worthwhile in your town; each day was relatively bleak and was refected in the people. So when a charismatic laugh echoed down the alley, you stopped in your tracks. Curiosity got the best of you as you went to locate such a memorable display of joy.
Laying eyes on him, the man you'd later learn to be Vash was exchanging laughs with the formly gloomy residents. Going up to him, you were eager to get to know the man who unabashedly welcomed others―such warmth was what separated him from anyone else you'd met before.
He seemed friendly enough, but the following day you saw the whole town turning on him, accusing him of being a devil. Based on the brief interactions you had, he came across as a genuine person. Doubts of whether or not you should go to him were ignored as you went against your better judgement to offer a place for this gentle stranger to reside in.
After some convincing, you eventually wore him down. The time spent together was short, yet he still managed to leave a significant impression on you. When it came to him leaving, every fiber of your being was calling out to you to go with him. You knew the risks, but you couldn't help wanting to keep his vision of peace afloat. You wanted to keep that hope alive.
Allowing you to go with him was something he couldn't even wrap his head around. That being said, seeing his passion for love and peace mirrored back in you gave him the sense of home.
The more time you spent together, the closer you became: sharing dreams for the future and stories from the past. He was quickly earning a special place in your heart, and unbeknownst to you, you in his. Despite his habit of keeping people at arms length, he still craved connection just like everyone else. When you began journaling, noting down each and every detail the two of you encountered, he became curious. Not wanting to invade your privacy, he left you to it, writing your little heart away.
There was a time when you tossed one of your notes out, though. Unable to fight off his inquisitiveness, he took it out of the waste basket and read it. You jotted down your thoughts on what you'd set out to do with him: your hopes for success and fears of failure. Being able to have more insight into your innermost personal views felt wrong, yet he thought they should be cherished, not thrown away.
Whenever you threw out one of your notes, it was rescued by him, each one giving him a better understanding of where your head was. Spending time with you after reading these notes filled him with conflicting emotions: guilt and regret mixed with endearment and affection. With each passing day, the draw towards you had more of a pull, making it harder to hold off his rising interest in you.
Looking for something specific, you had a hunch it would be in Vash's room. Once opening a drawer, you saw a bunch of carefully folded paper that appeared to have once been wadded up. Thinking it strange to fold crinkled paper, you picked it up―then the others followed suit.
When you didn't return, Vash went to look for you, stumbling in on you discovering his little secret.
His apology for keeping such private thoughts of yours was caught in his throat, making you break the silence.
"You mean to tell me you've kept every single note?" Your tone showed no ill feelings, simply painting you in a light of bewilderment.
His heart was pounding, while he remained incapable of coming up with a proper excuse. "I did."
"Why?"
"I know you wanted to throw them away, but they seemed important. They are your feelings, after all." Looking down at the floor, shame crept in.
"Your hopes and dreams are just as important as your fears and woes." Still unable to meet your gaze, he assumed your eyes held betrayl and disgust. "I'm sorry."
Closing the gap between you, you placed a tender hand on his arm. Unsure what you could say to this, you motioned to embrace him, giving him space to refuse if he so wished.
When he finally brought his eyes to yours, the gentleness they held made him melt. In spite of his ever present fear of growing close to others, it wouldn't hurt to let you in, would it?
Opening his arms to welcome your solace lifted his spirits, set his busy mind to rest, and helped to bandage his lingering wounds.
Tightening your arms around him, you opened yourselves up to one another, allowing your vulnerabilities to be on full display. However frightening it felt, you were sure you were placing your heart in trustworthy hands.
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ahomeinthevoid · 3 days
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Meant to post this after the instruments post, but close enough.
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dante-purr · 3 hours
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elvenfaur · 4 hours
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That stampede vash pose but he’s Wind Waker shaped
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cryoncompanytime · 23 hours
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Do y'all think Vash's severed arm is just floating around in the higher plane?
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puppydoglio · 2 days
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acquired vash AND miku :3
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y’all i’m about to binge trigun 98 @aboveweirdest @cryoncompanytime wish me luck
i hope this doesn’t alter my brain TOO MUCH
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