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ೃ⁀➷ BITING ON THEM — rafayel, zayne, xavier x gn!reader

rafayel yelps before staring at you in utter silence. he blinks once, twice before rubbing the spot on his hand that you just took a good chomp out of. “what was that for?!” and you shrug, going back to whatever you were doing beforehand.

rafayel appears to come to his senses. pushing his hand in front of you once more. “do it again!” you shake your head, haughty amusement glittering in his eyes as he frowns and shakes his hand again. “don’t wanna," you grin. he scoffs, leaning in closer to try and get a reaction. but you give him none.

rafayel frowns, turning away from you dramatically before taking your hand and gently sinking his teeth into the palm of your hand. his eyes daring you to say anything against him. “if you get to do it, i do too,” he says stubbornly, crossing his arms over his chest.

zayne is unphased. to be fair, he's gotten to know you well enough to always expect the unexpected. he blinks at you, glances at his forearm, before going back to typing up another email. seeing as you've failed to get his attention, you go back to laying on the couch staring up at the ceiling.

zayne tilts his screen down, raising an eyebrow at your behavior. "care to explain?" he says gently. you take his arm, stubbornly biting it once more. at this, a deep chuckle rumbles from his chest. "is this one of your many tricks?"

zayne watches as you sit back up, leaning against his shoulder as you look over what he was previously working on. "no. i just felt like it," you say with a shrug. he shakes his head at your antics before taking your hand and nibbling your fingertip. "then i might as well give you a taste of your own medicine."

xavier gives you a look of gentle surprise as you munch on his ear. he glances behind him, pleasantly surprised to see you. as you release him from your toothy hold, he rubs the spot you latched yourself to. "what was that for?"

xavier grasps your hand as you wrap your arms around his shoulder from behind the couch. you don't answer right away but give him a well-behaved smile. "can't i just bite you?" a curious look of mirth fills his pretty blue eyes.

xavier turns slightly, tilting his head to graze his teeth against the column of your neck. the sensation has you hurrying backwards and grasping the spot he teased. your shocked expression only elicits a smug look from him. "like that?"

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Learned from one of Zayne's cards he's a canon lightweight. One glass of wine and he's already handsy. I need to know what happens after 2 glasses 😆

Oh yeah if I remember correctly he says he doesn't hold his liquor well. Guess he can't drink often if he's always at work!

Tonight was special. Tonight you and Zayne stayed in for dinner that you both cooked. He must have forgotten, after working such a long shift at the hospital, that you were both drinking wine as you cooked. So once you sat down for your meal and had a second glass, it hit him MUCH harder than it hit you.

Zayne realizes and tries so, so hard to play it off that he's just tired. But his words start slurring and his face becomes blush. Every time he looks at you, there's a twinkle in his eye, skin reddening more and more with each glance at you. With all sense of restraint gone from the alcohol, he stands up abruptly. Zayne walks over to you, grabbing your face with both hands, staring deeply into your eyes.

"I need you right now. Come with me." He demands in a low, slurred voice. When you hesitate, he whips around and somehow, miraculously picks you up bridal style, and throws you down onto his bed.

He tries to comb his hair back, but it keeps falling down over his eyes. He crawls over you on his bed, not able to hold back his quiet panting. He needs you, he can't fight off the urges any longer. Zayne after two glasses of wine is a Zayne that becomes starved for your touch, and he will get what he wants. No matter how hopeless he may end up looking.

Not used to seeing him so lustful and forward, you look away bashfully.

Zayne grabs your chin to look back at him, and he swallows hard, followed by a pant while he tries to catch his breath.

"Be a good girl for me, won't you?" Zayne whispers with a voice so deep it vibrates through you. He leans in to kiss you, but stops inches away from your lips. "Doctor's orders."

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So who here remembers my little brain fart about Vash having a human plant hybrid s/o that had wings?

Well anyway I managed to get my writing inspiration back and I also decided to try to sketch out my ideas for them it's not a definite character since it is a reader story but this is kinda what I imagined

I didn't have time to draw them fully changed so ill try to do that another day.

But yeah that fic will be split into mini fics through out the story

#fanfic #vash x reader

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So have a mini crack idea that I'm going to somehow squeeze into this series because it's a lot and heavy

Vash: "Nai come look at what I found!"

Knifes: What is it now Vash? What the hell is that?

Vash: A friend! And possibly one of us?

Knifes: THAT THING LOOKS LIKE IT HAS RABBIES

You thinking why did this child break me out of my holding cell?

#trigun #trigun stampede #trigun x reader #vash x reader #knifes x reader #nai x reader

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Who's ready for another Vash fic!

Cause I am and let's see if I can do a vash x reader x knifes

And yes it will hurt MUHAHAHAHAHA😊

#fanfic #x reader #trigun #trigun stampede #trigun x reader #vash the stampede #vash x reader #vash x you #millions knives #nai x reader #knives trigun

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Okay hear me out because my mind won't shut up until I put this out there.

And yes it is another vash fic idea sue me 😂

So imagine it's late at night. You keep tossing and turning in bed your back is aching and pulsing and just over all uncomfortable. You're trying so hard not to wake up your boyfriend, but it's no use as he sits up and tries to rub the sleep away from his eyes but his voice is still deep with it.

"They're hurting you again, aren't they?" He says as he wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you to his chest as his head lowers to rest on your shoulder, placing a small kiss on the top of an old scar.

"It's just uncomfortable to have them inside for so long, it makes my back all achy." You tried to pull away, hoping to relieve some of the pain that's currently keeping you both up, but Vash pulled you back down instead. He moved to where you could lay on top of him with his hand cradling your head to the metal grate where his heart should be.

"It's just us here tonight love, the others have their own rooms, and we won't be bothered for a while, so why don't you just let them out tonight?"

You knew Vash had a point, but you couldn't help but worry someone discovering. It was bad enough that the gang had their suspicions about Vash keeping their eyes on him 24/7, but to add your own problems into the mix was sure blow your cover.

"I can't. It's too risky. What if I accidentally made too much noise? Or someone walks in on us sleeping and sees them? What if-"

"Petal, I promise you nothing will happen while im here, so please just let them out. It will be okay, besides I would love to see them."

It took a few more minutes of silent convincing, but you finally relaxed enough to have your wings out and stretched across the hotel room. They covered both of you as a sort of giant blanket with the ends of them falling to the floor and the tips of the feathers glowing with the moonlight. Vash’s hand ran across them towards the base of where they connected to your back and shoulders as you sighed in relief. You nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck, finally able to close your eyes in bliss.

"Thank you for being with me, Vash. I love you."

"I love you too, Flower." He placed another kiss on your forehead but kept his hand on your back lightly stroking your wings.

Soft snores could now be heard from you, but Vash stared at the ceiling with quite anger towards the man who was responsible for putting you through so much just to achieve these wings. Yes, they were beautiful, but were they worth the cost of your humanity?

#x reader #fanfic #trigun #trigun stampede #trigun x reader #vash the stampede #vash x reader #vash x you #lol no such things as a happy ending with my writing

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I have another idea for a trigun fic but I need to finish Morning Glory 2.

But I really want to work on this one, and hopefully make it a oneshot

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Stupid question but I gotta ask

#fanfic #trigun #trigun stampede #trigun x reader #vash the stampede #vash x reader #vash x you #why am i like this

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Morning Glory

This is more of a welcome back into the world of writing fanfics since I haven't written anything since high-school and what better way to kick it off with my current obsession then Trigun! I'm sorry it took me so long I was trying to figure out how I wanted the story to go but I think I got it now.

So standard rating would T nothing to gory and no beta readers so if you some mistakes please excuse them but I welcome any critiques you may have for me.

Enjoy what I have written, and I hope to do this fandom, proud!

Word count 4.3k

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Hanahaki Disease,

A rare disease where one is in unrequited or even one-sided love that leaves its victim to cough or vomit flower petals mixed with their own blood. In most extreme cases left untreated can lead to a flowering plant growing in the lungs,stomach or heart in which case the disease then turns fatal with then having to vomit or choking fully bloomed flowers and slowly succumbing to the lack of oxygen and blood. The only known cure is to undergo a surgery to remove said flower from the host but no record has shown a case where the patient has recovered unless they do another more high risk operation on the brain to remove part of the limbic system. More studies show that people who undergo brain surgery have a ninety-nine percent rate of recovery and no return of the flowers but have a difficult time to process emotions or even become shells of their former selves. Other studies of this disease have shown zero chance of survival due to the type of plant that can take residence in the victim's body which can shut down its host's body four times faster than normal, meaning the average lifespan with this disease cuts down to a year to a few months while other victims have years ahead. 

Year 3xxx

It's been almost one hundred and fifty years since the seed project crashed on this planet, 

Fifty years since the discovery of the strange plant disease that riddles the lonely and the daydreamers, twenty years since the discovery of a so-called “cure” for it, and three days since I too have fallen victim to the hanahaki disease. 

I thought everything was fine, everything was fine if I just kept my distance from the infamous outlaw, but just like the sun I was always drawn back to his warmth. We met a few years before the Jenerora Rock incident, when I was waiting tables at Rosa’s diner just hiding out from bounty hunters when this unusual man in a long red coat and pointed gold hair walks in. All he asked for is a simple drink, nothing fancy but then one drink turned into one more, and then three more, and so on, honestly if Rosa hadn’t cut him off when she did he would have ended up passed out on the diner floor with her husband. He hadn’t paid for a room and it looked like he wasn’t sober enough to ask for one yet but with the town inn being so far away it didn’t look like he would make it that far in the state he was in anyway. Really what could have been so bad that someone would neglect to get shelter to instead come get their ass blackout drunk?

I really should have minded my own business but with Rosa having her own troubles with her sorry ass husband and Tonis what else could she do with the stranger who seemed to be dead to the world already, apparently drag him to the upstairs apartment that resides above said diner that I'm currently renting, bless you Rosa. With a bit, well with a lot of struggle i managed to drag the idiot up the stairs and not so carefully put him on the bed, really this man who appeared to not weigh much was much heavier than i expected and his staggering height was a struggle i didn’t account for when i decided to be a kind civilian for once. Really, one glance at this man and my natural caregiver instincts kicked in and I hated it, it wasn’t me, not anymore i thought. I went to turn to leave but his shaky voice startled me causing me to freeze, it wasn’t a question that left his lips but a small broken thank you, i hesitantly turned back to look at the poor sap but he had already fallen asleep with small snores leaving his mouth. Thinking back on it i wasn’t sure why i helped him removed his boots or even covered him up with the nicest blanket i could fine but meeting him that day had set everything in motion, I would begin to start falling for the fading sun: star boy, i would call him but to the rest of Gunsmoke he will forever be known as the humanoid typhoon: Vash The Stampede, and to my unsuspecting self I would soon learn why he was given the nickname. 

The morning I woke from my spot on the tiny loveseat to find him nowhere in sight, nothing that showed that he had been here the night before unless you count a neatly made bed. I assumed he had just got up and left town but no, I walked down to see the very sunny man talking and laughing with Rosa as he helped clean the diner with the help of her husband who looked like he saw better mornings. Confused was most likely an understatement given the situation, why was he still here, why was he helping a stranger with a kind smile plastered on his face? Questions that I hadn’t had a chance to ask as I was rushed out the door to help unload the supply truck by other waitresses leaving behind a stuttering mess of heys and wait by the blonde man who looked a little shocked to see me as well. As soon as we were outside I was bombarded with who he was, was he available, and was he a “good time”, shameless the lot of these people! As much to my horror he decided to follow us out back and without a hint of decency he played along with they're crude jokes! 

“Well ladies i must say i would never kiss and tell but she was absolutely rude in the bedroom! She was so rough in the bedroom, she even threw me on the mattress!” He said dramatically holding his arm over his face, crocodile tears threatening to leave his eyes but that cheshire grin he had given it all away that it was a horrible joke. 

“My my i would never have thought our sweet little y/n was into that sort of thing! So scandalous I tell you!” One of the ladies said as she pretend to faint into my arms 

“I have a half mind to drop you, you know and that isn’t what happened last night.” I said sternly glaring at the looming giant who seemed to have a grand of a time laughing with the rest of them as his aviator glasses slid down his face revealing his baby blue eyes and long lashes as he glanced my way. 

‘Damn him, he really was beautiful.’ I thought as I pushed the woman back up and went to the truck to pick up one of the many boxes. 

“No it's true I heard the loud thump of the bed myself last night.” I heard Rosa tell them and it took everything in me not to drop the heavy crate on the ground.  

“ROSA!” I yelled mortified as the rest of them held onto their stomachs from laughing so hard while ‘pretty boy’ fell down laughing. 

I can feel my face getting warm while I walked away from the humiliation.

“Names Vash by the way!” He yells after me as I plopped the crate down at the bar.

He rushes to stand in my way with a shining smile that could put the suns to shame.

“I don’t believe I caught your name yet.” Lier.

“And i believe you just heard it from my friend there so excuse me.” I say as I tried to go under him. Again he follows me. Cute.

“But I would much rather you tell me yourself, beautiful.” He says smoothly.

If god was real then i'm sure the devil is as well because no one should be that handsome and lame but cute at the same time. He’s a temptress, I'm sure of it.

“Does flirting come naturally to you or am I a special case?” I say as I give into whatever game this is, leaning against the door frame with a huff. 

“It depends really, is it working?”  I can see the little glint of mischief in his eyes with his smile turning genuine.  

“No, but I'll give you credit for trying. Names y/n.” I finally say with a small grin. 

The next few weeks were filled with such an odd sense of peace that I almost forgot we were human, but there is no such thing as peace when humans are involved. 

I was out back on break when it happened, playing with Tonis and one of the worms he had found when the loud shouting laughter of kids could be heard and a not so kind shriek of what I could guess was a blonde idiot. He was tackled down and hogtied by the local kids in a game of catch the outlaw, really such a fitting game if you think about it. Kids piled on top of him while he tried to wiggle his way out from under them but the joyous laughter of the kids caused him to laugh a little too and slumped.

‘So he was good looking, great with kids and a decent person.’ The more I looked at him the more I wondered who he really was. With a teasing smile I got up from the small porch taking Tonis with me over to shoo the youngins away but the small child had other ideas as he broke free from grasp and jumped on Vash as well leaving the stranger with no more fight in him as he laid flat on the sand and his glasses laid barren beside him.

“Need a hand there, stranger? It looks like you're about to start seeing stars here in a minute.”  Laughing as I crouched down to his level picking up his glasses and using them to push back my y/h/c hair back. 

“No, no! Everything’s fine, I just need a minute to regain my strength. It will probably come back faster if someone were to say "I don't know, bless me by going on a date with me, tonight maybe?” He shoots me another charming smile. I swore I could see little stars and sparkles around him as he offered his best attempt at a smolder. 

‘This little shit.’

“You know what, you look fine here on the ground so i'm just gonna go but thanks for the new glasses star boy, i think they look good on me.”  I quickly tried to walk away hoping the way my heart skipped a beat was just a weird fluke when I heard a rush of waits being directed at me. I turned around annoyed to see him clumsy jogging over to me, red staining his cheeks and the tips of his ears from the heat I assumed.

“I’m sorry about making a pass at you but can I make it up to you with a drink? No funny business, I promise just a casual drink as a thank you for the other day?” The shy smile he gives me nearly puts me in an early grave.

“All right, one drink, just one pretty boy then we call it even deal?” I offered him back his glasses as a sign of good fate but he freezes.

‘What?’ 

“Pretty?” Oh no, no I didn't!

“You think I'm pretty?” God kill me now as the damn smile he wore now was blinding me. The next thing I knew Vash pulled me down as a random bullet shot passed us and hit a window. 

‘TOO SOON GOD!’

Gunshots rang throughout the city, people scurrying into their homes and children ran to hide in alleyways with the critters, the smell of gunpowder and blood soaked the air. I dropped Vash’s glasses to run and grab Tonis and pulled him into the diner with Rosa who was already loading up her gun. I left him with Rosa’s husband as we ran back outside to see what was happening and nothing could have prepared me for how fast my blood drained at the sight. People were injured, some dead, and a few with life threatening wounds but in the middle of all that was enough for me to turn to stone. 

Bounty hunters.

A large gang of bounty hunters have held up my wanted poster and the leader threatened to shoot up the town and plant if I wasn't handed over in the next five minutes. I turned over to Rosa to explain myself but I had a gun pointed to my head before I could let out a sound, the anger on her face says it all, because I have seen and heard it all before.  

‘How can I bring them here? Why did you endanger all of us? Think of the lives you are putting at risk!’ I’ve heard it many times before but I could never give them an answer that was satisfying, because really all I wanted was a place to call home too. It wasn’t fair that everyone had a place to call home, someplace safe and warm, instead I was cursed to wander around these damn dunes with nothing more than an old hand me down gun and a forgotten name.

“Take me to the leader Rosa, I won't put up a fight I promise.” I said holding back my tears and stretching out my hands to be tied, I don't deserve to cry, not after running for so long and almost killing what could be considered friends again. I deserved this I thought as she tied me up and dragged me to them showing no remorse for me, just a grim frown. I was then thrown to the leaders feet and the last thing i saw was the hilt of his weapon hitting me and the sounds of gunshots being fired. A small panicked hold on was the last thing I really heard but I will never believe it was real. 

A day, a full twenty four hours I was out and in that time Vash had stopped the gang from dragging me off but not before they damaged one of the plants but by some god forsaken miracle he managed to save that too. While I was grateful he saved me, I needed to leave, and I needed to leave now while the diner was bustling with people probably celebrating the hero. I no longer had a home and no friends, so I packed the necessities and managed to slip out into the apartment alleyway. I didn’t bother to leave a note because really who will miss the bitch who brought a dangerous gang here and almost destroyed the town. As I grabbed a Thomas I saw the so-called hero as he stood in my way with both arms outstretched to halt my steed, head slightly down and a certain emotion was hidden behind his tinted glasses, what it was I would probably never know for sure. 

“Out of the way, Vash, I'm not in a playful mood tonight.” I say as I pulled my double action revolver out of its holster and pointed it straight at him, turning the safety off. 

Instead of moving away like i warned him too he moved closer to me arms still up in the air as a silent promise he won’t draw. 

Like that means shit to me right now.

“Vash, I'm serious! Take one more step and this bullet goes straight through your head!”  I yelled, clicking the trigger into place. Again he moves closer, barely five feet away as I shoot a warning next to his head just barely missing a hair. 

“Next time I won’t miss.” I tell him but my hand is shaking and he sees it.

He gently lowers my arm down and grabs my now useless gun to place on the ground all without breaking eye contact with me. 

“I won’t stop you from leaving and I won't follow you out but, i still expect that drink you owe me in the future y/n.” The sad smile he wore never failed to make me feel guilty but I couldn't stay one more night for a drink and I didn't want to make empty promises to the same broken vagabond as me.

“Vash i can’t promise you i will be alive the next time you see me.” I shook off his hand as I stared up at the sky just to keep from looking into his eyes. I wondered if the stars could ever be trapped by a mere human because everytime i would look into his eyes I would catch a tiny glimpse of the vast space. So full of wonder and awe but oh so cold and lonely, an endless cycle of new life and death.  

“Then I'll make a promise to you then, a promise to see my new friend alive and well again.” He then hands me my gun back as vow that if I take it I have honored the promise he made.

‘I want to be selfish, please just this once, let me keep this promise’

“All right, I’ll see you around then starboy.”

That was the first time I felt the pain in my chest.

That was two years ago and I became a gun for hire myself, so imagine my utter surprise when I ran into this idiot again at a bar shoot out when he so casually saves us by using the broken metal sign to shield us from the massive wave of gunshots. Lucky basterd. 

“Well nice to see you again y/n! While I wished it was under better circumstances I do believe it's best for us to start running.”  He grabbed my hand and we hauled ass out of there because someone didn’t bother to check if he had bullets, and neither did i. It seems like nothing changes when sharing a city with Vash the Stampede, except my ability to check my own supplies.

We managed to defeat the two bounty hunters by Vash cleverly using the giant one's weapon against himself while I distracted the other one long enough for him to get hit with it as well. I hate to think it but we made a good team. Although his sillness gets the better of him he’s actually very smart if not too passive about how to win a gunfight, i still wonder about this man.  

During the fight we met two insurance girls named Meryl and Millie who are on the lookout for the “real” Vash to keep him under surveillance for a whole twenty four hours. I didn’t have the heart to tell them that the man they were looking for was the poor sap next to me and not a gruesome, womanizing monster, he’s a flirt for sure but hardly a womanizer. We parted not long after but the way Vash’s eyes kept tailing that woman, Meryl, had me guessing this wasn’t the first time he’s seen her. His gaze was too soft and somber to have for a first time meeting.

‘The pain is back, fuck.’

“So you gonna tell me how you know her or do you want to play the fool all night?” Turning to him once again, a sad smile was plastered on his face as he watched her go.

‘It hurts, it hurts a lot’

“I don’t know what you're talking about.” 

“Vash, I've been around for a while and I've seen more than a hundred people with the same look on their face. You know her, you're in love with her.” 

“I would appreciate it if you just let it go, please.” The way his fist clenched and jaw tightened told me enough that it was painful but nothing else.

‘I’m overstepping again’

“Okay.”

Bitter, I was bitter and for what reason I couldn't tell you back then. I don’t know why I thought it was a good idea to bring it up when we weren’t friends and we didn’t know much about each other either, but I craved painful answers. I desperately wanted the missing knowledge that had him so wind up but i have to let it go.

‘My lungs feel like they’re on fire.’ 

He started to walk away and all i could do was stand there, i didn’t dare reach out to him again. Walking back to town slowly as I followed him from a distance, giving him the space I owed him but then stopped as I stared up at the night sky. It was terribly stunning as I witnessed a rare meteor shower above us leaving me breathless for the first time in years. The glowing worms seemed to take interest as well as they filled the sky next to the shower. I never realized Vash had stopped walking as well until I heard him clear his throat trying to gain my attention tilting his head towards the small run down town.

“I know the bar is destroyed but did you want to find someplace else to grab that drink I still owe you?” 

“It's been two years since we made that promise, I'm surprised you even remembered.” 

“I have a very good memory. Is that a yes?”

“It's not a no but lets see if we can find a place first. Yeah?” I tell him as we walk in sync towards the town with the little bit of pain in my chest hurting a bit less but the ache is still there. Then the coughing started.

“That’s quite a cough you got there, you okay?” 

“Yeah i’m fine it must because its cold out now, you know.” I tell him trying to ease his worries and to convince myself I was fine.

"Weird, I hope I'm not getting sick.’

“Well if you ever need a handsome guy to nurse you back to health i’ll gladly do it, Flower!”

"Flower? Why?" I managed to choke out and resist the urge to fan myself.

"Well you remind me of the pretty flowers in old books, but I guess flower sounds weird. How about petal?" 

'Why must God punish me this way!'

"Well if I call you star boy it's only fair. I suppose you can give me a nickname as well." Be still thy beating heart comes to mind as i gently grasped my shirt over my aching organ.

"Moon flower it is then. To match mine.” 

‘Oh how fitting.’

We spent the next hour going back and forth between diners and shops but nothing. No booze or homemade alcohol in sight but it was okay because after a while we stopped looking and just enjoyed each other's company for the evening. We settled for dinner now with another promise of that drink. I will always think back to that little time we spent together fondly as we departed a few days later.

I wouldn’t see him again for a couple of months this time around but when I did, it was with the insurance girls again and some man carrying a very large cross. The ominous feeling never went away and neither was the horrorbile envy I had towards Meryl. She was stunning,brave,kind, and had such a righteousness to her that when compared to me it was- pathetic. She was someone who deserved to be by Vash’s side, who would fight to stay by his side even if she says it's purely for work but I think that lie was to keep her heart off her sleeve for a while longer.

I kept an eye on the way Vash’s eyes trail after her, wherever she was Vash was never far behind where it would be by her side or hiding from plain sight after a mild scolding from her. I hate her but admire her the same.

During our time apart my chest pain worsened, the coughing fits grew bloody and my body was slowly being overcome with yellowish veins that stretched from my heart to my lower abdomen. It could be easily covered by my clothes but the bloody cough was what gave me away the night of the quick draw contest. The priest was the one to find me hunched over a desk as we both watched in horror as white petals were mixed with large blood clots. 

‘No. Please no.’ I could cry, scream my decaying lungs out but what’s the use now. I’m dying a lonely lover's death, oh how the reaper must weep for one's like me. 

“Have you told him yet? Needle-noggin?” Wolfwood asks him to light a cigarette and walks towards the bathroom.

“It's not him. There's no way, it's a mistake." I couldn't love Vash, it's too soon.

"You really want to keep lying while on your deathbed huh?" Wolfwood threw me a towel as he took another drag.

''By the looks of those petals ya could have a Morning Glory growing inside that lil heart of yours, worse case its a moon flower." 

"Those are poisonous right?" I tried to wipe up the blood and petals but I think it stained the wood floors. I might have to pay a deposit or damage fees.

"Right. So even if you get enough money for the surgery it will be useless since the poison is already in your system. You'll die in a few weeks sweetheart. "

'I'm dying' 

"I guess I should be glad I met a priest when I did huh? Maybe you can bless my grave with some religious crap about heaven or something." I tried to joke around but in the end everything came out in short labored sobs. 

'I'm really dying'

"So you really don't want to tell him huh? " 

"What's the point? I'll be dead soon." Looking back now maybe I should have told him sooner.

Stay tuned for part two coming soon

#x reader #fanfic #trigun #trigun stampede #trigun x reader #vash the stampede #vash x reader #vash x you

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I'm starting to think this might be my longest fic yet because this is just the beginning

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To all those who voted that Vash would call his so flower thank you. 😊 Unfortunately I lost the idea for the fluff fic so

I'll be posting it later tonight or tomorrow good day 😘

#x reader #vash x reader #trigun x reader #trigun #trigun stampede #vash the stampede #vash x you #hanahaki

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I gotta know me and my friend are in a serious debate here 😂

#trigun #trigun x reader #trigun stampede #vash x reader #vash the stampede #vash x you #fanfic

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A golden dream for a young Idol

This isn’t my first time sharing my writing but Its been years since I last wrote anything based on my characters and the future story I want to share one day with a broader audience. I don’t have my experience with world building but I will like to learn and to listen to anyone who has advice. I would like to thing my writing style has changed since the first time I wrote about these characters but i do feel sometimes its at a middle school level. Any please enjoy this drabble i did, and thank you. As the storm came closer to the castle I could feel the thunder shaking the land, under my feet, then to my very core. I stood tall as my captive approached me carefully as if I was still armed but his men made sure to bind my hands and feet with the heaviest of chains that had the addition of a druid of magic. Those damned traitors. 

I have lived my life on the battlefield, I have seen the putrescent view of soldiers for miles, I was the main cause that thousands are dead in the name of our great empire. I am deemed one of the greatest elite generals and soothsayers of the north, some may say of this time; but I have failed my country. During a simple intel mission I was betrayed by my second in command, a newly appointed opulent from a curious noble house. I dared not judge my superior's decision, for who am I to speak when I came from nothing but the earth itself with no name to support myself. Everything I did, I did showing the higher ups that even with nothing that anybody could achieve greatness. I supposed I showed too much of what I'm capable of but no matter, I'll show this man that I will not break, I will not be another prized head on a pike for his army. 

He made no sign to remove his hood but continued to approach me faster with a slightly heavy heel and his head hung low. I suspect to hide his face further from my eyes but the smell of spiced berries and something sweet was overwhelming as he kneeled before me? To say I'm a bit muddled is very generous. Why would a man who waged a war, who had assassinated the royal family, whose throne room was painted with the blood of his enemy and followers, bend the knee to a now former general. His prisoner? He brutally broke the chains that shackled my feet to the ground with his bare hands but hesitated to remove the ones that held my hands together, he then grabbed my foot and placed the tenderest kiss on it. I quickly tried to kick him off of me but he pinned my thigh frimley and threw the other on his shoulder, with my hands still caged above my head he slowly got up and shoved his face in my neck littering it with more of his foul mouth and then his breath finally hitting the shell off my ear. He laughs, a dark and smokey one that causes his shoulders to tremble, then he finally speaks but it wasn’t a voice I wanted to hear. 

“How long has it been since I saw these pretty marks I gave you, hm? A year, no, less perhaps but too long regardless, Songbird. I missed you.”  He then carefully removes his hood to show his face but it's not the same.

My Aurelio, Leo, my friend, courtier, the trickster, the departed.. 

No longer was this the man I knew but something more dangerous, a perilous man. No longer was his hair as golden as the sun instead a sable of soot, his once beautiful viridian lake eyes are the dimmest of amber with flecks of gold, his beautiful sun kissed skin no longer exists replaced by a sickly gray hue, face was sharper, his cheeks more sunken in and his nose hooked and slightly crooked; but what concerns me the mos. t was the right side of his face.

 Eyes.

Eyes that littered the right side of face, the side that was mauled by River’s pet. They glowed an unnatural shade of chartreuse and the pupils burned bright as the morning dawn and in them I saw the reverence of the man I once knew, just barely underneath the surface, scarred and bound just like the coffin he was buried in.

He proceeded to shed his cloak and gently place my legs back on the wooden floor boards. He then draws a sword, certainly too short and thin to be anything but a mere hunting knife, a Baselard . He slashes the restraints and as if I couldn't be anymore astound they dissipate into thin air leaving no trace of them or the magic that binds me here. As I felt my wrists to make sure I was indeed free he attentively took my left hand and kissed my fourth finger, the very finger that had his house ring with a lock of our promise after the war. He held my gaze for what seemed like eternity, I refused to look away from him, not again, and to my very lingering hope I prayed he wouldn't leave this moment. He nipped my wrist, then again at my forearm before he pulled me into a startling embrace. I felt him snake his arm around my lower back while his hand cradled my head against his chest while I stood there with my bare arms still at my sides. How could I touch someone so affectionately now knowing he may be the reason we were at war in the first place. All of the bodies, all the blood, the lying, the vengeful cries and screams of mothers sending their children to useless strive.

 I pulled back readying my leave but he refused to let me go. Instead he pushed me back against the cold castle wall, his hand on my backside pushing me closer to his dead warmth while the other forcefully grabbed my chin and dared to put his vile mouth on mine. The struggle was harsh as he continued to touch me trying to lower my morale but I can’t give in; I shouldn't. I placed my trembling hands on his chest attempting to free myself but without breaking the    osculate he grabbed my hands again and moved them to his hair, I pulled,hard, he moaned and my legs buckled under me. He pulled away for a brief moment to grab my hips and signaling me to jump instead I headbutted him.

He staggered a bit but enough for me to drop and sweep his feet under him landing oh so gracefully on his ass. I ran to the otherside of the room to grab my rapier but he grabbed my waist and swiftly picked me up while laughing? This man, no, this absolute sadistic bastard, had the gaul to laugh at me! 

“You utter nauseating sea urchin put me down! Now!” I screamed. 

“Now love, be careful how loud you scream here, i don’t like the idea of the men outside hearing your pretty voice.” He’s enjoying this! I can feel that fox grin from behind. 

“I’m getting really tired of people grabbing me and telling me what to do, Aurelio put me down!”

He tossed me onto a ghastly large bed and loomed over me. The sudden heaviness of my chest has nothing compared to the ungodly heat between my legs and pants. I hate him, truly I do. He moved to kiss me again but I slapped him hoping it will prove that I am no mood to to fool around but this horrible man is laughing at me again and stares down at me at whatever emotion hides behind cursed eyes. 

Hunger? No, something more feral and not quite. I shivered 

“Have I ever told you that I find you extremely arousing when you fight back, so please don’t hold back on my account. Fight me, scream at me, dig your nails into my flesh until you have your fill because once you're done it's my turn to have you scream for me. So you better start singing Songbird.”  He flashed a wicked grin that shouldn't be attractive. 

Damn him 

“Aurelio don’t you dare! I expect answers from this instant!” I glared up at him as best as I could but in my current state it only does so much. His cheshire smile slowly disappeared as he begrudgingly got up and layed next to me. He pulled me into his arms again but loose enough for me to leave if I wanted to. He heaved a heavy sigh and finally looked at me.

“What would you like to know, Amaya?”  He asked as lightning flashed and completely engulfed the room with its light and once again the thunder rolled in and shook everything, and within the hour myself.

That night I had the gruesome realization that nothing will ever be the same. I held onto Leo as he hushed me to a somber sleep but nothing had prepared us as the dawn approached and we had seen the high mage standing at the gates. 

“Leo, love its time.” I said softly he looked at me so miserable, crushing me into our last embrace. 

“You don’t have to do this, to hell with all of them Amaya really! We can leave this realm, don’t leave me again when I just got back, please.”  His rejected face will forever haunt me but i made my choice

“Leo you promised me, it's my fault this happened. If I need to die I want it to be by you please, it won’t work if I do it myself.” I begged as the mage came closer to the door. I held onto my almost husband as he choked out a scream and then a feeling overcame me

Ice and warmth

As I fell into his arms I could hear the faint sound of screams, a spell then a half promise.

“Idol! Sliver is here! Let’s go mija before traffic hits!”  An older man says as he looks at me?

Idol what an interesting name 

I like it 

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I just want my son back 🥲

A small smile in these trying times

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Douxie x chaotic y/n headcanon?

Idk its late and you know what that means time to write up a story idea but never write!

Enjoy this little headcanon I came up with! Is it good, probably not 😅

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She is chaotic neutral

Very chaotic

Her magic will overrun everything, like her, its wild and tricky but very powerful and she's not afraid to let it run free unlike some wizards and witches. She enjoys the beautiful chaos it does. It doesn't hurt that the color of it is a nice green/blue it goes well with Douxie.

She's a bit mental but usually keeps herself in check but it slips when she's in mid battle with an enemy then she just doesn't care about the damage around her. The fact that she's not afraid to kill someone does bother Douixe a lot but tells him he should be grateful that she does has morels to extent, kill those who do harm to others and protect those who are too young to do it themselves(a slight foreshadow to her backstory perhaps?). She enjoys dark humor hehe

Sometimes she'll cause a little chaos for the fun of it but, makes sure it doesn't effect any women and children but gives zero shits about men (maybe certain ones). Her little antics sometimes land her on the opposite sides of him and at times the trollhunters. Again she just wants a little fun no need to get upset over spilled tea this isn't the Boston harbor 😊(may have caused war but that just means her fun will last for awhile longer).

She will always flirt with Douxie he'll do the same but they never date its a will they won't they type relationship, she thinks he's better off with someone else who's more stable and doesn't cause him too much trouble. She'll may lean in for a kiss but pulls a nasty trick and leaves the poor boy hanging, he'll get even eventually. Maybe?

Is deathly protective over "her" sweet medieval punk boy, but will dropkick his ass if he does something stupid like WHO LEADS PACK OF GOBLINS TO A CITY(she would but nows not the time for that!). She may not always travel with him but that doesn't mean she can't run into him every now again. Once he had a whole Dracula's army after him because he took his precious book and was on the run for 2 years that was until she got word on the situation. Let's just say there's a reason people believe vampires are just make believe. She could have killed Dracula himself but some Hellsing or whatever got ahold of him before she did. Such a shame really.

I imagine before she starts an adventure or battle her clothes change into something extra (think of Loki from marvel in that  one scene where he's walking and his clothes change into armor). Lastly if you think I won't give this boy a big titty goth girlfriend your wrong because that's what she is. Sometimes when she's in the middle of a fight and has that crazy look in her eye he can't figure out if he should be scared or kiss her senseless. Maybe if he's quick enough he may have a chance of actually kissing her(no that one time when he was drunk did not count!)

She is deadass a half century older then him but stopped aging at 20 but is a whole 2 heads shorter then him(wears high heels to make herself around the same height as him this absolutely unacceptable wanna fight you walking emo bean stalk cause she will! 6ft my ass STOP LAUGHING YOU ABSOLUTE NINEY). He plays guitar and she sings but prefers a mix of edm,techni,dubstep into it.

And now finally yes she gets along with archie she loves him but loves fenrir a bit more.

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I'll leave some pictures down here of what her fighting clothes would look like and dm me if your interested in taking this story and making it your own.

Battle outfit (you'll pick which one)

Everyday outfit

And the rare casual date outfit

Note he hasn't seen her in any type of dresses or skirts since the early 1700s

#x reader #x y/n #trollhunters #hiserdoux #douxie x reader #douxie #wizards of arcadia #dreamworks trollhunters

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Julius, googling: What do leg bleeding capybara bite

google: Elevate and apply pressure

Julius, lifting the capybara real high: Apologize, or else

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How Hawks tells reader that he likes her more then a friend.

This will be a spin off of my headcanon of the performer Hawks x Back up dancer reader

Okay I need to say this now before anything else because its super important and I don't know if anyone else mentioned it before in this au but hawks definitely has a tattoo of wings on his back. It just makes sense to me since no one in this au has their original character designs and look like normal people.

That's all for my ted talk!

This boi is extra af. Absolutely everything he does has to be over the top, so when he wants to tell you he likes you more then a friend he chickens out thinking its not good to just tell you in person.

This man writes you a fucking song and plans on singing it live in his next concert. Now there's so many things wrong with this idea because not only will this attract the paparazzi and get you on the cover and possibly getting backlash from his fans(and his producer Endeavor) he doesn't even know if you see him in that light. God he already has to keep his friendship with you a secret from everybody just imagine a relationship!

He decides to go through with it anyway and doesn't plan on telling anybody who's the song for unless you personally ask. He spends a good few weeks writing and rewriting every lyric until its just right, it has to be perfect. He finally has version he's satisfied with and just in time for his world tour, is he sacred, yes absolutely terrified.

He decides to end his set by finally singing it. The crowd is quite at first, shocked at a new song but start cheering and pull out there phones with their flash on swaying to the beat. He's relieved that the crowd likes it but looks over to you hoping to meet the same reaction but sees you smiling while having tears run down your face.

After the concert he rushes the two of you to his dressing room, tear stains on both on your faces. He closes the door and you pull him into a small kiss testing the water to see what he will do, as you pull back he puts one hand on the back of your head and the other around your waist. He'll be damned if you think that a small kiss like that is enough the to satisfy the months he's been craving the feel of them on his.

#hawks x reader #my hero academia keigo takami #mha keigo takami #mha #mha hawks #keigo x reader #bnha x reader #x reader #hawks #takami keigo #keigo tamaki #fanfiction #fanfic #bnha #bnha fanfiction #bnha hawks #SoundCloud