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bwaveq · 1 year
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The lack of BNA fandom is killing me
It sucks to have watched an anime/show/series long after it was made
And it to have not that much popularity sucks fr😭
Like i love this anime fr it was so good AND OGAMI IS JUST SOO there’s so many favorable character’s like Jackie, Nina, Marie itami, Melissa, Gem, And Mayor Rose
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yurinaa-world · 1 year
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𝒱𝒶𝓈𝒽 𝒦𝒾𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒸𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓃𝓈
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Notes: Thank you to @bwaveq for letting me use this prompt
Warning: Kissing
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Inexperienced kiss: Vash is not that experienced in kissing, but he’ll try his best for you. He would be slow; he just doesn’t want to rush into things and can get a bit sloppy. Vash gets flustered after he pulls away from your lips, but it’s alright, over time he’ll get better at kissing!
Soft kiss: Kissing you on your forehead, the back of your hand, or your cheek, he is a gentle person, and so are his kisses. He wants you to feel loved, and if you're happy, he's happy as well.
Neck kiss: In private, he would hug you from behind, hide his face in your neck, gently kiss your neck while holding you close, and whisper things in your ear about how much he loves you and how beautiful you are.
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sweetchildcloud · 1 year
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A tought to all my followers,friends
i'm so worthless and everyone would be better of without me, i'm just an inconveniance to everywone,to you,my family,i'm not good at anything and it's just..it's just feels like that everyone has to put up with me and i hate it i don't want to have this thoughts, i..don't want to think about me like this,like i'm trash.. i want them to go away and ..and now i'm making you put up with me and i ..i.. I JUST WANNA DIE because you are living your life and i crash in with this feelings,fucked up emotions.. this SAD girl of a friend who does nothing but hate herself,hiding in her stupid little world with her stupid little fantasies and im so so sorry if u have to listen to this to my ranting and u will consider me a sad girl because i don' try to think better or good and..im..im sorry
im sorry @whirlwindimagines @trigunwritings @tender-rosiey @tenabrye @strxwberryshxrtcake @regretisstoredintheme @bwaveq @adaelines @monsterunderthesheets if u have to put up with me and im sorry if u get mad of me tagging u here,just letting u know thats all
maybe i will deletet this later on i just need to vent for a bit like VENT a lot rn and this is it im sorry
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bwaveq · 1 year
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hello!! if your requests are still open, is it okay if you can write a vash x reader headcannons thing where the reader is really quiet and reserved around everyone but not around vash? thank you so much!!
MY REQUESTS ARE INDEED STILL OPEN ;D also i apologize for the absence and lack of writings i couldn’t bring myself to write😪‼️‼️
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Vash The Stampede
• Upon meeting you for the first time he became aware of how reserved and quiet you were, he wasn’t sure if you were the shy type but helping you loosen up wasn’t going to hurt right? Of course he’d respect your boundaries and space he wasn’t the type to just force you out of your comfort zone.
• It was only when the two of you were alone when all of a sudden you were giggling and snorting, was he hearing correctly? Although it took him by surprise he still smiled at the way you snorted at the poor joke he came up with when met with a mushroom. Calling himself a fungi at parties, get it? Fun-gi? No? Ok.. :’D
• Slowly but surely both you and vash became more than strangers, he understood you and you understood him. Being around the others while he was there by your side, the bond was unbreakable.
•Only then did the other’s find out you weren’t as quiet when Vash was around, i mean the guy is goofy and I’m pretty sure Vash is a funny guy to hang around fr which means the vibes he gives off could only be positive when he’s in a good mood.
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bwaveq · 1 year
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Vash catching you crying behind the car the 5 of you traveled in, supposedly everyone was either asleep or distracted with the worms that float above them along with the bright moon that shines upon you as you stare off into the distance tears rolling down your now reddened cheeks.
Off with a distant look numb to the pain, It wasn't often you showed your emotions. Gathering the courage to sit behind the vehicle to not let the other's see tells a lot, why were you crying? Are you ok? Did someone say something mean?
He had to do something about it but approached carefully not to startle your vulnerable state, you didn't seem too thrilled to catch Vash standing right in front of you. Assuming he'd laugh at your pain you simply closed your eyes, hearing the crackle and pop of fire barely due to the vehicle you rely on for stable support.
You wanted him to leave but the sound of sand and shoes gently clashing together seeming to grow distant was something you wished for.
Feeling a warm flesh object rest itself against your cheek made you slowly open your red tired eyes, it was a hand which belonged to the blonde you wished to go away. Crouching down in front of you with a sad smile of empathy, oh how you felt so stupid, humiliated even.
Receiving such an expression that lets you know he understands, the feeling of anger, sadness, fear, and regret. He's familiar with it all.
But why care for someone like you?, why must your feelings be so important to this soft hearted soul?
Eyes locking with baby blue one's you couldn't help the feeling of comfort looking into his soft eyes, the emotions swarming in his irises were strong gently facing away from the blonde, simply to not get so drawn in his baby blue eyes.
"I know how you feel."
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"I can feel you, your emotions are pouring from those exhausted eyes of yours. Your feelings matter."
Your feeling's mattered?
That was a new one.
The soft warm hand made it's way down slowly to your chin to gently grab your attention, your face now facing with Vash the stampede himself.
Light from your lifeless eyes made no effort to show, as you sat there face to face with the humanoid typhoon. It was only in second's you realized you were embraced in a gentle yet firm hug, this was the first ever hug you've received in your entirety of living on this sand covered planet.
The feeling of comfort made you uncomfortable simply because you were not used to it, but the subtle rubs of metal fingers on your back of the blonde somehow made your shallow heart feel whole. How nice it felt to be in someone's arm's, you would never wish for this moment to end.
"Thank you, Vash."
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Aha how was that 🦾🦾🔥🔥
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bwaveq · 1 year
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Ask: do u do ..request? Just some reassuring vash and wolfwood if u want like the reader is really down if u want of course - @sweetchildcloud
Tw: swearing, mentions of s*ucide, panic attacks(?), drinking, death
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Vash
• Vash hated seeing you in such low spirits especially if you weren't fond of showing it. You've told him before how you felt about expressing emotions in front of others, but when it was around him you felt scared. Not only was it embarrassing, but it was also scary to find out how'd he treat the situation. You know he means no harm, you just weren't sure what he'd say.
Walking with slow strokes of steps along the sandy dunes the suns from above were no help to your situation. You felt lost seeming to comfort yourself you slowly wrap your arms around your torso, as the slow drags of your feet stagger holding back a sob in your dry parched throat.
You couldn't understand how hard you tried, why were you acting this way? Was it the guilt you held not being able to save those hopeful kid's back from the town you and your group were walking a distance from? The priceless faces those children held knowing that they were finally going to live a fulfilling life, for them to pass away by the hands of your enemy.
How could you do this. You could never forgive yourself for what you've done. You could've done something, you could've prevented this from happening. What is wrong with you?? You're nothing but a walking sorry excuse. The light from their eyes draining within second's on their little beds of wool, hands cold to the touch as they were murdered in cold blood.
Knees hitting the soft pools of sand below you, choked out broken sobs were nothing but cracked yells of agony. It's too much to bare if only i could've done something to save those kids.
Everything seemed to be muffled as nothing were to be heard but screams and gasp's, your heart felt like it was going to shatter your head throbbing as you continued to scream. Bloodied hands hitting the sand below you, your forehead pressed itself upon the searing crushed rocks of warmth. Yelling out never ending apologies to nothing but the sand underneath your faltering figure.
"Im so sorry! Forgi—ve me!!!"
I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fault
I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fault
I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fault
I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fault I'ts all your fau-
Sudden rushed steps were to be heard coming towards you not bothering to look up as the thoughts grew louder and louder the grip you hold onto your shirt was tight enough to tear it, only if it were paper. Screaming out apologies Vash clashes onto his knees in front of you to embrace your shaking form, cradling your head close to his chest with a hand securely holding the back.
"Hey! Hey! You're ok, it's ok!" Voice filled with reassurance and panic not sure what's happening he continues holding you in a tight but gentle hold as the other's look back to witness what's going on deciding to keep their space, faces filled with empathy.
" I killed them!! I killed them all!!" Sucking in gasps of air only for it to be blown back out with sob's the blonde cradles your form, fleshy fingers rubbing along the top of your back trying to bring comfort.
"Nono! You didn't, it's not your fault please do not blame yourself. You're ok everything's ok i promise!"
"How ca—n everything be ok??! H—OW?!" The wave of panic courses throughout your body as you try to push the male in front of you away, but to no avail you couldn't. His grip on you only tightening not to where he could harm you, but just to where he could hold you securely.
"Please believe me, it's not your fault..you did everything in your power to protect those kids! And i'd say you did a great job! Even..even though they're no longer with us..im sure of it they appreciated your care and presence.  You did nothing wrong so please do not blame it on yourself.. it was amazing enough for them to have that sort of experience...before they passed..i know how you feel and i understand your pain. They're in a better place now, those kids are now running around without a care in the world, they're safe. They're in good hands now.."
Taking in those word's you couldn't understand it, but the gentle tips of fingers grazing along your back brung you away from harmful thought's. Breath's still ragged it still was difficult to get it under control,
That was when Vash decided to take your cheek gently into his cold metallic hand. Even though the metal felt cold within a touch it still made you warm.
"Look at me, focus on me and only me. Breathe with me slowly.." You were forced to look at his face, you couldn't pull away even if you tried, because he wouldn't want you to take this on with yourself so with moments of reassurance & short breath's your breathing became slower and calmer as time went by.
Hands grabbing onto your own they lead your hands against his chest, feeling the beats of his drumming heart made your racing heart slow. Knowing that a beating heart was right in front of you, you have never felt calmer. Chest rising and falling his breath faintly brushes against your forehead as he guides you through these steps, baby blue eyes peering deep into your tired ones.
"There we go..one more time, hm?"
1..2..3 inhale
4..5..6 exhale
7..8..9 inhale
10..11..12 exhale
You felt calm, calmer than ever before you felt as if everything around you disappeared. No more pain, no more guilt. It's as if this person in front of you casted a spell. Feeling an urge to hug the blonde you slowly remove your hands from his chest pulling a confused expression from the other. that is until your hands rest against his back, arm's wrapping themselves around His figure.
No words were said as the wind started, blowing a faint breeze past the two of you the blonde's face molding into one of adoration & empathy, gently hugging you back with his chin resting against the crown of your head. Words rolling off his tongue in a soft spoken manner.
Maybe expressing your emotions isn't so bad.
Wolfwood
• It was a cheerful night at the nearby diner, drunkards laughing and clinking glasses yelling with joy. Yet, you were sitting in the farthest corner away from everyone else alone with alcoholic bottles some knocked over and spilt.
The lights above you dimmed as a show decided to come on where a woman came out with a stunning black dress that hugged her figure snuggly, you didn't bother sparing her a glance but you knew how beautiful she was when all of the attention was on her. Silence throughout the crowd the lady began singing into a microphone her voice silky like honey.
Your mind wondered, eyeing the glass bottles of alcohol taking one in your hand as you down the bottle. Not even a second went by before the beverage was swiped out of your hand, you were about to protest when an all too familiar figure stood in front of your table. Pitch black sun glasses, black suit, cig nestled between roughened lips, along with raven black hair.
"I knew i'd find you here, Needle Noggin was right for once."
Slowly blinking you'd stare at the male knowing it was Wolfwood, watching him take a swig of the alcoholic drink face quickly retorting to one of disgust.
"Eugh! Is this straight vodka? Hm.. who knew you drank this stuff."
"Haha..i thought it was obvious..i drank this stuff." In an drunken state your words were slurred as the male in front of you threw you a look, brow raised he lowers his sunglasses to get a better look at you throwing out a "sheesh." While examining you over.
"Looks like someone drank more than they can handle,  now when i realize it something is bothering you. You've never drank so much before ."
Pulling the seat out from underneath the round table, he places the cross he carried in against the wood walls setting himself down arm slung over the back of the chair, his leg resting over his other knee. You never knew how it felt like to deal with your emotions, for when these moments of lows you'd run away searching for anything to get rid of these feelings. Only for them to return stronger than ever.
"Mm i'd..like to think you're wrong, i drink all of the time. You just don't..don't see it." Sitting up in your chair the room starts to spin as you began to falter over the table only to be caught by a hand, looking up to see it came from Wolfwood. throwing you a concerned look he stands up from his seat continuing to hold you up, pressing your body weight onto his arm.
"I'd say your ways in drinking is unhealthy.. lets get ya home sweetheart."
"You can't talk..the way you smoke cigarettes right after another is unhealthy.."
"Fair."
Hoisting you up from off of his arm he swiftly catches you with his other beginning to reach his hand over to his weapon, called the punisher. You wondered how many people he has killed, whether they were innocent or not. You knew you couldn't say anything, it's not like you were any different.
Leaving the glass bottles upon the table, you had attempted picking one up for the road. Not sparing you a chance nicolas simply tugged you along making your drunken gaze meet the back of his head.
You stumbled as he walked along through the crowd with a hand pulling on yours, you felt warm simply fanning yourself with a wobbly hand as your eye caught sight of the singing woman before. It seemed as if everything was 10x brighter than it was when you stepped in this shabby diner, you shielded your eyes by looking down at your feet the man in front of you never letting go of your warm calloused hand.
Outside held a dark sky with the moons shining brightly down towards the quiet town, it was a beautiful night. The only error about it was the fact the air was humid. You stumbled on your feet vision giving out from time to time wondering how long you've been in that bar.
Before you knew it a hand rested lightly against the low of your back, as another hand grabbed your own seeming as if Wolfwood was examining it. You caught a glimpse of disappointment through his sunglasses while the other was taking in your bruised beat up hands.
"Im not here to hear your pity..or your lectures."
Glancing up at the black haired other you retrieve your hand from out of the male's grasp, he didn't seem to mind as you stood there on un even feet. In this situation the sand below your shoes wasn't helping either making you slowly crouch down stumblingly placing your bottom upon the sand letting out a deep sigh.
"I could've helped myself out of there..there was no point looking for me— ughh im—nso dizzy."
"What made you drink that much? Even as you said it earlier, you've never drank this much unless something happened."
Here we go, people butting into your business as if its their right to know. You simply shot him a lazy glare whilst still sitting on the ground, you weren't looking to argue or yell at Nicolas.
" it's really nothing Wood.. now if you'd excuse me this'll be...be my spot for toni—ght.." you really weren't looking forward to discussing anything right now, the thought of breaking down in front of Nicolas was not on your to do list. With groggy eyes you could only keep your gaze on the others golden brown shoes, noticing they weren't going to be moving a single inch.
"Leave me here. Go back to wherever you've walked..from."
"You sound mad"
"Maybe i am—so-swhat."
Silence fills your ears as neither of you continued the conversation. Knowing Wolfwood wouldn't be leaving anytime soon a sigh left your dry lips as you lazily place a hand underneath your chin to support it from underneath. An elbow resting upon your crossed legs gaze never leaving the ground.
"You know you can tell me anything, right?"
"..What."
"So what's botherin ya?, im not leaving until i get an answer out of those lips of yours." Lighting up a cigarette before sitting down in front of you, the undertaker looked at you with an expression that was telling you to go on. Even if you wanted to you just couldn't, you always saw your problems doable and that you could deal with them yourself. It felt like hours sitting there with Nicolas staring at you with his lit cigarette occasionally blowing puffs of smoke away from your person.
"...Mm i guess im just not my—self.. i can't really keep my..my emotions un—der control anymore."
As if on cue you could see tiny water droplets fall onto your leg, looking up to see where it might've came from the sky looked clearer than ever. Stars littered along the dark skies of never ending space it reminded you of how mysterious life and earth could be. You guess you've never had the time to look beyond of what you saw, you were just drowning in sorrow and rage that your sight was limited from the things around you.
Oh how sad you felt feeling a lump in your throat your nostrils beginning to sting, you now noticed where those water droplets came from. You were crying without knowing it. With slow movements you covered your eyes as if to not let the other see.
"I think im just tired.. that these emotions will slide in a minute and that i'd b—e back to my usual self, I'm really not getting why you're wasting your time on someone pathetic. You should really l—eave."
Voice wavering you couldn't help the sobs that were escaping your mouth you felt your heart skip a beat as you cried, hunching over in your criss cross form.
"Maybe..maybe if i were to leave, i wouldn't be in so much pain. I wouldn't have to be sitting here suffering, i feel as if my emotions or problems don't matter but for some reason you're here wanting to know why im feeling off. It's so confusing!?
You make me so mad, that you're willing to sit here and listen to what i have to say. It's frustrating! Every time im here at this bar you always find me in the same corner every single night. Drinking away my sins only to throw them back up, i don't understand you. Neither do i understand myself, im such a bad person why're you always following me around??? I can't go a day without feeling so worthless, so helpless, so..so useless! But i can't say anything because my problems aren't as bad as others. I feel so guilty about feeling the way i feel i can't stand it at all!!!"
At this point you didn't care if your voice cracked, or the way it wavered. Your tears covered your vision as you were just hunching over more and more, trying to rub at your eyes as if wiping them away would make them disappear.
You wanted to be happy, you wanted to smile away your fears, you're so sick of having emotions. It was all too much for you. Nicolas only listened to what you had to say, not a single interruption in mind. He understood you so well. How you felt, how much guilt you carry. It was all too familiar.
"Having emotions is what makes you human, whether you agree or disagree there isn't any hiding from the truth. Life is mysterious and a shit load of confusing but that's how it is in order for you to understand what it's like, I'm not speaking as if i've roamed this planet for 100+ years. I know someone who has, but that's off topic. Everyone around you has at least been through moments like these more than once, they can't help it, neither can you.
Sometimes it's better to have emotions than none at all, what you want to be a robot or somethin? Go right ahead. No one's stoppin ya."
Putting out the crumpled cigarette he finds you slowly lifting your head upwards staring right at him with soaked cheeks, reaching out a hand to wipe away the excess salty tears he smiles. A real one while looking at you who's lost for words eyes producing more tears, but one's of being heard.
" You got a lot of confidence to be showin your emotion's, in front of others ya know. Not showing emotions is for the weak, even though i can't really say anything i mean the truth. Crying, laughing, yelling.
Those are sign's of emotions, and in my opinion those are cool as hell."
"Pfft...you're so stupid.." chuckling you look down a slight moment to wipe and rub at your eyes the black haired male smirking with amusement.
"Anything for you, the reason i run into you every single night here at the diner is not because im looking for you, im just trying to prove my point i can pull people everywhere i go to make em jealous." Rolling your eyes you just scoff at the man who laughs pulling out a sucker for you and himself.
"Mm as if you didn't imply you were looking for me."
"Hmm? When did i say that i think you're hearing things, might need to get those ears of yours checked!"
Feeling the weight on your eyes increase you look around to find it's only the two of you, glancing over back at Nicolas he throws out a grunt while standing up to his feet. Not before he gives you a sucker, which is seemingly your favorite flavor.
"Thank you Nicolas.."
"No problem, that'll be 20,000 double dollars as both your therapist and your caretaker."
"..Now wait a second—"
Not letting you finish what you have to say he suddenly scoops you up into his arms starting to carry your still drunk self over his shoulder.
"I can walk on my own you know."
"I doubt that, and i hope you know you're spending the night at my place~"
"Mm..mk it's not like i have a place to call home anyway."
Laughing with a sucker in his mouth he carries you and his machine gun with a sly smirk on his face, you could only sigh as you popped the flavored sucker into your mouth instantly spitting it out.
"Are you serious, i hate that flavor..!"
"Oops, that was my last one."
"Whatever."
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A/N: im done.. IM FINALLY DONE!!! YES 3190 WORDS I'VE NEVER WROTE SO MUCH IN MY LIFE💯💯🔥🔥
I hope y'all enjoy this one im kinda nervous on what y'all have to say😅 and tbh i think i wrote more on Wolfwood's than i did Vash idk though, im not reading through them again☠️
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bwaveq · 1 year
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I decided to watch the reboot of Trigun stampede this morning and this scene had me in shambles HELFOME I HAVENT GOTTEN TO EPISODES PAST 3-4 YET CAUSE THEYRE IN SUB i prefer dub cause i don’t want to read☠️
Also Meryl is so pretty😭
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bwaveq · 1 year
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Just silently imagining a scenario between the reader and Wolfwood where Wolfwood wants to ruin their friendship and be lovers instead🦾🦾
(Totally not thought about while listening to a song)
They’ve known each other for a while now but something starts to feel unfamiliar, the way he’d rather spend more time with you than anyone else?, getting flustered over gestures that were once brushed off but can’t seem to be pushed away?, the room starts to grow warmer whenever you step into the room, heart fluttering each time you look his way,
Your lips starting to look kissable, along with the dying urge to just swiftly take up your hand and kiss your ring finger, it’s not just friendly feelings anymore. It’s blooming love, more than friends kind of situation yk?
Giving you his last lolipop even though it was his last one, making sure you’ve eaten enough before hitting the road with the others, Vash noticing how involved he’s been in your life LIKE PLEASE
IMCRYING i love this man sm
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bwaveq · 1 year
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Bro literally looks like this emoji
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bwaveq · 1 year
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Wolfwood kissing headcanons(?)
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• Soft Kisses - Soft kisses are Wolfwood's second favorite when all he could do is softly place small kisses upon the tip of your nose, or under your eye bags. If you have scars he'd lay careful pecks on those scars whether they're one's of harm or from the past.
• Deep Kisses - Nicolas enjoys spending time with you, especially when the two of you are alone. Deep kisses are full of passion and love, and he'd want nothing more than to have the feeling of his s/o's lips on his. Countless times has the punisher craved for the taste of your mouth, your arms around his neck as the both of you stand upon the warm sand whilst the suns shunned down the two of you.
• Breathless Kisses - Kisses like these leave the punisher in a daze. Lips on lips while the other's check in a motel/inn they've come across, you and Nicolas staying back in the vehicle kissing the time away afraid this moment won't ever happen again if the two of you were to stop anytime soon. It was only a few seconds when the both of you decided to pull away for air staring into each other's eyes having to take deep breathes in order to regain air again.
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SORRY THIS IS SHORT I KINDA WROTE THIS IN A RUSH HELPPP
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bwaveq · 1 year
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I'd like to imagine a reader and Vash playing Good cop bad cop, where they're wanting information but reader is aggressive in an almost passive aggressive way but if progress is getting nowhere they result in violence. As for Vash he's trying to calm both the suspect and reader cause reader is about to commit a murder along with the suspect screaming and pleading for mercy.
I could be a writer if i wanted to, but if i had the motivation to keep going i’d write full on stories☠️
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bwaveq · 1 year
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I see a fellow Wolfwood lover!! I also just started writing for Stampede and also get sooo distracted so take your time!
I would like to know your headcanons for Wolfwood having a crush! Is it obvious? Does he acknowledge it right away? Or is it more of a “oh shit im in love with them” kind of moment?? And would he ever confess??
Thanks! :D
SCREAMS. This kind of came out rushed as i was worried i wouldn’t publish it sooner, but i hope you like this! It’s kind of short(?) thank you for the ask!! :))
I love Wolfwood so much imgonna
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Wolfwood x gn reader confession headcanons!
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• I’d like to imagine Wolfwood realizing it way after he’s caught feeling’s
• Way before the two of you met he thought you were just going to be someone temporary in his life, He was never interested in you before as you were just some kind of assistant in his eyes. Until you got yourself involved in a situation where you could’ve gotten hurt, he never saw you as the daring or willing to give up everything just to save someones life type when you pushed him out of the way when a bullet was fired towards him that had only scraped a portion of your arm.
• He was angry to say. Why on earth did you do that? Nicolas hadn’t realized what he was doing until you were calling out his name with a careless smile on your face, almost laughing when he pulled away from smoothing his hand over your arm subconsciously with a worried look in his eye. He couldn’t stop thinking about that moment, and wondered how he really felt about you.
• Feelings were almost complicated feeling the way he felt around you, he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Nicolas knew exactly what it was but he was too caught up in himself to admit it.
• What would you think? Would your relationship between the undertaker change if he did confess? He couldn’t just think up scenarios and keep these feelings waiting, he had to do something about them.
• It was when the two of you were alone walking along the sandy dunes of the desert on the way to nowhere when he decided to confess, with a cigarette nestled between his lips hanging loosely confession flowing out of his dry parched mouth.
• It was almost funny when he heard the exact same words come out of your mouth, the both of you had confessed at the same time. Wolfwood would look at you with surprise, his mouth hanging open slightly before he’d regain himself standing a bit taller to look you in the eyes.
• All he could do was smile whilst seeing the giddy expression on your face, you must’ve been waiting for this moment. He would’ve confessed sooner if he knew how you felt.
The two of you gather around a fire and roast worms together🦾🦾🦾💯💯💯💯🔥🔥💥💥
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bwaveq · 1 year
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Vash has gotten jealous of how seemingly close the two of you and Nicolas got. He wouldn’t exactly list himself as the jealous type but right now in this moment he’d be lying if he wasn’t a TAD bit jealous of the proximity.
It’s been YEARS since your last departure from the life you and Wolfwood shared. You and Nicolas were basically joined at the hip by how close the both of you were. To say being friends with the undertaker was fun and exciting, it brought more eagerness to explore the world in front of you with your best pal Nicolas. Upon meeting again a new feeling has replaced itself, since when was he so..attractive? Are those stubbles across his jawline? Geez he doesn’t look how he was back then..
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bwaveq · 7 months
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Literally started jjk like a week ago and spoilers are coming from left to right.
SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH AND STOP SPOILING. It’s literally crazy on insta cause this one bitch had absolutely no spoiler warning. I’m so upset, I don’t even feel sad about the spoiler anymore i’m just pissed off😭
Like not everybody is a manga reader. Learn to keep y’all’s mouths shut or at least put up a spoiler warning. Is that too much to ask for?
Got me fucked up😪
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THIS MF IS SO FINE
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bwaveq · 1 year
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This was actually supposed to be a thought but i got carried away in the moment so this is a oneshot/imagine. I wanted to write this out before i forgot, enjoy :)) this was also inspired by a song that often comes on my fyp so yeah aha
‘Cupid’s Cupid 💘’
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Imagine being cupid helping people get together, but you’ve been hopelessly looking for someone to love and reciprocate your feelings.
The job you’re assigned only gets overbearing seeing couples surrounding you 24/7, you start to give up this hopeless feeling of romance and continue your job without a care. No one was going to be your cupid so why should you carry on this feeling?
It wasn’t long until you tagged along with Vash and the others where you soon noticed a man named Wolfwood aka Nicolas.
To say the man intrigued you, how was he able to carry around that cross everyday? Along with chain smoking every chance he could get. It bothered you how much he smoked. It even worried you to a point you went far along the lines to secretly taking them away, and stash them somewhere into the car where he’d never look.
You noticed the change in mood when he couldn’t find his cigarette’s, it was first surprise then came along annoyance when questioning Vash who was innocently eating thomas meat while being shook to death. You couldn’t bear the scene in front of you so you decided to give them back one by one, at the same time you thought he’d grow suspicious finding the same exact packs of cigarette’s lying next to his figure upon awakening. Nicolas wasn’t complaining one bit, but it did bother him not knowing who could’ve stolen his cigarette’s.
It was only days later until you were cornered by the one and only Undertaker. The intense look he gave you sent shivers down your spine as his face became closer to yours asking you a question, it wasn’t long before you remembered why he was asking you such a thing. Were you the culprit of his disappearing cigarette’s? Second’s felt like minutes then turned into hours as his intense stare soon began to soften, the narrow harsh eyes from before shifting into ones of amusement. It wasn’t hard to figure out he whispered, no one ever once mentioned his bad habits of smoking, other than Roberto but he knew the old man wouldn’t have even bothered. He realized how your expressions were ones of worry, concern, and surprise. It wasn’t exactly that complicated to figure out.
You’re now frustrated at the fact how obvious your worry was, mentally you tell yourself off for being so obvious that is until a laugh brings you out of your thoughts to see the ravenette has taken a step back with his weapon hanging off of his finger. With a teasing tone he’d ask if you were that worried about his health, you didn’t deny it as you gave him a nod.
Surprised at the action he’d smile, but only for a second as you saw him begin to walk off. Not before giving you a paper. You were confused to why he’d be giving you a piece of paper only for your eyes to widen at the numbers which formed a good 20,00000 double dollars, despite stealing his cigarette’s and giving them back he still wasn’t satisfied with the results.
Cupid could never fulfill their romantic fantasies, but maybe, just maybe,,, this could be the one.
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bwaveq · 1 year
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I had this stuck in my head for a while but idk if it makes sense or not so bear with me.
Imagine there’s a reader with some sort of ability(?), they aren’t a plant nor anything near as an experiment but a deadly disease. HEAR ME OUT i loved history and learning about it like watching movies/clips/youtube videos in class n stuff, but what i was mostly intrigued in was the bubonic plauge/black death. You might be thinking where am i going with this? Well lets say reader is a walking disease traveling nowhere really since they really have no where to go, along with anyone to rely on since they’re known as the black death/the plauge.
People don’t know who they are at first when they come across them, the first incident broke out when they were roaming with no masking or protection leading to where everyone was catching onto this said disease and basically barricading theirselves inside homes/shelters.
It was an innocent interaction when reader’s hand came in contact with a little kid’s hand, she had the biggest smile on her face when she greeted her new friend they met during a shoot down where component’s were facing off into a gun throw down. It wasn’t long until everyone broke out into a frenzy watching as the little girl soon crumple in front of readers eyes, the disease wrapping itself around her hands causing it to go limp and decay while the rest of her body did the same. Not only did it stop there, it spread to the people around them decaying and screaming for help.
Weeks later did they only find the material to make their very own clothing that would protect people from themselves, aha you guessed it a beaked mask, gloves, and a long coat. Now imagine having to walk through a desert with that kind of clothing on the average human would’ve collapsed from heat stroke and died, but diseases can’t die could they?
I hope y’all at least understand what im going on about wouldn’t it be so cool to read about a reader being the Plauge? How would they meet with Vash and the others, do they remain a secret or do they tell them right off the bat.
Imagine having like the coolest names ever
Vash The Stampede
Undertaker/Punisher
The Black Death/Bubonic plauge/ The Plauge
Idk i thought this was a thing i needed to share😭
Love and Peace? Nah Death and Decay.
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