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thatsitso · 8 months

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He did say once,,,

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xofeno · 8 months

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Hey, do you have a couch guy?

CHICAGO P.D. 3.05, "Climbing Into Bed" (2015)

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cowboylivio · 11 months

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Happy pride month to those who celebrate.

#GIVE ME THE OPPORTUNITY I WILL COUCH SCENE IT #trigun stampede #trigun #vash the stampede #nicholas d. wolfwood #trimax #trimax spoilers #couch scene

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beremy-from-trigun · 1 year

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#trigun #trigun edit #trigun manga #trigun spoilers #trigun manga spoilers #trigun maximum #nicholas d wolfwood #couch scene #trigun meme #meme #video #trigun maximum edit #trimax meme #trimax #edit after the fact: i posted this on tiktok and people got angry at me for spoiling this so thank you tumblr for being so nice to me #ended up deleting it on tiktok cause thats not the vibes fam #TIL not to post my trigun shitposts on tiktok #cause apparently me posting 5 edits of scenes of it or around it was not enough for people to get angry about spoilers but the moment #im blunt about it then ppl get angry

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alternateuniversely · 1 year

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Bc TriStamp is a bit different from the original, I'm just going to hold my breath anytime Vash & Wolfwood sit down together. Couch or no couch

#couch scene #tristamp #trigun #vashwood #manga spoilers

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lovingume · 2 years

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I love that Deborah is mirroring Ava’s body language in this scene - a sign of attraction 🥰.

I wonder if Deborah got hurt by the fact that Ava rather would stay with her ex than at Deborah’s house. Maybe that contributed to Deborah pushing Ava away later on in the episode.

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peachyxin · 9 months

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to spend my tomorrows with you

ao3 link • 886 words

pairing: Vashwood

tags: angst, hurt no comfort, grief/mourning, coping, dead Nicholas D. Wolfwood, drabble

cw: major character death, Trigun manga spoilers

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Vash copes with Wolfwood's death, while the latter reaches for faith in the void of the underworld. A pseudo-katabasis and the dream of a falling star.

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01. six feet under

Vash sits stone-still on the couch, in a daze. He toys with the weight of the Punisher and traces its contours with the pads of his fingers. The cool metal counterbalances the phantom memory of warm hands held and cherished deep beneath his skin. It still doesn’t hit him that Wolfwood is gone. There’s no way he can be. He imagines how Wolfwood would hold the gun; he remembers the cheeky grin that would accompany the confirmatory glance that they shared before charging head-first into battle. He imagines that the warmth that lingers on its handle is real and not just a desperate manifestation of his denial.

No tears fall as he buries him. Shovels full of dirt hit the casket with dull thuds. Repeat, and repeat. Soon, the ground is level, and he is truly gone. No tears, but his whole world falls. In the depths of the night, left alone with his own suffocating thoughts, Vash sobs. He sobs, the force of his anguish sending tremors through his entire being as he clutches Wolfwood’s smoke-infused blazer to his chest so hard his knuckles turn white. I love you . Vash realizes this, belatedly, in the surreal trance of his grief, and the thought shears his heart open and raw, allowing the fears stowed carefully inside to rear their ugly heads, entangled in the depths of his psyche. The ghost of cigarettes may as well be of incense, prayer, and holy reverence. He’s convinced burying the only person so dear to him — the only one who saw him for more than his cheery facade, the only one who could ever pull him out of his head whenever he floated too far — damns him to a life of perdition.

He brings the cigarette to his lips, taking a slow drag. He coughs, sputters, then collects himself and tries again. One more. The poison seeping into his lungs is his punishment and repentance, the temporary antidote for his guilt and self-loathing. He imagines how Wolfwood’s cigarettes dangled effortlessly between his lips. If he closes his eyes, he can imagine that Wolfwood exists instead of him. That he survives, instead of him. Again, again, and again, he invites the smoke into his lungs, willing it to cloud the despair within, convincing himself that the wound is not severe. He wonders if Wolfwood would laugh at him, at how pathetic he is now, destroying his body to quench his searing, parching, and utterly destroying thirst for a memory long past, that can never be relived, not in this lifetime or the next. (He imagines Wolfwood laughing. The lengths he would go just to hear him laugh again.)

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02. fallen angel’s ode to the sun

A sinner doesn’t deserve heaven. I turn the other way, not bothering to find out if cruel destiny deems me fit to enter; I am but a pawn in its eternal game. I fight against the tide of apparitions clambering to be first at the pearly gates. The blood staining my skin cannot be so easily cleansed. I descend the steps into the dark, cold labyrinth that marks the beginning of the underworld.

I was in love with the sun, once. He burned — breaking down and recreating endlessly, selflessly radiating warmth through the destruction of his own being. In my hubris, I convinced myself that I could best Icarus. I thought I was doing quite well.

The sun was my salvation. In his light, I believed that I had escaped the sinner’s path, that I could be reformed, born anew, and be cleansed of my wretched past. Well, that’s why I ended up here, anyway, but I wanted to believe. I still do. I have to.

But, back then, just as my fingertips were about to brush something holy, I was hurled into the unforgiving abyss of the cold sea. It wasn’t supposed to end that way. I hadn't intended to fly far in the first place. All I wanted was to have more, to be closer, to spend all my tomorrows steeped in the sacred rays of his ever-burning light.

I would burn for him a million times, over ten thousand different lifetimes, just to be his priest, his prophet, and his anchor in each one. He was so bright that I could hardly see him, and at times my unenlightened mind even found him foolish, but all that did was make me want to chase even harder, addicted to the thrill of flames licking at my fingertips, just out of reach.

As I descend, an invisible force holds me back. The selfish will of a star. Even in death, I cannot escape his self-imposed martyrdom, the pure deeds that only underline the extent of my defilement.

“Wolfwood?” an echoing and distant voice says. It’s almost a whisper, barely audible, trembling and unsteady. I wouldn’t have caught it if it weren’t for the aching familiarity in its timbre, melancholy disguised by jovial grace. I turn around. I have to believe, but I cannot.

My star burns as brightly as ever, but the farther I run, the more obscure his trembling mirage becomes.

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Vash awakes with a start. The faint traces of the fading dream elude his reaching fingers. The star falls, cradled by a single tear, its outline reflecting the flickering oil lamp’s last exhalation, returning to the void of infinite nothing.

#trigun fanfiction #vashwood #vashwood fanfiction #vashwood fic #trigun maximum #trigun maximum fanart #couch scene #writing #hurt no comfort #vashwood angst #trigun spoilers #finding out wolfwood dies destroyed me I cried every morning over this for a week #thanks twitter for the lovely spoilers I haven't even finished trimax yet but I know probably like 45% of the plot

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franaid · 2 years

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i need the bts from the couch scene it's corny but i want to see how they were feeling through filming this scene, is it to much to ask SL? seems like yes

#SL DONT YOU DARE #always in my fexi era #couch scene #fexi hive

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shylockedherart · 2 years

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columboscreens · 3 months

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#columbo #season 4 #by dawns early light #whoops my original tags didnt go through #by dawn's early light is a very good albeit somewhat soporific episode even by columbo standards #very slow paced. very quiet #but man o man this scene is an Alarm Clock #hey youre laying on your couch in the dark half asleep? wake up the beautiful little man is naked and hairy and making a phone call

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saltpepperbeard · 3 months

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oh my god. i was re-watching season 2 episode four because season 2 episode four my beloved, and found another symbolic relationship angle akin to the inn talks:

what stede says: then you…shaved your beard off…for me and…

what stede means: i was already panicking about the speed in which our relationship was going, what with everything i was having to work through, but then you stripped away a pivotal part of your identity for me. and it terrified me. i was already convinced that i’m the type of person to mess things up, and then i caused blackbeard to get rid of his namesake. i stripped him of his identifying element. it wasn’t me prioritizing or preferring that persona, but rather, i was terrified of that hurting you. i was terrified you would be upset or suffer for me, because of me.

what ed says: again with the beard. sorry if my horrible, naked chin disgusts you so.

what ed means: sorry if the person behind blackbeard’s mask is unbearable. sorry if you only find that legend and persona attractive, and not the softer man behind it. sorry if my actual personality and self are so undesirable like everyone says they are.

what stede says: i love your chin, naked or otherwise.

what stede means: i love you. no matter who you want to be, no matter who you wish to present as, i love you. ed, blackbeard, or otherwise. it’s not about just the beard. it was never about just the beard. it was always just about you.

#OFMD #OFMD Season 2 #Revenge Rambles #Gentlebeard #Blackbonnet #Edward Teach #Stede Bonnet #YOOOOOO I haven’t spun proper meta in a MINUTE #But then I listened to their couch scene and was like 👁️👁️

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cowboylivio · 1 year

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Couch scene but on the ikea bi couch.

#trigun stampede #trigun #trimax #vash the stampede #nicholas d. wolfwood #couch scene #im hilarious

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anachronistic-falsehood · 10 months

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#trigun #trigun maximum #GIRLS WHEN VASHWOOD COUCH SCENE #LISTENING TO MY VW PLAYLIST AGAIN. BRB BATHING MYSELF IN ACID #vashwood

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loveyouanyway · 3 months

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this is actually how the scene went

Buck and Eddie in 6x01 | Let the Games Begin

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kindaorangey · 13 days

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he'll worm his way into your life whether you like it or not!

#neil josten #hes my favourite manic pixie dream girl..#aftg #all for the game #tfc #thunder's art #described #the second drawing is based on the first time andrew and neil talk after andrew says he'd like to suck his dick #neil agonises over it then stops thinking about it consciously and decides to try and annoy andrew into joining him and kevin foe practice #im doing a halfhearted reread of tkm rn because i wanted to see the progression in between 'that doesnt mean i wouldnt blow you'#and the kiss #and the scene where neil yaps to andrew while hes trying to rest on the couch is soooo funny to me

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sensitiveheartless · 1 year

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this was a result of me reading this post/conversation between @originalaccountname and @iwritenarrativesandstuff (hope you guys don't mind the tagging skjfksdjf) and getting really sad about Chuuya — and I had been rewatching the Dark Era episodes for the billionth time and was thinking about Oda and Dazai hugging Ango while they're all smelly to make him go with them, and so I thought "ok what if Dazai did that to Chuuya but in the process they both accidentally discovered how touch-starved Chuuya is"

#I just want Chuuya. to get hugs. he needs them #...now I'm thinking about Dazai finding repeated excuses to 'pester' Chuuya by hugging him #mori walks in on them aggressively cuddling on a couch and just kinda raises his eyebrows #dazai and chuuya in unison: WE'RE BULLYING EACH OTHER #...hmm #also thinking about #Dazai hugging Chuuya during the dungeon reunion scene because he knows Chuuya probably has not been getting any hugs while he was gone #meanwhile Chuuya is just hissing at him like a feral cat #...fuck I might also have to draw that at some point #bsd #bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #my art #bungou stray dogs #skk #soukoku

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