#crimsontrip

[mydetheturk]

siiiiix sentence sunday time???

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The Double Fang and Tri-Punisher were soft, Elendira decided. Denying her her well-earned death at their hands by bringing her back to the ship of the people who were helping her Lord's misguided brother? Soft.

And yet...

Waking had been unexpected. The bandages around her core were clean and fresh. Someone had taken the time to braid her hair rather than cut it off to treat her wounds.

#trigun #elendira the crimsonnail #livio the double fang #razlo the tri punisher of death #razlo the trip of death #post trimax #crimsonfang #crimsontrip #kissies for razlo agenda #six sentence sunday #myde writes #shut up don't look at me like that #vash said to 'take care of her' and they DID #they're taking care of her! #they just... interpreted it a little differently is all

[whatever-you-can-give-me]

she knows just how to hold me

@organsoutsidelovinglydescribed's trigun body horror week DAY FOUR: heart <3

trigun maximum, razlo/elendira. romantic organ touching. <3 happy valentine's day!

#trigunbodyhorrorweek #crimsontrip #crimsonfang #trigun maximum

[beelzebby666]

crimsontrip food from me, finally. 🫀

#crimsontrip #elendira the crimsonnail #razlo the trip of death #razlo the tri punisher of death #trigun fic #fly writes

[primalvessel]

tripe triad

ur tripe

#crimsontroupe #crimsontripe

[mydetheturk]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Trigun (Anime & Manga 1995-2008) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Elendira the Crimsonnail/Livio the Double Fang (Trigun), Elendira the Crimsonnail/Razlo the Tri-Punisher of Death (Trigun), Elendira the Crimsonnail/Livio the Double Fang/Razlo the Tri-Punisher of Death (Trigun) Characters: Elendira the Crimsonnail (Trigun), Razlo the Tri-Punisher of Death (Trigun), Livio the Double Fang (Trigun) Additional Tags: Bugs & Insects, emergency medical procedure, Worm Cult, In the background for that one, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Organ Touching, Declarations Of Love, Body Horror, Mild Dissociation, emergency surgery, Post-Canon, Alternate Universe, Intense Emotional Realizations, Gore, Blood, Blood and Gore, Elendira having A Moment(tm), Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Elendira the Crimsonnail Lives Series: Part 5 of Trigun Body Horror Week Summary:

Elendira's boyfriends have managed to get themselves into some trouble involving a worm cult of all things. She has to deal with all that that entails, and also both her and Razlo and Livio's reactions to how Elendira's handling it. Cleaning out the cultists is easier than ripping worms from Livio and Razlo's guts, but it's not beheading worms that has Elendira distracted.

  It is a corpse rotting slowly from within while maggots writhe in its belly.

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Mind the tags on this one! It’s rated E for a reason!

Day 6 of Body Horror Week by @organsoutsidelovinglydescribed, and i went with a combo of “Intestines” and today’s quote “It is a corpse rotting slowly from within while maggots writhe in its belly.”

I’d had a vague idea of “elendira saves her boyfriends from a worm cult” before but it really hit me when i started working on this one. Enjoy!

Elendira made a noise. Of course she was hot, she knew that, but did they have to go and say it while she was doing impromptu emergency surgery on them? Elendira caved. “Why are you telling me this now? Of all times?” A sluggish hand patted her arm; blood smeared but it wasn’t like she wasn’t already coated in it and their hands were stained literally as well as metaphorically now. “‘Cause.” Elendira pried another worm from their guts. All of the things were dead, it was just a matter of cleaning them out. “You’re careful with us.” Elendira paused. Was it so bad that she didn’t want to hurt them? Was it so bad that she wanted to repay their own gentleness with gentleness of her own? Was it so fucking bad that Elendira didn’t want to hurt them the way they’d been hurt before?

#trigunbodyhorrorweek #trigun #trigun maximum #elendira the crimsonnail #razlo the tri punisher of death #livio the double fang #body horror #crimsontrip #crimsonfang #myde writes #kissies for razlo agenda #elendira lives

[mydetheturk]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Trigun (Anime & Manga 1995-2008) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Elendira the Crimsonnail/Livio the Double Fang (Trigun), Elendira the Crimsonnail/Razlo the Tri-Punisher of Death (Trigun), Elendira the Crimsonnail & Livio the Double Fang & Razlo the Tri-Punisher of Death Characters: Elendira the Crimsonnail (Trigun), Livio the Double Fang (Trigun), Razlo the Tri-Punisher of Death (Trigun), Jessica (Trigun) Additional Tags: Nightmares, Post-Trigun Maximum (Manga), Well - Freeform, post-trimax but before the epilogue, in that nebulous six months of nobody knew where vash was, Healing, Hurt/Comfort, Ice bath, telepathic projection, there are HOW MANY xmen fanfics on this site and that isn't a canonical tag. what., flaying, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Sickfic, Minor panic, Alternate Universe, Elendira Lives, chapel mentioned, very much in passing Summary:

Healing is hard enough. Healing from a nasty wound due to a yarz long nail in your gut is even harder. Some nights are harder than others.

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Day two of @organsoutsidelovinglydescribed‘s Body Horrors Week! I chose Hurt and Bodies and this is what came from that and I really liked it.

“Burning up, El,” Livio said. Elendira’s eyes had already fluttered closed by the time Livio responded. He rocked back on his heels and tried to calm himself from the terrifying amount of trust Elendira was placing in him.

It was hard not to hear about Elendira the Crimsonnail. It was hard not to hear about Millions Knives’ left hand and her titular, deadly nails. Meeting her had been closer to terrifying than thrilling.

Getting to know Elendira on a two to one level has been equally terrifying in a different way. Significantly more thrilling, sure, but just as terrifying, because while Livio knew, he knew, she was stronger than he was, she was still so damn fragile like this.

Like this, laid out by her body still healing from a semi-self-inflicted wound from fighting Livio and Razlo.

#trigun #trigun maximum #trigunbodyhorrorweek #elendira the crimsonnail #livio the double fang #razlo the tri punisher of death #crimsonfang #crimsontrip #jessica trigun #kissies for razlo agenda #elendira lives #post trimax #i THINK thats all the tags i need #or at least all the major tags needed anyway #sickfic #hurt/comfort #myde writes #somehow that tag never actually. #got tagged????

[mydetheturk]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Trigun (Anime & Manga 1995-2008) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Elendira the Crimsonnail/Razlo the Tri-Punisher of Death (Trigun) Characters: Razlo the Tri-Punisher of Death (Trigun), Livio the Double Fang (Trigun), Elendira the Crimsonnail (Trigun) Additional Tags: Post-Trigun Maximum (Manga), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Kissies for Razlo Agenda, Tags Subject to Change, Rating subject to change, Elendira the Crimsonnail Lives Summary:

we take the razlo and we KISS the razlo The official "Kissies for Razlo Agenda" ficlet series, now on AO3

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I decided to start posting these to ao3 as well!!!

kiss razlo today!!!

#myde writes #trigun #trigun maximum #trimax #elendira the crimsonnail #razlo the tri punisher of death #livio the double fang #kissies for razlo agenda #crimsontrip #obligatory house on fire title lbr

[mydetheturk]

shy kiss please!

This is very very late but!!! Kissies from Razlo!! (his big emotions also got away from me a little but he's just so !!!)

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Razlo paces back and forth, nibbling on a nail. He's stuck in a fierce internal debate with Livio.

Well she ain’t gonna kill you, Livio mutters. Razlo gets the impression that were Livio the one piloting right now, he'd be sitting in a chair with his head tipped back, whole form slouching.

Razlo paces a bit faster.

“What if she just, like, stabs us with her cane?” Razlo blurts out. Why is he nervous??? It's not like Elendira hasn't impaled him before – it's not like he doesn't dream about it some nights, waking up in charge, skin tingling, the phantom feeling of yarz long nails embedded in his lungs.

Raz.

“Shut! Up! Livio!” Razlo squawks. “Quiet time! Go! Go be quiet in our head somewhere!”

Livio laughs at him before dropping into the cracks and crevasses of their mind. Jerk face.

Razlo's not nervous, nope. Not at all.

His hands are just shaky and his palms sweaty and his heart keeps fluttering over the fact that Elendira the Crimsonnail, coolest, most badass, angriest woman Razlo's ever met, kissed him!!!!

Him!

His loud, shouty face! On the lips!!!!!

And now he kind of wants to kiss her again!

Razlo buries his face in his hands and makes a noise like a deflating thomas. He can't be a coward about this. He can't! She's just. She's just. She's so pretty, and a little delicate and soft, and throws her head back when she laughs, and touches him so, so softly that it makes Razlo want to fucking melt into a little puddle of Tri-Punisher.

He's gonna die. He's gonna die and leave Livio permanently in charge and all of his hard work keeping them alive will go down the drain cause Razlo has died of “This woman who has actively tried to kill me is too damn hot and I want to hold her hand.”

Oh fuck he wants to hold her hand.

Razlo decides that pacing the tiny room back and forth is not helping his state of whatever and starts making laps around the Ship. He knows when and where Elendira has what the doctor assigned to her calls “physical therapy so you don't lose your internal goddamn organs” and Elendira calls “punishment from an old bastard for living.”

(Razlo won't admit it, but he likes the cranky old doctor, someone the lady in charge pulled out of cold storage after the fucked up puppet guy had attacked this place. Turns out the old doc had been a surgeon back in the day, back Before, and was used to cranky paramilitary groups. Where the fuck the lady in charge found this guy, Razlo has NO fucking clue.)

Razlo tries not to pass the room where Elendira's going through more exercises and stretches more than once or twice or maybe three times. Livio's gonna laugh so hard at him when he finds out and then Razlo's going to have to kick his ass and then where will they be? Back to square one again and healing from a self inflicted black eye????

Razlo finds himself right outside the door when Elendira comes out, gritting her teeth against the pain, a little sweaty and holding onto her cane so hard her knuckles have gone white.

Impulse kicks in.

Razlo places his hand over Elendira's, cupping her hand against the cane.

“Razlo?” she says warily, eyes flowing from where Razlo is touching her hand and up his arm to stare at his face.

Do it now, you idiot, before you chicken out!

Razlo carefully – oh so very, very carefully – cups Elendira's cheek with his hand and gently – stay gentle!!! – tips up her face and kisses Elendira.

She makes a slight, startled noise. But she brings up her other hand and rolls up slightly on the balls of her feet and cups the back of his neck and kisses Razlo back.

She kisses back!!!!

Razlo might explode! Honestly!!!!

He startles and Elendira startles and both of them come back swinging when the doctor (who Razlo might hate a little now (no he doesn't)) clears his throat and raises his eyebrow. His single blue eye crinkles with amusement, but Razlo flushes and pulls back from Elendira and he bolts.

Kissed the pretty lady – who kissed back!!!!! Razlo's gonna Die Happy, sorry Livio!!! – and now he's gotta go! Got things to do!

If Razlo has to make some things up to do so he can do them and hide until either Livio rises again or his face stops burning, he's gonna do it. Maybe laundry! He can figure out laundry.

Razlo only pauses briefly when Elendira makes an affronted noise at something the doctor says. He's far enough away that they're hard to hear, but he's tuned to her now. Like those flora that follow the suns.

Razlo can’t turn back now, nope. He flushes anew and runs. He's not a coward, he just has a sort of working sense of self preservation and he recognizes that noise Elendira made. He can’t stay because if he stays he's gonna melt and he'll have to explain to Livio why they're dead and it'll be because Razlo thinks Elendira is Too Pretty and he died of exposure.

Like those flora that follow the suns. They'd definitely die of exposure if they weren't in the safety of the Ship's gardens.

Razlo's going to go re-clean Livio's Double Fangs and his Punisher and maybe Elendira's crossbow until he's got his head back on again. It probably won't work. It definitely won't work. But holy hell is he going to pretend it works until he's not beet red anymore.

(Kissed him back! He's gonna die! Of Happy!!!!)

#trigun #trimax #razlo the tri punisher of death #elendira the crimsonnail #livio the double fang #crimsontrip #kissies for razlo agenda #post trimax #elendira lives fics #tbh all my kissies for razlo fics are elendira lives fics #myde writes

[mydetheturk]

apparently by this point i am a master of understated horror, so have this week's six sentence sunday for a fic that, fingers crossed, will be going up tomorrow (i still gotta finish it 😬)

livio i'm. really sorry about the impies -finger guns-

(oh yeah this is gonna be one of my fics for @organsoutsidelovinglydescribed's body horror week :3)

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Like this, laid out by her body still healing from a semi-self-inflicted wound from fighting Livio and Razlo.

Liv. Get it together, Razlo grumbled.

Livio took a deep breath and let it out slow. He forced his shaking hands to still. He’d spent years as one of – as the best of – Master Chapel’s Double Fangs, Livio could handle getting Elendira into a bath while she was psychically trying to convince him he was dying.

“Think we can get some ice?” Livio asked.

#livio the double fang #razlo the tri punisher of death #elendira the crimsonnail #trigun #trigun maximum #trimax #post trimax #elendira lives au #myde writes #crimsonfang #crimsontrip #trigunbodyhorrorweek #oh yeah that too lol

[whatever-you-can-give-me]

currently trapped in airport purgatory, added some drabbles to my collection, one about post-canon survivors razlo & elendira and one about stampede livio and wolfwood having a long-overdue and very soggy hug

#trigun #crimsontrip #livwood

[whatever-you-can-give-me]

Scrambling in with this late request; 16 + Razlo/Elendira

16. things you said with no space between us

trimax, razlo/elendira, post-canon — elendira lives, razlo keeps her company, and they love the only way they know how: violently.

cw: penetration with a weapon. erotically.

It's not quite the same as being pierced all the way through by one of her nails, thick around as his forearm, and nothing like the dizzying intimacy of both being impaled at once, but the way Elendira drives the awl into Razlo's gut is still a delight like no other.

She presses close to him as he grunts in pain, her free arm wrapped around his neck, leaning her weight against him. 

Looking at her, you wouldn't know she'd almost died, wouldn't know the silver cane leaned up against the wall, just within arm's reach, was for anything but style.

Razlo knows, though. Knows the trust she's given him, knows all the ways he could hurt her in return.

Sometimes he does, turns this into a fight, draws blood in return. Smears them both in red and vivid bruising, bites down on her throat like her nails dug into his and Livio's, when the world was ending and neither of them could do a damn thing to tip the scales but hold each other in check.

This time, he stays still, lets her drive the awl between two ribs, pressing it deep into his flesh, touching his soft, untouched insides. She turns her wrist, shifting the metal inside him. It was cold at first, but it's warmed to his body temperated, and he can only feel the exact shape of it by the pain and the movement.

Razlo makes a soft noise, not quite a moan. More of a sigh.

Elendira grins. Presses a kiss to his throat.

"I just want to eat you sometimes," she murmurs, right into his skin. "Cook you into a meal and make you part of me."

Maybe it means Razlo's lapsed in his duties to Livio — maybe he's gone soft, gone slow, complacent with his own destruction.

But for a moment, he can't think of anything better.

#prompt fic #trigun maximum #crimsonfang #crimsontrip

[mydetheturk]

snippet 1:

"We are going to go home. And then your dumb ass is going to lay in bed with me because if I take my eyes off of you one more fucking time, I’m pretty sure one of Zazie’s goddamn worms is going to eat you.”

Elendira shook a tiny bit. Even she was a little shocked at the intensity of her words.

Livio or Razlo or both of them shakily put their hand on Elendira’s and lifted it up so they could turn their head and press a kiss to her bloody palm.

“Let’s go home, El,” one of them whispered.

#trigun #crimsonfang #crimsontrip #elendira the crimsonnail #livio the double fang #razlo the tri punisher of death #its a body horror week snippet >:3 #six sentence sunday #myde writes

[whatever-you-can-give-me]

i’ll make you die for me & watch your body spill

elendira/razlo, 700 words, rated E for horny murder & double (nail) penetration

#trigun maximum #crimsonfang #crimsontrip #trigun fic #sorry for the phone screenshot i’m at work

[beelzebby666]

I think Razlo would really like nail polish. Someone get him some badass long fake nails. He's got CLAWS.

#fly writes #this is why crimsontrip is the best razlo ship

[beelzebby666]

Tristamp made me feel so many things about livwood and you WILL listen to them eventually.

#fly writes #working on a razwood thingy atm...... my beloveds #lr are a part of mashwood/polyguns in tristamp. to me. #also livio is a part in trimax but I'm crimsontrip for razlo there I can't be swayed

[mydetheturk]

These are some of my wips for @organsoutsidelovinglydescribed's Trigun Body Horror Week!

i thought about making separate posts but that's a lot more work than i want to do right this minute, so i'm going to a blanket warning of: gore, blood, ... alien weirdness of varying degrees, and frankly erotic organ touching. all the pieces are going under a cut due to the varying levels of the aforementioned warnings, with more specific warnings with each snippet.

heed the warnings and enjoy!

Major tags for this first piece, a dominai fic, where two independent plants sharing one body poke around with the nervous system; it's gonna be rated e for a combination of "domina splits knives like a peach (sexy)" and "whatever's going on there is definitely xeno". Alien weirdness, is all I'm saying. shockingly tender, but alien weirdness nonetheless.

Domina doesn't talk about most of them. Doesn't like to think about how people – humans entirely too full of hubris – cracked her open to see what made her tick. She knows she's lucky she lived. She wears the scars as badges that say “I lived.” The scientists who'd carved her rib cage open like she was so much meat had the audacity to be shocked when Domina reached out to someone else to ask for help. She'd been young then and should still be young now. Now, she's dying. But she's not alone anymore.

Crimsontrip/Crimsonfang with shockingly erotic organ touching. Shockingly tender? The boys are having a Time and if you ask Elendira about it she'll gut you. Warnings include: blood, viscera, insects, mildly graphic medical descriptions, and hints of past traumas. organs and gore as well.

Elendira returned to their side. “How much of this are you feeling?” she asked. Finally, a clearer workspace. She slid her fingers along organs, gently pried them up from where they were tucked in Livio and Razlo’s musculature and viscera. “Wish we could feel more of you,” one of them said. “Bet it’d feel pretty great, havin’ your hands all up in us like this.” Elendira paused with her hand cupping her fools’ liver. She kept her hand on the organ and leaned up and over to press her lips against theirs. When she leaned back up, her lipstick stained their lips a bloody red. “If you two weren’t so fucked up right now, I would slice you apart like a succulent fruit and take you apart one piece at a time.” “Oh.” Elendira peppered a few kisses on their face, leaving marks there. “We’ll have to do this part again, my loves.” She went back to searching, pulling dead worms from inside of them and dropping them on the floor. Worms crunched under Elendira’s feet as she moved. Livio and Razlo’s organs were slick under her fingers. “I have you.” One of them made an almost kitten-weak agreeing noise.

this next piece is from a fic ive been sitting on for two months, I've described it as "a comically biblical amount of insects brings a fallen angel of the lord to climax" and have gotten several people to lose their minds at that phrasing. its less comical, but really, what do you expect from knives of all plants? Warnings include: insects, alien fuckery, xeno. shockingly little gore in this, or at least this part of the fic - knives and zazie have a tussle in the larger fic and bugs are eaten. plants are predatory, imo. it explains their teeth.

Zazie does-doesn’t understand, doesn’t-does understand in a way that is wholly inhuman, a collective, not an individual. Knives is an individual of a collective, a single voice just out of harmony with the rest. Zazie fills the ache, guts him to the core, while Knives claws at Zazie’s carapace, digging trenches, and hissing-clicking and reverberating loud and hard enough to stun many of the small Worms, collapsing them into the sand. Zazie is hot against him, still holding Knives’ face in their mandibles. A mockery of a human kiss. Plants don’t kiss that way and Worms have no need. Knives goes for a headbutt but only taps his forehead against an empty space between Zazie’s endless eyes. Between one breath and the next he reaches out with that part of him that sings with his sisters and touches Zazie’s Whole. Knives burns.

And lastly, a bonus fic for the week, one that i hadn't planned on writing originally but it's getting written anyway, yet another knives vivisection fic. this one's a little different - 2nd pov instead of my usual third person. Warnings for this include: medical horrors, knives having a panic attack, false reassurance that someone's ok in a bad way, more alien freakiness, and Dr. Conrad's special brand of unhelpful bedside manner. eye trauma as wel,

The doctor – false, liar, ripped the creature that should’ve been your older sister in two – looks down at you. A scalpel drips with your resin. The clearest words you’ve heard are spoken. “Subject Knives, this part you might feel.” The blade descends. You stop breathing. It doesn’t hurt. It doesn’t hurt. There is pressure but it doesn’t hurt. It should hurt. A knife, silver in appearance. Blade only an atom wide, perhaps more. It slices the doctor’s cheek but melts as soon as it does. The doctor’s blood drips. It mingles with your resin, pools where the scalpel has sliced open your eyelids. [Well done little brother! You just have to do that harder next time!]

I hope you enjoyed the pieces here and i cannot wait for body horror week to start 💜

#trigun #trigunbodyhorrorweek #millions knives #tesla trigun #domina trigun #william conrad #horror #blood #elendira the crimsonnail #livio the double fang #razlo the tri punisher of death #crimsonfang #crimsonnail #zazie the beast #myde writes #wip wednesday #medical horror #eye trauma #insects #xeno #sure! #knivesanddomina #dominai #god #if ive missed something PLEASE tell me #i think ive got all the tags for these pieces #but i might not #they're all tonally VERY different