given that i've ran this blog for as many years now i think i should get much credit for this being what, only the third dick joke i've ever made here hdfkhkj
anyways. there's this point in the story where vash and wolfwood have to go their separate ways for a while, but neither of them are dealing with it particularly well
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[image ID: a rough, doodley 5 panel digital comic of vash and meryl from trigun, but from my leaden skies au where they've both been lightly redesigned to fit into the setting of monster hunter. vash is a wyverian with long pointed ears, wearing a red coat with gold trim and buttons. meryl is a human wearing a beret as seen on other guild girls, but her all-white outfit is a practical two-piece blouse and shorts set. the whole comic is comprised of warm colors, orange and yellow and dark purple
panel 1: vash sitting in the foreground at a brown desk covered in candles and books, with a book opened in front of him that he flips through with a bored expression and his cheek resting against his hand. he appears to be in a library, lit by candles on dark grey chandeliers hung from the ceiling. meryl is in the background stretching up to reach a book high on a shelf, and beside her is a table which is also covered in candles and several tall stacks of books
panel 2: a closeup of vash's face as his eyes widen and his ears prick up. something in the book has apparently caught his attention
panel 3: a closeup of the page vash was looking at, an illustrated info sheet about the flying wyvern, khezu. a candle in the table brightly illuminates the colored page
panel 4: meryl has come around by vash's shoulders with a stack of books held in her arms. she quirks a brow as she looks over vash's shoulder at the book. vash has a neutral, hard to read look on his face, but his ears are still up and his eyes are still shiny and wide as he seems to consider the page for a while
panel 5: a yellow word bubble comes from vash, who huffs a long sigh and says, "maybe i should call him...". his head has tipped to the side as he rubs his neck and frowns, blushing a little with his ears drooping. meryl physically recoils from him and her face scrunches up in disgust, saying, "eww" and, "there's something wrong with you"
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I swear to God my house is fucking haunted (I mean I knew it was but like MORE haunted) like theres been shit falling over for no reason all fucking day
The hair spray bottle that hasnt been touched in months fell off the sink. Something in the kitchen fell, I did not investigate. The tv antenna was knocked down. And just now there was a fucking stuffed animal avalanche bc like three fucking stuffed animals that havent been touched in YEARS launched off the top shelf and knocked my hello kitty water dispenser down (thankfully I do not use it, it is decorative), both the doll rooms off (breaking one :( minor damage but still), the one apparently load bearing plushie behind the dispenser fell in the empty space, and the stupid straw hat I have kept falling when I put it back.
Like what's your fucking problem??? Am I not paying enough attention to you fucking ghosts?? Are you trying to get my attention to tell me something? Bc if so I ain't gonna listen if you keep knockin my shit down. I fucking have two drinks on the nightstand where the dispenser is and I'm so fucking lucky they didnt get hit bc god I would be LIVID. Like cant you write on the bathroom mirror or send me coins like yall usually do?? What do you want?????
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