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triplesilverstar · 2 months

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Needy

Rating: 18+ Minor DNI

Pairing: Vash X GN!Reader

CW: Injuries, drugged, Horny, sensitive, jerking off, coming on yourself, Needy, trying to be quiet

Word count: .6K roughly

A/N: Well saw some Vash art that made my brain so brrrr so have some needy Vash, in between boops that is.

“Alright Vash, all patched up.” Carefully patting his stomach after you secure the edge of the bandage, leaning to kiss his forehead. “You just relax alright, I’m gonna take a shower then I’ll see about getting us something to eat.”

“But Mayfly!” A whine in his voice as he leans against the pillows. “I want you, I need you so bad right now.” Jerking his hips and you’re quick to hold his body still.

“Whatever drug they gave you is still in your system you just need to relax while you come down from that high alright?” His fingers trail along your cheeks before you pull away and he lets out another soft whine but nods his agreement.

At least until the door to the bathroom closes. Vash arches his neck back a little as his cock throbs painfully in his pants, he’s been hard for hours. Even as you patched up the slice in his abdomen all he could think was how he wanted to be buried in your tight warmth.

His mouth feels full of cotton as he tries to lick his lips, reaching down to work his pants open the rest of the way and grabbing himself. A gasp as he almost cums on the spot with his eyes shuttering close from the pleasure that floods his system, a whine more like an animal in heat than the plant that he is echos in the room.

Closing his eyes and biting his lip as he gingerly slides his fingers along his shaft, the heat coming from him feels scorching even though the fabric of his gloved digits. Pressing his thumb to the head of his cock makes him scream, a noise that has you calling out to him. “Vash?”

“I’m ok Mayfly!” You can hear him even over the shower and in his state Vash knows you’ll stop him, his prosthetic grabbing handfuls of his turtle and shoving it into his mouth. His teeth clamping on the fabric as he begins to pump himself in earnest.

It isn’t long before he’s thrusting up into his loose fingers, pre cum from his slit pouring down his skin. He’s so needy he wouldn’t even have noticed the chaffing with the boiling in his gut demanding release. The thick fabric in his mouth is soaked from the drool now pouring from him, he isn’t thinking about his hand on his cock.

No. He’s pretending it’s yours, your fingertips pressing against the vein that sticks out above his sac where the skin attaches to his length. Your thumb rubbing circles into the curve of the ridge of the skin of his head.

Another whine from low in his throat that the black fabric does nothing to help with. Closing his fingers he imagines it’s both of your hands now, moving faster and tighter on his burning flesh as the burning in his gut grows more intense.

“Vash?!” Gasping and arching his back as he cums, spraying white ropes of his release onto his wrapped stomach and some of the fluid spattering along his chest. The sound of your voice pushing him over the edge, his fingers still working his shaft as he opens his eyes to see your blurry form.

“I need you Mayfly, please, touch me more.”

You might be pissed he painted his own chest in cum, but damn if he doesn’t make for a sight with his body flushed and covered in sweat while playing with his dick.

#vash the stampede x reader #vash the stampede #trigun stampede #trigun #twink writes #tristamp #vash x reader #vash x you #trigun smut #vash the stampede x oc #vash smut #vash the stampede smut #tristamp smut #trimax smut #trimax #trigun maximum #trigun maximum smut

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doodleferp · 4 months

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Swap AU Vash? Swap AU Vash.

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bloodypeachblog · 1 year

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So...I was playing around with character.ai with a Vash bot and it ended up being a full-blown story. It was so good that I've decided to write it. There's just one problem... I don't know whether to do it with 2023 Trigun or 1998 Trigun. I prefer the story of 2023 and I love Vash's look in it but I prefer Vash's personality in 1998. So, I decided to do a poll.

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kafkaesqxe · 1 year

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Vash and my OC Dominique "Domi" Blackmore, done by the lovely @mantabanter 💜💜💜💜💜💜

#FEAST UR EYES #trigun #trigun stampede #vash the stampede #trigun oc #oc #oc x canon #vash the stampede x oc #tristamp

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typingdyslexiaisathing · 5 months

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Those Beautiful Eyes

summary: Vash has a moment where he loses sight of his s/o to panic. Only for them to have a moment of warmth.

characters: Vash the Stampede, OC

contents: mention of violence, romance, mushy fluff

The crowd was getting thicker as the passengers got off the sandsteamer. Various voices chatting or grumbling as each individual headed for their destinations or met up with friends or family. While Vash kept his guard up as he slowly made his way down the ramp with Retha close by. The two keeping their hands clasped tight so as to not lose each other.

That is, until someone bumped into Retha and sent her stumbling. Her hand being wrenched from that grip for Vash to freeze in his tracks. Those gorgeous blue eyes scanning the crowd with sheer panic and fear. The people around him going about their business to just barely avoid him. Until Vash gave a deep breath to call out for Retha and find her.

Thankfully, his gaze landed on his lover before he called out for her. Retha was dusting herself off as she smiled at a very sad looking toddler. Said toddler apologizing a mile a minute for their parents to be close by. While Retha just gave the toddler a gentle pat on the head to then wave as the family walked off. Her gaze turning to find Vash almost instantly. Which had Retha still for her eyes to go wide in evident concern. But Vash took no time to close the distance between them. His arms sweeping Retha up to all but crush her to his front. Which had Retha hug him back with gentle assurance.

It didn't take long for the two to find an inn and get a room. Vash walking into the room first to set his bag down by the table and heave a sigh of air. But Retha came to stand behind him and reach up to hug her lover from behind. Both her hands coming to rest at his heart as she sighed into his shoulder. "It would seem there is a thunderstorm going on. Vash. Breathe. It's okay. We're okay."

Vash shivered to give several deep breaths of air. The fear still spiking through his blood as his hands came up to rest against those pressed to his front. Hard words escaping as tears pricked at his eyes. "I can't help it. After all those close calls we've had and the times a fight started up out of nowhere. Any time I lose sight of you, it terrifies me that I'll never see you again." Vash trembles in place as Retha all but snuggles into Vash from behind. A patient sigh escaping her lips as Vash sniffles a few times. Her words warm and sweet. "I understand. Such a fear is warranted after all we've survived. Yet in the here and now, we are safe and have no need to be afraid. So take your time, Vash. I'll wait."

The blonde gave a hard sob before turning around to hug Retha properly. Lifting her off of her feet as Vash buries his nose into her neck. Yet all Retha did was hug Vash back and hum an old hymn. Her hands tracing over his spine as Vash let the peace in the room wash away the worry. Until he gave a long sigh and set Retha back onto her feet. The smile back in his eyes and his lips. Which has Retha grin at Vash to cup his face in her hands. "There we go. There's my crimson bird with those beautiful eyes. The eyes that hold all my joy and delight with what they see in the moment. I love you with all of me, Vash."

Vash gave a hum of peace to lean in and give Retha a soft kiss. His own words full of love and warmth. "I love you, sunbeam. More than you might ever know."

#trigun fanfiction #trigun fanfic #trigun fanfic drabble #fanfiction #vash the stampede x oc #Those Beautiful Eyes

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pfpanimes · 4 months

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⌕ trigun stampede • vash.

like or reblog if you save/use.

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biancalattei · 2 months

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kicks door open introducing my baby yana......she's an ex julai military police who was betrayed by her coworkers after capturing vash which was her next mission due to her "strength" but unfortunately was saved instead by him and the gang to escape, forced to join the gang instead as she despised vash for a while bc of her loyalty/devotion to humanity. Changed her heart and mind knowing the truth about the humanoid typhoon who was actually wrongfully accused and the fact they're almost similar as plants---well, technically she's a sea plant! Sea plants are in the same species family as plant but ones who belong to the sea instead. Almost similar to the endangered creatures, the sea animals/mermaids. Yana is the only independent sea plant left raised by the scientists to turn her into a weapon so she barely knows any of her plant sisters/brothers. Sea plants are also known to symbolize as god's warriors for having incredible strength and speed in combat, equally as strong as the twins but her stamina runs out a bit quickly which is also a disadvantage.

Anyways thank you for reading my trisona lore and looking at the self-indulge arts asjkfhsdgjdjk i have another trisona coming in on the works but ill draw her after comms......

#trigun #trigun stampede #trigun maximum #oc x canon #vash the stampede #lattei trisona #original character #vash x reader

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feyringo · 1 year

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A priest in worship

#trigun stampede #trigun #vash the stampede #nicholas d. wolfwood #vash x wolfwood #vashwood #fanart #my art #i'm actually going to go hide in a pile of snow and let myself freeze over #drawing shippy art of characters other than my ocs makes me so #SO BABARASSED

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sailorgoon13 · 2 months

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Vash Stampede

Basics:

Full Name: Vash Stampede

Nickname: Vash, Blondie

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: 15 December, 1871

Heritage: American

Blood Status: Muggle Born

Wand: Rowan wood, 11 3/4", Dragon Heartstring, Slightly Springy. Prefers to use his revolvers

Appearance:

Hair Color: Blonde

Eye Color: Blue

Skin Tone: Fair

Height: 6ft

Body Type: Lean and athletic

Style: Rugged, Eccentric

Features: Messy blonde hair, Blue eyes, Mysterious smile, Freckle on left cheekbone. Always has his red coat and revolvers

Personality:

Traits: Optimism, Compassion, Morality, Playful, Courageous

Likes: Donuts, "Love and Peace", Comedy, Nature, Helping others

Dislikes: Violence, Loneliness, Tragedy, Harm to the Innocent

Hobbies: Exploring, Stargazing, Spending time with friends

Fears: The unknown, Losing control, Failure, Harming Others, Being Alone

Family and Friends:

Father: Muggle (Unknown)

Mother: Muggle (Unknown) Siblings: A few muggle siblings (Unknown) Twin brother Nai, also a wizard and shares rare ability with Vash

Friends: Rory Wilder, Garreth Weasley, Ominis Gaunt, Sebastian Sallow

Magic:

Special Abilities: Can wield and use Ancient Magic

Boggart: His darker self

Patronus: Phoenix

Polyjuice: Glints of gold and silver flecks would shimmer in a rich amber color. Taste like wild berries and honey followed by a warm, spicy kick of cinnamon and cloves. The aftertaste would linger with a hint of smokiness

Amortentia: Fresh Rain, Gunpowder, Vanilla and Sage

Backstory:

Vash's backstory is a captivating yet heartbreaking tale. Born into a destitute Muggle family alongside his twin brother Nai, they were the only ones in their large brood to possess magical abilities. At the age of eight, their parents, unable to comprehend or cope with their uniqueness, callously cast them out into the streets to fend for themselves. Facing the harsh reality of homelessness, Vash and Nai clung to each other for support, relying on their wits to survive the unforgiving streets. In a stroke of fate, Vash obtained a stolen revolver, providing a semblance of protection for himself and his brother amidst the perilous urban landscape.

Their fortunes took a pivotal turn when they received letters of acceptance from Ilvermorny at the age of eleven, granting them a chance to harness their magical potential. At school, they quickly distinguished themselves, drawing the attention of Professor Rem Saverem, their History of Magic instructor, who took them under her wing. Professor Saverem became a mother to the orphaned boys, offering them guidance and nurturing their burgeoning talents in a nurturing environment.

Despite their shared upbringing, Vash and Nai took divergent paths in their magical education. While Vash reveled in camaraderie and levity, earning a reputation as the class clown, Nai excelled academically, driven by an insatiable thirst for knowledge and power. Tensions between the brothers escalated when Nai sought forbidden knowledge to further enhance his abilities, leading to a confrontation that ultimately ended in tragedy. Nai's descent into darkness culminated in a catastrophic act of violence, leaving devastation in his wake.

In the aftermath of the tragedy, Vash found himself ostracized and scrutinized by authorities, his academic performance suffering as a result. Faced with the threat of expulsion and the loss of his magical privileges, he was sent to Hogwarts in a last-ditch effort to salvage his education. It's at Hogwarts where Vash encounters Aurora 'Rory' Wilder, another wielder of ancient magic, and together they embark on a quest to thwart Nai's nefarious plans and prevent further catastrophe.

Haunted by his past and burdened by the weight of responsibility, Vash struggles to find redemption amidst the chaos unleashed by his brother's actions. Yet, fueled by a newfound sense of purpose and the bonds forged with his allies, he remains determined to confront his demons and fight for a brighter future.

Academics:

Best Subject: Muggle Studies

Favorite Subject: DADA

Favorite Professor: Professor Hecat

Worst Subject: Ancient Runes

Least Favorite Subject: Transfiguration

Least Favorite Professor: Professor Shah

Student Life:

Vash initially struggles academically. He is very smart but doesn't always like to apply himself

Despite the challenges he faces, he forms meaningful friendships with his fellow students.

Throughout his student life, Vash grapples with moral dilemmas and inner turmoil stemming from his past and the actions of his brother. He wrestles with questions of guilt, redemption, and the nature of good and evil, struggling to find his place in a world that often judges him based on his family history.

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into-the-feniverse · 2 months

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A biomed student, a graphic design student, and a theology student walk into a bar…

The drawing without a background + the sketch because I’m not suuuuper jazzed about how it looks with one but it looked too empty without it

Disclaimer: the background is from Pexels

Also, I tried asking ChatGPT to finish the joke for me:

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triplesilverstar · 2 months

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Testing boundaries

Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Pairing: Vash X F!Reader

CW: Sharing a bed, stolen kisses, fingering, heavy petting

Word count: 1.5 K roughly

A/N: Chapter 2 of Cold Night, Warm Hearts

After a few days of traveling you thought you were recovered, but sitting out in the sun you realize you aren't. Heading back to the hotel room and later waking up to feel a certain blond joining you.

If they say home is where the heart is, then you’ve never really had a home, not for a long time. But since the confession on the ship and that first kiss, you were starting to realize maybe, just maybe, you did have a home.

Sitting on the park bench, still tired from the previous trek across the burning sands watching as Vash lets some of the local kids bully him around. It warms your heart to see him like that, to see a little bit of the facade he hides behind wiped away. Snickering as they tackle him to the ground stating how they’ve caught an outlaw, unaware just how right they are. As the twin suns start to reach their peak in the sky you watch as the kids leave, Vash seeming to dust himself off before facing you. A soft smile on his face which you can feel the twitch of your lips rising to return.

“You doing ok?” Voice soft as he joins you on the bench, the wind-worn wood creaking under his added weight while you think about his words. Feeling an arm drop behind your head, eyes glancing to the right to see he’s sitting with both arms stretched out along the top of the bench. Sneaky man. He’s not breaking any of the rules about public displays of affection that the two of you agreed upon, but he’s still getting the briefest form of touch in.

“Honestly, I think I’m still tired from all the walking.” Turning your head to fully face him, not expecting to see him staring at you, mirrored lenses placed in such a way that if you weren’t looking directly into his eyes you’d only see your reflection there. “I think I might head back to the room and get a nap in” watching as those hidden orbs seem to shine behind the yellow tint.

“Want me to head back with you?” you wave him off standing and rolling your shoulders, watching the twitch of his lips a hint of a frown before he puts the mask of his jovial persona back in place.

“Pretty sure those kids will be looking for you, I’ll be fine Vash” Ignoring you he stands, walking along beside you.

“I’ll walk you back, don’t want you getting lost again” you snort, which makes him laugh, like he’ll never grow tired of your terrible sense of direction. “Come on now, you’re even worse when you’re tired.” Instead of answering him, you grumble tucking your face down into the collar of your jacket and hands in your pockets. “Aw you’re cute when you sulk”

“Stuff it Stampede” is your response and you don’t miss the shit-eating grin on his face at the return to calling him that in your mock rage. No other words pass between the two of you as you realize without Vash you would have gone in the wrong direction. Once back at the hotel, with a quick glance around the hallway that your shared room is connected to before he acts. A darting movement as he presses his lips against yours, barely a brush before he’s pulling away a dusting of pink on his cheekbones.

“I’ll see you later Mayfly” rushing to get his words out as they almost tumble over one another, and you have to grin at how adorable he acts sometimes. The fact a barely there peck has been embarrassing, and you’ve done things a lot more interesting than that to the man. You still haven’t seen him naked, but he’s slowly warming up to the more intimate side of your relationship.

“Don’t let those kids beat you up too much, Sunshine” Your own words are soft, sure you’re annoyed with him about the whole direction thing but really, he’s carved far too much out of your heart for you to stay mad at him for something like that. A smile that lights up his face is your reward before he leaves you alone in the hallway. Slipping inside the room and beginning to remove your boots.

Once done, you stop and take a moment to take a deep inhale, taking a moment to feel how well and truly tired you actually are. Plans to just flop on the bed in your long sleeve shirt and cargo pants fading from your mind, your body, while you didn’t want to admit it outside, is still beyond exhausted. Digging into your bag, you’re going to get back into your sleep clothes and just sleep instead of napping. Changed into the loose pants and tee you climb into bed, making sure to grab the pillow Vash had slept against the night before, burying your face in it and focusing on your breathing as you quickly slip off to dreamland.

Unsure how much later it is, the sound of the door unlocking and opening wakes you, footsteps that you recognize as belonging to Vash reaching your ears. So you remain in bed, breathing deeply, eyes closed. More noises, the shucking of his coat from his frame, a creak from a chair, the rattle of laces being loosened. Trying to hide the smile on your face, knowing Vash is undoubtedly going to crawl into the space beside you.

The sensation of the sheet and blanket moving, shuffling, and a warm body pressing up to your back before the sheet returns against your form. A hand coming to rest against your stomach, touch light, and a face nuzzling into the back of your head, his breath warm, leaving you feeling so content in his arms. Though you could have done without his cargo pants, he could have slipped into his own sleep pants, but it’s not like he knew you had changed.

Starting to drift off again you can feel his hand starting to move slowly trailing down to the hem of your shirt before slipping underneath to press against bare skin. His long fingers spreading out and a warmth is starting to form in your core. It’s taking a lot of your control to not hum in pleasure, as it drifts upwards then down to the hem of your pants before back up again. Pinky toying with the edge of your pants before going back up again.

“You know you are allowed to explore” You feel the jerk of his body behind you and a sharp exhale in your ear. A quick move and your hand is gripping his to keep him from pulling away through the fabric of your shirt.

“I didn’t know you were awake” his voice is cracking as he speaks but he doesn’t try to pull his hand away from pressing against your warm flesh any longer.

A chuckle at his reaction “I’ve been awake since you came in.” Feeling his fingers beginning to trace your skin again, releasing his hand to drop your own against the mattress. “I meant what I said though. You are allowed to explore, whatever you want, my pretty plant man.” At that you feel his face nuzzle further into your neck, the tip of his nose pressing under your earlobe.

His hand dips below the waistband of your pants, pressing circles into your underwear above where you’d prefer for his fingers to be, but you’re not going to tell him that. “I noticed you grabbed my pillow.” He says it as if he isn’t trying to get a reaction out of you which makes you smile hard enough to hurt.

“Of course I did. I like how you smell Sunshine.” A snort and a shudder as his fingers dip further down two fingers sliding along your covered slit. With the way his face is pressed into your neck you can feel the warmth spreading across his cheeks, it’s rather easy to make him blush.

“And if I asked for it back?” His fingers have stopped moving and it makes you giggle a bit, as much as he’s slowly been learning your body he still doesn’t want to seem to take too many risks.

“I’d tell you no.” A squeak from him and a quick jerk of his body around you, so you have to bite your lip to keep the noise you wanted to make from leaving you. Moving to bury your nose more into your stolen prize “but that’s because I like having you so close and sharing a pillow.”

This time his body stills and you hear his breath stutter against your ear, before feeling him relax removing his hand from your pants to wrap around you, closing any of the remaining space between you. “You really know how to make me blush ya know?” He says it seriously for a moment. Before both of you burst out laughing in bed, bodies shaking from the force of it.

You really are starting to get used to the idea of having a home, and not the kind that is tied to a place. No. Your home comes with its own brand of chaos and you relish in the moments of quiet in that swirling storm.

#vash the stampede x reader #vash the stampede #trigun stampede #trigun #twink writes #Bullets Bandits Ghosts & Typhoons #tristamp #vash x reader #vash x you #trigun vash the stampede #vash the stampede smut #vash the stampede x reader smut #vash the stampede x oc

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doodleferp · 8 months

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Cryptid Vash sketches! I finally figured out a color scheme for him and now we just work forward from there!

Ari has no idea what she did, but this boy is suddenly raring to go for…something! She doesn’t know what but he’s REALLY excited about it.

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mumbledramblings · 3 months

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listening to "already gone" by autoheart and honestly:

vash leaving his s/o because of his guilt complex and, instead of them angrily chasing him down and making him see reason, they're just understanding about it and let him leave. like, "i know your trauma you wont talk about makes you feel undeserving of love and companionship, and i can't force you to heal before you're ready to, no matter how much i want you to stay."

like vash is moping in the desert by himself after successfully sneaking off and maybe he hears his mayfly singing it to him through the radio, because that's the only way they can hope to reach him through his self-loathing.

i think that would make him cry (or as close as he'd let himself), more than anything.

#trigun #vash the stampede #trigun x reader #vash x reader #mid writes #gentle reminder that im reader/oc insert trash 😔#though if you don't know that by now honestly that's on you i'm sorry #autoheart once again filling my heart with gay angst #i fucked up my sleep schedule majorly so now i'm still awake at 4:30am thinking about animated men and how to make them cry #posting this before my low self-esteem and rejection sensitivity tells me not to

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kafkaesqxe · 1 year

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Domi: *rethinking life choices*

Vash: Pose for the camera, Mayfly! 💕

#trigun #trigun oc #vash the stampede #vash the stampede x oc #oc x canon #oc #art tag

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typingdyslexiaisathing · 5 months

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Mistletoe Mischief

summary: Vash the Stampede enjoys a moment with his s/o. And it just so happens to be Christmas. With Wolfwood making it a bit more festive.

Characters: Vash the Stampede, Nicholas D. Wolfwood, OC

Content: romance, mention of violence, alcohol, smoking

The whole little town was decked out in one form or another for the festive holiday. Which meant a lot of happy laughter and rowdy bar patrons. Vash the Stampede enjoying the party at the saloon with the insurance girls and Wolfwood as well as his girlfriend. Retha making sure the group didn't get too rowdy or drunk on the offerings of the bar. While the music was of old Christmas carols as well as some smooth jazz. The hours spent with good memories and good moments between friends and a few kind strangers.

Wolfwood had just walked out of the saloon to light up a smoke. Where he looked up to see a sprig of mistletoe. His smile full of mischief as he inhaled on his cigarette. But soon he turned to notice that Retha had come looking for him. Her smile bright as she soon stood beside him. "Figures you'd take a moment to inhale more coffin nails. Seriously, Nicholas. I really would appreciate if you cut back on those things. Maybe think about it for the New Year?"

Wolfwood openly chuckled to breathe out the fogged smoke and shake his head at Retha. "These are one of the few reasons I haven't hanged your lover from the highest cliff. Or you for that matter. But I can think about it." Wolfwood takes another drag from his cigarette to then look up to the night sky. "Wish I could have been back home for Christmas. But maybe next year we can all visit the orphanage and help out for a week or two. Be that as it may. I would like to see to a holiday tradition. If you are up for it?"

Retha looked at Wolfwood with confusion. So he pointed up above his head to indicate the mistletoe. Which has Retha see it and blush. Her smile full of good humor to laugh and shake her head. "Honestly. You would want to make Vash crawl up the walls with jealousy. One of these days Vash is going to kneecap you for these kinds of stunts. And I will load the gun for him."

Wolfwood grinned before snubbing out his cigarette. Turning to fully face Retha and raise an eyebrow at her. "But you didn't tell me no. So should I keep my hopes up? Or light up again and get a blindfold?" Retha stepped forward to wrap her arms around Wolfwood and give him a deep kiss. Which he returned with gentle affection. The two soon breathless and grinning when they stepped back. Wolfwood soon lifted his hand to rub his thumb to Retha's nose. An old gesture as she wrinkled said nose at him. "Thanks for putting up with me, Retha."

Retha then turned Wolfwood around to lightly shove him back into the saloon. Which he laughed at to then go and get Vash to bring out to meet Retha outside. Which Vash was asking about and stopped mid sentence. His gaze going to Retha and how she had take those scant few seconds to wrap a red bow around her neck. Which Vash blushed at for Wolfwood to then point to the mistletoe. Which had Vash blush even harder before Wolfwood walked back into the saloon to leave them alone. So Retha held her arms open for Vash to step over and wrap his arms around her. His smile so full of love and joy when he lifted Retha off her feet. They spun in a circle once before Vash set her back onto her feet and gaze at her. His lips soon stealing her breath away with one deep kiss after the next. Until the two of them were gasping for air before Vash rested his forehead to hers and grinned. "My best gift of all time. I love you, sunbeam."

Retha hummed to rub noses with Vash. Her words so full of love and joy in turn as she wraped her fingers into his coat in the back. "Merry Christmas, Vash."

#trigun fanfiction #trigun fanfic #trigun fanfic drabble #fanfiction #vash the stampede x oc #Mistletoe Mischief #a fanfic for Christmas

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creepygnomeking · 10 months

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Trigunsona for me to make them kiss Vash

Ramsey Jasket

#trigun original character #trigun sona #trigun stampede #tristamp #vash the stampede #nicholas wolfwood #self insert #oc x canon #gnome's doodles

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