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greetingfromthedead · 2 months

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Tempest Wind Masterlist

Through a destined meeting, Vash found you, a lost soul much like himself, under the weirdest of circumstances, and he made a promise to follow you across any desert. That turns out to lead both of you down a path of self-discovery, love, and hurt. Vash's unlucky shadow drives the two of you from one crisis to the next, but there's nothing you can't overcome together.

Tempest Wind is a 18+ Vash x F!Reader fic with some spice, some gore, a bit of action and a lot of fluff, for added flavor there's angst too ofc.

The rating of 18+ comes mainly from the occasional dark themes and not so much of the smuttiness (as those parts are labeled and can be skipped without it really affecting the story).

NB: The content is mostly Trimax canon-typical violence/gore/themes, but I give warnings and summaries for the heavier chapters and smut so you can skip them if you want!

Tags/CW below the cut!

Tags/CW: Romance, Fluff, Angst, Action, Adventure, Slow Burn, Hurt, Emotional Baggage, Reader-Insert, badass female character, Eventual Smut, Healing, Immortality, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Implied/Referenced suicide, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con, powers, Mentions of impregnation, Medical Inaccuracies, Medical Experimentation, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Canon-Typical Violence, Gun Violence, Blood and Violence, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Established Relationship, Pre-Relationship, Friends to Lovers, Pining, Tragedy, Protectiveness, Pre-Canon, Canon Universe, Injury, Not Beta Read, POV Alternating, Tenderness, Illnesses, Scars, Mental Breakdown, Mental Health Issues, Caretaking, During Canon, Creature Vash, Angel Vash, Body Horror, Body Worship, i'm shit at tagging, idk what im doing

COMPLTETED: 84 Chapters / 165k words

C1: In Death

C2: Tracking Through the Desert

C3: Acts of Kindness

C4: Night Watch

C5: Birdbrain

C6: A Heavy Heart

C7: Midnight Run

C8: Odd Job

C9: A Wild Beast

C10: Wounds

C11: Laundry Day

C12: Language of Flowers

C13: Unlocked Horrors

C14: Sweet as Sugar

C15: Resemblance of Normality

C16: Taking Out the Trash

C17: Unfamiliar Experiences

C18: Moving On

C19: A Gut Feeling

C20: Gods and Angels

C21: Perfect Morning

C22: Renewed Conviction

C23: Dusty Memory

C24: Unexpected Visitors

C25: Guardian Angel

C26: Calamity J

C27: Playing Doctor

C28: Otherworldly Lullaby

C29: Patchwork

C30: Burn

C31: Towards New Horizons

C32: Stormy Emotions

C33: Tempest

C34: Desert Night

C35: Mayfly of Love

C36: Sign of Appreciation

C37: Plotting

C38: Execution

C39: Hands

C40: Storm Clouds

C41: Truth Unfurled

C42: Ray of Hope

C43: Lucky

C44: Sandstorm

C45: Back in a Lab

C46: Signals

C47: Glimpse of the Past

C48: Nature of Your Being

C49: Irises

C50: Frozen Dream

C51: Spring

C52: Worship

C53: Breakfast

C54: Experimented

C55: United Again

C56: Rest of Eternity

C57: Subject 0325

C58: Project HUMAN

C59: Comfort in Knowledge

C60: First Day of the Future

C61: Puzzle Pieces

C62: Day and Night

C63: Daylight Robbery

C64: Journey to December

C65: Snatchers

C66: Last Calm Breaths

C67: Dark Underworld

C68: Rescue Mission

C69: A Bloody Demon

C70: Time Catches Up

C71: Blame

C72: On to the Next Crisis

C73: Last Night

C74: Goodbye

C75: Fragments

C76: Talk of Love and Peace

C77: Uncanny Valley

C78: Lover's Face

C79: Ghost of You

C80: Happy Birthday

C81: A Paradise for You and Me

C82: Breaking of a Will

C83: Life and Death

C84: Epilogue

Demo Chapters modified into oneshots:

Womanizer - confined spaces affects Vash in a strange way and he has turned on his charm to try and seduce you.

Perfect Morning - domestic fluff, intimacy, mild smuttiness, shy Vash

Festivities - delusional bliss on an unfamiliar planet with weird traditions, ice skating and sweet Vash

Burn - basically smuttiness with little actual plot

Desire - no plot, just porn. Often the quiet and shy ones surprise you...

Happy Birthday - You find yourself on a furry side quest and it turns into a very special birthday celebration that Vash puts on for you.

You can also read it on other platforms: AO3! Wattpad! Quotev!

Check out my other stuff: MASTERLIST.

#Tempest Wind #Trigun

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smalldogcodes · 4 months

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Small Dog 4

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This is my little doggo, Charcoal! They are fucked up in so many ways....

This one might even be smaller than my previous "smallest dog", Nuclear! Look at that fruit! It's so much bigger than they are!

#wobbledogs #smalldogcodes

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skania · 9 months

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Hello this is regarding your timeline post and how you wanted more accurate times so I hope this helps and makes sense.

In chapter 31 after the reality show ends Aqua and Akane are seen at the after party were Aqua and Kaburagi then go outside he tells Aqua if he would like to go eat sushi next week to give some info about Ai. In chapter 33 we see them at the sushi spot talking about Ai , in chapter 34 while there we see he reached out to Mem about a concert that would take place the next month. In chapter 39 the concert ends with Aqua saying him and Akane will meet soon to take pictures. The time between chapter 30 to 40 would be about 5 weeks. In chapter 41 Ruby says it's been 4 months since the concert so now it's been 5 months together. As for the Love Now production in chapter 41 Melt also says how it's been 9 months since the end of Sweet Today and Kaburagi tells Aqua about the reality show the same day Sweet Today ends. For chapters 81 to 94 it's about 6 months. In chapter 81 Mem says how the subscriber count is 360,000 then in chapter 94 Mem says how their subscriber count was around 300,000 six months ago and how its now close to one million(970,000) now and how Ruby's break through in the past half year has been spectacular.

So it would be accurate how you said they dated for 2 years.

That's perfect anon, thank you so much for your hard work!

I thought there may be a few weeks between c81 and c94 not counted in Mem's "it's been half a year" comment, but the subscriber number does seem to imply it's truly just been a 6 month skip. Thanks for pointing that out, anon!

I'll update the post with the references you provided!

#onk asks convos #thanks anon!!#aquakane asks

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princessofguineapigs · 2 years

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Punished | Charlie Puth

warnings: male sub, spanking, and no real intro because I don't feel like it

You pulled his briefs down and exposed his ass while he braced himself on his knees and elbows. His balls hung down, tempting you to carry the punishment beyond spanking his ass.

"Remember your safe word?" you asked.

"Yes," he assured you. "Don't hold back."

You spanked his ass hard several times, getting harsher with each slap. Charlie stayed mostly quiet except for a few soft groans.

You paused and he begged for more.

Your small hand slapped his ass sharply. You continued to spank him severely until both cheeks were red.

Then, you wound your arm back for one final spank. And slapped him across the balls.

Charlie yelped, but didn't say his safe word. You noticed a drop of precum underneath him on the mattress.

Good. He was still turned on.

You guided Charlie to lay on his back and brought out your dildo. His dick was rock hard against his abs and he tensed in anticipation.

"I need you to get this ready for me," you said holding up the toy. "Open your mouth."

Charlie was obedient and willing to slurp down the fake cock, taking it deep in his throat. He slid the plastic in and out of his mouth, getting it wet. It was super erotic watching your toy between his open lips. His thick, pink tongue laved over it until it was coated in his spit.

You took it from him and eased the lubed dildo into your cunt. Your pussy lips split apart to accommodate the large toy. Charlie watched in awe. Your pussy looked so swollen taking the fake cock.

You fucked yourself with it hard and deep until you orgasmed with it all the way inside you. Charlie was whimpering and tugging on his own dick the whole time. He blew his load watching your orgasm face.

@highratedkudi @strngengh2brk @iboop @anyway-i-love-you @violetsandfluff @violetdavidson @akdsims @crabat-the-queen @lava-spider @charlieputhsarmpithair @aflacgoose21 @siidewalks @madybeth21 @indi-lily @marvelobsessedteen @steve-harringtons-slut @smoo00shybear @sweetberry47 @meetmyothersouls @mcushvft @eminemspube @c-c81 @fishingirl12 @miserya99

#charlie puth

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ficklefancy · 5 years

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The Raincoats - Shouting Out Loud (C81 side 2 track 1) from the C81 Owner's Manual

#The Raincoats #zine #pin #graphic design

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defconprime · 2 years

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Skybox TOS Season Two trading card number C81, "I, Mudd," 1998.

#star trek tos #star trek cards #harry mudd

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gimmeahumandrama · 2 years

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ㅤㅤ— Пані, ми так довго чекали. Чому Її Величність імператриця не захотіла вийти з паланкіну? Чому не захотіла побачитися з вами і чому повернула ваше саше? Що вона хотіла сказати цими діями?.. ㅤㅤ— Сестра робить це заради мене. Вона не хоче, щоб мене втягнули в цю ситуацію. Я знаю, що вона досі турбується про мене. ㅤㅤ— Пані, ви холодно обійшлися з дружиною Юй. Це заради того, щоб вберегти її від проблем? ㅤㅤ— Так. ㅤㅤ— Дружина Юй зрозуміє вас. ㅤㅤ— Так, вона зрозуміє.

#the legend of ruyi #ruyi's royal love in the palace #ulanara ruyi #легенда про жуї #дорами українською #ep81 #c81

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c-40 · 2 years

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A-T-2 231 NME Cassettes

There's a new book been published called Whatever Happened To The C86 Kids? (yawn!) C86 was a cassette put out by the New Musical Express in 1986, 5-years after the C81 cassette. To obtain the cassette you cut out and collected the tokens in the NME then sent them to an address with a small amount of cash and a stamped addressed envelope. The copy on the Facebook ad goes "C86 was the sound and ethos that defined a generation. It was arguably the point in which 'indie' was born. The responses to this are really entertaining and I completely agree with them

A common criticism of C86 is after it the term 'Indie' became synonymous with twee Jangle Pop by white kids, so it had a reductive effect and pushed out more interesting music that was also being released independently. What doesn't get mentioned is the enormous success of The Smiths, who release The Queen Is Dead in 1986, and how they contribute to 'indie' becoming shorthand for jangle pop. The NME was in love with The Smiths, The Queen Is Dead was voted NME's greatest album of all time. The Smiths label Rough Trade later released C86 as an LP

"Birth of Indie? First Indie chart was 1979. "Where's Captain Kirk?" by Spizzenergi was number 1.

Up to 86 or so it was a broad church of sounds and styles [...] am I the only one who thinks the term was misappropriated?"

People took offence at the claim it was the point at which indie was born, it's a misleading claim, it's the point 'indie' is understood to mean jangle pop was born

"It seemed to me it later became a term for a very narrow conservative style"

Something similar happened earlier in this year when in an interview for the Guardian he claimed to have accidentally invited trip-hop, Coldcut responded by pointing out he used to buy Ninja Tune records from them way before then... why let the facts get in the way of a story, especially if you're pedalling some product...

Another criticism is it wasn't as interesting or varied as the original C81 cassette which, astonishingly, came out in 1981 and covered a whole range of post-punk and new wave music, I've shared the some of the bands on here, Scritti Politti, The Beat, Cabaret Voltaire, D.A.F., Essential Logic...

"Never heard of it. I had C81 but was NME still even a credible paper in '86?"

"Why does C81 never get a mention?"

My microblog is called C40 in recognition of these two cassettes and as I'm focusing on music from this time period, 40-years-ago. I own C81 and C86 and much prefer C81... this blog is about variety and in that light why do none of the other NME cassettes get a mention?

Before I forget Simon Reynolds has written about C86 a lot, I kind of agree with his take here

C81 (Copy 001) was produced in conjunction with Rough Trade Records and features artists Rough Trade were distributing in the UK at the time but the NME released another cassette in 1981 called Dancin' Master (NME 001.) Dancin' Master was as varied as C81 but it also included two edited tracks from Sugar Hill records alongside the new wave, no wave, power pop, and reggae

1982, and that's what we're interested in here, Jive Wire (NME 002) carries on from the previous two cassettes moving away from post-punk as popular music was. Like the previous cassettes it's a mixture of exclusives and current releases from artists labels are trying to push

Dub mix of Thompson Twins' In The Name Of Love only found on Jive Wire, I think

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Jive Wire has a brilliant tracklisting, Suicide, Gill Scott-Heron, Black Uhuru, The Gun Club, The Beat

NME 003 was a classic Stax Records compilation, by 1982 Stax wasn't releasing new music, owners of the Stax back catalogue Fantasy Records were repackaging and reissuing

Mighty Reel (NME 004) picks up from Jive Wire, Elvis Costello, Haircut 100, Kid Creole, Weekend, Brother "D" with Collective Effort, The Honeymoon Killers, BEF and Billy Mackenzie, Mari Wilson, King Sunny Ade, Ornette Coleman, Robert Wyatt, Virginia Astley, Rockers Revenge, Fun Boy Three, Liaisons Dangereuses, Cabaret Voltaire, Yello, and...

UB40 - Forget The Cost. Mickey Dread mix exclusive to this cassette. This mix is all about what we get after 3m50s. I wish there was a better recording of it uploaded to YouTube

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Michael Smith - Trainer, produced by Dennis Bovell and Linton Kwesi Johnson

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NME 005 was a 60s soul/funk/blues/jazz compilation in conjunction with Charly Records the big re-issue label

#1982 #NME #cassettes #C81 #C86 #jive wire #thompson twins #mighty reel #ub40 #Michael smith #synth pop #reggae #dub #everyday #80s music #record collector

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movedifferent · 28 days

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Yesido Magnetic Car Phone Holder Rotatable 360°Mini Strip Shape Stand

Type: Car Holder Features: Magnetic Has Speaker: No Compatible Brand: Universal Charger: No Model Number: Yesido C82 C83 C81 Brand Name: yesido Origin: Mainland China Color: Black ,Silver ,Gery Feature 1: Yesido Round Plate Magnetic Car Phone Holder Feature 2: Magnetic Phone Holder , Magnetic Car Holder Feature 3: Car phone holder, phone car holder Feature 4: Smartphone Phone Holder…

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greetingfromthedead · 11 days

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C81: A Paradise for You and Me

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Series Rating: 18+ / Explicit

Chapter: 81/84

Words: 1.8k

No particular warnings for this chapter.

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Vash can't turn back anymore, this is it, he's on the verge of determining his future. He is about to lay his life on the line to save his brother and keep him from destroying humanity. He has to make him see. He knows his twin, the views he has, the beliefs he holds. But he has to do this. There is no other option, he has to succeed.

With every step he takes, the distant echo of music becomes louder—the old and familiar melody, his own fingers remembering every keystroke to accompany him. The way they used to sit together by the piano and play—two halves of the same coin. Side by side. Back to back. Is there any hope of ever returning to that?

What does it mean to save his brother? Vash still doesn't have the answer, his time spent with Wolfwood made him see things in a strange light, the hopelessness of the situation seeping deeper into his bones. Still, he is grateful for the assassin sent to escort him to July, and while they had their differences, he started to consider the strange man a friend.

The melody, last heard in Jeneora Rock before the tragedy, sounds from behind the large metal door. So clear are the notes, and he can imagine the figure playing them all too well. Vash's loaded gun weighs heavily in its holster, his fingers are drawn to it, only to lightly touch the handle. He will not kill. Never again. But he might have to use it. Somehow, he has to make his brother listen and understand.

The doors open to the large hall, across from which sits Millions Knives. The room is filled with echoing music as the hooded figure doesn't react to his arrival. Vash steps closer, into the circle formed by the petrified figures of their sisters. With sadness stinging in his heart, he walks closer to his brother, halting in the middle of the room. The last note played lingers uncomfortably in the air as Knives stops and straightens up without turning to his brother. Vash's eyes travel up from the silvery hood onto the Plant standing above the piano. She is frozen in a moment of agony, the pain she felt as she screamed out for help, is preserved in that expression.

"She was killed in the early days. I keep her here as a reminder." Knives says sorrowfully.

"You've got to understand. The humans are not exploiting them because they want to," Vash tries to reason.

The other twin lets out a deep sigh. "What did you come here for?"

"I'm taking their Plant back from you," Vash thinks back to what happened in Jeneora Rock. "Not just that. All the robberies were you, weren't they? Admit it! It was you, Nai!"

"You'd dare accuse me? All I've done is rescue our brethren from the confines of mankind's oppression." Knives still hasn't turned around to even look at his brother.

"Nai, they're not evil!" Vash's voice gets more urgent with every step he takes closer to his brother. "We can coexist! I kno-"

"SILENCE!" Knives cuts him off with a roar. "Your stanching defense of humanity is no act of love. It's an attempt to make up for the crash that you caused all those years ago."

Vash is shaken, the breath catching in his throat. His eyes widen in recognition and in fear that his brother might be right.

"No matter how much good you try to atone, they'll never forgive you. No matter how much you fool yourself, in their eyes, you will always be a monster." His words continue to cut like blades into Vash's soul.

"I know humans make sacrifices in order to survive, but they're trying to move forward. I wanna believe in them." He does, even if for a part of him, Nai's words ring true, he desires nothing more than to support and help everyone, to see the planet thrive, both the humans and Plants.

"I pity you, brother. Your mind is not well." Knives' voice lowers, a sadness creeps into it, yet he still hasn't turned to look at his twin.

"Don't be sad." A different voice captures Vash's attention, his head whips over to the right, and from behind the base of one of the Plants, he catches a glimpse of white. But he doesn't have to see the figure, the voice is unmistakable. The words get stuck in him as he watches you step out into the open, yet you aren't looking at him. You are covered in a one piece layer, much like Knives; the Plant markings on the garment are blue, like the irises in Luida's biodome. Over it, you wear a sheer gown similar to a dress, it reaches the ground with slits on both sides up to your hips. Silvery sheaths decorate your thighs, and he is mesmerized.

Without a single glance towards Vash, you head to his bother and sit on the corner of the bench, your body facing the still frozen man in red. He watches your left arm reach over Knives' back as you lean closer and give him a form of hug. You lay your head on his shoulder.

"You only want what's best. No more violence, just peace. A wonderful world, a paradise." Your voice is so silky and smooth, a smile turning the corners of your lips upwards. Your embrace looks so tender, one he has felt many times before, yet it seems like a lifetime ago. Vash remains staring as you let go of his brother and finally turn your attention to him.

Without a shadow of a doubt, it is you, he has found you again. He's enchanted as his legs step forward while you stand up again to walk towards him, your hand reaching out, palm up, inviting him to take it.

"Don't you want it too? A world filled with love and peace. Don't you want to spend the rest of our lives there together? Wouldn't you want to live together with me in Eden? No more pain, no more violence. Just us." You sound so hopeful as you approach him. Your words cloud his mind, they shake his conviction. There is nothing he would like more than to spend eternity with you in Paradise, but he knows it can't be in a world of Knives' making. Still, his hand reaches for yours involuntarily, so close to touching your fingers with his. He looks into your eyes, and the fire is gone. The blaze that brought him warmth even during the frostiest of desert nights is missing. You look cold and empty, this isn't the real you. It might be your body, but your mind is somewhere else, much like when you were sick.

"My Iris..." he chokes back the pain. "What happened?"

"What do you mean, love?" Your voice still sounds kind, but now he can't unsee the lack of your passion and soul. "I chose a side. I am not human, they tortured me, they did horrible things to me, they cast me out. So I found my family in you. I choose you."

You stand before him, a hand caressing his cheek that has missed your touch for months. Every fiber of his being is drawn in. He wants to crash into you, hold you in his embrace, and never again let go. But his body is frozen, and his heart knows the truth.

"I desire no more violence. No more pain. Everyone deserves to live without fear. I choose to eliminate the monsters and live in a perfect little world of our own making. I need you. I want you. Choose us. Choose your family." Your lips have moved so close to his ear, they whisper the last plea against his skin. "Pick me over humanity."

"You wouldn't say that." He sighs, ripping himself from the beautiful dream. "This isn't you. It's a lie."

It has been months, and you might be different, but Vash recognizes the movement of your body instantly. He jumps backwards, just as your blades would have cut him. The jagged, silvery weapons look like the knives his brother conjures. They glint in your hands as you take your stance, the purpose of the slits in your dress is evident as soon as you attack him. Your movements are as fast as ever as you try to kick and slash at him. Vash deflects your limbs, barely keeping up. He has seen you fight enough times to recognize the patterns, and to his luck, he is just a touch faster and stronger.

"Iris! Wake up!" He calls out to you right after dodging your knife slashing past his face. "This isn't you! I am so sorry!"

Your face is cold and emotionless, there is neither love nor malice in it. You are simply a machine fulfilling its purpose.

"Iris! Come back! I am so so sorry!" He twirls away from you after getting hit in the side by your leg. "It's my fault! I should have found you quicker! I made a promise, and I failed you!"

He is reminded of Rollo, he too needed his help. Vash had made a promise and broken it.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to lie!" He continues to plead as the fight slowly escapes his body, "I meant to protect you!"

Wolfwood's words echo in his mind. He really didn't mean to fail you or anyone else, he never makes empty promises. Just like you, he doesn't make promises he has no intention of keeping, but just like with the little boy, things he couldn't foresee took his opportunity to keep his word away from him. He can't fight you anymore, his limbs become heavy with his heart, yet you don't seem to relent at all.

You smack him in the face with your elbow, and he jumps back, only to stumble and fall. How can he get up again if it's you he is up against? His failure looking back at him. This is his fault—another boulder in his burden of guilt. You are here like this because of him. Not just because of whatever happened in Edwards, but because he loves you. If he hadn't found you in that coffin, if he had left you alone like you wanted in the first place, you probably wouldn't be here.

He looks up at you towering over him, your hands with the knives hanging to either side. It's not a stance to attack, but he knows that you will. His hands reach up to touch yours, and his blue eyes look like wells, pleading for you to see him.

"Iris... please..." He isn't even sure what he begs for. He can't ask you to forgive him, he doesn't deserve that. He can't ask you to return to him, he doesn't deserve that either. "Sweet Pea."

As he looks into your eyes, he notices the flicker of recognition, and he takes your forearms into his hands as he kneels before you, a smile appearing on his face as your gaze warms.

"Red..." your face softens, and he sees his Iris again. But this doesn't last, as his brother's blades obstruct his view. A splatter of blood hits his face as his eyes focus on the sight before him.

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#tempest wind #fanfic #fanfiction #writing #Trigun #trigun stampede #tristamp #Humanoid Typhoon #vashxreader #vash x reader #x reader #plant boi #Vash the Stampede

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