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he’s so cute i gotta write a little..teeheeeee …

18+!! warnings: somnophilia, drunk-ish sex (he’s faking being drunk-stupid so idk what to call it), plant-like genitalia (saw a post about his dick being in a slit, and he had TWO!! and hc about a scent he gives off when in heat and i got a little too..creative *grins*), nipple play (can you guys tell i like big pecs and men’s nipples!!), and almost getting caught, head/ oral (character receiving) and Gender neutral reader. sub vash + dom gunman (gun person?) reader.

AN: part two has been posted!

You had been traveling with Vash for a while now, joining his adventures after he had saved your ass from becoming swiss cheese by a couple of gang members that thought you were an easy target.

After that little incident, you paid him back by patching him up and helping him heal his injuries (although you didn’t need to do much, it seemed like they were already half healed by the time you had gotten the gauze).

However much you stick around, he tries to slip away so many times, it’s become a cycle. He gets into a fight, you help, he feels guilty and runs off, you find him and it repeats. No matter how many times you try to stick it through to him, he never truly believes that you’d want to stick around for the man who’s is famously called a ‘stampede’.

You had become friends with Meryl, Milly and Nicholas, joining the group as an extra set of hands for anything, you had a knack of learning things quickly, and you could easily defend yourself. Vash however, felt that he’d be endangering you, despite your strength and smarts, but he relented after you picked up a gun.

Tonight was another night alive after helping a town escape a tyrannical gang, so it was a night to celebrate. As you guys were served pint after pint, the group, including Meryl surprisingly, had become deliriously drunk, which had you herding them upstairs after Wolfwood started to argue with the patrons.

Turns out, Meryl had booked three rooms, two doubles and one single. Planning to take the single for yourself to save from having to deal with the aftercare of these drunks throwing up all over you or your bed.

The elevator pinged at the third floor, signaling your exit. After successfully dragging Vash out, you heard the click of two doors closing.

The single and a double.

Fuck.

That left your plan soiled, seeing as you had certain disastrous noodle haired man slumped against you, mumbling something about a favorite circular pastry of his.

Sighing, you unlocked the double bed room, only to find a room with a single XL twin bed in the corner, your head about to combust with how exhausted you were.

You pulled him in, looking around the room for a place to rest. He sat down on the bed, watching you with a drunken stupor and hazed eyes, take off your coat and roll up your sleeves, hoping that he didn’t require as much help or watch as Milly.

“..take….bed….” He mumbled.

You didn’t quite catch what he said, so you leaned in closer, taking off his glasses and folding them, placing them on the desk next to the bed.

“I didn’t hear that, what did you say?”

You grabbed the pitcher and poured him a cup of water, pressing it against his lips and tilting his chin up, encouraging him to drink before he spoke.

He kept his eyes on you the whole time, greedily gulping down the water.

Once he finished the class, you set it down onto the desk, sitting next to him.

“I said..you can take the bed, ‘n’ i’ll…i’ll find something..”

Furrowing your eyebrows, you shook your head and frowned, folding your arms over your chest as he smiled.

“Absolutely not, you’re drunk and the last thing i want is you wandering off into the city and something happening to you! You rest, i’ll watch you so you don’t suffocate on your own vomit.”

You ended up sharing the bed, and now was staring at the ceiling, a loose white shirt and your biker shorts on, Vash’s long limbs thrown over your body as the futile attempt at making a border was destroyed by him.

As much as you loved him -platonically you assured yourself - he was a tall man and took that space up, leaving you within his grasp as he wrapped himself around your body, his thigh thrown over yours, and his arms holding you close to his chest, his head resting on top of your chest.

After god knows how long you had been laying there, listening to his deep breaths and murmurings, you heard a small whimper from him, a sweet smell coming from him.

You couldn’t pinpoint what it was, but it smelled like a sweet syrup, or a yummy fruity cocktail, it’s honey like scent intriguing you.

Another whimper, yet this time his thigh tightened and his hips twitched forward, slightly grinding on you, the sweet scent growing stronger, making you slightly confused but curious.

Looking down at his face, you saw his eyebrows furrow together, his face otherwise peaceful. Chalking it up to the alcohol, you settle back into your pillow and close your eyes before you hear him moan your name softly, continuing to grind against your thigh, yet this time you felt a small mound press against the muscle, feeling the wetness slowly soak his underwear and your thigh, making you feel flustered.

“Vash…” You looked down and saw him squirming, hiding his face into your chest, his hand clutching the cloth.

He shivered and grinded against you once more, his slit dripping with arousal. You brushed his loose hair back, your thigh now throughly soaked. Testing the waters, you flexed your thigh and raised it slightly, earning a gasp and moan from Vash, his brows turning upwards as he settled into your thigh, now mumbling something about feeling nice and your name.

You were extremely horny right now, his actions and words driving you up the wall, with that sickly sweet scent stronger than ever. You slid your hand down to his waistband, your fingers slipping under them and finding the source of that slick sensation and sweet smell. You felt around, confused at the lack of an appendage but found a funny feeling slit. You pressed your fingers against it lightly and he shuddered. Jackpot.

Now in an unexplainable haze, you took your fingers and slid them into your mouth, the taste of his wetness sending shivers down your body, raising the heat between your legs. If this is how you felt just by tasting him, you couldn’t imagine how he felt right now.

After you managed to slip out of his grasp, you took off his boxers, softly gasping at the pretty sight before you: Vash on his back, his legs and arms sprawled out as his hair looked like a halo around his head, his chest rising and falling. But what especially caught your eye was the blue-toned slit between his thighs, leaking a sort of pinkish looking thick fluid, the source of that sweet smell that drove you so crazy.

Leaning down to lick it, you pressed your tongue against the whole slit first, his body jerking and he somehow still rested. Deciding to go further, you wrapped your arms around his thighs, laid onto your stomach and proceeded to lick, slurp and dip into his hole, his whines and whimpers growing by the second.

You heard him move around slightly, and looked up to see Vash staring back down at you, a desperate look in his eyes and he gasped and sighed with every poke and prod you made with your tongue. Feeling his hands slide into your hair, you continued to slurp all the leaky fluid from him, growing hungry for more of him. As you dipped your tongue slightly in, you were met with two appendages slowly coming out of his slit, their tips glowing with a bio-luminescent light, his legs twitching and shivering as they now stood tall in the night air.

Testing it, you licked the underside of one, a yelp coming from his mouth. Grinning, you watched it squirm by itself, the appendages shaped sort of like a tentacle, except girthier and rounded more at the tip. And it has a tip.

You stuck your tongue out, holding it against his squirming dicks and he let out a moan, his voice rising another octave. As if they had a mind of their own, they twisted and moved against your tongue, sliding up and down your mouth as his hips trembled and bucked, his head thrown back as he shivered and shook, cumming into your mouth as his orgasm ran through him, goosebumps covering his body.

Sucking off all you could, a knock at the door scared both of you out of our lustful hazes.

“Hey..,[F/N], Milly threw up…could you come help please?” Meryl’s voice rang through the door.

Sighing and sitting back in your knees, disappointed that you couldn’t keep eating him out, you responded.

“Yeah, I’ll be there in a minute, give me a sec.”

Leaning over a bright red Vash, you gripped his hip with one hand and kissed him, your mouth covered in the taste of his cum.

“I wanna continue this another time, okay pretty?” You softly said to him, brushing back his hair from his sweaty forehead. He looked up at you like you hung the stars and nodded, tugging down at your shirt.

You gave him another kiss, this time deep. Breaking away, you planted some kisses against his neck and stood up, fixing yourself in the mirror.

“I’ll be right back”

He stares at the door after you closed it behind yourself, bewildered at the past 30 minutes.

He couldn’t wait to get “drunk” again.

Vash the Stampede and his fun little glove 🌱

Nico Nico 🌱💨

[thinks about knives and vash for too long]

I just re read volume 10 of trimax why am I doing this to myself

Bleed

Live and Suffer

Stargaze

Blushing

HATE when someone creates a character that's 'doomed by the narrative' because. What. Dude YOU are the writer this is YOUR story can't you just like. Fucking change it

if i had a nickel for every time i had a favourite character who had long white hair, murdered the masses to destroy a 'rotten' world, had motifs of rebirth and butterflies/moths, had a homoerotic relationship with their closest underling, an alias referencing destruction, and had a parallel pseudo-sibling who constantly suicidally sacrificed themselves for 'the greater good' i would have two nickels- which isn't a lot but it's weird it happened twice right

G - A - N - G BABY LET ME B - A - N - G BABY‼️‼️

So we watched Desperado... And y'know.

have a vw + ww sketch dump that I’ve forgotten to post on here (second image referenced to @/nowfallc cosplay)

omg the first time you refer to Vash as your best friend?? stars and hearts in his eyes.

you're just casually talking to someone and they ask who he is. 'oh, him? he's my best friend. we've been traveling together for a while now.'

all he hears is 'my best friend' and there's a ringing in his ears, his eyes go big, he gets tears in the corner of them. he's never had a best friend before, and to hear you say that??

gall can you imagine the dramatic GASP he lets out when he hears it oh my lanta

it's opened the floodgates. he calls you his best friend any chance he gets now. 'oh her? that's my best friend!' 'my best friend is on the way. she's gonna beat you up.' 'i gotta get it, my best friend loves this kind of candy!' what a nerd.

Wedding Night

Save a thomas, ride a cowboy.

ough

Haha gay

Movie Night at the Saverems

V: Nai... you're probably the only one who would bring wine to an occasion like this

i think they should take turns cuddling for healing purposes

more doodles done over the months

marker doodles, im trying stuff out and seeing what sticks, kinda only like the first one tbh

sketchbook doodles throughout the months that i cant be bothered to complete, sorry for the long post and shit quality

i wanted to draw ww all bloody but he looked lonely so i made the trio, but now he kinda looks out of place, oh well, tis just a silly sketch. i guess they could be matching pfps. idk

a corpse is talking...

bonus alt colours:

congrats vashwood for being the first ship to make me draw romance, of a kind.

this is my first time drawing something like this, sorry if it sucks

dead or alive

just stay with me, lay with me now

Redraw of this