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30s | she/her | on that kiribaku/vashwood/satosugu train choo choo motherfuckers ๐Ÿš‚ ๐Ÿช @finalfrontierzine.bsky.social ๐Ÿค  @loveandlassos.bsky.social AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/CitrusVeins/

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"he who spat out the words of god from his cigarette burnt lungs" #trigun

02.11.2025 07:38 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 429    ๐Ÿ” 210    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 2    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

The way I am going to sink my teeth into this omg

31.10.2025 14:39 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 3    ๐Ÿ” 2    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Mission Log 06 by N. Wolfwood; status: Not So Bad. Docked at some nowhere station to top off fuel. Not much else here--just rust, sand, and people with their heads down. The kind of place you only stop because you don't have a choice. We didn't. Needle Noggin's been quiet since we landed. The kind of quiet that gets under your skin if you let it. He just stands near the ship, studying it like he's memorizing every seam. Not fixing anything. Just cataloguing details nobody else would care about. Normally, silence like this makes me itch. I'm used to noise. People pleading, bargaining, filling the air with words they don't mean. But him? He doesn't feel the need to explain himself. He just observes. Exists. The thing is, he exists like a man who's spent too long being told he shouldn't. Like every breath is on borrowed time, like the space he takes up is something he has to earn. It's there in the way he hunches his shoulders, the way he watches a room before he dares touch anything in it. And maybe that's why it hits different. Because when he does let himself just... be, the air settles around him in a way I can't explain. The hum of him being there feels different from anyone else's company. It's almost peaceful. (Yeah, I hate admitting that.) He's probably not even aware of it, but his presence steadies a place up. Even when he's not talking, not moving, it feels less like empty space and more like... Hell, I don't know. Something worth sharing. There's a part of me that wants to tell him to cut it out before I get too used to it. Don't need the kind of habit where silence feels better with someone else in it. But I didn't say a word. Fuel's topped, ship's ready. Nothing else to report.

Mission Log 06 by N. Wolfwood; status: Not So Bad. Docked at some nowhere station to top off fuel. Not much else here--just rust, sand, and people with their heads down. The kind of place you only stop because you don't have a choice. We didn't. Needle Noggin's been quiet since we landed. The kind of quiet that gets under your skin if you let it. He just stands near the ship, studying it like he's memorizing every seam. Not fixing anything. Just cataloguing details nobody else would care about. Normally, silence like this makes me itch. I'm used to noise. People pleading, bargaining, filling the air with words they don't mean. But him? He doesn't feel the need to explain himself. He just observes. Exists. The thing is, he exists like a man who's spent too long being told he shouldn't. Like every breath is on borrowed time, like the space he takes up is something he has to earn. It's there in the way he hunches his shoulders, the way he watches a room before he dares touch anything in it. And maybe that's why it hits different. Because when he does let himself just... be, the air settles around him in a way I can't explain. The hum of him being there feels different from anyone else's company. It's almost peaceful. (Yeah, I hate admitting that.) He's probably not even aware of it, but his presence steadies a place up. Even when he's not talking, not moving, it feels less like empty space and more like... Hell, I don't know. Something worth sharing. There's a part of me that wants to tell him to cut it out before I get too used to it. Don't need the kind of habit where silence feels better with someone else in it. But I didn't say a word. Fuel's topped, ship's ready. Nothing else to report.

๐Ÿช MISSION LOG #6 ๐Ÿš€

A moment of calm within the chaos of Vash and Wolfwood's lives, the eye of the storm if you will. For our two outlaws, peace is hard-won and sweet.

[ #Trigun ][ #Vashwood ][ #VW ][ #WV ]

24.10.2025 22:39 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 30    ๐Ÿ” 11    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

HAZEL ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ–ค You always make me smile. Thank you so much!

24.10.2025 20:15 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Oh~ What a pleasant surprise!

22.10.2025 23:30 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Mission Log 05 by V. Saverem; status: Bunkmates. We had to stay put on the freighter last night. Patrols were crawling the upper decks, so leaving the crew deck wasn't an option. Only problem was, Deck C was so full of freight overflow that the spare bunks were all storage now. Which left us with one option... One bunk. One bed. Wolfwood wasn't exactly thrilled. The second I suggested it, he shot me a look that could've peeled paint off the bulkhead. Called me three different names before dropping his bag hard enough to almost punch a hole in the floor. He insisted we draw a line down the middle, said if I so much as crossed it he'd shove me onto the deck. I wasn't going to argue. It's been a long time since l've had to share space like that and I know how uncomfortable close quarters can be even if only for a few hours. It's funny, though, how quickly you remember what it's like, not being entirely alone. You don't realize how empty the silence has been until it's broken, until it's suddenly filled again. Anyway, of course, Wolfwood kept up the act. Rolling his eyes, muttering about how I take up "too much damn room" and that I better not snore. (I don't!) But when the heater stuttered out halfway through the night, he shoved the blanket toward me. Said it was because my "teeth were chattering loud enough to wake the dead." If you ask me, that sounded a lot like concern! I couldn't really sleep, but... I didn't mind. The bed was small, the room colder than it should've been, and he never stopped grumbling under his breath every time either of us moved. Still, there's something steady in him. Reliable. A weight that grounds me, even when he's pretending to be irritated and I know he's pretending. I think, despite it all, this is the most rested l've been in awhile.

Mission Log 05 by V. Saverem; status: Bunkmates. We had to stay put on the freighter last night. Patrols were crawling the upper decks, so leaving the crew deck wasn't an option. Only problem was, Deck C was so full of freight overflow that the spare bunks were all storage now. Which left us with one option... One bunk. One bed. Wolfwood wasn't exactly thrilled. The second I suggested it, he shot me a look that could've peeled paint off the bulkhead. Called me three different names before dropping his bag hard enough to almost punch a hole in the floor. He insisted we draw a line down the middle, said if I so much as crossed it he'd shove me onto the deck. I wasn't going to argue. It's been a long time since l've had to share space like that and I know how uncomfortable close quarters can be even if only for a few hours. It's funny, though, how quickly you remember what it's like, not being entirely alone. You don't realize how empty the silence has been until it's broken, until it's suddenly filled again. Anyway, of course, Wolfwood kept up the act. Rolling his eyes, muttering about how I take up "too much damn room" and that I better not snore. (I don't!) But when the heater stuttered out halfway through the night, he shoved the blanket toward me. Said it was because my "teeth were chattering loud enough to wake the dead." If you ask me, that sounded a lot like concern! I couldn't really sleep, but... I didn't mind. The bed was small, the room colder than it should've been, and he never stopped grumbling under his breath every time either of us moved. Still, there's something steady in him. Reliable. A weight that grounds me, even when he's pretending to be irritated and I know he's pretending. I think, despite it all, this is the most rested l've been in awhile.

๐Ÿช MISSION LOG #5 ๐Ÿš€

The night is long, the freighter crew deck cold, and the one remaining bunk bed so very small ๐Ÿ˜Œ whatever will our spacefaring duo do?

[ #Trigun ][ #Vashwood ][ #VW ][ #WV ]

17.10.2025 19:01 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 21    ๐Ÿ” 7    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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ๆธฌ่ฉฆๆธฌ่ฉฆ

23.12.2023 07:50 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 265    ๐Ÿ” 147    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 2    ๐Ÿ“Œ 1
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My bad I forgot to post more of these ;D
A little banner I did for fun
#trigun

19.10.2025 20:48 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 232    ๐Ÿ” 99    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 2    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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ใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆใ‚’ๅ…ผใญใฆๅ…ˆใซใ“ใฃใกใซ่ผ‰ใ›ใ‚‹(็‰งๅฐ)

23.02.2024 17:08 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 146    ๐Ÿ” 72    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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LOOK AT THESE ABSOLUTE PRECIOUS BOYS!!!!! ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿงกโค๏ธ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿงกโค๏ธ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿงกโค๏ธ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿงกโค๏ธ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿงกโค๏ธ

#kirishima #bakugou #mha

15.10.2025 04:15 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 80    ๐Ÿ” 23    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 5    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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HAPPY NEW #TRIGUN DAY

10.10.2025 20:43 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 497    ๐Ÿ” 259    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 2    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

It has been such a joy and honour to work alongside @c-hrona.bsky.social for this fun Mission Log series! LOOK AT THE TALENT ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค

10.10.2025 16:15 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 11    ๐Ÿ” 4    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Mission Log 03 by N. Wolfwood; status: Coworkers. Had a cargo run lined up. Supposed to be simple: pick up a crate, drop it off, get paid. Nothing flashy, nothing loud. Needle Noggin's face lit up like he'd seen a damn miracle when he learned that the job was, in his words, "honest work." Figured even with him riding shotgun, we could make it through without incident. Soon as we dock, some jackasses show up. Bounty hunters. Not just some backwater gang, either; real guns, real numbers. I don't know how they keep catching wind of us, but it's not like my so-called co-captain looks exactly discreet. It should've been a slaughter. Outnumbered, outgunned, boxed in tight with no good cover. Was weighing how many of them l'd have to drop to get back to the ship. I would've handled it; been doing this long enough. Would've been messy though. Fatal for every bastard looking our way. But then there's him. Spikey moves like the bullets already told him where they're going. Fast, clean, precise. Every one of his shots finds its mark and takes the fight out of a man without taking his life. Buys us space without painting the walls red. By the time we punched back out into the black, nobody was dead. Not a one. Don't get me wrong. He's still a walking target. I swear the universe rearranges itself just to see how much trouble it can put him in. And now, by extension, me. But he's no amateur. So yeah. The job's botched, I'm down a payday, and our faces are probably plastered across two more systems after today. But he's still here, and so am I. He shoots straight when it counts. Not sure yet if that makes him more dangerous, or the only reason I'm still alive.

Mission Log 03 by N. Wolfwood; status: Coworkers. Had a cargo run lined up. Supposed to be simple: pick up a crate, drop it off, get paid. Nothing flashy, nothing loud. Needle Noggin's face lit up like he'd seen a damn miracle when he learned that the job was, in his words, "honest work." Figured even with him riding shotgun, we could make it through without incident. Soon as we dock, some jackasses show up. Bounty hunters. Not just some backwater gang, either; real guns, real numbers. I don't know how they keep catching wind of us, but it's not like my so-called co-captain looks exactly discreet. It should've been a slaughter. Outnumbered, outgunned, boxed in tight with no good cover. Was weighing how many of them l'd have to drop to get back to the ship. I would've handled it; been doing this long enough. Would've been messy though. Fatal for every bastard looking our way. But then there's him. Spikey moves like the bullets already told him where they're going. Fast, clean, precise. Every one of his shots finds its mark and takes the fight out of a man without taking his life. Buys us space without painting the walls red. By the time we punched back out into the black, nobody was dead. Not a one. Don't get me wrong. He's still a walking target. I swear the universe rearranges itself just to see how much trouble it can put him in. And now, by extension, me. But he's no amateur. So yeah. The job's botched, I'm down a payday, and our faces are probably plastered across two more systems after today. But he's still here, and so am I. He shoots straight when it counts. Not sure yet if that makes him more dangerous, or the only reason I'm still alive.

๐Ÿช MISSION LOG #3 ๐Ÿš€

Uh oh. Trouble follows our duo wherever they go... But they got each other's backs, no matter how dire the circumstances. They make quite a team, don't they? ๐Ÿค

[ #Trigun ][ #Vashwood ][ #VW ][ #WV ]

07.10.2025 19:23 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 23    ๐Ÿ” 9    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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24 HOUR SALE!

In honor of Trigun STARGAZE premiering at NYCC, Love & Lassos is BACK for 24 hours! If you missed your chance to preorder this zine or any of its merchandise, your time is now!

๐Ÿ”— loveandlassos.bigcartel.com

10.10.2025 15:02 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 16    ๐Ÿ” 15    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Limited time only! We are back for todayโ€”the holiest of daysโ€”for a 24 hour sale!

10.10.2025 16:14 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Mission Log 01 by N. Wolfwood; status: Partners In Crime. Picked up a stray today. Tall, blonde, wearing a stupid coat you could spot from orbit. Was standing there in the freighter bay, practically dislocating his arm trying to wave down pilots. Looked like an idiot over there with ships peeling out the second they saw him. Should've been my first clue. Figured maybe he had a credit problem. Maybe had a hygiene issue. Maybe both. But I've got fuel to burn, bills breathing down my neck, and he looked desperate enough to pay. Thought to myself, I've bunked with worse. How bad could it be? He offered me a fat stack for a ride out, no questions asked. That should've been my second clue. A few hours later, after outrunning a damn fleet of Federation vessels, I find out why nobody wanted him: the guy's wanted in six systems. Six. Charges ranging from property damage to "acts of planetary destabilization," whatever the hell that means. Could be propaganda. Could be he's just a magnet for chaos. His name's Vash. Vash. What kinda name is that? Thought about dumping him at the next port. Guy talks too much. Eats too much. Laughs at his own jokes. Too stupid to be the criminal mastermind his bounty makes him out to be. A bounty, I might add, that would pay off every credit I owe and then some. I ain't no saint. I considered turning him in. Right up until I found out I'm now wanted as an accomplice. Just for giving the guy a lift. No good deed goes unpunished or something like that. He's still paying, so I guess I'm stuck with him until I figure this shit out. Still keeping one hand close to the airlock controls. Just in case. And if he so much as leaves crumbs all over the cockpit again, I might actually use it.

Mission Log 01 by N. Wolfwood; status: Partners In Crime. Picked up a stray today. Tall, blonde, wearing a stupid coat you could spot from orbit. Was standing there in the freighter bay, practically dislocating his arm trying to wave down pilots. Looked like an idiot over there with ships peeling out the second they saw him. Should've been my first clue. Figured maybe he had a credit problem. Maybe had a hygiene issue. Maybe both. But I've got fuel to burn, bills breathing down my neck, and he looked desperate enough to pay. Thought to myself, I've bunked with worse. How bad could it be? He offered me a fat stack for a ride out, no questions asked. That should've been my second clue. A few hours later, after outrunning a damn fleet of Federation vessels, I find out why nobody wanted him: the guy's wanted in six systems. Six. Charges ranging from property damage to "acts of planetary destabilization," whatever the hell that means. Could be propaganda. Could be he's just a magnet for chaos. His name's Vash. Vash. What kinda name is that? Thought about dumping him at the next port. Guy talks too much. Eats too much. Laughs at his own jokes. Too stupid to be the criminal mastermind his bounty makes him out to be. A bounty, I might add, that would pay off every credit I owe and then some. I ain't no saint. I considered turning him in. Right up until I found out I'm now wanted as an accomplice. Just for giving the guy a lift. No good deed goes unpunished or something like that. He's still paying, so I guess I'm stuck with him until I figure this shit out. Still keeping one hand close to the airlock controls. Just in case. And if he so much as leaves crumbs all over the cockpit again, I might actually use it.

๐Ÿช MISSION LOG #1 ๐Ÿš€

Huh? We've received a transmission from deep space. A certain Mr. Wolfwood has documented a rather strange encounter... Let's keep an eye on him and his new companion!

(A story by @citrusveins.bsky.social & @c-hrona.bsky.social!)

[ #Trigun ][ #Vashwood ][ #VW ][ #WV ]

28.09.2025 16:31 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 53    ๐Ÿ” 24    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 2    ๐Ÿ“Œ 3
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MERCH SPOTLIGHT!!

These acrylic block standees are for all of our horse lovers! If that includes you, you can preorder yours at loveandlassos.bigcartel.com

Show your love to @lambswe3t.bsky.social for this lovely design!

23.09.2025 16:03 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 23    ๐Ÿ” 9    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 1
Digital procreate portrait / bust painting of Kacchan / Bakugou Katsuki from Boku no Hero Academia / My Hero Academia. The image shows Kacchan's face, and he is looking up to the left and squinting. His mouth is open, teeth on show and his tongue sticking out. Dressing in his future pro hero costume.

Digital procreate portrait / bust painting of Kacchan / Bakugou Katsuki from Boku no Hero Academia / My Hero Academia. The image shows Kacchan's face, and he is looking up to the left and squinting. His mouth is open, teeth on show and his tongue sticking out. Dressing in his future pro hero costume.

I've been missing Kacchan and the BNHA days a lot recently. Plus, I've always fancied trying my hand at referencing Horikoshi's rendering so killing two birds with one stone here.

Forever The Character.

#bnha #kacchan #bakugou

23.09.2025 20:11 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 663    ๐Ÿ” 236    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 11    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
A contributor intro graphic showing off a full-color panel of a comic. In it, Vash and Wolfwood are shaking hands, Vash smiling as bright as his red coat while Wolfwood side-eyes the viewer, lit cig in mouth. The graphic reads: Straw (SFW Artist) Share with us a space-themed Vashwood thought: Wolfwood is the powerful force of a dying star destined to collapse under the weight of his sins to Vash's extraterrestrial anomaly of compassion in a universe that has fallen into chaos... Or something like that... Yea... Socials strawberrycartt on Tumblr and Instagram; strawberrycart on X.

A contributor intro graphic showing off a full-color panel of a comic. In it, Vash and Wolfwood are shaking hands, Vash smiling as bright as his red coat while Wolfwood side-eyes the viewer, lit cig in mouth. The graphic reads: Straw (SFW Artist) Share with us a space-themed Vashwood thought: Wolfwood is the powerful force of a dying star destined to collapse under the weight of his sins to Vash's extraterrestrial anomaly of compassion in a universe that has fallen into chaos... Or something like that... Yea... Socials strawberrycartt on Tumblr and Instagram; strawberrycart on X.

๐Ÿช CONTRIBUTOR INTRO #26 ๐Ÿš€

On mission support for our SFW team: @strawberrycart.bsky.social ๐Ÿ“ Straw captures the quintessential Vash and Wolfwood dynamic in comics and illustrations. They're silly and cute, get into trouble together, and look so good doing it!

[ #Trigun ][ #Vashwood ][ #VW ][ #WV ]

23.09.2025 22:01 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 42    ๐Ÿ” 16    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 1
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I just know Modern AU Wolfwood guzzles these

24.09.2025 16:54 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 34    ๐Ÿ” 16    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 3    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
the strong female characters that inspire me!! its mothra and the t rex from OG jurassic park and the queen alien xenomorph from aliens! GOOD FRIENDS! ROLE MODELS! ICONS!!! IF YOU CAN DREAM IT YOU CAN DO IT!!!

the strong female characters that inspire me!! its mothra and the t rex from OG jurassic park and the queen alien xenomorph from aliens! GOOD FRIENDS! ROLE MODELS! ICONS!!! IF YOU CAN DREAM IT YOU CAN DO IT!!!

it's important to have role models!!!

24.09.2025 13:28 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1967    ๐Ÿ” 454    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 30    ๐Ÿ“Œ 15
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And I'll keep running

#art #fanart #trigun

23.09.2025 19:42 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 119    ๐Ÿ” 43    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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close up of wolfwood's sweet face in three-quarters profile, what a blessing. his usual blush sits high on his cheekbones. having just woken up from fighting ninelives, he has several bandages on his face and is wearing a loose hospital gown; the viewer's eye is drawn to the barely-there enticing dip at the base of his neck. his mouth is frowning, pinched, though no longer in annoyance but a sense of being unsure. his eyes are soft which give his expression a heartaching complexity. gaze vulnerable, he looks thoughtful and conflicted as vash thanks him for killing to save the colony, and guilty and relieved in this moment of honest connection with vash. there is, perhaps, an undercurrent of fearful yearning for this gratitude and forgiveness. from trimax omnibus vol. 1 ch. 19 FAMILIES (trimax tankลbon vol. 3 ch. 6)

close up of wolfwood's sweet face in three-quarters profile, what a blessing. his usual blush sits high on his cheekbones. having just woken up from fighting ninelives, he has several bandages on his face and is wearing a loose hospital gown; the viewer's eye is drawn to the barely-there enticing dip at the base of his neck. his mouth is frowning, pinched, though no longer in annoyance but a sense of being unsure. his eyes are soft which give his expression a heartaching complexity. gaze vulnerable, he looks thoughtful and conflicted as vash thanks him for killing to save the colony, and guilty and relieved in this moment of honest connection with vash. there is, perhaps, an undercurrent of fearful yearning for this gratitude and forgiveness. from trimax omnibus vol. 1 ch. 19 FAMILIES (trimax tankลbon vol. 3 ch. 6)

24.09.2025 23:20 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 78    ๐Ÿ” 37    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 3    ๐Ÿ“Œ 1
Painting of Shouto as a woman in a tight red and white dress. She has long hair that she's holding out to the sides. Her legs are crossed as she's sitting on a ledge. The background behind her is dark. Sparks fly around her head.

Painting of Shouto as a woman in a tight red and white dress. She has long hair that she's holding out to the sides. Her legs are crossed as she's sitting on a ledge. The background behind her is dark. Sparks fly around her head.

I'm still thinking about Fem!Shouto. We could have had it all.

#ArlowArts #BNHA #Todoroki

24.09.2025 13:04 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 235    ๐Ÿ” 76    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 7    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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roulette #trigun #vw #wv

21.09.2025 21:18 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 390    ๐Ÿ” 164    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 12    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Artwork "Saturn devouring his son" but with a "I consent!" sticker placed on where the dead body's head would be.

Artwork "Saturn devouring his son" but with a "I consent!" sticker placed on where the dead body's head would be.

20.09.2025 04:03 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 13740    ๐Ÿ” 5617    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 33    ๐Ÿ“Œ 59
A graphic reading "Mission Complete", illustrated by Chrona. It features Wolfwood amidst a pile of books and movies, novel in hand, headset with music on. Vash is pulling him in for a kiss on the cheek, clearly happy to be home. (And yes, the book in Wolfwood's hands is "This Is How You Lose The Time War" by Amal El-Mohtar & Max Gladstone.)

A graphic reading "Mission Complete", illustrated by Chrona. It features Wolfwood amidst a pile of books and movies, novel in hand, headset with music on. Vash is pulling him in for a kiss on the cheek, clearly happy to be home. (And yes, the book in Wolfwood's hands is "This Is How You Lose The Time War" by Amal El-Mohtar & Max Gladstone.)

๐Ÿช MISSION COMPLETE ๐Ÿš€

Good work folks! ๐ŸŽ‰ Vash has returned from an afternoon of errands and - miracle of miracles - he isn't being chased by Federation forces (yet). Perfect conditions to catch him up on all these recs and many a kiss, of course ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿ’—

[ #Trigun ][ #Vashwood ][ #VW ][ #WV ]

21.09.2025 16:33 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 60    ๐Ÿ” 23    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 1

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