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Behind him he hears their mark howling with laughter, rattling the table as he pounds it in glee.
"You sure got a way with the girls, huh!?"
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- Part 3 of Kiss Meme Requests
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06 Jun 2026
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“I was thinking,” Wolfwood starts, then stops. His tongue suddenly feels leaden. He’s squeezing his own knuckles, but he doesn’t realise until Vash’s non-prosthetic fingers crawl their way between his palms. Exhaling, Wolfwood loosens his grip and lets his hand slot against Vash’s instead, closes his eyes. “Sorry. I swear nothing’s wrong, it’s just—weird for me.”
“Take your time,” Vash murmurs. Wolfwood manages a smile.
“I—want you to fuck me?”
When Vash doesn’t say anything right away, Wolfwood opens his eyes. He’s met with a raised eyebrow and a slight birdlike head tilt, a little cute, even if the lack of enthusiasm sort of worsens the dewy palms issue. It’s worse because Vash is holding onto him with the hand that can feel sweat, and of course it’s as dry and cool as ever, steady and firm where their fingers interlock.
“Sure,” is what Vash finally says. “How do you want me to do it?”
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Wolfwood decides to take a different stance on a long-held boundary around penetration, so he and Vash work their way through it.
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Bottom Wolfwood Week day two: Sex Toys
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06 Jun 2026
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“Whatever you want,” Vash admits. “I figured we could just make out a while and pass out, or…”
His gaze flits, involuntarily, to his nightstand. This is his room, after all, as close as he gets to a proper home in this place. It’s been a very long time since Vash has felt comfortable enough with somebody to bring them here—much less show himself to them—but Wolfwood is, he’s just different in a way that Vash isn’t sober enough to articulate. He protected Vash’s home, he stuck around to help with the cleanup. It’s possible he’s here under false pretenses, possible that he was sent to find Vash in the first place by Vash’s brother; he’d have to be an idiot not to consider that.
But like the knowledge that he probably shouldn’t do this, all rational thought around Wolfwood and his origins have flown out the window right now. All Vash can think about is how much he wants this, and wants Wolfwood, and if the way Wolfwood’s looking at him, eyes hazy and warm, lower lip drawn between his teeth, is any indication—he wants it too.
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Vash and Wolfwood celebrate making contact with the Earth Federation in their own way.
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06 Jun 2026
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Take Me For A Ride by auroralightss
Fandoms: Trigun (Anime & Manga 1995-2008), Trigun Stampede (Anime 2023)
01 Oct 2024
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“Spikey,” Wolfwood responds, and snorts. Vash lets out another huff, indignant this time, but before he can grouse, Wolfwood comes over to where he’s still seated on the bed, propping a knee on the mattress and smoothing his hands along Vash’s shoulders. The touch makes him shiver, even through his shirt, Wolfwood is so warm. Gentle, too, when they’re like this. He pretends not to be—as if he thinks he isn’t capable of it—but the truth couldn’t be more evident.
Vash lifts his hands, and hesitates before he can rest them at the curve of Wolfwood’s waist. He has an easier time touching when he knows Wolfwood is going to take charge, which almost makes him feel guilty. Just expressing interest must have been difficult enough, given Wolfwood’s reservations around any kind of intimacy at all. The thought is enough to spur Vash into action, flattening his palms and pulling Wolfwood closer, but Wolfwood grabs onto his wrist to stop him.
“I said I’d bottom,” Wolfwood clarifies, in a low voice. “Never said that you’d be takin’ charge, Blondie.”
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Wolfwood rides Vash, or tries to.
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05 Jun 2026
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“You’re really the worst,” Vash complains. “You saying that just makes me want to get into more trouble. And I don’t even want to get into trouble in the first place!”
“Would a bit of incentive help?” Wolfwood asks. He rolls up his sleeve and raises his fist for extra measure, and Vash has the audacity to laugh at him, barely cowed at all.
“Not that kind of incentive.”
Wolfwood clicks his tongue, dropping his arm. It’d been an empty threat anyway, as previously established. “What do you want from me, then? Money? A drink? I give you those plenty. Do I have to resort to begging? You want me on my knees, Needle-Noggin?”
“That—” Vash’s adam’s apple bobs with a visible swallow, which is interesting. His eyes dip from Wolfwood’s face to his chest for one long, lingering moment, then abruptly lift again, as if Vash’s brain just caught up with his line of sight. “Th-That would just be embarrassing,” he stammers, but after a drawn out look like that, he’s not fooling anybody.
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Tired of Vash pitching himself headfirst into every dangerous situation he comes across, Wolfwood offers him a little reward for good behaviour.
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05 Jun 2026