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Movie Night at the Saverems
V: Nai... you're probably the only one who would bring wine to an occasion like this
Haha gay
Save a thomas, ride a cowboy.
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.
have a vw + ww sketch dump that I’ve forgotten to post on here (second image referenced to @/nowfallc cosplay)
So we watched Desperado... And y'know.
I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED MY POST HELP posting this again 😭😭💔
HIII I’M BACK! And I like Trigun now
The Inklingnoid Typhooon
This is incredibly niche but the rot consumes me
Panel redraws I did for funzies
Originals
My brothers says I should draw them kissing, anyone who agrees say “I”
Lots. And lots. Of Vashes
Some Tripple gun goofs
First one’s an obligatory vine reference
This second set is a little “study” I did of the expression changes and movement from this one clip of Tanner from an isaacwhy video because it makes me laugh really hard and it’s strangely cartoonish
Here’s the clip
I have a head cannon where Vash’s eyes are reflective like a cat’s
Happy spooky month
I just finished all the trigun manga in 2 days because of goddamn Bigolas Dickolas and I have So Many Thoughts I am going to die if I don't write them down somewhere.
When that episode happens in Stampede I hope that it's a combination of the church and the couch. I hope that they sit in front of the altar, I hope that they lean on it. I hope that the roof is destroyed and that you can see the ship from within. I hope that the little papers look like flower petals and that the bottle looks like a bouquet. I hope he tries to smile but fails.
I hope I cry.
Though you’ve long gone cold,
The taste of you lingers on
And haunts all my dreams
