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  1. Public Bookmark 24

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    Wolfwood ignores his gripe. “You’ve been moving weird all day. What happened? Are you hiding an injury? Spill it,” he adds, when Vash starts to speak. Vash shuts his mouth with a telltale click, then lets out a huff, giving Wolfwood a particularly grumpy look as he turns around and begins the tedious process of unbuttoning his duster. Rather than continue to push, Wolfwood folds his arms across his chest and waits. Taps his foot, even. He’s fine with being obnoxious about this, so long as he gets results. Vash very rarely gives unless you needle him a little. Lucky that Wolfwood’s so good at needling.

    Finally, Vash drops his arms and allows his jacket to slide to the floor. The cause of his discomfort is immediate evident. White feathers have sprung over his exposed back, the length of his non-prosthetic arm, peeking out from the neck of his shirt. They bulge from his pants, his long, strappy boots. As Vash turns to face him again, Wolfwood sees that quills are even peeking out on his cheeks, unfurling before his very eyes as Vash gives him this incredibly miserable wet cat look, folding his arms across his stomach.

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    Wolfwood helps Vash alleviate a little feather-related discomfort.

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    24 Jul 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 5

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    The other man grins, tilting his head to one side slightly, “You’re in luck, then,” he says, “We have both. Rosa’ll be happy to have you, the roof needs work and the windows are all drafty. I’m not much help, considering,” he gestures at his empty shirtsleeve. “There’s a room upstairs, opposite mine.”

    Wolfwood raises an eyebrow, “You sure? You just met me.” He takes a sip of his whiskey, enjoying the way the burn flows down his throat.

    The other man shrugs, “I'm a good judge of character,” he says, and Wolfwood can’t help but snort.

    Wolfwood gives him a look and then unbuttons his coat and shoves aside his jacket to show his shoulder holster. “Still think that?”

    The other man shrugs again, “You’d be stupid not to, traveling around. Like I said, I’m a good judge of character. You’re a nice guy, I can tell.”

    Wolfwood takes another sip of his whiskey before shrugging his jacket and coat back into place and stretching out his hand, “Nicholas D. Wolfwood,” he says.

    The other man smiles and shakes his hand with a surprisingly steady grip. “Eriks,” he says.

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    a vashwood fairytale au loosely inspired by the snow queen

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    24 Jul 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 5

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    Then it’s quiet again as Vash leans back on his hand and just takes the time to look at Wolfwood as he reads. The child sunrise flooding in through the window paints him in warm hues, the pinks, oranges, and golds mixing with his beautiful brown skin to create a stunning tableau. He seems absolutely radiant in the early morning light.

    Vash can’t help the way his breath catches at the gorgeous sight now that he’s had the opportunity to really appreciate it. He feels so incredibly blessed to be allowed to witness Wolfwood in all his beauty like this, to have him feeling comfortable and safe enough to be bare and vulnerable even after having a difficult night, to partake in these quiet, intimate moments with him day after day, tomorrow after tomorrow.

    How did Vash get so lucky?

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    Or, Vash and Wolfwood spend the early hours of the morning together since Wolfwood is up earlier than Vash for once.

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    21 Jul 2025

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    The ticket to the future is blank, and that means you get to decide where you want to go. When everything's stacked against you, when you're all out of luck, that's when you claw and fight for yourself.
    You are more than your body.
    You are more than your past.
    A series about grabbing the narrative by the throat and writing a better ending for yourself and the ones you love.

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    06 Jul 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 18

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    Some of this must be obvious from Wolfwood’s expression, because Vash’s eyes are soft. He says, “I want you to tie me up.”

    “...Eh?”

    “It’s not going to be totally the same,” Vash continues, despite Wolfwood’s jaw dropping. He turns so that they’re facing each other, his knees angled towards Wolfwood’s chest, his eyes very intent. “Because I can escape from most bonds, and I’ll still be able to move in little ways, not like I was when—” Vash’s voice wobbles and dies out, returning a moment later as if the falter never happened at all. “—but you’re the only person I know who is strong enough to restrain me at all, and it wouldn’t be safe to experiment with drugs, so…”

    Wolfwood blinks. Manages to shut his mouth, so he’s not just gaping up into Vash’s face like one of those fish from the old history books.

    “You want to do… exposure therapy?” Wolfwood croaks.

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    With Vash still struggling with the trauma from his time on the Ark, he asks Wolfwood to help him work through his issues.

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    15 Jun 2025