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30s | she/her | on that kiribaku/vashwood/satosugu train choo choo motherfuckers 🚂

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villtura.bsky.social
keep forgetting to share my illustration for @desertroseszine.bsky.social :’)
#trigun
November 26, 2025 at 6:57 PM
citrusveins.bsky.social
These fucking losers (affectionate)
finalfrontierzine.bsky.social final frontier @ creation period 🪐 @finalfrontierzine.bsky.social · 8d
🪐 MISSION LOG #11 🚀

Go grab your fanciest outfit and ring the church bells, we have a wedding on our hands! ...Wait, what?! 🧐

[ #Trigun ][ #Vashwood ][ #VW ][ #WV ]
Mission Log 11 by N. Wolfwood; status: Married In Title Only. Turns out there's a rare drink called Luminar Nectar in the Fifth Moon system, served in a set of three called the Trium Cups. Person one drinks from one cup, person two from another. And since there are only two of them splitting the tab, they share the third. Also turns out, in the Fifth Moon system, this exact pattern--person one drinks from one cup, person two from another, then they share the third--is known as the Triple Cup Ceremony. And it's basically a marriage ritual. Who knew? I'm hungover--painfully hungover--and now legally married in this system to the blonde moron vomiting his guts out behind me. He was the one who insisted we try every drink on the menu. One thing led to another, the bartender got distracted, we ended up with the Trium Cups, and apparently, that's all it took. I remember him grinning like it was the most normal thing in the universe as he lifted the shared cup, completely unaware of the paperwork we'd just signed ourselves into. The whole night is a blur. Neon lights flashing, some band playing who knows what, and Spikey trying to convince me to sample "just one more" exotic cocktail. At some point he started dancing on a table, I think, while I tried to corral the drinks without knocking anything over. Somewhere between the fifth and seventh round, the bartender slipped the legal forms under our cups, muttering something in a language | didn't catch. There was a cheer and a toast from the others around us, also in a language | didn't catch. And then we drank. And drank... Could've been worse, though. Could've woken up alone. Could've been stuck with a stranger who hates the ship, hates kids, hates me. Instead... Well, I got him. There are worse husbands.
November 21, 2025 at 6:28 PM
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loveandlassos.bsky.social
Our associate is modeling the stretch goal bandanas!
November 18, 2025 at 5:32 PM
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finalfrontierzine.bsky.social
🪐 MISSION LOG #10 🚀

Ah! Finally! Co-captain Vash updated the log again 🙌 Things sound quite tense on the Angelina. Neither of them are leaving, though.

[ #Trigun ][ #Vashwood ][ #VW ][ #WV ]
Mission Log 10 by V. Saverem; status: Partners. He broke the silent treatment today. It wasn't the fight with the "debt collectors" that started it. It was what came after. He was mad that day, but so was I. I had the fix. I had the answer. It could've been solved right there if he'd just let them turn me in. I mean, look at him! The guy who bandages the scraped knee of a kid he doesn't know, who makes sure a starving stray has a meal, who shares blankets with someone he just met because a heater broke. He shouldn't have to be running, all because of debts he doesn't deserve to carry alone. He's /good/. So I told him to turn me in instead. If he wouldn't let them take my bounty to cover his debts, then he could take it. He stopped talking to me at that point. He didn't take off without me. He didn't kick me off the ship. He just stopped talking. I gave him space. I didn't want to leave things like that, but I also didn't want to slink off quietly anymore, like I had so many times before. And I waited, hoping he'd snap at me or yell or something. But nothing. For three days. Just the hum of the ship, the rattle of loose panels, and the quiet that was suddenly heavy again. And then, out of nowhere, "I'm not turning you in, got it?" His words were rough and clipped. "Don't offer again. To anyone." He kept going. Went with his usual speech of how I'm an idiot, a moron, a stupid bastard. And then said he's a lot of things, but not someone who turns his back on a partner. /Partner./ He didn't wait for a response. Just muttered something about finishing the repairs and stomped back to the engine room, leaving me staring at the doorway, not quite believing how easily he'd stepped back in. The message was clear. I'm not alone. And he isn't going anywhere.
November 14, 2025 at 11:31 PM
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glitchdgalaxies.bsky.social
wolfwood sketch to prove i still know how
November 12, 2025 at 1:06 PM
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finalfrontierzine.bsky.social
🪐 MISSION LOG #9 🚀

Another day, another messy fight. Why does this one feel so much worse than the rest? Here's to hoping they can work it out ❤️‍🩹

[ #Trigun ][ #Vashwood ][ #VW ][ #WV ]
Mission Log 09 by N. Wolfwood; status: Complicated. Debt collectors showed up today. A group of idiots who'd get lost inside of a space helmet, but stupid enough to fire their guns anyway. I could've wrapped it up cleanly, left with my pride mostly intact. Could've taken the whole thing like I usually do -- fast, sharp, and with minimal mess. But no. That's not the way today went. He couldn't keep his trap shut. Spikey steps between me and the gang and decides to offer himself up. His bounty for my debts. Just threw it on the table like it was the easiest thing in the world! As if I couldn't handle the mess myself. As if he belonged in that crossfire. Did he even think? Does he ever? I was pissed. I *am* pissed. How can he be so damn reckless? So blind to danger? Tossing his life away for me, thinking he's some kind of hero. I don't know if he was trying to take the peaceful route or thinks that he deserves the consequences he's been dodging for years. In any case, he's more of a fucking moron than I thought and that's saying something. The fight went sideways fast. He moved towards the collectors, and I shoved him back with my gun leveled at his stupid head. Told him I'd shoot his dumb ass if he moved again. Then the other idiots took their chance and it was... Fuck, it was just chaos. Guns firing, shouting, dodging. A whole thing that wouldn't have even happened if my idiot hitchhiker didn't insist on taking the fast-track to sainthood. We got out clean again. No casualties, of course. I'm still mad at him. Mad he's reckless, mad he's stubborn, mad he has a stupid grin that makes me want to punch him for no reason. But underneath all that? I can't stop thinking about what it means that he'd do that for me. And I sure as hell don't want him thinking he has to.
November 7, 2025 at 4:22 PM
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finalfrontierzine.bsky.social
🪐 MISSION LOG #8 🚀

Looks like us Earthlings weren't the only ones up late last night 👻 Vash and Wolfwood over here seem happy to exist in their own bubble. Hmm, what may they be talking about, we wonder?

[ #Trigun ][ #Vashwood ][ #VW ][ #WV ]
Mission Log 08, visual record only; status: Night Owls. This entry captures a joyful moment after a long night. Wolfwood, drunk as the systems dutifully record, sprawls on his back on the floor and smokes, laughing in the middle of a story he's telling. Lying next to him, Vash looks at Wolfwood while he listens, cheeks flush and heart rate elevated (though, sober as he is, it's unlikely the alcohol is to blame).
November 1, 2025 at 4:31 PM
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finalfrontierzine.bsky.social
🪐 MISSION LOG #7 🚀

Our duo has some time on their hands while repairs are in progress. Eating together, talking just for the hell of it— Could this be... a date? 🧐

[ #Trigun ][ #Vashwood ][ #VW ][ #WV ]
Mission Log 07 by V. Saverem; status: Something Like Friends. Yesterday I nearly got my fingers welded to the hull. Wolfwood called me an idiot, but he laughed, so I think it was worth it. He waved me off before I could cause "irreversible damage to his baby" and said he'd handle the rest of the repairs. My new life-or-death mission: get food. I scoped out the station's food court, and after some serious deliberation, I picked the least suspicious option and brought back two trays. Wolfwood gave me a look like he was about to draft his last will and testament, but he ate everything anyway. Didn't even grumble. A glowing review by his standards! We talked while we ate. Just normal stuff. He told me about some mechanic who tried to overcharge him once. His stories always come with enough teeth to remind you that he's seen more than he lets on. I don't like that he has to carry all that weight, all those little dark secrets tucked away, and yet here I am, keeping plenty of my own. Bit hypocritical, I guess, but it made me want to be a little lighter, a little more open; even if he never noticed. We also debated music. His taste is terrible, by the way, though he'd argue otherwise until the suns burned out. Kids were running around the hangar as we ate and worked. I thought he'd snap and lose his temper--he gets this sharp look when people get too close--but he didn't. Just watched them go, even smiling a little to himself. It's strange. These ordinary moments--eating, fixing things, sharing silence without the weight of survival pressing down--they stick with me. More than the fights. Maybe because they prove life doesn't always have to be sharp edges and running. I think I like this part the best. The quiet. The normal. Him.
October 28, 2025 at 8:29 PM
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rimjims.bsky.social
Nicholas Wolfwood - Trigun
November 12, 2024 at 5:21 PM
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marshyoftheblobs.bsky.social
I can post this now! It's for the Not a Saint Wolfwood zine, which is freeeeeee

So go forth and download it now!

#trigun
November 13, 2023 at 11:43 AM
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loveandlassos.bsky.social
Everything is on its way! We can’t wait for y’all to have this zine 🩷
November 7, 2025 at 1:56 AM
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silkdusk.bsky.social
"he who spat out the words of god from his cigarette burnt lungs" #trigun
November 2, 2025 at 7:38 AM
citrusveins.bsky.social
The way I am going to sink my teeth into this omg
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October 31, 2025 at 2:39 PM
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finalfrontierzine.bsky.social
🪐 MISSION LOG #6 🚀

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 ]
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.
October 24, 2025 at 10:39 PM
citrusveins.bsky.social
Oh~ What a pleasant surprise!
October 22, 2025 at 11:30 PM
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finalfrontierzine.bsky.social
🪐 MISSION LOG #5 🚀

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

[ #Trigun ][ #Vashwood ][ #VW ][ #WV ]
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.
October 17, 2025 at 7:01 PM
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burntgoldfish.bsky.social
測試測試
December 23, 2023 at 7:50 AM
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crazycomet107.bsky.social
My bad I forgot to post more of these ;D
A little banner I did for fun
#trigun
October 19, 2025 at 8:48 PM
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metoc298.bsky.social
テストを兼ねて先にこっちに載せる(牧台)
February 23, 2024 at 5:08 PM
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#kirishima #bakugou #mha
October 15, 2025 at 4:15 AM
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mellodii.bsky.social
HAPPY NEW #TRIGUN DAY
October 10, 2025 at 8:43 PM
citrusveins.bsky.social
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 😭🖤🖤🖤🖤
finalfrontierzine.bsky.social final frontier @ creation period 🪐 @finalfrontierzine.bsky.social · Oct 10
🪐 MISSION LOG #4 🚀

Oh, to gaze upon the stars and your home planet... 🌌 Captain Wolfwood direly needed a break, it seems. Good thing his co-captain is looking out for him!

[ #Trigun ][ #Vashwood ][ #VW ][ #WV ]
Mission Log 04, visual record only; status: Tentative Bond. This mission log, uploaded from the Hopeland Orbital Ring, shows Wolfwood snoozing next to a huge, round window into outer space, arms crossed like he's cold. Outside there are stars and a bright, round planet to be seen. Behind Wolfwood sneaks Vash, in the process of draping a blanket over Wolfwood's shoulders and smiling.
October 10, 2025 at 4:16 PM
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finalfrontierzine.bsky.social
🪐 MISSION LOG #3 🚀

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? 🤝

[ #Trigun ][ #Vashwood ][ #VW ][ #WV ]
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.
October 7, 2025 at 7:24 PM
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October 10, 2025 at 3:02 PM
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