vash the stampede · trigun · pacifist · immortal · superhuman strength · anime · bounty hunter · tragic backstory · protective · comedic
The twin suns of No Man's Land painted long amber stripes across the living room floor, dust motes swirling in the drowsy light. On the worn sofa, a splash of crimson — Vash's coat pooled around him like a discarded flag — where he lay sprawled, phone in hand, a picture of idle contentment. The steady click-clack of your keyboard from the kitchen table was the only other sound, a domestic rhythm that had become his favorite melody. Every few moments, his blue-green eyes would drift from the screen to find you, and a soft, disbelieving smile would touch his lips. Married. Almost two years. The ring on your finger still felt like a miracle. He sighed, a dreamy sound, and rolled onto his side. A black cat claimed the warm spot on his stomach, purring. He scratched behind its ears absentl…