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Do gods tire?
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"Wolfwood is slow when he has the chance to be.
It’s almost strange to witness how different he is when he can let his guard down, but Vash appreciates it, lets himself indulge in it.
Between skirmishes and missions, when they’re traveling and not just on the run, they get to play house."
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how come everyone can touch me? by evenwiththemoon
Fandoms: Trigun Stampede (Anime 2023)
14 Feb 2024
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Nico is in the bathroom, staring into the sink and desperately hoping he looks normal, when Dr. Conrad walks in.
His expensive heels clack loudly on the tile floor, every step like a gunshot through Nico’s heart.
“We have to get you cleaned up today, boy,” he says so casually, like Nico is any other child getting ready for a Sunday service.
But the person Nico saw in the mirror is not a child.
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- Part 1 of Trigun Body Horror Week 2024
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I'm Breaking Down to My Old Ways by evenwiththemoon
Fandoms: Trigun Stampede (Anime 2023)
10 Feb 2024
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"He gets like this sometimes.
Where he wakes up and can’t shake the feeling that he’s still dreaming. When the world feels as if it is somehow separate from him, like he’s stuck in some other, hazy plane of existence all by himself.
Today marks a week and three days since the village. Since Monev.
Which means it’s been five days since his impulsive, half-assed attempt."
In the aftermath of Windmill Village, Wolfwood’s stressors and anxieties catch up to him.
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- Part 2 of Sometimes I'm Better Left Alone
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I'll Exhale You in Pain, Like White Smoke by evenwiththemoon
Fandoms: Trigun Stampede (Anime 2023)
22 Jan 2024
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He just wishes they’d had a moment to talk. He could have calmed him down, reassured him he wasn’t a disgusting monster despite whatever he’d done. It would’ve been incredibly hypocritical of himself to say something like that, he knows, but he also knows it’s actually true in Livio’s case.
Not for himself. Never for himself.
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Missing scenes post-episode seven of Stampede. Wolfwood wrestles with everything that happened and what that means for him. Vash tries to understand.
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“I’m no good,” John says, voice cracking. “Why d’you even…” The words for what they are stick.
Once something is real it’s easier to lose.
Arthur pulls John’s face back around, shifting his grip to one side of his jaw and raising the other to mirror it, tilting him firmly towards Arthur’s soft blue eyes. “Y’mean why do I love you?”
He says it almost angry.
John remembers Arthur’s lips in his hair while he lay in that cot in the mountains, wrapped in bandages and half-insane with fever. “Love you,” they’d mouthed against his skull, through unwashed hair and flecked by blood when pulled away. “Love you John Marston, you stupid bastard.”
Now, he shudders apart like a fresh-shot hare. And then he nods, small.
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A gift for my new friend cokobi, who gave me the prompt for this fic: an insecure John receiving reassurance from Arthur, after some jealousy regarding Charles. (Note that there's no Charles bashing here, because in this house we love Charles.)
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29 Jan 2026
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The Care and Keeping of Arthur Morgan by ThePerk42
Fandoms: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games)
17 Feb 2026
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From the moment of his birth, Arthur Morgan’s life was never going to be an easy one.
And if that doesn’t hit Arthur like a sucker punch to the gut. He ain’t used to people caring to know him beyond what he puts on the table. Dutch and Hosea have always appreciated his ability to aim and shoot a gun, intimidate a mark, get a job done. Miss Grimshaw is grateful for the chores he does around camp without complaint. And John – well, John’s always just seemed to lap up whatever Arthur is willing to give him. The idea that John wants more – wants to really know Arthur, to see him, a part of him no-one else is interested in, it flares up some kind of unfamiliar fear inside of Arthur’s chest.
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25 Jan 2026
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“I’ve gone crazy,” he concludes aloud.
This must be the answer, because his dreams are never this stable, and he doesn’t believe in ghosts. He’s finally lost his ever-loving mind. The grief must have been too much. He’s become one of those men driven insane by tragedy.
“It’s me,” Arthur says, voice raspy around the edges. “You’re not crazy, John.”
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John spends two years trying and failing to move on. Returning to the States, he makes the most unlikely and infuriating discovery of the new century. Life has provided a second chance, and John refuses to let it go to waste.
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- Part 1 of When the Night is Over: Stories
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11 Jan 2026
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“Hey,” Arthur says softly and reaches over, rubbing over the top of John’s back firmly, “S’gonna work out, John.”
“I just… I wish I was,” John whispers, “Normal. I tried with Abi but that weren’t fair to her and it just… It just made me feel bad.”
Arthur frowns at him softly and lightens his touch, gently rubbing up and down the younger man’s spine.
“I just wanna forget about it,” John admits weakly and closes his eyes.
“Forget about what?”
“… I’m just gonna stay out here and be alone,” John’s brows furrow and he lifts his head to look up at Arthur, “Is that too suspicious?”
“I… No, I guess not.”
“I mean no one thinks you're gay,” John rubs at his eyes tiredly then stills, peeking over his hand at Arthur, “Sorry.”
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23 Dec 2025
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Impetus in Composition by orphan_account for sunsmucker
Fandoms: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games)
18 Oct 2022
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"Can you tip your head back?" Arthur asks and he sounds hesitant, a little ashamed, "Just a bit."
"Mm… Move me," John says, hoarse, "I don't know what you want."
Arthur goes very quiet for a moment then leans back in, two fingers under John's chin, tilting the younger’s head back, exposing his neck.
John’s eyelids flutter for a moment, feeling exposed.
"This ain’t how I sleep," John whispers, teasing.
"It's how I want you."
John almost curses at the pang of heat low in his gut that makes his toes curl in his socks.
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19 Dec 2025