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  1. Rec 5

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    Vashwood Week Day 7: First Time

    "This is what you want, right, Spikey?"

    The darkness in Wolfwood's tone made Vash swallow, an odd pulse down south making him shift on his knees as he nodded in response.

    "Then, drink up."

    Incandescent light caught on the glass, gathering in twinkling points against it and the precious liquor inside and creating little stars in Vash's eyes as the glass slowly tilted down. Initially, the thin stream missed his open lips, making Vash flinch when the cool liquid splashed against his chin. A crude, amused prayer slipped past Wolfwood's lips when Vash leaned forward to correct the trajectory. Alcohol burned his tongue and throat, and he knew his cheeks were burning from far more than his intoxication as he held eye contact with the man before him.

    And oh goodness those eyes…

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    20 Jul 2026

  2. Rec 11

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    Vash & Wolfwood are in a house in the middle of literally nowhere and they have some emotions and issues that they can't really voice, so they resort to alternative methods!

    or, Vashwood having feelings and they kiss about it, kinda

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    18 Jul 2026

  3. Rec 28

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    “Are you drunk?” Vash asks, eyes caught on the blurry moon.

    “Nah,” Wolfwood says. Vash doesn’t know whether or not to believe him. “What were ya lookin’ at? Geranium?”

    “Huh?” Vash is somehow turned towards Wolfwood again. At his wet lips around the crumpled cigarette. He hasn’t shaved in a few days, so the scruff around his jaw is a little shaggier than usual. He’s growing a bit of a mustache, too, a soft curl over his upper lip.

    Wolfwood points his cigarette towards the sky, casting trails of smoke through the air.

    “Our constellation. Don’t tell me ya forgot.”

    Vash knows he's a dark mark on humanity's timeline. Wolfwood keeps making him forget.

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    12 Jul 2026

  4. Rec 16

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    Wolfwood comes back at the worst times. It’s been two hundred years since he died. Two hundred years, three days, four hours and thirteen seconds. That is to say, a long time. And Vash thinks about him all the time. He thinks about him drunk out of his mind. Thinks about him while Vash is running and shooting and hunkering down in the desert to sleep, gazing up at the broken glass sky. Vash thinks about Wolfwood when he goes to visit the girls, sitting in the lot where their graves are. Vash smiles at their families, before slinking back out into the desert. He sees Wolfwood in the shadows that fall and the cigarettes hanging off mouths. He’s in the heat of the sun and the cool of the night, the long empty halls of ship three that Vash tends to haunt. And now he’s in Vash’s throat and chest while Vash is on his stomach in a musty smelling bed.

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    11 Jul 2026

  5. Rec 9

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    Wolfwood knew just what he was getting into when he asked Vash to come sit and have a drink with him.

    And when they made it to the couch, poured the shots, and he started talking—saying things, even—he wasn’t surprised by Vash’s response.

    “Please…” There was a clear note of pain in his voice, muddled with well-deserved exhaustion and a bleak, hopeless understanding of their situation. “Don’t… say anything stupid.”

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    17 Jun 2026