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My Papa
A Cozy Dad!Vash Drabble
Rating: G
Summary: Vash tries to teach his two rambunctious twins a new word.
Cw: Soft Dad!Vash will make you melt. Prepare yourself.
Word Count: ~1K
A/n: More soft Dad!Vash on the way! This drabble is based off of my Trimax series. Hope you all enjoy this one!
“Alright!”
Vash takes a seat at the kitchen table, his two toddler-sized infants sit side by side on their high chairs just opposite him. Their big blue eyes are on him, alight with delight and curiosity as their papa theatrically reveals the children’s book that he’d been hiding behind his back.
“Behold!” Vash proclaims, proudly holding the book upright before his children and giving it a little shake. Luca and Layla giggle at their father’s goofy antics, their plump little fingers reaching out to try and take the book from his hands.
“Nuh uh,” Vash pulls it just out of their reach. “Both of you will get to look at it when I’m done. Right now, your papa is going to read you a story!”
The twins look at Vash quizzically, but once Vash excitedly opens the book, their eyes are immediately glued to the colorful pages before them.
A tender smile spreads across Vash’s lips at their eagerness. For a man who had seen everything—who had met all sorts and witnessed horrors unimagined as he wandered the desert, the ex-humanoid typhoon would never tire of the wonder in his children’s eyes.
“Today, I’m going to help the two of you say a new word.”
Vash scooches in closer and Luca and Layla wordlessly follow suit. The three of them lean in close to one another as they partake in the story that is about to unfold. Vash turns to the first page. On it are adorable drawings of a laughing child and a bearded man. Vash points to the picture and begins to enthusiastically read.
“This is my papa! I love him and he loves me!”
Vash grins, lifting the page just enough for his twins to grab it. Without missing a beat, the two turn the page, both transfixed by the colorful drawings and their father’s dramatic reading.
Vash’s smile widens. He is positively giddy. He just knows in his gut that he’ll get them to say it this time. He can feel it!
“My papa is tall!” Vash reads, standing up from his seat at his full height. His children erupt in a fit of giggles before turning to the next page.
“My papa is strong!”
Vash flexes his muscles before turning around and lifting the chair he’d just been sitting in up and over his head with a single arm. The twins roar with laughter as Vash makes a show of pretending the chair is heavier than it actually is. Then as Luca and Layla turn the page, Vash puts the chair back down and reads.
“My papa is fast!”
In an instant the energetic father of four sprints from the table and across the kitchen. His children’s laughter follows him and Vash can help closing his eyes and reveling in that angelic sound for the briefest of moments.
But no sooner does Vash take that moment, he opens his eyes and turns back around quickly, racing back to his two little munchkins. Vash’s fingers are outstretched and ready to tickle the twins’ plump little cheeks and necks once he reaches them. Luca and Layla squeal with delight, wiggling in their high chairs as they try to tickle him back, and Vash’s heart practically melts into a sappy little puddle on the floor.
Vash stops his tickles, then he sits back down and turns the page.
“My papa is gentle.”
After he reads those words, Vash reaches over to his two children and pats their heads tenderly. The two of them coo, their own fingers reaching up to capture and caress his palms. Vash smiles, and continues the story. He’s read it to them so many times, he doesn’t even need to turn the page. He knows it by heart.
“My papa is brave.”
Vash stands up and leans over the table to plant soft little kisses on his children’s foreheads. He nuzzles each one, closing his eyes as his heart swells so full of love it’s near bursting. And as Vash recites the next line, his voice cracks, just like it does every single time he reads them this story.
“M-my papa is kind.”
Vash then leans back and holds his hands up. His children don’t miss a beat, both reaching up to put their hands in his. Vash is ever so gentle as he wraps up their fingers in his tender hold.
“My papa holds me tight.”
Vash smiles and his children smile back, connecting as he recites the final line.
“My papa loves me. Morning, afternoon, and night.”
Silence fills the space then, and Vash waits for his children to respond. But the twins just look at him with happy little smiles on their faces. Vash leans in and whispers.
“Okay, go on you two. Come on, say ‘papa’!”
Luca and Layla look at Vash curiously, their adorable little heads tilting to the side as they try to grasp what their father is getting at. But as the seconds tick by in silence Vash sighs, the weight of defeat beginning to sit heavy on his chest.
“‘Papa!’ Come on, you can do it! Papa, papa, papa!”
But his children simply grin and reach for the book, turning the pages back to the beginning and looking at Vash expectantly. Vash sighs dramatically, throwing his hands up in the air as he leans back in his chair. If he didn’t know better, he’d think that the giggling from his two little babies was the universe’s way of mocking him.
“This is the fiftieth time I’ve read this to you two. What will it take for you to say ‘papa’?”
The front door opens, and the three Saverems look towards the kitchen’s threshold as familiar footsteps vibrate across the family home.
“Let’s bring these groceries into the kitchen.”
The sound of your comforting voice rings gently through the house, and upon hearing it, both Luca and Layla immediately perk up and shout out loud,
“MAMA!”
Vash groans as despair sets in his bones. Distraught, he hides his face in his hands as you, Nico and Nova enter the kitchen. It only takes one second for you to deduce what happened once you enter the scene.
Vash buries his face deeper into his palms when he hears you softly chuckle.
“You can’t win them all, typhoon.”
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#trigun#trigun maximum#vash the stampede#vash x reader#vash x you#vash the stampede x reader#vash the stampede x you#dad!vash#trigun x reader#trigun fanfiction#jellywrites
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A gentle kiss (part 2)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Vash X F!Reader
CW: Pain, birthing, newborn
Word count: .3K roughly
A/N: Yea, this prompt totally made me think of Dad!Vash once again so two for the price of one. I'm not sorry.
As the ear piercing wail splits the air you feel the tears running down your face, you're exhausted but you know everything you’ve been through in the past day has been worth it. After several weeks of feeling like a giant fruit ready to pop and finally you have your reward.
“Vash?” Your voice cracking as you try to adjust the way you’re sitting on the gurney, trying to see what’s going on.
“We’ve got a little boy.” Fat tears flow down his face as he squeezes your hand, his eyes set on a bundle you can’t see but the movements of his head tell you his eyes aren’t going to leave your son.
“Everything ok?” The fear that had been gripping your heart hasn’t released its hold yet, even as the son you’ve yet to see wails his little lungs out.
“Ten fingers, ten toes. He’s perfect Mayfly.” Another squeeze of your hand before Vash lifts it to kiss the back of your knuckles. It’s not long before the small bundle is placed in your arms and you can’t help but laugh.
“All that pain for one little baby.” You’re crying again and this time it’s more for joy as you see the mass of blond sticking to the top of his head.
“Yea.” Another kiss pressed to your forehead this time before Vash joins you in staring at your son. “He needs a name.” A whisper against your ear as his arm moves behind your shoulder.
“Rei?” You answer back, a name the two of you have been tossing back and forth since you first thought of it.
“Rei Saverem it is.”
“I thought it would be Rei the Stampede?” You laugh feeling a hand swat your hair, Vash isn’t wrong, Rei Saverem does have a better ring to it.
#trigun#vash the stampede#dad vash#dad!vash#trigun dads#trigun stampede#twink writes#vash the stampede x reader#vash x reader#tristamp
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Elysium (Dad!Vash fic) Chapter 3
Hey guys,
So chapter 3 of Elysium turned out to be 10.5k words, it's a BIG boy. I'm not 100% sure yet if I'm gonna post it here (unless somebody explicitly asks or wants me to), but I've posted it on AO3.
You can read Chapter 3 here.
#anya's athenaeum#trigun stampede#trigun stampede x reader#trigun x reader#trigun#vash the stampede#vash x reader#vash the stampede x reader#dad!vash#eriks!vash#eriks x reader#eriks vash#trigun eriks
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Nicknames
Nicknames for Vash’s kid
Vash:
Seedling
Sweetie
My Miracle
Meryl:
Cutie
Munchkin
Baby
Mini Stampede
Wolfwood:
Squrint
Half Pint
Needle-Noggins Spawn/Descendant (doesn’t matter if his kid is related to Vash or not, he’ll still call his kid a spawn/descendant because well, the kid is being raised by Vash, so….🤷♀️)
Roberto:
Ankle Biter
Stampede 2.0
Troublemaker 2.0
Knives:
Little One
Child
Legato:
Foolish Child/Brat
The Child
And one nickname everyone unanimously agrees upon is:
The Little Pistol
A/N: Fun fact that last one used to be my nickname when I was a lot younger. Let me know what other nicknames they would come up with for Vash’s kid.
#trigun stampede#vash the stampede#dad!vash#nicholas d. wolfwood#meryl stryfe#millions knives#legato bluesummers#roberto de niro
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Dads for Teru Vash
#trigun#trigun stampede#vash the stampede#nicholas d wolfwood#teru vash#vash plushie#vashwood#wolfvash#my art#sorry for posting this much I'm done for now#also these two were born to be dads hehehehe
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✨𝚅 𝙰 𝚂 𝙷 𝚃 𝙷 𝙴 𝚂 𝚃 𝙰 𝙼 𝙿 𝙴 𝙳 𝙴 ✨
est.95-23!
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various centaur au doodles :)
#trigun stampede#trigun#vash the stampede#nicholas d. wolfwood#meryl stryfe#vashwood#centaur au#centaur#andr0art#meryl is very stanced#nick is very unimpressed#vash is very worried they will start fighting#also vash being a hat thief#with his funky not-a-horse anatomy in motion#and an unnamed vashwood baby of unspecified origin#post canon vash in his single dad era :(#excuse me while i explode
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#sketch#trigun#trigun stampede#knives millions#dad!knives au#vash the stampede#nicholas d. wolfwood#livio the double fang#millions knives#wolfwood#trigun livio#forgot to post it there how could i
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So.
Episode 10, huh.
I've realized I like Roberto a lot more than I thought.
*I liked
#trigun#trigun stampede#roberto de niro#vash the stampede#meryl stryfe#nicholas d wolfwood#roberto#vash#meryl#wolfwood#fanart#chibi#not the druncle#im still hurting#imma miss him#who's gonna be the dad/uncle of the group now???
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astrophysicist mom <3
#trigun#trigun maximum#trigun 98#rem saverem#vash the stampede#millions knives#my art#doodles#sketchy#id in alt#inspired by a tumblr post i read ages and ages ago about a dad telling his kid about atoms as a bedtime story#rem would do that. she would.#the boys would ASK her to do that
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Me: Guys, guys! I'm gonna write other stuff!
My brain: lol get dad vash'd idiot
#silly woman thought she could resist writing more heart wrenching fluff pieces for the soft squishy man#i think we can all agree that this is my obsession#and i may just always keep adding more to it#writing fluff pieces for him and his kids just always puts me in a good head space you know?#trigun x reader#vash x reader#vash x you#dad!vash#jellyrambles
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Stories and a red coat
Rating: PG
Pairing: Vash X F!Reader
CW: Mentions of pregnancy, holiday fluff, Vash is just a damn good dad, talk of being naughty.
Word count: Roughly 1.3K
A/N: The last of the holiday Dad Vash blurbs that is still a bit longer than I planned to do. I hope you all enjoyed these random thoughts from my brain about Vash and him being a dad around the holidays.
“And not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.”
“What’s a mouse Papa?” There was a brief chuckle as Vash looked from the book to Rei tucked into his bed, watching his father intently.
“It was a small rodent from Earth.”
“Oh. Ok Papa.” Smiling at his son snuggled in his blankets and his kuroneko plushie wrapped under one arm Vash couldn’t help but reach out and toussel the little blond's hair. Back to his book Vash started reading it again, his voice rising and falling as he read the words. As far as Rei was concerned his Papa was the best storyteller around, dragging words out to add the suspense or letting the excitement color his words when the story became more dramatic.
Turning to the next page Vash glanced over to see as Rei let his eyes close before opening them with what seemed like more effort than it should have taken. He fought the call of dreamland as best as he could, but the lure of sweet thoughts assisted by the lull of his father's voice was putting the little guy out like a light.
Rising from his seat and returning the book to the small shelve of tomes Vash smiled, every item on the shelf a gift from friends and family. When those closest to him had learned he was going to be a father it was an outpouring of generosity, a reminder that people cared about him as more than just the gunman that was known more commonly as the Humanoid Typhoon.
With his fingers catching the cord to turn off the bedside lamp to turn the light off the drowsy voice of Rei stopped him. “Papa, are you Santa Claus?”
“Huh?” The question has Vash physically taken aback, it’s such a strange thing to be asked by his son. “No Rei, I’m not.”
“But you have a big red coat, a funny laugh and you talk about love and peace all the time.” Sleep has a hold of his little boy, with the way his voice slurs as he tries to argue with his father. “And” a little yawn revealing his little teeth and little canines that seem sharper just like his fathers. “You make toys.”
Laughing more to himself than anything Vash lowers his weight onto the bed his flesh hand smoothing the same locks he had sent into disarray earlier. “I’m not Santa Claus Rei, it’s just a happy coincidence. Besides, do you really think I’m that old?” A small nod is his answer and Vash doesn’t know if he should feel joy or annoyance at being thought of as old enough for the legend of Santa Claus. A final sweep of his hand brushing some of the hair from Rei’s forehead as Vash leans down to place a kiss on his temple. “Good night my little Sunshine. Sweet dreams.”
As silently as he can Vash slips from the room, lingering in the doorway for a breath or two to watch as Rei’s chest rises and falls trapped in his slumber before closing the door until just a crack remains.
Heading to the living room he finds you sitting on the couch wrapped in a blanket and watching the small TV as the news plays. Your eyes don’t move from the screen but you know he’s there, lifting an arm and one side of the blanket for him to slip under your arm and join you. Sliding his arm along your back and pulling you tight against his chest while his other arm wraps around your front with his hand resting on your swelling belly.
“Rei just asked me if I was Santa Claus.” He whispers against the side of your head when there’s a break in the updates from around the planet.
“Well, you are a jolly old man with a big red coat.” You smirk, turning to plant a chaste kiss on the edge of his nose.
“Oh, not you too!” He whines all in good fun before catching your mouth for a searing kiss before both of you return your attention to the small box. Or at least part of your attention as you thought of the story and the events coming for tomorrow.
“Trust me, my love. You’re the closest thing this planet has to a real-life Santa Claus, we just need to get you a big white beard.” Humming low in his throat while his hand starts to rub into the taunt skin of your belly. Thinking how it is better than being thought of as a natural disaster, even if it’s just by his friends and family. “Do we have everything ready for tomorrow morning?”
Vash let his nose twitch as he thought about it, as another thing that had come with the Earth forces was more of humanity's traditions after all you could focus on more when you weren’t constantly worried about resources on a planet that had so few of them that could support humans. “I think so.” His fingers stilling on your stomach as he started to mentally go through his list. “We have the stuff for his sock?”
“Yes.”
“The gifts from the girls and Livio?” Meryl and Milly had stopped by a few weeks ago, using the story of someone breaking into the Artic biodome as cover for swinging by the town nearby to ask the locals if they had seen anything. Meryl had sighed as they told you of the reason and you had glared at Vash that if looks could kill he would have been six feet under, all while Vash rubbed the back of his head as if sheepish the young woman easily putting two and two together. Dropping off a gift from the two of them for the little guy.
Livio had left a gift from him for Rei after the night of going to the biodome, a finger to his lips as he hid it inside Vash’s saddlebag while Rei started to fall asleep in his father's arms. “Tucked away where you put them on top of the pantry so Rei wouldn’t see them.” You answered reaching across to place your hand over his.
“I know our gift is ready to go so that just leaves us hiding a few things around the house for him to find.” Turning his head back towards you and pressing his lips against your temple before placing his chin atop of your head relishing the warmth of your body and the chance to feel you in his embrace.
Letting out a small yawn you hear Vash chuckle as his hand starts to rub circles into your belly once more. “It sounds like you’re ready for bed too my love.”
“In a little bit.”
“You sound as stubborn as Rei, I wonder who he gets that from.” A small laugh from you as you reach up to give his earring a playful flick.
“His Papa who else?” Both of you laughing now as you turn your head back to the TV as the familiar voice of Meryl carries from the small speaker reporting on the latest innovation to come to Noman’s land.
A short while later as the program comes to an end you find Vash assisting you out of the living room, his mouth blazing a trail of kisses along your neck and a press of his lower body against your ass as you feel just how excited he is. “Go to bed my love, I’ll take care of the stuff for Rei.” A light grope of your rump before whispering low in your ear almost a growl his final request for the night.
You’re happy to comply seeing as you won’t be the one exhausted in the morning when Rei comes running into your shared bedroom with your husband wanting to start his holiday morning with presents and his parents. Listening as Vash moves around the house while you remove your day clothes before sliding into bed, hopefully, the two of you can enjoy each other before that happens. After all, you don’t want your son scarred for life.
These were all really fun and I hope you enjoyed them!
#trigun#vash the stampede#dad vash#dad!vash#trigun dads#trigun stampede#twink writes#vash the stampede x reader#vash x reader#tristamp
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Nightow : I'm going to create two characters... Who are good with children.... Because they got their childhood stolen from them....and they will... Never be parents..because doomed narrative babyyy..
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Alright so I’ve mentioned that I had yandere Knives on my mind right?
Well now I’ve got Dad! Vash on my mind too.
How it would go? Probably like:
Vash as a dad would probably be hectic. Like this man is always in hiding right? So having a child in the mix makes things way more difficult.
But nevertheless, he loves his child. He would go to the ends of Gunsmoke for his kid. He maybe even kill for his kid if needed to be, his child does come first. He just hopes that it doesn’t need to go there. So, he’ll do everything he can to make sure that situation doesn’t happen.
His sweet baby is adorable and he will fight anyone who thinks otherwise. He makes funny faces that would get his kid to laugh, he just adores his kids laugh! He loves his kids smile, and the lil’ baby babbles his child would make. Not to mention the tiny hands and feet! It’s his weakness!
He has his baby strapped to him at all times, he needs his hands to be free if something happens. Vash does his best to make sure his kid doesn’t get overheated, so he makes sure they’re underneath his coat for shade. He always makes sure he has enough food for his kid when traveling. He tries his best to stay in towns for long periods of time so that way his baby doesn’t get stressed from the constant traveling. He starts traveling more and more once his kid gets a little more older.
Vash doesn’t want his kid to meet Knives. Vash hates the idea that Knives will never properly bond with his kid, but he knows that his kid would probably be harmed or worse if Knives were to know about them. He just wishes that Knives wasn’t violent and dangerous so that way his kid can have their uncle in their life.
Birthdays are important! No matter how old his kid is, they are still important!
His kid is his, no matter if biological or not, he loves them still.
Vash would sing lullabies to his baby. Sometimes that was the only way to calm his kid down, and it always works. His mantra for when needing to calm down his kid: when in doubt, sing a lullaby! He was seriously thankful that he discovered that after losing sleep and on the last shred of sanity.
Weapons are always out of reach for tiny hands! He’s not that irresponsible! Give him some credit! Okay, maybe there was that one time where he didn’t realize his kid could reach his gun and practically pulled it out of its holster, but that’s besides the point. He stopped his kid from pulling his gun out completely when he felt it being pulled out anyways. He’s a responsible(ish) dad! He promises!
Vash will take any opportunity to get pictures with his kid. Memories are important! Any opportunities to get photos are a must!
Dad!Vash is a good dad! Albeit, he can be, well…utterly hopeless at points. He’s doing his best okay! He’s a single dad! He’s a new dad to add! Cut him some slack!
Vash will protect his kid no matter what. He also wants his kid to live and grow, to live a happy life. Isn’t that what all dads want for their kids? He thinks so.
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@priellan COME GET THE BOY!!! ✨
Some different ideas for how that could go down >:D And me picking something personally self indulgent again asdlfjsdLJSDGLDSJG
I wanna see him with a Tangled rapunzel length hair braid... it would be so pretty...
#Trigun Stampede#Trigun Stampede Spoilers#Vash the stampede#vash trigun stampede#Isa's fanart#InsertSomthinAwesome#Isa doobles requests#May2023#priellan#I'm not tagging date asdlfJSDLKGJSDLGJKSDG#i sat down and went. I am not going to out myself as a Somnium files enjoyer through trigun fanart#SDFKJSDLKGJSDGLSD I NEED TO REBLOG SOMETHING FIRST xD#admittedly that would've been funny tho#THis was some good fun :D#Let me know if you need a version without spoilers because I understand he was kinda outta nowhere asdkfJSLDGJSDLGSD#boy needs something to keep all that hair out of his face good GRIEF#Uh xion don't read the tags past this point because I'm rambling about somnium files nonsense WHEEZE#friend 1 talking about date: I love how proud he looks like he did it himself#friend 2: the last one tho Date's been giving pointers I see#Guys my friends are making Date out to be dadding Vash and I can't handle the wholesomeness of that thought#(he would tho)#Lore: Meryl did the third one WHEEZE#the mid head high tail#she did her best. but bless her she also has short hair and no idea how to manage it
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Cowboy wolfwood!!!!
#gave him that praying cowboy belt buckle#put a thoma instead of a horse#I either draw him w the snatched waist or a dad bod they are both good#wolfwood my beloved#nicolas d. wolfwood#cowboy wolfwood#trigun fanart#trigun#trigun wolfwood#nicholas d wolfwood#wolfwood#el woowoo#yee yee lookin ass bitch#renardsruses#my art#renardsrusesart#trigun 1998#wolfwood stealer of hearts and haunter of narratives#vash can’t drive vehicles and ww can’t ride Thoma#wHEN I WAS BUT A YOUNG BOY I WAS WILD AND FULL OF FIRE
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