04 ⸸⸸ july+ catch-all

[livlaughlove]

Who: trigun polycule (and friends. feel free to make toplevels)
What: catch-all for july and until i make a new one
When: july (lol) and beyond
Where: wherever
Warnings: discussion of canon-typical violence/death, vashwood-typical relationship drama, etc. anything more will be warned for as it comes up in threads.

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[livlaughlove]

[livio has to admit to himself, shyness looks quite fetching on vash. any independent, but especially one of the twins, has the capability to tear him apart as soon as look at him if they wish it; that much he knows. but he also knows vash never would. there's something about the mindful restraint of excessive power that's infinitely attractive... and maybe it helps him understand, to some degree, what vash or nick sees in him. makes him feel ever so slightly more worthy, at least in this moment.

his hands find either of vash's cheeks, holding them as liv smiles down at him. one soon trails up into his hair, fingers running through it slow and tender.]

Not at all. Just don't need you t'feel bad about it, okay?

[oleaeuropaea]

Reckon I can work on that.

[His head cants, easing into the gentle touches within his hair. He exhales gently through his nose, smile slight but content. Real in a way it so rarely seems to be.]

If we're startin' over though, that means we get to have a new first kiss. [He leans forward, just a little.] That is, if you're up for it?

[livlaughlove]

[as embarrassing as having an audience was, it isn't like livio didn't enjoy their first kiss, or think of it as such. still, the sentiment is adorable, as is vash. per usual.]

Reckon I'd like that.

[there's a chance that vash asks -- and begins to lean in -- so that he can initiate, but something in livio insists that once again, he has to go for vash first. the independent is always questioning his own worth, and livio will be damned if he gives vash any excuse to think liv doesn't want him. the hand in vash's hair slides down to cradle the back of his head as livio dips in to press their lips together. while it isn't heated, exactly, it isn't shy, either. his other hand caresses vash's cheek, and he moves his lips against vash's slowly. he means it. he wants to be here, with vash. he needs that to come across.]

[oleaeuropaea]

[Vash was, indeed, ready to be the one to make that first move. Maybe it even takes him slightly aback to find Livio's lips there and waiting. He doesn't really have time to process the feeling of them moving against his own before his body kicks in and reciprocates, gentle as can be.

There's still so much fear there. He isn't back to normal, Livio could easily become corrupted. But Vash... can at least trust himself enough to let go for just a few minutes. Livio, he knows, won't push him. And that makes it so much easier. He lets his own hands slide back against Livio's face, one circling the plate at the side of his head, the other slipping through his hair.]

[livlaughlove]

[vash reciprocating is enough for livio to drop his guard for the time being. enough so that when he feels vash's fingers around the dome where his ear used to be, his breath catches as an old fear rises in his chest.

in only a second, he knows why, and he knows it's ridiculous. this is vash, he reminds himself. vash, who is above all kind and as averse to harming others as any living being could possibly be. vash would never intend to hurt him.

it's hard to reconcile logical thought with his body's instincts, though. he tries to swallow it and put on a smile, even if it wavers and isn't entirely convincing.]

How's that, sunflower?