my full piece for the bound together: vashwood zine 🧡
preview for my piece for bound together @vashwoodzine !
[ID: Digital drawing of trimax Vash and Wolfwood from the waist up. They are very close to each other, Wolfwood just in front of Vash, with one of each of their arm crossed over the other; Vash has his right arm over Wolfwood's right arm. They are looking into each other's eyes and smiling. There are ropes around their waists and wrists that hang limply. In the background faintly seen to the left of the main figure is a drawing of Vash with a big smile running away from explosions and the Punisher. End ID]
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[ID: Digital drawing of Vash, Wolfwood, Meryl and Milly from Trigun. It is predominantly in oranges, yellows and blues. The four characters are in the centre of the image, with Milly carrying the other three while running. She is wearing a striped poncho over a long sleeve shirt with tassels running down the sides, and her expression looks like she is laughing. Vash also has a wide smile, wearing a red bandana over his neck and sitting on Milly's right shoulder, pointing a gun out toward the viewer and carrying a sack over his shoulder with $$ written in large font on it. Hanging under Milly's left arm is Meryl with a fond but exasperated face, wearing a hat with tassels and some gloves, holding out a small gun in her right hand. Hanging onto Vash's waist with his left arm and legs around Milly's right side torso is Wolfwood, puffing out smoke and holding a cig in his smirking mouth; he is holding onto a similar sack also with $$ on it (albeit smaller) in his right arm. Gunsmoke's two suns, some paper cash flying around, a scribble almost resembling tumbleweed, some rocks and formations in the distance can be vaguely seen in the background. The whole piece is meant to emulate a very 'Wild West' feel. End ID]
tummy ache survivor
[ID: A Trigun comic, the first part colored and the second in grayscale. Vash hugs himself with a pained grimace, distressed lines emanating from him. Wolfwood presses a hand to himself with an affected expression and a halo radiating around him, and he says, "Sorry you're having a bad day, you can touch my tits if you want." Vash looks at him with teary gratefulness. End ID]
the song of humanity we all know will continue to be sung 🎉
pop, pop, pop go the pistol
bang, bang, bang go the gun
hand in mine, into your ice blues
i’d end my days with you, in a hail of bullets