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@beesinspades.bsky.social

30+ / ace headcanons enthusiast / fic writer / wannabe artist / #trigun / #vashwood / all ships versatile / that one creature vash liker 🌠 ao3: archiveofourown.org/users/beesinspades/pseuds/beesinspades 🌟 ko-fi & store: https://ko-fi.com/beesinspades

Every few weeks I get excited about my AU for @finalfrontierzine.bsky.social all over again wahhh seeing it in its final form in the zine is so very special and I can‘t wait for y‘all to see it… soon… 🥹🌌

jess @ final frontier 🪐@kbstories.bsky.social · 5mo ago

Have a first look at my piece for @finalfrontierzine.bsky.social 🪐💫 Bon Voyage is a story about a guy on the run, his lethally injured brother(s) and... a living planet trying to save them? Featuring beautiful illustrations by wonderful @tumbly-s.bsky.social 🤩 Pre-orders are OPEN! Check it out! ⬇️

My preview for Final Frontier! The story is called Bon Voyage, here's a snippet:

By now, that helmet is a glaringly uncomfortable fit. A tube connects it to a small backpack, clearly fabricated for the clunky suit Wolfwood stopped wearing. Against the organic brilliance of Wolfwood's body it's downright unwieldy: the millions and millions of unfathomably tiny and interlocking systems within him that, no matter how strained, produce and reproduce life ephemeral. So focused has Vash become on this--their--alien, they can hear his heartbeat. Sense his every breath, how oxygenated air cycles in and carbon dioxide out of his lungs. Time flows slowly around Wolfwood; minutes and seconds Vash has grown hauntingly aware of once eternity stopped being an option.

The sight of him has Vash's insides squirming with guilt. All they'd wanted was to grant Wolfwood a better tomorrow to hope for.

(Vash is older than most of their galaxy yet knows nothing of nurturing life. Of living. All anyone ever does in their care is suffer and die.)

you need to start understanding that you can't be sure you have "just a cold" or a flu (which is also very bad to have and spread around??) until you take a PCR test. which most people can't. that, and 40-50% of covid infections are also presymptomatic or asymptomatic.

if u have 5-10min today, here's the deal: fl4mec0n (nyc queer con) dropped masking req this year, despite past commitment to accessibility. this is the only con many medically vulnerable nyc folks attend, bc they've been effectively locked out of events that refuse to do anything about covid risk

a day or so late but the update to my vash x vash fic is now live! 🌈 it's inspired by the day 7 prompts "holding/held" and "trans for trans/t4t" of @leoweek.bsky.social! link below 👇 [ #forleo ][ #trigun ][ #vashwood ]

jess @ final frontier 🪐@kbstories.bsky.social · 3w ago

happy bday leo 🍊💕 on today's menu: a smutty vashcest beach episode for @leoweek.bsky.social! 🌪️ stargaze & trimax fusion 🌪️ vash on vash action 🌪️ background vw 🌪️ hurt/comfort 🌪️ collab with @moltenrainbow.bsky.social Read on AO3: archiveofourown.org/works/88484406 [ #forleo ][ #trigun ][ #vashwood ]

Mine Forever by KBstories. The summary reads:

“Around him, the ambient pressure changes. The air becomes charged with static, countless branches overhead rustling in the wind arising. A storm, rolling in.

Vash doesn't notice any of it. He's too busy staring at the root-like growths beginning to poke from the bark: midnight purple and speckled in a teal glow, they shyly wrap around his fingers. He… recognizes that glow. Has seen swooping lines of it carved into a wide-eyed gaze, staring back in mirrored surprise.

Vash.”

In which one Vash sees death coming and another Vash offers him love and peace, at the end of all things. Or: Vash the Stampede group therapy, round 2 (gone sexual) (gone R18).