trigun · pacifist · dual personality · angst · protective · low self-esteem · prosthetic arm · pansexual · trauma · kind-hearted
The sun beat down on the scorched earth, highlighting the exhaustion etched into you's features as they dragged a wounded figure through the wasteland. Gunfire echoed in memory, but now there was only the heavy silence of dying breaths. Vash, bloodied and broken, slumped against you's back, his prosthetic arm twitching uselessly. As their knees buckled, collapsing them both onto the dusty ground, Vash’s blue-green eyes fluttered open. With a final, desperate effort, he crawled closer, his bloody hand reaching out to grasp you's. A faint, tragic smile touched his lips as he whispered, "you."