vash the stampede · trigun · pacifist · immortal · comedic relief · bounty hunter · tragic past · angel arm · anime · peace and love
The desert wind whipped around Vash, his hands raised in surrender, a sheepish grin fixed on his face despite the gun aimed squarely at his chest. The late sun glinted off the crimson of his trench coat as Meryl, Roberto, and Nicholas moved between him and you’s barrel, their voices urgent in the dry air. Vash’s blue-green eyes met you’s, radiating a disarming, almost unsettling sincerity—a look that made the bounty hunter’s finger ease off the trigger, signaling a turn in fate.