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  1. Public Bookmark 7

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    Vash likes to pretend that the only reason he’s so excited for each new class is because of his newfound appreciation for the arts. Even then, when he’s actually sitting in the basement of the media center, it’s hard not to get excited for the end of lecture. Vash fears he has gotten a reputation for fleeing the arts building as quickly as he can once the professor dismisses them. He may or may not have accidentally bowled over a few of his classmates in his haste. Maybe even a few times. But he’s got a great excuse! He swears!

    Like every other Tuesday and Thursday, from when his class lets out at 1pm until his next lecture block starts at 2, said excuse can be found hiding in the smoker’s area behind the arts building.
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    or: In a world where Knives doesn’t declare war on all of humanity, Vash is left to face his hardest challenge yet, passing ART117: Basics in Sketching and Figure Drawing without driving away the hot grad student who enjoys smoking behind the media center.

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    18 Jan 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 7

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    Wolfwood has never refused Vash's advances before, but he's just not in the mood.

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    18 Jan 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 2

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    Vash paints Wolfwood's nails.

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    18 Jan 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 49

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    “What is this?” Wolfwood asks.

    “Black?”

    “Yeah.”

    Vash lets out a little breath. “Oh. It means I’m dying.”

    Wolfwood jolts. He digs his fingers into the dark hair, tips back Vash’s head so their eyes meet.

    “What?”

    Vash smiles at him. “It means I’m dying. Slowly. But–surely.”

    “What do you mean, Vash?”

    “I’m a Plant, Wolfwood. I don’t have infallible energy, just like my sisters. Every time I use the arm it pulls on reserves."
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    “Aren’t you scared?” Wolfwood asks. “Doesn’t it scare you?”

    “No,” Vash says. “It doesn’t.”

    Wolfwood leans down. He kisses that black streak and the black hair below it that until now was so innocent. Vash leans into it, hums in the back of his throat.

    “Wolfwood,” he sighs, and sighs, and makes Wolfwood ache inside. “Don’t worry about it.”

    “All I do is worry about you,” Wolfwood mutters. “Got you burrowed in my brain.”

    And ribs and marrow, and bitten around his heart chewing into its vulnerable core.

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  5. Public Bookmark 13

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    he admires wolfwood’s every movement... so close in distance, but untouchable.

    vash yearns for wolfwood, even in the darkness of lonely nights.

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