Millions knives languidly sitting in a fancy chair with his knives coming off of his arms and legs. He looks bored or like he’s considering something.
MY VERY LATE ADDITION TO #bottomknivesweek IM SO SORRY IM A MONTH LATE!!!
Enjoy this guy <3 I will color him eventually
#millionsknives
plantcest - vk entree for last day of bottom nai week, here ya go.
archiveofourown.org/works/74297866
Nai is using is knives for better access to his pusspuss
#BottomKnivesWeek
Day6 -Annihilation - Overstimulation /matin cycle/heat
Day 7: Wild Card
☆Kink of your choice
☆AU of your choice
Domination
manhandling, dom bottom, dubcon~noncon
dont tempt a man with a good time, he WILL take advantage of it
#bottomknivesweek #wk #woodknives
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Day3 -Angelic -lingerie
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Days 5 & 6 - dom bottom ; mating cycles/heat
Day 6: Annihilation
☆Overstimulation
☆Mating cycles/heat
☆Body horror/modification
"We've only just begun."
Screenshot of the header of my fic "In Control" on AO3 Summary: Nick comes home, acting a little differently than he usually would. Something seems to bother him, and Nai is more than willing to help him work it out. Rated: E
Day 6 — Overstimulation + “We’ve only just begun” for #bottomknivesweek
#kwk [Deep Cuts AU]
🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/74185126
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Day2-penance -bondage
(My first Time drawing a puss*)
*nervous*
Sketch of Nai tied up in hanging shibari with non descript hands all over him and a cock in his pussy. He's crying and blushing and maybe enjoying it.
#bottomknivesweek day 2! Exhibitionism, Penance, "settle down", bondage <3
I like to think Vash had him tied up and he just wants Vash's cock but Vash won't give it to him as a punishment hehe
#nsfw #millionsknives implied VK
Day 5: Domination
☆Manhandling
☆Dom bottom
☆Dubcon/noncon
"Worthless."
No rush! Take care of yourself! ❤️🩹
text screenshot: On a typical morning, Vash woke with the sunlight streaming in and peaking at his face between the long strands of Knives’s black hair covering it. This morning was slightly different in that the clingy mass of his brother was boiling him alive. “Knives.” Vash tried prying him off, concern and annoyance jockeying for first priority. Knives groaned and was loosened with worrying ease. Most mornings Vash had to either forgo the morning piss until Knives decided to get up or he’d drag Knives along with him. Personal space was a luxury Knives thought they couldn’t afford. And dignity was something he gave away for free when it was just the two of them. “What’s wrong with you?” “Is that how you ask after my health?” Knives mumbled, an arm thrown over his eyes against the sunlight. If it was possible, he seemed paler than usual—the darkness of his hair in stark contrast—all except for his cheeks which burned a comical apple red. Vash laughed before he could think better of it. “You’re actually sick.”
text screenshot: “Is that how you ask after my health?” Knives mumbled, an arm thrown over his eyes against the sunlight. If it was possible, he seemed paler than usual—the darkness of his hair in stark contrast—all except for his cheeks which burned a comical apple red. Vash laughed before he could think better of it. “You’re actually sick.” A set of red-rimmed pale blue eyes glared daggers—or in his case knives—at Vash out from behind Knives’s pasty white arm. “Don’t.” That only made Vash laugh harder. He threw an arm over his over eyes and leaned back against the headboard under the force of it. In the back of his mind he knew this laughter was at his brother’s expense absolutely but it was also a mask for a much heftier realization he wasn’t ready to confront. Beside him, Knives gripped him by the wrist with less force than he usually would. “Vash.” Knives meant it as a command but it came across whiny. Ironically, that worked on Vash far better. “Okay, okay. Let me go get some medicine in town.” Knives looked aghast. “You’d leave me in this vulnerable state?” “No you’re right, I prefer watching you suffer.” Vash brushed hair out of Knives’s disgruntled face and pressed a bare wrist to his forehead. He remembered seeing mothers do this with their sick children before. Just as he thought, Knives’s skin was scolding hot against his own. “That’s a nasty fever.”
text screenshot: Vash slipped inside, the ridges along his cock flaring once there and the feathery folds of Knives’s opening encircling the base. Ill as he was, Knives would not let Vash escape now that they were joined as one. That was fine by Vash—with how burning hot Knives felt on the inside he never wanted to leave again. He dug his knees in the mattress, pulling Knives closer until the tip of his conical dick met resistance. This was as deep as he could go. He ground his hips, not pulling out an inch, shushing Knives’s whining complaints for more.
#bottomknivesweek
#plantcest comm wip of post-trimax knives miserably ill and clingy. what is a brother to do? (fuck the fever out of him of course)
#trigun #trimax
Screenshot of the header of an AO3 page: Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandoms: Trigun Stampede (Anime 2023)Trigun (Anime & Manga 1995-2008) Relationship: Millions Knives/Nicholas D. Wolfwood Summary: Nai can't believe his first kiss with his best friend happened because of a silly viral video trend.
Day 4 — First time for #bottomknivesweek
I could finally post it!! #kwk
🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/74099266
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Day 4 - pillow princess
#kwk
Day 4: Forgiveness
☆First time
☆Pillow princess
☆Make-up sex
"We only have each other."
#BottomKnivesWeek - a quick little something for day one, bullriding shenanigans with your boyfriend's nephew.
archiveofourown.org/works/74040611
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Day 3 - angelic ; hierophilia
Day 3: Angleic
☆Wingplay
☆Hierophilia
☆Lingerie/costume kink
"Why won't you ever learn?"
+close ups
Knives with his legs bound tightly, heels against his thighs and spread haphazardly. His stomach is creased from how he is bent at the waist, his cunt covered by pelvic wings. His thighs are wet with slick. Livio is crouched between his legs, watching his own thick fingers spread Knives' ass cheek so he can slide two fingers into his asshole. Knives is flushed from his chest to the top of his head, his neck flushed from where Wolfwood holds a bandage across his throat to cut off some circularion to Knives' brain. Wolfwood is huddle close behind Knives, nose preassed against his ear and asking, "Why won't you ever learn? Your actions have consequences, Knives." Knives' face is glistening with a mess of tears, sweat, and snot. His chest is scarred under his pectorals, sharp lines that echo the imagery his own knives. His right arm is severed from his bicep, blood pouring out of him and dripping between Wolfwood's pants and the ground. His left eye is darkened and dripping, presumably from another gruesome wound. His left arm is tangled and held at the elbow by his brother, Knives' clutching at Vash with claws, Knives' grimace fearful and full of anxiety. Vash has his right arm curled around Knives' left wing, hugging it and missing at his feathers. Vash has his own, blackened and decaying wing, not as full and fluttering as Knives'. Vash watches as Livio fingers his brother's clenched asshole, curious and enraptured of how his body takes his punishment these two humans give him.
Penance + Angelic
bondage, wingplay, "why won't you ever learn?"
There are consequences to your actions, Knives.
#bottomknivesweek #bottomknives #plantlivwood
This is stunning!! ✨️
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Day 2 - penance ; bondage
Day 2: Penance
☆Bondage
☆Exhibitionism
☆Sadomasochism
"Settle down."
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Day 1 - vitality ; breeding
