Old partners in crime.
(It was supposed to be a study from a photography, but you know... I had feelings about them and yeah.)
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Lucrecia tries.
Alive, she decides, just. Relief comes tremulously, and it doesn’t last; his chest does not rise or fall in a telltale rhythm of breathing, and he doesn’t stir. What state is this in which he exists? Has he brushed with death’s quiet embrace, only to be pulled backward into some grey inbetween? What could have kept his body from seeking the comfort of nothingness, after enduring such horror?
Read the rest of Here before and after me on AO3
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Honestly? This just happened. I don't think I've ever sketched Lucrecia before, but it was a joy.
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I may still make some substantive changes, but the general idea is there, I hope you like it.
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a variety of fic-inspired scenes! I've enjoyed reading a variety of writings since falling back into vincent brainworms and wanted to share/illustrate a couple of my favorites
title & author noted top right
AO3 Links:
[Speed Demons] - crack, fun freaky fast driving at its best :)
[Mai Tai] - a bittersweet glimpse into turks holiday season
[Will You Wait Me Out?] - cozy family time, but watch out
[Failed Attempt] - short, bold take on nsfw w/ a side of horror
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Veld: We thought you were dead!
Vincent: Only on the inside.
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Turk!Vincent is living in my head rent free rn. I don't know why I sketched him this way; maybe he's stargazing or something idk deffo off duty tho
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I little work and progress of Vincent Valentine in turk. this man makes me melt so much ♥♥
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certified yearner and dreamer
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