#vince tries

[azukisprouts]

asajksjdjkksjdkk DEAD PLATE

Full painting under the cut!

I am. so normal about these three.

[jesse-pinko]

Yeah okay obviously the stupid hat didn’t actually make Walter more evil but I do believe with my whole heart that we should have gotten one entire B plot of Jesse trying to get rid of the stupid hat but by a string of increasingly convoluted extenuating circumstances being unable to do so

[elvenbeard]

Look at these lovestruck fucking tourists ~

[wombywoo]

2 and 13 maybe?

2 has been answered 😗

13. Who’s the bigger tease?

Definitely Quinn, lmao. When he's wearing something...sultry he knows exactly the effect he has 😏 And he for sure tries to play it up when he wants to [redacted] lmao. In response--Vincent, a man of principle, a gentleman even, has mastered the art of the horny grip

[limonjarritos]

VINCE IS SO DOWN BAD FOR RODY OH MY GOD??? LITERALLY KILLS HIS EX GIRLFRIEND TO MAKE HIM HAPPY???? THEYVE KNOWN EACH OTHER LESS THAN A WEEK??????

LITERALLY LIKE- MY MAN FELL HARD AND INSANELY. LIKE WHO DOES THAT? I wouldn't have it any other way. Just the way that as soon as Rody came into his life he was like 'I need this man to be so whole-y mine.'

When I was playing the game my pet theory was that he fell for Rody's brand of love, for how he loved Manon (he did say that he spoke of Manon when they first met) and Rody's personality.

(read more because I am so annoying about this game vv)

Something something, how Rody loves so intensely to the detriment of himself (Manon told him to stop giving, to for once in his life realise that he needed to take care of him self and be stable. He can't just account for the other person's needs <- barely know her but I get why Rody was head over heels). How Rody's love is similar to his cooking, burning, burning himself, burning and oh so overwhelming. And I do think Vince wanted the feel of that burn for himself, wanted to feel the warmth and devotion of which he had been so devoid of. To understand what it was he was lacking. How love and cooking go hand in hand in the story, how Vince's dishes were devoid of love, how he can't taste. How Rody's love surely would be strong enough, would be the missing ingredient to allow him to finally taste something. (Also lack of taste going hand in hand with what looks like depression of some sort, or perhaps just apathy for life. How bland his own life may be. How such a love, such a person could perhaps bring some taste to his life.) Vince seems to have killed Manon as a form of trying to show Rody a similar type of love. Giving him something, giving him a meal made out of Rody's own love. A gift since he couldn't give his own brand of love in a way that matters, couldn't give it without showing his own brand of devotion. I do think he 100% had an underlying jealousy and hatred of Manon, how Rody was still stuck up on her. How she never once mentioned Rody when her and Vince dated (though outside of Vince's pov I'm pretty sure Manon was just doing the healthy normal thing by not mentioning an ex?? but Vince is soooo gone) which is obviously a sin (he doesn't seem to take kindly to people who are mean to Rody. Such as the article and Rody's old college classmate) and proof she wasn't deserving enough of Rody's love. But alas she was still a gift and show of love to Rody.

On the personality topic (thought I forgot about that did you?), Rody is such a brash and kind person. A perfect foil for Vincent's more stoic nature. Rody willing to try and befriend Vincent, running into the kitchen to talk to him. He showed a bit of said love to Vince by trying to befriend him and how could Vince not want more? (why wouldn't Vince try to reciprocate in his own way. Make him happy) I mean he seems pretty feared by his cooks, and the people at the party have mentioned that Vince is pretty ruthless, not at all a person many wish to get to know. But Rody is willing to, yet Vince wants his undivided attention...

Okay wow this has gone on way too long uhh I'm 100% open to further discussion especially if I forgot something! And I haven't really looked too much into the game past playing it, so any reveals the creator may have given I'm mostly unaware of and would love to be informed of more!

Anyways tiny Vincent attack!

[lulu-pinstripy]

Here is my contribution for the "Cult of the goat". And a different version of brightgoat >them< . It came in my head and I couldn't move on.

It was really cool lives. :)

I've intentionally forgot the eye hat thingy because I thought it spoiled the design.

I don't have any regrets >:)

[evagora]

“I said I play guitar. And I… I guess you could say I sing—?”

What.

“—Not much! But enough for the night… I think. So, I'm offering you my services. The crew insisted.”

or: La Gueule de Saturne receives artists every weekend. Rody may be one of them, and Vince is low-key having a crisis.

————

pspsps dead plate fandom here's a one shot 4 u :))

[gocryaboutitt]

The Motley Manager

In this it will be about motleys manager / friend that has an accent that they cant quite pin point (australian) (its literally just them finding out where shes from lol) so yeah, try and enjoy i'll try and not make it so bad :). btw the character's name for this will be Jess (feel free to use or suggest other names).

on to whatever this is;

It was around midday when Jess was waiting for the band to show up, it was peaceful until she had heard a large amount of footsteps running to the studio, "That better be them, finally showing up" she says letting out an agitated groan. As the door harshly slams open, there before her stand the men from the sleaziest band "Hey darlin' hope you weren't waiting on us" states Nikki while wearing his smirk. "What fucking took you guys so long to get here?" replies Jess with her brows furrowed, "It doesn't matter, sweets" grins Tommy "at least we actually showed up" he says as they all sit down.

"Yeah, i guess i can't go asking too much, can I?" she says while leaning back in her chair, "Say, Jess" asks Tommy while not breaking eye contact with their manager, "what is it T-bone, what could you possible have to ask now" she responds while the others chuckle. "What is your accent? it sounds familar, and ive been thinking about it for a while" he mumbles the last part and places his hand on his face, "Yeah, what is it, where exactly are you from" asks Vince.

"I thought my accent would have been a dead give away" she says while looking around the room, "so, where ya from, pretty lady" asks Nikki as they all intently stare at her. "I'm australian, im from australia. i lived there until i was about 19" she states calmly "You! Are australian??" they ask in disbelief as she nods to confirm their question. "I am indeed" she murmurs while swiveling in her chair. "Now that its out of the way, can we focus on why you guys are here in the first place?" she asks, sighing. "How come you didn't tell us?" asks Vince as a scoots over to her "didn't think it was important" she responds as her accent becomes more prominent.

"And no, i will not be saying certain things" she states resulting in Tommy pouting, and the rest of the band to snicker at him. "Not right now at least, maybe after this" she states, grinning.

well this went better than i expected but i didnt know what to write

anyways toodles for now

dont forget to request things

reblogs are most certainly welcome :))

[glitteronadumpsterfire]

44 mickvince something mafia related plbs ill love you forever sorry for being so demanding 🥺

[not sure if this is what you intended but here you go]

---Two weeks before the wedding---

While the whole city of Naples was asleep, Michele was sitting at the pier under the crescent moon and cloudless sky. The night was unusually quiet, and all that could be heard was the sound of the waves lazily going back and forth against the shore.

“How does it feel, Vincé?” Asked Michele in monotone, after Vincenzo sat down next to him.

“What do you mean?”

“Your wedding with Arianna. Have you already forgotten?”

“No, I haven't.” Vincenzo looked up to the sky, spotting a few stars. “But I'm not really enthusiastic about it, you know? I barely know her.” He added, shrugging, turning towards Michele, staring at his icy blues.

The other man turned around and sighed.

“I think she feels the same, too.” Continued Vincenzo, gazing at the sea. “We're getting married just to please our parents, after all.”

Michele stayed in silence.

“What's wrong, Miché?”

“Nothing, it's just...” Michele exhaled. “I don't know what I'm going to do after you get married and move there. Maybe I should just... Get it over with already.” He suddenly got up, but Vincenzo stopped him, seizing his arm.

“Don't even try to think about it!” The blond raised his voice.

Michele stared at him, saying nothing, the corners of his eyes filling with tears.

Vincenzo moved his hand to Michele's. “Ti amo, Miché. I always will.”

The raven-haired man brought his fingers to Vincenzo's cheek, before the blond got closer and pressed his lips against Michele's.

---One week before the wedding---

“Ciao.” Said a boyish familiar voice.

“Ciao...” Michele sighed, without diverting his gaze from the sea. “How's the nose, Vincé?”

“Not as bad as the other day, I think it's healing.” Informed Vincenzo, sitting down next to Michele.

“It's all my fault.” Murmured Michele. “I'm sorry.” He turned towards the blond, whose hazel eyes were glistening under the moonlight.

Vincenzo frowned. “No way! Why would this be your fault?”

“You got beaten up by your father because he saw you hanging out with me! The real question is, how is this not my fault?” Michele's blue eyes began to become watery. “I should just... We should just stop seeing each other, before one of us ends up dead!”

Vincenzo exhaled. “Miché, don't say that...” He rested his hand on Michele's shoulder. Michele took Vincenzo's hand on his and squeezed it.

A gunshot was heard in the distance.

“We should go home. Now.” The dark haired man said, looking at the blond boy in the eyes.

---Two nights before the wedding---

Michele was feeling restless: it was three in the morning and Vincenzo still had to show up. He was shivering, despite it being a summer's night in Naples. He felt like something bad had happened to his lover.

He shot a glance back at the coast: he never felt so happy to be proven wrong, as he realized that Vincenzo was running towards him.

Michele got up and pulled the blond boy in his arms, hugging him and kissing his face all over. Vincenzo squeezed him just as tight. “Sorry for being late. I was worried someone was following me and I took the longer way.”

“Grazie a Dio you're here, Vincé.” The other whispered.

“Listen,” Vincenzo detached himself from Michele, “I am so tired of living like this.”

Michele blinked, a worried expression painted on his face.

“I don't want to get married to Arianna, I can't take being a criminal anymore...” Continued the blond, “and more importantly, I can't stand being away from you for just one more minute.”

“Vincé, where are you going with this?”

“I want to run away with you, Miché!” Vince took Michele's hands in his.

“But where?! You know they're gonna find us no matter where we go!”

“Not if we take the cargo ship to America.”

Michele widened his eyes.

Vincenzo grinned.

“You're crazy, you hear me?” Michele threw his arms up in the air. “Pazzo!”

“So, are you in?”

Michele hesitated. “If I had to choose between staying here without you and the possibility of dying at sea with you…” He said in the end, smiling. “I still would choose you.”

---One night before the wedding---

The first sun rays of the morning had still to come out as Vincenzo and Michele embarked on the first cargo ship to the United States of the day, hoping for a new chance at life.

Put That Guy in a SituationTM Ask Game/Prompt!

[littleredchucks]

How to give Howard Moon really bad news and get away with it by simultaneously giving him really good news:

A crappy attempt at a Boosh Valentines comic.

(It made sense in my brain pan, apologies)

[yallemagne]

Coping with the height difference between Vincent and Rody being Vincent > Rody, like that shit has got me sweating.

Imagine how much taller Vincent is in stiletto heels.

[elvenbeard]

V: Gimme your hands. K: What, we holdin' hands now like some teens in the schoolyard? V: Hm-hm. K: Pff... yeah, okay, sure.

(he actually loves it, but he would never admit it)

ALSO.

;______________________;

I'm sorry for being such a tease but yeah... They're holding hands ;___; like some teens in love in the school yard ;___;

There's a few things iffy yet with one of the hand poses, details really but I'm a perfectionist always, in case you couldn't tell yet XD

Also, everything here is far from shareable yet, cause I'd like to do these as AMM addons eventually, currently they're just replacers. Also obviously I wanna make a whole pack with modular poses and whatnot because we need. hand. holding. poses!!! As many as possible for all the scenarios xD

[fluctuating-fanby]

Me before listening to WTNV: I mean I can see the appeal of enemies to lovers, but I just like best friends to lovers so much more! Me after listening to WTNV: Me: [somehow completely sidesteps Cecearl] Me: [falls face-first into Kevcil instead] Me: [muffled] Okay yeah guess I'm here now

[crowned-ladybug]

With weathered wings and broken bones A flight for the fallen flies the crow

@riftwalker-limbro's fashionable math problem Vince here to kick some ass and love his fiancée and unfortunately one of those is maybe currently not available

[flapjacksboi]

Silly guy

[princyvish]

a rq from my strawpage :3€