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For a qsmp art requête, could you draw Antoine

Pwease and thank you 🍪

i thought youd never ask.

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@plantfell

★--;; It's cold out today; colder than usual, a bite to the air without the gentle damp freshly fallen snow provides, slush clinging to the sides of his boots. It leaves the smallest stinging sensation against the skin of Vash's face, leaves the usually pale tips of his ears and nose and the rise of his cheeks tinged with colour as his breath ghosts out in front of him. He digs his face a bit deeper into his cowl.

He's used to the eclipses, now; they came so often that they felt as natural as any other occurrence. It was nice, at times, meeting all the new folks that popped up with them; Vash is nothing if not social, after all, and running his mouth with someone new sure as hell beat the bubbling guilt that tended to fester in his core every time he thought of home.

Which is why when the hair on the back of his neck begins to stand on end, when that familiar pulse of energy flits across the edges of his consciousness, Vash freezes completely, eyes wide, before taking off at a dead sprint.

There's no mistaking it; it feels so familiar that its almost as though it were an extension of himself, an old constant in the back of his mind that hadn't been noticeable until it was gone completely- and then horribly, achingly so. The fact that he can feel it here, of all places, leaves his heart hammering in his chest far more so than the pounding of his soles against the slick concrete. (He hardly even feigns to apologize as he lives up to his namesake, darting around those who may have the misfortune of being in his way.)

He's here. He's here. He's here.

Vash doesn't know whether or not that's a good thing-- but that gaping, empty part of him desperately clings to the hope that it is. That it will be.

His body apparently doesn't know whether it's a good thing or not either as he slides to a stop a few feet away, eyes wide and chest heaving, though that's hardly the reason as to why he can't bring himself to speak.

Knives.

#[ ic. ]#plantfell #starts vibrating #i wasnt sure if they would meet immediately or after knvies is taken to his housing so [makes vague hand gestures]#im still not satisfied with this but i couldnt get anything to come out the way i wanted ghfhg