Faye lookbook for her day ❤️❤️❤️
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Faye lookbook for her day ❤️❤️❤️
After drawing lots of cute stuff and girls, I felt like stepping out of my comfort zone and drawing a hot guy ( ͡° ꒳ ͡°). And the hottest man I know is Spike Spiegel (♡ˊ͈ ꒳ ˋ͈)
(The third attempt was the good one, by the way.)
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Cowboy Bebop modern day au!
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I’ve been thinkin about this for so long. They’re just people who didn’t reach their goals and have no idea how they got into their jobs.
Spike is a scaffolder, jet is a teacher and Faye works as a waitress in a fancy 5 star restaurant. I’d like to think they live together somewhere near London but go into London for work.
Sweat was beading across Spike's brow. His eyes were screwed shut in a grimace of abject agony as he lay writhing on the couch.
Faye worried at her lower lip as she entered the room, arms crossed loosely so her hands each cupped the opposite elbow.
He hadn't seemed this hurt earlier when Jet and Doc were patching up his wounds, though that had also been an exercise in patience for Faye as she had listened to his howls and moans.
Hesitantly, she sat down on the table in front of the couch. She released her elbows so she could rest them on her thighs as she wringed her hands in an attempt to rid her body of the restless anxiety churning through her.
Spike's right arm was folded across his ribcage, splinted and bound to his midriff by a mummy's worth of bandages. His left arm slipped off the couch as his body continued to spasm.
Without thinking, Faye reached out to grab his left hand. She was sitting near enough to the couch that she could scooch her knees over just a smidge and would be able to give his dangling appendage a place to lie.
She didn't know why she was even bothering to do this for him. He was the fool for taking up this narrow space instead of recovering in his own room. Besides, he was completely out of it and probably not at all aware of her attempt to offer any sort of aid.
But, to her surprise, his panting mellowed into more regular - still strained - breathing. His body seemed to calm just a touch. And, most telling, his hand twitched to clutch onto hers.
A man drowning in pain, desperately grasping at human connection.
Daily drawing 20 apr 2026
Faye Valentine
Marker shading test
[Tharsis Sunrise] Spike/Vicious.
Page 01-10, TBC.
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