Emil, ze/hir. The art of sci-fi, podcasts, cartoons, books, and bisexual what not
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Im Practicing Drawing Hair And Beards On Dwarves. Inspired By Filibusterfrog.
I’m practicing drawing hair and beards on dwarves. Inspired by filibusterfrog.
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At his house his dad is channel surfing with Anne. They must have found the key under the doormat and came in to use his streaming services. They are sitting right next to each other, shoulder to shoulder, hip to hip, knee to knee, yet they are light years apart. Her hair is silver and there are grooves carved into her skin from age. His hair is still brown and his face looks older from stress and lack of sleep.
His dad sees him, but Anne’s gaze barely flickers towards him.
“Jeremy, how was the store?” The attempt at normalcy makes him cringe. He can’t meet his gaze.
The police badge that sits on the bookshelf glints in the afternoon light. He can’t look directly at that either. It truly is an extension of his father. Both are echoes of lake water, blood and shadow. Everything he has lost and everything he can not have.
He shrugs in response and goes back to unloading groceries.
Lake Water
My finished fic Lake Water can be found here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35627182
What happens under the bridge?
B stands for Buir