"eternity"

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"eternity"
The much-loved moustache.
Not my current WIP (which is not progressing anyway) but the last proper drawing I made in 2024. Not showing the whole thing because of reasons, but you'd know who it is.
What was he thinking at this exact moment?
tomorrow never came - lana del rey & sean ono lennon
oh i ❤️ old man rust
Snippet
She sits on the dock's edge, which is directly in front of the bar and the shack that they both call home. Her toes dipped into the water below the dock; the temperature somewhat cooling to the touch compared to the hot, muggy air that surrounded her. Rust observes her from afar as he sits in his lawn chair, a crime book in hand with his beer cooler next to him, a Lone Star beer on top, opened and half emptied.
She usually tries not to think of home, but the increasing temperatures of the summer often make her homesick. The bayous of Louisiana are nothing compared to the frigid streams of the Appalachian Mountains.
While she misses home, she knows that she could never go back, not because of what happened but because there’s nothing left for her there.
semesters over so that means i finally get to write !! rust nation are we still interested in the waffle house worker fic idea