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Oak Street, Clarkson, Nebraska.

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Clarkson (Perth), Western Australia.
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"James Gin", painting by me. ♥︎ A while ago I've drawn a painting of James May and his gin, but the design of the bottle changed and that's why I wanted to draw a new portrait featuring James with a bottle of his delicious gin. ♡ So I came up with this one...sadly this painting took me forever - due to its size and all the tiny details. But I have drawn it in a way that I can turn it into a big A0 print...all I need is a spare wall somewhere!
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Prompt: Love is Love (Discord Drabble)
Wayne begins to panic as soon as Eddie sits down at the opposite side of the breakfast table, looking all rumpled and grumpy like he does every morning.
He takes Scott's hand under the table and shoots his now-official partner a look. Scott nods firmly, despite the weary glint in his eyes.
He's gotta do this. He can do this.
At least he thinks so until he looks back to his nephew, only to find Eddie rubbing sleep from his eyes and muttering a curse about the morning sun. He watches as the boy takes a swipe at the thin curtain that dresses the window and snaps it shut.
Scott flinches and Wayne sighs.
They have been hiding this long enough. And there is only so much seeking around they can do before Eddie catches them, which would be a very real kind of betrayal his nephew will (perhaps rightfully) never let him hear the end of.
"I - uh, we need ta talk to ya, kid."
Now that sounds different on Wayne's tongue. He has sat Eddie down many times before over the years, mostly all for reasons that left the boy in a puddle of tears. Like when he had to break it to the kid that his father was going to jail, or when he had to repeat senior year – and then again the following.
But this time is for a good reason – a great one, Wayne reminds himself as he takes his and Scott's intertwined hands to rest up on the three-seater table and right out in the open.
"You guys are dating," Eddie deadpans, looking at the hands, "I know."
He looks more awkward than anything as he offers a shrug.
"Oh gosh," Scott gasps with relief and slumps back in his seat, "That was easy."
But Wayne finds himself frowning, "How'd ya know?"
Eddie makes a face like it's painfully obvious, that sarcastic little quirk in his brow Wayne started to recognise back when his nephew was eight and far too smart (but not quite book smart) for his own good.
"Since my Uncle started hanging out with Scott Clarke, Dork of the Century," Eddie retorts with a grin.
Wayne hangs his head, readying himself to at least attempt to explain to Scott how such... colourful names are merely terms of endearment. Well, at least he thinks that's what is going on here.
"Y'know what?" Scott starts, playfully pointing at Eddie with his free hand in that all-too-chipper way he does, "I'll take it, Edward. I sit here before you, proudly a dork."
"Oh, Jesus," Eddie groans, scrubbing a hand over his face.
"But we just want you to know, Eddie," Scott continues, reaching now to place his hand on Eddie's shoulder and Wayne has to stifle a chuckle as his nephew freezes up, "That love is love, and that's A-okay."
Eddie looks Wayne dead in the eye and stage-whispers, "Why did you have to pick somebody so lame!"
Ariel Atom 2  '2003–2007