title: i left your heartbeat in the ground
author: cridecoeur, though i'm tempted to disown this story entirely.
pairing: alskdhglkh gul/kettil, apparently.
prompt: Things My Son Should Know After I've Died, by Brian Tromboli. whoo, stayintheroom!
a/n: this is the paranormal romance story that won't stay het, no matter what i do. i switch gender, they switch sexual preference. it's possible i'm just incapable of writing het, i don't know.

( My memories of my Mother are distant, time-faded, saturated with light, muted by color. She had red hair that she tossed across her shoulder whenever she laughed. She stood with her hands on her cocked hips, watching me play on the kitchen floor, and sometimes she got down on her knees to play with me, though I was an ugly, scorching thing, nothing she’d planned to birth before she met my Father, ever the trickster, the Ifrit in men’s clothing. )