I literally crave affection. It’s not about sex. I crave somebody to cuddle with me, and to lay their head on my lap. I crave kisses, holding hands and running my thumb across theirs. Just looking at someone and thinking “how did I get this lucky”.
From the time it is born, a flame burns at the tip of its tail. Its life would end if the flame were to go out.
walking into the wrong class
(print for matsuricon, will probably undergo a few more changes before printing, but for now i’ve got other things to work on)
“Heroes are made by the paths they choose, not the powers they are graced with.”