suddenly, the my great downfall of being unable to create intelligent dialogue or storypanel progression shows through.
Too lazy for a background, I’ve listened to The Trapeze Swinger by Iron and Wine like
6 times.
aaand, while I’m crying in the Ram fandom archaeology digs, I might as well share a lovely fixit fic from 2012 that reminds me a lot of this art here…
not explicit but pretty sexy (in the way Tron 1982 just… is)