[ the fireworks are— she isn't a vampire from a world without a sun or a magical girl from fantasy poland or some ancient fuck from 200 years before grace was even born. they're not new and exciting to her, she's seen enough fireworks to not really care about them. she's not jaded, they're pretty and all, but unless she can find someone to cuddle so she can make a joke about their kisses making her see fireworks, what is the point?
grace startles initially when the woman grabs at her, but her instinct to comfort is stronger than apprehension and automatically her arms curl around the woman burying her face against grace's chest. it isn't long before her fingers are combing through her pale hair. ]
Oh honey. That doesn't mean you failed.
[ context is not necessary! the universe is stronger than one person. ]
fireworks
grace startles initially when the woman grabs at her, but her instinct to comfort is stronger than apprehension and automatically her arms curl around the woman burying her face against grace's chest. it isn't long before her fingers are combing through her pale hair. ]
Oh honey. That doesn't mean you failed.
[ context is not necessary! the universe is stronger than one person. ]