Carbone
@carbone-arts.bsky.social
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Disabled Musician and Artist. Sepsis survivor. Bald because I was cursed by a witch. 23. She/her. Asexual Lesbian. I write music too!
Disabled Musician and Artist. Sepsis survivor. Bald because I was cursed by a witch. 23. She/her. Asexual Lesbian. I write music too!
![2 snippets from Chapter 5 of "Like a Love Letter 2" must be quoted in order to understand this illustration:
1. [foreground] Manami slowly moved closer into Emi's space, nearly resting on her shoulder as she looked up at the taller woman. Emi seemed unaffected, though, and proceeded to pose cutely, even tilting her own head closer to Manami's and rotating so she was eye to eye with Manami. The pose was still very cute – Emi had clapped her hands together as if she was pleading Manami for something more – but the proximity caused a shift in sensations.
Manami could feel her heart begin to pick up in pace. She felt that warmth again, the one she felt (and Emi surely has as well; she had seen the signs of mutual reaction) whenever they were alone and needed each other's company.
2. [background] In that embrace they could feel it all, the excitement of the journey, the anticipation of keeping in touch, the loneliness that would surely be felt when things were slow in their lives. They lingered on these feelings, as well as the physical touch that they knew would be missed greatly. When they finally began to let go, there was still some hesitation from Emi, who gently held onto Manami’s sleeve even as they parted.
“Manami…” she whispered so softly, her lips barely parted. Looking into her eyes revealed a yearning for more.
“Emi, please…” Manami didn't want her last sight of Emi before her trip to be one of sadness. That would just make her heart break. She felt compelled to move in again but not for a hug. With a steady gaze, she watched as the distance between her and Emi's faces decreased until they were literally centimeters apart. Emi had made no move herself. The centimeters diminishing before her, Emi could feel her sadness begin to fade away along with the distance, and her eyes took on a gentler expression before they fluttered shut.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:7nyb4evngyoxq5ewn6umf2dt/bafkreiacxcr227uz5kkh3mticw6nznrsio755vhhr77qmvslp4glk3x75y)
