This post has content warnings for: discusses ableism, Discusses solitary confinement.
Quark Amaya McFluffers and I live in a little house in a city. Together we navigate the days with cuddles, reading and writing - or rather him sleeping as I write - and looking out the window at a world we both can't quite touch. He exists as angsty fluff, and I as a chronically ill, disabled nonbinary mess.