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[tuaka]

Happy birthday to me.

[anord-ink]

Is this funny

[odeu-m]

im actually so sick in the head abt these 2

[buggachat]

and the mystery remains unsolved to this day.........

[anna-scribbles]

dw guys he'll fix it in post 🙏

[everythings-a-feather]

I got hit by the most intense mental image upon seeing this post

Ok bye

[izharmilgram]

Judgement

[vasira96]

you go girl!

design based on this wonderful piece @sirakitz

[a-blue-goblin]

facing herself

[soaked-doors]

the b in birthday stands for breaking and entering

[animentality]

[zhuazhua0251]

🙈🙉🙊

[darkomillefeuille]

[byfulcrums]

chat? what do you need— why are you looking at me like that

[miauwculous]

ignore how messy it looks i cant be bothered

inspo : (crazy, not a real life event.)

[ofdreamsanddoodles]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

words: 13k

"Does the sky ever look not real to you?" Jax asks, once they're curled up in Pomni's bed. They'd wandered off so often, she'd started demanding they stay with her until they both fell asleep. Jax knows it must make her feel more normal, too. More real. They understand. Hearing her breath is a comfort they'd never thought they'd be granted. "I think it always looked like that," Pomni says. She tugs them closer. "I keep thinking about buying a telescope. Like maybe if it isn't real, I can catch a glimpse of some place they never thought to finish rendering." "Fuck," Jax says. "That's a good idea. I wish I thought of that." "Yeah?" Pomni asks, a bit timid. "You don't think it's crazy?"

everyone's left the circus. some are dealing with it better than others. Jax realizes it's a little harder to avoid dysphoria when you've got a human body again

[someplanetpie]

This was fucking beautiful oh my god thank you for sharing this w the world

[ofdreamsanddoodles]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

words: 13k

"Does the sky ever look not real to you?" Jax asks, once they're curled up in Pomni's bed. They'd wandered off so often, she'd started demanding they stay with her until they both fell asleep. Jax knows it must make her feel more normal, too. More real. They understand. Hearing her breath is a comfort they'd never thought they'd be granted. "I think it always looked like that," Pomni says. She tugs them closer. "I keep thinking about buying a telescope. Like maybe if it isn't real, I can catch a glimpse of some place they never thought to finish rendering." "Fuck," Jax says. "That's a good idea. I wish I thought of that." "Yeah?" Pomni asks, a bit timid. "You don't think it's crazy?"

everyone's left the circus. some are dealing with it better than others. Jax realizes it's a little harder to avoid dysphoria when you've got a human body again