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- bad things away from me until I fall asleep

are there lives where Sol isn't close with Dys and they don't go exploring enough to meet Sym, and keeping this secret their whole life makes them ache? how often have they wished to be able to tell someone else without being called crazy? how many lives have they accidentally let it slip one too many times, and been forced into experimental brain surgery to "fix" them? do they ever take out their frustration (and horror and exhaustion and anger and - ) on Sym and Dys, because they're the only ones who can know? is there a single timeline where someone else believes them, but it never happens again, and Sol misses it dearly?

Y'know. The farmers. The agriculturists. The cultivators. The gardeners.

Everyone thinks you're crazy and that all your worries are completely unfounded and frankly, kind of silly? Can't relate, sorry, Utopia.

And sure its genuinely optimistic in tone, and even though the first ending I got was Pretty depressing, it did have its good parts. But like. Man the tonal whiplash is Strong

WHAT DO YOU MEAN UTOPIA IS TRANS I DIDN'T KNOW

The child that you were

Weird plant alien creature pretending to be a person turns into a swarm of bees to prove a point

Commission from a previous month for @ottisbuns 🌟 thank you so much!

FUCKING DEVASTATING

i think i saw a movie like this once

Guy makes a really stupid decision and gets in a car accident -> no real damage from accident but insurance goes up -> starts beating himself up over his stupid decision -> gets depressed -> starts to realize he's single and had crash been worse he'd die alone -> realizes he's never had a relationship or even a crush and starts wondering what he'd want out of a relationship -> starts to realize he doesn't really like girls so he thinks he must be gay -> realizes he likes girls and boys about the same amount, so he must be bi -> later realizes that "same amount" is none at all -> he's ace

The bad news: I have created a new, higher-stakes Hunting Game that he is beginning to strongly associate with bedtime

I have served you and I have loved you for decades, but I will not give up my principles for you. You cut out part of my heart and took it with you down that path that you insist on walking, but you walk it alone. Even when the bleeding, gaping hole you left in my chest kills me, I will not follow you.

when ozymandias king of kings tells u to look upon his works and despair but, boundless and bare, the lone and level sands stretch far away