Outside Counselor Xi’s office, you pace up and down the short hallway, waiting while she makes her preparations. You don’t know what to expect from this--delving into memories and feelings better off repressed, as far as your...
“I’ll make every effort to recognize your boundaries too,” you sign.
You feel happiness from her, but still wrapped up in anxiety.
“You’re sweet Aydan, but it’ll be more difficult than you think,” she signs.
“Well I might fuck up but we’ll be okay,...
You always seem to gravitate toward the first time you encountered her, the day you arrived at Translunar Academy. You keep it in a directory for special memories. She was sitting by the pond at the world’s edge, her eyes a tranquil blue, scattering...
You& feel like an enby who’s kind of a girl, or a girl who’s kind of an enby, that feels right at the moment. You& feel unusually confident about it. It’s just you& in here, nobody to observe you&, you& could do anything you want with your& avatar....
It was worth a venture, but this hairstyle isn’t working for you&. You& reconstitute its former length, and make it even longer. It’s just too important a stim toy not to have. You&‘re keeping the wires, though, woven in with braids along the sides...
You& know just the thing--a mycelial network. You& can feel it now, the soil on your& fingertips as you& reach around you&, the tiny stimmy fibers lining the tunnel. You& feel the airflow through the corridor, telling you the story of a vast...
[CW: self harm, suicide, transphobia]
Threats like that warrant only one response. You& strike at the interloper with your& cable-whip--he dodges. You& can feel his every movement in your& tactile web of mycelium--you& strike again, but he slips...
[CW: self-harm, child abuse]
The creeper rises to his feet and pokes around the mycelial passageways surrounding your current sector. Flashes of memory cross your& mind, triggering emotional shockwaves--anger, despair, fear, dysphoria, sadness--you&...