thinking about: post-tf sensory overload. Lying there, drawing ragged breaths into new lungs, trying to reckon with new and changed senses, new limbs and your new body. Slowly reacclimating to the world, perhaps with a companion present - such as the one who turned you, for example - comforting you as you open new eyes, smell new scents. Panic and fear subsiding to be replaced with a rising joy and wonder. A cathartic clarity in the wake of undergoing an incredibly intense transformative experience.
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hey there, i’m Tux! i make art and comics, and sometimes dabble into a few other hobbies!
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✨ text tag —> #tux chatters
✨ comic tag --> #tux comics
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