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sebcosmothetransguy · 27 days

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original short story + art by me

since the poll ended up being yes as the most votes for if yall wanted me to post a short story and art for it, i will now being doing so

it’s called The Hole

There was once a little creature called Lynx.

Lynx lived on a star. He’d wander around, his little glowing feet pattering on the star’s bright surface, as he’d search for star pebbles and salamanders and star kelp.

He’d spend his days building little towers and homes for the salamanders to crawl on and play with, he’d tie the star kelp around the salamander’s bellies and walk them around the star, his laughter twinkling as he’d watch the sparkling salamanders flounder around and gulp up star juice.

Lynx spent his mornings and day-times sleeping, his face burrowed into the back of a salamander buddy, as a bunch of them covered his tiny glowing body with their tough, warm scales. While he slept, he dreamt of eating star-berry pies all night and having star juice with his salamander friends. At night, when the star was glowing happily, Lynx woke to start his day and all the salamanders pattered away to go hide in the star kelp for him to find again.

One morning, Lynx’s salamander friends didn’t come to cover him with their warm scales. He was worried and he was alone and he was very cold. The star during the day wasn’t as hot and glowing as it was at night, and everything was too dark and scary then. Lynx didn’t like it very much.

He stuffed his shiny face into the star, trying to sleep as he normally would, but he couldn’t help thinking about how cold it was and how lonely he was.

Lynx looked up and covered his eyes in the darkness because of how scary it was. He cried out for his salamander friends. He didn’t like this game very much.

None of the salamanders sparkling little bodies came wobbling to him. None of their little pointy heads poked out from the star juice puddles or the thick bushes of sea kelp.

Lynx was very, very alone.

He shoved his face back into the ground and cried. His tears were brighter than the star had ever been, and soon Lynx was laying in a bright clear puddle of his tears. When he opened his eyes, he saw what he had done.

He tucked his face into the pool of tears, tossed his body around in it, and felt warm and safe finally. Lynx shut his eyes and fell asleep.

His dreams were haunted by the vanished salamanders, and he tossed and turned all day long.

When night came, the star glowed as usual, but still no salamanders. Lynx decided it was time for him to look for his salamander friends.

He bottled up some of star juice and started exploring the star. He knew of one place they could be: The Hole.

It was a deep dip in the star’s surface that all salamanders were afraid of and tried avoiding. Lynx knew that some salamanders had been stuck in The Hole before, tempted by the luscious and extra bright star juice there, they had fallen in and drowned. That’s why Lynx had to get there fast.

He galloped across the star, his tiny feet thumping, his little legs pumping. He kept running and running and running, endlessly, tirelessly, little puffs of twinkling air escaping his mouth as he ran.

Then he came to a sudden halt.

He had reached The Hole.

Lynx approached the edge of The Hole and looked down. There, at the bottom, was a huge pool of very brilliant star juice, and there, on the edges of it, were all the salamanders, trying their best to hold on to the walls of The Hole and not fall in and drown.

Lynx let out a little gasp. He dove head first into the star juice pool, hitting it with a small splash. He knew how to swim, and peddled his way to the salamanders. He gathered them, letting them sit on his back and head as he swam around and piled them all onto himself.

Finally, after finding them all, Lynx grabbed his little bundle of tied together star kelp and threw it up towards the top of the The Hole, around one of the jagged edges. He pulled himself and the salamanders out of the water and up the side of The Hole.

They were all so heavy. Little droplets of glowing sweat dripped down Lynx’s forehead and down his back. When he reached closer to the edge, some of the salamanders risked a jump towards the edge, and made it! They crawled away from the edge and waited for Lynx and the rest of the salamander friends.

Finally, after so much work and so many beads of sweat, Lynx reached the top.

The salamanders were saved.

Lynx was not alone anymore.

They celebrated by making a star-berry pie and drinking star juice all night long, and they never ever went anywhere near The Hole again.

and here’s Lynx

and also, Lynx does have top surgery scars. he’s trans and identifies as a boycreature. he uses it/its and he/him pronouns, with a preference for he/him. :)

#short story #original short story #short story writer #writer #artist #original art #oc art #trans #trans oc character #boycreature character #also fun fact: Lynx is a star too #let me know if you peeps want art of the salamanders too or feel free to make art of them as well (making sure that you mention me)#seb/cosmo posts #queer #queer community #queer art

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