Icon by @ThatSpookyAgent. Call me Tir or Julian. 37. He/They. Queer. Twitter: @tirlaeyn. ao3: tirlaeyn. BlueSky: tirlaeyn. 18+ Only. Star Trek. The X-Files. Sandman. IwtV. OMFD. Definitionless in this Strict Atmosphere.
People who don’t understand that you’re venting about something and aren’t looking for a sensible, reasonable solution are the WORST
I am a rational, capable adult I don’t need you to come up with solutions for me I just need to get it out AND MAYBE CRY A LITTLE BIT AND GET A HUG OR SOMETHING FFS WHAT IS SO HARD ABOUT THAT
“He licked his lips. “Well, if you want my opinion–”
“I don’t,” she said. “I have my own.””
Imagine basilisks specifically designed to crash these algorithms: abstract-blocks-of-black-and-white-for-heads that, like the QR codes of old, carry a hidden message in their patterning, only it’s a payload, a virus that shreds the system of anyone who tries to capture it on camera, the natural evolution of anti-face-detection camouflage. Imagine things that don’t even have faces, that don’t have an equivalent and easily-cataloguable part; people who deliberately wear mass-produced, identical android bodies, the Guy Fawkes masks of the future.
It’s a thing! Turns out, people would rather not look stupid than not be caught by facial recognition.
Somehow they look exactly like you would expect cyperpunk protagonists trying to avoid detection by facial recognition software to look.
do u ever start typing out a long opinion post and feel very heated and then halfway through realize nothing matters and time is a flat circle and whatever i’m tired
I don’t want a sugar daddy but can I have like a sugar auntie? Just a sweet old woman who gives me money cus she knows I’m going through it and she believes in me and her grandkids don’t ever call so she writes me in her will.