ac1dburn @ac1dburn@computerfairi.es

swing by the post office on my way back from the grocery store? no problem
manage chronic mental illness with sleep, diet, and exercise? okay Karen, I’ll do that next time I’m literally made out of rocket fuel

If anyone tells you you to grow a thicker skin, the best way to do so is by transforming into a dragon and then biting them.

whomst else proud as fuck to be both trans and otherkin this lovely day hit that "love and support for both trans and otherkin people" button

imagining their origin adventure as like,

they're in a session with a well-intentioned, but kinda oblivious therapist. suddenly a jet engine or s/t falls into the building; they grab his hand and leap out the window just before it explodes. They hit the ground running and don't look back, system protector absolutely focused on getting them to safety as the rest of the plane crashes down around them.

Therapist is like, "holy shit there's so many of you, you're full of stars, how do you function, I don't --" and The Snarky One like, "six isn't that many, really, also why are you choosing just now to notice and not any of the times we changed voice/posture/affect in front of you??"

and then they realize they left the therapist's body behind by the office building…

and! it turns out the therapist used to be a sidekick for a superhero; he retired & found a safer way to help people when she died in the line of duty… but he still knows the access codes to her underground base, stash of tech & spare costumes intact…

superhero who (as a last ditch effort) can rescue people by uploading them into their own personality matrix. (either because the person's body is about to die, or they need an untraceable body switch to escape what's chasing then.)

Most of the rescues are offloaded in short order -- to new bodies, or a digital existence -- but every now and then one decides to stick around, adding their own skills and experiences to the struggle to save humanity.

your utility to society has absolutely nothing to do with your intrinsic value as a human being

1/6

I had spent all my life enamored by the myths of mermaids and sought every avenue I could to prove they were real.

They had to be real, the world and the tales made no sense otherwise.
It couldn't simply have been the fancies of lonely sailors unable to differentiate maiden from dugong.

Then one day my persistence paid off - my vessel was almost capsized as she climbed aboard.

At first I was confused by what I saw.

#TootFic #FlashFiction #Writing #TerylsTales #Mermay #UrbanFantasy #BBW

Here's the polarization stuff at work. I tried a video of just the one window but aperture autocorrection made it not obvious how dark the windows can get.

am i part of weird mastodon?

I'm pretty sure if you downloaded every package on npm and invoked them all in a nested manner you would have a realistic human ai.

Good luck explaining to them how they were born.

please try to tell yourself something nice about yourself today!

for example:

i am a good kitten

2/2

"This does not explain why the beast's head is not adorning my mantelpiece."

"Because after longer talks, we became friends,“ the paladin explained, exerting much practiced patience.

"Traditionally, one slays a dragon to end its rampage."

"Traditionally, yes. But that approach proved unnecessary."

"Aren't you supposed to uphold traditions?"

"After even more talks and many walks by the shores, we proposed to each other. Traditionally, Paladins do not slay their future spouses, m'lord."

1/2

"Wasn’t your quest to end the dragon’s rampage," inquired the Duke.

"It was, and I did; there has not been a single trampled hut nor stolen cattle in years," responded the Paladin.

"But the dragon is still alive."

"Yes."

"Why is this?"

"Because,” the paladin ran a scarred hand over her wrinkled brow, and through her gray hair, ”After a long talk, she agreed to be more mindful of her surroundings and other people's property."

#TootFic #MicroFiction #Writing #TerylsTales #Fantasy #LGBT

1/2

At the edge of night, lay the vixens three, with fur of ruby, silver and onyx, respectively, seemingly carefree, but ears and golden eyes alert. A stranger soon approached them.

The traveler was dirty and unshaven, but knelt respectfully.

"What do you seek?" asked Ruby, curiously.
"Why are you here?" asked Silver, cautious but kindly.
"And what do you want, human?" asked Onyx, the most critical and dubious of the trio.

#TootFic #MicroFiction #Writing #TerylsTales #Fantasy #Transformation