I keep randomly seeing this post on my feed, and I’m very tempted to finally force myself to learn how to draw animals so I can draw Celine and Rumi like this as cats.
alright I've got to do some quick math to explain attitudes towards AI to my boss.
we're looking to create an AI policy, and when we were talking about this, my boss (older millennial) was genuinely shocked to hear that younger people do not (seem) to view AI positively (a la the recent commencement speakers being booed)
please rb for larger sample size!
Question 1/3
What is your age, and do you feel AI is a net positive or net negative in our lives today?
when i was at walgreens (at 3 in the morning which explains all of this) the cashier was talking to her coworker about how shed rather be a werewolf than a vampire because vampires are condemned to hell but werewolves arent and then she asked me what i thought and i said vampire because im already condemned to hell and she said in the nicest tone of voice “i dont think anybody is condemned to hell….” paused, stared at me for a few moments, and added on “…not even gay people”
About ten, fifteen years ago I wrote a story about a guy living in a Capitalist dystopia. His walls, furniture, and tableware are all covered in smart displays. Basically animated wallpaper. It's sold as being able to turn your room or objects into anything - A nice forest view, outer space, a fantasy realm... but the companies that run this stuff keep sneaking ads in.
It gets so bad he's always being woken up by adverts that offer insomnia cures and better bedding that play when he tries to sleep.
So he buys the ad-free tier, and it's great... for a few months. And then he starts getting adverts from 'premium partners'. So he goes up a level... and the same thing happens.
So he jailbreaks his wallpaper and sends all the ad servers to 0.0.0.0 and voila... he can sleep.
Until this SWAT team blows his door off and drag him off to jail. The Ad companies are suing him for loss of revenue for the products he' notionally have bought if he'd watched their adverts, based on some weird 'The average consumer buys X products with an average value of Y' calculation.
The judge is like 'well I dun wanna annoy the sponsors' so he RICO's this guy's house and possessions and sends him to jail.
... which is a nice relaxed non-volent offender jail for the corporately disenfranchised. But because these people have no money... there's no ads and now he's happy because the only place he's free... is in prison.
Which at the time was a bit much and now it's like: Called it.
Elon's suing companies for not advertising because he's losing revenue. He's also cranking the price of Ad Free Twitter. Disney and Amazon play adverts on their paid service when services used to be free because of the adverts... and now you have to pay to watch the adverts or go up a couple of tiers.
And google's going around freaking out about ad-blockers.
Apparently my stepdad and I are fucking psychically linked because ?? every single time he makes chili for dinner I get a migraine. Without fail. And it became like a ha ha running joke because it happened so many times but now I’m living 3 hours away from my parents and I just texted my mom and
i did not know your requests are open 😆 i was like patiently waiting to send my request!
can i request a polytrix x fem reader where r can see demons, but she’s been keeping it a secret her whole life because people already think she’s weird
one night she accidentally stumbles right into huntrix mid-fight with demons. instead of running away immediately, she just freezes. because she’s never seen anyone fight like that in real life, and also because she recognizes them instantly
the girls are shocked because she can see the demons even when she's completely normal. but what surprises them even more is that r isn’t fangirling or scared.. she actually looks annoyed, like she already dislikes them and thinks they’re overrated celebrities playing hero lmao
and so thats what makes r so desirable for huntrix since shes not the typical type who'd do anything for them 😆... you decide how would reader fall for them!
I’m so sorry 😂 I know I should put like “Requests open” in my profile but like I’m just too lazy LMAO.
Imagine going your entire life, seeing what others can’t. Seeing what others speculate. Not being able to confirm nor deny their existence for the fear that you’d be labeled crazy, insane even.
Especially when you’ve been labeled as the weird kid throughout your entire fucking life.
Growing up, you’ve always liked things that were considered weird at the time. Some became more popular, accepting even- anime or k-pop for example- but no matter what year or era you find yourself in, there’s always something that makes you stick out like a sore thumb.
Of course, you wanted nothing more than to tell someone you could see demons. Hell, even your therapist didn’t believe you.
“So, how are the… ‘Monsters with jagged patterns across their bodies?’ Are we still seeing them?” They’d ask, as if it was just a phase comparable to having an imaginary friend or nightmares.
“They’re demons.” You’d correct, tired of going over the same damn topic over and over again, trying to get them to believe you.
“…Right, demons.” They would tap their notebook. “…Are you taking your medication?”
That’s how the sessions would go. And honestly, if your therapist didn’t believe you, why would anyone else?
You honestly thought you’d die with some type of secret knowledge that only you have access to. It was a curse, no blessing.
Until, you saw them.
Three women. No, Huntr/x? Fighting… A demon!?
You freeze, looking down the alleyway, absolutely bewildered, because what were the fucking chances that one of your least favorite k-pop girl groups were capable of seeing the same thing you could… And were trying to fight it!?
The most surprising thing to you is that… They’re good? Like literally trained martial arts good.
“No. Fucking. Way.” You murmur.
Unfortunately for everyone, it’s loud enough to attract the demon.
It smiles, it’s three eyes locked on you as it shows off its fangs. Zoey, Rumi, and Mira all turn to you, stunned, and they scramble out of their battle suits and poorly back into their disguises.
“Y-You shouldn’t be out here alone!” Rumi cries out, trying, but failing to conceal her signature braided ponytail in a hoodie.
“Yeah don’t mind… This!” Mira calls out next. “Just doing an improve class. A really intense one. Invited are closed.”
“The demon is going to eat your soul if you don’t run away!”
“Zoey!” Both Mira and Rumi shout.
“What!? It’s true, look!” The youngest points to the demon, who is now literally lunging for you.
And, she’s right. The demon’s mouth is opened wide, but before it can even take a single bite of your soul, all three girls attack, killing it instantly with their respective weapons.
“Fuck, that was close.” Mira pants.
“Tell me about it.” Rumi looks up at you. You’re not scared and you’re not fangirling? You actually have Rumi stumped, because if anything? You look annoyed as hell?
“A-are…” She walks closer, Zoey and Mira standing behind her. “Are you alright?”
You scoff, catching all three hunters off guard. “Great. It’s bad enough that you guys are dominating the fucking charts.” You comment, a bit rudely. “What now? Are you guys part-time superhero’s or something? Superstars by day, playing hero by night?” You roll your eyes.
“Yes, actually?” Zoey nods. “That’s kind of what we do.”
Mira on the other hand, is not pleased. “Did she just call us, ‘overrated!?’” She steps forward, despite the way Rumi tries to hold her back. “Listen princess, I don’t know who you are, but you should at least be thankful we saved your life.”
And while you are, you know that Mira’s attitude is the main reason as to why you don’t like her specifically.
“Yeah sure, after you get over your bad girl phase.“
Mira steams, now both Zoey and Rumi holding her back, but you simply just… Walk away.
However, fate has an interesting way of working. That was not the first or last time you’d see each other.
The next time, when you encounter them at a café, despite Rumi trying to smooth things over by trying to buy you a drink, you decline.
“You think I want your hand outs?” You sneer. “Not interested, nepo baby.” You dismiss, leaving Rumi dumbfounded.
Next, it’s in an arcade, where Zoey offers peace by passing you an extra stuffed animal she snagged on accident from the crane machine.
“Yeah, no.” You pass it back. “Ms. ‘I’m a child of divorce, let’s make that my entire personality.’” You pause. “Besides, instead of wasting your money here, you could be donating it to an organization whose goal is to help conserve turtles and tortoises.”
And as deep as those words sting for each member, all three of them for some reason can’t get you out of their head.
Maybe it’s the way you don’t lose your mind like every other person on the planet. Maybe it’s the fact that you can see the demons too. Maybe it’s how you challenge them.
Your beauty was a given, there was no doubt about that, but no matter how hard Huntr/x thought and debriefed, they all came to the same solution.
They had to impress you.
“Alright, what do we know about her so far?”
“She can see demons and she has a horrible attitude.”
“Yes, Mira.” Rumi sighs, “you’ve mentioned this a hundred times already.” Though she smirks, aware that Mira is only hyperfixated on that specific trait because everyone else is terrified to call her out.
“Oh, I know!” Zoey raises her hand. “I think she’s used to pushing people away.” She claims. “Like- okay, just think about it! She sees the demons! Only specific people chosen by the Honmoon have that ability. I don’t know why she was chosen but, maybe she didn’t have anyone else to talk about it with?”
Mira and Rumi blink, listening intently.
“So like- okay yeah, she doesn’t like our music or anything, but what if we start there? Hold our ground when she gets stand off-ish, because that’s her defense mechanism, and she gets worried that people may think she’s weird if they knew her personally!?”
Again, Mira and Rumi blink. Silence stretches out among them until Rumi breaks it. “That’s… A good idea, actually.”
“How the fuck did you come up with that?”
Zoey shrugs. “I know how to read people.”
So, that’s where they start.
It takes some time. A week or two actually, until they see you again. Of course, it’s during a demon attack.
However, this time, it’s after you.
It’s the same one they got rid of when you first encountered them. The demon is back for revenge. More so because it’s intrigued by the fact that you can see it, and you’re neither demon or hunter.
Huntr/x wastes no time. Their weapons are summoned, and they rush forward in an organized and clean attack. The demon doesn’t even have time to process before it’s gone.
You stand, panting against a wall, having been running for a little while now. “What… Where… How…?” You question in between breaths.
She studies you for a bit. You’re tense, exhausted, but not as stand offish as the last few times they saw you. She decides to take the risk.
“You can see them too. The demons.”
You pause. “Yes.” You already knew that they knew, but to have them confirm it… To have someone actually acknowledge it…
“For how long?” Rumi prompts again.
You shrug. “…Since I was born I guess?”
When you’re not immediately met with another question, you look up, actually look up and study Rumi. Her patterns are… Different.
She notices you staring and instantly knows. “I’m a half demon.” She smiles. “This is what they look like when you accept them.” She raises her arms.
Zoey decides to step in then. “The purple patterns represent shame and guilt.” She informs.
You nod, taking in all the information. “H-How long have you guys seen them?”
“Since we were teens.” Mira finally speaks. She keeps her slightly shy gaze to the ground, finding a specific pebble interesting. “…Celine found us. Picked us to be part of Huntr/x with Rumi.”
“…Do your fans know?”
All three shake their head.
“I tried telling people.” You sulk. “Everyone thought I was crazy.”
“I mean, you are.”
“Zoey!?” Rumi and Mira exasperate.
“What?” Zoey blinks. “She’s literally the only one in the entire world who doesn’t like us!”
Silence, but then… You laugh. Like, genuinely laugh.
“Good going, Zoe.” Mira gently smacks the back of said woman’s head. “You broke her.”
“No, no, it’s just-!” You’re cut off by another fit of laughter. “You three are just not what I expected, at all.” You finally get out. “You’re all weird. Like me.”
“We’ll take that as a compliment.” Rumi deadpans, but the smile she gives you? It’s warm, inviting.
It changes your entire brain chemistry.
And for once, you’re not looking for a reason to insult them. Instead, you reach for Rumi’s extended hand and gently take it in yours, allowing her to pull you forward as the three of them check you over for any injury.
The attention is an adjustment, but it’s nice.
Once they’re done fretting over you, you find it within yourself to properly apologize for the insults you casually threw at them, in which, to your surprise, they dismiss with ease.
“Actually,” Rumi speaks again, this time, there’s a playful grin on her face, and you can’t help but to find it kind of adorable, “we’ll only really accept your apology if you go out to dinner with us? Maybe tomorrow night?”
Your breath hitches, completely taken back by the offer, but you see Mira next to Rumi, trying and failing to hide the blush that spreads across her face. Zoey doesn’t care to hide how eager and hopeful she looks as she practically buzzes, waiting for your answer.
“Shit,” you think to yourself, “they got me, didn’t they?”
“Well!?” Zoey snaps you out of your thoughts.
Mira is next to comment. “We don’t have all night… If you’re gonna reject us then make it fucking quick.”
You take a breath, and finally give your answer while matching Rumi’s calm yet confident gaze.
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