she/her - early 20s - women :) - fuck terfs - born to :3, forced to :) - dumb piece of garbage - Photography, Programming, Computer Science, Otherside Picnic - queer as fuuuuck
"Oh, you look a bit blurry," she said, as she placed her right hand gently on your chin.
"Hold on, let me just–" Before you could even mutter a response, you felt the snap of a button press. In you face, a simple graphical interface appeared.
"Ah, there we go," she exclaimed, having easily navigated your controls. Recovered from your daze, you tried pulling away, to no avail. "Wait, wait, it will be quick, just," she whispered, both of her hands now holding your face close. "Just relax."
A second button press; streaks and lines glitch in and out of existence, a vertical Moiré pattern quickly sweeps your screen. You notice her eyes, her gaze still fixated on you, as the visual chaos in your display quickly subsides.
Released from her clutches, you quickly turn away from her. She lets out a mischievous giggle as you cover you face with your hands, feeling the heat emanating from it. You worry if she saw the expression on your face. With no doubt, she did. Sharp and clear.
So, my spouse has been exploring his gender lately; he also just built himself a new laptop. Today he told me that he in an attempt to process some genderfeels through metaphor, he made a post on a trans forum along the lines of: "I'm a lifelong Windows user and I think I'm pretty good at it. I want to find out what Linux has to offer but I'm afraid I wouldn't be any good at it. And how do you choose the right Linux distro, anyway? Do you have to try them all?"
The responses, he said, were a mix of useful advice about feeling out your gender and useful advice about choosing a Linux distro.