your name is safe in my mouthโโyour heart too๏ผ tendons twined around my tongue๏ผ body cradled in the cage of my teeth. i will lock you up tight๏ผ in the space above my throat where even i cannot get you.
Qiโra didnโt flinch, though the datapad in her hand had long since blurred into static in her mind.
The weight behind her eyes pressed deep, exhaustion coiled beneath her skin like wire pulled too tight. But her face remained composed.
โNaturally. Come in?โ
( @ReineCorlis. )
Qiโraโs gloved hands moved with precision, separating thick strands and weaving them into tight, clean braids.
Her movements were steady, silent. It had been years since sheโd done this for anyone, but the motions were muscle memory.
There had been girls ยป
braids grew with quiet precision. Not ornamental, but clean, deliberate. She wasnโt decorating Reine. She was preparing her. For whatever came next. For whatever they had to become.
Still, Qiโraโs hands moved slower than they needed to. Just slightly.
โItโs been quite some ยป
betrayal tastes bitter. inorganic. like metal. like blood. like a penny rolled too long across the tongue, or razor blades in the gums. i have been familiar with this since i was young.
/ I saw this on my timeline and could not speak up, esp as someone who has a career in linguistics.
You are making a flawed comparison that COMPLETELY misses the point.
Youโre conflating peopleโs dependence on tech for survival with legitimate critique of how that ยป
systems we rely on are increasingly controlled by forces that donโt care about ethics, consent, or long-term impact.
Pls donโt use surface-level comparisons to dismiss serious conversations. Instead, I hope you take some time to learn more about the irl implications of ยป