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Michael Shanks going ham on Amazon while the writers and showrunner remain relatively quiet (for legal reasons, I’m sure) just feels a lot like:

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*asks a question* *gets an answer* “im not reading that”
i love that it’s a carefully worded, well-written, non-inflammatory answer too. which asker wouldn’t know because they won’t read it. i love website
you are not going to believe what they did with Books
"A wall of text" baby that's a curb at best
the other day I read a compelling point that many instances described as illiteracy would actually be more aptly described as aliteracy, meaning an individual has the ability to read but simply chooses not to. great example here, awesome work.
“Because the truth is, tech doesn’t have an image problem. It doesn’t have a message problem. It has an intention problem. What’s wrong with the axe murderer who broke into my house is not that he hasn’t successfully persuaded me to buy into his narrative. What’s wrong is that he’s trying to kill me with an axe. Similarly, when you launch a product that’s designed to put millions of people out of work, block access to sources of verifiable truth, replace human creativity with slop, and lower the barriers to every sort of atrocity, the problem isn’t that you haven’t told the public a good story about those things. The problem is that you are trying to do them.”
— The 40 Most Rage-Inducing Problems in Tech
Some D&D party is out there playing the coolest campaign ever.
I saw this when it was posted! Some highlights from the comments:

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Married Hollanov decided to do an ad campaign together and they chose Peloton to be the first one. They sit down with the Peloton team and they’re throwing out ideas for the commercial when Ilya cuts in with an idea of his own. As Ilya talks, Shane realizes Ilya is describing the night in the gym all those years ago. The Peloton people love it. They’ll need to work in some other aspects but they go with Ilya’s general idea. The commercial comes out and it opens up on a shot of Shane pedaling on the bike. Ilya joins him a moment later, not before running his hand along Shane’s lower back. They pedal hard on their respective bikes. That turns into running on a treadmill which turns into shadow boxing which turns into other exercises to show off all of the Peloton features before they end up on the floor facing each other, sharing a water bottle and smiling at each other as the Peloton label fills the screen. Shane and Ilya watch the commercial and then decide to read the comments:
‘I didn’t know Peloton was a porn company now’
‘So if I get a Peloton I’ll get a hot husband? He’ll just appear beside me?’
‘You ever look at two people and just know they’re freaks?’
‘Did you see how Ilya mouthed ‘more’ to Shane when he was drinking??’
‘The hand on Shane’s back, helping him stretch during the Yoga part, oh I know Ilya tore Shane up after that shoot.’
A few weeks after the ad drops, someone who was on set that day anonymously posts a phone video of the director saying cut while they’re on the treadmills but Shane and Ilya are both glaring at each other and bickering like,
“He said cut Hollander”
“So why don’t you stop Rozanov?
“I will. As soon as you do.”
“Thought we agreed this wouldn’t be a competition?”
“Then why haven’t you stopped yet?”
and the crew and director are just looking on like… Guys we’ve got like, five more shots to film, can you flirt on your own time????
Eventually the fed up makeup artist pulls the plugs in both machines at the same time cause “The sweat might play good for the camera, but if I have to redo your hair and powder one more time I will lose it! Dry shampoo can only do so much!”
Me: man I wish I knew more of my neighbors better
My nine-year-old neighbor: *crashes mom’s car into my yard*
Me: Be careful what you wish for I suppose
Honestly my first draft of this post said “my neighbor’s son” and then I was like wait a second that’s functionally the same as saying “my cousin’s sister.” That’s still my cousin and that’s still my neighbor.
Stop saying Calvin and Hobbes it’s important to me that Calvin is six and not nine.
I take it the nine-year-old was literally driving the vehicle?
The nine-year-old was literally driving the vehicle after knocking the gear shift into Drive apparently by accident. Seven- and five-year-olds in the backseat. Nine-year-old knows in movies people stomp down on the thing on the floor and the car stops. He stomps. It is the gas.
Me: man I wish I knew more of my neighbors better
My nine-year-old neighbor: *crashes mom’s car into my yard*
Me: Be careful what you wish for I suppose
Honestly my first draft of this post said “my neighbor’s son” and then I was like wait a second that’s functionally the same as saying “my cousin’s sister.” That’s still my cousin and that’s still my neighbor.
Stop saying Calvin and Hobbes it’s important to me that Calvin is six and not nine.
I take it the nine-year-old was literally driving the vehicle?
The nine-year-old was literally driving the vehicle after knocking the gear shift into Drive apparently by accident. Seven- and five-year-olds in the backseat. Nine-year-old knows in movies people stomp down on the thing on the floor and the car stops. He stomps. It is the gas.
here are some additional requirements I would add to the United States presidency:
you are not eligible for the presidency if you are over the age of 65, if you turn 65 in office, that is fine but you cannot campaign if you are over 65
you cannot be president if you are a felon
you cannot be president if you have a personal net worth over $8 million
you cannot be presidency if you have had to file for bankruptcy in a business venture
you cannot be president if you cannot pass a basic neurological exam
you cannot be president if you have been convicted of or found liable for any sex crime, domestic violence or sexual harassment. unproven allegations are cause for investigation and can result in immediate termination from office if proven.
you cannot be president if you have been divorced more than once
you cannot be president if you never smoked weed out of a soda can in high school
you have to be up to date on all of your shots and forklift certification
straight cis white men are barred from holding executive office, if you’re a cisgender white guy and you want to run for president, you have to kiss another man with tongue for at least 15 minutes on national television and you’re disqualified if you display any sign of disgust
candidate may choose any American man past the age of majority as a partner for the presidential gayness confirmation ritual as long as they consent 
kys :)
There is no morally upright suicide baiting. If you tell somebody to kill themselves, you're the villain. I'm sorry that having your purity test morals questioned is so difficult. But honestly, this doesn't effect me at all. I hope someday you grow up and are as deeply ashamed of your behavior as you should be. That is unfortunately just what growth looks like.

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Strong Jaskier who doesn't realize how strong he is?
Carrying an injured Geralt on his back like a sack of potatoes, muttering something about reckless witchers.
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Geralt lifting one of Jaskier’s bags to pass it to the bard, almost tripping because of how heavy it is.
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Jaskier, bathing shirtless in the river, showing off his ripped torso: Why can't we just go around? I don't want to climb another mountain, Geralt! I'm a delicate man!
Geralt, internally: eyes on his face, eyes on his face
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Geralt refuses to take a medicine the healer gave him. "I'm fine, Jaskier. It will heal on its ow-"
Jaskier tackling Geralt to the ground, pinning him down. Both knees on Geralt’s shoulders, holding his mouth open, as he forces him to take the medicine. Yes, the same way you give medicine to a cat.
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Kicking Geralt out of the bed, when the Witcher tries to steal the blanket back.
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Knocking Geralt down on his ass, when Geralt tries to drag him out of the bed in the morning.
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Lambert: C'mon, just hit me. I want to see how you throw a punch.
Jaskier: Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you.
Lambert: *snorts* You won't hurt me, bard, c'mon.
Jaskier: ...Okay, then. Here goes nothing. *knocks Lambert unconscious*
Eskel, watching the scene unfold:
please tell me you liked that post pr*smatic-bell chimed in on so you can dunk the shit out of xir for being an idiot. it keeps showing up on my dash and i keep having a heart attack about it thinking i'm following some zionist
See things like this get my back up, because when people say 'zionist' these days what they mean is just 'jew'.
So to me, this ask you just sent reads 'you liked something a jew said some stuff about and I don't like that'. Which I've been seeing a whole lot of recently.
Love the people in the replys being like, no no, they actually are a zionist check their blog, as if that in anyway disproves what you said.
If this specific person is or is not a zionist (which nobody doing this shit actually knows the meaning of but whatevs) does not change that the behavior being exhibited is shitty.
literally do not have the spoons to do words different so you're getting a screenshot
So, if the fact that searching Zionist on your blog and immediately finding Holocaust inversion bullshit was not enough proof that you dont know what the fuck Zionism is. The fact that in the tags you said they are a bad person and being a zionist is part of that, is itself proof that you deserve the exact response that Systlin gave you.
The reading is not unkind, it is fucking accurate. You just dont like the picture it paints, which is....your own damn problem? Maybe reflect on why you feel thay way?
Zionism is morally neutral. It means that you believe that Jews are indigenous to the middle east (historical fact) and that they should be allowed to live there safely (land back to natives) . It is not some alt right facist belief system, and the fact that you think it is, is the proof you are to ill informed to be taking about it.
Isreal behaved imperfectly in a war started by a neighbor, that wants every single citizen of their country dead, when said neighbor massacred, raped, and kidnapped their citizens. While fucking livestreaming the atrocity.
This is a situation made entirely of nuance, and honestly I dont think anybody in the west deserves to have an opinion. If you aren't Jewish or Palestinian, and you dont have any family that live in the area, you are not informed enough to have an opinion. The fact that everybody left of center decided to make this the newest purity test (which let's be real, its not a purity test is a fucking loyalty test to prove that you're engaging in the appropriate group think and hey, what do you know there's that authoritarianism we were just complaining about the alt right doing, oh well I'm a leftist so clearly im smarter and more correct) is the stupidest thing in politics in the 2020s. And thats a fucking high bar to clear!
Also, you clearly still did not get the point of either their response or mine. If you're going into people's inbox saying hey, they're a zionist you can't talk to them, you're aiding and abetting antisemitism. The fact that you think this person is a bad jew, doesn't change that you're going into inboxes saying, I dont like the look of that jew, and so you shouldn't talk to them.
I also, wasnt really commenting on your behavior, so much as all the replies of people going "no no we promise this one really is a witch, that means this isn't a witch hunt at all, cause they're really a witch this time"
Imagine Amnesia!Jaskier who loses his memories of Geralt post-mountain.
But it’s just Geralt.
The bard, while incredibly upset and angered over what happened on the mountain, continued to sing the praises of witchers despite his hurt. Call him what you want, but he would never be petty enough to screw over every witcher on the continent by running their already horrible reputation through the mud. To do that just because he got his heart broken by a singular stupid man that didn’t speak for the monster hunting community as a whole would require a level of apathy Jaskier hope he never reached.
So, yeah. That. But maybe also because people liked his songs about Geralt’s hunts and a bard has to eat.
Still, he doesn’t expect the witch, who had been giving him a stink eye all night apparently, to suddenly rise from her seat and curse the bard to forget every memory he has of witchers before fleeing the tavern.
An action which she performed in front of the very full tavern, actually, which contained a lot of townsfolk who were more than happy to explain the situation when the bard woke up and help him back to his room. And Jaskier would be more worried about the sudden gap in knowledge, except he knows that if this white wolf and he were as close as people make it seem, he would have written about the man in his journal/songbook.
Mentally praising his past self for keeping such good notes, Jaskier spends the next few days relearning all the songs he himself had written, his fingers remembering the notes even if his mind did not. And the bard read the stories of his travels with Geralt, smiling as he thought of all the adventures he and the witcher must have had, wondering why the witcher wasn’t here before—
Jaskier stared at the final few pages of his book, only having noticed them because he skimmed through the blank ones before to make sure he didn’t miss anything. And he read, and reread the pages, until the words were burned into his head. Only then did he close the book slowly, a small frown on his face.
The bard sat, and thought, and considered his next steps, before realizing this didn’t exactly change anything. He had songs to sing that people liked, and they seemed to be true, thus it didn’t really matter what Jaskier thought or felt for the man, did it?
So Jaskier continued on, acting like nothing had changed. He still remembered the towns that were friendly to bards, as well as those who would be against him simply because of his association with Geralt. Jaskier was even beginning to get used to the strange gaps in his memory when, one day, he noticed the man from his journal staring at him while the bard sang a fast-paced tune about a ghoul that the silver-haired witcher defeated some years back, if the time stamps could be trusted.
Thus, he wasn’t exactly surprised when, after he’d finished performing, he noticed a pair of footsteps following him up to his room. Refusing to be afraid, he glanced over his shoulder once to double check it was the man with golden eyes tailing him, before continuing up the stairs.
He closed the door after the witcher before proceeding to, very bluntly, explain to Geralt that he didn’t actually know the man. Which…the witcher didn’t take very well. At first he thought Jaskier was just pissed at him, which he wasn’t entirely wrong about, and then he thought this was a joke, which fair, and then the silver-haired man looked horrified as he realized the bard had been attacked because of him.
(Present-Jaskier thought past-Jaskier would have sugar-coated this part a bit. But quite frankly, present-Jaskier didn’t care much for the witcher’s apparently delicate emotions.)
Jaskier explained the only reason he knew it was Geralt was because of a sketch in his journal, which…wow, apparently the other man didn’t know the bard put anything in it besides lyrics. Jaskier couldn’t help but wonder why he ever followed the witcher around in the first place.
So when Geralt insisted Jaskier come with him, that he knew a witch that could help him get his memories back, Jaskier couldn’t help but laugh. It was more than a little gratifying to see the way the witcher almost flinched, eyes widening, as Jaskier explained he didn’t actually want his memories back. Or to have anything to do with the other man, actually.
And the witcher had the audacity to hold up his hands, like Jaskier was some wild animal in need of calming, as Geralt explained that he was a friend, and that Jaskier would have wanted to remember, would have wanted Geralt’s help.
So Jaskier pulled out his journal, flipped to the back, and started reading. He watched with no small amount of glee as the witcher’s expression fell with every instance detailed over the past two decades in which Geralt had hurt the bard, emotionally or otherwise.
Apparently past-Jaskier, in a moment of vulnerability, had written a sort of pros and cons list to answer the question of whether the witcher cared for him.
The list against took thirty minutes to read out loud from start to finish.
The other took three.
And Jaskier thought that would be it, that the witcher would see how much he screwed up and realize this new Jaskier would not come crawling back like some pet.
Instead, after seemingly getting over his shock at how horribly he had treated the bard, the man gave a stunted apology. Which didn’t really mean much, because it wasn’t this Jaskier who he’d hurt, but was better than just not acknowledging his poor actions the bard supposed.
And then—
The witcher asked if HE could travel with the bard. Not…not that the bard would travel with him, but that the witcher trail along behind the bard. Which was…okay, Jaskier hadn’t expected that.
So he said yes, on a trial basis, and tried not to feel too anxious the next day at the sound of a horse’s hooves behind him on his way to the next town. And it…it was weird, in some ways, being followed by a man who claimed to have known him for so long and yet didn’t know his favorite oils were rose and jasmine, didn’t know his favorite meal, didn’t even know his birth name!
And while every detail the witcher somehow didn’t recall hurt, in an abstract sort of way, it also made it…easier? To feel like they were both strangers getting to know each other, in some bizarre arranged friendship.
Plus, it made every gesture the man offered that wasn’t written in the book easier to accept, helped it feel less like the witcher was trying to earn his friendship. And while Jaskier didn’t remember traveling with anyone, couldn’t recall what it was like to fall asleep across the fire from someone else, the way Geralt seemed to sense his needs or wants and just fulfill them made him feel seen in a way the bard hadn’t in, well…ever.
From letting the bard ride Roach when he was sick, to helping the bard wash his hair when he fractured his arm, to giving Jaskier his cloak when he started shivering from a heavy rain. All little acts that didn’t mean much on their own, but spoke of a care that the witcher couldn’t easily and really had no reason to fake.
So it didn’t surprise the bard that it only took four months for him to start seeing the witcher as a friend.
Or that it only took another five after that for Jaskier to ask Geralt to help him get his memories back.
It took a lot longer, though, for past-present-Jaskier to trust that this new, emotionally competent Geralt was here to stay. That the man wasn’t about to return to grunts and insults of the bard’s voice, his clothing, his talkative nature.
And Geralt…seemed to get that? Seemed to understand that Jaskier trusted him with his body, but not his heart, not yet. For his part, the witcher continued to treat Jaskier as he did prior to him getting his memories back, the only sign anything had changed being that he made sure to get permission before performing actions he hadn’t prior to the mountain.
Until one day, when Jaskier woke up to an empty inn room, the bard’s first thought was that the witcher must have gone to the market to get the bard more oil for his lute. And then he blinked, realizing that even though all the witcher’s belongings were gone, he trusted the man would come back.
Trusted that he wouldn’t just…leave him behind, and head to the next village. Slightly startled, Jaskier realized it wasn’t even an unfounded trust, that the witcher had given no indication over the past year that Geralt didn’t appreciate and value his company.
And so Jaskier filed that thought aside for later as he smiled, before tugging the blankets up a bit higher.
It wouldn’t hurt to get a little bit more sleep before the witcher came back, and they would be back on the Path again.
please tell me you liked that post pr*smatic-bell chimed in on so you can dunk the shit out of xir for being an idiot. it keeps showing up on my dash and i keep having a heart attack about it thinking i'm following some zionist
See things like this get my back up, because when people say 'zionist' these days what they mean is just 'jew'.
So to me, this ask you just sent reads 'you liked something a jew said some stuff about and I don't like that'. Which I've been seeing a whole lot of recently.
Love the people in the replys being like, no no, they actually are a zionist check their blog, as if that in anyway disproves what you said.
If this specific person is or is not a zionist (which nobody doing this shit actually knows the meaning of but whatevs) does not change that the behavior being exhibited is shitty.
The people who insist AI is smarter than a human are doing their fucking damnedest to manifest that

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the transition im crying
I am walking onto the field. Haters are forcefully removing me from the premise
every ad: hey, im a candid, friendly, conventionally attractive young adult. money is hard right now! have you heard of gambling?