sorry im so stupid but what does nsfw stand for???
no spaghetti for waluigi
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sorry im so stupid but what does nsfw stand for???
no spaghetti for waluigi
Anthony Enzor-DeMeo, CEO of Mozilla, announced that AI will be added to Firefox. Public outcry prompted Enzor-DeMeo, and then Jake Archibald
Additionally, here are some interesting comments from a Mozilla employee who's been working on these features:
No, you should definitely keep calling it a kill switch. It helps describe my feelings on the matter.
I would also accept ai throttle. Not because I want to use levels of activity between fully on and fully off, but because I want to throttle the ai with my bare hands.
okay this makes me feel a lot better
Take notes @ all other companies
fuck babe you’re so hot when you’re just ink on paper
"It's going to be you."
Wicked (2024)
I have delivered🫡
Based on my HC from… literally half a day ago blasting 600 strikes on repeat can do wonders apparently
YESSSSSSSS
Love Ares and Athena being siblings AND a reasonable explanation for Ody beating Poesidon
— josé olivarez // natalie diaz
my place of work has just restricted and forbidden the use of AI tools and any use will treated as a security and policy breach
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"𝑳𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒉 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒏, 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒏𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏"
One of my big problems with Spike getting a soul from BtVS is that it means no character has to grapple with the fact that...everyone was kinda a huge dick to Spike in a horrid way for AT LEAST one whole season. Maybe more.
I'm rewatching Buffy with my gf who's never seen the show before. And by the time we got to 6x18 and Xander loudly shouting about 'that soulless thing' my gf turned to me and was like. 'this is no longer funny haha or even making a point, everyone is just being mean to the guy who regularly saves their lives and tries to help them and has done nothing but continuously try to get better'.
And it's true! Giles tells Spike at one point towards the end of season 5 that he isn't in the group, that being nice to them or helping isn't a way to Buffy. And definitely there's this sentiment online that spike is 'made soft by the love of a woman' and that 'hes a bad boy that only Buffy could change'. But that's...not really true? That's certainly a motivating factor in season 5. But by the end...
Well. In the gap between season 5 and season 6 buffy is DEAD. his supposed 'only motivator' for being a good person? Gone. And he DOES NOT KNOW that anyone is trying to bring her back. He FULLY BELIEVES SHE WILL NEVER COME BACK AND HE WILL NEVER SEE HER AGAIN. he is not trying to win any brownie points with a future version of Buffy he is hoping to date. And he still fights side by side with the Scoobies. He still protects Dawn and seemingly hangs out with her in a babysitting capacity regularly. He is in on keeping the vamp/demon population low to protect the town and regularly patroling. He's...essentially one of the gang? So much so that he's genuinely betrayed that they didn't tell him their plan?
you'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you
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buying him time
Cassie did her best to step carefully and slowly, trying not to crunch twigs and dry leaves as she walked through the ancient woods. She followed the hooded figure for what felt like hours, though it was half of one at most. By the time they came to a stop in the woods, long after the sound of the Autumn Equinox Festival faded into the distance, Cassie was holding one hand on a stitch that had formed in her left side, and the other hand over her mouth to stifle her panting breath. She crouched down behind a tree trunk and a large bush of undergrowth, ten feet away from the clearing where the stranger was unloading their pack onto the ground.
Cassie noted the items being laid out on the ground: a large, ornate gold goblet, a sheet of parchment containing what was undoubtedly a spell, and a long, sharp dagger with a silver crusted handle. The figure then walked further into the woods, out of the clearing, leaving the items behind. Cassie was considering going after them, but after a few minutes, a small sheep entered the clearing, being led on a rope leash by the hooded stranger. Cassie felt her blood run cold.
She didn't need to read what was on that piece of parchment to know what the spell entailed. It was clear from the dagger and the sheep. This was an animal sacrifice ritual. Only the darkest kinds of magic would require a ritual so gruesome. Whatever this person was up to was more than just unsavoury and illegal, but very likely extremely dangerous. Cassie knew she should leave. She should turn around, run back to town, to the estate, to find anyone that could stop whatever evil might be unleashed from this ritual. But her feet kept her rooted to the spot, watching as the stranger tied the sheep's lead to a stake jutting out from the ground near where they knelt.
When the stranger lowered their hood, Cassie had expected to see a wizened old sorcerer, capable of the dark and sophisticated magic laid out in the clearing, but was instead met with the face of one of her classmates from the Sorcerers Institute. There was no mistaking the light olive skin, short wavy black hair, long sharp nose, and green eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight. It was Cymbeline Townsend, the sole heir to the Townsend Estate currently hosting the lavish Equinox celebration, and a constant thorn in Cassie's side at the Institute.
Cymbeline was barely an adult, practically a child, performing animal sacrifice magic on the night of Autumn Equinox. The odds that this would end well, Cassie considered, were next to zero. But matter how much Cassie knew she should run, she couldn't let go of the idea that she needed to stay to watch. To understand.
Cassie was so consumed with thoughts of why Cymbeline would be performing this kind of magic, that she didn't even hear the details of the spell. Cymbeline finished reciting the incantation, raising the dagger to the sheep's throat, an arm hooked around the sheep's neck as it thrashed and kicked for its life. The blood came first in a spray, as the blade sliced through fur and skin and flesh until the bone beneath was nearly visible, and then in a slow, steady spill of thick, dark red liquid that flowed like molten metal.
Cymbeline tucked the rim of the gold goblet under the flow of blood, collecting a full cup, and, with a carelessness that made Cassie's bile rise to her esophagus, tossed the still-twitching body of the sheep to the ground. Cymbeline stirred a single finger in a circular motion in the blood and continued the remainder of the incantation. Cassie couldn't pay attention to the words as she watched the edge of the goblet rise to her classmate's lips.
She wasn't sure how she got out of the woods. Wasn't sure if she managed to stay quiet as she backed away from the clearing and ran blindly through the dark trees, tripping over vines and exposed roots. Cassie didn't know if she'd been heard or seen. She just ran as fast as she could and didn't stop until she ran headlong into a pair of courtiers strolling along the edge of the estate property.
Cassie's panic-stricken face and dirty, disheveled appearance stood in stark contrast with the clean, regal attire of the couple. Still panting for breath, Cassie collapsed onto the grass at their feet. She only realized she had lost consciousness when she felt a set of arms gently lift her from the ground and begin carrying her back to the party. Cassie let herself slip away.
oh. i just found out that the writer of the vincent van gogh doctor who episode wrote it as a tribute to his sister.
Richard Curtis wrote, "So – here’s the thing – the key reason I wrote this episode – was out of love for my sister Bindy. She was a gorgeous and brilliant person, 2 years older than me. She loved Vincent Van Gogh and life. She couldn’t have been more full of generosity and joy.
But half way through her life she was hit by depression and intermittently it hurt her for the rest of her life. And a few years before this show, like Vincent, she took her own life.
And in the key scene of the episode - when they bring Vincent to the future... that was me trying to show Bin how glorious she had been in our lives - and how nothing could change that.
And then also to deal with the fact that mental health issues are hard - and the capacity for joy, as I know Bindy did know how much she was loved, is intertwined with the immense difficulty of the illness sometimes...
So taking her own life wasn’t a failure by her, or a rejection of all of us. It was, as they say on Love island, what it was."
SCREAM (1996) // SCREAM (2022)
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NEVE CAMPBELL and COURTENEY COX as Sidney Prescott and Gale Weathers in The SCREAM Franchise (1996 - )
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