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echo-bleu · 1 year
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While I’m staying away from all the speculation, all those posts and memes about Jaskier either being the only one who can see Geralt is different or the only one who can’t and keeps insisting that yes of course, that’s Geralt, are giving me ideas.
Namely: faceblind Jaskier. Bear with me. He can’t recognize any face, including his own in the mirror (when he finds a mirror, it’s not that often). That’s why he flirts with everyone, flirting is just his default mode in case it’s someone he’s met before, because at its core it’s kind of roleplaying. While people may not respond to it well, they mostly don’t bat an eye at cheesy joke-y pickup lines where Jaskier ‘pretends’ to meet them for the first time (”Do you come here often?”). Meanwhile it buys Jaskier time to figure out if he has in fact met them before.
(Demi or ace Jaskier? Who flirts for the reasons above and mostly has sex with people because he figures it’s expected of him?)
It’s also the reason he makes so many enemies. Sure, there are actual cuckooed husbands who hate him, but really it’s mostly former lovers who are horribly offended when Jaskier ‘snubs’ them at a reception because he just didn’t recognize them. Or former lovers horribly offended that he tried to flirt with them again pretending not to know them after they threw him out. There are also plenty of people who were never his lovers at all but are just offended because nobles are Like That.
(There have been some really embarrassing situations. Like the time he tried to flirt with Valdo Marx, his eternal rival, who still laughs about it every time they see each other.)
He latches onto Geralt because Geralt is recognizable. There just aren’t two white-haired wolf-eyed muscular men around. Jaskier never has to worry about seeing him and being unsure if it’s actually his friend and not some random stranger with the same haircut. Geralt also never changes his haircut or his appearance in any way, which is refreshing.
Yennefer is mostly the same, with her violet eyes, although Jaskier does have to get close enough to be sure. They have a few weird encounters where Jaskier starts to flirt with her, gets within a few feet, and immediately backtracks the hell out with a disgusted face. That’s how she figures it out, but it takes her a while. After that she takes great pleasure in teasing him about it, but only in ways that no one else will clock (hence the crows’ feet comment. Jaskier doesn’t even know himself in the mirror. He can’t tell if she’s right. He does obsess over it the whole way up the mountain, but he has other things to think about on the descent).
The witchers of Kaer Morhen, when Jaskier meets them, are so refreshing. They’re all different! Eskel is unmistakeable with his scars, and while they’re within the confines of Kaer Morhen it’s very easy to distinguish Lambert’s red hair from Coen’s shaved head and darker skin from Vesemir’s white beard. Ciri is of course the only kid, so that’s not a problem. For the first time in his life, Jaskier doesn’t feel like he’s playing catch up to a game whose rules he doesn’t know. It’s relaxing.
The witchers, on the other hand, are quite surprised about Jaskier. They’ve been told (many times, over the years) that Jaskier flirts with everyone under the sun. Now Geralt isn’t always the most reliable source, of course, and Eskel never expects anyone to be attracted to him because of his scars (which is a subject for another day), but Jaskier doesn’t even try to flirt, even just friendlily, with either Lambert or Coen. He’s not afraid of them, they would be able to smell that, he seems perfectly comfortable with them, but he doesn’t flirt. At first, they figure that it’s because his newly mended relationship with Geralt is still fragile.
One night they’re all a bit drunk and the witchers are talking about how Jaskier’s songs have helped them on the Path, how many humans are much nicer to them, and in general how hard interacting with humans is. And Jaskier is just nodding along, “Yeah, yeah, interacting with humans is so hard.”
“But you’re always going out of your way to talk to people and flirt!”
“Well yes, I like making friends, but they have so many expectations, and they get angry so easily.”
“That’s only when you flirt with the wrong people,” Geralt growls.
“But how am I supposed to know it’s the wrong people when I can’t recognize them?”
“What do you mean?” Eskel asks.
“Faces are hard! I don’t know how people do it, I mean, obviously your scars are distinctive, and I’d recognize Geralt’s hair anywhere, but most humans all look the same!”
Geralt blinks very slowly as it all slots into place in his head. Jaskier’s very strange flirting methods. The way he keeps making enemies without meaning to. Hell, he’s seen Jaskier say hello again to someone they’d seen just minutes before, or completely ignore one of his bard friends at a festival until she came right up to him. “You don’t recognize people?”
Jaskier, who didn’t survive forty-three(ish) years without figuring out that this wasn’t normal, freezes and suddenly looks like a deer in the headlights. “Uh... no?”
“So if, say, Vesemir was to shave his beard, you might confuse him with Geralt?” Lambert asks.
“I’d... probably be able to tell from up close? Geralt’s taller.”
“Wow.” Lambert seems ready to tease him about it, but Eskel stops him.
“How did you never notice?” he asks Geralt.
Geralt just grunts. Jaskier answers for him. “I’m very good at making people feel like we’ve always known each other, I guess. Mostly I just buy time until I can figure out if I’ve met them before.”
The witchers have a million questions, but they never make Jaskier feel like he’s deficient somehow. Jaskier has always been ashamed of it, but to them, it’s just another quirk, like not being able to eat raw meat.
The next time they’re on the road, or at a festival together, Geralt is brooding just as much as usual, eyes darting this way and that, but before Jaskier can go and greet people (with his usual fake-it-till-you-make-it technique), Geralt stops him.
“Your friend Essi’s wearing a yellow dress with red accents,” he mutters under his breath. “Marx has a green doublet, that shade you hate. Avoid the man in the bright purple doublet and the brown pants, you slept with him last time and he threw you out. That woman at the right of the stage with the braid, she has a husband, you tried before.”
Jaskier gets so emotional that he can’t speak for a solid minute, and he ends up hugging Geralt instead. “Didn’t know you paid attention,” he says eventually.
“Just look at me if you’re not sure who someone is, I’ll tell you who to avoid,” Geralt says gruffly.
It’s not a perfect system, but Jaskier doesn’t offend a single person all day.
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Faceblind? Nah, I'm car blind. I can forget what car we came in in minutes.
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lurking-latinist · 2 years
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Doctor Who (1963), Doctor Who (2005) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: The Doctor/Romana II (Doctor Who) Characters: Eleventh Doctor, Romana II (Doctor Who) Additional Tags: it’s Eleven remembering Romana, Faceblind Doctor, faceblind author projects onto faceblind Doctor, Drabble, Angst, City of Death References Series: Part 46 of Aurelia's Drabbles Summary:
The Doctor remembers Romana, in the ways he can.
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archibaldtuttle · 10 months
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I want to show you an actual training slide from my customer service job that I had to see yesterday.
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orderrup · 2 months
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hello autism havers. have you read this essay?
i am face blind myself. it is a very challenging way to be. next time you get mad at someone for not recognizing you in public, or “ignoring” you, please remember people like me exist 😅
for a very long time i was concerned that my inability to distinguish between faces was just a manifestation of racism and living in a white supremacist society. i was worried i was somehow terribly biased. but it isn’t. i cant recognize anyone without little coping mechanisms. i regularly confuse actors, cannot recall family, mix-up friends. it’s not on purpose, and i work very hard to avoid misidentifying people, because it is such a common microaggression!
i tend to recognize people by their hair, their glasses, their outfits, or posture, rather than their face. i also cannot recall faces, except in the case of having seen a still photograph of someone. i can recall the photograph, and the face in it, but if you asked me to imagine that person i would not be able to. and i am also, much to my dismay, unable to recognize the faces of people by comparing them to a memory of a photograph.
so. maybe youre like me. or you know someone like me. be nice, because what’s innate to you is a function i simply cannot perform.
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time-slink · 1 month
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faces faces faces… much fun
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Hello! I’m starting this blog because I adore “headcanon” blogs, and a blog like this will let me meet and interact with so many more faceblind people! I’m Knife, they/them, I’m 19, and I’m faceblind! Please send submissions or asks with characters you headcanon as faceblind!!
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archivedible · 10 months
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happy pride month
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muffinlance · 1 year
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Can Sokka’s science tell him which of Katara’s 7 spools of blue thread 🧵 is the right one to darn that hole in his shirt with?
It could if she didn't keep changing her answer
Katara: I AM NOT CHANGING MY ANSWER
Sokka: YES YOU ARE THESE ARE IDENTICAL
Katara: NO THEY'RE NOT
Sokka: I DEMAND A DOUBLE-BLIND STUDY
Katara: I DEMAND YOU GET YOUR OWN SEWING KIT
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articulate-sock · 2 years
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the one kinda nice thing about being faceblind is you get really good at figuring out who people are in a group
for instance, figuring out which of your friends has which tumblr
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beanghostprincess · 4 months
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the more i watch one piece, the more i am convinced luffy is mildly faceblind and does the "choose a couple details to remember and recognize people by" thing, this is why he falls for disguises really easily but thinks that terrible wanted poster drawing looks like sanji
You're so real for this. I also think that too. And the fact that he can recognize people (from details) but most of the time he doesn't remember the names of the ones he doesn't care about?? I love him. I keep thinking about that Thriller Bark scene and the fact that he recognized Zoro's shadow so damn easily because he just knows him so well and like, okay, he might have a hard time recognizing faces but he remembers the details and, skipping the comedy relief that joke is used for, I love it. It's such a fun and interesting character trait.
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pharawee · 10 days
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I did not have that on my bingo card either. Fluke Jeeratch (who was in My Ride and The Whisperer and who went by Fluke Pongsakorn until recently) is now with gmmtv.
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Amity Park: US MOST HAUNTED!
Amity Park: The Faceblind City!
except the westons
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Ralph Caspers = Germany's Hank Green. In this essay i will
WELL NOW WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS REALISATION
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time-slink · 1 month
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Your Etho art is delicious, I love it omg
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tyyy so glad u like this guy i love drawing him too
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thefoolishnighmare · 7 months
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Yeah. I'm sharing this with all of you. Hope you like it.
Inspired by the justice league x RWBY part 2 trailer.
I regret nothing.
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