#blog-normal-distribution

[winter-jay-official]

ok my answer might be skewed what's like. normal numbers

[nereidprinc3ss]

okay i know this is kind of a specific request but can you do something with professor Spence and uni reader where they get into a spat and argue bc she did something stupid and he gets mad and she’s like “noooo pls don’t be mad i hate when you’re mad at me I’m sorry🥺” bc she literally cannot function knowing she let him down (me with everybody) but he’s like super stubborn and goes all closed up and quiet so that he doesn’t like blow up on her until she finally says like “pls talk to me” and he’s all pissed and like “hell na bitch u crazy!🗣️‼️” but then later he’s like “it’s ok i love u but neva do that shit again ho” then they make up and it’s good again 🎀 ok i explained that so poorly (and comedically if i may) but i hope u get it and pls make it SO DRAMATIC bc I live for drama! like she steals test answers or something or does something that could like get her kicked out of school OR him lose his job 🤔 sigh … idk I’m leaving now. Also i LOOPOOOCE ORRKGOOVI love your fics. Luv em

hey girl (gender neutral) this made me laugh bc genuinely sometimes i write spencer so ooc that is what he sounds like. and i'm not sorry! anyway this is potentially a vyvanse fueled nightmare but i wrote it and i'm posting it MY BLOG MY RULES BITCHESSSS!!!! but genuinely read the content warning LMAO this one got a lil kick to it

warnings/tags: ANGST, HURT/COMFORT, fem!reader, spencer and r get into a for real argument like they're mean to each other, spencer is a lil toxic but its resolved, emotionally neglects reader just for a teeensy second but then he's really nice and sweet again, discussion of his past addic+ion, gets fluffy because i'm not EVIL, gets suggestive at the end bc i am secretly evil.......

a/n: i don't know whats happening. this confuses me just as much as it confuses you. its 3 am in the morning. im gonna post nice happy things soon. Gootbye

“I cannot believe you right now. I don’t even—I don’t even know what to say.” 

“Spencer, you don’t have to say anything. It has nothing to do with you, and I’m not looking for your approval.” 

He looks up from where he’d been rubbing his temples, like you’re a headache, eyebrows raised and lips parted in indignant disbelief. 

“Oh! You’re not looking for my approval? Well thank god for that, because if you were one of my students I would recommend expulsion to the board.” 

“Are you fucking kidding me? I just said I don’t care about your opinion on this, much less your hypothetical opinion from some alternate universe where you have any authority over my education whatsoever.” 

“You distributed an answer key to half of your class! Objectively this is the kind of thing that gets people expelled. I don’t understand how someone so smart could do something so fucking stupid.” 

The words bite more than you were prepared for—but what hurts even more is how much he seems to mean them. In arguments past you’d both said things you didn’t mean, and then would immediately melt into I’m so sorry’s and the fight would resolve itself. Spencer’s clenched jaw and inability to make eye contact with you do not lend themselves to tender apologies. They cannot be attributed to miscommunication. 

You take a step closer to where he’s bracing himself against the countertop, arms crossed defensively in front of your chest. 

“Spencer, I’m sorry. I didn’t think it was such a big deal. People cheat in college all the time.” 

Still no reply. His head shakes so minutely you wonder if you’re imagining it. Panic wells in your chest. 

“Please talk to me. I really hate when you ice me out. I’m sorry, okay? Just... please say something.” 

Finally, his eyes slide to you. They lack the fiery anger of moments ago but there’s not much softness there either. His normally warm gaze now feels too abrasive, too cold and sharp on your bare skin. You're exposed, much too soft for that grating look, and it feels like he can see everything that’s wrong with you. 

“Believe me when I tell you this. I am doing us both a favor by not speaking to you right now.” 

And then he’s leaving the kitchen—nothing but a breeze against your cheek and the sound of a door slamming to prove he was ever there. 

The apartment is silent. You stand in the middle of the kitchen, unsure of what to do next. Spencer very, very rarely gets angry at you to the point of neglect, and you know he’s doing his best with what was modelled for him as a child and his tendency to feel things so deeply it’s nearly disabling; but that doesn’t make it hurt much less. It doesn’t make you feel less abandoned or alone.  

You’re sad, and you’re still pissed, and maybe you’re in just a bit of shock as you robotically move back to your nest of blankets on the couch and resume your schoolwork. What else is there to do? Unless Spencer is right—unless you really are about to get expelled after getting the answer key for an upcoming test from a friend, who then gave it to another friend, and so on. But is that really your fault?  

It’s a struggle to stay focused as your mind keeps drifting back to Spencer in the other room, those cruel words and that cold steely look in his eye that isn’t supposed to ever be aimed at you. It’s not a secret that side of him exists, but it doesn’t belong in this apartment. It’s not something he needs to use against you. He’s supposed to be on your side. But instead, he’d said you should be expelled and essentially called you stupid. And now you’re doing homework for a class at a school you may not even be a student of come Monday. 

---------------------------------------------------

The sound of the office door opening forty-five minutes later spikes your blood pressure and simultaneously makes your heart flutter, because no matter how mad at him you might be, Spencer is still Spencer.  

He comes to stand behind the couch quietly, but you don’t acknowledge him. Maybe your typing gets a bit more aggressive, but aside from that you flat out reject his presence. 

“Can we talk?” 

You let him sweat for a minute as you finish your paragraph. 

“I don’t know, Spencer. Can we? Or are you not done with your temper tantrum?” 

“That is... well deserved,” he sighs, rounding the couch and tapping the bottom of your foot, signaling that he wants you to move your legs. You despise how automatically you comply, pulling your knees to your chest to avoid touching him as he sits next to you. There’s a long moment of silence, in which you resume typing. Spencer scoffs, leaning in slightly to peer at your screen. “Are you doing homework right now? I’m a complete asshole to you and you just... do your homework?"

“What the fuck else was I supposed to do?” you almost-yell, slamming your laptop shut and blinking away potential tears. “The only person I wanted to talk to called me stupid and fucking left!” 

The tears realize their potential once you admit the blunt truth. 

Spencer carefully moves your laptop and pulls you into his arms—and you just let him. There’s not much fight left in you. There wasn’t a lot to begin with. 

“I am so sorry, angel. You’re right, I shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have yelled, I shouldn’t have said what I said, I shouldn’t have walked away. I overreacted.” 

“Yeah, you really did,” you cry, allowing him to run his hand over your hair. “Why did you do that? Why were you so fucking mean?” 

His voice shakes slightly as he responds, betraying his own anxieties, and a new, unwelcome sense of trepidation slithers through your veins. 

“I was wondering that, too. Even as I was saying it, I knew—I knew it wasn’t what I wanted to be saying. And then I was in the other room and I wanted to be out here, and I couldn’t figure out why I wasn’t. But I think I was just scared. Which—I know, doesn’t really make sense, but... I think about when Ethan dropped out of the academy, and ended up doing heroin in New Orleans for three years, and I think about when I almost left the BAU because I was so convinced I’d never get clean that I didn’t even want to anymore, and—and the idea of you losing your education and your direction like that terrified me, probably unreasonably, and I took it out on you. And I’m sorry.” 

“But I’m not like you or Ethan. You don’t have to worry about that. Even if I... even I do get in some sort of disciplinary trouble. That’s a road you don’t have to worry about me going down, ever.” 

He fixes some unseen wrinkle on your shirt.  

“Yeah, but, remember... I used to not be like me or Ethan either. Do you think twelve-year-old Spencer would have ever even considered that of the infinite realities and universes which exist, he was living in one where someday he’d be shooting up in the bathroom at work?” 

“Mm-mm,” you hum, shaking your head and burying your face in Spencer’s shoulder. The sound is more of a plea for him to be less descriptive than an answer to his rhetorical question. It’s still much easier for him to talk about that part of his life than it is for you to have to actually imagine it. You didn’t know him then, but you’ve seen pictures, and you know Spencer now, and it’s... it’s just too much. Too sad. 

“Okay,” he agrees soothingly, still playing with your hair. “I digress. My point is that literally anything is possible, and while it’s not necessarily likely, I more than anyone know that anxiety even over the most improbable of things is never completely unfounded.”  

You sniffle in response, too emotionally and physically exhausted to contribute much to the conversation by this point. Thankfully, Spencer can talk for two. An idiosyncrasy which you love and comes in handy every once in a while. He can play his own devil’s advocate; in this case, you. 

“But that doesn’t mean I get to take it out on you. Ever. I truly, truly, sincerely apologize for that. I never want to hurt you.” 

You let the apology sink into your skin like a salve, soothing every abrasion those earlier words had left in their violent��wake. 

After a few minutes, you find the energy to ask a question that might best remain unanswered. 

“Are you still mad at me?” 

He’s quiet for a beat, seemingly contemplative as his fingers trace abstract patterns in a language all his own on your arm. 

“I’m not thrilled. But you were right earlier. It’s not my place to be mad at you for something like that.” 

“Mm... it’s a little bit your place. You’re an actual professor.” 

He chuckles. 

“At an entirely different university.” 

“Thank god,” you laugh. “You and me at the same school would be such an HR clusterfuck.”

While it’s almost a serious matter, the smile in his voice is evident. 

“Yeah... I, uh... try not to think about it.” 

“Okay, but seriously. In your professional opinion. Am I fucked? Like, do I need to prepare an appeal and character witnesses or whatever?” 

Spencer sighs. 

“It was incredibly reckless and irresponsible. You should be ready for disciplinary pushback from the schoolboard if you get caught. That being said... because over sixty of you got a hold of the answer key, I doubt anyone is getting expelled, and even if they did, it would likely only be the TA and the student he gave the key to. It’s my tentative, professional opinion that you’ll probably be fine.” 

You relax slightly, allowing a tension you didn’t realize was there to shed like an old skin. 

“I’m not gonna cheat again,” you promise on an exhale. It’s simply too much risk for too little reward.

Spencer’s response is quiet, and comes much faster than you’d expected. 

“Oh, I know you aren’t. Because if you do, you’re going to have to worry about disciplinary action from me. And I’m not nearly as nice as the dean of your school, darling girl.” 

But something about the way he says it—a thinly veiled threat/promise contrasted by a sweet kiss to your forehead—doesn’t exactly make academic honesty look all that exciting.

[weirdmarioenemies]

Name: Mad

Debut: Wario's Woods (NES)

Whoa! This mermaid is Pissed! Though I guess "Mad" could just be a shortening for something beautiful and elegant like "Madeline" or "Maddison" or perhaps "Madwoman". Either way, she is one of seven bosses that Toad can fight in Wario's Woods, a drop-down puzzle game for the NES (and SNES, but we'll get to that in a minute) most notable for being the last officially-licensed game released on the console, a whole four years into the lifespan of the SNES! We've already gone over most of the Wario's Woods denizens in a couple of posts, but with the exception of the NES bosses!

Original video credit: NintendoComplete on Youtube

The bosses in this game all play pretty much identically, summoning enemies and occasionally teleporting around. To damage them, you line up the thingies of the same color next to them, as you can see in the gif above. Yuppppp. She also appeared in Super Mario-Kun, where she is shown to be a shapeshifter!

I searched everywhere for more, but since Super Mario-Kun is apparently both very poorly archived and approximately three infinities long, here's some highlights courtesy of her Super Mario Wiki page! Wario has enthralled her by poisoning the lake she resides in, and after a fight, Mario and co. cure her by....... having Yoshi drink and subsequently urinate her out. Turns out this mermaid really was Pissed after all I guess.

Anyway, after that, her true form is revealed: a big fat anthropomorphic fish in a dress. If you don't think she's just as beautiful, get out of my sight. That's where I’d leave off the post normally, but as you may have noticed, we haven't yet touched on the SNES release of Wario's Woods. This brings us to the second half of the post...

Original video credit: World of Longplays on Youtube

Name: Aqualea

Debut: Wario's Woods (SNES)

Finally, someone calls Toad out on his trademark foolhardiness! Yes, Wario's Woods (SNES) includes a mermaid boss just like its NES counterpart. The odd thing here to me is not just that they went to the trouble of making a unique character that still sticks so close to Mad's design rather than outright cutting and pasting her into WW(SNES); but that of WW(SNES)'s seventeen non-Wario bosses, only one of them seems to bear any similarity to WW(NES)'s six.

Why go to the trouble of designing unique boss casts across both releases? Why not just distribute WW(NES)'s comparatively scanty lineup into WW(SNES)'s, which is almost three times as large? I mean, as a writer for a blog which hinges around novel and bizarre designs in the Mario franchise, I should really be thankful, but from a development standpoint it is just so odd! Especially considering both versions were designed and released concurrently! I think the most likely explanation here is poor coordination between design teams, though they did still have one member in common, so who's to say?

Anyway, all of that is to say that the circumstances surrounding Aqualea's conception are kind of infinitely more interesting than her design itself. Sorry, Aqualea! Although my sapphic sensibilities make it pretty hard to write you off completely, your cute-girl-ness can only get you so far, and novelty is unfortunately very much not on your side here.

Above, you can see how the boss gameplay differs from WW(NES). Instead of taking place on a single field, it now takes place across two, as is more traditional for competitive drop-down puzzle games. I really enjoy the unique SMB2(USA)-style sprite sets every boss has for this purpose. Seems like a good opportunity for a very niche ROM hack, if you ask me!

Every boss is also given a unique "lose" sprite for when you've defeated them. These are usually just a given boss's face in a distraught expression, but Aqualea is exceptional in that regard. I will now leave you with what is, in my opinion, the single most charming lose sprite of any boss in Wario's Woods (SNES):

[gimmick-blog-bracket]

@statistical-distr-of-polls

“Calls out false Normal Distribution claims (very useful on tumblr)”

“makes math enjoyable! ish! it's a dorky but charming concept!”

“They're really funny. You see a poll about the stupidest thing ever and then you see the accurate mathematical term for its distribution. Bringing back the science side of Tumblr full-swing in 2024.”

“Doing math to things that were never meant to have math done to them is funny as fuck”

“Entertaining and educational! We all love to see a nice uniform distribution”

@fake-post-archive

(no propaganda submitted)

[phannie-elvis]

Phannie Census Update #1 (Intro and Timeline)

Phwoah dads, hello everyone!

(summary at the end for anyone who doesn't want to read the whole update, also here's the link to the census if this is the first you're hearing about it)

I'm just going to talk as the mod for the rest of this without changing the color (normally I would change the color of the text to blue when the mod is talking, but I figured that might be hard to read for the amount of text I'm about to write lol).

Welcome to everyone who followed me from the Phannie Census! If you're not familiar with the elvisverse and elvis blogs, this blog must be pretty confusing, so I would suggest checking out @elvis-official or @elvis-resercher-official if you want to learn more (if you don't want to learn more, just know that I'll have "elvisisms" in my posts -such as Phwoah dads, phummina phummina, and *sexy end screen dance*- and I'll reblog some stuff that happens in the elvisverse in addition to phannie stuff). I posted this on my elvis blog instead of my main since it has more followers, and I wanted to reach as many people as possible. If you find elvis blogs annoying, feel free to unfollow me (no hard feelings, I know gimmick blogs aren't for everyone)! I'm planning on tagging everything related to the census with #phannie census 2025, so you can follow that tag instead. If you're not a tags person, I'm also planning on creating a master post linking all my updates that I'll link in my pinned post, so you can just check that periodically.

For the timeline of the census, unfortunately it'll take a while for me to have my full-fledged complicated analysis. However, because I know people will want results as soon as possible, I'm planning on posting updates on Sundays (as I have them, for the next few Sundays I have things planned out, but as I spend more time working on code for the analysis there might be some Sundays with no updates, also I'm in the process of moving so apologies if some things related to this get delayed).

This upcoming Sunday I am planning on releasing some preliminary results! These results will not be finalized, as I don't plan on closing the survey until I feel like everyone who wants to has had a chance to take it. The results will also not be super in depth, just the results for each question on the Google Form summary (for my full analysis I'm planning on pulling together data from multiple questions/responses, e.g. what percent of respondents were dannies when they joined the phandom but are phillies now? what percent of respondents are all four G's of the Dan and Phil demographic?). On Sunday, we'll get some preliminary answers to questions like "what percent of respondents identify as lesbian?" and "were there more dannie or phillie respondents?" (just keep in mind that some of these answers- particularly ones that are close- can still change while the survey is open).

I've had over 700 responses so far, so thank you so so much to everyone who took the survey and shared it!!! I was not expecting the survey to get nearly this many responses (and so quickly too!). With a sample size this big, we're actually getting some really solid data! We might technically be able to generalize the data set to all tumblr phannies using statistics - i.e. saying with 99% confidence that approximately 29% of tumblr phannies identify as a lesbian based on the results of the survey. However, I'm not sure I wanna make sweeping statements about the whole tumblr phannie community since the way the survey was distributed was not 100% scientific (I also can't extend to the whole phannie community beyond tumblr, since as far as I know everyone who took the survey got it from tumblr- feel free to spread it to other places like Twitter or your phannie friends though! I don't have Twitter so I can't send it there but I would love a greater/more representative sample size).

tldr: This is an elvis blog (you can unfollow and just check the link in my pinned post for updates instead if you don't like elvis blogs or you can follow the #phannie census 2025 tag). I'm going to be posting updates about the census as I have them on Sundays, with the next update being preliminary results this Sunday. I've had over 700 responses so far (thanks so much!), so I can do some real math but I don't feel comfortable generalizing about the whole community so I might just stick to saying "respondents" instead of phannies/tumblr phannies (also feel free to spread the census to other social media or to friends).

Apologies for this novel of a post, I learned my yapping skills from my dad, Mr. Danny "not on fire" Howell. I want to say future updates will be shorter, but honestly I can't promise that (I'll add tldr's if they're this long though).

Athankyouverymuch everyone! *sexy end screen dance*

[certifiedsexed]

Hello! Hope you're having a good day, I have butthole questions!

Is it normal for a white person to have a super duper dark hole? The skin around it is many times darker than the rest of my body, I don't know what people's body look like so I was wondering if it was common or a sign that maybe something is wrong? (I know it was clean btw I had just showered before hand).

There's a small rounded depression further up my butt I almost thought it was a second butthole, it isn't, do you know what that could be? It doesn't lead anywhere, it really is only a tiny very shallow depression sort of thing but that surprised me! That's it, thanks for helping everyone out with your blog!!

Hi! That's so sweet of you, thanks, you too! Lemme see if I can hand off some butthole answers.

Yep. Just like its normal for some white people to have vulvas with much darker color than the rest of their skin. It's just a natural variation! I think it's called hyperpigmentation and there's an absurd amount of stigma around it in certain places because of antiBlackness, believe it or not but there's genuinely nothing wrong with it. But it's generally not a sign of anything (at least, not in relation to your ass.). If you're feeling pain or bleeding, it could be connected to tearing or infection, etc but if you're not, it's just a natural variation or skin color and that's absolutely healthy and fine.

That might just be a dimple! Sometimes you have dimples on your butt, especially depending on your weight and how it distributes. It could also be a cyst (pilonidal) but I'd say its definitely more probable that it's a dimple.

Also, that's so sweet, I'm glad to be able to help! Lemme know if you have any other questions. <3

[penpassthepen]

rottmnt / tmnt and sexualization. 😬

a rant

tw: mentions of pedophilia and CP

It is absolutely crazy and unethical how easy it is to find NSFW art or writing without trying for any variety of TMMT, especially ROTTMNT.

TEENAGE mutant ninja turtles. TEENAGE. CHILDREN. MINORS.

Very unfriendly reminder that drawn or written CP is still CP and it is still illegal.

And don’t EVEN with the ‘teenagers are sexually active anyways 🤓.’ I DON’T GIVE A FUCK. That is true, HOWEVER, if said teenagers were to have photos, videos, or detailed writings of their sexual activity distributed (EVEN IF ITS SOLO) it is still ILLEGAL because they are minors. They as teenagers and any adults/people who KNOWINGLY consumed this media could get in very serious legal trouble.

I understand also being a teenager. Your hormones are all over the place and you’re still discovering and exploring what you’re into. It’s ok and normal to fantasize and think about fictional characters who are around your age.

KEEP. IT. TO. YOURSELF.

^ This point above does NOT include grown ass adults who partake in the making or consumption of NSFW media of the brothers or April as teenagers. There is absolutely NO excuse or ANYTHING to make it valid or ok in any form. It is still PORN centered around a MINOR. It is still pedophilia. Get mental help. *COUGH* NICO HAMATO *COUGH*

Don’t EVEN get me started on the nasty ass fucking TCEST shit because that’s a whole other post to be made.

Obviously, this does not include or pertain to the Future! Turtles or April. If you really must, it is SO easy to age up characters (as long as you are VIEWING THEM AS/MAKING THEM LOOK OLDER and NOT just making them 18+ so you don’t get called out.)

If you don’t agree with this post, my blog is NOT for you. Don’t argue with me in the replies or dms, just block me.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk.

[momojedi]

to all my afab & trans american friends:

your body, your choice!

you are all beautiful and you deserve the right to choose what happens to your body. you deserve proper healthcare and treatment, and you deserve to live with the full freedom of choice as anyone else does.

this isn’t just about your autonomy, this is about respect, dignity and the recognition that your voice matters.

i don’t normally talk politics on this blog, but seeing as they play such an important role in star wars, it is important to me to clarify my point of view and encourage what the franchise’s main goal is to distribute: to believe, to hope, and to never — under no circumstances — give up. Continue to rebel, continue to fight and continue to let them hear your voice, my friends!

and to finish this little pep talk, always remember what jyn erso & cassian andor once said:

and with that, stay strong and may the force be with you!

[mysticstronomy]

DARK MATTER DOESN'T EXIST IN OUR UNIVERSE??

Blog#387

Wednesday, March 27th, 2024.

Welcome back,

The composition of the universe, as we currently understand it, is thought to comprise 'normal matter,' 'dark energy,' and 'dark matter.' However, a recent study from the University of Ottawa sheds new light on this notion, suggesting that dark matter might not actually be a necessary component.

Dark matter is a term used in cosmology to describe entities that don't interact with light or the electromagnetic field, and can only be inferred through gravitational effects. Essentially, it's invisible and its composition remains a mystery, yet it plays a crucial role in our comprehension of the behavior of galaxies, planets, and stars.

Professor Rajendra Gupta, from the Faculty of Science at the University of Ottawa, conducted this groundbreaking study. He utilized a blend of the covarying coupling constants (CCC) and "tired light" (TL) theories, amalgamating them into what's termed the CCC+TL model.

This model proposes that the forces of nature diminish over cosmic time and that light loses energy during its extensive travels.

Gupta's model has been rigorously tested against various observations, including the distribution of galaxies and the evolution of light from the early universe.

This study challenges the prevailing understanding of the universe, which posits that approximately 27% of its composition consists of dark matter, with less than 5% being ordinary matter, leaving the rest attributed to dark energy.

Gupta said, "The findings from our study affirm our prior research on the age of the universe, which concluded it to be approximately 26.7 billion years old, and demonstrate that the universe may not necessitate the presence of dark matter."

He further explains that while standard cosmology attributes the accelerated expansion of the universe to dark energy, it is actually the weakening of natural forces as the universe expands that drives this phenomenon, not dark energy.

The concept of "redshifts" plays a pivotal role in this study. Redshifts occur when light shifts towards the red end of the spectrum. Gupta scrutinized data from recent papers on galaxy distribution at low redshifts and the angular size of the sound horizon from literature at high redshifts.

Originally published on www.thebrighterside.news

COMING UP!!

(Saturday, March 30th, 2024)

"IS THERE GRAVITY IN SPACE??"

[eretzyisrael]

Lucas Ropek, writing in the popular technology site Gizmodo, is very upset at a gift Netanyahu gave Trump:

During his recent visit to the White House, Israeli Prime Minister Bibi Netanyahu gave President Donald Trump a rather bizarre gift: a pair of pagers. One of the pagers was reportedly gold, while the other was a normal one. The gift appears to have been a reference to the recent Israeli operation that used pagers and walkie-talkies rigged with explosives that Israel claimed were targeted at operatives of the Lebanese terrorist group Hezbollah. The “pager attack” killed 42 people, including two children and two healthcare workers, while wounding another 2,800 people. The attacks targeted public areas, including cars, streets, and supermarkets, and many of the wounded suffered eye, hand, and brain injuries. Many survivors needed surgery, and some victims went blind or had to have their limbs amputated. One of the attacks killed an 11-year-old boy and an 8-year-old girl, along with a nurse. At a funeral for some victims, another electronic device attack was carried out by Israel, wounding more people. It’s unknown how many Hezbollah operatives the attack actually killed.  

These are outrageous lies. The pager attack killed 12 people and the following walkie-talkie attack killed 30. The only people who owned the pagers are radios were Hezbollah. None of the pagers killed more than one person, and certainly no single explosion killed two children and a healthcare worker. 

The vast majority of dead and wounded were Hezbollah members. Most estimates say over 3,000 Hezbollah members were injured. 500 Hezbollah members were sent to Iran alone for surgery and two teams of Iranian doctors flew to Lebanon to treat only Hezbollah members. The pagers were distributed only to Hezbollah members. 

Hezbollah didn't admit how many of its members were killed in the two waves of attacks (pagers and mobile radios.) Based on Hezbollah funeral notices, most of the victims of both attacks were Hezbollah fighters.

[loonybun]

MAY I ASK U ABOUT UR OCS MY GOOD SIR

SURE!! hi ill do really quick oc intros cuz i dont know how in depth u want and i don’t wanna talk ur ears off. everything under cut

D.A. OCS that i probably will use in drabbles or already have (evil scientists and doctors and living weapons oh my!) (not all inclusive of my ocs in this! just the important ones.)

- koi. he’s my favorite. previously thought to be a normal human dude but then the d.a. was like hi dude. cmere. and they kind of magic infused him. that happened. turns out he’s not human and that fucked it up. man you had one job. anyways he escaped and now he’s kind of struggling. his mental health is like absolutely awful and he’s extremely self destructive ❤️ will actively throw himself into dangerous situations just because he thinks he doesn’t deserve better (character blog @sonadowfan66 . yeah. he’s a sonadow shipper.)

- vian. doctor guy. head of medical department in the d.a. . makes his own medicines and distributes them across the department. nobody knows how the fuck he’s testing them since he’s not authorized to use living subjects but like. they work. so they kind of just assume he’s really smart and knows what he’s doing. he’s constantly under a lot of pressure and will try to convince you he’s perfectly composed and completely perfect and has zero flaws whatsoever. internally he is constantly crashing out. very rageful. also extremely manipulative and used to getting his way. (character blog @dr-venstal)

- tbr. guy who runs the d.a. he’s also a rabbit but that’s not important. he’s also a politician. that tells you a lot about him i think. childhood dream was to be an astronomer but obviously that didn’t work out. backup was to be a scientist. obviously that didn’t work out either. so he’s here now. guy had good intentions and sort of still does but it’s very much become an “ends justify the means” sort of thing where it has become a blurred line if the ends are even still justifying the means. he tries but he kind of sucks a lot. (character blog @tbr-official)

- zee! in a few different departments. roboticist. doesn’t trust tbr but likes the resources the d.a. grants to them. by no means is she ethically superior by the way they have committed absolute atrocities. also he fucking hates vian with a burning passion. like vian’s done absolutely nothing personal to them but they just Need him dead and honestly i respect her for that. also working on a project i can’t say much about here due to lurkers (ray) but… shit happens! (character blog @zippyzapparoo)

- elva. “adoptive” daughter of tbr. by adoptive i mean she was never really viewed as his child but more something to shape and train. living weapon but based on more raw magical ability rather than the alteration shit they were doing with koi. she’s highly skilled in combat but her magical stamina is weaker than average so that kind of caused issues. eventually decided “fuck this guy” and just left. one of the only people to successfully leave the d.a. she lives in the woods now but still does bounty hunting jobs for them on occasion. it’s on her terms though and she makes sure they pay her ridiculously well. major threat to tbr but as long as she’s minding her own business he’s letting her be.

- octavia. adoptive daughter of tbr WITHOUT the quotations this time. favoritism is very obvious. she lacks any magical capabilities but she is kind of a geek so. yeah. she comes off as pretty aloof when in reality she just sucks at communicating with people and any attempts to come off as strained or unwelcoming. friends with zee, who is probably actually one of her only friends. people don’t like her because of her dad and like. fair but leave her out of it. also she really likes vampires.

- maizaya. octavia’s girlfriend. does not know about the d.a. or anything along those lines since she’s not in the wonderrealm and just assumes octavia’s bunny ears are normal and totally human of her. she’s very bubbly and crafty. in terms of energy levels they’re kind of on opposite scales but it meshes well because she can just talk a lot and octavia’s fine with listening. she also loves making accessories and stuff and is very into fashion and art. also getting ominous threatening notes. she’s trying to ignore them but it’s getting worse.

- ophelia. the one LEAVING the ominous threatening notes. decently high ranked mageologist (magical researcher) in the d.a. does not like octavia because she thinks she sucks and doesn’t work for anything she’s been given. extremely petty but hardworking. doesn’t really have too strong of a moral compass. doesn’t like being part of the d.a. but like. she’s here and her wife is too so… yeah. originally just wanted to get maizaya to break up with octavia as a way to get to her but when she actually stayed she kind of just grew increasingly more pissed off to the point of threats and stalking. it escalates from there. normal way to handle things guys!

- astir. he’s not really relevant at all besides like a tiny bit in koi’s storyline but i just really like him. he comes from a pretty well off and well known family (old money) and has like zero life skills because his parents have actively prevented him from learning anything that could mean he could live independently from their wealth. yay! also his parents have done a lot of messed up shit to keep their status so id love for him to face consequences for their actions. extremely closeted homosexual. very anxious and high-strung. kind of a little obsessed with koi but in a conspiracy theorist way. thinks he’s an alien and isn’t wrong but still dude what the hell. after his disappearance he kind of began going full on detective. they spoke to each other like once btw. when they were like preteens. get a grip dude.

OTHER GUYS

- aisling. pathetic faerie prince dude. he’s very soppy and very lonely. trying to find someone to marry but has a very questionable approach about all of it. thinks he’s cursed to be alone forever. very whiny about it. (character blog @fairestoffolks)

- oleander. dryad dude. the reason aisling thinks he’s cursed forever. won’t go more into depth with that. aisling also doesn’t know he exists. just like. tree in his room. that’s definitely not constantly watching him. because that would be strange!

- rosé. kind of a god, kind of not. it’s complicated but i’d consider him one. god of lust. sells love potions to piss off his ex. just over a century old. grew up in an evangelical cult. left cult, got into drag, then started dating a god. deeply regretted it. very bitter and lonely but also theatrical so it’s ok. he’s a little cruel but it’s mostly unintended. also a damn good cook. also he grew up in louisiana and still has a pretty heavy cajun/new orleans accent. (character blog @reaperofcupid)

- adonis. aforementioned god that guy dated. sucks a lot. god of lust, vanity, and beauty. either thinks he’s the best guy to ever live or is self wallowing. it cycles. like drastically. doesn’t understand pain or suffering so when his partner was like “ow turning into a god really hurts what the fuck :(“ he was kind of just like “stop bitchinf about it oh my god it’s not that bad” and that kind of got worse.

[statistical-distr-of-polls]

AP Stats more like AP Mental Illness

I don’t even like statistics I just thought this was funny

What are SOCS?

S - Shape

O - Outliers

C - Center

S - Spread

What statistical distribution shapes are there?

Symmetric (unimodal, bimodal, multimodal); Uniform; Skewed Right; Skewed Left; Normal

Others exist but will not be used here.

What will be identified in the post?

The shape of the poll's stats distribution. Occasionally, if time or will permits, the Center and/or Outlier (though that will remain mathematically unsound).

How will SOC- be identified?

Shape: Visually – Tumblr polls may or may not have a designated order for their options, but regardless of if they are nominal or ordinal, I will identify shape for the Gimmick

Center: Median (I don't have the raw data, cannot do mean)

Outlier: Visually (I'm too lazy to do 1.5IQR and all of that </3)

What posts are included in this?

Polls, any statistics or parameters I come across, or images of the latter two.

Everything on this blog will be lighthearted; I will not be getting involved in any serious polls or data.

Tags

#poll

#statistic

#[shape of distribution]

#median

#[Letter of SOCS used]

#not socs (for any unrelated things)

#bias

#[type of bias]

About the mod

Hi! Call me Nyx or Caelum :)

I go by any pronouns and my main blog is @as-the-stars-foretold if you wanna go be silly over there

Also I did write a paper for AP Research so... :)!

[gimmick-blog-bracket]

@statistical-distr-of-polls

“Calls out false Normal Distribution claims (very useful on tumblr)”

“makes math enjoyable! ish! it's a dorky but charming concept!”

“They're really funny. You see a poll about the stupidest thing ever and then you see the accurate mathematical term for its distribution. Bringing back the science side of Tumblr full-swing in 2024.”

“Doing math to things that were never meant to have math done to them is funny as fuck”

“Entertaining and educational! We all love to see a nice uniform distribution”

@i-make-things-glitched-out

(no propaganda submitted)

[horifficspider]

I’ve been doodling Ms Marvel for my spiderverse au cuz I wanted to put her in an animatic I’m working on which has been fun. I was a Ms Marvel fan in middle school so it’s been fun revisiting her character. I did post a little bit about her on my main blog but I decided to change up her mask design from this initial piece I did here.

Here’s a little comic of the twos first meeting (Bethany was overwhelmed)

The lore I have in my head is that Bethany had been operating as Spider-woman for a little less than two years when she crossed paths with a 6 month operating Ms Marvel. At that point Spider-Woman was more of an urban legend to people outside of NYC, hence why Kamala’s reaction here.

The two have occasional crossovers, but for the most part stay in their respective cities. Despite the two not being super far apart in age (Bethany being 18 and Kamala being 15) Bethany tends to worry about the newer hero a good deal and keeps an ear out for what goes on in Jersey City just in case there’s something extremely bad afoot.

Kamala is sort of the closest thing Bethany has to a normal friendship in her dimension, but keeps distant out of a worry that Kamala will get roped into some horrid stuff if the younger hero spends too much time in New York.

On Kamala’s end she thinks it’s cool to have a semi-consistent team up partner, even if Bethany is a little odd. Kamala has yet to see Bethany get particularly nasty (murdering people) so her opinion on the Spider Woman is pretty charitable compared to most people. Bethanys worrying can be a little annoying , but it’s nothing too serious. It’s not like Bethany can really stop her from rushing in to help someone anyways.

They don’t quite have a mentor/mentee relationship it’s more like worried older sibling/impulsive younger sibling.

Random tidbits: a fan-zine is a fan magazine, usually made by amateurs in a local area. Been researching how fanfiction/fandom culture started without the internet since this au takes place in 1985. And while yes people used various forums and newsletters to distribute fanfiction over the internet and from what I remember Kamala’s family were pretty well off. But considering Kamala is a teenager and a youngest child I doubt she’s gonna have a personal computer. Family computer definitely, but not a personal one so how she interacts with fandom in this au is through fanzines, conventions, fan clubs. Y’know more in person stuff.

As for how Kamala is dressed up you may be wondering why I changed her outfit. So her og outfit (from my memory) was a re-purposed burkini, which the first of those were made in 2004. And with the year being 1985, she’s gonna have a different core build for her homemade hero suit.

So I did some research on Pakistani fashion and I found these images from 70s Pakistan and was inspired, especially by the outfit the woman in the chair in the second image is wearing.

So I’m thinking maybe the outfit that became Kamala’s Ms Marvel costume was a hand me down or maybe a gift from her family that still lives in Pakistan that she put a lighting bolt on and now struts her stuff in Jersey City and sometimes New York City.

Though now that I’m re-looking at my inspo images I’m noticing the main shirt/tunic/dress pieces are longer than what I drew Kamala with so I might give her a longer dress (I’m not sure what these articles of clothing are called sorry) part in future drawing of her. I guess Kamala could’ve modified the outfit for more mobility. Also I’m realizing I gave her more of a turtle neck than any of the gals in the photos have. So I’m not super sure on how correct this looks.

But I will experiment and research more into what I’m trying to replicate as I’m not super familiar with Pakistani fashion and culture.

This is just a working design I have right now and hopefully I can improve.

[fangirlfrom-hell]

Absolution and Mercy (7x9-7x10) || Jay Halstead x Healstead Sister

*re-posting this because I'm stupid and accidentaly delated my blog 🫠

This is the plot from season 7, episodes 9 and 10 but with Jay's younger sister involved in the story.

Did I cry a bit writing this? Yes I did.

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Becca was usually the first one to be picked up after her afternoon classes were over, but this day she was left alone in the sidewalk. It was getting dark, she was cold and scared. At the distance she detected how a car was approaching her at full speed, but it wasn't Jay. It was Will, and she only realized that when he parked in front of her.

-"Sorry I'm so late. In my defense, Jay called me all of the sudden. I drived as fast as I could, then I got lost. Are you going to get in or what? It's freezing outside".

-"Where's Jay?" The girl asked when she was inside of the car.

-"He didn't say. He was in a hurry when he called me, he might be working in a case, something must have poped out unexpectedly. You know how it is".

-"Are you taking me home?"

-"No, I can't leave you there alone. We're going to my place. Jay will pick you up later, or I will take you back with him. He will give me a call, don't worry".

But that call never happened. During the course of the night, Will called his brother several times, but he never answered.

-"Do you think he is in danger?" Becca was starting to get worried.

-"No". Will lied. -"Maybe he's still working and he's not carrying his personal phone".

That argument didn't convince her at all.

-"It's late and you have school tomorrow, so this is what we're gonna do. Go take a shower, I'll find some clothes you can use to sleep on. I will take the sofa, so you can sleep comfy in my bed".

Not wanting to, Becca obeyed her brother. She couldn't hide her concern for Jay and Will was trying to ignore it, pretending nothing was going on. He was also quiet preoccupied but didn't want to show it. When his sister was out of the room, he gave it another try.

-"Hey, man. It's me again. Call me back as soon as you hear this...please. Bec's alright, don't worry. We're just...We want to make sure you're safe".

The sun began to set on the horizon without news of the missing Halstead brother. Will had barely slept during the night, he distributed his time between trying to reach Jay and checking on Becca, who also had a rough night. He was half asleep when a ray of light coming through the window woke him up.

-"Shit". He muttered looking at his cellphone. There were no signs of Jay.

He went to his room and found his sister sleeping under the blankets. He had to make a plan and act normal, she obviously knew something was wrong.

-"Bec". He softly moved her shoulder. -"Bec, wake up".

-"Is Jay back?" She asked half asleep.

-"No. I'm taking you home so you can get ready for school. Come on".

-"Do you think he is going to be there?"

-"We'll find out".

Will opened the door of Jay's appartment with his copy of the keys. He entered first, making sure everything was in order. Becca followed him when he gave her a sign to get in.

-"This is not good". She said. -"Where is he?"

-"I don't know. I'll pass by the 21st after I drop you off at school. Let's hope they have an answer to this mystery".

-"No. We'll pass by the 21st before you drop me off at school".

Trudy Platt was at her desk talking on the phone with the State's Attorney. She got confused when she saw both Halstead siblings entering the room, their presence wasn't a good singn, she felt it in her guts.

Sergeant Platt went up to the bullpen with Will and Becca behind her. All of the detectives were gathered there, except for Jay. The little girl looked all over the place and made a disappointed face when didn't spot her brother.

-"Hey, is Halstead on a UC run?" Trudy asked Voight.

-"Not that I know about".

-"State's Attorney is all over me. He's supposed to be in court right now. His brother and little sister are also looking for him". She pointed at them with her head.

-"He called me yesterday and asked me to take care of Becca. He was supposed to pick her up later, but never showed up. We went to his place this morning and wasn't there". Will intervened.

-"Hailey, you know anything?"

-"No, I called him a few times, but---".

-"I did too". Platt said.

-"No answer". Will concluded showing his phone. -"This is so out of character for him. He's overprotective, he would never forget about Becca like this. He didn't even called to make sure she was already with me, didn't ask if she was fine as he always does".

-"I ran the GPS on his truck...". Platt stoped and moved her eyes from Will and Becca before continuing.

-"Nothing I say will make her go downstairs". Will stated as giving her permission to keep on talking.

-"It's parked on a street in Englewood".

-"How long has it been there?"

-"All night. I ran the in-service calls to that block, there were two calls of suspicious persons at a house on that street".

Becca took a few steps to the front to reach her brother's arm.

-"Thanks, Trudy".

-"Check it out". Hank ordered to his detectives. -"We'll keep you updated". He said to Will.

-"Please find him". Becca begged the sergeant.

-"We won't stop until we find him". He reassured her with a smile and petting her head.

-"Let's move. I'll take you to school". The doctor said to his sister. -"You already missed a couple of classes".

-"Are you joking? I'm staying" She said staring directly at his eyes.

-"You'll be better at school than here or at The Med".

-"I myself will inform you when we find him, it's a promise". Trudy ended the conversation.

School was being worse than usual for Becca, she couldn't stop thinking about her brother. She was so deep in her toughts that she didn't even hear the daily mockery of her classmates. The clock was ticking slowly and her eyes began to fill with tears.

-"I'm here to take Becca Halstead". The school's principal interrupted the class. -"Take your backpack, sweetie. They're here to pick you up".

The tone on the woman's voice reminded her of that time Burgess and Roman took her to the bullpen because Jay was being threatened. She took her stuff and walked throught the hallway to find Trudy Platt at the office.

-"Here she is, Sergeant. You can take her now".

-"I promised you that I would inform you as soon as they found it. The team just found him".

-"Is he-".

-"I don't know anything else". Platt interrupted. -"I just know he was found". She lied, she wasn't the indicated to talk with her about his condition. -"Come on, I'll take you to The Med. Will is waiting there".

The Med was full of cops and detectives as usually happened when one of their own was wounded. For Will it was surreal that this time the victim was his brother, he still couldn't assimilate the fact. His mind was all disturbed constantly changing from the doctor to the brother role and viceversa. Apart from Jay's state of health, what worried him the most was Becca. Despite having notified a lot of bad news during his career, he had no clue how to discuss the situation with his little sister. He didn't want to, but he didn't want anyone else to be the one telling her the news. He was also uncommonly scared to enter the waiting room where the policemen were waiting for updates.

Hailey Upton was sitting leaning over with her elbows on her knees, the fear was evident on her face. Looking at her teary eyes it was obvios how much she had been crying. It wasn't strange at all, she and Halstead had been partners for a couple of years now and their relationship had grown to a good friendship, a very good friendship. Detective Rojas sat next to her and extended her a coffee, leaning a hand on her back as a reassuring gesture.

Kevin and Adam were also there, both standing up, for anxiety did not allow them to stay still. The rest of the place was packed with uniformed. Hank Voight was on his feet, concern was evident through his eyes. A lot of officers and commanders approached him offering their support.

With a heavy sigh and holding back a lot of emotions, Will encouraged himself to go inside with them. Everybody stood up at his presence. Detective Upton quickly positioned herself in front of him, followed by the rest of the team.

-"Hey, Everybody". Somehow he was managing to stay as the doctor, not the brother. -"I just talked to Dr. Marcel, he said the bullet grazed an artery. They are still trying to repair it".

-"Will?" Hank Voight intervened. -"Is he gonna be ok?"

-"He's lost a lot of blood". Words stuck in his throat and dried stoped talking. Ruzek gave him a pat on the shoulder to show emotional support, there wasn't relly anything else to do.

-"Will..." Maggie interrupted from the outside of the waiting room. Everyone turned their attention to the charge nurse and there was no need for her to explain anything. Becca was right behind her, her big hazel eyes wide open looking at all of the cops and some other familiar faces, trying to comprehend what was going on.

-"Oh, Bec...". Will approached to her sweating cold, with his heart raced in fear.

-"Wh--What's going on?" She asked, not being able to take her eyes off the cops. -"Sergeant Platt told me they found Jay, but nothing else. What happened?". Her voice was charged with despair.

The detectives' eyes were all on Becca, wide open as if waiting for a reaction from the girl.

-"Yeah. Ok. Hmm--there's no easy way to say this". His voice was very low and raspy. -"Jay was kidnapped, but his team found him and...".

-"Where is he? Can I see him?" The little girl interrupted calmly.

-"Jay was shot, Becca. He's going into surgery right now". As a doctor, he knew there wasn't other way of saying it.

-"Oh". The girl said as if it was a casual situation. -"But, I mean...he's going to be fine, right?".

-"He's...lost a lot o blood".

-"But it's Jay". Becca interrupted with a smiled, more as a symtom of a nervour breakdown, eyes starting to get teary. Maybe she didn't realize it, but she was avoiding the rest of the information. -"He has been shot before, he's like indestructible".

At that moment, Becca sensed how Maggie held her shoulders, and the weight of the world fell on the little girl. The atmosphere felt the same as when Jay told her that their mother had died, as same as when Will explained to her that they would have to disconnect their father. All of those memories and feelings were taking control over her, but this time Jay wasn't there to help her go through them.

-"Bec..."

-"No..."

-"Becca, he was shot in the chest, no bulletproof vest. He has lost a lot of blood...".

-"Will--". Maggie tried to stop the doctor.

-"Shut up!"

-"...but he's in surgery right now with Dr. Marcel, one of the very best in Chicago and he's..."

-"Just stop!". Becca cried.

-"Dr. Halstead!" Maggie insisted worried for how Becca was taking the news. There has to be another way of notifyig.

-"...doing his best to save our brother's life. He is in the best hands". He tried to hold her, but she refused him.

-"Is he goig to die?" Becca asked in a very low voice and bursted into an uncontrollable crying.

Will held his sister as tight as he could, so tight she was barely breathing under his arms. He tried to keep his composure, but broke down when he heard his little sister crying loud. He kissed her head, there was nothing to say, nothing to do, just be there for each other.

The intelligence team witnessed the scene and was moved by it, but most of all it made their anger grow even more. Tears rolled down Hailey's cheeks, Adam just stared at the floor with his arms crossed. Hank Voight patted Becca on the back as he passed through te sibblings to run into Burgess, who had just arrived.

-"I got an update on Angela Nelson".

-"Okay".

-"Doctors removed the bullet. She's gonna be fine".

-"Where is she?" And with that only question, they both left the place in a hurry.

With all of the movement that was generated, Will separated from Becca and took her by the shoulders: -"Come on, let's sit". They walked embraced, everyone moving to let them pass. She knew all of the detectives who were present, each one of them tried to make her feel their suport: Atwater squeezed her shoulder, Vanessa gave her a warm smile, Adam gave her a hug and Hailey sat right next to her holding her hand.

Not wanting to leave the hospital, Intelligence detectives had to withdraw due to a case assigned by Superintendent Crawford, something Hank couldn't avoid. Detective Upton was the only one that refused to leave, and no one contradicted her.

A couple of hours passed, but it felt like an eternity for Becca. There were still no news about Jay and that made her agony grow.

-"Why is it taking so long?" She was walking from one side to another, anxiety starting to increase.

-"These procedures are very delicate, they take a lot of time. You know what? You should go home". Will suggest. -"I don't think it is a good idea for you to stay here so much time. I'll find someone who can take you. You need rest, to change clothes, you haven't even eat anything".

-"I'm not going anywhere, Will". Becca answered with a stern tone that reminded of Jay's way of talking in distress. They were so alike.

-"Dr. Halstead". Maggie interrupted. -"I'm so sorry, you are requiered in the ER".

Will stared at his little sister, not knowing what to do, he would never leave her by herself in a normal day, much less under the circumstances they were going through.

-"Come on. I can't leave you here alone. Take your backpack, you can stay in the Doctor's room or in a dormitory while I find someone who can take you...".

-"I am not going anywhere, Will". Becca repeated her own words, this time with a little bit of anger.

-"Bec, I get it, I totally do. You want to stay here for Jay, but we will be updated in the ER, I just can't leave you here alone".

-"Alone? This must be the safest place in the hospital right now". She said pointing to all of the cops around.

-"I am not going anywhere". Upton interrupted before Will could continue. -"I can take care of her".

-"Hailey, you don't have to, you are already going through a lot right now and you are on duty, so...".

-"Nobody will move me from here, Will. It's ok, for real".

-"Is that all right for you?". Will looked at Becca and noticed the tiredness and sadness in her eyes as she nodded. -"Ok, all right. Just promise me that you'll eat something, kiddo". He approached to his little sister and kissed her forehead before parting.

-"Not really hungry, but I'll try".

-"Please do it for me. I'll be back as soon as I can".

His heart dropped when he walked out of the room, she also felt a little bit helpless, alone. It was true that she knew Hailey since a few years ago, she liked her and trusted her, but she wasn't her family and that's what she needed at the moment.

-"What if I bring you a hamburger from the cafeteria?" Maggie smiled to Becca. -"Don't you dare to say 'no' to me. I know it's your favorite, I'll be right back".

Becca took a deep breath and sighed, her leg was shaking a lot even standing up. Despair and anxiety were taking over her small body, she felt the urge to hit something or somebody. Her mind started going around, she couldn't live without Jay, what would she do without her big brother? She was nothing without him. A lot of memories came to her mind, good ones and bad ones. Suddenly she was crying without even noticing it.

-"Hey!" Hailey called her from her seat and forced a smile for the girl. -"Wanna join me here?".

Becca sat next to her brother's partner, not really knowing what to do or what to say. She tried to hold her tears, but failed, so she wiped them away as soon as they got out of her eyes. Hailey placed a hand in Becca's shaking leg.

-"You don't need to do that. You can cry in front of me, I won't judge you. I mean, look at me". They both smiled. -"Here, hold my hand, squeeze it. Breath with me, it will help you ease your toughts: 4 in, hold 7 and 8 out".

-"Thank you". The little Halstead sister said when she was more calmed.

-"I know you and Jay are very close. He's so private, but he still talks a lot about you with me".

-"He does?".

-"Yes. When we started working together, before knowing he had a sister, I always tought he was talking about his daughter".

-"Imagine that". Becca made a disgust gesture and laughed a bit. -"I know you two are very fond too. He never talks about work with me, but you wouldn't be here if you didn't care for him". She didn't feel like revealing right there that Jay had talked about her before.

-"He is a good partner, it's hard to find one". The girl stared at her for a few seconds, then they stayed in silence for a couple of minutes, staring at the floor. Becca was a sensible girl, she understood there was more behind Detective Upton words and suddenly Hailey felt like family.

-"I'm really scared". She confessed while unconsciously hugging Hailey's arm.

-"Me too". The detective held her tight. -"But your brother, he is a tough guy, he's strong of mind and body. And he loves you so much, he won't stop fighting to overcome this and come back to you. I can assure you that".

A very special connection was formed between Hailey and Becca in that exact moment. In Hailey's arms, Becca found the peace she needed to rest, and fell asleep while she stroked her ginger tousled hair. Inside her chest, Hailey was feeling the urgent need to protect the little girl, as if she was her own sister. She never let her go while they waited together, if anything, she held her tighter as time passed by.

Rojas found them like that when she went back to the hospital to check on Hailey.

-"Hey". Vanessa announced her presence.

-"Hey". Upton answered back in a low voice, trying to hug her roomate, but couldn't really move with Becca asleep in her shoulder.

-"I got you some gyro from Greek Islands, I tought you might be hungry".

-"That's really sweet of you. Thanks". She took the back with her unoccupied hand.

-"And I got you some clean clothes from the appartment".

-"Thank you". She genuinely smiled.

-"Have we heard anything about Jay?" She sat down next to her friend.

-"No". Upton sadly answered, unconsciously checking on Becca, who was now half awake. -"He's gonna freak out when he wakes up, the man hates needles. I can't figure him out, he's the first one through the door, a war vet. And he'd rather take a bullet than get the flu shot".

Becca, who was now listening everything, internally laughed at that last comment. That was a good description of his brother.

-"Hailey, I know how hard this must be for you".

-"It's always hard when something like this happens".

-"It's hard because you love him". Vanessa Rojas said simply.

Becca's heart began to beat a little bit faster, this time for a good feeling instead of anxiety. Of course she was in love with her brother, everything made sense now. And she knew Jay had feelings for her too. Maybe that was why she felt so secure by her side.

-"Of course I love him. He's my partner". Hailey answered to finish the conversation.

Both detectives phones started to buzz and Becca took advantage of that to pretend that she had just woken up.

-"Ruzek got a lead on the home invasion". Rojas looked at her phone.

-"Yeah. Um, I'm gonna stay". Hailey said looking at Becca, who looked devastated even after having rested a bit.

-"Is everything all right?" The younger Halstead asked when Rojas left. Hailey nodded her head, not being able to controll her sobbing. The last conversation had moved a lot inside of her and was now a mixure of feelings.

Another hour passed by and Becca couldn't take it anymore.

-"Where's Will? He was supposed to be back soon and also keep us updated.

-"He was here a few times, but you were deep asleep. He didn't want to bother you. He had no news, though".

-"I heard my favorite Halstead didn't want to leave her brother's side". A familiar voice called, it was Trudy Platt. She approached with a bag in her hands. -"So I thought it would help to bring you some clothes, hunny. I mean, CPD sweaters and pants might not be the best, but they should be more confortable than that uniform you've been wearing all day. These are the smallest I found, I'm positive they'll fit you".

When Becca came back from the restroom, all changed and carrying the other clothes, she found Hailey and Platt standing up in front of Will. Fear ran through her entire body once more, not knowing what to expect, since the three of them looked very serius. It was Hailey who spotted the little girl petrified in terror at the entrance of the room.

-"Bec". Will called her. -"He's all right. Jay is going to be fine".

-"Are you sure?" She dropped her clothes and started to cry happy tears.

-"It will take time for him to recover and I can assure you he will be a pain in the ass, but he's going to be all right".

Becca laughed and jumped into her brother's arms, who lifted her up a bit in the air. Upton and Platt presenced the scene with teary eyes of relief and a smile from ear to ear.

-"Can I see him?"

-"He's still asleep, but of course. You can wait by his side until he wakes up. Come on, I'll take you there. My shift will end in a couple of hours and then I'll fully be with you two".

-"Oh, but wait!" She turned to Hailey, before following her brother. -"You should come with us. Will, she can come with us, right?".

-"I don't think is a good idea. I'll wait in here until he wakes up, don't worry". She rushed to say before letting Will answer.

-"No. I really think you should come". Once more, there was that tone so similar to Jay comming from Becca.

-"There's no problem, Hailey. If you want to, you can come". The doctor confirmed.

When Jay woke up, Hailey was out changing her clothes. Becca was the first person he spotted when he opened his eyes.

-"Hey". He managed to say and raised his unharmed arm trying to reach his little sister, taking her elbow. -"Why are you crying?" She took his hand and squeezed it as tight as she could.

-"Because I'm happy you're alive, dummy". Jay smiled when he heard her voice.

Both siblings had a lot of things to say, but they didn't need words to express their feelings. They stared at each others eyes and it was enough to understand what they were going through.

-"I know". Jay said feeling how emotional Becca was. -"Come here". He opened his arm within his posibilities and with a lot of caution she laid down her head to hug him back. -"I'm sorry. I'm so, so, sorry". He kept repeating in a raspy voice.

They stayed like that for a while. Jay couldn't stop thinking about his actions and what would had happened to Becca if he had died. She was the only thing on his toughts when he received the shot. Becca relaxed when she heard her brother's heartbeat, it was the definitive evidence she needed to make sure he was really alive.

-"How are you feling?"

-"Like I was asleep for a year".

-"You needed a little rest".

-"Sorry to interrupt". Detective Upton came into the scene, embarrased to be the reason they had to separate. -"I didn't noticed you were already awake".

-"Don't worry. You are just in time". Becca smiled.

-"Hailey?" Jay started and she walked to the other side of the bed.

-"You know I hate hospitals".

-"Oh, you are just fine already, aren't you?". Becca rolled her teary eyes, but the comment made Hailey laughed a bit.

-"I do".

-"You gotta get me out of here".

-"It's not optional, no".

Hank Voight entered almost immediately and stood next to his detectives.

-"Becca, happy to see your eyes lighting again". He greeted her first with a head nodd, then talked to Jay: -"How's the shoulder?"

-"It feels like I'll be flying a little crooked for a while.

-"I went and talked to Will and he said no structural damage, so you got lucky".

-"I guess you could call it that".

There was something going around Jay's mind, but he couldn't ask with the presence of his little sister. He didn't want her to leave, but he had to ask Voight, and there wasn't going to be another chance.

-"Uh, Bec--why don't you go and..."

-"I guess I'll go find Will, yes". Becca said feeling the tension.

-"How's Angela doing?" He finally asked when they were alone.

-"She's under arrest".

From outside the room, Becca saw Hailey and Voight going out having a brief conversation, they looked concerned. When they split up, the Sergeant walked into another room and Upton rushed out of the hospital.

-"Is your shift already over?" Becca asked Will when he passed by, not even noticing her.

-"Half an hour and I'm done". He said looking at his clock. -"Look at you, all smiley again".

-"Jay woke up. They are running some tests right now. He's going to loose it if there are needles involved".

-"He just received a shot and I do believe he would still be afraid of a needle". The siblings laughed.

The three Halsteads stayed together as much as they could, but it was getting late and they were tired. Becca's eyes started to close due to mental exhaustation, she had cried all day and her mind was pushed to the limit. Now that everything was calmed coudn't avoid to fall asleep although the chair she was sitting in was the most unconfortable.

-"I think it's time to go". Will said. -"She stayed by your side all day, didn't want to move for a second. She was really, really worry".

-"Maybe I wasn't the indicated to be in charge of her". Jay sighed and spat what he had in his mind. -"Maybe we should have let aun Clair take her".

-"And just let her go to New York far away from us? Like, never see her again? What are you talking about, Jay? Where is this comming from, anyway?"

-"It's not the first time I've put her in a situation like this".

-"Stop thinking about it. It's the sedatives, you are all sensible and tired and need more rest. We are good, Jay. There is no one with whom she is better than with you, not even me".

A few days passed before Jay was discharged. Becca noticed how a lot of people visited him more than once: Kim, Adam, Kevin, Vanessa, Hank, Trudy and a bunch of other cops she didn't recognize. Her brother was a beloved soul and the love he received was extended towards her. She stayed inside of the room with all of the visits, except with Hailey. She always found an excuse to go out of the room when Detective Upton arrived.

-"All right. Finally, time to go home". Will said carrying a bag. -"Got you clean clothes and other stuff you may need".

-"Thank you".

-"Are you sure you don't need a hand?" Dr. Halstead asked before going out.

-"I'm good. I'll be using only one hand for a couple of days, so I might get used to it from now on".

-"I'll be around if you change your mind. Bec, let's go. Give the man some space".

Becca already knew all of the hospital, specially the ER, so she was left alone on the hallway while Will went back to work. She went to the vending machine to get something to eat while waiting for Jay. She got a juice for herself and was about to take a bag of gummies for her brother when a voice interrupted her.

-"Isn't a little bit early for candies?" It was Dr. Charles.

-"Oh, no. These are for my brother. He is about to be discharged, I tought about getting him his favorites".

-"That's a nice gesture and I'm happy to hear he's going out.

These past days were very hectic, weren't they?".

-"You bet".

Becca started walking slowly back to Jay's room, the psychiatrist by her side.

-"Dr. Charles?"

-"Yes, tell me".

-"Did Will send you to spy on me?"

-"What makes you think that?"

-"I know you've been following me around the hospital for the last couple of days. If I go to the restroom, you are there. If I go to the cafeteria, you are there. Whenever I'm alone, you are there...and now we're here". Becca smiled.

-"Oh. It wasn't my intention to make you feel harassed. Your brother Will wants to make sure you are fine, that's all".

-"No, it's ok. I think I understand".

-"Good. Well, now that we're here, would you mind if I ask you how are you doing? Your mind and body were under a lot of stress for a long period of time".

-"I'm fine. I mean, Jay is alive, that's all that matters".

-"Hm. You are right. Anyway, I'll be around if you feel the need to talk. Even when you go back home, you know I will be here".

-"Thanks, Dr. Charles".

That last conversation was strange for the little girl, why would she need to talk to Dr. Charles? Jay was alive, everything was fine. She couldn't stop going around it in her mind, she tought about telling Jay about it, but when she was close to his room she detected someone else inside, it was Hailey. Becca stood watching from afar how the detective was helping her brother to put on his sweater, that made her smile. She didn't know what they were talking about, but from her place it seemed they were very close from each other. Becca turned and walked away to give them some space.

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Many DVDs come with paper material in the front cover. Most of the time this is just some sort of promotion from the production or distribution companies, many times offering a digital download of the movie. Our policy is to throw all these out. It’s not something all patrons could share, so it’s not worth keeping around. I must’ve thrown away hundreds of digital download codes by now and I’ve only worked 2.5 weeks.

Not all paper material is digital download codes though. The other day I helped process a season of a TV show that seemed to be something between a murder-mystery and a cooking show. Can’t for the life of me remember what it was called, but it had a little booklet in the front of recipes from the show. This seemed to us relevant enough to include, so we put a “property of” sticker on that, much like the booklets in a CD case.

THIS one was from the case of Tremors 2, if I recall, and is a poster for one of the monsters in the movie. Not exactly the same caliber as a cookbook, as regards the ability of patrons to share, so we decided to toss it. I was halfway tempted to keep it because it looked so cool, but I don’t know the films and I don’t really have the need for a poster. Here on this blog is where I permanently memorialize it.

(Also ‘Graboid’ sounds like something the 4chan-Incel-Manosphere would come up with as a perverse, disgusting way of describing a completely normal class of person. Of course the makers of Tremors 2 couldn’t have predicted that back in 1996, so ours is only to feel sorry for them as retroactive collateral damage for their successors’ culture wars.)