#clients of null

[tombofnull]

Client work. :] 

[consulting-squip]

do you know anything about Null?

~ Who?

[mcytegg]

hold on. hold on. what are the chances spoke's plan involve shoving the server admins specifically into a corner? like looking at what he's done so far and what he claims his plans are, it can all be tied back into server owner stuff. like okay, walk w me 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

he showed mapicc a blatant hack client w the mace while he was literally live and he never ended up being called on it largely bc it was such a shameless, blatant thing to do & mapicc wasn't Certain if it was hack so yk. w that information plus mapicc hiding the dupe glitches and time travel w the bug bombs from minute early season, spoke knows mapicc Can be lenient w others exploiting even if he himself refuses to do it as an admin. but!!! he wasn't nearly as lenient w sb, smt spoke had an issue w

i think the sb thing also ties into his plans on banning the owners bc it was during the same convo where spoke expresses dissatisfaction w how the sb mace situation was dealt w since the duped maces were exploited "legitimately" and therefore shouldn't have been an issue is when he brings up banning the owners. assuming that they plan on banning all three admins using exploits, it forces them into an incredibly tight corner where they're unable to play the server due to exploits and although they've Been stricter w exploits, using admin powers to unban themselves from an exploit permaban situation could definitely be recieved poorly by both the community and even other ccs since its def smt that could be used to accuse them of admin abusing. smt spoke already accuses them of doing and clearly Wants to weaponize against them if u take what he said to squiddo & ash during his meeting w them at face value

AND. speaking of forcing the admins into a difficult place, even him actively asking fans to fake stream snipe in other peoples chats and to post fake spoilers w typoed // lifesteal spoilers tag on twt is smt that the admins need to clean up— as evidenced by minute tweeting abt it TODAY after spoke told people to do it and tweets made at his demand gained traction, to the point that there was also an announcement in the official ls public discord server abt tagging spoilers & streamsniping. he's doing things even outside of the server that force mapicc, minute, and bacon to clean up his messes

even spoke's whole orbital strike cannon thing Can be connected to this silly theory bc although it's a legitimate plan w no exploits or hacks involved, it still forces all three of the server admins out of the role they have rooted themself in. the constant "accidental" mention of exploits and the poking and prodding at minute's heart pushed him back into a similar hero role he played in s5. while Also pushing him away from mapicc, who deeply values loyalty and aligns strongly w similar morals to spoke's, who is now being put in between multiple teammates he loves who have become enemies which has caused him to uproot his entire existence to try and reach for the freedom he hasn't had in all of s6 bc of his desire to hold on tight to the teammates he Does have who ended up lowk abandoning him anyways. and even bacon is forced to change bc he was the guy previously terrorizing spawn, but w the threat of it being nuked to bedrock it makes all of his plans null

like idk bro maybe i'm js Saying a whole lotta words and grasping at straws to see smt that isn't actually there since spoke has barely even said or done anything and i'm basing this all on things he has said or hinted at that is very likely 110% lies but i do think it'd be interesting if his main plan rly does have smt to do w forcing mapicc, minute, and bacon into difficult situations AS the server admins o_o

[exhaslo]

Over-Time Ch19 (END)

(CEO!Miguel x Shy/Clumsy!Reader)

Ch1, Ch2, Ch3, Ch4,Ch5, Ch6, Ch7, Ch8, Ch9, Ch10, Ch11, Ch12, Ch13, Ch14, Ch15, Ch16, Ch17, Ch18

Warning: MINORS DNI, SMUT, sexual thoughts, slow-burn, mentions of sex, bullying, cussing, fluff, touch starved

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"Due to the evidence provided, we can confirm that this contract is null and void. My client would also like to inform Miss Dana that the intended nature of this action will not be easily dismissed. He wishes to press charges for emotional distress, breaking and entering and several other charges that were committed during the time of this ongoing investigation."

Miguel had a smug grin on his face as he watched Dana's facial expressions. His lawyer was ripping into her and her lawyer. Finally, the payback that he had been waiting for.

"And if my client doesn't accept the terms?" Dana's lawyer dared ask. Miguel just resisted a chuckle,

"That would be quite a shame. I would imagine how the news would eat this up."

"They'd go after you and that little mouse too, hun." Dana snarled angrily. Miguel just smiled,

"But what would look worse? The CEO who just wanted to enjoy his time with his future wife, or the snake who tried to steal everything from him by fraud?"

Dana's lip scrunched up as she showed visible anger. Miguel just leaned back, enjoying the rest of the conversation between the two lawyers.

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Typing away on your tablet, you were planning Miguel's schedule for the following month. Holidays were coming up and that meant a lot of vacation time, which was free time for you as well. You just had to think about what you were going to do.

"Hm, I wonder how long Miguel's meeting will be?" You muttered to yourself.

"Miss me already?" Miguel whispered against your ear as his arms snaked around your wasit.

"Ah! M-Miguel!" You squeaked, dropping your tablet. "H-How did the meeting go?"

"Perfect thanks to you,"

Your lips twitched into a smile as Miguel kept complimenting your clumsiness. You wrapped your arms around his neck as Miguel started to kiss you. His hands groping your ass as Miguel lifted you onto your desk.

"Miguel, what if someone-"

"You've been working for me how long? Who's going to come in here?" Miguel asked with a low chuckle as he started to undo your pants, "Gotta wear more skirts, (Y/N). You tease me like this."

"Hehe, because we shouldn't be doing this at wo-mhm~!" You moaned softly as Miguel's hands started to rub against your panties.

"I won't stop until I've fucked you in every corner of this building," Miguel nibbled against your ear as you squirmed against his hand.

"Hah~ Miguel, s-so mean!"

"GUESS WHO'S BACK-"

Both you and Miguel froze as the door was kicked opened by none other than Lyla. Immediately you hid behind Miguel as he just stood still in place. The silence growing louder by the second.

"I need another month."

"Granted."

Just like that, Lyla left.

Once the awkward silence died down, you couldn't help but laugh. Miguel followed suit, holding your body as the two of you shared a moment of humor.

"See? That's why we wait until we're alone at home," You snickered. Miguel raised a brow before his fingers started to move again,

"Oh? Calling my place home already?"

"Ah-" Your cheeks started to burn as you glanced away from Miguel.

"So adorable. I want it to be your home too. Our h-"

"OKAY! I HAVE TO ASK!" Lyla came bursting in once more, causing Miguel to remove his hands with a heavy sigh, "How long until you caved?!"

"Lyla, go back to your vacation." Miguel grumbled. Meanwhile, you fixed yourself behind him,

"H-Hello, Lyla."

"Hi, (Y/N). C'mon, a week? A month?"

"Why don't I fill you in after your vacation?" Miguel stressed once more, "We're celebrating here." Lyla raised a brow,

"Celebrating?"

"Yep! Miguel is free from Dana," You chirped, standing behind Miguel with a bright smile. Miguel wrapped his arm around your waist,

"(Y/N) here helped make it happen."

"Forreal?!" Lyla gasped loudly, "How?!"

"Ah-"

You looked towards the ground, avoiding eye contact as you recalled the recording. Do you say that you were recording the conversation? If so, then that would admit to Lyla that you and Miguel were with each other for a good while.

"Jesus, cut the silence will ya? I get it, you fucked, tell me the details about that bitch finally getting what she deserved!" Lyla grinned as she went to sit on the couch, "Wait...Is this couch safe?"

"No." Miguel said quickly with a smirk.

"Ugh, is any part of this office safe?" Lyla asked with a huff. Miguel pointed to a corner, "(Y/N), you need to control his dick. This whole building will be tainted."

"That was his plan," You whispered.

Once Lyla took her tiny seat, Miguel explained to her the details of what happened. Not everything, because Lyla didn't need nor want to know about how lovely dove the two of you were in your relationship.

Once Miguel finished, Lyla was all giddy in her seat. She stood with a small jump and grabbed her bags again,

"Finally! Now I won't have to worry about sinking my new nails into that bitch's tough skin. Anyway, thanks for another month vacation~ When I come back I expect my office to be so clean it sparkles!"

"We didn't touch your office," Miguel grumbled. Lyla gave him a look,

"I can't trust you."

"W-We really didn't! Promise!" You blurted out, embarrassed by the thought.

"Okay! Bye!"

Once Lyla left, Miguel let out a heavy sigh. He picked you up and plumped himself down on the couch. You giggled and pecked his lips, grabbing Miguel's attention.

"So, why Lyla comes back next month...what happens to me?" You asked. Miguel raised a brow as he pinned you against the couch,

"I can give you a few choices," He hummed, capturing your lips in a kiss, "I have one in mind."

"I can work in bookkeeping~" You chirped. Miguel undid your pants, grumbling softly,

"In your office then,"

"Hehe, not what you had in mind?"

"No, but we can make it work if that's what you want," Miguel hummed.

With a smile, you wrapped your arms around Miguel and pulled him in for a kiss. To think, the man you first bumped into during your interview would be the man of your dreams. Someone who treated you right and with care.

Ding

"Mhm, Mig..." You mumbled between kisses, "That's....your next appointment."

"Shit," Miguel cussed as he looked at you with pleading eyes, "Just a quickie then. I need to have a taste of you."

"Hehe, okay."

Miguel was late to that appointment.

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A few months later

"Hey, (Y/N)! How's the budget coming for the Spring Banquet?" Lyla asked as she entered your office.

"Ah! Going w-well. We should be able to get that singer we were talking about~"

"Forreal?!" Lyla gasped and jumped for joy, "Miguel better be careful before I snatch you up!"

"Too late," You laughed, showing your ring. Lyla gasped, holding your hand before dragging you into Miguel's office,

"YOU DIDN'T THINK TO INFORM ME?!"

"Of?" Miguel raised a brow and saw Lyla pointing towards your ring, "Ah, I knew you would get too involved. Don't worry, I already included you in wedding preparations."

"Damn straight you did!" Lyla grinned from ear to ear, "So when the lil one coming?"

Flinching at her words, you covered your face in embarrassment before running towards Miguel. Your fiancé could only chuckle as he sat you on his lap,

"Already on the way,"

"Hehe, I'll get the names started."

"No! Just-" Miguel sighed heavily, "Why don't you see the email I sent you instead?"

Lyla clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth as she left. Miguel wanted to sigh, but alas, he found his assistant quite humorous at times.

"I got us an appointment with the doctor for next week." Miguel hummed as he kissed your head, "How are you feeling?"

"I'm good, Miguel. It's just morning sickness, it's normal." You nuzzled against Miguel, "Even better with all the snacks you give me."

"Have to make sure that you are healthy, mi amor (my love)." Miguel cupped your cheek, kissing your tenderly, "I love you."

Melting into the kiss, you closed your eyes. Miguel was always so kind and caring to you. He was going to be your husband. The CEO of a powerful company, marrying a clumsy goofball like you. It felt like a fairy tale.

"I love you too,"

A fairy tale that you were more than happy to be in.

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Hope you enjoyed!!! Might be a minute until I post the next story!!! Might start my Grimmjow obsession again muahahahaha

Here's a sneak peak of my next Miguel story: Level Up

Puzzle Pieces (Mafia!Miguel x Shy!Fem!Reader)

Corruption (Villain!Miguel x F!Hero!Reader)

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[crooked-wasteland]

The Karen client said about her husband "he probably cheated on me" which implies that she doesn't have any evidence of it, and given that she is meant to be homophobic-commenting that her husband is "poisoning" her daughters with his "immoral" lifestyle-I think the implication is that she is just working off her preconceived assumptions about gay people.

I've seen fans call Stolitz criticals "homophobic" for not understanding this implication and for criticisms of Stolitz, which is part of the reason I'm bringing this up.

In your opinion, does this remove the unfortunate implications of Sinsmas justifying cheating when its between two men, and the portrayal of the woman as an one-d "homophobic Karen"?

In my opinion the way female characters are written in the Helluvaverse is still clearly influenced by misogynistic attitudes, and a more mature media would be able to give complexity and even compassion to "jerkass" characters.

It is true that there are negative stereotypes around Queer people being cheaters, and while the show implies that there is no evidence and so it may not be the case that he cheated, the show also turns around and has Blitz compare his relationship directly onto these characters as a means of saying "Cheating isn't that big a deal".

It's one thing to have the idea that the implication of the victims cheating isn't grounded and the characters genuinely think this is a level of pettiness that even they find unethical (which goes against their entire premise of a business, but let's not think about that). To which the Karen Client should have been made a mockery of. That is how framing sets up that what the character believes is actually something to be critical or skeptical of. Not simply the use of demeaning stereotypes to discredit her.

By the story comparing Blitz and Stolas to the two gay dads in the episode, it is trying to say that cheating doesn't matter. While we don't know if the gay dads were a product of cheating, we are not under that sort of deniability with Stolitz. The message cannot both be "There is no evidence and so they are innocent" as well as "Even if they aren't innocent, they should be innocent". The stereotyping is extrapolated while the justification for cheating is explicit.

The Karen Client as well is not shown to be all that terrible a person. She feels resentful and slighted, but because she is in Hell I'm supposed to believe she deserves to be there? When the premise of the first episode was that Mrs. Mayberry was a model human just under Jesus Christ himself and had one moment of rage from such a deep betrayal by her husband (oh look, cheating again but when this man cheated, it was with another woman so I guess that's why it's bad) that made all the good she did in the world null.

The Karen Client is at best ornery and unpleasant. But that's not evil. And I think this could tangent into a complete discussion over how Medrano's idea of Pure Evil is Beatrice Horseman: a woman who lost hope.

[the-fandom-is-now-my-life]

Look into the future

Some people prefer to be surprised with what expects them in the future, some would give anything to know every little detail. How bad that Ritsu doesn't have a choice.

Wc: 1,3k

Cw: you two have children so implied pregnancy

Rather than the usual time travel child the boy goes into the future

“Ritsu~” a familiar sweet voice reaches his ears but he still doesn't manage to get his eyes open and his head off of the soft pillow, the pull it had on him stronger than his will “c'mon, Ritsu, dear, your alarm already went off, don't you have a meeting with a client at 8?” the thumb brushing hair from his cheek and his supposed work meeting finally forcing him to open his eyes, even if still a little out of it yet quickly pulling himself together when he sees your face first.

Jumping with his back straight, he looks at your face, mimicking his expression, eyes wide and mouth agape. Your eyes are lined with soft expression wrinkles and longer hair tied into a comfortable low bun “is it that time already?” the hand that was on his cheek retracts towards your chest, almost unsure if he would still allow you to touch him. For a second there is a smidge of annoyance deep in Ritsu’s stomach, the way your hand moved away as if touching hot iron didn't really settle down nicely, even if he didn't recognize it yet.

“Honor roll student?... what is going on?” thoughts run through his head about work and about how the bed isn't like the one he is used to in Darkwick but for some reason the inside of his head felt as if it was filled with cotton, not one though managed to stick around for longer than a second before swiftly being exchanged for the dull pressure pushing against his forehead or the ringing in his ear.

Sitting up from his side, he assumes you are walking to the door “I will reschedule your meeting, I will explain when I return, alright?” you mumble softly -or could it be that he hears it as softly as a whisper because of the ringing?- before closing the door and shrouding the room in soothing darkness again, the pain settled between his eyebrows almost null now.

Not long after, he can hear your muffled voice through the walls speaking with what he assumes is his supposed client, some excuses of high fever or something like that. Being relieved from his duty, even if he didn't remember booking, he allows himself to close his eyes yet refuses to fall back asleep, waiting for your answer.

Light seeps inside the room after the door whines softly but he doesn't think much of it, assuming it was you at first but rather he hears whispers from behind it.

“Papa still didn't leave to work” a somewhat clumsy voice speaks to someone besides them.

“Papa is sleeping? Weirddd he always leaves before we even wake up” a similar childish voice answers.

“Is he sick? But he doesn't look like it”

Soon your voice chimes at them, making them gasp as if they were caught red handed “You two! Stop snooping around. Go eat breakfast, your dad is tired” the pitter patter getting softer makes him guess the children scurried away.

Now fully opening the door your figure appears causing him to sit up again. Against the light he can see your hands holding a yellowed letter “this is what you prepared for this situation, I guess you would understand yourself best” is what you say before leaving it awkwardly on the nightstand “if you want, after reading it you can join us to breakfast”

On October 24 at 7:04 hrs there was a breached anomaly in campus that caused individuals to switch places with various versions of themselves, see Appendix for itemized list of students affected and their counterpart before continuing.

Swiftly looking over the one page copy with the surnames N-T, because of the numeration at its foot it's easy to see that it was the third of four pages. Ritsu finds his name and a small note about his counterpart being ten years into the future.

At the time of writing this, I have gone 10 years into the future and returned to my timeline in two to three days. I have been advised by the chancellor to write a reassuring letter and store it in case of similar incidents happening to myself at the same date.

If you are reading this and are Ritsu Shinjo, a first year student of Sinostra, it's likely the same incident happened. At this time I got married with the second year student and business partner at the time, yn, and have two children, Taiho and Yoro. It would be recommended that when you return to your time this information isn't divulged to avoid possible changes.

Attentively, Ritsu Shinjo

Slowly and carefully reading and rereading each sentence again and again he can't help but think it is a joke, regardless of how difficult it might be to age you with makeup, move him to another bed in another room all together or the voice of children even when darkwick doesn't allow anyone under 18 or the most concerning of all the perfect copy of signature.

Now wide awake with concern Ritsu starts walking around the room, looking around to find something familiar only to get more and more proof that the situation described in the letter was true. A small silver band next to where the envelope rests; a family photo he supposes? It's both of you and identical twins with a snowy mountain as the background, the fact that both had his mother's eyes wasn't lost on him; and, what shocked him the most, a small photo of your wedding reception, taken just in time when you grabbed his forearm and kissed him.

Slowly coming to terms with his new temporal situation and the revelation of his future, he sits down again on the white vanity to slow his heartbeat. Allowing his eyes to wander around the surface, the soft shines of coloured glass bottles filled with perfumes. Some woody and heavier fragrances resembling the ones he would use and others he supposes are your own, did you always wear that type of perfume? He doesn't remember smelling you, or even getting close enough to be able to.

He leaves that train of thought as soon as he catches something moving from the vanity's mirror, watching closer he sees two heads peeking from the side of the bed, the top of their heads bobbing up and down as they giggle.

“Taiho? Yoro?” He asks tentatively, wondering if what was described in the letter was right, but two smiling children start dashing out of the room.

Hearing the commotion you chime at them again “I told you two to leave your dad to sleep!”

Deciding to finally drag himself out of the room, Ritsu follows the noisy tv, looking around trying to piece together the floor plan, it's a living and kitchen separated by a marble island, some toys thrown around the floor and two sets of elementary school uniforms forgotten on the backrest of the sectional couch. Not far from there, on the coffee table rest two plastic bowls with remains of milk and cereals, the two children they belonged to now laying down on the rug and watching TV

“Coffee?” you asked even though you were handing him already a freshly brewed cup. Without thinking it much he grabs it and sips, just like he liked it “did you finish reading?” he simply nods “if you have any doubts you can ask me, my husband truly made sure to prepare me in case he?... You returned?” Soon you choose your seat around the dinner table and eat your breakfast, ready for the many questions your husband coached you to answer.

[mtnman451]

Lawfare:

As of late, a new term has entered our lexicon. Lawfare. Lawfare, in most cases, is defined as The use of International Law to attack or condemn a rival country. However in this case, Lawfare is using a country's Judicial System against itself in order to bring change or to subvert the policies of duly elected and or rival officials. Make no mistake Lawfare is exactly what Leftist's, Liberals and Democrats have been doing, as of late, for years. There's another term with which we need to be familiar. "Judge Shopping." Those who seek to destroy our country will seek out wherever they may be in the country appointed Judges of their same political affiliations who are sympathetic to their causes and use those judges in order to delay and sometimes to stop the lawful activities of those they don't like. I find that both strange and funny seeing that Leftists, Liberals and Democrats, as of late, have been making such a fuss about UNELECTED and APPOINTED people in our government attempting to run it deciding on it's course of action. The link I'm posting below is a classic example of both Lawfare and Judge Shopping. The Biden/Harris Administration over it's entire term have allowed people to an invade our country through all of our borders. Make no mistakes. This was an INVASION. Here's the thing. It's the job of our Federal Government to enforce ALL our laws without Passion or Prejudice. That means Equally to Everyone across the board. We as citizens are not allowed or supposed to pick and choose which of our country's laws we obey. We are expected to obey them all whether or not we agree with them. Well, since we're supposed to be a government of the people by the people and for the people that's also the case for our government. Frankly, I'm surprised that a savvy Lawyer somewhere hasn't attempted to make the case that since The Biden/Harris Administration completely disregarded our Immigration Laws they have in effect made ALL the laws in The US Code null and void just to get their client off of whatever they're accused. That being said, there's a New Sheriff in town who is enforcing our laws as they should have been enforced all along.

[apollabarnes]

fluffebruary alternate prompt 9: spa day

in my defence, no one said that they both needed to be at the spa! this is definitely fluffy for the au, but not as tooth-achingly sweet as some of the other ones. i do like giving these two a little sass, what can i say? more tracker au here

@bucktommyfluffebruary

Buck stretched out on the massage table, taking a deep breath and closing his eyes. He loved getting out to Portland. "So, how have you been?" "Shh, you'll crack the face mask," Charlotte hissed, poking his bicep with a sharp nail. "Thumbs up, thumbs down only. You talk too much and you always end up losing part of it." "Bossy," Buck told her, biting back a smile as she glared at him again. He pretended to zip his lips and throw away the invisible key, giving her a thumbs up when she laughed. "Now, how do you feel about polish?" Charlotte asked, holding two bottles up. Buck waggled his hand indecisively and she shrugged, putting them aside. "We'll revisit that after the massage."

Buck gave her a thumbs up as Charlotte stepped up to his head, smoothing her hands over his shoulders. "I can already feel the knots," she told him. "Front and back. Have you considered trying to relax in your daily life?"

Buck opened his mouth, quickly closing it when she arched an eyebrow. He wasn't sure what else she expected when she asked him a question, but to each their own. Charlotte kept up a steady stream of chatter as she dug out each knot and cramp, telling Buck about the biography she was working her way through.

His phone went off just as she was asking him to flip over, with the ringtone that he'd reserved for Maddie. "Shit, shit, sorry, it's my sister," Buck apologized, lunging for the phone before it could connect to his voicemail. "She doesn't — hey, Maddie, what's up? I — this better be important, I'm actually in the middle of — yeah. Of course. No, I'm glad you called, I just wish it had been half an hour either way… yep. I'll be there as soon as I can. Tell him not to say anything. I know he knows, but—"

Buck stared at the phone as Maddie hung up on him. "Rude," he muttered to himself. "Charlotte, I'm so sorry, I need to cut this… short," he finished, taking the robe Charlotte was already holding out to him.

"Let me guess, it's all the stress you carry in your shoulders," she said wryly.

"This is why they pay you the big bucks," Buck told her, just as wry. "Any chance if I make it back here before close you can fit me in."

"Give me a call first, I'll see what I can do."

That was a no. Buck sighed, heading for the changing room.

"Really? You were…" Buck checked the papers he'd been given at the front desk. "overcome with grief about the loss of your friend, so you broke into his house."

"Close enough," Tommy agreed, resting his arms on the cell bars. "They missed a few details in the report."

"All of which I'm sure you'll tell me once we're on our way. The judge agreed to let you out without bail until the case gets sorted and they decide whether or not they still want to charge you." Buck gestured to the cell door, looking over at the officer standing guard. "I'd like to retrieve my client," he said, hoping Tommy could hear the heavily implied 'who's a pain in my ass' in his voice.

"Sure thing, Mr. Buckley. Sarge wanted me to remind you the deal with the judge is null and void if he tries to leave town in the meantime."

"Oh trust me, he will not be leaving town," Buck reassured both of them. "I'll be watching him the whole time."

Tommy stayed quiet until they were out in the parking lot, looking over at Buck. "You've got a little something…" he gestured to Buck's right temple.

Buck reached up, his hand coming away with a faint green smudge. "Damn it," he cursed, shaking his head. "That was there during court?" He hoped it hadn't been that visible from the bench.

"And what exactly were you up to while I was cooling my heels?" Tommy asked, amused.

"I was trying to relax," Buck said, getting into the driver's seat of his rental car. "An exercise that is now right out of the realm of possibility, thanks to the fact that you were, and I quote, cooling your heels."

"You didn't have to come. I would have gotten out tomorrow," Tommy slid into the passenger seat, doing his best to look repentant. Whether it was about ruining Buck's day or getting caught, Buck wasn't sure.

"And can your case wait until tomorrow?" Buck raised an eyebrow. "That's what I thought. You know, having a lawyer on retainer means that you can just give my card to the arresting officer and they have to call me."

"You were— relaxing," Tommy gestured broadly around the car. "I told Maddie to call someone else."

"As if I would let someone else deal with you," Buck sniffed. "You owe me. So much."

"I'll make it up to you."

Buck shot him a glance, but Tommy was looking out the window. "How?"

"I've got a few ideas," Tommy did look at him this time, the corner of his mouth curling up in a slow, sure smile.

Buck inhaled slowly.

"For starters? A six pack and face masks in your hotel room. Since you're keeping an eye on me for the judge."

Son of a bitch.

[raving-raven-writing]

Stray Kids FanFic--Snippets

So I have started writing a couple of Stray Kids fics....because my brain can't seem to be normal when it comes to obsessions/fixations. Anyway, here are a couple snippets from one of the stories. It is currently untitled and still has some fleshing out that needs to be done. But there were some people that seemed interested in it--so here it is! Enjoy!

@hyuneskkami @luvely-lino

Family was everything. Having a small family and being an only child, Minho had grown up used to being alone. He’d grown up being his own best friend and learned to entertain himself; his attempts at making friends always seemed to fall through the cracks as they either started to bully him or thought him to be too strange to befriend. He was glad to have met Chan and Changbin, because both of them wanted exactly what he wanted. Family. However, going about getting a family of their own didn’t seem to be in their favor. None of them currently had girlfriends–their work kept them on their toes and ate up much of their time which left them with little to no social life. The most excitement they got was a quick outing to get burgers because they were too tired to attempt to try and cook most nights. However, given their field of work, their schedules never seemed to align and that they were all single men, a social worker might not see them as the best fit for children. The first social worker they’d been in touch with had thought exactly that, and although she complimented them on being very nice men, she didn’t think that at the current moment they’d be a good fit for a child. It was disappointing, as were the second and third meetings they’d arranged with other social workers, hoping that their opinion would be different. But people seemed to find it strange that three men wanted to raise children–but did it really matter the gender of the parents, or how many parents there were, so long as the child was loved and cared for?

**** And he fought as hard as he could, but that all went to hell when he was injected with something. And for quite some time, the passage of time became null to him—days, weeks, months–they all blurred into one another as Hyunjin was too drugged up to keep it straight in his brain. Along with the near constant drugging, there was the alcohol. The non-consensual touching. Not to mention all the weird ass kinks and fetishes that the “clientele” brought in. And his pimp let these people do just about anything to him, just shy of severely maiming or killing him. But that’s what landed him on the side of the road left for dead in the first place, right? That was how he’d landed with these three fucking weirdos. But that damn tattoo was a reminder of all the horrible stuff he’d endured. It was unconscious at first, scratching at the inked thorns and roses, but it became a habit to do that whenever he became severely uncomfortable. Scratching, scratching at the tattoo as though it was suddenly fresh or that maybe, if he scratched hard enough, he could scratch the ink straight out of his skin. Hyunjin whined, wishing that the mark were somewhere else on his body–out of sight, out of mind, right? When the incessant scratching gave way to bleeding, he wiped at it with his sleeve, on his pant leg, trying to ignore the sudden sting in his wrist. For years he’d suffered at the hands of hundreds of men-and women- who were fixated on pleasuring themselves, not caring in the slightest who they harmed in the process. More often than not, the clients that came in were some rich fucks that had more money to spend than they knew what to do with.

[vulpixisananimal]

With Bonbon remembering the loops, you two could set up a heck of a rapid-information-sharing thing, Null. You and Bonnie meet, you share what they need to know, and then you loop and they're back where the client is, with the info.

"Yes. That's what we can use time craft for. Relaying information. Surely this is the best thing we could do with being able turn back time." -Null

[cyrusthemagician]

🔮CYRUS!🪄 TADC OC INFO/MASTERPOST☆

Name: cyrus

Age: 26 (joined at 20)

Gender: trans ftm

Pronouns: he/him ………………………………….

Likes: magic, wonder, amazement, performing, caring for and watching over the others, talking to his friends, chatting with sun and moon after adventures, writing, mermen, sparkles, going to the beach, rainy days, his MANNNNN (speedy), roses and flowers, romantic movies, sight seeing, sunsets

Dislikes: being alone, silence, thunder, his cards, accepting the future, accepting loss, Jax, mentions of the exit, abstractions, mentions of abstraction, arrogant(selfish, greedy, toxic, ect) people

Personality: Cyrus is a sweet and loving guy, he is always caring for those around him and using his magic to help anyone with their struggles. He is selfless and gentle, being patient with others needs and behaviors. He sees the good in almost anyone but this dosnt means he's oblivious to the bad in the world and its people.

Backstory: As a human he was rather well known, his names was Ciri Princin (pronounced: seer-e, Prince-In), he was a performer/magician. Often hired for birthdays or special events. One day he was reached out to by C&A. They had heard the buzz around Ciri's name and were hosting an opening event for their new headsets. C&A wanted him to test it out in front of their "guests and clients", show how it worked and introduce it to them, all of that, hype it up! after thinking it over he gladly accepted. when the night came he was buzzing, so excited and honored to be able to play such an important role, C&A promised to pay well too. When he got up onto stage and placed the headset on after a lengthy introduction to the headset and himself, it was lights out. one thing he didnt know or get to figure out for himself, was that the "audience" he was infront of, was just C&A staff to convince and trick Ciri into a false sense of security.

!Relationships chart!

!Extras!

has 6 cards (shown on ref and not including my other ocs/friends ocs as this is adjusted at times) that each have vauge almost riddle like explanations of each members futures (in the circus obvi)

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the glass of his crystal balls changes colors to compensate for the lack of expressive facial features.. or any at all:

yellow: happy red: angry orange: hatred green: nausea blue: sadness light blue: worry purple: normal pink: love/flustered/embarrassed gray: null black: depressed/disasosiating white: scared/terrified/surprised

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playlists: Cyrus Speedball (Cyrus and Speedy) Cyrus (opposite au)

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he has been in the circus for the second longest!

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his hobbies include writing, wood carving, and ofc magic

----Now cyrus has magic right? but how far can it really go?---- cyrus's magic info!

!More art!(au vers included)

[entitiy-4]

A treatise on the AbsoluteSolver

So. I've been thinking about the Solver (big surprise) and specifically it's powerset, something i don't think others have really delved into (or at least that I've seen).

(ramblings below)

Because when you look at the powers used throughout the series, theres some interesting questions to ask. For instance, why are [ROTATE] and [SCALE] different from [TRANSLATE] and [EDIT] respectively? We see several instances of objects being turned while under the [TRANSLATE] command, meaning [ROTATE] should be obsolete. And though we don't see many instances of [EDIT], based on it's naming convention, you would expect to be able to scale the edited object.

In addition, there's the two commands we see used in [NULL] and whatever script Doll uses to teleport. I'm not including regeneration or limb creation in this specific breakdown, because they don't appear to be commands, or at least there are no glowing texts that appear when they are used.

So. We've got our anachronism. What's my proposed solution?

The Absolute Solver is a 3d modeling program.

Translate, Rotate, and Scale are all terms used in 3d modeling programs to define what one does to an object. Translate moves it in physical space, rotate turns it, and scale changes its size.

Which actually gives us a very clear answer for what the [NULL] command is. It's an eraser tool! Specifically, a sculpt eraser. And with [EDIT] lining up with editing the objects makeup (and also enabling copy/paste functions like how Doll duplicates knives) we have all our simple commands.

Teleportation doesn't fit as cleanly into our hypothesis though. But there's something that clearly separates it from all our other commands - it isn't tied to a specific symbol ([NULL] initializes with the [TRANSLATE] command, which makes me even more confident in calling the Solver a sculpting program. Adobe Substance 3d, a different sculpting program, has the erase tool as a sphere one moves onto the parts which one desires removed). It makes more sense as a string of commands, and we see this clearly. Where most uses of the other commands involve their symbol, teleportation is accompanied by text, smoke (in Doll's case) and afterimages (in Cyn's case). The fact both teleportation users have different presentation but the same outcome makes me confident to say that they are actually different programs, just run with the same result, using the Solver as a way to pull them off.

The idea that the Solver is a modeling program also answers a question that's been nagging at me ever since we saw that cutting off limbs disables solver use. Why? Well, if we have the hand/limb using the function as the cursor, removing it shuts down the attempted affect. On top of that, it shows why Uzi is able to use two Solver instances at the end of the show, one yellow and one purple. She has the hardware to run two different instances now that she has Cyn's instance alongside her own.

Of course the CallbackPing function we see Cyn use, as well as regeneration, implies there's a level above the 3d modeling stuff, but barring more information my simple guess is it's something akin to hacking into the client the Solver runs on to add more features for one's own use.

TLDR the Absolute Solver, the Void, the Exponential End, is really just a glorified 3d modeling program which runs on the universe's hardware (Or at least it's constrained to that at it's simplest form).

IDK tho I'm kinda rambling.

[preservationofnormalcy]

Paralegal Jim here, got a request for Chronology that can't go through usual channels. We've got a time traveler on our hands who entered into a blood debt while they were timehopping. Out last Monday afternoon, arrive next April, get in trouble, standard contract to get out of it, back last Monday morning. (My head hurts.)

The other party is trying to cash in now. They say the debt has been in force since Monday morning because there's week-old signatures on a contract that won't exist for another twelve months. (My head hurts even more.)

We're fighting it of course, haven't lost a blood debt case yet, but we've never had to deal with time travel. Not-asking-for-legal-advice you-are-not-our-lawyer, but if you had a personal opinion about whether we've got a shot that'd be great. I've spent the past seven hours on Westlaw and let me tell you they got nothing.

Hoo boy. I’d have to double check with Relativistic Scheduling but my understanding is that all agreements undertaken (contracts, debts, etc) while engaging in nonstandard chronology must be agreed to under a system of informed consent.

Meaning that our time traveling friend must have informed the holder of the debt that they were engaging in nonstandard chronology in order for the agreement to have been valid at any point in chronological time. This could render the contract null and void since one party was not informed of the complication, but that party can now seek restitution for blood debt fraud. You may want to tell your client that.

Not-a-legal-professional but I’d contact Foras, Gwyll, and Zendion-1 & Associates. They specialize in all kinds of extranormal law.

Hey, Alanna, it's Jenny. I was wondering, I'm trying to plan a pride thing for my job, and I wanted to get some musical acts. Do you still talk with Billie? No, I realize all sirens aren't related, but she's literally your cousin.

[the-real-sasuke-uchiha]

Hello. I'm wondering what do you think about Indra and his deprivation of heir status situation?

Hi there, nice person. Well, I think that Hagoromo was obviously a biased father with no parenting abilities and a clear, shameless favouritism for one if his children. He ruined their children's lives by seeding discord between them and acting in a blatantly unfair way. He had two sons who were perfectly complementary to each other and, instead of stetting them to cooperate, he left all the power to one hoping the other would just submit to him and serve him in exchange for nothing. This was his idea of "love and cooperation", favouring one part while the other just gives in and accepts whichever humiliation and dishonour. He claims to seek peace, but peace can't never be cemented on injustice and discrimination, something many heroes of the story never seem to grasp.

Indra was left with nothing but a rock, where his father even engraved warnings against power for his successors, a testimonial of how much he distrusted Indra and how he extended that distrust to all his bloodline, even those who were not even born yet. The stone tablet is a testimonial of Hagoromo's everlasting prejudice. It is extremely upsetting and, when Indra is portrayed as evil, jealous or unreasonable, I seriously can't believe people can't consider how betrayed and failed he must have felt.

As I was telling once to a mutual, imagine you own a farm and you have two children. One knows how to handle animals, grow crops, and manage all the work in the farm, but he is null with people. The other knows nothing about the work, but he excels at finding clients, suppliers, organises exchanges with the community... Would you leave the farm to the "people person" child and expect the other to just be ok with it and work for free under the lead of the child who knows nothing about how the business works? And when the excluded child gets angry as expected, you blame him for the farm not working properly? "Oh, my child does not want to be used and treated unfairly, so now the farm does not work and people go hungry, he is so mean!"

That is what Hagomoro did here. He gave the power solely to the dumb child, hoping that "power of friendship" would compensate for his lack of talent and knowledge. But the dumb child and his descendants could never make peace. And this was not only due to the fact that Indra and his descendants were angry at their unfair treatment and challenged their greedy relatives. When the "Asuras" are in charge of power, all they have is nice words and empty promises, but in reality they only create chaos and their only worry is to keep hoarding power and influence. They can't achieve anything because they don't know how to do it. They are simply not capable and they only care for themselves, despite their friendly façade. They are of course expert people pleasers, which makes them good manipulators and demagogues, but never good leaders.

In summary, Indra was treated unfairly and he is the victim in this story. (And, as his last living descendant, if I ever see Hagoromo again I will stuck that stone table up his ass)

[pigswithwings]

Does she want to be called Null Value?

yes! her coworkers and boss call her "N" or "Employee N" or "the robot" and most clients who happen to see her call her "it" or "that thing", but Null Value has extrapolated something like a name from her code N-0000. she imagines that if she were born human she would choose a name that starts with an N, too.

[transparentgentlemenmarker]

C'est le plus grand ascenseur au monde, il transporte 235 personnes en même temps

"Nous sommes heureux d'annoncer que le plus grand ascenseur pour passagers au monde est de KONE, et qu'il se trouve en Inde" annonce Amit Gossain, directeur général de KONE Elevators India. Il a la taille d'un studio, pèse 16 tonnes et peut transporter 235 personnes à la fois entre cinq étages. Le nouvel ascenseur de KONE au Jio World Centre dans la capitale financière indienne porte vraiment le People Flow à un nouveau niveau. Conçu pour accueillir de grands groupes de mariage ou des volumes importants de visiteurs de conférences ou d'expositions, l'ascenseur de 25,78 m2 offre une vue panoramique sur le centre de convention récemment ouvert et ses jardins. L'ascenseur utilise la technologie KONE pour transporter les utilisateurs entre cinq arrêts de manière fluide et efficace, maximisant ainsi le flux de personnes dans le grand centre de congrès et d'exposition. "Chez KONE, nous sommes fiers d'offrir des solutions sur mesure pour des projets uniques. En plus de l'équipe de KONE India, l'équipe globale d'experts en grands projets de KONE a collaboré avec nous pour concevoir et livrer ce projet le plus difficile et le plus complexe", dit Gossain. "Ensemble avec nos clients, non seulement nous innovons et créons des solutions que les utilisateurs apprécient, mais nous créons également une expérience qu'ils ne peuvent trouver nulle part ailleurs", ajoute-t-il.