#forms and procedures

[jaimebluesq]

Looking for Suggestions/Input

Something non-fanfic-related!

I am in the process of creating a collection of forms/tools for everyday things.

I know in certain situations, I instinctively look to create a form or spreadsheet to help me with organizing my thoughts/processes because I forget things and get easily overwhelmed, so having something concrete before me makes it feel more manageable. Examples I've done: forms to take with me when doing car test-drives to keep track of what I like/don't like and what I think of the vehicle and dealership, forms to help me organize the search for a new house and keep track of what changes will need to be made in the moving transition, or forms to help me plan/organize a vacation.

So I would like to find out if anyone has something they *wish* existed, something to help them with an everyday issue/situation. What would help make your life a little easier?

Big problem or small, they all need help sometimes, and often the thing that makes us think "I'm so dumb for not knowing how to handle this" is something that MANY of us have problems with, and just feel too embarrassed to speak of it.

And if you've seen tools like this before that you found didn't work for you because of specific issues or features, feel free to tell me about what didn't work - knowing what people *don't* want is as important as knowing what they *do*.

(In case you're wondering, my background is administrative - I spent over a decade working as an admin assistant for various employers, from hospital managers to a Member of Parliament, and administrative problem-solving was always the most satisfying part of the job. )

[starry-bi-sky]

Blood Blossom Au: Baby's First Commissioner Meeting :)

TL:DR This Post: Danny (orphan) gets poisoned with blood blossom extract by Vlad. He runs away from him and ends up under the care of one Pre-Robin Battinson Batman! Starry is loudly pushing her batdad agenda.

(Also known as "Late At Night, When The Nightingale Sings" on my ao3!)

This was a fun rough idea I've been sitting on for weeks, thinking about how Commissioner Gordon and Nightingale's first meeting might go.

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Commissioner Gordon likes to think that he's adjusting to the new normal of Gotham very well, -- the new normal being grown men running around dressed like bats, in military-grade strength body armor, committing acts of vigilantism, -- and slowly, little by little, he was no longer being surprised when this new normal pops up out of the shadows like the world's most terrifying daisy. His shaving lifespan thanks him for it.

....

The kid is a surprise though.

Granted, he seemed to be a surprise to the Bat too.

There's been a string of murders lately, -- which, in Gotham, is kind of like saying there's been another storm during monsoon season. And there's just been another; in some dilapidated building down in south Gotham, with the broken, boarded-up windows and mildew-crawling walls to match. The victim is a man in his thirties, multiple gunshot wounds to the chest, left in the center of the room for the blood to pool out around him.

The place is already secured when he arrives, the building swarmed with officers and the forensic detectives. The Bat emerges shortly after he does -- or, he might've been here the whole time, hiding someplace dark and shadowy. For his own sanity, Gordon doesn't think about it too hard.

The kid is a surprise, and he appears like a bolt of lightning.

He shows up in the middle of a conversation Gordon is having with the Bat.

A whistle, sharp and loud, slicing through the air, meant for open air rather than a confined space. Gordon's ears pierce and protest the sound, and the solemn, murmured chatter floating through the room abruptly cuts off like the swing of a gavel. As he turns towards the sound -- as they all do -- he swears, up and down, that he sees Batman's shoulders jump, just slightly.

At the source, perched on the window, is a boy. A boy in a gray-blue scarf and an oversized black hoodie, one that hangs off his frame and has ace bandages wrapped around the wrists in some attempt to cinch the sleeves. The hood is up, big like the rest of it, and threatens to swallow the upper half of the boy's face whole in the fabric. What upper half Gordon can see, is smeared with some kind of opaque, black face paint. He's holding onto the side of the frame with one hand, on his hip is a grappling hook. A familiar grappling hook.

Gordon has multiple questions, and his officers tense up.

Martinez puffs up, brows furrowing as his face shapes into a frown. Shoulders rolling back. "You can't be here, kid--"

The reaction is immediate, like a spark to gunpowder, the boy yanks his fingers from his mouth and his mouth twists into a scowl. Head snapping over to Officer Martinez, his hood manages to stay on but Gordon swears that as he bares his teeth, the glint makes them look sharper than they should be. His voice is rasp and quiet and harsh; snappish in its hissing; "Put a fuckin sock in it, Martinez. I'm not stayin."

Martinez reels back, and the boy immediately veers his attention off him. Like a switch, his demeanor drops. Despite half his face being covered, his mouth twists into a cringing, apologetic smile. Slanted and off-beat, embarrassed. It'd be disarming if this wasn't Gotham, and if he didn't just hiss at Martinez like he was about to bite his head off.

"Sorry." He whispers, voice deceptively polite and softer now. Gordon has to strain his ears to hear him. "I was looking for him."

He points his finger towards-- Gordon? No, Gordon follows the direction, and finds himself looking at -- the Bat.

The Bat, who always looks stiff as a pole, now looks even stiffer. Somehow. Well, the explains the grappling hook attached to the boy's waist.

"What are you doing here?" The Bat says, gruff and unable to completely smother the stumble of surprise in his tone.

The boy still holds a sheepish smile, and slips off the window ledge. His feet hit the creaky boards with a near-silent thud, the Batman finds his feet and rapidly begins crossing the room.

Gordon notes the slight tremble in the boy's legs as he straightens. He adjusts his scarf, which droops close to his knees now that he's standing, and slings a backpack -- how long has had that? -- off his shoulders. When the Bat reaches his side, he does as he always does, and looms over the boy like a spectre. A threatening mass of shadows cloaked in all-consuming black. Standing next to him, the boy looks teeny in comparison.

The Bat is a man who terrifies even the most hardened criminals, Gordon has seen grown men shiver in fear at the mention of his name. And yet when the boy looks up at him, he doesn't even flinch.

Instead, his sheepish smile melts away like ice under the sun, holding only traces of his previous embarrassment. It remains as a shadow on his face, a small upturn at the corners of his mouth. The boy pushes his hood back just enough to reveal glinting, ice-flint eyes surrounded in tar-black face paint. He holds the backpack up with one arm. "You forgot this."

[worstloki]

I like to think that if Thanos had, hypothetically, given Loki any mechanical bodily enhancements (like his other 'children' have) then it would simply go unnoticed until death, since no one ever bothered checking in with how Loki was doing

[queenerdloser]

okay cobel is obviously still a nasty piece of work but my god, my god. seeing her in her school uniform picture with those twin braids, i gasped. because when we first saw her in that throat to ankle white nightgown (which uh, exact mirror of her aunt or what) with those braids i kept thinking it felt so strange for her to wear her hair like that. and then we see that’s what she wore it like when she was a child, when she was attending this kier institute and being brainwashed and drugged and worked to an inch of her life at eight fucking years old and my god ofc she wears her hair in the same braids. she’s carrying her childhood with her like an open wound, she’s never fucking outgrown the trauma she’s just fucking stuffed it down to writhe under the floorboards of her consciousness. in so many ways she still IS that little girl in the uniform, she still IS that little girl manning the vats for ten hours drugged out of her mind. and here we are, talking about hair and how it’s used to masterfully evoke characterization YET AGAIN i am foaming at the mouth.

[nuwanders]

thinking about reintegration in severance and how fucked up it is actually. like that's not two halves of one person coming together; by the time your innie has existed for more than a few weeks even (let alone several years!!!) that is a whole entire other person, whose personality and values will have been steadily diverging from your own since day 1. and then whatever is produced by the reintegration procedure is not like, both of these individuals cohabiting the same body; it is a third, monstrous thing, a single entity that is simultaneously 100% their innie and 100% their outie, with all of the internal conflict that comes with that, and so ultimately they are neither. the only way for an innie to survive outside of lumon is to be subsumed, without warning, into another person. and for the marks, maybe it won't be so bad - they're different, for sure, but their values and goals seem to more or less align. but i think one of the worst and most sickening things the show could do at this point would be to have Helena eagan reintegrate with Helly R

[andhumanslovedstories]

Just thought to myself the sentence, “I wonder how one goes about ‘dropping out’ of high school.” Love it when Jeevesworth the Immortal Butler who lives in my head takes over my inner monologue for a moment.

[listen-to-the-inner-walrus]

Love going to the dentist and being told very casually that if I want to keep my chipped tooth and have a crown on it, it'll cost me over a grand, but if I just want it out, it'll cost me over a hundred quid.

It's such a great choice especially after desperately ringing every local NHS dentist yesterday just to find out they can't see me for a month or aren't accepting new patients, and having to resort to private if I want something done about the tooth infection within the week.

Insane that teeth are exempt from "cradle to grave" in this country.

[iero]

Tissue sample from my procedure results came back! I have no cancer, but I DO have complex hyperplasia with atypia and Google is telling me that it's considered "pre-cancerous" (still a giant L!!!) and the only treatments are hormonal birth control to reverse it or Taking It All Out. Guess which one I will be fighting for...

[squeakitties]

anyway sorry not sorry that mia isn't an anthro cat anymore and is now a 4 legged bug horse creature

[gayfrasier]

going to museums now is less about looking at art and learning new things and more about criticizing the museums themselves which is also very fun and enjoyable. and then sometimes i also get to look at the art and learn new things and feel incredible emotions. but it’s mostly the criticizing the museum and picking out what works and doesn’t

[evreeone]

if i walk to the hospital and they actually let me go through with the minor thing and release me to let me walk home without issue, i realized i can also just walk to the grocery store i want....it's definitely a detour but it's closer to the hospital than it is to my house

then it's just a matter of dealing with the weight of groceries for the walk home

silver lining though perhaps

[mariocki]

Don't Answer the Phone! (1980)

"Don't you give a shit about getting this strangler off the streets?"

"What would you prescribe for the man, a firing squad?"

"That's not a bad idea. Mainly I don't want him back on the streets in a few years - or sooner, if some misguided shrink discovers he can find his ass in the dark with both hands."

[texasbama]

The showrunner himself said he had different plans for the character. It’s okay to acknowledge that this wasn’t the plan and still enjoy it and appreciate what we did get.

Two things can be true at the same time yall.

[smokbeast]

YCH sales and Commissions will be closed for now while i finish my last remaining queue and rest up for recovery! Thank you so much all those who participated in them and supported me, i will update as much as i frequently can to my remaining clients on your pieces until then!

[free-luigi-mangione]

Hey, with respect to the phone dna prints:

It's the motorola phone they found near the shooting location. Now, after Karen filed the motion, the prosecution made a list stating every piece of proof that had already been handled to luigi and his team.

The reason why reddit is saying they found his fingerprints on the phone is because in that list that was handed to the defense, it says there were 'swabs from phone found near the crime scene'. While it does not say straight up 'DNA MATCHES LUIGI' it will be unlikely that prosecution had handed a piece of dna testing (TO LUIGI'S ATTORNEYS AND AS A PART OF THE DISCOVERY) that was negative or had nothing to do with him. Because, again, it is a part of the evidence that prosecution is planing to use in the trial. If the DNA was not a match they would have made no mention of it in the OFFICIAL DISCOVERY.

So. It's basically a confirmation that the DNA matched

i have read both the prosecution's reply to KFA's motion and the automatic discovery form and yes, while the automatic discovery form does mention "2 swabs of possible DNA" collected from the "premises" at the "scene of homicide" and while reddit has taken this as confirmation that it implies the DNA/fingerprints collected at the scene of crime matches his, that is not the case.

prosecution has to hand over EVERY bit of evidence they've found/they'll use in court to the defense well before the trial and mention everything they've gathered during investigation in the discovery form, regardless of whether the evidence matches with the defendant or not. it is simply a part of legal procedure. we still have no legal confirmation that any DNA/fingerprint found at the scene of the crime matches with Luigi and to assume as such outright and crash out is honestly kind of ridiculous.

[madtomedgar]

Reading the employee handbook and just. Screams in autism.