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cantsaythetword · 1 year

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SS2K22 (Part 2) - Cosquillas Navidad

~A/N - HALLO IT'S ME AGAIN! I get the absolute pleasure to be @sweettallahassee 's squealing santa for 2022! (Yes I get to write 2!!! Lucky me ^^)

I am so happy to get to write something for the Moon Knight boys again I love this trio! I decided to go with the 'wakeup tickles after a rough night' cause I feel like that works really well with these three. I also went for Lee!Marc in this scenario to fit with the prompt the best ^^. I guess it's a liiiiiittle angsty at the start (only a MENTION of Marc's childhood from Steven and Jake) but becomes very fluffy very quickly.

I'm also testing out a way of writing Jake's Spanish to make the story still flow to spanish and non-spanish speakers (such as myself) alike. Let me know if y'all think it works or not, I'm intrigued!!

Once again, thank you @hypahticklish for conducting the entirety of Squealing Santa this year, you've done an amazing job and should be very proud!

Merry Christmas sweettallahassee, I hope you like it !!

EDIT: I CHANGED THE NAME CAUSE SDKJAFHLSDKLJHS I THOUGHT THE PLAY ON WORDS WAS FUNNY HEHEHEHEHE ~

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"Well at least we know he fell asleep eventually..." Steven sighed, looking sympathetically at Marc.

"Si..." Jake nodded. "Aunque no hará que hoy sea más fácil." "Yes..." Jake nodded. "Though it won't make today any easier."

"I just can't imagine hating Christmas." Steven continued, his head hung low. "It must have been awful, with his- our Mum."

It had only taken a few Christmases for the boys to notice just how much Marc struggled with the holiday season. It wasn't necessarily surprising considering how his Mother had treated him after the accident, but they had no idea how to help.

Jake took a breath, and began moving towards the bed.

"What are you doing?" Steven began, eyebrows raised in both confusion and worry.

"Vamos, es hora de que lo despertemos." "Come on, it's time we woke him."

Jake slowly lowered himself next to Marc's head, starting to gently run his fingers through the sleeping man's hair.

"Es de mañana amigo." He whispered, his voice soft and soothing. "It's morning my friend." He whispered, his voice soft and soothing.

His response was a barely conscious whine as Marc turned away and pulled the covers higher. Jake sighed, letting his fingers fall down to the nape of his brother's neck and back up to the base of his hairline.

He would have given up , if not for the slight flinch from the body in front of him, and the almost silent sleepy giggle that followed.

Both Jake and Steven's eyes met, pupils aglow with inspiration and excitement. Jake continued the smooth trails of his fingers up and down Marc's neck, and Marc continues to let soft murmurs of a laugh leave his still-sleeping form.

"Awww!" Steven cooed quietly. "That's adorable!"

Jake grinned, gesturing with his free hand for Steven to join him.

Jumping at the chance to help make Marc's day a little brighter, Steven settled himself near Marc's waist. He brought a hand up to the man's stomach and let his fingers form a soft claw. The moment he began spidering his fingertips along Marc's tummy, Marc was already giggling out his last few moments of sleep.

"Whahahahat...?" Marc drowsily chuckled, not completely aware of the fact that the laughter was coming from him. "Guhuhuhuys!"

"¿Qué te pasa Marc?" Jake smirked from behind. "¿Cosquilloso?" "What's the matter Marc?" Jake smirked from behind. "Ticklish?"

"Quihihihit ihihit!"

Steven laughed. "Oh I don't think you quite want us to stop!"

And boy was Steven right. The beaming smile, the half-hearted (and half-asleep) bats of his hand, the deepening blush with every teasing word. Marc was loving every second of the attention, no matter how flustering it may be.

Knowing how much his friend was appreciating the moment, Steven decided to add his other hand to Marc's tummy. Along with a little more pressure and sporadic movements.

"Nononononono Steheheven!" Marc yelped, delving into full-on belly laughter now. "Stahahap ihihit!"

Sensing the change in tone of the playful attack, Jake began squeezing Marc's trap muscles - right at the base of his neck. Marc let out a squeal, arching his back momentarily before curling up into a ball.

With his access to Marc's tummy temporarily revoked, Steven opted for the deadlier option of his hips. They were a well-known screech spot, but Steven could tell Marc was in the mood for a continued tickle attack.

And who was he to decline?

Somehow finding the perfect balance of pressure and speed, Steven's nimble thumbs rubbed agonizingly endless circles on Marc's hip bones. Marc's waist bucked and shook, as the poor man shrieked within an inch of his life.

"STEHEHEHE- STAHAHA- PLEHEHEHE-!" Marc begged, unable to push a full word through his humiliatingly high pitched laughter.

"Aww, can Marc not take the tickly tickly tickles?" Steven teased, tapping his fingers against his victim's sides.

"NOHOHO- WAHAHAI- STEHEHEV-!"

As Steven continued to torture the poor American senseless, Jake took a moment to relax. His two friends, laughing themselves silly on Christmas morning. What more could a man want? He smiled softly at the sight, and whispered under his breath:

"Feliz navidad, mi hermano." "Merry Christmas, my brother."

#squealing santa 2k22 #squealing santa #fic #mine #moon knight #moon knight fic #moon knight tickle fic #did I write half of this at 2am on New Year's Day? yes...#is it still technically like 12 hours before the deadline? also yes BUT IM ON A ROLL DAMNIT

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lilshocker8 · 1 year

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Refuge Rulers Masterlist

Somewhere to keep links to all my stories and story ideas for this world!

Main Series The main, multi-chaptered fics focused on the titular Refuge Rulers and the people around them.

Summer, 1899

In July of 1899 there is a Newsboys Strike in Lower Manhattan in every iteration of every universe. The people involved and the outcomes change, but there is always a Strike, and there is always a story surrounding it.

This is just one.

COMPLETE

The Solitary Situation

The Strike is won and Snyder is arrested. Unfortunately for the Newsies, arrested doesn’t mean sentenced, and they have a long year ahead of them making sure the man called Spider actually stays behind bars where he can’t hurt anyone else.

Somehow, this is the least stressful part of the year.

COMPLETE

5 to 1 (Never Tell Me the Odds)

Race always assumed that when he was older he’d marry some nice girl, have a couple of kids, and live happily ever after.

That is not what happens.

(Or: Life rarely goes the way you're expecting)

PLANNING

Intercuts Stories that take a look at events in the main series from a different perspective, or which occur during the events of the stories but off-screen.

You Jump Or You’re Screwed

Crutchie is dragged off to the Refuge, and he accidentally learns a bit more about the brothers that have been tormenting him.

COMPLETE

For Every Working Kid

The Crusade is a brilliant idea, if Katherine says so herself, but as with most great ideas it can't be done alone. Luckily Katherine is very good at recruitment - even people she never meant to recruit in the first place.

COMPLETE

Ain’t We the Hoi Polloi

With the strike settled and their father finally able to get a job again, Davey and Les no longer have to sell papes. Davey finds it harder than expected to step away, and he ends up bringing some of his new family home to his old one.

NOT STARTED

Where Better to Escape Trouble

When Jack brings her a boy looking for a job, surprised is the least of what Medda is feeling. But she’s never been one to turn away a child in need – even if that child is Oscar Delancey.

NOT STARTED

Backstories Exactly what it sounds like.

Bonds Beyond Bridges

When Mush is released from The Refuge he goes to Brooklyn, because that’s what you do to stay out of Snyder’s clutches. However, he finds himself drawn back across the bridge when he meets a Lower Manhattan Newsie who makes him feel like a person again.

COMPLETE

Proud to be Part of Your Revolution

Bill had never thought about how different his life was from that of his best friend until he nearly gets the other boy killed.

COMPLETE

This Is Entertaining

Darcy Reid can’t remember a time in his life that Katherine Pulitzer wasn’t present, and, as stressful as she’s made his life, he wouldn’t trade a minute.

NOT STARTED

Guess He Didn't Take Care of Me

He doesn’t do family, never has. It’s never done him any good, after all, and caring about people only ever hurts in the end.

COMPLETED

Terrible

The worst parts of life don't seem so bad if you have someone to come home to at the end of the day.

NOT STARTED

Future Fics Stories that look towards what happens in the years and decades after the strike is settled. (Mostly intercuts for 5 to 1)

What Was Ours

When she first met Jack, Katherine found him cute and vaguely amusing, but she never dreamed it would go farther than that. Now she can’t picture a life without him.

NOT STARTED

Hello Beautiful

Specs and Romeo are far from a perfect couple, but they’ve always made things work. But this may be what finally tears them apart.

NOT STARTED

No Use for Moonlight

Annie Cohen has a plan. It's a good plan. A great plan, even. One that's going perfectly right up until she accidentally falls in love with the completely wrong person.

NOT STARTED

#Refuge Rulers #newsies #masterlist

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cantwritethetword · 4 months

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SS2K22 (Part 2) - Cosquillas Navidad

(originally posted Jan 1st 2023)

~A/N - HALLO IT'S ME AGAIN! I get the absolute pleasure to be sweettallahassee's squealing santa for 2022! (Yes I get to write 2!!! Lucky me ^^)

Once again, thank you hypahticklish for conducting the entirety of Squealing Santa this year, you've done an amazing job and should be very proud!

Merry Christmas sweettallahassee, I hope you like it !!

EDIT: I CHANGED THE NAME CAUSE SDKJAFHLSDKLJHS I THOUGHT THE PLAY ON WORDS WAS FUNNY HEHEHEHEHE ~

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"Well at least we know he fell asleep eventually..." Steven sighed, looking sympathetically at Marc.

"Si..." Jake nodded. "Aunque no hará que hoy sea más fácil." "Yes..." Jake nodded. "Though it won't make today any easier."

"I just can't imagine hating Christmas." Steven continued, his head hung low. "It must have been awful, with his- our Mum."

Jake took a breath, and began moving towards the bed.

"What are you doing?" Steven began, eyebrows raised in both confusion and worry.

"Vamos, es hora de que lo despertemos." "Come on, it's time we woke him."

Jake slowly lowered himself next to Marc's head, starting to gently run his fingers through the sleeping man's hair.

"Es de mañana amigo." He whispered, his voice soft and soothing. "It's morning my friend." He whispered, his voice soft and soothing.

He would have given up , if not for the slight flinch from the body in front of him, and the almost silent sleepy giggle that followed.

"Awww!" Steven cooed quietly. "That's adorable!"

Jake grinned, gesturing with his free hand for Steven to join him.

"Whahahahat...?" Marc drowsily chuckled, not completely aware of the fact that the laughter was coming from him. "Guhuhuhuys!"

"¿Qué te pasa Marc?" Jake smirked from behind. "¿Cosquilloso?" "What's the matter Marc?" Jake smirked from behind. "Ticklish?"

"Quihihihit ihihit!"

Steven laughed. "Oh I don't think you quite want us to stop!"

Knowing how much his friend was appreciating the moment, Steven decided to add his other hand to Marc's tummy. Along with a little more pressure and sporadic movements.

"Nononononono Steheheven!" Marc yelped, delving into full-on belly laughter now. "Stahahap ihihit!"

And who was he to decline?

"STEHEHEHE- STAHAHA- PLEHEHEHE-!" Marc begged, unable to push a full word through his humiliatingly high pitched laughter.

"Aww, can Marc not take the tickly tickly tickles?" Steven teased, tapping his fingers against his victim's sides.

"NOHOHO- WAHAHAI- STEHEHEV-!"

"Feliz navidad, mi hermano." "Merry Christmas, my brother."

#crow's tickle fic #y'all have no idea how happy I was to get to write 2 fics for squealing santa

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vblong · 2 years

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#Trine enchanted edition iron forge experience

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seelaa26 · 4 years

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1. Next Stop, Vegas Please

“Gonna sell my car and go to Vegas, ‘cause somebody told me that’s where dreams would be”

My eyes were confused when I opened them due to the sun setting on my window plane. I lost track of time after so many hours flying but I knew we were arriving to Vegas. From the air, the city was unmistakable; you could distinguish The Strip, it’s almost a 7 km stretch, known by its concentration of resort hotels and casinos. Honestly, that was the reason why I chose this city to do my internship, besides the fact that the Crime Lab was the best forensic scientific laboratory in the whole country, Sin City had everything; everything and anything you want to do, you can do in Las Vegas.

The airplane landed a while after and when I set foot on the ground, I couldn’t help but smile even though I was terrified. Leaving my country to go to live to another one all by myself. ¿Was it one hell of a step? Yes, but a necessary one. I wanted to push myself because I needed proof of my inner power; if I could do this, there was nothing I couldn’t do. I worked and studied hard for four years, graduated with honors and got the scholarship. The scholarship covers part of my staying in the city during the nine months; pays half my rent and the car rental. The rest of my payroll was for me. Obviously, I wasn’t going to earn the same money as my coworkers, I had a scholarship contract but it was enough to live comfortably.

My college made the car rental for me, a red Opel Astra with manual transmission and Diesel fuel. I only knew how to drive with manual transmission, so I figured that’s why they rented that car. I adjusted the seating position, started the car and typed the address of the apartment. Dream Apartments was a complex with a clubhouse and a gym, besides the apartment of course. It took me 20 minutes but I got there with success. I parked the car in front of the complex, went to reception and after the registration, they gave me the key to my new home. I followed a tile path and saw a wooden door with a door sign; 898 SF, my apartment. I opened the door, climbed the stairs carrying my suitcase and as soon as I was upstairs, I was impressed by the elegance. The apartment walls were white, wooden floor and everything else was black; doors, frames, curtains, paintings.. I loved it. After the excitement, I realized that I didn’t sleep in the plane but I needed to start getting used to the night shift so I had to stay awake at least until 8 am, since the shift was from 11 pm to 7 am. So, ¿where shall I start? Let’s walk around the neighborhood.

***

When I asked at reception where Gil Grissom’s office was I couldn’t believe it. I did not know what I expected, but his office wasn’t it. There was a metal desk in the middle of the room, which was normal but the rest of the office was full of shelves with glass jars that contained all kind of things you can imagine; a small pig fetus, spiders, frogs, snakes.. all of them dead, obviously but still, creepy.

If that wasn’t enough, he also had specimens of butterflies and bugs framed on the wall. When I was a child, I had a collection with various specimens of scorpions, spiders and beetles conserved in glass, but that was just for fun.

-¡Hi! –a voice spoke behind me, which made me jump from the scare, but he smiled afterwards- Sorry. Welcome to Forensics. Gil Grissom, I’m your supervisor on “Graveyard”.

-Laura Serrano –I introduced myself while shaking hands- ¿”Graveyard”?

-That’s how we call the night shift.

-¿Why? –I asked curiously.

-Because of the same reason you chose this shift –I wondered how did he know that, but he answered before I could even ask- ¿Do you remember what you wrote on the application?

-Actually, I do –I nodded- I wrote that I wanted to work the night shift because of the number of crimes that occur at this time. People are drawn by the allure of the darkness, and so am I.

-That quote is the reason why I accepted your internship –he confessed- You know Laura, this job requires someone who is not afraid to explore the darkest corners. CSI’s see everything and deal with the most twisted things you can imagine. It takes a strong mind to handle it, and I believe you have one.

-I agree and that’s why I can’t wait to be on the field.

-We’ll begin our shift when the team arrives, so while we are waiting.. ¿would you mind taking off your jacket and rolling up your sleeve? I need a pint of your blood. It’s mandatory for all new hires.

A few minutes later, we left the office and headed to the locker room, where the CSI’s store their personal belongings, so I could leave my bag. As we were approaching, two male voices could be heard louder. From the way Grissom smiled, he recognized them. Two good looking guys were talking while putting on their shoes leaning on the bench. One of them was an African American with brown hair and green eyes and quite tall. The other was American with dark hair and brown eyes and a little bit shorter, although I have to admit that I fell for his smile. When he smiled, laugh lines appeared around his cheeks and eyes making him look cuter.

-C’mon, give me a winner for tomorrow.

-Green Bay, minus seven and a half over Niners –answered the African American- Always go with the better quarterback.

-Warrick, Nick –Grissom called, making them look at him and me- I want to introduce you to Laura, she’s the girl who comes to do the internship.

-Nick Stokes –the cute one introduced himself.

-Warrick Brown –he shook my hand after Nick did- You’re from Spain, right?

-Yes, Barcelona –I nodded.

-Man, how I wish to be there.. –Nick mumbled- Great gastronomy, cool weather and views to the Mediterranean.

-¿You’ve been there? –I asked.

-Not yet, but I’m looking for a place for my next vacation –he answered- Now that I’m CSI Level 3 I can afford to travel further than Texas.

A brunette woman entered the locker room in a hurry and greeted everyone without noticing me. I guessed she was another member of the night shift. She was tall and skinny.

-Hey Sara, do you remember that the new girl started working today? –Grissom asked, but she didn’t even look.

-Yeah, ¿why? –she answered and looked for a moment, then she realized- Oh sorry, I’m Sara Sidle, nice to meet you.

-Don’t worry –I smiled- Nice to meet everyone.

-Not everyone.. –Grissom looked around- ¿Does anyone know where’s Catherine?

-She had to pick Lindsey up from her ex’s house, but she’s on her way –Warrick answered- It’s Lindsey’s birthday today.

-Wait for her outside, you’re working together and take Laura with you. 401A at Fremont Street –Grissom commanded as he gave me my CSI credential- Nick, Sara, you’re with me.

-¿What’s a 401A? –I asked Warrick while we were leaving the locker room.

-Hit and run.

I put the credential around my neck and followed him to the exit of the building. When we arrived outside, I saw a skinny, blonde woman approaching us with a weary look on his face.

-Hey guys.. –she said- You must be Laura, the new girl.

-That’s right –I smiled to make her feel comfortable- You must be Catherine.

-Nice to meet you, Laura. Sorry for being late –she looked at Warrick- ¿Are we working together?

-Yeah, hit and run on Fremont –he showed the keys that belonged to one of the cars the CSI’s use to do their job- I’m driving.

***

When we arrived at the crime scene it was already cordoned off. Warrick parked a couple of meters away from the police tape and then we got out of the car. The first thing I saw was the victim; a little girl. I didn’t expect that since it was night and kids don’t go alone on the street. Besides, it was a little girl. ¿Who is capable of leaving her there without calling the police? Cowards.

-¿You okay? –I heard a male voice asking that, and then I realized I stopped walking the moment I saw the girl.

-Yeah, yeah.. It’s just that.. –I tried to find the words to say ignoring that they were both looking at me.

-It’s hard –Catherine finished- I wish I could say it gets easier, but I’m not a liar. The only thing you can do is find whoever did this and get justice.

-Then I’m lucky.. Because that’s exactly our job -I looked at them and sighed- ¿Hoy many hit and runs have you had this year?

-Too many –Warrick replied as he bent down to look at the ground- One thing I can’t stand is a punk coward.

-My daughter wants one of these scooters –Catherine indicated with the flashlight- She says that she’s the only kid in the world who doesn’t have one.

My gaze went back to the little girl’s body but it was something I couldn’t control. I couldn’t concentrate on anything else but her. She had a scared look on her face. My heart shrunk from the sadness of her accident. She was so young and full of life and it only took a couple of seconds to take that away.

-¿Do you want me to tell Grissom to put you in another case? -No –I answered- ¿Why?

-¿You feeling alright Warrick? –Catherine asked in a worried tone- ¿It’s that thing with Holly Gribbs, isn’t it?

-I’m just looking out for my partners, you know.. –Warrick replied with a frown- It made me think who I am to you.

-Hey relax –she smiled at him and then looked at me- I’m sure Laura can handle this one.

-I can –I nodded- I’m okay, but thank you for the offer.

-So, Laura the first thing we do is take a close look at the crime scene and then we take pictures of everything that could be evidence–Catherine explained- In this case, for example, the scooter, the victim’s shoe, the tire marks.. Then we try to recreate what happened with the evidence we’ve got so far. Warrick, ¿you wanna call it?

-Vehicle’s coming down from Rochester, victim was on her scooter heading east, car breaks here, impact here and the vic was thrown.. ¿What? ¿20 meters? –he explained while indicating everything with his fingers.

-And all we’ve got is some paint that’s going to match up to about 20 million other vehicles.. –Catherine sighed- Bastard.

***

I saw them collect the evidence from the crime scene and the next step was get it back to the lab while the coroner performed the victim’s autopsy. Luckily, she was the only dead body that night so it wouldn’t take long. Warrick took the evidence to the rightful departments.

-¿Have you had the chance to walk around the Lab?

-Actually, no.

-I’ll show you around while we wait for the autopsy then –Catherine said and started walking- First we have the DNA Lab, territory owned by Greg Sanders, lab tech specialized in DNA and also in listening commonly rock artists while running lab machines. You’ll meet him, you’ll like him.

-Rock is my favorite genre so I already like him.

-Next to DNA we have Ballistics and in front Audio/Video –we continued walking- We have Trace and Fingerprints over here and down the hall to the right we have the Evidence Garage next to the Evidence Vault and to the left the Locker room, Grissom’s office, the Break Room and the Layout Room.

-¿Layout Room?

-We use that room to review evidence and look for new evidence, compare notes, display the photos from the current case and use the table to draw out rough sketches on maps –she answered with a good explanation- ¿Any more questions? -I have one but it’s not about the Lab.. –she looked at me waiting for me to ask- ¿Who’s Holly Gribbs?

-She was a rookie who started working with us two weeks ago. Holly and Warrick were working together on a case but he left and when Holly was alone collecting evidence from the crime scene, the suspect came back and shot her –Catherine explained it regretfully- She died on the operating table.

-Warrick feels guilty., -I concluded- That’s why he asked me if I wanted to work another case, to make sure I’m okay.

After I finished my sentence, Catherine’s phone rang. It was time for us to head to the morgue, which was downstairs. Before entering the morgue itself, we stopped on the hall to put on the sterile lab coat.

-¿Have you ever seen a dead body?

-Yeah, I took human anatomy classes –I nodded- I wanted to be ready.

-Good –she smiled proudly- Usually, the night shift coroner is Dr. Albert Robbins, but today is his day off so you are going to meet Dr. Jenna Williams.

We entered the morgue and approached the central table while making introductions.

-This is your hit and run victim –the coroner uncovered the girl and looked at me- Bad thing about this job is you stop asking yourself why. The cause of death was the hit by the car, but I’ve found a bruise on her leg.

-Oh my god.. plate numbers, from the license plate when impacted her skin.

-Looks like a 4.. –I looked at the bruise trying to decipher the license plate- ¿And a J?

-Yeah –Catherine agreed- We have to call DMV.

-¿DMV? –I asked.

-Department of Motor Vehicles, we’ll get them to cross check this partial plate in a 5 mile radius.

***

Actually, waiting for an answer from DMV didn’t take as long as I expected. Within the hour we already appeared at the door of the car owner’s house. This was my first time face to face with a suspect and as my first night was full of unexpected things, an older man opened the door.

-¿Hello? –Catherine said with a smile- ¿Mr. Charles Moore? We are with the Las Vegas Crime Lab. We’d like to talk to you about your car.

-We believe it may have been involved in a traffic collision earlier this evening.

-I told the police when they called me.. my car was stolen.

-That’s why we have a search warrant, sir –Catherine gave him the paper- So that we can look in your garage.

When he opened the garage door with that face I already knew we were going to find his car in there and in what condition. From the sad attitude he had, he knew what happened. The front of the car was busted and the license plate hung from its place. We looked at each other, and then we looked at him. We were waiting for an explanation.

-It.. it was an accident.. I saw the girl and I tried to break but I accelerated by mistake. I got confused.. I shouldn’t have left. I was wrong. ¿Is she okay?

-She died at the scene –Catherine said without being affected by the man’s repentance.

-You are going to be charged with manslaughter, Mr. Moore –Warrick added- Felony and run. You have a lawyer?

He didn’t answer, but he looked like he was sad and sorry to hear what happened. Obviously, killing the girl wasn’t his intention, but he had to face it. After finding the car, we had to make sure it was the correct car and we needed evidence so we called Traffic to have the car confiscated and brought in. While we waited, we went to the break room to eat and drink something.

-¿Is it me or did he give it up so easy? –Catherine asked us as she was taking out a cake from the fridge.

-Old guy was scared –Warrick answered with a soda on his hand- ¿What do you think, Laura?

-I also think that he was scared, I mean he almost cried when he heard the girl died but I feel like there’s something more.

-¡You have to see the birthday present I got for your daughter! –Grissom entered the break room while carrying a bag- I had one of this Chem Labs when I was six, I almost blew up the whole house.

-¿What’s the rule.. how long do I have to be here before kicking in for gifts? –I asked with confidence.

-When your spirit moves you –Catherine answered with a smile- But don’t worry because Lindsey doesn’t want a party.

-¿What kind of kid doesn’t want a party? –Sara asked.

-My kid.

-Hey Catherine.. ¿at what time is your little girl coming by? –Nick entered the room with a gift- I got her a Chemset.

Grissom and Nick exchanged surprised looks. They had bought the same gift.

-Keep it –Sara intervened- You might learn something.

-Stop flirting with me –Nick ignored her- Cath, really, ¿when’s the party?

-¿What do I have to do? –Catherine got up from the chair a little bit upset- ¡There is no party! ¡My daughter doesn’t want a party! ¿Is everybody clear on that?

No one was going to answer after that. Crystal clear.

***

-¿How tall do you think Mr. Moore is? –Warrick asked us leaning on the car.

-Six feet, I’d say –Catherine answered after we exchanged a look.

-Old people must love hugging the steering wheel ‘cause this sit is pushed all the way forward –Warrick opened the door and got into the car. He didn’t quite fit- I’m six feet and this mirror isn’t helping me at all.

-¿Can you start the car? –I asked.

-¿Why?

-If you haven’t noticed I’m 5 feet and when I drive I have to push the sit all the way forward.

-You think that it wasn’t Mr. Moore who was driving but someone shorter.

As soon as he started the car, the radio turned on and a rap song started playing. Warrick whistled impressed by the song and started moving his head to the beat of the song. In my case, I knew the song and started rapping it.

-So they can hear everything that you say when you ain’t home. I guess Michael Jackson was right, “You are not alone”. Rock your hardhat black..

-¿You listen to Mos Def? -Warrick asked impressed.

-I thought you said Rock is your favorite genre –Catherine intervened.

-¡And it is! But I listen to everything and when it comes to rap Mos Def, 2Pac, Nas, The Notorious B.I.G, Eminem, Blackstreet.. are some of my favorites.

-¡I like your style! –Warrick smiled at me.

-Mr. Moore was not the last person to drive this car –Catherine was the only one who wasn’t absorbed by the song- ¿Turn the music off?

Now it was time to find the evidence that would sustain our theory. Since it was my first day, I limited myself to observe how they did the search and collection of evidence. The steering wheel cover was leather but it had small breathable circles and there was something stuck in one of them. Catherine took it with the tweezers and showed it to us.

-¿Can you tell what that is?

-¿Is it me or that is a piece of tooth? –I questioned.

***

After collecting the evidence and come to a conclusion, came the part of the confrontation with the suspect. I wanted to see how my colleagues faced the situation in the interrogation room. I had no experience, so I couldn’t enter just like that. Instead, I watched it all from the observation mirror.

-¿Does anybody else drive your car, Mr. Moore? –Warrick started.

-I was driving yesterday.

-Sir, that doesn’t answer our question.

Suddenly, the door opened and a boy about 19 years old entered the room. It was the suspect’s grandson. The boy seemed lost, but the grandfather more.

-¿What is he doing here? –Mr. Moore asked.

-Your grandson is an approved driver on your insurance –Catherine explained- He had him pulled out of school

-So James, ¿you like Mos Def?

He sat down without saying a word.

-¿Did you hit that girl with your grandfather’s car?

-Pops, let me explain to them –the boy said addressing his grandfather- They should hear what happened.

-No, they are going to from me –he nervously clasped his hands together and began to explain- When I hit that girl, James switched seats and took over the wheel, drive me home. He was worried about me, not the girl. I’m not saying good judgment was used, but that’s what happened.

-James, ¿do you want to add anything to that? –Warrick asked, but since the boy didn’t say anything, he continued- Sir, ¿can we look at your teeth?

Mr. Moore took out his dentures and put them on the table.

-James, we found a tooth chip embedded in the steering wheel of your grandfather’s car –Catherine explained again- It doesn’t appear to be of your grandfather’s teeth. ¿Do you have a chipped tooth?

-Pops, I’m sorry but I got to –he was going to tell the truth.

-He is a good boy.. it was an accident. I make him call, let me know where he is. He drove straight home and wanted me to go to the police station with him.

-I didn’t know that little girl was dead. I swear.

-I wouldn’t let him turn himself in, that was my decision –he appealed to our emotions for his grandson- Boy’s going places, college.. he’s got a real future.

-I’m very sorry, Mr. Moore –Catherine mumbled with a sad tone- James, I’m afraid you are gonna have to be taken into custody.

-Miss, please.. –he begged- I’m willing to serve his time.

-I know you are Mr. Moore but we can’t let you do that.

Two police officers entered the room and handcuffed the boy. Taking him by the arms, they left the room and went to reception, where he was going to say goodbye to his grandfather. When Warrick and Catherine left the interrogation room, I joined them. There was a feeling of sadness between us.

-Hey, ¿why don’t you go home? We can handle this –Warrick said to Catherine- Your daughter gets out of school in a half hour on her birthday.

-I owe you –she smiled at him, and then look at me- See you tonight, guys.

Warrick and I exchanged glances and approached them.

-Don’t worry pops, I’ll be okay.

-My grandson going to jail is never okay. You survive in there, ¿you hear me?

-You too –James nodded- Don’t be going downhill.

They hugged each other for the last time with tears in their eyes and honestly, they were not the only ones who had them.

-James, the first days are going to be the toughest –Warrick took his hand and wrote something on it- Here’s my cell number. If you are in any problems, call me. I’ll be right there. Keep your head up.

James was taken away and his grandfather left too. We both stood there, watching them go. Watching how they were forced to separate.

-That has been very good of you –I said touched by his act of kindness.

-They remind me of me and my grandmother –Warrick confessed- ¿How do you feel after the first case? This has been a pretty tough emotional one. You have seen two very hard emotions; tragedy and sacrifice.

-Thanks to them I have realized something –I nodded- You’ve got so much power in this job, which you use to get the bad guys but once in a while, I’d like to use it to help the good guys.

-¿And what.. forget about little Renda Harris?

-No.. –I looked at him- What I’m saying is that putting James away isn’t gonna bring her back and Mr. Moore was willing to do the time. I mean, the victim’s family gets closure..

-I know.. but we got to follow the evidence, even if we don’t like where it takes us –Warrick turned to face me- Laura, it’s the job. If you start making deals with the devil, you don’t get to walk away. ¿You understand what I’m saying?

-Yeah..

-Now it’s time to go home –he said watching reception’s clock- You did very well on your first day. Get some rest, ¿okay?

I went back to the locker room to collect my things and when I left the building, I got in the car and just sat there. I had waited so long for my first case and to feel that high when I’d solve it, but I didn’t feel that way. Not at all. Instead, I felt guilty and this had only just begun.

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1rosex · 6 years

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BTS reaction to their s/o scaring them

Request: Hoi, can I request a members reaction to their s/o pranking them and scaring them?? Thank youu have a good day!

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Jin

You could hear Jin softly singing awake to himself as you crept up the hallway. You came to a stop right before the door to his bedroom, reaching for the handle as quietly as you could. Once you grabbed on, you turned it quickly and leapt inside while screaming "AHH!"

"Flyy-AAAA!" Jin, who was in the middle of getting changed and still in his boxers, let out a scream you hadn't heard come from him before. He jumped back and lifted his hands up in defense before he even realized it was you. "YA! Y/N you scared me!" He scolded, dragging his hand down his face and sighing.

"Wow, that was a nice high note." You said before laughing, leaning on the doorway for support. Jin's face was red as he came over and tried to shove you out of his room, though you kept struggling against him. "Oh come on Jin don't be mad!" You grinned, knowing well that you'd just scared the daylights out of him. Jin couldn't even hold a grudge, there was still a smile on his face as you wrapped your arms around him.

"Oh, what am I going to do with you?"

Namjoon

It was Namjoon's birthday and of course you'd gotten him some great presents, but you also gave him a scare. One of the cards you gave him had a paper spider that jumped out when you opened it, and you watched as Namjoon received it. He read the cover and pulled it open, the paper spider flying out at him.

Namjoon shrieked and slapped at himself, pushing into his chair so much he nearly tipped it over. Namjoon finally brushed the spider off and regained his balance before giving you the most dead pan expression. You doubled over onto the table, roaring with laughter at the small yell that Namjoon had given when the spider jumped out. Namjoon set the card down, taking a deep breath before looking over at you. "That was so childish."

"I know. But it was flipping hilarious." You wheezed, pretending to wipe a tear from your eye. Namjoon smiled slightly, threw the paper spider at you and leaned back in his chair with a sigh.

"I'm getting you back for that you brat."

Yoongi

Almost there, just a little bit more. You were hiding in Yoongi's closet, leaning against the door with all of his hoodies pressed to your back. You almost wanted to stay there, cozy amongst the fabrics that all smelled of your boyfriends cologne. But you needed to jump out when Yoongi passed by, which would be soon considering his footsteps were getting louder. You listened, he was right in front of the closet now. He reached for the handles, started to pull the door open. As soon as a silver of light shone through, you pushed open the doors and screamed out "BOO!"

Yoongi jumped back and balled his hands up into fists, bringing them up. "yaAaAA!" He yelled out before realizing it was just you. You started cracking up, tumbling out of the closet laughing.

Yoongi leaned against his bed, clutching his chest like he had just suffered a heart attack while you rolled around. Eventually he recovered from the scare you'd given him and looked up at you with a pained expression.

"Y/N! Are you trying to give me heart problems before I turn 40?"

J-Hope

Hoseok better hurry, your legs were cramping up from staying in the trashcan for so long. Why the trash? Well because, why not? You'd cleaned it out well so it was the perfect hiding spot, right besides the door.

"Y/N I'm home!~" Hoseok called in a cute sing song voice that almost made you feel guilty about scaring him.

Almost.

He started humming to himself, coming towards the kitchen, in your direction. You listened carefully as he got closer and closer till he was right beside you. "BOO!" You yelled as you jumped and threw the lid off. Hoseok gave one of the most high pitched screams you'd ever heard come from a male and fell back, holding his hands over his head. Your bin toppled over and sent you sprawling onto the floor, though you weren't even worried about it. You started laughing, rolling on the tile while Hoseok recognized your voice. He jumped to his feet and ran over to see if you were alright, despite just having been scared half to death.

"Are you okay?? Wait wait, actually, I hope you're not!" He huffed and crossed his arms. "You scared me! I trusted you!"

Jimin

As soon as you saw Jimin coming towards the house, you sprinted down the hallway and ducked around the corner into hiding. You heard Jimin enter through the door and could tell he was coming down the hall, he was singing. You listened from your hiding spot around the corner, his volume becoming louder the closer he came. The adrenaline started to kick in, you could tell he was only feet away now. You waited just another few seconds longer before leaping out right in front of him mid-song.

"Save me-aaAAAH!" Jimin jumped a foot back and raised his hands in defense, like he was about to karate chop you. You started laughing as Jimin tripped over his own feet backing up and struggled to catch his balance. "Y/N!" He gasped, realizing it was just you who had jumped out at him in the darkness. "Wow haha.. Nice try. You almost.. got me." He laughed nervously, his cheeks heating up. "No, I totally scared you." You giggled while trying to catch your breath. Jimin rolled his eyes and sighed, smiling at you.

"You almost made me die is what you did"

Taehyung

You were hiding right behind the door, waiting for Taehyung to arrive home. He usually wasn't an easy person to scare, you had to make sure he absolutely didn't see it coming or he wouldn't be frightened. So you decided to give it to him as soon as he entered the house. Taehyung came up to the porch, you heard his keys enter the lock on the door and watched the door knob turn. Taehyung pushed open the door just as you leapt out. "RAH!" You shouted.

"aaAISSH!" Taehyung's eyes went wide and his mouth dropped, jumping away from you with his hands defending his face. You fell back against the wall, laughing so hard at his expression you thought you were gonna pee yourself.

"Oh my god.. Tae, your face. You looked like Jungkook when Jin had the talk with him." You wheezed, falling onto the floor. "Ya! I trusted youuu!" Taehyung was still trying to calm down, letting out a deep breath as he held his chest.

"That was the most terrifying two seconds of my life. And to think! I brought you home snacks!"

Jungkook

You didn't have any closets you could fit in and scare Jungkook, or any corners either. Jungkook was hard to scare, you had to go all out in a way Jungkook wouldn't expect. So you laid down, completely silent on the floor beside the bed when Jungkook thought you had left for work. You heard Jungkook come into the room and sigh, collapsing on the mattress. He shimmied his way up the bed, so that his head was propped up on the pillows and his legs crossed while he scrolled through his phone. You very quietly lifted your head so that you were right besides his ear and took a deep breath. "BOO"

Jungkook cried out and flung his phone at you before scurrying off the bed like some kind of cheetah. You squeaked with surprise as his phone made impact on your head, falling backwards and starting to laugh.

"Did you seriously throw your phone at me? How would you call the police if this was a real life situation?" You laughed.

"Oh mY gOd Y/N I think I just lost ten years from my life span!" Jungkook wheezed as he put his hand over his chest, feeling his heart beat against his palm. You just started to crack up even more, wishing you could photograph his expression when you appeared besides him.

"Big mistake Y/N, you better watch your back."

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#FelizDiaDelNiño Hola queridos #RealCollectors! con ustedes, Arley Salcedo, Nicolas & Emmanuel, participantes de nuestro concurso para celebrar el día del niño! Ayudalos a ganar compartiendo y reaccionando en este video! Los Premios, avaluados en más de $500.000 COP; Para el niño ganador; Mattel Disney Pixar Cars 3 Willy’s Butte Stunt Jump Set With Lightning McQueen Item FBG41 Para la niña ganadora; Barbie Flip & Reveal Deluxe Styling Head Brunette to purple Item 62575 Y para los grandecitos, Para el familiar del niño; Hot Wheels Ferrari La Ferrari Amarillo Escala 1:24 Item BLY63 Para el familiar de la niña; Hot Wheels Ferrari 458 Spider Negro Escala 1:24 Item BLY65 Los participantes, siguieron los siguientes TÉRMINOS Y CONDICIONES detenidamente para participar; 1. Haber realizado compras superiores a $50.000 durante el 2020. 2. Compartir en sus redes sociales de manera pública, el vídeo de la promo. 3. Mencionar al menos 2 coleccionistas en el video inicial de la promo y el video participante. 4. Seguirnos al menos en una de nuestras redes sociales. 5. Subir un vídeo en la publicación de la promo, o hacérnoslo llegar por mensaje interno, donde el participante y su niño/a o niños/as presenten su colección en no más de 1 (un) minúto. 6. Salir tú y tu niño/a en el video, mencionando en el video, que parentesco tienes con el niño. 7. Decir en el video que quieres participar en el concurso del día del niño de Real Collectors. 8. Decir en el video que sus padres o tutores legales autorizan a los niños en salir en el video. 9. No son válidos videos participantes de otros concursos, y no se tendrán en cuenta videos que no mencionen lo inmediatamente anterior solicitado. 10. El plazo para subir o enviarnos sus videos fue hasta el domingo 26 de abril de 2020 a las 24:00 horas. Videos subidos o entregados después de esta hora no fueron tenidos en cuenta. 11. A partir de hoy, lunes 27 de abril de 2020, subiremos desde nuestra página en Facebook, los videos participantes. Cada participante deberá compartir Su vídeo desde nuestra página en Facebook, los videos con más reacciones hasta el miercoles 29 de abril a las 24:00 pasaran a la ronda final donde premiaremos 2 ganadores (at Real Collectors) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_gjgOYDKRl/?igshid=yxz61mbr18g8

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instantdeerlover · 4 years

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Sushi By Bou added to Google Docs

Sushi By Bou

Remember high school house parties and what strange, fun things they could be? Around fourth period, word would start spreading that Zak Pagola’s parents were going out of town that weekend. Different cliques would show up in 35-minute intervals, carrying whatever half-finished bottles of liquor they thought their parents were least likely to realize were missing. And by 10:30, people were dancing dangerously close to Mr. Pagola’s collection of rare golf tees.

Sushi by Bou, the six-seat omakase counter inside the Versace Mansion, feels like a high school house party in mostly the right ways. There are differences for sure - less dancing, no threat of cops showing up, and instead of throwing Ricky $5 for a keg, you’ve got to spend $125 for 17-courses of very good raw fish. But there are similarities too.

Libby Vision

The whole operation feels less like a restaurant and more like a small group of sushi chefs broke into a room in the Versace Mansion to run a secret omakase. Everything inside looks like it was set up with three hours notice and can be swiftly removed just in case they get kicked out. And while we wish the bar was a little better equipped (they didn’t even have the ingredients to make a negroni on one of our trips), we don’t mind the informality - and actually prefer it over having a helicopter staff who’d kick us out if we got fingerprints on anything. It’s a smart move to arrive early, grab beer or sake (skip the watery cocktails), and sip on Gianni Versace’s old balcony overlooking Ocean Drive. Because how many chances in life will you have to do that?

Dinner runs on a tight schedule and is timed so that your 17-course omakase will last almost exactly 60 minutes. You might feel slightly rushed having a different piece of sushi placed in front of you every three and a half minutes, but the vibe at the counter is pretty relaxed, considering the setting. Candles light the dim room and a soundtrack of ’90s and early 2000s hip-hop plays from a portable speaker while you watch the chef take a blowtorch to hamachi nigiri or pluck slabs of uni from a box.

Libby Vision

This is not world-class sushi, but it is very good sushi that’s better than most places. And unlike a lot of omakase dinners, you won’t leave too full to do anything fun afterward. Bites range from scallop to fatty tuna to a buttery spider prawn we would have really liked to eat twice and, if you’re lucky, the meal will end with an uni/wagyu handroll that’ll make everyone at the counter moan like they’re getting a deep-tissue massage.

But if you’re looking for an omakase with sashimi that will make you cry, this is not it. Spend a little more money and go somewhere like Hiden for that. The reason to come here is still so you can say you’ve eaten sushi in a private room in the Versace mansion, which is a sentence we truly never thought we’d get to say out loud without quoting a Drake song. And if you too want to join that strange club - or just miss the feeling of having a drunken good time inside someone else’s very nice house - make a reservation.

Food Rundown Libby Vision Omakase

Dinner here consists of a 17-course omakase. Dishes can change and rotate based on availability, but you’ll probably encounter mostly nigiri topped with things like scallop, fatty tuna, hamachi, and mackerel. Uni will be involved in at least a few dishes, like the grand finale of the meal: an uni/wagyu handroll that tastes like jumping into a swimming pool full of expensive sheets with a very high thread count. The whole ordeal takes an hour and you’ll be full, but not so full that you want to sneak into the Versace master bedroom to take a nap.

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cutemonstercare · 4 years

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Do Tarantulas Recognize Their Owners? Probably Not!

Tarantulas are not known for the warm and cuddly natures – they won’t come to curl up next to you for some love and affection. So how do you know they actually know you as their caregiver; is it even possible?

Do tarantulas recognize their owners? Although research in this department is limited, it is highly unlikely that your tarantula will recognize you.

Tarantulas are usually chosen as pets due to their exotic nature and not because you can call them over for a cuddle like Fido or Tigger.

But still, we would like to think that these hairy spiders recognize us and maybe even feel happy to see us – however improbable. Read on to find out if your T gets excited when you walk into the room or if you’re just seen as a food dispenser.

A Tarantula’s Senses

First, before we can get to the bottom of your T’s feelings towards you, we have to figure out if they actually have the senses to recognize you. It’s not as if your tarantula can say, ‘hey, Pete, thanks for the cricket, next time I’d like a mealworm, please’.

That’s the one big problem with communicating with animals, isn’t it? The fact that most animals cannot speak. They are still stuck on using scents, vibration, body language and other methods that we have surpassed.

So, we might be communicating companionship through ownership while they may be conveying trust, for instance.

Take a cat as an example, they may roll over and show us their bellies and since this behavior will be very risky in the wild, we assume it is a sign of trust. But again, since the cat can’t actually verbalize what they’re feeling, we don’t really know.

Tarantulas use sight, touch, vibrations and chemical stimuli to discover their environments. This is done through very specialized hairs on their legs and bodies.

Tarantulas do not have nostrils, but that doesn’t mean they can’t ‘smell’. Ts will detect chemical changes in their surroundings through the hairs mentioned earlier; the same applies to hearing and taste.

Tarantulas use either chemical or physical methods to process information and the hairs on their legs, pedipalps and near their mouth play the biggest role in their abilities.

When it comes to sight – probably the biggest tell-tale sign if they can distinguish their owners from other people – I have bad news: they have bad vision.

They might have eight eyes, but it actually means diddly-squat since they rely on vibrations to ‘see’ their environment. That is why your T will most likely move very slowly when placed in a new enclosure; it first has to ‘feel’ its way around.

But all is not lost; thanks to professor of neurobiology and behavior, Dr. Ronald Hoy, it was discovered that jumping spiders with a brain the size of a poppy seed, has exceptional eyesight for a spider.

Dr. Hoy chose to study a jumping spider because it is very different from the rest of the family – they search out their prey, stalk it and pounce. Much like a cat, believes Dr. Hoy.

In a study conducted on honeybees and European wasps, it was found that these insects process visuals the same way humans do.

Now, these two studies may not mean much to you as a tarantula owner, but considering that the research done on Ts and the mechanisms used to recognize faces are sparse, there may be a possibility that scientists will in the future discover your T can pick you out of a crowd of twenty!

Okay, so your Tarantula not being able to really see you doesn’t mean it can’t recognize and love you by using some of those other super spidey senses of theirs, right?

Can Tarantulas Bond with Their Owners?

The fact of the matter is, those of us who have owned tarantulas for years and keep adding to our collection, do not do it for any type of expected affection – other than our own for these creatures.

Tarantulas are not loving; they can’t be tamed and trained. All of the responses your T will make is completely instinctive and reactive.

So, whether they’re calm and tranquil or aggressive depend completely on the signals they are getting from their environment and how they’ve been programmed to react to said events.

Think about it, Ts don’t really have much if any opportunity to show affection in the wild, do they? Females eat the males after sex for goodness sake! So, why would they now all of the sudden need the ability to feel care and love?

Tarantulas basically run on two emotions: contentment and fear; your T will either be super chilled or completely freaked out.

To a tarantula, you are a big and scary predator and their first instinct will be to run and hide or go into protective mode.

But given a certain time, some type of recognition may play a role – your tarantula may see you as ‘safe’ and not threatening at all, so it will freak out a little less when you come close.

It is a case of familiarity, especially because you are usually the one feeding your T, and for that reason, they may be ‘happy’ to see you. It’s basically like Pavlov and his dogs; you remind your T of food, so it may come out of its burrow when it sees you approaching.

That’s possibly the closest you’re going to get to seeing love from a tarantula, but it’s better than nothing if you ask me!

That tarantulas might not recognize you does not mean that they can’t be calm on your hand

Here Is What Scientists Believe

That being said, some scientists believe tarantulas don’t have a memory. Although they have more centralized brains than other arthropods, scientists believe that they are not very intelligent.

The memory they do have is tied with instinctive activities like spinning a web, catching food, finding their burrow, etc. For this reason, they may not necessarily remember your face, but routine feeding may reinforce in them that although you’re big and scary, you’re not a threat.

As you just read, science is leaning more towards ‘no, your tarantula cannot recognize you’ and this is something you need to know before you decide to get a T as a pet.

They’re not going to run up to you when you come close and lift their bums in the air for a scratch; they’re not domesticated and still run purely on instinct.

Tarantulas are beautiful creatures and watching them grow and go through their various stages is fascinating – that’s why you would want a tarantula. And of course, because they are fairly low maintenance with basic needs.

Give them food and water and living conditions as close to their real environment, and you’ll have yourself one happy tarantula – who cares if it realizes you’re its owner?

If you want a pet that recognizes you and loves you, a tarantula might not be the best pet for you.

So what about you? Do you own a tarantula? Do you have the feeling that your tarantula knows who you are? Or is it a problem for you that your T does not know who you are? Tell us about it in the comment section below!

#Animals #Pets #Spiders #Scorpions #Terrariums

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kathleenseiber · 5 years

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Awesome mosquito hearing includes our voices

Mosquitoes can hear over distances much greater than anyone suspected, researchers report.

Until now, scientists believed that organisms required eardrums for long-range hearing, and that the feathery antennae with fine hairs that mosquitoes and some insects use to hear only worked at close distances of several centimeters (a few inches).

A series of experiments has now provided neurophysiological and behavioral evidence that Aedes aegypti mosquitoes—which transmit such diseases as yellow fever, Dengue, Zika, West Nile, and Chikungunya viruses—can hear specific frequencies as far away as 10 meters (32 feet) or more.

These frequencies overlapped well with the frequencies of female mosquitoes in flight as well as human speech.

“It’s been known for quite a long time that male mosquitoes are drawn to the sound of the female’s beating wings,” says Ron Hoy, professor of neurobiology and behavior and senior author of a paper on the research in Current Biology.

Hoy notes that since mosquitoes mate in mid-air, the sound of the female’s wings buzzing sets the males in motion. Previous experiments to prove that males are drawn to the sounds of females in flight were done at close range, which reinforced the idea that they only hear at close range—up to 30 centimeters (approximately 1 foot).

Hearing tests

Past research by the researchers to prove hearing in jumping spiders gave them the methods and skills needed to tap the auditory nerves of mosquitoes, and record the electrical potential of the excited nerves.

Initial tests in the lab revealed the mosquitoes’ auditory nerves picked up sounds from across a room. To prove this principle, the researchers set up an experiment in Barton Hall, a field house with a 30 meter (100-foot) ceiling that would reduce echoes. First author Gil Menda, a postdoctoral researcher in Hoy’s lab, fitted mosquitoes with an electrode in their brains and made neurophysiological recordings of the auditory nerve being stimulated by pure-tones emitted from a loudspeaker 10 meters (about 33 feet) away.

The mosquitoes’ frequency range for hearing overlaps with human speech, which means “they should be able to hear” people speaking.

“They’re hearing at distances that normally require ear drums, but these are hairs,” says Hoy. Ear drums work by picking up pressure from sound waves, while tiny hairs sense sound from air particles vibrating at certain frequencies.

They then moved the nerve physiology equipment to a super-quiet anechoic room collaborator Ron Miles, professor of mechanical engineering at Binghamton University, runs. “It’s the quietest room in the Northeast and possibly in the country,” Hoy says.

“We found the sweet spot of frequency that the mosquitoes are sensitive to was between 150 to 500 hertz,” Menda says. He played back the tones of females’ wings beating, which occurs at a frequency of about 400 hertz. In behavioral experiments, when these 400-hertz tones were played from as far as 3 meters (about 10 feet) away—the length of the room—male mosquitoes in a mesh cage all instantly took to flight. The behavioral reaction was proved in individuals, to make sure they weren’t taking flight as part of a group response.

Human speech

The mosquitoes’ frequency range for hearing also overlapped with human speech. “The most energetic frequencies of an average human vowel is in the range of 150 to 900 hertz,” Hoy says, so “they should be able to hear” people speaking.

Also, using the anechoic room, “we showed the sensitivity of the male mosquito was so low that when I played a tone, it was hard for me to hear it, but I can see the mosquito can hear it,” Menda says. They recorded excited auditory nerves at 30 decibels. Human speech is typically spoken at 45 to 70 decibels, also within the mosquito’s sweet spot.

While the study provides both neurophysiological and behavioral evidence that male mosquitoes hear sounds from far field, it offers no proof that they use it to home in on people. The insects are known to pick up sensory cues such as carbon dioxide, odors, and warmth to locate people. But the results do show an intriguing correlation, Hoy says.

Though the study does not suggest viable new avenues for mosquito control, it does open the door for developing highly sensitive directional microphones and hearing aids that use fine hairs that sense the speed of air particles as they are jostled by passing soundwaves.

Additional coauthors are from Cornell and Harvard University. The National Institutes of Health and a Gates Challenges Explorations Grant funded the research.

Source: Cornell University

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