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All I see is Red ♦️

Leon S. Kennedy x reader

A/N: holy shit, this took me so long to edit fml it's the longest thing I've written so far. I also think it's terribly paced, but I'll leave that to you. I hope you like it anyway <3

~Fi 🐝

《Warnings》: ADA SLANDER. Girl is getting wrecked in this one. Ada's a bitch. Reader is absolutely furious, Leon is supportive but a lil bit useless, description of injuries, feminine rage, RC flashbacks.

《Word count》: 6.1k

Inspired by this post of mine <3

Reader's codename is 'Loon/Loony' after the bird!

Please don't copy my work. I put a lot of effort and heart into the things I write.

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Red. A color that held many a mystery, signifying an infinite amount of things and emotions. Every shade as different as the next. Ruby, crimson, maroon, burgundy.

Where others commonly thought of the symbol of love, a deep red rose, or perhaps the pale plush on the cheeks of newly confessed lovers and the sensuality of passionate nights, you saw different things.

Your relationship with the color red hadn't always been a complicated one, not until that fateful night. You wished you could go back where red was just that; red, a color, nothing more. Not something that had you anxious and alert.

You didn't see love, passion or deep devotion. What you saw where the horrors of human greed and pride. You saw the blood dripping from the gnarled jaws of the first infected you'd ever encountered at the gas station with Leon. You saw the red lights of broken down and abondend cop cars. You saw the red of dismembered police officers and civilians.

You saw the red of Kendo's Gun shop and the redness his daughter, Emma, held in her eyes. You saw the red of lieutenant Branagh's bloody finger prints in officer Elliot's notebook. And you couldn't get all the other shades out of your head- especially not the red of her dress, or the red dripping from his shoulder because he took a bullet for her.

It only ever haunted you, the tearing lump of flesh that once was Dr. Birkin, or the blaring red lights deep inside the NEST.

It wouldn't leave your mind. It was filled with red, overflowing with its common link to anger. The hot, excruciating fury that boiled in your veins when the facade of the woman in red broke into two, revealing what she really was.

You thought, as you watched her fall and saw the ruby shade being enveloped by unforgiving black, that you could move on.

But you never did. You never could. The betrayal and anger were still deeply rooted in your veins. But not only for what she did to you, but what she did to him. How she used and abused his kindness, loyalty, and care for her gain, pretending to care only to repay the both of you like this after you'd saved her.

But you weren't alone, fighting to stay afloat in the red sea that was trying to drown you. You changed your approach.

Instead of all the blood and anger you saw in red, you tried seeing Claire's jacket. Or the woven, red hair band Sherry wore. As well as the redness in Leon's cheeks after all the running and fighting.

You tried seeing the dark, dull shade that soaked his bandage, signifying that it was over. You were safe, he was safe, Claire and Sherry were safe. And it worked.

You saw the shiny crimson of Claire's bike, the leathery red of a matching jacket that Sherry desperately wanted, and the beautiful shade of the single rose that Leon gifted you on your first date.

You even saw the pale red reflections of the lovebites that littered your skin from time to time, courtesy of Leon.

The red of that nights horrors slipped to the back of your mind, just like the red of the Umbrella logo and the red cross that sat exactly where Raccoon City once was, standing out against the pale paper of a map.

All was well as love and passion took the reigns on the red in your mind, but if course things don't stay well forever.

And your peace was broken when you caught a faint glimpse of red from the corner of your eye.

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

This place wouldn't have been your choice of a vacation destination, but lord knows the government doesn't give a shit about that.

The village was rundown, muddy, and most importantly, full of walking corpses.

Unbeknownst to you, of course.

The horrors had started ever since you and Leon stepped out of that god forsaken car, the red of blood, innocent blood, forcing its way into your mind once again.

You tightly gripped the red ammo box you'd just picked up from the ground after Leon had kicked a wooden crate into splinters.

"Hey, hey, easy! You're shins aren't made of steel." You scolded the blonde agent on your left, who only responded with a very playful eye roll while checking the mag of his gun.

"Don't you worry about my bones, Loony." He chuckled, patting your shoulder.

"Don't call me that! S'not my fault you got the cooler codename." You grumbled. "And for your information, Loons are excellent swimmers!"

"You see any water?" He shot back with a grin which earned him a huff from you.

Your gaze turned back to the pale red box in your hand, slight indents forming where your fingers were as you subconsciously squeezed it a little too hard.

The edges were worn and the colors were dull, but the bullets inside clinked together like the shuddering melody that haunted you ever since Raccoon City.

Leon noticed your dazed stare at the small container, they way your brows were scrunched together and the structure of the paper box crumbling under the hard grip of your hand.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked softly, firmly placing one of his hands on your shoulder. Your head snapped towards him, his gentle words pulling you from your trance.

"Hm? Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm fine." You smiled awkwardly, shoving the box into your pocket.

"Alright. Let's see if the locals know something." He replied firmly. The air he had about him told you he hadn't completely believed your answer and that he would keep an eye on you.

The last thing he needed was you getting in your head. He needed your full support and attention in order to pull this off.

You were about to respond when a small zip sound made you whip your head in its direction.

"Did you hear that?" You fully turned to face the way the sound came from and narrowed your eyes to see whether whatever caused that noise was in your sight.

"Hear what?" Leon asked puzzled.

"It sounded like a... a zipline or something." You glanced at Leon, who still had his brows furrowed in confusion.

"Never mind." You muttered, walking past him towards the village entrance.

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

The locals did know something. They knew that they definitely did not like the two of you and that there would be nothing more satisfying than watching you burn.

The haunting screams of one of the Spanish Police officers echoed off the broken and shitty houses as he went up in flames.

"Jesus Christ.." Leon breathed out, reaching for his gun.

"This is not gonna be pretty." You mumbled, aiming for one of the villagers, who had noticed you by now and were storming in your direction, and pulled the trigger.

The bullet hit him right between the eyes with a splat sound and your eyes widened when he only held his head before continuing his way, lit torch in hand.

"What the fuck..."

Leon looked just as shocked as you, but didn't hesitate to feed the fucker four bullets to his forehead until he finally toppled over.

"Something's not right." You stated quietly, a crease between your eyebrows.

"We'll talk later." He said firmly, aiming his weapon again. Giving him a sharp nod, you moved in and took out any local that blocked your way.

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You had underestimated the number of people that lived here. You were completely surrounded, standing in the Plaza of the village, careful not to slip on the muddy ground. Leon's back was firmly pressed against yours as you tried your hardest to fight off the horde.

The once quiet town was now filled with the piercing sounds of fired shots, the unholy screams and screeches from the townspeople and the heavy thud of bodies falling into puddles.

Your elbows were locked as you mercilessly took down local after local, only stopping to quickly reload your pistol. While reloading, you noticed the smallest flash of bright red flitting over the terracotta roof tops.

You froze and, stupidly, lowered your guard as your eyes were frantically searching for whatever that was. The fact that it was red made your blood solidify in your veins and your breath to get caught in your throat. It was as if time around you slowed down, the images of that night seeping into every crevice of your mind. The blood, Leon's blood, the lights, Kendo, and his daughter, Dr. Birkin and her. It all hit you again like a truck that was carelessly speeding down the road.

But you had no time to get lost in those horrific images swirling in your head or to slip into a panic attack because you were tackled onto the dirty ground, wrinkled hands wrapping around your throat, squeezing tight.

You were struggling for air, desperately clawing at the discolored arms that quite literally held your life in their hands. An old woman had jumped on top of you, screaming phrases you couldn't understand in your face as her spittle landed on your cheeks.

Her face was sunken in, more than it should at her age, and the veins around her eyes seemed almost black. And in her eyes there was only rage, a burning fire just like the one they'd lit before.

You were thrashing your legs, anything to get her off and her hands away from your neck. You could feel yourself getting lightheaded, your heart pouding in your ears. Leon came to your rescue quickly, harshly ripping the woman away from you and shooting her in the head twice with no hesitation.

"Loony, are you alright?" Leon asked firmly, keeping the few remaining residents at bay.

"Yeah, I... don't worry about me.." You heaved, soothing the red mark on your neck. You were coughing and panting, trying to steady yourself. Leon had given you a very sharp look that said I'll take care of this. and you weren't about to argue with him. There was no point in wasting precious ammo with how shaky and unreliable your hands were at the moment.

You dragged yourself behind a small fence and took deep breaths, pressing the heel of your palm into your temple.

Suddenly, the loud sound of the church bell bounced off the buildings and everything went eerily quiet. The once furious and aggressive villagers now slowly made their way to the church, mumbling soft illegible words and phrases.

They payed no mind to Leon as they brushed past him like nothing happened and he didn't exist. The door fell shut with a heavy sound after all the remaining people had entered. Leon turned in confusion.

"Where's everyone going? Bingo?" He huffed, his voice being the only thing heard, besides the soft crackling of the fire at the stake, and the quiet rustle of leaves as a soft breeze passed through them.

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"What the hell happened back there?" It was clear Leon wanted an answer for your little freeze up. He knew you, and you would never let someone, or rather something, get that close to you.

"I... just got distracted." You mumbled, keeping your eyes on the sweet cow you were currently petting. Leon had gone looking for more supplies in the empty houses and had spoken to Hunnigan about Baby Eagle's whereabouts while you stumbled upon the gentle creature chewing on some grass in one of the open stables.

You needed to get your head back on right, and scratching the cattle helped clear the fog over your mind. It mooed softly and licked at your hand and you could feel the roughness of its pink tongue against your palm. Leon sighed and tipped his head forward.

"We can't afford distractions, Loony. You know that."

"I know. I just... have a really bad feeling about this. It's like... we're being watched. And I saw something red moving across the rooftops and I.. got inside my head. It won't happen again." You kept your voice small and quiet, looking down to hide the faint spark of shame in your eyes.

You wouldn't fuck this up. You couldn't fuck this up. You needed to pull yourself together and get back to the task at hand.

"Good." Leon said softly, placing his hand on your shoulder and giving it a reassuring squeeze.

He wished he could do more. He wished he could take you into his arms and kiss your forehead. He knew how odd and complicated your thoughts on the color red were. You'd told him all about it, and he held you through it all, as the two of you relived that nights events in your own minds.

But you'd set a strict rule. Absolutely no display of affection during work. The risk of the enemy finding out was too high, and they would surely use that newfound information to their advantage.

It wasn't easy being in a relationship and then working together like this, but you made it work. You made it work purely because you worked. You matched Leon perfectly, and he matched you.

You were a dream team to the government, which is why they kept you close. And now you would use your skills as a team and save Ashley.

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Ending up in this Castle had not been part of your plan. It was an impressive building, no doubt, but the light marble walls and beautiful greenery that was littered with colorful little

blooms painted a wrong picture of its owner. The... host, shall we call him, hadn't given you one second to breathe. You were running and fighting, and running and fighting, and occasionally taking a hit or two to shield Ashley from as much harm as you could. It was all so... familiar. It felt like just how you tried to shield and protect Sherry from Chief Irons.

It made your head cloudy with bad memories. The constant separation from Ashley reminded you of how you somehow always caught up in the middle. You'd started out in the Police station with Leon after the crash but ended up in the orphanage with Claire, trying to rescue Sherry.

Well, that's not quite true, actually. Claire needed your help, so you left Leon... with her.

She seemed trustworthy enough with those big three letters plastered next to her name. What a fucking mistake that was.

There hasn't been a single day where you don't regret your decision. You felt so betrayed, and you still do. You were used just as much as Leon, putting your trust into someone who would've left you to die.

The memories rippled in Leon's blood, staring you right in the face, as you took a look at his injured hand. Whatever was inside of you had gotten inside of Ashley's mind, causing her to attack Leon with a knife. It sliced open his palm as he tried to stop the swing.

You were currently using some first aid spray on the wound before wrapping it on a piece of cloth you'd cut off from the many curtains around the Castle. Leon, as always, insisted he was fine and you needn't fret over him, but you were truly fucked if he couldn't hold his guns correctly.

You shut him down and began lecturing him on how stupid it was. And he listened, like he always did, staring at you with a smile on his face. He glanced past you, eyes falling on the gate that had separated Ashley from the both of you, and his smile was replaced with a small frown.

Ashley looked so terrified, and it broke your heart. She didn't deserve any of this, being ripped from her life and then having to fight for it all the same. You had to find her before Ramon did.

"Can you fit that under your glove?" You asked softly, tying a tight knot on the makeshift bandage around Leon's hand.

"Uh, yeah. Should work." Leon mumbled, squeezing his hand in a fist multiple times to test the flexibility of the wrap before putting his glove back on.

"Alright," he groaned as he got up from the edge of the stoke fountain he'd been sitting on,

"Let's get our Baby Eagle back." He held out his good hand to you, which you took, and he pulled you off the ground.

"Are you sure your hand's okay?" You questioned with a crease of concern between your brows when you saw him wince as he grabbed his gun. He only smiled at you softly and gently brushed his calloused thumb over your cheekbone.

"I'm okay. I promise."

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

The courtyard was really quite beautiful. The high and dense walls of green gave it a somewhat mysterious and mystical feel. There were plenty of old and mossy stone statues littered around the place, with a few fountains here and there. If it hadn't been under these circumstances, you might've called your stay here enjoyable.

It didn't matter now as you slipped from the literal maze that was the courtyard, into an open stone hallway right by its side. The gate was locked, so your only chance at finding Baby Eagle was to go around, which meant through the dark walls of the Castle. You weren't thrilled, but it was your only option.

There were two doors in the hallway; one to your right, and one straight ahead, at the end of the corridor.

"You go right, I'll take the one straight." Leon said, motioning to the wooden door in front of him.

"Okay." You nodded, checking the mag of your gun. There was no telling what else would hide in the Castle. Leon reached out to the door handle, but you interrupted him, making him stop in his tracks.

"Leon?"

"Yeah?"

"Be careful. I saw some snakes around here."

He gave you a firm nod and proceeded, as did you, carefully entering the room.

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

Leon slowly pushed the door open, having his gun at the ready if anything decided to jump him. When he couldn't detect any immediate threats, he stepped inside fully and looked around.

The room was lit up in a warm hue from the various candles burning, their wax dripping down the metal candle holders.

There were many wooden cabinets pushed against the walls, filled with all sorts of shiny junk. An open window at the back if the room caught his eye, and he carefully moved closer as the hinges creaked.

"You can stop right there, Leon." A voice called from behind him, accompanied by the cocking of a gun and the clacking sound of high heels against the old wooden floors.

"Wouldn't make me use this, would you?" He'd know that voice anywhere. It haunted his dreams, whispering sweet lies and betrayals in his ear, only to fade away when it's owner fell to their death.

He clenched his jaw and chuckled bitterly, letting his gun fall to the floor with a thud.

"Well, after six years, that is one hell of a greeting... Ada."

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

The room was uneventful. It was mostly bare, only a big table in the middle filling the space, littered with scrap pieces of paper and metal parts.

There were no windows, only a couple of candles to light your path. You searched around nonetheless, and found a small pot with a green herb hidden in the corner.

You hummed at your find and plucked the stems, storing them in your pockets so you could grind up the leaves later and combine them with a rare yellow herb Leon had found in the courtyard.

You rummaged through the papers on the table, just in case, but were pulled from your task when you picked up muffled voices coming from Leon's direction. Alarm bells went off in your head, alongside utter confusion.

Who could he be talking to? You doubted the.. lovely.. gentlemen who had welcomed you had a knack for talking. It wasn't Ramón. It didn't sound nearly as pitchy and annoying for it to be him. There was no way it was Ashley..

what was going on? With furrowed brows and immense caution, you quickly walked down the stone hallway to the room Leon had chosen to investigate, finding its door ajar.

Your heart stopped when you heard what sounded like a gun hitting the floor. Next, there were sounds of struggle and soft grunts, same with a noise like a blade slicing through the air.

It felt like your feet were rooted in the ground, refusing to move. You had to pull yourself together. Leon was in potential danger.

You kicked open the door so hard that it smashed into the sturdy stone walls with a loud thud. When your eyes landed on the sight before you, your hands fell limp at your sides, your mouth slightly agape.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me."

Leon had his knife pressed against Ada's throat and she slightly shifted her head to look over her shoulder, straight at you. She made an amused sound before turning back to face Leon.

"You brought your little friend, too, I see." She said with a smirk. Her voice was so smooth, too smooth. All you wanted to do was put a scratch in it. Leon stared at you, and you stared at him, with the occasional glance to the woman who ruined your life.

You stepped further into the room, keeping your eyes on her while letting the heavy door fall into its lock.

The second you finally met her eye, every single emotion you felt that night, and all the six years after, came bubbling up all at once, almost choking you. Your eyes were burning, your jaw was clenched and your breathing became irregular. You circled around her until you stood right next to Leon.

"Why the fuck are you not dead?" The bite and disbelief in your voice was evident, you balled your hands into fists to keep the fury and sadness at bay.

"Ooooh, Ouch." Ada feigned hurt and smirked back at you. God, how badly you wanted to slap that stupid smirk off her face.

You took a breather, trying to sort the words in your head. You didn't know what you wanted to say first. Everything wanted to come out at once. All the pain, and the anger and the fear. All the deep hatred you held in your heart for her. You looked up at the ceiling and shook your head with a small scoff.

"I can't believe this... for six goddamn years I've been trying to move on and get over what happened, get over what you did. And just as I was starting to get a grip, you show up. Why? You couldn't just do your shitty job without bothering us? You just can't go quietly, can you, Ada?"

"What, you're still not over that?" She shifted on her feet and almost rolled her eyes. There was no remorse in her voice, no regret, nothing. Just annoyance for your inability to be over it.

"You're awfully confident for someone with a knife at her throat." Leon said harshly, earning him a glare from Ada.

"You... are you serious? You used me! You used Leon, preyed on our fear only to... to fuck everything up! Do you even have an ounce of an idea of what you did?" Your throat started closing up as the emotions ran amok in your chest, leaving you with a shaky voice and a burning in eyes.

"We were fighting for our lives, thinking we were the only survivors and then you came along with your fucking FBI badge and gave us hope. Do you even know how-" she cut you off with an amused scoff that turned into a scowl.

"Oh, please. I didn't give you hope. You gave yourself hope." Your face dropped slightly, which only lasted a second before an expression of unimaginable rage took over your features.

"You fucking-" Leon stopped you from surging at her with a firm hand on your shoulder, sheathing his knife, "he took a bullet for you! I twisted and contorted three times over for you because we thought you wanted to help! We- We had faith in you, and we trusted you." You had to hold back a sob as you recalled the painful memories of betrayal that still sat deep in the marrow of your bones.

The first few tears sprung from your lashline, leaving streaks of salt on your cheeks. You were so, so incredibly angry and hurt. Your nostrils flared as you exhaled sharply, cleching your fists.

"But now I see that I should've shot you between the eyes first chance I got." You said lowly, staring daggers at Ada.

"A feisty one, huh?" She smirked bitterly, "Keep your bitch under control, Leon."

"Say that again, Ada, and I swear to god-" Leon hissed as he pushed past you, towering over her in an attempt to intimidate her. She laughed, she fucking laughed, and tilted her head at him.

"What are you gonna do? You're too soft for your own good." She spat, the venom in her tone could burn through your flesh like acid. Something inside you snapped.

The thin, tethered line of patience that you'd been holding on ever since you stepped foot inside this room crumbled under the weight of your emotions.

You quickly pulled Leon's combat knife from its sheath and pressed it against Ada's neck, successfully backing her up into a corner until she hit the stone wall with a grunt.

"I would choose my next words very carefully. I'm not above slitting your throat and watching all the lies spill out." You warned lowly, your eyes darkening. You saw a flash of something in her eyes. You couldn't decipher it. She was impossible to read. Everything about her was fake.

She could get on her knees and beg for your forgiveness and you'd believe her. That's how dangerous she was, how unpredictable.

"That was you in the village, wasn't it? The red I saw flashing on the rooftops? The weird sound I heard? That was all fucking you, wasn't it?" You seethed, pressing the blade to her neck, almost slicing through the knit fabric of her dress.

"You are a pest of a human being, Ada." You continued angrily, letting everything spill out.

"We were willing to die for the cause, for you, just so you and that stupid sample could get out and prevent this from ever happening again. The fact that that means nothing to you shows how truly rotten you are. You're not a good person, Ada, and you never will be." You noticed a shift in her demeanor when you harshly spat the last sentence.

The corner of your mouth twitched upwards. You'd hit her where it hurt, apparently. A gentle hand on your shoulder made the harsh crease between your eyebrows soften.

"Loony, we have to get Ashley. We can't let Ramón get her." Leon said quietly, trying to tug you away from Ada by your arm.

With a sharp jerk of your shoulder, you shook him off of you, nicking her jaw with the edge of the knife in the process. Ada breathed heavily as she tried to keep the knife away from her neck. She looked past you, directly at Leon.

"Leave the girl. She's lost no matter what."

At the mention of Ashley and without thinking, you struck her across the face. She gasped in surprise, both at the impact and that you had the guts to slap her.

"You don't fucking get to decide who's lost!" You bellowed, trying to keep your hands steady with all the rage that was coursing through your veins.

"You better thank whatever God you believe in, because that's the only one standing between your neck and my knife." You threatened with a harsh stare that made Ada swallow.

"Loony-"

"If I catch you near Ashley you're dead meat, Wong." You said lowly before stepping away from her and pressing the knife back in Leon's hand.

With a last angry look you walked towards the door. You pulled it open, the hinges groaning under its weight. You looked back over your shoulder.

"Just know this... no amount of good deeds will ever undo what you've done. You're the one that's lost. Not Ashley."

You didn't wait for a reaction, or for Leon, you just needed to get away from her.

You headed towards the courtyard again and sat down near a fountain, watching the small stream of water drip from the stone vase.

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

It was over. This absolute nightmare of a mission was over. You were exhausted and covered in... well, maybe you didn't want to know. You'd removed your Las Plagas parasite, and Saddler met his demise at the hands of Leon.

You could get Ashley back home and then barricade yourself in your shared apartment with Leon, waiting for the next shitty mission to come along.

It was an endless cycle of exhaustion and pain, but you were lying if you said it wasn't addictive.

You fell to your knees with heavy breaths, letting everything fall off your shoulders. You were so relieved you could cry. Your neck and shoulders hurt from tensing up, your back had been crushed into too many walls, and you'd been thrown against a barrel.

Holding your side in pain, you lifted your head up only to see Leon on the ground, reaching out for the amber. Your body sagged, the adrenaline fading away by the minute.

However, your head shot up when you heard what sounded like a metal clang of shoes. Ada came down from the sky, tucking her grapling gun back into its holster.

"Jesus christ- do you ever fucking go away?!" You yelled, more to yourself than her. She bent down and plucked the amber right from under Leon's nose. You heaved yourself up with a groan and grabbed one of the small knives you'd found along the way.

You aimed and threw it at her, you didn't care where it hit her, if it hit her at all, but if she didn't get the hint that you wanted her to fuck off now, all hope was lost.

The blade embedded itself in her thigh, making her cry out in pain and, in turn, dropping the amber.

You used all your remaining strength and threw yourself at the small glass container, grasping it tightly. Ada's eyes widened, still holding onto her injured thigh.

"W-What.. what are you doing?" She demanded through hisses and groans. Dragging yourself up with the support of one of the metal rails, you held up the amber in the light.

"Fuck you.. Fuck this stupid little stone.. Fuck whoever you're working for. I am done." You panted, throwing the amber as far as you could, watching as it disappeared into the deep, dark ocean.

"No!" Ada screamed, reaching out for the stone, "do you have any idea what you just did!?"

"I don't give a shit."

You limped over to her and bent down, meeting her at eye level. Pulling the knife from her thigh, you couldn't help but chuckle.

"This feels a little... familiar, wouldn't you say, Ada?"

You thought back to when a piece of metal had lodged itself into her leg back in the Umbrella lab. You'd found her by coincidence, lying on a pile of debris and rubble. If it hadn't been for you and Leon, she would've died in that hellhole. Not that you ever received a thank you.

"Go to hell." She spat in your face, holding her bleeding thigh.

"I'm already in hell." You mumbled bitterly, sinking down next to Leon, who had an expression on his face that you could only describe as awe. With a scowl on her face, she heaved herself up and limped towards the helicopter that had flown up.

Ada managed to get into the heli, with a little trouble, and smirked back at you.

"I'd offer you a ride, but... I think I'd rather watch you be blown to bits and pieces."

"If I ever see you again, I'll be your worst nightmare." You snapped at her, praying she'd just fuck off already.

She scoffed with a frown and signaled the pilot to take off.

"Have fun being mince meat."

You sighed and slacked against Leon once she was gone. Your head fell against his shoulder and you closed your eyes.

"We need to get out of here, the whole Island's gonna blow." Leon sighed, rubbing a hand over his face.

"I know, just..." Your voice was shaky, trying to suppress the tears that would ultimately spill. You took a deep breath, blinking away the salty water droplets. You needed to be strong. You needed to get Ashley out of here.

You had plenty of time to break down when you were back at home. Leon noticed your fight to keep the tears away and wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly while pressing a kiss to your temple.

"You're okay. Ashley's okay. I'm okay." He cooed, gently rocking you.

"I love you. And I would love to spend the rest of my life with you, but we can only do that if we find a ride out of here. Now." Leon said as softly as he could. He wanted to comfort you, hold you, and kiss you, but the situation was urgent.

"You know I'm always prepared." You sniffled with a small grin, holding up a pair of keys for Leon to see.

"Where the hell did you get these?" Leon asked bewildered. You got off the ground with a groan and grinned.

"She's got some pretty shitty pockets." Leon followed suit with getting up with an amused smirk playing in his lips.

"You clever little thing."

You winked and tossed him the keys. He chuckled once he caught them and noticed the little bear Keychain that was attached to the keyring.

"Cute."

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

You were sitting on your couch, knees tucked under your body as you watched the TV. Your gaze was unfocused, and in reality, you weren't watching the TV at all.

You were thinking about everything that happened. About all the emotions that you didn't get out, all the things you hadn't managed to say.

You were inside your head all the time. Not being able to focus on anything without slipping away into that September night or those rainy days in Spain.

Leon noticed. Of course he did. And it broke his heart to see you like this, all dull and void of joy. But he knew that this would pass. He wouldn't allow you to get lost.

Which is why he held you that little bit tighter and whispered how much he loved you just that little bit more often.

You didn't notice Leon coming into the living room, jumping slightly when he slid down next to you on the couch and slung his arm over your shoulders, pulling you into his side.

"Look what came in the mail." He said softly, pressing a small decorative card into your hand. You looked him with furrowed brows but he gave you an encouraging nod and pressed a kiss to your temple.

There was a big, red 18 on the front, surrounded by small hearts. You turned the card over and began reading the inscription. Your eyes got brighter with every line you read, and a smile tugged on your lips.

"How sweet of her. Sherry invited us to her 18th birthday party." You smiled softly, looking at Leon. He hummed and pulled tighter against him.

"She called earlier when you were taking a nap. She's really excited to see you again, you know." He replied softly. You chuckled.

"Yeah, me too. It's been forever. God, I can't believe she's turning 18 already." You sighed.

"Time flies, huh?" Leon grinned.

"It sure does." You giggled, snuggling closer to Leon.

"Hey, is Claire still planning to take Sherry for her first ride on her bike for her birthday?" You asked.

"Hell yeah, she is. She's got her Harley all polished up for the big day." He smirked. You laughed and let your head fall back against Leon's shoulder. He pulled you into his lap, your back pressed against his chest, and started littering soft kisses down the side of your face.

"Lee! What are you doing!" You giggled, trying to get away from his wet kisses. He held you tightly, not letting you escape his grasp.

"Jus' wanna see you smile, baby." He mumbled against your skin. With a mischievous smile, you let yourself fall onto the length of the sofa, dragging Leon on top of you.

You placed a sweet kiss on his lips, brushing some of his blonde locks out of his face.

"I love you."

"I love you too, sweetheart." Leon whispered, looking at you with a smile, blushed cheeks and slightly red lips.

Maybe the color red wasn't so bad, after all.

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[seat-safety-switch]

Remote controlled cars are a lot of fun, even if you're also into regular cars. Unlike their larger brethren, you don't need complicated legal entanglements like "insurance" or "roadworthiness inspections" to drive them. A vibrant community full of other weirdos who are also constantly breaking little plastic control arms is on offer. You'll make life-long friends and lure each other into spending thousands of dollars on toys.

It's that cost which bothers me. You see, I already spend enough money on cars. And I'm not especially easy on the equipment. When it comes down to having a functioning car that can get me to work, or a tiny plastic car that's fun, unfortunately the big metal thing is going to win every single time. How else will I make money with which to spend on the tiny plastic car? It was a real dilemma. Bowing out of the third shrunken-shitbox race event in a row because of cashflow problems had been weighing on my conscience. What would the other money-wasting folks think about my reticence to enter into insane amounts of debt?

I decided that I would try to cobble together something, anything, out of my pile of scraps. The same three things always break on RC cars, though, so I was not able to produce a complete car. By then, as if through a miracle, the multiple coffees and semi-legal convenience-store trucker stimulants had kicked in, and I was able to open my third eye to allow the solution to my problem to manifest. Or so my lawyer will tell you. He's big on exploring the limits of religious freedoms lately. I had lots of broken metal cars lying around the property, and there was no explicit rule in the local RC car club that all cars needed to be the same scale in order to compete.

Well, I'd like to tell you that I won first with my 1:1-scale remote-controlled Ford Econoline, but I didn't. Some of those little lipo buggies are fast as all hell, and avoided getting crushed beneath my wheels. Plus, it's hard to gauge how close you are to rolling the van when you're not driving it yourself. By the time we had gotten a bumper jack under it to move the wreckage back off of the vendor stand, it was too late for any more heats of the race. I'll be back next year, though. My neighbour left out a Fisher-Price Cozy Coupe in his alley. Bet that thing weighs way less.

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Untitled YA Project Chapter 6: Weirdest Day of Your Life One Day, School the Next

First Chapter || More

2:33 PM local time

Chicago, Algonquin State, United States of America

Justin answered the phone with a tentative, “Hello?”

“Mister Justin Oswada?” came a serious sounding voice on the other end of the phone.

“Yeah?” Justin responded, even more uncertain than before he picked up.

“We would like to speak to you about the events at your house.” The voice had a strange accent that Justin couldn’t quite place.

He instantly hung up, and then just as quickly the unlisted number called again. This time he muted the call.

Mike looked up from playing with the RC car. “What’s up?”

“I don’t know,” Justin said slowly. “Can I spend the night at your place?”

He shrugged. “Probably. But Phyllis might be weird about it being a school night. Just make sure to clear it with your dad.”

Justin quickly called his dad and begged and pleaded to get to spend the night at Mike’s. His dad didn’t want to let him, but Justin did something that he hated himself for doing. He made a reference to his mom. Justin’s mother walked out on her family less than a year ago. And Justin’s feelings towards his mother were simple: anger. But his father had more complicated and messy feelings. It wasn’t a card Justin liked to play, but if he suggested he needed a day or something because he was dealing with issues related to his mom leaving, then his dad would roll over and let him do whatever. Justin hated doing it, but he needed this and it was the only way he could think of doing it.

“Thanks dad,” he said after Alex finally agreed to let him go. “I don’t think you should stay at the house either.”

Alex sighed heavily into the phone. “Why? What’s up? You’ve never been this concerned with the house before.”

“It’s just… weirdly quiet in there now.”

“I know. I miss her too. But this is the new normal. The house is going to be quiet without her there, and that’s something we’re just going to have to get used to.”

Justin tried to say something, to find the words to explain that is more than just his mom not being there any more, it was beyond that. But also, it was that a little bit. Since she left the whole house has felt empty and quiet and like there was a ghost haunting the silence between Alex and Justin.

It’s just that there wasn’t anything else Justin could say. So he kept it to himself.

“Yeah,” he muttered. “I’ll see you after school tomorrow. Love you.”

“Love you too.”

They hung up the call.

Justin looked over at Mike and nodded.

“You got the ok?” Mike asked.

“Yeah.”

“Well, let’s grab some of your stuff and get out of here.”

Justin pulled Mike into the silent house to help him grab things he would need for tomorrow and then they left together. It was a short walk to Mike’s house, less than half a mile, but the real challenge was going to be convincing Mike’s mom to let Justin stay.

The rest of the day was pretty fun. Justin and Mike did their homework, which was much easier when they just traded subjects and got it all done in half the time. They ate some food, and discussed all the possible conspiracy theories and reasons for Justin’s house being silent.

Justin noticed that he had several missed calls from blocked numbers. He ignored them as best as he could. But it was all he could think about. The mysterious phone calls, the silent house, and as always, his mom. Thoughts were dark and deep, just like the cold November night in an unfamiliar house.

Sleep did not come easy.

School the next day was a strange hazy blur. Justin couldn’t concentrate on much at all. The bad sleep combined with the strange occurrences the day before were all he could think of.

“Mister Oswada,” the history teacher, Mister Collins, said as the bell rang to end class. “Would you stay after for a moment?”

Justin sighed, and stopped halfway to the door and walked back towards the teacher’s desk.

“I happened to catch that video you posted yesterday after school. But sheer happenstance I might add. You were very quick to take it down,” Mister Collins stated simply. Justin couldn’t be sure of the tone. Was he being questioned or interrogated? What was the point of this?

“You saw that?” Justin asked, catching the teacher’s eye for the first time.

Mister Collins nodded. “I know how to use twitter.” He smiled at some secret joke. “I didn’t know that you were interested in filmmaking or storytelling. You made a fascinating little fictional story, possibly even a horror story. Like those… what are those movies called? Found footage?”

“Yeah, that’s what they’re called,” Justin said. “But it wasn’t a fictional thing. I mean it wasn’t a movie. It is a real thing that is happening in my house. It’s all totally silent. I was trying to record it and test it to see if there was anyone who knew what was happening. Do you… do you know what was happening?”

Mister Collins looked Justin over for a long moment. Justin felt like he was being studied, observed, or possibly tested somehow.

He finally answered a moment later. “No. I have no idea what that is about. Perhaps you should call some kind of authorities?”

“Oh…” Justin said, his sudden excitement that Mister Collins had an answer being crushed immediately.

“Well if you’d like to do some film things for my class, as extra credit, I would gladly accept something based on one of our lessons. You could get a massive bump in your grade, and hopefully do something that would keep you interested in my class,” Mister Collins stated. And I’ll write you a note so you’re not in trouble for being late to your next class.”

Justin nodded, once again retreating into the haze of other concerns.

Mister Collins handed Justin the hastily written note for his next teacher, and also a small business card.

“I just remembered, this is the number for an old friend of mine. Someone I knew from… before I was a teacher. If this thing at your house is still happening, give him a call. Alt is an interesting being, and he knows a lot about very strange and secret subjects. You might find he knows something about your problem.”

Justin nodded, only half listening. The bell rang a moment later, signaling that Just was late for his next class.

“You should probably get going young man,” Mister Collins said, snapping Justin out of his revere.

Justin took off out of the room, there was only so forgiving his English teacher would be, even with a note.

The rest of the day simply was. There was nothing to keep Justin’s attention for very long. And at some point the bell rang to end the day.

As he was collecting his stuff from his locker, Mike found him.

“Hey, so coach is pretty mad at me for ditching practice yesterday, and so I have to go today. If you need to stay at my place again, just let me know. It should take only a couple of hours here,” Mike commented. “I’ll text you when I’m done to check in.”

“Thanks,” Justin said. He’d thought of nothing but the house and the silence that covered it. “I’ll let you know.”

On the walk home Justin looked over the business card he was handed. It was very plain. Just a white business card with a number and a name. Alteduf wasn’t a name that Justin was familiar with in any way. He wasn’t even sure how to pronounce it.

On the back of the card was a small emblem. It was three small stars in white against a small black circle. Above the symbol was a title, “Untouched Horizons” in big, bold lettering.

It didn’t mean anything to Justin, who was very confused as to why he had it.

He was still a few minutes away from home. What harm could a phone call be?

Mister Collins was a smart guy, a fairly decent teacher. Maybe he really did have a friend who could help.

Justin dialed the number.

It rang only once before someone picked it up.

“Mister Oswada,” the voice said. It was strangely clipped and accented, like the person who picked up the phone had trouble pronouncing ‘m’s. “I was hoping you would call.”

“Is this Ale…duf?”

“It’s pronounced Al-tea-doof. But you may call me Alt. That isn’t terribly important though. I heard about this incident at your home. May I ask you about it?”

“Who are you? What is Untouched Horizons? How do you know my history teacher?” Justin asked, feeling suspicious and guarded.

He heard a deep breath on the phone. “I am Alt, and Untouched Horizons is where I work. It’s a small, but very effective group of people that studies strange phenomena.”

“Are you the Men in Black?”

Alt chuckled on the other end of the line. “Nothing so sinister or fake, I assure you. We simply like solving mysteries, whether they are ancient historical mysteries or something strange and new. I can promise you that you will find no one so well equipped to handle your problem as I am.”

“And why is that?”

“If I am correct,” Alt answered, “I am the foremost expert on the Silence that is invading your home.”

Justin shivered, and it wasn’t from the cold. He could hear the capitalization on the word Silence. Like it was some dangerous entity and not just a lack of sound. Then there was the word invading.

“Justin? We must act quickly to confirm my suspicions. I fear we may have lost too much time already and other parties may be closing in on your house.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“There’s too much to go into right now. I just need to ask you a few questions.”

Justin hesitated. “I don’t know about this,” he said as he turned the corner on the last block before home. That’s when he saw the blue flashing lights. There were all sorts of cars in front of his house, they were all unmarked and fully black, with flashing lights coming from the headlights and behind the darkened windshields.

He saw men and women in suits and people in hazmat suits. Someone in a black suit was arresting his dad.

Arresting his dad?

“Dad!” Justin yelled as he hung up the phone and started running for his house.

The phone in his hand kept ringing but Justin ignored it. He had to get to his house, he had to find out what was going on.

One of the men in a black suit turned to look up at the running and yelling teenage boy. He was a middle aged man with a close cropped brown bear and a very serious look on his face. He looked at two of the other people in suits, and made a quick gesture with his hands. There was something about the look he had that made Justin stop in his tracks. This man was bad news.

Two of the big men advanced on Justin.

They didn’t say anything as they advanced on him, one of them reaching for something in his jacket. Justin suddenly panicked, fearing the man was reaching for a gun and turned to sprint away through one of his neighbor’s backyards.

If asked, he wouldn’t be able to tell you why he started to run, but he did. He ran as fast as he could, and the men in suits followed quickly in hot pursuit.

Justin made it into the backyard, and ran towards the alley. He was about to jump over the fence, when he felt one of the men grab his backpack and yank him back. Justin fell backwards and landed on the ground.

He knew that he was caught. They got him. He wouldn’t be able to get up and run.

He heard a sudden, loud, screech of tires that told him a car had suddenly slammed on its breaks in the alley he almost made it to. Justin knew that it was over. They had surrounded him faster than he could have ever expected. There was no hope.

All of a sudden, a blur of movement leapt over Justin as the man in the dark suit and sunglasses was tackled out of his view.

Justin stood up and looked back to see Mike climbing off the surprised man in black.

“Answer your phone next time!” Mike yelled.

“What?”

The car, van actually, in the alley opened the side door, and out came Mister Collins of all people.

“Mister Oswada, please move,” he said calmly, with a small smile as he raised a small white and yellow device and pointed it at the last man chasing Justin.

Justin stepped to one side as fast as he was able, while Mister Collins fired the taser at the approaching man in black. The electricity crackled and the man shook once, twice, and fell to the ground unconscious.

“I forgot how much fun that is,” Mister Collins said with a wistful smile, remembering times gone by. “Gentlemen, please get in the van, we have places to be very quickly, if we don’t want to be arrested.”

“What is happening?” Justin demanded loudly.

“Long story,” Mike answered as he clapped his friend on the shoulder. “We should probably go. I don’t want to be arrested for tackling a fed.”

“Right,” Justin said dumbly as he got in the van.

As the door closed, Mister Collins turned to face the teens, “Please put on your seatbelts. I have been told that I have a lead foot.”

Justin and Mike barely had time to buckle up before the van sped off at speeds that were quite frankly, dangerous.

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[castle-dominion]

castle 5x18 the wild rover

plot heavy episode, at least backstory heavy for ryan. I was SO excited during my family watch when I realized this was the episode. I'd seen gifs & read fics & I was stoked. I'll only be able to watch part of it today since I need to leave for work.

Me, a baker: Nice! The crime scene: Me: Not nice!

HOW did he say the name? Jordan can be a man... KB: Castle, I know nothing. Nothing is a dear friend of mine and this is not nothing.

He is SO defensive lol sleep interrogations XD KB: Who says I haven’t already?

Lots & lots of fabric EW CASTLE CRIME SCENE NOT EVEN DEAD MAN'S CUPCAKE BUT BLOOD SPATTER even tho there was likely none there

11.30 or 23.30? Good for him knowing his cars Haha dough. I thought esposito made that pun intentionally Quick maths? (why did I pluralize it?)

Only twice a week? Oh yeah lol this guy has access to all sorts of products & chemicals & machines as a baker.

Hey we get to see ryan's apartment! Jenny (O'Malley) Ryan: Which means you should probably … Me: *confused* Me: *FIGURES IT OUT AFTER I REMEMBER WHAT SORT OF DOCTOR THEY ARE GOING TO* It wouldn't be your fault hun, even if it is your problem. These two are so so cute. Ok I'm clipping that.

RC: I'm going to ignore that Maybe he was planning a new location

Ooh irish mob, remember finn rourke & detective slaughter & the previous episodes where anything was mentioned Ok so the way we count syllables is weird. Irish gaelic (gaelge) has two letters because it gives buffer room between consonants. S is often sh usually when followed by an e or an i or smth, & mh or bh are just like th or ch, it changes the way it is pronounced, usually to a v, sometimes to a w depending on where u are. It is pheonetic! Just a different language! This is the part of the episode I realized what we were watching!

She only knows his as jimmy the baker. She looks so anxious here.

Ryan is back good for him. RC: How did the thing go … with the uh, you know. Do the thing with the thing and give the thing to the doctor. I could clip that lmao ESPOSITO SHUT UP Clip this now His eyes He is not even really kissing her *slaps him twice* THIS WAS .. FUN Edit: someone has it already

lots of clips now heheheh

*asks esposito bc obv he would know*

Love the b plot "this is normal" Man looks mad Only sees bobby s now instead of earlier when he looked at the murder board FRIENDS BACK IN THE DAY? WHAT KIND OF CREW?

UNDERCOVER!?!?!?!?!?!?!? RC: I love complicated!

Why wouldn't you want to leave tho? for her? or for more? Clipping that too "cop"

"just the wife" bro? gay.

Of course he's heard of kevin ryan, even tho it has been 7 years, this is his case! They're impressed & esposito is mad that he didn't tell him

Why would you write down all your illegal stuff like that? I've met ppl who /want/ to make spreadsheets but don't, & ppl who write their stuff but in code Ryan acting like he still knows her, acting like he's still in the mob like "she wouldn't snitch"-- in fact it was weird how she kissed him like girl it has been seven years of COURSE he has moved on You left & she fell on hard times!? Oh no now he feels guilty/ Another jimmy who is a rat? She can... You only found her bc of phone records YOU walked away ryan He is protecting her Wow that's messed up a bit Like with the Ben kid, doesn't want to send someone in unprotected

SOD: Look at you, telling the truth. >:(

You? You are not on the crew bro Yeah BACK THEN not NOW Ryan ryan my dude careful, you don't know if your oconnell cover is still good

Clipping this quote: How long has law enforcement been after that bible? Fifteen? Twenty years? Huh? These guys are drug dealing parasites. When are you going to get another shot to wipe them all out? Look, you want the bible. We want Bobby S for murder. Siobhan wants to keep breathing. Everybody wins. I can do this.

not this one tho SOD: What are you doing? Are you out of your mind? KR: I was Fenton. I can be him again. SOD: Don’t get yourself killed on my account. KR: All right, yeah, you hate me. I get that and I deserve it. But do you want to be put in Witness Relocation or not? Yes or no? SOD: nods. Agent Walker: Detective? Were you serious about that offer? KR turns to him. He thinks for a second & then nods.

Yeah 7 years is a long time bro, he's right course there's a new heirarchy thats how things work they change over time like seven years Martha acting lessons Sad, his wife won't kiss him goodbye Castle & esposito & beckett too watching him in there getting an ID card Nooo they are cutting his hair Wow ugly hair but hey nice outfit, even if it doesn't look like smth he usually wears But I legit cut my own hair a few days after this episode & we actually have similar hair again XD The "I am fenton o'connell" lines throughout that was hhhh I am clipping this right now right now lsdjfskdfj but I have to get ready for work in 15 minutes edit:

I clipped it but I didn't have to

Love how esposito is the taxi driver lol also question: what if he was walking down the street one day & saw someone from the old crew? What then? I mean it's new york nobody looks at anybody but still Of COURSE you don't like it

JE: (sighs) I don’t like this, bro. You don’t have a wire. No locator. ((but u have a cell phone that they can track right?)) KR: If I did, Bobby S would find it. This is the way it’s gotta be, man. ((I haven’t mentioned yet but I like how they call him bobby s, maybe there is a bobby r or a bobby m somewhere)) JE: What’s the name of Agent Walker’s informants who’ll vouch for you? KR: The Mason brothers. Matt and Tony. JE: Where did you do your last stretch? ((interrogating him lol, but r u allowed to know this?)) KR: Elmira, for man 1. Can even tell you my cell number. I know what I’m doing, okay? JE: isn’t convinced. JE: What about Siobhan? KR: Our plan is solid. (he nods like he’s convincing himself, too) I got this. KR: hands him so cash to keep his cover. KR: See you on the other side, partner. JE: Mm-hmm.

Called Kelly's but Siobhan owns it lol also, nice place, must actually run nicely, owning a bar or restaurant takes a lot of work

Tbh it looks like nobody recognizes him. Like he expects to be recognized (after seven years) & ppl are like "what are you standing there for?" not "do I know you?" Oh & NOW people are recognizing him

Siobhan meeting again but pretending it is the first time in years lol. Clipping the punch As long as she keeps her hands off of me

Pushes him back a bit & trying to touch her Maggie got married since u knew her (so siobhan maybe "fenton" got married since you knew him, why would you assume that you can still kiss him after all this time?) How much of that was acting? bc they've already met each other again so they can't just "be" themselves they need to meet each other & then they can be who they are. also funny how she is literally an fbi informant & she was mad that he was a cop

Finally back & able to finish this after like a week ugh & it's already 11.30 bc I couldn't wake up

JE: I’m telling you, man. He’s not the Ryan I know. And I’m not just talking about the haircut and the clothes. It’s like he’s a different dude. ((That's the point)) RC: That’s what he’s supposed to be. He’s in character. He’s Fenton. That’s good. JE: Yeah, but what if he’s not good enough? After seven years he’s gotta be rusty. And these Staten Island boys are no joke. ((That is a good argument...)) Don't want to clip this, but I COULD

Define Yonkers what if it was NOT bobby s tho?

So valid bestie (not clipping it but yeah I NEVER take my phone in when I go to confession. But why was it on when he handed it to liam?) "What'll the missus think?" you know what? I WILL clip this. he's such a Different Person

Bobby is SO pissed at fenton He knows... btw what is up with the accent? I can't tell but it's def there Who's Ben Gideon? Ah & there is where the mason brothers come into play

Wild Rover from the song he was always a rat lmao btw my man has some weird glass sculptures that are shaped like guns & it is,,, something alright Prodigal son? Irish catholics my beloved this is going to be clipped right here Liam SO wants to lol HOLY CRAP trust, brotherhood, fuck-ed-up-ed-ness, this is great. He looks so "hhhh" once he hugs him & liam is just there & omg sdjfah

That wink he gives to siobhan, I could clip that if I wasn't low on time

Clippin this tho If I wasn't watching this with my family I would have literally pulled out my bible from my jeanjacket pocket to find this verse but I knew what it was going to be. But seriously who has them memorized? I only have, like, three verses memorized IF that. this is the day that the lord has made let us rejoice and be glad in it psalm 118:4 & the lord said "let there be light" & light was made genesis 1:3 Only the wicked run when there is no-one chasing them; the righteous are as bold as a lion proverbs 28:1 except I didn't know the corresponding verse for that last one. & ofc everyone knows the corinthians one about love, 1:13, & that one from John (I had to look it up bc I didn;t know the quote nor the verse but thankfully it is famous enough that I got it) 3:16

Check it out, as you should.

What's between these two? Oh wait yeah it is the problem with Jordan. RC:Ah. Perhaps Bobby S had an accomplice. A cold-blooded, murderous sheep. 14 grand? wowie. Yeah THAT was too much fiber, it was DEF planted.

How do you communicate?

Also it has been a night already at least, where is fenton staying? where was he staying before he waltzed into the bar? transcript is incorrect, it is "you know" not "yo" but w/e. Also ryan my man why take off your hood now? Man could use a hat, probs one of those hats that all my irish canadian shetland canadian french canadian ukranian canadian metis fiddle friends wear, it would fit in fine

Esposito hkhjdfkghfjh reminder to myself: talk about the clip when u post it bc there is too much to talk about jshskdjfhskjdhfsjkfhs

He loves her, honestly. But don't kiss her He got her a toy at a ring toss uwu "unlike you" but don't kiss her oh thank goodness

lmao he says waceway not raceway ALL OF THE METRO CARDS!?

I like how they are all old-style phones EXCEPT for his who's fast eddie? Also Liam just standing there (man looks good tho, I like his shirt) & btw when DID ryan learn to play such good pool? (I feel bad for the audio director battling with the visual director over the pool balls) These two REALLY ARE friends who's keane? Also why is liam allowed his phone? & keane just said there WAS a rat, he might have said "u got a rat but you were wrong abt who it was" bobby's eyes what went ALL the way around, was that on purpose? bc that's heck of math there hit the head? Is that another version of hit the hay?

walking right in, I thought For Sure someone would be there NO WHAT IF IT IS THE WRONG SAFE OH NO THE MONEY IS WRONG HE'S GOING TO NOTICE oh thank goodness he didn't look over to see if the bible was there, but he KNOWS smth is up

*o'connell leaves from that same room* who calls someone sport except for dads? Take a ride? Jesus carrying his own cross Ok THAT was sus af, but I mean, if I was a drug supplier then I would also be scared, even if I was not an undercover pig.

(I thought that was the time he did the thing, you know, got the thing off of liam & made the connection, but in the next scene esposito is calling him, calling ryan's phone ofc but still)

Why did Jenny come here? Did they call her here? Love, my dude. Ah yes, not one single reason, many of them Ah HERE is esposito on the phone

I realized this the other day & didn't have access to tumblr & I wasn't even watching but Ryan/fenton Asks Liam Out Loud

fenton/ryan is so short compared to liam also I was SO excited seeing this scene bc I had seen it before in gifs & stuff

Ok so she got nabbed by the cops two days ago so fenton has only been back for two days? they totally could have made this a two part episode. Anyway my point was two days ago & suddenly fenton oconnell shows up mysteriously again & is talking with siobhan, of COURSE they know he's in on it

Oh to PROVE he knew nothing heck man this is a heck of a story (also if he pulled it out of his waistband u know he had no bullet in the chamber & safety on, so you SHOULD check the gun.)

My man would shoot bobby s? a man fenton considered to be a friend even if ryan was trying to take him down? Is that... legal?

Siobhan saying that is not helping his case (& he cocks the gun but he really should not, JUST IN CASE it was already cocked & had a bullet in the chamber, you could have just clogged the gun.) & the music is so good

So... so shoot him yeah lol ofc it was empty

Why r u just giving away your full name lol b'y idk if u can place em under arrest when it is liam, keane, bobby s, & some other ppl too & then also reverse pick pockets? voice so deep when he yells, love it, & calls him javi, I've seen a clip of this so I know it exists & I don't need to clip it myself but I'm tempted to. Maybe later if I don't have to give back these CDs as soon as I thought. Edit: found a clip

that moment of fear,,,, hoo

esposito's gun lol He just knows she's on the other side? Castle just there lmao

ngl I half expected ryan to kiss bobby s. Judas betrayed jesus with a kiss. (& for the last time, judas did not want jesus to die, he just wanted to get jesus away from this town bc there were problems brewing, judas was the finance guy of the disciples, he got mad about mary maggie using perfume on jesus's feet instead of selling it & giving the money to the poor, judas was not the evil double crosser ppl make him out to be) ryan looks almost sad sending bobby away & seeing siobhan. edit:

Also is it freaking dawn? Lucky ryan, changing back into a suit, not only that but a matching three piece suit. He is going overboard in that direction to feel more like himself instead of going no vest just tie or no tie just vest, or jeans no dress pants, or dress pants with a random jacket, this man wanted it to be on the far end of his style spectrum.

Castle & the football reminds me of that time castle Did Not catch the baseball & it crashed into smth & nobody acknowledged it

No like it-- what was it? What (from the diner) are you specifically apologizing for? The tone? not listening? What specifically was the apology in reference to?

Lady macbeth lol & that's why liam was so loyal even after this

No what is jordan ABOUT? Bro I thought james bonde & your dad's book inspired you to be a writer. Markiplier moments. Holding her <3 He remembers his name bc you told him bro

SOD: I was hoping you’d come. KR: I wanted to say goodbye this time. SOD: Goodbye makes me feel like I’ll never see you again. KR: You won’t. ((OOF)) *her face falls, but she knows it has to happen* KR: Tomorrow you’ll be in a new city. Have a new name. You’ll get to start over again. SOD: Why did you do this? Risk your life for me? KR: You know why. SOD, nodding sadly: This Kevin Ryan guy? I wish I would have met him sooner. KR: laughs She leans in to kiss his cheek. He knows he has to leave, and he doesn’t look back when he does. She sighs heavily before she gets back to packing

Also his coat with the collar like that? nice

Finally back home! lmao the music sdjfhsjdfskldfklsdjf clipping this now this is great & fun She's pregnant I'm so happy for them! I am afraid of the passage of time but I am so happy for them! hsdjakhsdkjhfjdh & they are so adorable

What a great great episode! It totally could have been a two-part-er imo, but the alexis kidnapping one took precedent & tbh that's valid. I just really enjoyed this one. As did most of the fandom.

[gattsuru]

I had to run by a Radio Shack on a few occasions for electronics components right up til their eventual closure.  They had the “electronics components” as a category, but they were largely supplying them from a small stack of cabinets, and not even all of that was populated, alongside maybe two or three types of ‘general starter electronics kit’.  Forget “building a radio”: the local place didn’t even have a full E6 resistors or magnet wire.  And their staff would be better trained to sell RC cars or cell phones (the latter of which was nearly half the store by 2012) than to answer even simple electronics questions.

((Note the lack of transformers even listed on those cabinets; at best they’d have a couple variable-voltage wall warts.))

Their online catalog was better in variety -- I got a lot of copper-plated boards during their going-out-of-business sale -- but it was nowhere near competitive with online sellers even before dropshipping ate the world.  In many cases you’d be looking at three- to five-fold markup over McMaster-Carr or DigiKey prices, even including shipping.

Which... kinda points to the issue with foone’s alternate proposal. A RadioShack trying to sell to hobbyist enthusiasts would have still had to compete with the internet, and hobbyists ended up being pretty fickle about large purchases, too, no matter how much brand loyalty they might have had at a day-to-day basis.

With good reason: those electronics components cabinets often had a 10-fold markup over buying the same from local used electronics shops or 20-fold from online vendors, but if you needed a D-25 or a stack of LEDs in a hurry you’d be willing to pay a couple bucks for the convenience.  And those really weren’t enough to keep the lights on or doors open at the scale -- even small family used electronics shops have to operate at a drastically different format.  Meanwhile, if you wanted to make even a moderately-complicated electronics circuit, you’d be looking at tens if not hundred of dollars in price differences between RadioShack’s local options and online sellers.

((And, separately, the modern education system had absolutely slaughtered any interest in low-level electronics pre-Arduino, and not just as primary or secondary school levels.  I’ve talked with post-grad EEs who hadn’t touched a component smaller than a NAND gate.  The internet has done amazing things for connectivity and community among hardware enthuisiasts, but we’re still a dying breed.))

But RadioShack’s pre-00s business model sold the small stuff like transformers and capacitors so that it could also sell the big stuff: sound systems, full radio kits, so on.  Even back in the 1980s, they were far more .  The point of selling mechanical keyboards, had they made it to today, wouldn’t be to sell a handful of 50-cent cherry switches for $3 each, but that they could sell a 50-buck mechanical keyboard kit for $200.  I think that would have been a more successful approach in retrospect... but it’d also be the sort of thing that would have been ‘successful’ on the scale of a few hundred stores at most, rather than the thousands that RadioShack was operating (and often locked into).

((They did sell Arduino and RaspberryPi-style kits, mostly MAKE magazine or Seeed-variant stuff, just around 2012-2013. But they were very much marketed at Young Children Educational Gifts rather than viable projects.))

Microcenter and some hardware stores have taken that approach, and they do exist -- though it’s still not their core focus so much as a way to drive other sales -- but they’re the sort of business that can only support a location or two per city, rather than the convenient strip-mall front that RadioShack aimed for.

Does anyone remember what happened to Radio Shack?

They started out selling niche electronics supplies. Capacitors and transformers and shit. This was never the most popular thing, but they had an audience, one that they had a real lock on. No one else was doing that, so all the electronics geeks had to go to them, back in the days before online ordering. They branched out into other electronics too, but kept doing the electronic components.

Eventually they realize that they are making more money selling cell phones and remote control cars than they were with those electronic components. After all, everyone needs a cellphone and some electronic toys, but how many people need a multimeter and some resistors?

So they pivoted, and started only selling that stuff. All cellphones, all remote control cars, stop wasting store space on this niche shit.

And then Walmart and Target and Circuit City and Best Buy ate their lunch. Those companies were already running big stores that sold cellphones and remote control cars, and they had more leverage to get lower prices and selling more stuff meant they had more reasons to go in there, and they couldn't compete. Without the niche electronics stuff that had been their core brand, there was no reason to go to their stores. Everything they sold, you could get elsewhere, and almost always for cheaper, and probably you could buy 5 other things you needed while you were there, stuff Radio Shack didn't sell.

And Radio Shack is gone now. They had a small but loyal customer base that they were never going to lose, but they decided to switch to a bigger but more fickle customer base, one that would go somewhere else for convenience or a bargain. Rather than stick with what they were great at (and only they could do), they switched to something they were only okay at... putting them in a bigger pond with a lot of bigger fish who promptly out-competed them.

If Radio Shack had stayed with their core audience, who knows what would have happened? Maybe they wouldn't have made a billion dollars, but maybe they would still be around, still serving that community, still getting by. They may have had a small audience, but they had basically no competition for that audience. But yeah, we only know for sure what would happen if they decided to attempt to go more mainstream: They fail and die. We know for sure because that's what they did.

I don't know why I keep thinking about the story of what happened to Radio Shack. It just keeps feeling relevant for some reason.

[rcsearch]

Why Checking Vehicle RTO Information Details Is Important

Vehicle RTO (Regional Transport Office) information is a critical resource for anyone who owns, buys, or sells a vehicle. This data provides detailed insights into a vehicle’s history and registration details, making it an essential step in ensuring transparency and avoiding potential pitfalls. Here’s why checking RTO vehicle information is crucial:

1. Verification of Ownership

One of the primary reasons to check RTO details is to verify the legal ownership of a vehicle. Whether you are buying a used car or resolving a dispute, RTO records confirm the registered owner’s name and other vital details, ensuring no fraudulent activities are involved.

2. Avoiding Fraudulent Transactions

In the used car market, instances of fraud are not uncommon. Unscrupulous sellers might attempt to sell stolen vehicles or vehicles with tampered registration numbers. By checking the RTO information, you can ensure the vehicle’s authenticity and avoid being scammed.

3. Accessing Vehicle History

RTO data often includes a record of past owners, accident history, and insurance claims. This information is invaluable for buyers looking to understand the condition and history of a used vehicle before making a purchase.

4. Ensuring Proper Documentation

Validating RTO information ensures all necessary documents, such as the Registration Certificate (RC), insurance, and pollution control certificate, are up to date. Missing or invalid documents can lead to legal complications and fines.

5. Calculating Resale Value

Accurate RTO details help determine a vehicle’s resale value. Buyers and sellers can use this information to negotiate a fair price based on the vehicle’s age, condition, and registration details.

6. Checking Loan or Hypothecation Status

Many vehicles are purchased through loans and remain under hypothecation until the loan is fully paid. RTO records can reveal if a vehicle is under hypothecation, helping buyers avoid potential issues with ownership transfer.

7. Compliance with Legal Requirements

Driving a vehicle with incorrect or outdated registration information can lead to fines or penalties. By regularly checking RTO details, you can ensure compliance with the law and avoid unnecessary hassles.

8. Assessing Tax and Fee Obligations

RTO records provide information about road tax, state transfer fees, and other dues. This is particularly useful for buyers moving a vehicle across states or ensuring there are no outstanding taxes on a used vehicle.

9. Tracking Stolen Vehicles

For law enforcement and buyers alike, RTO information is vital in identifying stolen vehicles. If a vehicle’s registration does not match its records, it may indicate theft or illegal activities.

10. Peace of Mind

Ultimately, having access to verified RTO vehicle information gives you confidence in your purchase, sale, or use of a vehicle. It ensures that you are fully aware of all relevant details and protected from potential legal or financial issues.

Conclusion

Checking RTO vehicle information is not just a formality; it is a crucial step in safeguarding your interests and ensuring a smooth transaction. Whether you are buying a used car, verifying ownership, or staying compliant with legal requirements, having accurate RTO details at your disposal can save you time, money, and unnecessary trouble. Make it a priority to check this information and enjoy a hassle-free vehicle ownership experience.

[carwiseindia]

Effortlessly Check RC Details Online with Carwise

Understanding the RC details (Registration Certificate details) is crucial while buying or selling a car. The RTO information vitally reveals the vehicle's ownership history, legal status, and any unpaid debts or liabilities. Carwise makes it simple to verify the RC status of your vehicle online and provides you with current, accurate RC information in a few easy clicks.

Why do you need to perform an RC search?

Both buyers and sellers must conduct an RC search to ensure the car is free of unreported legal problems. By looking up the RTO details, you may verify the validity of the car's registration and ownership history and whether there are any outstanding finances or penalties. While sellers can give prospective buyers transparency by offering clear, verifiable facts, used car purchasers can use an RC search to help verify the vehicle's trustworthiness.

Key reasons to check RTO details:

Check the ownership history: Find out if the vehicle has been in any previous accidents or has any legal issues.

Verify the validity of the registration: Verify that there are no outstanding taxes on the road and that the vehicle's registration is valid.

Clear of fraud: Avoid purchasing or selling a car with suspicious documentation to protect yourself.

How do you check RC status online?

It has never been simpler to check the RC status of your car online. It's easy to confirm important information without going to an RTO office, thanks to Carwise, which lets you obtain car RC records with just a few clicks. Here's how:

Visit the Carwise RC Search Page: Go to our dedicated RC search page, Carwise RC Search.

Enter Vehicle Information: Provide the vehicle’s registration number and other required details.

Submit Your Request: Once you submit the details, you’ll have instant access to the vehicle’s RC details, including the current status, registration date, and more.

What information can you find in the RC search?

The RC details provided by Carwise include:

Vehicle registration number: The official number that identifies your vehicle.

Owner details: The registered owner's name, along with any history of ownership transfers.

Registration date: When the vehicle was first registered with the RTO.

Vehicle type: The vehicle category (car, bike, etc.).

Engine and chassis number: Unique identifiers for the vehicle's engine and body, useful for verifying its authenticity.

Tax status: Check if any road tax is due or has been paid.

Benefits of using Carwise for RC search

Quick and easy access: Get all the necessary information without wasting time.

Accurate and up-to-date data: Our platform pulls the latest details directly from the RTO database.

User-friendly interface: Simple navigation makes it easy for anyone, even those who are not tech-savvy, to perform an RC search.

Why choose Carwise?

At Carwise, simplicity and transparency are our top goals. Our RC search tool ensures that you get accurate information without having to deal with the inconvenience of going to RTO offices, whether you buy a used car or need to verify the validity of your vehicle's documents.

By using Carwise's RC search tool, you can confidently make informed decisions about buying or selling vehicles, avoiding potential legal complications and fraud.

Conclusion

An RC search is essential to ensure a car complies with legal standards and has no hidden problems. Using Carwise vehicle information, you may quickly view all of the vehicle's RC details and check the RC status online. Do not buy a car without first confirming its validity; instead, rely on Carwise to offer the most trustworthy RC search service.

[bharatskytech]

Hobbywing Water Pump

For hobbyists and RC enthusiasts, finding the right components to enhance their vehicles’ performance is crucial. Among the essential parts, a reliable water pump plays a key role in maintaining optimum engine temperature and preventing overheating in RC boats and cars. The Bharatskytech Hobbywing Water Pump is designed specifically for this purpose, offering efficiency and durability for remote control systems.

In this blog post, we’ll take a closer look at what makes the Bharatskytech Hobbywing Water Pump an excellent choice for hobbyists and why it stands out from other water pumps in the market.

Key Features of the Bharatskytech Hobbywing Water Pump Compact and Lightweight Design One of the key advantages of this water pump is its compact size and lightweight structure. Designed to fit perfectly within the limited space of RC models, this pump minimizes extra weight, ensuring your vehicle remains agile and easy to control.

Durable Construction Built with high-quality materials, the Bharatskytech Hobbywing Water Pump is highly resistant to wear and tear. Whether you’re navigating through water or rough terrain, this pump can withstand harsh environments without compromising its functionality.

Efficient Water Flow The pump ensures smooth and consistent water flow to keep the engine cool. This is especially important for RC vehicles that are used for prolonged periods or under intense conditions, where heat management is crucial to avoid engine damage.

Easy Installation RC enthusiasts will appreciate how easy the Bharatskytech Hobbywing Water Pump is to install. Its plug-and-play design makes it accessible for beginners and pros alike, allowing you to upgrade your vehicle without the hassle of complicated modifications.

Low Power Consumption One of the standout features of this water pump is its energy efficiency. Despite delivering powerful performance, the pump operates on low power, ensuring that your RC vehicle’s battery life isn’t drained unnecessarily.

Why Choose the Bharatskytech Hobbywing Water Pump? Improved Engine Performance By keeping your RC vehicle’s engine cool, the Bharatskytech water pump directly contributes to better overall performance. A well-cooled engine ensures longer operational life, better speed, and more efficient power management during operation.

Wide Compatibility Whether you’re running an electric or nitro-powered RC vehicle, the Bharatskytech Hobbywing Water Pump is compatible with most models on the market. This flexibility makes it a versatile component for RC hobbyists who own multiple vehicles or plan to switch between different RC setups.

Cost-Effective Solution Investing in the Bharatskytech Hobbywing Water Pump is a cost-effective solution for RC enthusiasts looking to enhance their vehicle’s durability and performance. Given its long-lasting design and competitive pricing, it provides great value for money.

Customer Support and Warranty Bharatskytech offers excellent customer support and a reliable warranty, ensuring peace of mind for users. Whether you encounter issues or need assistance with installation, their support team is just a call away.

Conclusion The Bharatskytech Hobbywing Water Pump is a fantastic addition to any RC vehicle, offering durability, performance, and affordability. With its easy installation, low power consumption, and ability to maintain engine temperatures, this water pump is a must-have for any RC enthusiast looking to take their hobby to the next level.

[cow-stealin-gal]

Dang

I can’t imagine how rough it must’ve been

But reading about the bad teachers part reminded me about a similar experience.

Back in high school, I wanted to try out robotics, cuz at the time I either wanted to make something cool or make a functional walking robot. Maybe neither.

So I joined the robotics club, and jumped straight into coding with a partner…

First assignment, we had to build and program a model bot. It sounded easy at first, expect I knew Jack-shit about putting stuff together, much less coding a functional string. As such, my partner and I were far behind.

Fast forward to a month or so and the club entered the competition phase. They were designing and building complicated projects to win whatever themed games there were.

But for me, I was shuffled around.

I did little with wiring, and I slowly put pieces of a complex wheel with other students, except I hardly finished.

Last thing, I just whatever on the computers aftert that while the teams did their thing.

Later on, I did get to participate in a RC car building gig…I didn’t quite finish.

For now, I feel like most of this was me into putting in effort.

Until I met with a friend, they told me that many of the students who entered the robotics club left.

Because the teacher only allowed the top robotics students to do their thing, meanwhile the other students couldn’t do anything.

Meaning that I just stuck around without realizing what was going on.

Yes, this sounds like a clear case of naivety.

But I seriously remember seeing a lot more students when I first joined versus when I left.

I did enter technical courses, spoiler alert.

I flunked.

if we lived in a world where u had to do the career u were first interested in as a child what would u be doing, id be a firefighter

[kshitij1804]

Top Interactive Toys For Kids: Enhancing Playtime With Gesture-Controlled Fun

In today’s fast-paced digital world, keeping kids entertained with interactive and educational toys is more important than ever. Gesture-controlled toys, especially RC cars, have taken the market by storm, combining technology and fun for a more immersive play experience. These toys not only spark creativity but also improve coordination and problem-solving skills. In this blog, we’ll explore the top interactive toys that bring gesture-controlled fun to life and show you how these products can enhance your child's playtime.

Why Gesture-Controlled Toys Are the Future of Play Gesture-controlled toys use motion sensors to respond to the movements of a child’s hands, offering a new level of interaction that traditional toys can’t match. The integration of smart technology in toys like RC cars helps to create an immersive, hands-on experience that encourages kids to be more active and engaged during playtime.

These toys are designed to be intuitive, meaning that kids can start playing right away without needing to learn complicated controls. Whether it’s a stunt car, a robot, or a monster truck, gesture-controlled toys offer endless fun. Check out the Remote-Controlled Transformable Robot Car, which combines the excitement of a car and robot in one.

Exploring Gesture-Controlled RC Cars RC cars have always been a popular choice for kids, and the addition of gesture-control takes the excitement to a new level. These cars can be steered, flipped, and spun around with just the wave of a hand. The thrill of controlling a car with simple gestures adds a futuristic twist to a classic toy, offering hours of interactive play.

The Remote-Controlled Stunt Drifting Car is a fantastic example of a toy that takes full advantage of gesture controls. With its ability to perform jaw-dropping spins and flips, this car will captivate any child and keep them entertained for hours. Gesture-controlled RC cars not only entertain but also help improve hand-eye coordination and motor skills, making them a great educational tool.

The Benefits of Gesture-Controlled Tanks and Trucks For kids who love a bit of adventure and off-road excitement, gesture-controlled tanks and monster trucks offer an action-packed alternative to standard RC cars. These robust toys are built to handle tough terrains and obstacles, making them perfect for outdoor play. The ability to control these vehicles through gestures adds an extra layer of excitement and makes playtime even more dynamic.

The Remote-Controlled Tank allows kids to navigate challenging landscapes with ease, while the Remote-Controlled 4WD Off-Road Monster Truck offers thrilling off-road stunts. These toys teach children how to maneuver through obstacles and think strategically, providing a balance of fun and learning.

Enhancing Creativity and Imagination with Transformable Toys One of the most exciting aspects of gesture-controlled toys is their ability to transform and change shape, adding even more layers to imaginative play. Transformable RC cars and robots combine multiple toys in one, allowing children to switch between different modes of play without needing separate toys. For example, the Remote-Controlled Transformable Robot Car can go from a sleek, fast car to a powerful robot with a simple gesture. This dual function encourages creativity, as kids can imagine themselves in different scenarios, from racing on tracks to battling with robots. These toys spark a child’s imagination and allow for endless storytelling possibilities. Conclusion Gesture-controlled toys like RC cars, tanks, and monster trucks provide an exciting, interactive way for kids to enjoy playtime. These toys don’t just entertain; they also help develop important skills like hand-eye coordination, problem-solving, and creativity. By offering gesture-controlled technology, these toys give children the power to control their playtime like never before. Ready to take playtime to the next level? Explore our collection of RC Cars today and find the perfect interactive toy for your child. Whether it’s the Remote-Controlled Stunt Drifting Car or the Remote-Controlled 4WD Off-Road Monster Truck, we have something that will bring fun, learning, and excitement to your child’s world.

[itzeasy]

A Closer Look at the Buyer's Role in a Smooth Car Ownership Transfer

In the realm of automotive transactions, the process of transferring car ownership is a crucial and often intricate affair. From sellers eager to part ways with their vehicles to buyers looking to embark on a new journey, the seamless transition of ownership is a shared goal. In this blog, we'll delve into the intricacies of the buyer's role in ensuring a smooth car ownership transfer.

Understanding the Buyer's Responsibility:

Thorough Documentation:

When it comes to transferring car ownership, paperwork is the cornerstone. The buyer plays a pivotal role in ensuring that all necessary documents are in order. This includes the original sales invoice, insurance papers, pollution under control (PUC) certificate, and the Registration Certificate (RC). Proper scrutiny and verification of these documents are imperative for a hassle-free transfer process.

Verification of Seller's Documents:

Beyond their own documentation, buyers must also verify the authenticity of the seller's credentials. This step is crucial to prevent any potential legal entanglements in the future. Confirming the seller's identity through a government-issued ID and ensuring the accuracy of the information on the RC are essential aspects of due diligence.

Ensuring No Outstanding Dues:

Buyers must ensure that the vehicle they are acquiring doesn't come with any pending financial obligations. This involves checking for outstanding loans, unpaid taxes, or any other dues tied to the vehicle. Failing to do so may result in unexpected liabilities for the new owner.

Transfer of Insurance:

The buyer needs to facilitate the transfer of insurance from the seller's name to theirs. This ensures continuity in coverage and protects the buyer from any unforeseen incidents. It is advisable to coordinate with the insurance provider to smoothly transition the policy to the new owner.

Visit to the RTO:

The Regional Transport Office (RTO) is the governing body overseeing vehicle registrations. The buyer is responsible for visiting the RTO to initiate the ownership transfer process officially. This involves submitting the necessary documents and paying the requisite fees. The buyer should be aware of the specific procedures and timelines set by the respective RTO.

Benefits of a Smooth Car Ownership Transfer:

A seamless car ownership transfer not only benefits the buyer but also the seller. It mitigates the risk of legal complications, ensures the continuity of insurance coverage, and provides a clear transition of responsibilities. Additionally, a well-executed ownership transfer contributes to a positive overall experience for both parties involved in the transaction.

In conclusion, the buyer's role in a smooth car ownership transfer is pivotal for a successful and stress-free transaction. Diligent documentation, verification of seller credentials, addressing outstanding dues, facilitating insurance transfer, and complying with RTO procedures are key responsibilities that contribute to the overall efficiency of the process.

[squirrelgarden]

presents

I have been making so many things for Christmas! I learned crochet and made an acorn top beret for one of the kids to wear, I learned screen printing with my cricut to make 19 tshirts for the family picture, I've been baking cookies, making toilet paper roll gnomes, my cricut has been busy making personalized shirts, and my 3d printer has been going nonstop! I made some wall art and now I'm printing rubber band cars for my grandson because he loves experiments so he can figure out which car design is faster and about kinetic energy in rubber bands. Don't worry he also got a huge dune buggy rc car thats batteries are charged and ready to go! I'm also trying to make an alien head granny square purse but that one is a little more complicated and may not get done. But I did get squirrel garden calendars done!

[seat-safety-switch]

I think we all have that family member we don’t want to see at the big functions. Family reunions. Family cookouts. Family feuds with a rival family over the distribution of methamphetamine in the tri-state area. Family funerals. Family violent reprisals shattering the peace of an otherwise calm suburban neighbourhood which had thought that it could just ignore the fact that a predator was living in their midst. Family bowling night.

In the past, I’ve told you about my squabbles with my incredibly rich cousin from the old country, Blyat Safety-Switch. He drapes himself in the most exquisite clothes, flies first class everywhere, and pays a person to wash his car for him. That last one is a little confusing to me, but I’m assured that very rich people opt to forego the simple pleasures of the hands in order to attend more business meetings. Yeah, he’s a real dick, and I don’t care if my mom reads this one and phones me up super angry in the morning. He’s not in this story.

Closer to home is what I would call the “less extended” section of the clan. When I was a young kid, my older cousin Mort and I would work on RC cars together, only to inevitably crank up the current a little bit too far and blow up the primitive batteries of the era. Sure, you could break open disposable cameras, remove the flash capacitor, and improve your thirty-foot times, but we had no money, and the tourists had long stopped coming by our neighbourhood once that issue of Time Magazine about our living conditions faded into memory. Mort and I had to come up with a new source of energy, and unfortunately at that time Mort had gotten the internet.

You see, back then the internet was full of bullshit. Not like today, where that bullshit is precision-engineered by an interlocking matrix of advanced computers and bad-faith foreign operatives. No, back then it was just made by bored people. Or at least mentally ill ones. Mort would download all these textfiles from BBSes, and then he would excitedly tell me about the things he had found with the help of his trusty Apple III+. You can make napalm in a microwave using styrofoam. You can make napalm in a microwave using gasoline and a kitchen sponge. You can clean a microwave before your parents come home using a combination of lemon juice, baking soda, and a toothbrush.

So what happened to Mort? He’s gainfully employed now, at a complicated office job that involves using Excel to save all of humanity. In other words, he’s still a sucker. And if he comes to Maw-Maw’s cookout this weekend, he still owes me a Tamiya Lunchbox.

[batteryagentaus]

How to Select an Auto Battery: Some Ideas for You

Consider yourself and your buddies having fun and deciding to stop for a picture opportunity while you're all riding in the fantastic automobile you've always wanted. You take a lot of selfies, and when you go back in your vehicle, the dashboard caution light is flashing and it won't start. You can still clearly remember the day a few days ago when you went to get a new automobile battery.

Since the battery is a crucial component of a complicated system created and constructed to provide energy to your wheels, you can't just go out and buy any old battery and expect that it will keep your vehicle operating smoothly. You must be familiar with the fundamentals of battery jargon in order to choose the appropriate battery for your vehicle. Ampere-hour rating (Ah), craning amps (CA), cold craning amps (CCA), and reserve capacity (RC) are the four main measurements. While 12V is the norm for automotive electrical systems, it is not a requirement for motorcycle electrical systems. For older bikes, 9V systems are still available, although 12V is now the norm. You may choose the best battery supplier in brisbane there for it.

By looking at the battery's ampere-hour rating, you may determine how long it can sustain a certain current. A battery can store more energy the more ampere-hours (Ah) it has. A fast input of high-amperage current for a brief length of time is required to overcome the stationary engine's inertia and start it firing while being spun by hand.

Now that we are familiar with the terminology, we can go on to choose the best battery for your gadget.

The Owner's Manual that comes with every automobile explains how to do routine maintenance procedures like changing the oil and rotating the tyres. There, you may discover the battery's ampere-hour capacity, CA and CCA ratings, and size. The top or body of the current battery may be utilised to determine all pertinent ratings in the absence of the Owner's Manual. You can anticipate the proper quality when you choose the car battery Brisbane service.

Never choose a battery that has a lower Ah rating than the one you're replacing or the one the manual suggests. You'll struggle to start it, especially if you attempt to do it in the cold. As a result, the battery life will also suffer.

A battery with a greater Ah rating will still work, but going any higher may cause the charging to take longer and put more strain on the alternator.

If you live where the temperature may drop quite a bit, choose a battery with a higher CCA rating.

A large reserve capacity battery will be useful for keeping the lights and vehicle going for a bit longer if the alternator in your automobile ever stops functioning.

Double-check the battery's size to be safe. Although the vast majority of battery mounts and battery boxes are standardised, you must still ensure that the mount or box you choose is the appropriate size for your automobile.

If you want to do your own car maintenance, a battery with integrated grips or loops is a preferable choice.

The battery types that are most readily accessible are lead acid and dry cell batteries. Compared to dry cell batteries, lead acid batteries are more costly and have a shorter lifespan. A vehicle battery typically lasts three to four years in India. You can be sure that a battery is in excellent condition if you purchase it during the first six months of its production. If the original battery stops functioning properly within the warranty period, you may simply receive a new one by keeping the Warranty Card in a secure place.

Author Bio: For the battery suppliers in brisbane David is a professional writer having the specific ideas for the same.

[thaneweb]

4 wheeler RC Registrations certificate in Mumbai-How to Get a Duplicate Registration Certificate?

The registration certificate (RC) is an essential document for legally driving a vehicle in India. It verifies that the car is registered with the government authorities. However, if you happen to lose your RC, there's no need to panic. In this article, we will guide you through the process of applying for a duplicate RC. We will provide step-by-step instructions and highlight important tips to help you navigate the procedure smoothly.

1: Importance and Details of an RC

The significance of an RC as a legal document.

Essential information included in an RC, such as registration number, date of registration, year of manufacture, vehicle type, seating capacity, engine number, and chassis number.

Introduction of smart card RCs, leveraging technology for convenience.

2: Validity and Renewal of an RC 

The validity period of an RC, which is typically 15 years from the date of purchase.

The process of renewing the RC after the initial registration period expires.

The issuance of a temporary RC at the time of purchase, valid for one month.

3: Applying for a Duplicate RC 

Reporting the loss of RC to the nearest police station and providing necessary details.

Obtaining a challan stating the loss of the RC.

Acquiring Form 26, an application for a duplicate certificate of registration.

Securing a no-objection certificate from the financing agency (if applicable).

Getting Form 26 endorsed by the registering authority in the Regional Transport Office (RTO).

Collecting essential documents, including identity proof, photographs, address proof, valid insurance, pollution under control certificate, and an affidavit on stamp paper.

Submitting the documents to the RTO Superintendent.

Verifying and attesting identity proof at the Assistant Regional Transport Office (ARTO).

Paying the required fee and obtaining a receipt from ARTO.

Presenting the receipt to the superintendent at the RTO office for verification and signing.

Collecting an acknowledgment slip with the expected date of receiving the duplicate RC.

4: Importance of Timely RC Replacement 

Emphasizing the significance of the RC as a crucial document.

Advising against delays in the process to avoid potential complications.

Conclusion

Losing your vehicle's RC can be stressful, but with the right steps and guidance, you can easily apply for a duplicate RC. Remember the importance of this document and avoid any unnecessary delays in the replacement process.

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