#nigel crane

[ilkkawhat]

I know I’m slow on the uptake on this but I’ve been doing a csi rewatch and it just clicked that the random citizen that submitted the crime stopper thing that Nick felt invaded his privacy was the stalker. Wow, how did I never process that lol

honestly...i never made that connection either...I always just thought it was literally just a random person that nick was kind to cause which granted, i know he's probably kind to pretty much everybody but man nigel would totally hold that over his head too, "i'm the one who recognized you for who you really are and all the good that goes unnoticed" etc while also pretending like he's the same way, seeing the good in people when we all know nigel takes that uh...in the wrong direction lol

maybe that's even how his first tape, or at least one of the first tapes started, with him fawning over that crime stopper article bragging about how he did that for nick (and maybe making a passive aggressive comment that nick hasn't thanked him for it yet)

[ratsarescary]

Echoes vol 5 will be like this I think

[ll-but-its-random]

At this point, they're CORRECT quotes

Marina: Phiri Dun-Ra really hates us. Six: Yeah, maybe she’s homophobic. Marina: We’re not gay. Six: We’re not? --- Einar: Ugh, there’s always that weak bitch in the group who isn’t down with murder *glares at Caleb*. Caleb: Well, sorry I have morals! --- Nine: I don’t have anger issues! Do you guys think I have anger issues? Nigel: Well, I mean, I wouldn’t exactly call it an issue. An issue is something you can fix. --- Ella: It’s very sad to see Five so... decrepit and weak. John: No, it’s not. It’s about time he ate shit. --- Ivan: How come whenever I have fun, it’s considered wrong? Adam: People die when you have fun. --- Setrakus Ra: My own people thought I was a monster. Setrakus Ra: They were right of course, but it still hurt. --- Five: You can all go to HELL! Five: Except you Ran, you’re great. --- John: Could you be anymore annoying? Nine: I’m actually holding back right now.

[simpforsix]

Nine: Alright, if you get caught, what are you going to do to get out of it?

Caleb: Mansplain

Isabela: Manipulate

Ran: Manslaughter

Kopano: Malewife

Nigel: Manwhore

[bridgertontournaments]

Bridgerton Character Tournament : Round 1 Match 6

[gimmiesophiebaek]

Spirits Ch. 21-23

Haven’t updated as of late but three chapters are now up!

And now Chapter 24 is up!

[kip-loric]

I ship Cagel because of the parallels 🙃

[bisexual-coffee-addict]

something i threw together at 2 am last night

Legacies Reborn as Vines :D

[themcrarchive]

MCR for @rocksound Issue 65, October 2004 🩸 #Revenge20

📸 via Nigel Crane

[hidekomoon]

Paramore album redesigns: Paramore (2013)

i used photos by nigel crane

[svnnyd4ys]

more sfth plays as Richard Siken quotes

if anyone wants me to explain why i chose these quotes just lmk and i'll like do an analysis or smth!!

plays 12-22~

BUS. "He's pointing at you with a glass of milk as if he's trying to tell you there is some sort of shining star buried deep inside you, and he has to dig it out with a knife." (the dislocated room - Crush)

ALL EYES ON NIGEL "Let's say the Devil is played by two men. We'll call them both Jeff. Dark hair, green eyes, white teeth, pink tongues- they're twins. The one on the left has gone bad in the middle and the other one on the left is about to. As they wrestle, you can tell that they have forgotten about God, and they are very hungry." (you are Jeff - Crush)

NO! I'VE ALWAYS LOVED THAT CARAVAN "The hunter's son watches the hunter. The hunter paints more rings onto his glasses. Everything is a target, says the hunter. No matter where you look. The hunter's son says nothing, and closes his eyes." (the stag and the quiver - War of the Foxes)

WET, WILD & WORRISOME "The fisherman's son knows nothing worth stealing. Perhaps, perhaps. He once put a cat in a cardboard box, but she got out anyway. He once had a brother he lost to the sea. Brother, dead brother, who speaks to him in dreams. These are a few things worth saying." (war of the foxes - War of the Foxes)

THE CARDBOARD STEGOSAURUS "I wanted to fall down right there, but I knew you wouldn't catch me because you're dead. I swallowed crushed ice and pretended it was glass and you're dead. Ashes to ashes. You wanted to be cremated, so we cremated you and you wanted an adventure so I ran and I knew you wouldn't catch me. You are a fever I am learning to live with, and everything is happening at the wrong end of a very long tunnel." (straw house, straw dog - Crush)

THE INGREDIENTS "The sooner you embrace it, the sooner it will leave you. Okay. The bruise: milk-yellow. You are what you cover up." (glue - War of the Foxes)

THE EXCITED CHINCHILLA "You wanted happiness, I can't blame you for that, and maybe a mouth sounds idiotic when it blathers on about joy but tell me you love this, tell me you're not miserable." (seaside improvisation - Crush)

THE PRIME MINISTER'S FIRST DAY "Every morning the same big and little words all spelling out desire, all spelling out You will always be alone and then you will die. So maybe I wanted to give you something more than a catalogue of non-definitive acts, something other than desperation." (litany in which certain things are crossed out (GOATED) - Crush)

THE LEFTENMOST WINDOW "The voice wants to be a hand and the hand wants to do something useful. What did you really want? Someone to pass this with me. You wanted more. I wanted what everyone wants. He raises the moon on a crane for effect, cue the violins. That's what the violins are for. And yes, he raises the moon on a crane and scrubs it until it shines. So what does it shine on? Nothing. Was there no one else? Left-handed truth, right-handed truth, there's no pure way to say this." (unfinished duet - Crush)

THE NEIGHBOUR'S UNDER THE BED "I wanted to explain myself in an understandable way. I gave shape to my fears and made excuses. I varied my velocities, watched myself sleep. Something's not right about what I'm doing but I'm still doing it-" (birds hover the trampled field - War of the Foxes)

THE MILKMAN "More love streaming out the wrong way, and I don't want to be the kind that says the wrong way. But it doesn't work, these erasures, this constant refolding of pleats. There were some nice parts, sure, all lemondrop and mellonball, laughing in silk pyjamas and grains of sugar on the toast, love love or whatever, take a number. I'm sorry it's such a lousy story." (litany in which certain things are crossed out - Crush)

[elitehanitje]

NO Collision SPOILER ONLY BTS RECAP

I won't say anything about the episode or spoil it; however, I want to talk about the behind-the-scenes moments before/during/after the episode, which I found interesting.

Everyone knows Dynamite and Collision were taped in Cardiff, Wales. The crowds and fans were great, and the arena was at full capacity.

After Dynamite, Bryan Danielson signed some posters, took some selfies, and chatted with some of the fans near the ramp. He stood on the stage and started the Yes chant. Meanwhile, we could hear Tony Schiavone ask a crew for something. He then asked his name and thanked him. He's such a sweet guy 🥰.

Bobby Cruise walked out and informed the audience that right now they were going to tape Collision and asked everyone not to go home. Saw many audiences walking around hurriedly, so I don't think they went home but were going to the restrooms. The audience drank a lot of beers, so obviously they needed to go to the toilets.

Arkady Aura came out and greeted the crowds and asked whether they had fun. Tony Khan (with black framed glasses, whooo hooo!) then walked out and the fans cheered. He gave a speech about how special this has been to have the first shows of Dynamite and Collision in Cardiff. He thanked everyone and seemed to be moved that everyone was cheering and chanting his name. It was nice to see him looking very happy 🤩.

We could hear Nigel McGuinness frantically looking for his notes, asking where they were. There were some paper shuffles while Schiavone helped him or something, it wasn't that clear. But Nigel was polite about it, although a bit panicky. Schiavone informed him that his own notes haven't been brought as well, so I guess that is what he was asking before.

Arkady introduced Bryce Remsburg and the crowd cheered. They finally started the match with The Conglomeration and The Undisputed Kingdom. Orange Cassidy was funny during the match, it was enjoyable.

After the match, Aubrey Edwards came out. She waved to the audience, and everyone waved back. She then posed flirty and then wiggled her butt along with Arkady. They danced and laughed together. I thought they were so cute and funny. The Ring Crew Chief Birdman cleaned the ring with the crews/roadies. He wiped the posts and the ropes while Aubrey and Arkady danced. The crowd chanted Aubrey's name.

During intermission, Schiavone said that Lexy Nair was waiting in the back to interview someone. However, because the segment was taped, they didn't go to her. Instead, we could hear him chatting with Nigel. By the way, Nigel was HILARIOUS in this episode.

Schiavone then said "Welcome back" but he flubbed his line and cursed. "Shit, can I start over again?" So, he started again which I found super interesting because I didn't expect it would be like that. What would happen if the show was LIVE? But he then managed to recover and smoothly said the thing he had to say.

Arkady came out again, still entertaining the crowd and asking how everyone was doing to kill some time while the roadies and crews set things up for the next segment. I thoroughly enjoy this behind-the-scenes stuff, it's like watching how a movie is made.

The camera movements were pretty nice, especially the ones with the tracking shot and the crane shot so we could see the size of the audience and feel the energy. The crowd was great and really hyped.

Americans probably gonna hate this, but the Cardiff crowd was against a popular face wrestler and rooting for a heel, but it was a really good vibe and it's nice to see the crowd was super into it. Personally, I think the heel deserved the appraisal.

Birdman was in the ring and started to run to each post and the crowd loved it. During a match, the crowd sang and chanted a lot - it was obvious they were enjoying the match, which is kinda ironic because if this was in the USA, the crowd probably was gonna be meh (vibe-wise) because of the wrestlers or who performed.

Referee Rick Knox came out and everyone was so happy to see him. He was also a gentleman as he opened up the ropes so Arkady could climbed into the ring. She complimented the crowd for being awesome. I do notice that the front row seats were a bit far from the railings, so some of the audience stood there behind the railings, obstructing the views from other audience, but it seemed they didn't mind and were generally pretty chilled.

At the end of the episode, everyone was chanting "All-In!"

Arkady thanked the audience and the crowd for coming and told them to go home safely. Everyone clapped their hands and still buzzed with excitement.

[ratsarescary]

Meanwhile he gives him hints that he likes him while talking

[ll-but-its-random]

Nigel and Ran @ Caleb

[simpforsix]

Nine: So how long have you had feelings for Caleb?

Nigel: How did you know that?

Nine: It's one of my Legacies. I can detect even the most subtle of social cues.

Nigel: Really?

Nine: No. It's obvious!

[razzlerdazzler]

Hey! Mind if I have a Warrick Brown x reader where she gets pushed out of the window and injured by Nigel Crane instead of nick in season 2?

Falling

@micheleamidalajedi Sorry it took so long, I hope you like it :)

Pairing: Warrick X Reader

Warnings: hurt/comfort, hospital

“Hey babe, did you read what they wrote about Nick?” You ask with a smile on your face and the department’s newsletter in your hand as you walk towards your boyfriend in the break room. He looks up at you with a smile as you put the newsletter on the table so he can read it as you sit in the chair next to him as he eats his lunch. He smiles and nods as he looks down at the newsletter. “Greg showed me it earlier, seems like our Nick has become quite the celebrity.” he chuckles as he takes a bite out of his sandwich.

 You chuckle and nod,”it’s kind of weird seeing him be called a crime stopper considering that’s what we do for a living, but I'm happy that he’s getting the recognition that he deserves.” Warrick smiles and nods and finishes his sandwich. “Let’s just hope that it doesn’t go to his head,” he jokes. “Yeah, we don’t want to inflate his ego more than it already is.” He gets up from his chair and throws his trash away.

As he starts walking back towards the table, he asks, “I was wondering if you wanted to go to dinner with me tonight, there’s a restaurant that just opened up a few blocks from here that I've been dying to take you to.” You smirk as you watch him get closer towards the table, but instead of sitting back down in his chair he puts his hand on the table and leans down towards you until both of your faces are only inches apart. You smirk and look over towards the doorway and make sure that nobody’s coming into the break room, and then look back towards him.

You quickly look down at his soft lips before making eye contact with him again and you smile as you lean in and give him a quick, gentle peck on his cheek instead of his lips. “Sounds like a date,” you say with a teasing smirk as you pull away. He groans and hides his face in your shoulder with a chuckle. “You little tease, I'm gonna get you back for that later.” You smirk as he pulls his face away from your shoulder and stands back up, “I'm sure you will.” You say before you see Gil enter the break room.

“Hey, I need you two to head down to a possible suspects house for the Jane Galloway case and bring him in so we can ask him a couple of questions.” You nod, “she’s the stalker case correct?” Gil nods, “we figured out that her killer had to have had access to her house voluntarily so we’re suspecting that somebody from a utility company did it. We looked through her bills and found that the last utility person who came to her house was a man named Nigel Crane who works at Luna Cable.” He gives you both the man’s address and walks back towards his office. Warrick looks over at you, “let’s head out.”

You nod and follow him towards the van and get strapped into the passenger seat while he takes the driver's seat. Soon you’re both off towards Nigel’s house. During the drive you both remain in a comfortable silence as you think about the case. That is until you come to a weird realization and you look over at Warrick who’s focused on driving. “Hey isn’t Luna Cable the same company that did work on Nick’s tv?” Warrick glances over at you before turning his eyes back to the road. “Yeah it is now that I think about it,” he glances over at you again. “Do you think it’s a coincidence?”

You stare out at the road worriedly, “I hope so.” You suddenly feel warmth on your thigh and you look down to see Warrick's hand gently squeezing your thigh in a comforting manner. You look over towards him and see him staring at the road as he continues to drive. “Don’t worry sweetheart, I'm sure everything will be fine, it’s probably just a coincidence.” You smile at his comforting words and you can feel your worry wash away. You relax into your seat and gently put your hand over his and gently squeeze it with a small smile. “Thank you.” He smiles and glances over at you, “don’t mention it sweetheart.”

Soon, after another couple of minutes of comforting silence you reach Nigel Crane’s house. Warrick parks the van on the side of the road and you both get out and look at the house. “Well this is the place,” you say as you both start to walk down the driveway towards the house. As you get closer to the front door Warrick puts an arm in front of you, signaling for you to stop. You look over at him confused, “what’s wrong?” He points towards the front door, causing you to notice that it’s slightly ajar. You both look over at each other worriedly and prepare for the worst.

You walk towards the ajar door and knock on it, “Nigel Crane?” You call out with no response. You both glance at each other before Warrick opens the door further and you both take a step inside the house and you immediately notice that most of the lights are out and it’s completely quiet. “Nigel Crane are you here? We’re with the police, we’ve got some questions, we need to ask you about Jane Galloway!” Warrick calls out in the quiet house but he doesn’t get a response.

You look over at him confused, “maybe he’s not home?” Warrick glances around the room, “maybe, let's check all of the rooms just in case.” You nod as you both search around the first floor of the house and meet at the stairs leading to the second floor. “Maybe he’s upstairs taking a nap?” You suggest sarcastically. Warrick looks over at you with a smile. “Even after we’ve been calling out for him?” You smirk and shrug, “maybe he’s a heavy sleeper?” Warrick chuckles and shakes his head before you both head upstairs. You both continue to check the rooms but they’re all empty.

“Maybe he’ll be back later?” You suggest and Warrick nods. “I’ll call Gil and let him know that we can’t find him.” You nod as Warrick takes his phone out and tries to call Gil, but with no success. “Huh, guess the reception is bad in here,” he says. He nods over towards the balcony that one of the rooms seems to have. “I’ll try calling him out there and see if it's any better.” You nod as he walks out to the balcony and you look around the empty hallway, and notice that you both missed a room. You walk towards the door and quietly open it and look inside, only to see a large bed and a couple of dressers. “Huh, this must be the main bedroom,” you say to yourself as you take a couple of steps inside.

As you walk into the room you feel your body freeze and your eyes widen in surprise when you immediately notice what looks to be blood stains on the carpet. As you walk further into the room cautiously, and follow the blood stains you notice that the stains lead to a trash can that’s right beside the window. You walk towards the trash can and squat down and look inside of it, only to see a latex glove covered in blood. You suddenly hear a sound right behind you, but before you can turn your head to look at the figure or call out for Warrick you feel yourself being grabbed and thrown out the window.

It feels like the world slows down as you fall, like everything is moving in slow motion. You feel weightless as you fall, but you don’t even have enough time to scream before you feel the impact of the cold, hard ground. The next thing you know all you can feel is unbearable pain as your body crashes into the ground. You feel your chest burn with the feeling of the wind getting knocked out of you, and you see dots in your vision from the impact. Tears start to form in your eyes from the pain, causing your vision to get blurry.

“Y/N!” You hear Warrick scream your name, but his voice sounds distant, like he miles away. Through all of the pain you’re somehow able to find yourself turning your head, and through your blurry vision you can see Nigel Crane get in his car and drive off as Warrick sprints towards you at full speed until he finally gets to you. He drops to his knees as he reaches you, quickly assessing the state that you’re in. “Shit,” he whispers to himself as he sees the state you’re in, causing you to finally try to move your head down so you can try and see just how badly you’re hurt.

Warrick notices and quickly moves one of his hands to your chin, so that you’re looking at him instead. When you make eye contact with him you can see that his eyes are full of worry and fear for your well-being. “Keep your eyes focused on me sweetheart,” He whispers, trying to keep you from looking at your injured body. You feel the tears in your eyes finally cascade down your cheeks as you whimper in pain, “everything hurts Warrick.” He gently wipes some of the tears off of your face, his voice shaky as he replies, “I know sweetheart, I know it hurts.”

He shakily grabs his police radio and talks into it. “Dispatch, requesting evac, officer down, we need emergency medical services.” He tells them your location and within seconds the dispatcher on the radio says, “backup and emergency medical services are on their way.” He places the police radio down, and turns all of his attention back towards you. “You hear that sweetheart? They’re on their way, everything’s gonna be okay.” His voice cracks through the middle of his sentence as tears of his own come to his eyes, causing your heart to shatter into a million pieces at the sight of him so worried and upset. He gently cups your face in his hands.  “Y-you’re gonna be okay,” he reassures you, but it sounds like he’s trying to reassure himself as well that you’ll be fine.

Your hand shakily moves to cup his cheek, “I-I guess we won’t be able to go on that date tonight huh?” Warrick chuckles ruefully and moves his hand to cover yours on his cheek. “D-don’t worry, we’ll go on that date later, when you get better.” You giggle sadly as well even though your chest burns every time you talk or take a deep breath. “I-I don’t think i’m gonna be able to make it to that date either way,” His breath catches at your words and shakes his head as tears run down his face faster and faster. “Don’t say that sweetheart, you’ll be fine,” 

As soon as he finishes his sentence, you can faintly hear sirens in the distance, the sound of them getting closer and closer almost like a sign of hope in your time of need. Warrick smiles gently as the sounds of the sirens get closer. “See?” He says shakily. “They’re almost here sweetheart, you’re gonna be okay.” He gently runs his fingers through your hair, a gesture which has comforted you both multiple times in the past whenever either of you were upset or stressed. The sirens sound like they’re almost to you now. You smile up weakly at him and gently wipe some of the tears running down his face while he keeps his hand on top of yours as you feel yourself start to get sleepy. “I love you,” you whisper, knowing that this might be the last time you can say it to him.

His eyes widen at your words and he realizes what you’re trying to say. “I-I love you too sweetheart, y-you’re going to be okay.” At this point tears are streaming down his face as he continues to shakily run his fingers through your hair. He leans down and gently kisses your forehead as your eyes start to close. The last things you hear are the sirens getting extremely loud and Warrick sobbing. “Come on Y/N you can’t die on me, I-I need you. I can’t and don’t want to think about a life without you in it, I-I’ve still got so much I want to say to you and show you. Please, I love you.” And then everything fades away.

As you slowly rouse from your dreamless slumber, the first thing you notice is the sound of steady beeping and the buzzing sound of fluorescent lights. As your body and mind slowly continue to wake up, the next thing you notice is the smell of antiseptic. The next thing you notice is the feeling of a mattress under you, and what feels like a thin blanket covering you up to your midsection. And finally, before you open your eyes you notice the feeling of something large and warm on top of your hand. It feels familiar, like you’ve felt it somewhere before.

You slowly open your eyes and take in your surroundings and realize that you’re in a room at the hospital. How long have you been here? How long have you been out? How badly hurt are you? Is Warrick okay? You feel your rushing thoughts come to a screeching halt at the thought of him and you feel your blood run cold. Is he okay? Is he safe? Oh god what if something happened to him after you passed out. The beeping on the heart monitor starts to spike as you continue thinking about Warrick and if he’s okay.

Your racing thoughts come to a pause when you feel something squeeze your hand and hear his soft voice. “Y/N?” You slowly look over to the left side of your bed and you finally see him. Warrick’s sitting in a chair right by your bed, His hand on top of yours. His eyes are wide and filled with surprise, happiness, and what looks to be tiredness? There are bags under his eyes. “W-Warrick?” you hoarsely call out to him.

Tears come to his eyes as you say his name and he gently squeezes your hand. “Y-You’re awake!” He smiles happily as tears run down his face, “how do you feel right now? Are you in any pain?” He asks, and you try to respond but your throat feels scratchy and dry as you try to talk, like you’ve been out in the desert for days without even a sip of water. He quickly notices and grabs a glass of water off of a little desk by your bed and gently raises the glass to your lips as you take multiple refreshing sips from the cup. When you’re done drinking he places the glass back down on the desk and turns back towards you.

Warrick smiles down gently at you, “i’m so happy that you’re awake, everybody was worried about you, The doctors weren’t sure when you were going to wake up, had us all real scared for a minute there. I-” He pauses, “o-on the ambulance ride here I wasn’t sure you were going to make it.” You feel his hand shake a little as he recalls the event. You gently squeeze his hand comfortingly and look him in the eyes. “I’m okay,” you try to reassure him, “a-at least I think i’m okay, I-I’m not really feeling any pain at all right now.” He smiles and nods and explains, “yeah the doctors said they gave you a couple of painkillers so you wouldn’t feel any pain when you woke up.”

You nod at his explanation, “so um-” you start, “what did the doctors say? What are my injuries?” He frowns at your question, “they said that you’ve got a concussion, two cracked ribs, and a sprained wrist. They also said that you were lucky that that was all you got from the fall. They said it could have been much worse.” His face darkens as he finishes his sentence, thinking about all the possibilities and how much worse it could have all been. You notice this and you gently squeeze his hand pulling him out of his spiraling thoughts. “Are you okay?” You ask, worried that something might have happened to him after you passed out.

He smiles sadly at your worry and nods, “physically yeah, mentally not so much.” You brows furrow in worry and you gently squeeze his hand, letting him decide if he wants to talk about it right now or not. He smiles gently at the action and takes a deep breath. “When you passed out in my arms I-I thought you died. I thought that I had lost you, the most precious person in the world to me, a-and I couldn’t do anything about it.” He takes a staggering breath as his eyes get misty as visions of your injured body run through his mind. “I-I felt helpless, like I was losing you and there was nothing I could do to stop it. That no matter what I did you were going to be ripped away from me and I-I felt like a failure, that I failed to protect the person most dearest to me and it killed me inside. I felt like I had lost a part of myself when I thought you died.”

Tears started rolling down his face again and you felt tears of your own come to your eyes as your heart broke at the sight of him like this. You gently move your hand up to his face and gently wipe his tears away. Letting him know that you don’t plan on leaving his side anytime soon. He smiles gently at the action and he gently kisses the palm of your hand as thanks. “We um, we got him Y/N, Nigel Crane is in custody, He’s never going to be able to hurt anyone ever again.” You smile at the good news, “that’s great.” He smiles and leans down and gently kisses you. The kiss is soft and gentle, like he worries that if he makes any wrong moves you’ll shatter in his hands like glass. However, there is a sense of gentle passion as you both convey how worried you were for the other and how happy you both are that the other is okay. During the kiss he gently cups your face in his large hands. After a couple of seconds, he pulls away from you and smiles lovingly as you both lay your head against the others, neither of you ready to separate from the other yet.

 He smiles gently, “I love you, but don’t you ever scare me like that again you hear me?” You giggle and smile gently at his words, “I promise, I love you too.” He smiles at your promise and gently kisses your forehead and presses his face against the top of your head, “good.” His arms gently wrap around you, being wary of how fragile you are right now. You smile and feel yourself relax and melt into his loving embrace. “So about that date.”