bat alarm

Man In Uniform {Part 1}

Fandom: Avengers/Marvel

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warning: Series will feature issues around crime, being a victim of crime, etc.

Writer: @imaginesofeveryfandom aka @thequeenofthehobbits

Summary/Request: James Barnes is the local neighbourhood cop known for saving cats from trees and walking people home at night. It just so happens that he lives in your apartment building, in the apartment across from yours.

Prologue X, Part 2 X

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FANFIC:  What’s Up Pussycat?

Summary: Graves gets hit by a spell potion that makes him sprout cat ears and a tail. There is no counter curse and he’s forced to bear with it for a week. 

Written for the lovely @fantastic-beasts-smut - should be more to come. Hope you like it man :) 

Percival was not having a good day.

It started when he woke up (which in itself was a rather depressing thought). The sound of one’s lover whooping for joy ought to have been a lovely thing to welcome the day with, and Percival, in his ignorance, had thought that it was. Then Newt had climbed out of his suitcase, dressed for travel, and proceeded to pack it up and move it from the corner of Percival’s bedroom that it had been calling home for almost a month now.

At this, he blinked.

“Good morning?”

“Good morning!” Newt replied with a wide smile, quickly stepping over to the bed and stooping down to press a kiss to Percival’s lips. He hummed against the other man’s mouth as a hand came up to cup the back of his head, tangling in his hair. The kiss deepened pleasingly into something that was making certain parts of his anatomy very happy indeed. Then Newt more of less ruined the moment by pulling away with a rather obscene ‘mwah’ noise and rocking back on the balls of his feet. “Percival, it is a wonderful morning!”

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anonymous asked:

Lazarus Contract part 2 Damian just confirmed Bruce put a body camera in Dick's breastplate years ago when he was younger (boy uh, I hope he didn't use it too much. Actually I hope Damian doesn't use it. Big Bro deserves some privacy). With that in mind I can only assume Bruce has one on Damian too. Does that mean Damian's secret outings aren't so secret? Whoops, so much for bring sneaky. Bruce better watch out cause some day Damian might put one on him (and everyone else he knows).

hahaha imagine if Damian didn’t know, and like as a teen him and Jon are dating and he sneaks to Jon’s house, or they’re in an alleyway or something and go to kiss each other, and suddenly this like - BAT ALARM IS BLARING and that’s how Damian finds out there’s a hidden camera in his R-insignia. 

The kids don’t get revenge with their own body cams, but rather, CHAPERONE ALL OF BRUCE’S DATES FROM THERE ON OUT.

anonymous asked:

“they’re going after people important to me!” GRUNDY!?!? WHAT?!//IKR! She was obviously just an easy character to kill off. I kinda hated Archie & Veronica together. The whole you've been thru trauma so let's have sex in the shower scene? ugh And V was wearing her pearls in there! Loved that Jughead is basically a gang leader now lol. And why is Archie sitting on a box w/a baseball bat? Just install an alarm system!

That was gross, like, so inappropriate and then for him to try and push her away?  It was just yikkie all around. And Archie on watch?! MESS!!

anonymous asked:

Could you please explain why there is no contradiction between the selfish gene theory and moral behavior

Okay, fair enough, I’ll try to explain.

There may be a bit of confusion stemming from the word how the word “selfish” is used. Selfish gene theory says that any adaptation that allows a gene to get passed on will get passed on. This isn’t just speculation; it’s common sense. We regularly talk about genes like they are sentient, like they choose to be this or that, but of course this is not true. An allele for stealing isn’t actually selfish, but it may happen to allow an organism to survive better than the organism that has the allele for generosity. Depending on who gets the opportunity to produce offspring, traits are preserved or extinguished (or sometimes in-between).

That doesn’t mean that that adaptation is inherently selfish or mean or anything like that; in fact, there are many cases in which doing good deeds benefits an individual and allows them to pass on their genes. Take my stealing example from earlier. It’s true that, say, a gull that steals fish from others is conserving more energy than those that honestly go out and catch fish. This would theoretically make it more fit, and produce more offspring.

However, as this gull then passes on these “stealing alleles” and the trait becomes more numerous in the population, something gradually begins to shift. If 95% of a population works and 5% of the population steals from them, the thieves are making bank. There are a lot of other gulls around to steal from. But what if the stealing allele does so well that 50% of the population works and 50% of the population steals? Suddenly finding a target gets a lot harder, and the working gulls probably defend their food much more fiercely. If there were ever a population where 100% of them stole, they’d be SOL, because nobody would ever catch any fish in the first place.

Ok, so stealing sucks, obviously, and it would be better off if nobody did it. So you think. But as the stealing allele gets outcompeted by the good, hardworking gulls who catch their own food, it suddenly becomes advantageous again. It’s an example of a trait that’s only advantageous if it is rare in the population. This is called negative frequency-dependent selection, and it means that while the trait will probably never be common, it’s so advantageous when it’s rare that it won’t disappear, either.

Of course, things are not actually as simple as there being a gene for stealing versus a gene for working. In fact, gulls, like us, can choose whether or not to work or steal, and when there are a lot of successful gulls out there, some less well-off ones will inevitably steal from them. Perhaps we could call these “robin hood gulls.” (See evolutionarily stable strategy.)

My point here is that, if you look at it from an evolutionary standpoint, morality arises because of selfish gene theory. Organisms may be predisposed to help their relatives because this helps pass on their genes. Of course sometimes organisms help those that they are not related to- what then? Well, as it turns out, usually something called ‘reciprocal altruism’ is in play.

The most famous example of this is vampire bats. These bats MUST feed every night, or nearly every night, or else they will starve. If some colony members don’t get a chance to feed, they will beg others to regurgitate blood for them. And others often do. This is risky, because they might need that blood; however, the well-fed bats have a stake in helping even their non-relatives. The stake is that when those bats in turn have a bad night, they can expect others to help them.

Two interesting aspects of this: for one, if a bat takes but never gives, inevitably the others will notice and stop giving that bat any blood. The opposite is true: if a bat gives frequently, it is far more likely to get frequently.

Admittedly, perhaps some of the hyperbole I used in my latest article debunking group selection caused this confusion. I probably should have brought up reciprocal altruism in that case- but while it seems similar, it is not considered group selection.

The difference between blood-sharing by bats versus something like alarm calling is that in the case of blood-sharing, it is very easy to detect cheaters (i.e., you can tell who takes more than they give). But when someone cheats at alarm-calling- i.e., they don’t call when they see a predator- no one in the group can really be signaled out as the cheater.

In the case of alarm calling, this means that there is no impetus not to cheat, and cheating may be advantageous. Which is why, in most cases, alarm-calling is meant to be directed towards close relatives (see the ground squirrel for a good example of that) or meant to signal the predator that it has been seen.

Taken all together, you can see where all of these aspects of animal behavior could form a base for human morality: prosocial behaviors such as helping others will boost your reputation and make it more likely that observers will help you, and antisocial “cheating” behaviors are only rarely effective (but when they are, they’re so effective that it’s quite difficult to resist the urge to cheat if somebody’s looking the other way). Again, selfish gene theory doesn’t contradict moral behavior at all- it actually lends itself to explain it.

(And a good action is still good whether you do it for a reward or not.)

Further Reading:

Carter, G. G., & Wilkinson, G. S. (2013). Food sharing in vampire bats: reciprocal help predicts donations more than relatedness or harassment. Proceedings of the Royal Society B: Biological Sciences, 280(1753), 20122573.

De Waal, F. (2009). Primates and Philosophers: How Morality Evolved. Princeton University Press.

Faurie, C., & Raymond, M. (2005). Handedness, homicide and negative frequency-dependent selection. Proceedings of the Royal Society B: Biological Sciences, 272(1558), 25-28. **take this one with a large grain of salt**

Stephens, C. (1996). Modelling reciprocal altruism. British Journal for the Philosophy of Science, 47(4), 533-551.

Taylor, R. J., Balph, D. F., & Balph, M. H. (1990). The evolution of alarm calling: a cost-benefit analysis. Animal behaviour, 39(5), 860-868.

Abducting Time Off

For weeks her staff had whispered and laughed, often falling silent when she came too close. Despite being leaders in a dozen different specialties within the medical community, it was neigh impossible to keep from office gossip, or even office politics. It was no surprise that the favorite topic of discussion was their favorite head of medical research and the attention she got from the head of Blackwatch. She knew that much.

Angela groaned and batted at the screeching alarm at her bedside. She successfully knocked two books and a file folder to the floor before she finally found the alarm clock. Today she was scheduled to scrub in for a particularly complicated surgery involving more moving parts than she normally had to keep straight. She’d yet to meet the patient, but her staff had provided the necessary charts and scans to be ready. At least she wasn’t the principle surgeon. Eventually she padded into the surgical wing with a nutrient bar hanging out of her mouth as she tried to put her hair up into a bun.

One of the nurses scurried after her. “Doctor Ziegler- wait!” Angela paused, a question on her face, her mouth still full. “You’re needed at helipad 4- there’s already a team on their way, Reyes called ahead. I don’t know more than that, but they will tell you more when you get up there.” Angela paled. “I’m on my way.”

The doctor arrived at the helipad, her Caledeus staff in hand. She gasped for breath, her wild eyes searching for the emergency medical team that was supposed to precede her. Her eyes fell on the only figure waiting for her.

“… Where is the emergency?”


kelkat9  asked:

15 Olicity!!

Prompt: #15 Trapped in a Dream
Pairing: Oliver x Felicity
Fandom: Arrow
Rating: Teen (to be safe)
Also fulfills the “trapped in a dream” square on my Trope Bingo card

Felicity woke up in the same position she always was in when she woke up; on her stomach with her face buried in her pillow.  Her alarm blared from the nightstand as it always did and everything seemed just like it always was.  That is, until a large arm reached over her, batting the alarm to silence, before wrapping around her middle and drawing her halfway across the bed.  A moment later and she was pulled against a warm, hard body.  

Her eyes shot open and she looked out at the room.  Wait.  Since when were her bedroom walls slate blue?  She was sure her room at home was lavender.  As her eyes adjusted, she realized she wasn’t in the same room at all.  This wasn’t her townhouse bedroom.  And, come to think of it, burly, hairy arms didn’t generally reach across her back to smack her alarm in the mornings either. 

Felicity went still, trying to remember what she’d done the night before.  Had she gone out drinking and overindulged? Had she gone home with some (hopefully handsome) stranger?  Dammit, why couldn’t she remember?  The last thing she remembered was having a glass of wine in her sweats and catching up on the latest “Game of Thrones” episode.  She definitely remembered being fifty different kinds of conflicted about Ray Palmer asking her out on a date, given her tumultuous relationship with Oliver.  Surely that was last night… right?  

“Mmm, let’s just stay in bed today,” a sleepy and very masculine voice murmured near her ear.  

Wait.  She knew that voice. 

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