#Stability for Operational Excellence

[kleopatra45]

Asteroid Vesta (4)

Asteroid Vesta (4) in astrology represents devotion, focus, and dedication. Its placement in a birth chart indicates where one channels intense concentration and commitment. Vesta governs purity of purpose, self-discipline, and the pursuit of spiritual or personal goals. Understanding Vesta's position offers insights into areas where one may excel through diligent effort, meticulous attention to detail, and unwavering dedication.

Vesta in the Houses

Vesta in the 1st House This placement suggests that devotion, focus, and dedication are integral to your identity and self-expression. You may project an aura of commitment and discipline, and others may see you as someone who is dedicated to personal goals or causes. Vesta in the 2nd House Values, possessions, and material security are important themes in your sense of devotion. You may dedicate yourself to achieving financial stability or to preserving what you value most. Your investments and resources may reflect your focused commitment. Vesta in the 3rd House Communication, learning, and intellectual pursuits are emphasized in your dedication. You may dedicate yourself to acquiring knowledge, teaching others, or advocating for causes through effective communication. Siblings and neighbors may play a role in your dedicated efforts. Vesta in the 4th House Family, home, and emotional security are central to your sense of devotion. You may dedicate yourself to nurturing your family, maintaining a harmonious home environment, or preserving traditions. Real estate and ancestral roots may hold deep significance for you. Vesta in the 5th House Creativity, self-expression, and children (if applicable) are emphasized in your dedicated pursuits. You may dedicate yourself to artistic endeavors, hobbies, or activities that bring joy and fulfillment. Romantic relationships may also be a focus of your dedication. Vesta in the 6th House Service, routines, and health are integral to your sense of devotion. You may dedicate yourself to a career that involves helping others, maintaining order, or promoting well-being. Your work environment benefits from your focused dedication. Vesta in the 7th House Partnerships, relationships, and collaborations are key areas of dedication for you. You may dedicate yourself to fostering mutual support, fairness, and harmony in your relationships. Legal partnerships or contracts may reflect your dedication to balanced interactions. Vesta in the 8th House Intimacy, shared resources, and transformation play significant roles in your sense of devotion. You may dedicate yourself to deepening emotional bonds, managing shared finances, or facilitating personal and collective transformations. Crisis management may be an area where you excel. Vesta in the 9th House Philosophy, beliefs, and higher learning influence your sense of devotion. You may dedicate yourself to exploring spiritual or intellectual pursuits, advocating for social justice, or traveling to broaden your perspectives. Cross-cultural exchanges may deepen your sense of dedication. Vesta in the 10th House Career, public image, and achievements are important in how you express your sense of dedication. You may dedicate yourself to achieving professional success, assuming leadership roles, or making a lasting impact in your field. Your reputation reflects your focused commitment. Vesta in the 11th House Friendships, groups, and social causes are emphasized in your dedicated efforts. You may dedicate yourself to supporting community initiatives, advocating for humanitarian causes, or promoting collective goals. Networking enhances your sense of dedication. Vesta in the 12th House Spirituality, hidden strengths, and unconscious patterns influence your sense of dedication. You may dedicate yourself to mystical pursuits, charitable endeavors, or healing practices that operate behind the scenes. Your inner life and spiritual growth are deeply tied to your sense of dedication.

Vesta in the Signs

Aries: Vesta in Aries dedicates itself with courage, initiative, and independence. You are driven to pursue personal goals and causes that require bold action and leadership. Taurus: Vesta in Taurus dedicates itself with patience, persistence, and practicality. You commit yourself to preserving stability, building material security, and nurturing enduring values. Gemini: Vesta in Gemini dedicates itself with versatility, curiosity, and adaptability. You focus on acquiring knowledge, sharing information, and exploring multiple interests through your dedication. Cancer: Vesta in Cancer dedicates itself with empathy, intuition, and nurturing care. You devote yourself to supporting loved ones, creating a secure home environment, and preserving emotional bonds. Leo: Vesta in Leo dedicates itself with creativity, passion, and self-expression. You commit yourself to artistic pursuits, leadership roles, and projects that showcase your talents and charisma. Virgo: Vesta in Virgo dedicates itself with precision, analysis, and practical service. You focus on improving efficiency, organizing details, and providing reliable support through your dedication. Libra: Vesta in Libra dedicates itself with diplomacy, harmony, and fairness. You devote yourself to fostering balanced relationships, promoting justice, and advocating for equality. Scorpio: Vesta in Scorpio dedicates itself with depth, intensity, and transformation. You commit yourself to uncovering truths, managing crises, and empowering others through your dedication. Sagittarius: Vesta in Sagittarius dedicates itself with optimism, exploration, and philosophical inquiry. You focus on expanding horizons, promoting freedom, and advocating for global causes through your dedication. Capricorn: Vesta in Capricorn dedicates itself with ambition, discipline, and long-term goals. You commit yourself to achieving success, assuming responsibilities, and building enduring structures. Aquarius: Vesta in Aquarius dedicates itself with innovation, humanitarianism, and progressive ideals. You focus on advancing social change, supporting diversity, and promoting collective empowerment through your dedication. Pisces: Vesta in Pisces dedicates itself with compassion, imagination, and spiritual insight. You commit yourself to artistic creativity, healing practices, and charitable causes that uplift humanity.

Vesta in Aspects

Conjunctions: A conjunction of Vesta with another planet intensifies the influence of that planet on your sense of dedication and focus. For example, Vesta conjunct Mercury emphasizes dedication to communication and learning, while Vesta conjunct Mars highlights dedication to action and assertiveness. Sextiles and Trines: These harmonious aspects indicate ease and support in integrating the energies of Vesta and the other planet involved. For example, Vesta sextile Venus suggests dedication to harmony and creativity in relationships or artistic pursuits, while Vesta trine Jupiter indicates dedication to growth and expansion through optimism and opportunity. Squares and Oppositions: These challenging aspects can indicate tension or conflict that needs to be addressed in your sense of dedication. For example, Vesta square Saturn might indicate challenges in committing to long-term goals or facing restrictions, while Vesta opposition Uranus could highlight a need to balance unconventional thinking with stable dedication.

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[amjustagirl]

title: to rebuild a home pairing: kuroo x f! reader genre: angst / fluff, post timeskip! wc: 6.8k m.list

a/n: companion piece to the original love knows not its depth, from kuroo's perspective.

Kuroo Tetsuro is doing alright. 

He’s deftly juggling the roles life has handed him. His tenth wedding anniversary is coming up. He’s gotten a nice pair of earrings and a reservation at Tokyo’s hottest omakase for you to celebrate. The girls are doing nicely at school - Aiko’s grades are excellent, and Fumiko’s not gotten into any schoolyard fights unlike Bokuto’s trio of sons. His bosses seem happy with him too, paving the way for him to climb the corporate ladder rung by rung. He’s earned each promotion by burning days in the office, nights in the izakayas schmoozing with his bosses, but it’s worth it, even if it admittedly comes at the expense of being with you and the girls. 

It’s a sacrifice he has to make so he can provide you with the fairytale life he’s always promised you. Not that you’ve ever complained about the trade-off.  

“She’s the best wife and mom I could’ve asked for”, he tells Kenma, when the former setter asks about you. “I don’t know how she does it.” 

Kenma frowns. “You make her sound like a video game character.” 

“That’s cos she’s amazing -”

“Kinda sucks that she pretty much has to juggle a full time job and the kids on her own most of the time.”

“She manages perfectly well”, Kuroo enthuses, oblivious to the barb in his friend’s words. “By the time I get home, the girls are in bed, the house is clean, and there’s even a lunch box packed for me each day. She’s a rockstar at work too - should be up for a promotion next financial year.” 

“Huh”, Kenma sniffs. “I wonder when she gets a break.” 

Kuroo’s too distracted by the round of beers that’s delivered to his table to think deeply about his best friend’s apprehension. When he stumbles through the front door that night, he finds you crouched over the coffee table, frantically typing at your laptop. As expected, the girls are in bed, there’s nothing out of place. 

“All good?” he asks you in passing, his mind already filing the tasks on his plate for tomorrow - organising a publicity event jointly held by the JVA and Bouncing Ball Corporation to introduce new national team members, reviewing the proposed budget for this year’s international competitions, popping by the under-19 team to see if there are indeed any promising candidates - he’s already one foot in the bedroom, ready to call it a night. 

He doesn’t notice the violets blooming under your eyes. 

“Mm.” You don’t look up. “Have a good night.”  

Kruoo Tetsuro thinks he’s doing alright. 

Bokuto Kotaro, for some reason, doesn’t think so. “Mitsuki said you’re lucky you’re not married to her cos she’ll skin you alive”, he informs him, as if Kuroo shares his love for women capable of chomping his head off in one bite.

Maybe the Bokutos operate on a different metric - because yes, they’re the model of egalitarianism with Mitsuki the high powered general counsel for Kenma’s Bouncing Ball Corporation (based on his referral, he likes to add, cos’ it’s funny to watch Mitsuki growl) and Kotaro the part time coach, full time stay at home dad to his wolfpack of sons, but that doesn’t mean his marriage is on the rocks. 

As a child, he was the unwitting witness to his parents’ fights, which culminated in his mother walking out of the door, his father crying over a thick stack of divorce papers. His grandparents took him in, gave him stability and love and comfort but he swore to himself he’s never going to put his daughters through that. 

Sure, it’s been a while since you’ve had a night to yourself. The last time he remembers you taking time away from the girls was to go out for dinner with him to celebrate his latest promotion - his conscience stings a little that he can’t remember the last time you’ve taken a break from everything you’ve been doing for him and the girls, but he’ll make it up to you once he has time. You always understand. 

Still, just to be sure, he checks in on you again. 

“You alright?”, he reaches for your hand, when he climbs into bed that night. 

You’re lying in bed. He should find it odd that you’re still awake at this time of the night, staring up at the ceiling as if there’s something to be found there, but he falls asleep in the slow seconds, doesn't hear your response. When he wakes, you’ve already taken the girls to school. He gets himself ready for work, loops his tie around his neck, grabs his briefcase and the bento you’ve so lovingly packed for him, and hops on the train. He runs through his routine like clockwork, but there’s a niggling feeling that he’s missed something important, possibly something to do with you. 

Did you say something to him last night? 

It doesn’t matter. He makes a mental note to purchase a spa day for you - but that’s promptly forgotten when he’s greeted by a flood of emails and an invitation from his boss to go out for drinks that night. 

Kuroo still thinks he’s doing alright. 

“You’re lucky”, his boss toasts him. “Your wife doesn’t complain like mine when I go out drinking, even though I tell her I need to do it for work.” 

“She’s an angel”, Kuroo replies, quietly bursting with pride. “Never complains.” 

“Lucky man”, his boss says. “My wife is such a nag.” 

He misses the last train home that night, drops you a text not to wait up and stumbles around Shibuya trying to find a cab. It must be a busy night because by the time he manages to flag down one, it’s three a.m. and his head is pounding from the excess of alcohol and lack of solid food and water. He fumbles with his keys, almost falls through his front door when the lock gives way. “Tadaima”, he says out of habit, too-loudly, before his stomach lurches and he has to make a mad dash for the kitchen sink. 

“Tetsuro?” 

He wants to respond, but he’s too busy emptying out the contents of his stomach. He shouldn’t have woken you up. He shouldn’t greet you with a mess for you to clean up. He shouldn’t lean so heavily on you that you stagger beneath his weight. 

He shouldn’t do all of that yet he does so anyway. You tuck him, a grown man, into bed.

Tomorrow, he’ll apologise. Tomorrow, he’ll make it up to you. 

Tomorrow comes. He wakes up. 

You’re gone. 

Kuroo Tetsuro is not alright.

He’s ashamed to admit that he doesn’t even notice you’ve taken off until it’s way past lunch when your mother drops him a text to ask if he’s picking up the girls or if he intends to leave them with her overnight. 

“What d’you mean?” he texts her, confused.  

His heart stops when your mother responds to say you dropped off the girls at her place without much of an explanation, an overnight bag slung over your shoulder. You don’t pick up your phones, his calls going straight to voicemail. For the first time in forever, he sheepishly asks his boss for urgent leave from work so he can rush home to figure out what’s going on. 

You always take your laptop with you, but it’s sitting at home. He knows it’s an invasion of privacy, but he types in your password (his birthday), and your web browser reveals a booking for a ryokan in Hakone, where the both of you honeymooned almost a decade ago. It’s an hour away by train, far too much time for him to sit and stew in his thoughts. He wonders if you’ve become sick of your life with him, whether you’ve found someone new, and by the time he’s reached the ryokan and charmed the receptionist to let him into your room, he’s teetering on the edge of giving into his frustration, entertaining thoughts about yelling at you for being so goddamned irresponsible, cos how could you just walk out on him and the girls -

Until you walk in, thankfully alone. 

It strikes him that it’s the most refreshed he’s seen you look in a very, very long time. Your cheeks are glowing, your eyes sparkle, and there’s a spring in your step that he hasn’t seen since you’ve had the girls. 

Still, he can’t help but remain a little peeved. “I’ve been calling you all afternoon”, he informs you. “I was worried.” 

He immediately regrets his words as he watches the light die in your eyes. 

“Were you?”, you ask, as if you were addressing a stranger. “Really?” 

“Of course”, he frowns, slowly getting up to approach you, concerned when you start to sway. “You’re my wife and the mother of our girls, of course I care.” 

Laughter spills from your lips, an undercurrent of bitterness and contempt that’s threatening to drag you under before his very eyes. “If you really cared, you’d have noticed that your wife is broken”, you tell him between gasps, your shoulders caving in. “I tried fixing myself with a break, but you can’t even give me that.”  

He’s starting to realise that things aren’t alright at all. You flinch when he takes a step towards you, an action which stabs him clean through his heart because he’s your husband, your Tetsuro, your person. Tea, then, a neutral offering that manages to calm you down enough to take a seat, even if you’re still shaking, falling to pieces while laughing, laughing -

“Tell me what’s wrong”, he begs. “Tell me what I can do to fix you.” 

You take a sip of tea. It’s hot enough to burn you, but you don’t seem to notice. 

“I can’t do this anymore, Tetsuro.” 

“Don’t say that”, he snaps, his inner child recoiling because he can’t bear to have his girls go through what he went through, wondering if it was his fault, his very existence that caused his parents to split up. “The girls and I need you -” 

You don’t seem to hear him. 

“Princess”, he falls back on his pet name for you, rusty from lack of use. “Come back to me.” 

You’re unmoved, your eyes unseeing, deaf to his pleas. Sip after sip, you gulp down scalding tea, each action jerky, mechanical. Frozen, in an impenetrable placidness that he can’t read. You’re sitting right in front of him but you’re not really there at all.    

“Let’s talk when you’re back home”, he finally says. “Have a good break.” 

The immature little boy that still lives in his psyche is still unconvinced that it’s a bad idea to drag you back home with him posthaste, but you asked for a break, and it’s the least he can give to you.

You allow him to roll out your futon for you, to swaddle you in layers of blankets as if that would keep you from falling apart any further. As he kisses your forehead to bid you goodnight and goodbye, he feels the brittleness of your bones, the thinness of your skin beneath his palms and he spends the hour-long train ride home wondering how he managed to look away long enough for you to turn into a shadow of your past self.   

He goes straight to your mother’s house to retrieve the girls. As penance, he stands at the front door, head bowed, letting your mother yell at him in front of the neighbours for being a useless husband and an irresponsible father. After all, he deserves every word she flings in his face. He’s just thankful that she doesn’t ream him out in front of the girls. 

“Where’s mama?” Fumiko mumbles half asleep into his neck. “Want mama.”

He cradles her closer. “She’ll be home tomorrow”, he tells her, hoping with every fibre of his being that that does not turn out to be a lie. Aiko, older and wiser, just stays quiet, so he forces a smile on his face for her sake.  

Kuroo Tetsuro is far from okay.

The strain of the day wears on him and he’s sure there are burning emails in his inbox for him to firefight, but there’s a long list of chores to be done in your absence. The girls’ school bags need to be packed (in the case of five year old Fumiko) or checked (for ten year old Aiko), their uniforms to be laid out, the laundry sorted and folded. He barely gets any sleep before he has to hop out of bed to throw together a cold breakfast of milk and cereal that makes Fumiko burst into tears and Aiko’s face droops. By the time he shuffles his two cranky children out of the house and into their respective schools, he’s late for work. 

He meets Bokuto and Kenma for lunch since there’s no lunch bento waiting for him in the fridge, though he regrets the decision to leave the refuge of his work desk for the boardroom of Bouncing Ball Corporation when Mitsuki joins them and, sharp-eyed as ever, sinks her talons into him. 

“You look like shit”, she says to him as a greeting. 

“Thanks”, he grounds out. The girls demanded he work their hair into the neat braids they insisted you always do, so bedhead would have to do for him today. 

“I’ve never seen you without hair gel before”, Bokuto marvels. “You look weird.” 

“I had a crap morning, okay”, he snaps, biting the head off the karaage fish in his store bought bento, which he resents for tasting worse than those you usually make for him. “So I’m sorry if I look slightly less than presentable -” 

“You look like a man whose wife just left him - “ 

Mitsuki’s just stepped right on the wound he’s tried to keep hidden, festering and bleeding beneath his skin, so like an animal lashing out when it’s hurt, Kuroo slaps the table with both palms and snarls. 

“Don’t - don’t fucking say that, okay? She’s just taking a break. She’ll come home.”

He can’t stand to see the shock and pity on his closest friends’ faces. “She’s coming home today”, he repeats softly, almost to himself, as if he’s little Fumiko in need of reassurance that the person she needs most in the world hasn’t just abandoned her. “It’s gonna be okay.” 

Perhaps it’s the maturity that comes with fatherhood, because Bokuto is the first to react. “That’s right, you’re gonna be okay”, he soothes, pulling Kuroo into his seat. “Kenma’s gonna call your boss and tell him that you’re gonna spend the rest of the afternoon here to plan some event - “

“Sponsorship for the Under-19 team, done”, Kenma snaps his phone shut.

“Guys, I’m fine - ” 

“Pretending everything’s okay isn’t going to help.” 

Kuroo deflates. “Thanks, Kenma.” 

Shelving his worthless pride to lay bare the situation he’s found himself in, that by neglecting his duties as a husband and father, he’s forced you to the brink of a mental breakdown, bad enough that you’ve left him - temporarily, he hopes. In the span of a few hours, he’s already found himself at his wit’s end, struggling to handle both the demands of the kids and his job, something that he realises he’s left you to bear, alone. 

“But I can’t figure out why she didn’t just tell me she was feeling overwhelmed”, he says, pulling at a fraying thread in his shirt. “I would’ve listened. I would’ve done better.” 

“She shouldn’t have to tell you to do your part”, Mitsuki waves away Bokuto’s desperate gesture for her not to kick a man when he’s already down. 

“But I didn’t know -” 

“Y’know, I really can’t stand men like you. You guys are amazing at work, able to anticipate your bosses’ and clients’ needs. At this point, you don’t even need to be told by your bosses  to jump, you don’t even ask your clients ‘how high’ - yet, for some reason, you manage to turn off your brain the minute you walk in through the front door at home.”

 “Maybe I should ask her for a list of things I can help her with -” 

Bokuto claps his hand over Mitsuki’s mouth. “Ehhh..you might not wanna finish your sentence or Mitsuki might really bite your head off.” 

Kuroo winces, snapping his mouth shut. 

“Maybe you can think of it in a different way”, Bokuto says. “Instead of ‘helping’ her - cos that’s just placing the mental burden on her - at least, I think that’s the term Mitsuki-chan used when she explained it to me -” the affronted lawyer nods begrudgingly, and beaming, he continues - “you gotta do your half of the work!”

“Level up”, Kenma provides, rather unhelpfully.

“Open your eyes and use your brain”, Mitsuki says bluntly, rolling her eyes, though her tone is less sharp.

“Where do I start?” Kuroo asks. 

Step one. 

He picks the girls up from his mother in law’s place, bears with the lecture that’s awaiting him, and sheepishly asks them what their mama usually feeds them for dinner and breakfast, making a mental note of it. Tonight, he’ll cheat by feeding them gyudon at Sukiya, but he drops by the supermarket to procure the ingredients he needs for tomorrow’s breakfast and a bouquet of pink roses, even though he knows it’s probably too little, too late. He counts himself lucky that Fumiko loves bathtime, only needing supervision to wash and dry her hair, and Aiko’s responsible enough to work through her homework without prompting, but he’s still exhausted by the time they both head to bed. 

His job doesn’t end there. Running through the checklist Mitsuki begrudgingly allowed Bokuto to give him, he surveys the apartment, comparing it against the mental image of how everything was before you left it. Toys scattered, to be put back in place. Dust on floor, to be vacuumed up. A heap of laundry in the basket, to be hung, dried, ironed. 

Just as he finishes all these tasks, the front door swing opens. 

“Tadaima”, you call out, voice hushed. 

He nearly trips over his feet in his haste to relieve you of your luggage, usher you into a seat by the kitchen counter. “Okaerie”, he breathes, 

“The girls?” you ask. 

He’ll buy Bokuto lunch next time. “I picked them up from your mom”, he responds. “Don’t wake them up, I just put them to bed.” 

You peek into their rooms nonetheless. “Thanks”, you say, heading next to the fridge. “By the way, I’ll pay you back for the hotel room from my own money, don’t worry.” 

That’s the last thing on his mind. Besides, his sin is being a neglectful husband, not a miser. “It’s fine, I’ll cover it”, he scratches his head, embarrassed that you’re even bringing it up. “I should’ve realised you needed a break.” 

That makes you frown, but you accept anyway. He watches you stack bread, eggs, ham, cheese, and it strikes him that you’re already worrying about the girls’ breakfast when you look as if you haven’t even had your own dinner. 

“You haven’t had dinner?” he asks. 

You reply carelessly that you’ve had a bento on the train back. You don’t even bother to look at him. 

“I’ll take the girls in the mornings from now”, he tells you. “Sleep in and take a break.” 

That gets your attention. 

“Really?”

He plasters a confident smirk on his face to reassure you that he’s got it all in hand. 

“Oh”, you’re adorable when you’re confused, but he hates that he’s given you reason to doubt him. “Wake me up if you need my help?” 

“I won’t”, he promises. 

It’s time for him to level up.  

Step two. 

He’s not going to lie to himself that he finds it difficult to do even half of what you used to do. Taking over the responsibility of wrangling the girls out of bed and into school, coming home early enough for dinner with you, that requires him to have hard conversations with his boss about not being able to go out for drinks or come in early anymore which probably hurts his chances for his next promotion, forces him to give up an hour or two of sleep, but it’s worth it if it allows you to heal. 

“Don’t expect a gold star for your efforts”, Mitsuki warned him. “It’s just what you should’ve been doing before, so it’s time for you to go above and beyond.” 

He takes her words to heart. You deserve to go to work well-rested, to wind down at night with a hot bath. He’ll buy a robot vacuum and pour over its manual that’s thicker than a textbook, do laundry loads while hopping on and off conference calls, wrestle the iron to press down his own shirts. 

You seem baffled by the sudden shift in the winds, but he just pretends everything is normal. Business as usual. Things are just as they should’ve been. 

In his next push to right his wrongs, he organises a Saturday dinner date with you. The girls are packed off with your mother, he makes the reservation, books the cab, compliments your dress. He asks you about your work (tiring), your boss (a micro-manager), the books you’ve read recently (nada, zilch). In the uphill battle to keep the conversation from being stilted, he makes a fatal mistake. 

“We can make it work if you want to quit your job and stay home full time with the children.” 

In his mind, that was a reasonable suggestion to make since you seem to hate your job and boss with a fiery passion. But you stare at him wide-eyed, your initial confusion hardening into anger. 

“Did the guys at work tell you it’s easier to have a housewife instead of a working wife? Are you saying this because you don’t think I’m a good enough mother to our girls?” 

You don’t give him a chance to backpedal, shooting a sarcastic apology for being selfish enough to refuse to be reliant on him, so he just slumps back in his chair in defeat. 

“I just want you to be happy”, he murmurs. “Forget I ever said that.” 

Step three. 

To figure out step three, he schedules an emergency lunch meeting on Monday. The troops convene in Kenma’s boardroom to listen to his sorry tale with Mitsuki in charge of the post–battle analysis. 

“And remind me again, where did you two meet?” 

His face lights up at the memory of his first meeting with you. “Finance 102”, he replies. “We used to be academic rivals turned teammates after I convinced her I was smart enough for her to work with on projects.”

“What made you fall in love with her?” 

“As much as I hate it, I have to admit she’s probably smarter than me”, he says, though the fond smile that creeps onto his face betrays the fact that he loves that about you. “She’s just - her, she’s headstrong and funny. Did I tell you how she tried to stab me with her fork when I stole food off her plate -” 

“Only a million times”, Kenma interjects. 

“She’s always been independent and ambitious, with big dreams and an even bigger heart.” 

“Well”, Mitsuki says, adopting the mildest tone she’s used on him this month. “Does that sound like a woman who’d choose to stay home and depend on her husband? Not that there’s anything wrong with being a stay-at-home parent - Koutaro makes my career possible, and I’m the luckiest woman in the world to have him as my husband.”

“Babyyyyy.” Bokuto bawls, looking at MItsuki as if she hangs the moon in the sky. 

Gross. Kenma seems to agree. “Let’s get back to Kuroo’s failing marriage”,

“So I shouldn’t bring up the suggestion that she quit her job again?” 

His three person council shake their heads in unison. “Just keep what you’re doing”, Bokuto pipes up. “Sounds like you’re already doing the right things! Just gotta keep making sure she’s not holding up the sky herself.” 

He can do that. 

“And maybe talk to her?”, Kenma offers.

That’s the suggestion that he wants to dismiss right off the bat because he’s too much of a coward to even face the possibility that you might leave him. He doesn’t want to become his dad so he resolves to keep his head down and continue pushing ahead with his efforts to prove to you that he can be the husband you deserve, so you won’t wake up one day and decide to walk out on him again. 

But his subconscious fears force his nightmares into overdrive. Dreams of packed bags and stacks of divorce papers makes him yelp loud enough for you to roll over and shake him awake. He’s a terrible husband for disturbing your sleep, but in his sleep-dazed state of confusion he just sinks back into the pillow, exhaling a sigh of relief. 

“Thank the gods you haven’t left.” 

“Why would I leave?”, you mumble, turning away again. “It’s my home, isn’t it.” 

He sits up, rubs the nightmares away from his eyes. “I was afraid you left me.” 

The silence nearly suffocates him. The sudden need to know exactly where you stand eats away at him and he crawls towards you. “Are you going to leave me”, he asks, praying to all the gods in the universe that you’ll reassure him otherwise. 

His heart breaks anew when he hears a small sob, buried in the bedclothes. “I don’t know, Tetsuro”, you finally say. “I’m tired of being alone in a marriage when it’s supposed to be us working together.” 

“I’m sorry.” There’s nothing much he can say. 

A broken whisper. “I’m tired”, you exhale. “I think I deserve better.”

“I’ll make it better”, he promises. 

He will. He will. 

Kuroo Tetsuro is trying his best. 

He takes a cooking class on the weekends to learn how to prepare bento boxes that are nutritious and easy on the wallet. He takes over the ferrying of Fumiko to her swimming lessons, work on Aiko’s art projects with her. He hires a part time cleaner to pick up the deep cleaning, so you and he have time to take the girls out on weekend outings instead of spending all day on a week’s worth of cumulated chores. A dishwasher appears in the house. He makes it a game for he and the girls to load and unload dishware each night. 

“There’s a networking wine night for finance next Wednesday”, he tells you casually. “I’ll make sure to be home so you can go, if you want.” 

You goggle at him. 

“Go schmooze so the world knows you’re as amazing as I know you are.” 

You trust him enough to leave the girls behind in his care and go. He counts that as a win. 

Some nights he still can’t get home in time for dinner, but he always makes sure he’s home in time for a bedtime story and a goodnight kiss. Aiko avers that at the grand old age of ten, she doesn’t need her papa to tuck her to bed anymore, but she sidles into Fumiko’s room everynight and sits in the corner of her little sister’s bed as the littler girl listens to his tall tales. 

“I met a princess when I was eighteen”, he says with a grin when he notices you listening in. “Instead of a crown, she armed herself with a fork, ready to cut down anyone who’d cross her.” 

His heart skips a beat when he hears your voice from the doorway. “Don’t be dramatic”, you interrupt, a small smile growing on your face. “You were trying to steal my food and didn’t stop ‘til I stabbed you.” 

Fumiko huffs, unhappy that her story’s being interrupted, but he can’t seem to tear his gaze away from you. “You left it on the table, princess. I consider that fair game.” 

“Let ‘to-san tell the story, ka’san.” Aiko grumbles. 

He savours your laughter. It tastes better than the finest wine. 

“I can’t believe I have to fly all the way to Italy just to meet Kageyama-kun”, he huffs. “At least Hinata is meeting us there, I’ll revolt if I had to go up to Brazil as well.” 

“You know it can’t be helped”, you reply. “The promotional activities planned need your presence, and it’s only for a week.” 

“Will you be okay when I’m gone?” 

His fears melt away when you hand him his suitcase, a flask of his favourite tea. “I’ve always managed fine. Nothing’s changed.” 

His little monsters, realising that he’s about to leave, decide to launch a synchronised attack on him. Aiko throws herself at him in a bear hug. Fumiko yanks at his sleeve demanding a thousand kisses. 

“Yes, well. I’ll be home soon. Please wait for me” he says to you when the girls finally release him. The expression on your face is unreadable, but you don’t pull away when he takes the liberty of taking your hand in his. 

He feels your heartbeat accelerates. You glance up at him, almost shy. “I’ll see you soon.” 

He’s so tempted to call his boss and pretend that he’s too ill to get on that damned flight, but he’s pretty sure that would get him fired. Instead, he calls you and the girls every day, and brings home a luggage full of presents for all of you. 

When he’s home, he celebrates by putting on the frilliest pink apron he’s ever seen (courtesy of Yaku, who sent it to him all the way from Moscow as a joke) and throwing an elaborate takoyaki party, replete with customised toppings - octopus, cheese and shrimp, which the girls enjoyed even if he burnt the first batch and had to call Fukunaga frantically for tips to rescue the rest. It turns out to be such a success that he makes it a weekly event. Okonomiyaki is next, which he flips with expert confidence on a hot plate to the applause of you and the girls. 

“Itadakimasu”, you clap your hands together. “It tastes good.” 

He nearly melts into his pan. “Thank you”, he replies. “It means a lot, coming from you.” 

His nights are still plagued by nightmares.

Things are better with you, he likes to think. The violets beneath your eyes are replaced by roses in your cheeks. He hears you humming about the house again. You pick up reading again,  the shelves in the house start to groan under the weight of books belonging to the girls and you. You’re as eager as the girls to go on the next adventure, whether it be a summer night out in the park with sparklers, or a nerf gun battle at home on rainy days. 

Still, he doesn’t know for sure what he’s doing is enough for you and he’s too much of a coward to check. So he’ll wake up almost every night, fumble in the dark just to make sure you’re there. 

You’re there, until you aren’t. 

It’s three in the morning. The space beside him is cold and empty. 

He throws off the blankets, trips on his bed slippers. He crashes through into the living room and oh, there you are - sitting at the dining table, typing furiously at your laptop while mouthing off to yourself about the ridiculous demands your client makes. 

“What’s wrong?” you frown. 

He walks towards you, trying to discern that you’re real, you’re there, not some trick of the light.. 

“You’re - you’re still here.” 

You nod slowly, eyeing him strangely. “My boss called and asked me to send out an urgent email. I was just about to go back to bed.” 

He exhales, tries to force his trembling heart back into his chest. He thinks he’s doing a good job trying to act nonchalant, smoothing back his frazzled mane of hair, but you see right through him as you always do. 

“Tetsuro”, you say slowly. “Is everything alright? 

The truth tumbles out of his mouth. “I thought you were gone.” 

Then he hangs his head, looks at his feet, afraid that he’ll only see rejection in your eyes. He’s a pathetic failure of a husband who has a decade’s worth of sins to make up for, and there’s no justification for him to selfishly to seek your absolution. 

It comes anyway, in the form of soft hands pulling him forward. 

“I’m here”, you say, pulling him into your embrace, letting him rest his heavy head in your lap.

He doesn’t allow himself to sink into your warmth. “Are you happier now? Are things better for you?” 

“Yes”, he hears you say. The tension he’s been carrying around these few months lifts. “Thank you, Tetsuro. I appreciate it. I really do. You don’t have to work yourself to death - that’s never what I was asking for. If you’re tired -”

He shakes his head at your suggestion. He’s got a long way yet before he earns any reprieve. 

“Tetsuro -” 

He sits up abruptly, takes your hands in his. 

“Promise you won’t leave me”, he pleads. “I know you’ve had to carry what must’ve felt like the weight of the entire world on your own, and I don’t have any excuse for that.”

“You don’t”, you agree. 

He accepts the blow but he takes comfort that you don’t pull away. “I know that now. I know now how fucking hard it was to do it all alone.”

“It was hard. It was so, so hard, Tetsuro. I became numb to the pain. I don’t think I was functioning, I haven’t been for a while. For a long, long while.” 

“I’m sorry”, his voice cracks. 

“I know.”  You cup his face in your hands, offers him comfort he doesn’t deserve. “That’s a chapter of our marriage that’s past, that can’t be unwritten. But the past few months have been different. You’ve shown me that you’ve changed.” 

The first glimmer of sunlight after a long, dark winter. Hope blooms with your smile. 

“I think”, you say. “I think we can make this work again.” 

He stares at you, dumbstruck. Then the fact that you’re giving him another chance dawns upon him, and he crashes forward to rest his head on your shoulder, unashamed to cry tears of relief. 

“Thank you”, he exhales brokenly. “I won’t fuck this up again, I promise.”

You press a kiss to his forehead, curl up trustingly in his arms. “Don’t thank me”, you laugh. “Thank yourself for making me believe in you.” 

 He drinks up each drop of your affection, falls asleep in the cradle of your arms. 

“Is this what flirting is like?” 

He wakes up to Aiko’s impertinent question, her hands on hips looking distinctly unimpressed at finding her parents asleep on the sofa, entwined together. 

“Who taught you that word?” Kuroo asks, aghast that his ten year old daughter even recognises the existence of the opposite gender. 

Aiko sticks her tongue at him, and he’s too distracted by Fumiko taking a flying leap onto the sofa with them, chattering a thousand miles an hour about what’s for breakfast and whether they can go to the zoo this afternoon - though he pins his suspicions on Bokuto’s trio of sons. 

“Monsters”, he says. “Can’t even give your to-san a break to snuggle up to your pretty ka’san.” 

The girls shriek in dismay - Aiko, at being a witness to further gross displays of affection between her parents, Fumiko, at being called a monster despite being a self-proclaimed princess. You prod at the soft flesh between his ribs. 

“Don’t be mean”, you admonish him. 

He sniffs, taking the chance to draw you closer. “I’m cranky in the mornings unless I get a morning kiss.” 

You snort, swatting at him. “You make it sound as if kisses contain caffeine.” 

The girls giggle, but he protests. 

“Full of nonsense”, you tease, but you kiss him, again and again and again. 

Things settle into a steady, sustainable pace. 

You refuse to allow him to bear the weight of the household on his back alone. There are frank conversations to be had about what each of you can realistically handle without burning out. He leads the charge in the mornings, whipping up breakfast with the aid of his two sous chefs, building an expertise in braiding and french twists that could possibly allow him to moonlight as a hairstylist. You, on the other hand, take charge of evening pick-ups, cooking dinners, supervising homework and art projects until he comes home and tags you out. 

Chores are evenly split. He doesn’t allow you to assume the mental load of organising the household by yourself. “We both have a degree in business management”, he likes to remind you, because he now knows that remembering to run errands, scheduling appointments - all of this is work too. 

You force him to take breaks. If you get to relax with your friends, so should he. “If you get too stressed, you’ll lose your hair and we can’t have that.” He yelps when he imagines himself bald and obediently complies when you call Kenma up, talk him into getting him and Bokuto and Akaashi (when he’s feeling less morose about his singlehood) to go for a round of pick up volleyball. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself”, you note wryly when he returns home crowing about how he stuffed an Olympic player with a kill block. 

“I did”, he replies, catching your hips to pull you in, cheekily ignoring your complaints that he’s sweaty. “But I enjoy coming home to you even more.”

“Gross”, you grumble, but you seem content to remain in his arms. 

It’s another small moment he treasures. Life, he learns, is made of moments, both big and small. He’d made the mistake of only focusing on the big ones - graduation, playing at nationals, the day he was lucky enough to marry you, each of his daughter’s birthdays. Now, though, he cherishes each moment, each second he has with you and the girls, no matter how little, no matter how small. 

He likes to come into the bathroom each night, leaning his elbow on the edge of the bathtub as you chat to him about your day, luxuriating in the bath he drew for you. You and he take turns to complain about life’s inconveniences as you clear emails once the girls have gone off to bed- colleagues who shirk their work, bosses who nitpick overmuch, washing everything down with steaming cups of herbal tea. 

“Are you happy?”, he asks you, night after night. 

“Mm”, you say with an impish grin. “I’d be happier if you let me put my toes on your calves.” 

“They’re freezing”, he groans but scoots over anyway. “Better?” 

“Much better”, you hum, content. “Life is good.”

He’s not remiss in planning the big moments too. 

A year passes quickly to your wedding anniversary. He packs your suitcase, books the train tickets and whisks you back to the ryokan in Hakone, though this time he upgrades you both to their largest suite. “I feel like a princess!” you exclaim, twirling about the room. 

Your happiness is worth every yen he spent. 

You spend the day strolling down avenues lined with cherry blossoms, Mount Fuji looming in the backdrop, the evening exchanging heated kisses in the private onsen he booked. You’re older now, with laughter lines creased into your forehead, grey streaks in your hair, but you’re still the same girl he fell in love with all those years ago. 

“And you couldn’t wait ‘til we got back to our room?” you smack him. 

He also loves how there’s fire burning bright in your eyes, the way it always used to. “You kissed me first!” 

“You kissed me second!” 

“I don’t hear you complaining”, he cackles. 

You try to shush him, to no avail, as he draws the attention of everyone around him.

“What a happy couple”, an obaa-san remarks out loud. “They must be newlyweds.”  

Well, she’s not wrong. You’re as radiant as you were fifteen years ago, his spring bride, but he’s an old man doddering on, hopefully with his edges sanded off with time. “Just your regular old, married couple”, he chortles when you’re safely back in the room. 

“A happily married couple”, you reply, serenely sipping your tea. “That obaa-san definitely got that part right.” 

There’s a lump in his throat that he can’t swallow. “Are you happy?” he manages to ask anyway. 

“With you?” Your smile is warm, bright. Always.”

Both of you are doing alright.

a/n: it's been a while, hasn't it. i've been alright - how are you guys doing?

[jyeshindra]

MARS, SCORPIO, & ARIES

Mars: Ambition, drive, power, courage, instincts, anger, passion

Aries & Scorpio (Pluto)

Both are ambitious, driven people. Motivated by goals and desires. They want to take action and are independent people. Do not easily obey or submit to others. Passionate people and can be spiritual as well. They can both resist temptation and focus in on what they want.

Solitary people. Mars likes to operate on its own. Undisturbed and un-influenced. Can be loners or they just like to lead the pack. Both positions are lonely.

They both have excellent instinct and trust their natural talents. They have a strong sense of self built on their accomplishments. They are hard-working and can put their noses to the grindstone!

Scorpio is more subtle and reserved (yin/water) but ultimately has more stability and focus (fixed). Scorpio studies, analyzes, processes, interprets, understands. Pluto is the destroyer, so Scorpio has a lot of concentrated power. If Aries is a cannonball, Scorpio is a laser. 

Scorpio has more endurance (Scorpion). They can weather a lot of different situations and will defend themselves if they have to. But this won’t be their first response (yin). They’ll likely figure you out first, pinpoint your weaknesses, and keep their head above water. But best believe, they know what buttons to push and how to hit where it hurts. Cold people, ruthless at times. More feminine-leaning Scorpios can display this easily. Spiteful people, can hold a grudge if they really are emotionally invested. Eye for an eye kind of people. They will linger emotionally in situations and fester. 

Scorpio’s expression of Mars + Pluto creates this desiring nature. This kind of speaks to a Scorpio theme which is suffering. Scorpio can have a relationship with desire where it is extremes of grasping and staying away. Hot and cold hot and cold. Never satisfied. They are (yin) so they need something to fill them. Something to warm them up. They like to hold onto things. Some Scorpios can be indulgent (Taurus/Venus opposition) but it’s more like Scorpio will indulge their feelings. If they really want something and they’re fixated on it, they will indulge that desire. 

Aries on the other hand can be more dynamic and bold (Fire/Cardinal). They like to explore, try different things, and make progress towards what it is they have set their sights on. Aries is not like Scorpio in terms of endurance. They can burn out more quickly, get frustrated, quit, or just throw themselves at the same wall repeatedly. 

Aries is the baby (Ram/Lamb) of the zodiac so there is this theme of maturation with Aries. They need to master themselves and their abundant fiery energy. Scorpio is more likely to have the introspection available to understand their motivations and why they do things. Aries can be like this as well, but they can also be childish in their approach to matters.

Overestimating their abilities, underestimating their abilities, biting off more than they can chew, taking on too much at once. Their Martian energy wants to do, do, do, do, do, and it’s firing on all cylinders.

On the other hand, because Aries is so dynamic, their Martian energy is geared towards leadership (cardinal). Where they go, other people tend to follow or mimic. Something about their nature (fire) is infectious and inspiring. Their Martian energy manifests as a light for others to follow through the challenges they face.

Aries clears the path (cardinal) and breaks down walls. As it matures, it learns to focus its energy and apply itself in the right ways. It picks the positions that are suited for it. It does not only think of itself, it thinks of others too.

Scorpio learns to balance their control and surrender. They learn to investigate themselves and kill off the parts of them they no longer need. Ultimately, Scorpio achieves an inner peace and builds their inner security so there is no need to fixate or obsess. They channel that focused energy on the things that give back to them. On what makes them emotionally content.

Both energies are incredibly inspiring though, Scorpio + Aries. These people can bear a lot and are fierce protectors of the people they love. Aries may be more demonstrative (yang) while Scorpio will be subtle and quiet in their affections (yin).

[msrlunatj]

¿Qué Distribución de Linux Deberías Usar Según tus Intereses? / Which Linux Distribution Should You Use Based on Your Interests?

Introducción / Introduction

Español: Linux ofrece una vasta gama de distribuciones, cada una diseñada para diferentes intereses y necesidades. Ya sea que te enfoques en el desarrollo de software, la administración de sistemas, la creación de contenido multimedia, o simplemente busques una alternativa a Windows o macOS, hay una distribución de Linux que se adapta a ti. Además, Linux proporciona ventajas significativas sobre otros sistemas operativos en muchos de estos escenarios. En este blog, exploraremos cuál distribución es ideal según tus intereses y las razones por las que Linux puede ser una mejor opción en comparación con Windows o macOS. Presentaremos esta información de manera accesible para tanto hispanohablantes como angloparlantes.

English: Linux offers a wide range of distributions, each designed for different interests and needs. Whether you focus on software development, system administration, multimedia creation, or simply seek an alternative to Windows or macOS, there’s a Linux distribution that suits you. Additionally, Linux offers significant advantages over other operating systems in many of these scenarios. In this blog, we’ll explore which distribution is ideal based on your interests and why Linux might be a better choice compared to Windows or macOS. This information will be presented in a way that is accessible to both Spanish and English speakers.

1. Ubuntu: Ideal para Principiantes, Desarrollo y Diseño Gráfico / Ubuntu: Ideal for Beginners, Development, and Graphic Design

Español: Ubuntu es la elección perfecta para quienes son nuevos en Linux o buscan una distribución estable y fácil de usar para el desarrollo de software. Su amplia compatibilidad con aplicaciones como GIMP, Inkscape y Blender también la convierte en una excelente opción para diseñadores gráficos e ilustradores. Además, Ubuntu ofrece soporte para una variedad de herramientas de desarrollo, lo que la hace ideal para programadores.

English: Ubuntu is the perfect choice for those new to Linux or looking for a stable and user-friendly distribution for software development. Its broad compatibility with applications like GIMP, Inkscape, and Blender also makes it an excellent choice for graphic designers and illustrators. Additionally, Ubuntu offers support for a variety of development tools, making it ideal for programmers.

2. Fedora: Para Desarrolladores, Seguridad y Creación de Contenido Multimedia / Fedora: For Developers, Security, and Multimedia Creation

Español: Fedora se destaca por estar a la vanguardia en términos de tecnología y seguridad. Es una distribución ideal para desarrolladores y aquellos interesados en seguridad informática. Además, Fedora es compatible con una amplia gama de software para edición de video, audio y animación, como Kdenlive, Audacity y Blender, lo que la convierte en una opción sólida para creadores de contenido multimedia.

English: Fedora stands out for being at the forefront of technology and security. It’s an ideal distribution for developers and those interested in cybersecurity. Additionally, Fedora supports a wide range of software for video editing, audio production, and animation, such as Kdenlive, Audacity, and Blender, making it a solid choice for multimedia content creators.

3. Debian: Para Administradores de Sistemas, Usuarios Avanzados y Diseño 3D / Debian: For System Administrators, Advanced Users, and 3D Design

Español: Debian es conocida por su estabilidad, lo que la hace ideal para administradores de sistemas y usuarios avanzados. Su entorno sólido también es adecuado para diseñadores 3D que buscan un sistema confiable para trabajar con software como Blender o FreeCAD. Debian proporciona un entorno de trabajo predecible y seguro, ideal para manejar proyectos de gran escala y complejidad.

English: Debian is known for its stability, making it ideal for system administrators and advanced users. Its solid environment is also suitable for 3D designers looking for a reliable system to work with software like Blender or FreeCAD. Debian provides a predictable and secure work environment, ideal for handling large-scale and complex projects.

4. Arch Linux: Para Usuarios Avanzados, Personalización Extrema y Jugadores / Arch Linux: For Advanced Users, Extreme Customization, and Gamers

Español: Arch Linux es la distribución preferida por aquellos que desean un control total sobre su sistema. Es ideal para usuarios avanzados que buscan personalización extrema y desean optimizar su sistema para el rendimiento en juegos. Arch te permite configurar tu entorno de juego con precisión, optimizando el rendimiento con herramientas como Steam y Proton para jugar títulos de Windows en Linux.

English: Arch Linux is the preferred distribution for those who want full control over their system. It’s ideal for advanced users seeking extreme customization and who want to optimize their system for gaming performance. Arch allows you to finely tune your gaming environment, optimizing performance with tools like Steam and Proton for playing Windows titles on Linux.

5. Linux Mint: Alternativa a Windows para Escritorio y Creadores de Contenido / Linux Mint: Windows Alternative for Desktop Users and Content Creators

Español: Linux Mint ofrece una experiencia de usuario familiar para aquellos que buscan una alternativa a Windows, siendo particularmente amigable para el uso en escritorios. También es una excelente opción para creadores de contenido que necesitan una distribución simple y efectiva para trabajar con herramientas como OBS Studio, GIMP y Audacity. Mint combina facilidad de uso con estabilidad, facilitando la transición desde Windows.

English: Linux Mint offers a familiar user experience for those seeking an alternative to Windows, being particularly user-friendly for desktop use. It’s also an excellent choice for content creators who need a simple and effective distribution for working with tools like OBS Studio, GIMP, and Audacity. Mint combines ease of use with stability, making the transition from Windows smooth.

6. Pop!_OS: Para Desarrolladores, Gamers y Diseño 3D / Pop!_OS: For Developers, Gamers, and 3D Design

Español: Pop!_OS es una distribución basada en Ubuntu, optimizada para desarrolladores y jugadores. Incluye soporte nativo para GPUs, lo que la hace ideal para jugar y trabajar en proyectos de diseño 3D con software como Blender. Además, su enfoque en la productividad y el flujo de trabajo eficiente la convierte en una excelente opción para desarrolladores que buscan un entorno de trabajo optimizado.

English: Pop!_OS is a Ubuntu-based distribution optimized for developers and gamers. It includes native GPU support, making it ideal for gaming and working on 3D design projects with software like Blender. Additionally, its focus on productivity and efficient workflow makes it an excellent choice for developers looking for an optimized work environment.

Ventajas de Linux Sobre Windows y macOS / Advantages of Linux Over Windows and macOS

Español: Linux ofrece diversas ventajas sobre Windows y macOS, incluyendo:

Costo: La mayoría de las distribuciones de Linux son gratuitas, lo que reduce significativamente el costo en comparación con las licencias de Windows o macOS.

Seguridad: Linux es conocido por su robusta seguridad, con menos vulnerabilidades a malware debido a su arquitectura y modelo de permisos.

Rendimiento: Linux es más eficiente en el uso de recursos, ofreciendo mejor rendimiento, especialmente en hardware más antiguo o limitado.

Personalización: Con Linux, tienes un control total sobre tu sistema, permitiendo ajustar cada aspecto según tus necesidades, lo que es ideal para usuarios avanzados y creadores de contenido.

English: Linux offers several advantages over Windows and macOS, including:

Cost: Most Linux distributions are free, significantly reducing costs compared to Windows or macOS licenses.

Security: Linux is known for its robust security, with fewer vulnerabilities to malware due to its architecture and permission model.

Performance: Linux is more resource-efficient, offering better performance, especially on older or limited hardware.

Customization: With Linux, you have full control over your system, allowing you to tweak every aspect to fit your needs, ideal for advanced users and content creators.

Conclusión / Conclusion

Español: Elegir la distribución de Linux adecuada puede mejorar significativamente tu experiencia, dependiendo de tus intereses y necesidades. Desde Ubuntu y Fedora para principiantes y desarrolladores, hasta Arch Linux para usuarios avanzados y jugadores, y Pop!_OS para creadores de contenido y diseño 3D, hay una distribución que se adapta a cada perfil. Linux ofrece notables ventajas sobre Windows y macOS, convirtiéndose en una opción atractiva para una amplia variedad de usuarios.

English: Choosing the right Linux distribution can significantly enhance your experience, depending on your interests and needs. From Ubuntu and Fedora for beginners and developers, to Arch Linux for advanced users and gamers, and Pop!_OS for content creators and 3D design, there’s a distribution that fits every profile. Linux offers notable advantages over Windows and macOS, making it an attractive option for a wide range of users.

[blogtaculous]

I really want to give a shout-out to the Mobile Frame Zero community for the really, really cool work they’ve done since the following work was made possible by their efforts.

So, I watched all of Evangelion and was like “wow, mechs vs monsters is so sick like for real”

So my next Lego project is going to be mechs vs monsters in a micro city, thus continuing my trend of projects that stretch my collection instead of building on it.

While Brikwars shenanigans continue I have been building the mechs.

Here they are, a handsome little collection.

I wanted to write this post to expand on the lore of each machine but also to give credit to the excellent mech and frame builders I copied from. I think I have a real talent for castles and landscapes but machines and space builds still don’t feel right, so I’m thankful for others who have paved the way.

From left to right:

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W-024 “Ancient Ode” is one of the original War Class mechs before the expansion of their battlefield roles, and is now one of the last to operate. It owes its longevity to numerous upgrades given its stellar combat record across conflicts and operators. It keeps its original colors, an homage to the Army it used to serve.

This one is based on principles from Josh's Super Chub Marines, though I've multiplied the legs and made some significant changes to the arms and shoulders. This mech was originally going to be a melee focused machine, but the super chub legs have some balance problems when posing, and I was frustrated by the lack of articulation in the ankles.

The solution came to me in a dream (Armored Core VI). I doubled the legs for a quadrupedal design, inspired by the success I had using them against Sea Spider. Now it stays upright effortlessly and I could also use more sand green (one of the best Lego colors). In general, the four legs allow for beefier body parts and the back-mounted rocket launcher.

“W-class” refers to a time when mechs were first used for warfare instead of construction or manufacturing. Today, Ancient Ode would be referred to a BL-Class (Battleline), but owing to its service record the original classification sticks. Ancient Ode is the Ma Deuce of battle mechs. I enhanced the build with stickers from the Avatar sets, though I was disappointed when the sand green on the stickers clashes with the brick color.

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A-094 "Distant Oath" was one of the first artillery class mechs produced, as such the it was outfitted with a now-obsolete shoulder-mounted heavy cannon. While heavy cannon mounted in this manner such as the LM-15 Ultra Sonic have gone out of fashion in favor of much larger cannon or shorter range missile pods (a precursor of which is mounted on the right shoulder), it has been impractical to repurpose A-class mechs like Distant Oath.

Distant Oath is heavily based on the MF0 frame Uhlan Marine by skroberto on Flickr. I had to figure out most of it from his photos and other resources on the MF0 Facebook page. It's a great frame, but I made some internal changes to make it suitable for physical construction. Unfortunately, it is the least stable mech in the collection because the “knee” joint is a round tile using opposite anti-studs to hold the legs together.

Given the stability problems and its size I decided it would be an artillery piece. I added some stickers from a Mindstorms set, and the “A” in “A-class” was derived from the stickers. The cannon has one that says “Ultra Sonic” so that’s the name of the cannon. Distant Oath was almost a shade of blue, but I was using Orange while I designed it and decided I loved it too much to change.

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S-62-2 “Wild Eyes” is a strike/support class mech designed for air superiority missions. These machines are among the newest frames produced, with boosted legs for softer landings and a lighter exoskeleton to let the booster engines really shine. They are useful for sustained flight and boosting directly into engagements.

This is a combination of concepts from -SuspendedAnimation-'s Rigel II and Andromeda MFO frames that use their X-11 core.

Wild Eyes is a strike/support class because I’ve decided that machines that are smaller and more mobile can have so many different roles that it would be impractical to classify them all different. The color chosen for the only soft blue that includes the chest piece and the shoulder bricks. Wild Eyes is a little lanky after I modified the arms to be more posable and it looked very “flight” to me so I gave them a real set of boost engines designed to fly around and harass.

I used more mindstorms stickers since they are transparent, but I was able to find some for the fund that say “Danger, Jet Blast” in a Marvel jet I could cut apart to fit.

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S-973 No Survivors is a strike/support class mech designed for sustained ground operations. It's outfitted with stronger than standard armor and a booster engine for mobility to offset the additional weight. Additionally, it's equipped with a utility launcher for tactical munitions or a short range pile driver. Often, this style of S-class mechs carries a melee weapon, and No Survivors wields an RES (Rapid Energy Sword).

This one is a modified version of -SuspendedAnimation-'s Comanche core. I changed the shoulder and elbow assembly because I don't like how fragile modified tiles and taps are, something I also did for Wild Eyes and Ancient Ode. The rifle is their design as well.

Once again, the mech’s numerical designation is derived from the stickers. This one uses several unmodified from a Marvel jet. Like Distant Oath, No Survivors has last resort munitions in the chest. The RES isn’t a static blade like a lot of other mech settings, as that would be impractical when trying to fight in between buildings. It operates a little bit like a lightsaber, activating when necessary, and the energy isn’t all that stable. It explodes out from the handle and is closer to a giant lighter than a true sword.

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I’m excited to get the city built for the mechs to romp around in. I have a few buildings mocked up already, but I don’t have space for more until I can block out the roadways. I love how AC6 cities are laid out and will be taking lots of inspiration from there. I also want to do some retractable structures like Tokyo-3.

Anyway, have a good day, thanks for checking out my work.

[materialsscienceandengineering]

Researchers report pathway to stronger alloys for extreme environments

At around 2,500 degrees Fahrenheit, steel melts. When aluminum is exposed to moisture and oxygen, it corrodes. While these conventional alloys are well suited to everyday environments, they fold under abnormally excessive exposure to extreme heat, cold, pressure and other conditions. And with the nation conducting more and more operations in extreme environments, such as space and the Arctic, the need for alloys that maintain strength under these conditions is critical. Multi-principal element alloys (MPEAs), which are made up of several elements in roughly equal proportions, can be better suited for extreme environments because their high strength, hardness and toughness over a range of temperatures. In addition, MPEAs often exhibit excellent corrosion resistance and thermal stability, and can display unique functional properties useful for electronic or magnetic devices.

Read more.

[mollysunder]

Jinx's Potential Pirate Problem

From what we know from this first season, the Lanes and Bilgewater seem to uneasily coexist as partners in the black market. Bilgewater Pirates try to catch any opportunity to hustle and shortend Zaunites out of their wares if they think they can get away with it. Instead of the threat to Silco coming from Noxus, the outside party agitating for Silco's overthrow, the simpler answer might be from Bilgewater.

In one of the first scenes at the last drop a pair of traders from Bilgewater are trying to cheat Huck, the glasses dude, out of their arranged deal. Vander manages to deescalate the situation with the threat of violence and offers them his pipe too (let's put a pin in that).

Then, during the arcade scene, the audience gets to see what an excellent sharpshooter Jinx is at a young age. Jinx makes all the shots not just once but several in a row alternating back and forth between targets in rapid succession. When I watched that scene, I thought how weird it is that those targets weren't painted to look like caricatures of obnoxiously wealthy Piltovans (the one civilian has isn't meant to be a target) or, at the very least, enforcers. Instead, they made a game out of shooting a class of people Vander and Zaun citizens seem to work with often. Vander had to approve of the game for it to be played by the kids, I'm sure. Vander doesn't want them to challenge Piltover's forces, but he does want to foster a healthy antagonism against Pirates.

This next one is a small thing but I found it odd that when Caitlyn made up a back story she gave her family a pirate origin. Do I think that means somehow it'll be revealed Caitlyn's family has a secret family origin where they used to Pirates. No, I think it's a cute set up for how Pirates are associated with people and objects Jinx has been taught to dislike.

Finally I want to include this concept art of Jinx that was included in the Bridging the Rift series. This outfit wasn't included in the first season. She's in a cloak decorated in waves and tentacles, imagery associated Bilgewater and its related religion. Except for the hood, it's not really Jinx's style, but she's got it on, and she got it from somewhere, so maybe this hints at Bilgewater's growing influence in the wake of Zaun's power vacuum.

Now that Silco is dead I can see Pirates from Bilgewater trying to take advantage of Zaun's supposed weakness by backing out of their previously established deals, and generally just muscling in on the Shimmer trade. I can see at least 1 or 2 chembarons accepting a Bilgewater faction taking Silco's place as long they're offered stability and a lucrative arrangement. I imagine the smarter chembarons are wary of crossing Sevika though, Bilgewater wouldn't offer independence just new masters to control Zaun.

What's something to keep in mind though is that if Finn was Bilgewater's point of contact that means the information they gathered on Silco's operation and especially on Jinx was filtered through his perspective. Sevika made it clear, Finn's an idiot who didn’t know what the hell he was talking about when he tried to disparage Silco and Jinx to her, and it got him killed.

What does it all mean? Well, it means that Bilgewater isn't operating on the right set of knowledge on how to handle Zaun, and worse, how to handle Jinx. They're going to make a big push in Zaun next season, Finn made Jinx sound more flighty and unstable than she actually is. The former is a worse mistake than the latter, so despite the 'mad dog' status Bilgewater will probably think she can either be subdued or put down easily. But just like when Vander handed those traders his pipe (a symbol of power in Zaun), they won't be able handle Zaun or Jinx, frankly the situation will be too overwhelming (there's the pin). Not only are we shown a young Jinx running bullets through pretend pirates but she readily outmaneuvers groups of enemy combatants. Zaun is an acquired taste honestly, there's a lot of moving parts constantly in flux that most people wouldn't be able to handle.

Why would Bilgewater even be on Jinx's case? Silco's dead, some assume that ends Jinx's involvement in Zaun's affairs and on to Piltover. But Jinx is technically a part of the 'old regime' and no symbols should remain of it for people to rally around, and Jinx definitely is the kind to have a cult of personality. They might want to take the heat off of Zaun as they try to gain control by getting rid of Jinx to placate Piltover. I'm not sure how successful that'd be since Piltover will be hellbent to remove all Shimmer infrastructure, the industry they want in on. Or maybe Jinx doesn't like the way Bilgewater's infiltrators are treating the last of what remains of Silco's memory, of what her and Silco cultivated together as a family. Jinx has no reason to play nice with these people and they're unprepared for what that means.

Tldr: I've been so wrapped up in the threat of Noxus, I ignored how entrenched Bilgewater Pirates are in Zaun that lays the ground for an infiltration arc in season 2. So often, whenever there's a scene that implies the presence of Bilgewater (the Pirate hub), it's overshadowed by the bigger personalities of the main cast and how they react to it.

[gergthecat]

Legacy CH 2 - Lae POV

The singing corpses haunt me, my body gasping, shocked, convulsing in a curled-up ball in my chair. In a moment of procedural clarity, I unclasp my seatbelt and tumble cumbersomely onto the floor, the cool metallicity providing some calm as I lay my cheek against it. I can hear blood rushing to my ears, and I feel wet drip from my face onto the floor, sweat turning into tears as I tremble. Rationally, I know what’s happening. I’m having a panic attack, but the rational part of my mind is having a difficult time peaking through the cloud stupor coursing through me. 

In my haze, I hear Dad’s voice calling out to me in the halls; he must be able to hear me. 

Coughing raggedly, I rasp his name while I watch through my periphery as he spots my pitying form, dashing up to me.

He grasps my arms and pulls me into an embrace, one I’ve always found comforting and congenial; now utterly lacking. My harsh breaths are marred by the shirt I’m inhaling into, trying with all my gusto to explain why the hells I’m falling apart like this.

Some wild gesture must have worked, though, because I see the blurry figures of two of his operatives stride wearily towards the window at my frenzied request, and keel back when they catch sight of the—

I vomit again, luckily missing most of my dad and adding to the abstract portrait I’ve constructed with my bile.

“HolyfuckingMaker,” the Legionnaire I now recognize as Jayce Krin spurts, placing a tentative hand on the wall next to her head. 

My head is clearing, the hysteria seemingly going as quickly as it arrived. Dad hoists me up by my underarms as he used to do when I was young, keeping a hand at my elbow to stabilize me. He cranes his neck, gaping when he catches what we’re all rocked by.

“That would explain the lack of response,” he mutters, stepping over my vomit and placing himself carefully in my flight chair, not bothering to buckle in.

He expertly disables the alarm sirens, and the remaining panic dissipates swiftly, my shoulders slumping in relief. I was taught to always approach a problem from a level-headed and grounded place, and that feels more feasible now that I’m not sobbing on the floor. 

“Lae,” he starts, though we both know what he’ll be asking, “Are you—”

I cut him off, “I’m fine, Dad, I swear. I’m coming with you.”

He peers at me for a moment before nodding gravely and turning back to the console, entering a few commands and then standing up, motioning for us all to follow him.

His subordinates eye me carefully, no doubt having heard of my excellence, only to find me rolling on the floor in a rather sorry state. I just roll my eyes; they can think whatever they want, but that doesn’t mean they’ll be correct.

“Docking bay was left open,” Dad explains as we meaner into our pods, me into Dad’s as his flyer.

“By whom, though?” I say distrustfully, strapping into my spot. 

I’m sure that, as I look around, there’s got to be some sort of hands-off communication system in here, and my suspicions are confirmed when I hear a crisp voice come from the ceiling, “What the hells does that mean; by who? I’d assume the dead people.”

Dad butts in, “It’s whom, and there’s no reason to assume that. There must have been someone else on that ship at some point, so what’s to say they aren’t still there?”

I don’t hear a response after that, smirking lightly as my dad and I share a look.

Launching out of my Chimera, his Legionnaires pulling behind us into triangular formation. 

We shift into the docking bay cautiously, smooth in formation just as I was taught, when out of my periphery, I watch Cassian shoot off into the Fold, leaving our two ships, the only whisper of its remnants; the soft glow of debris in its wake.

Dad notices this, glancing worriedly in my direction before he yells out to Jayce, “Get ahold of him, please!” The little flashing dot signaling its location now vacant from my set.

The response from Jayce comes quickly, verifying what we both already know, that for some stupid reason, that Legionnaire has made some dumb decision, and of himself; an enemy of the Legion. I’ve heard enough of my parents’ stories to know that that is not the most brilliant idea. 

As though a thought from the Maker Themself compelled them, the bay doors snap shut ricketily, certifiably shutting us into the deathtrap. Dad does the smart thing, as usual, and radios command, letting them know that this is no longer a silly situation and is now a real conspiracy. I always used to love hearing my dad’s stories about when he was younger, a fresh graduate on the run from every government body everywhere, ragtag group of friends and such. Every time, though, after he’d finish telling me about some close call, he’d remind me that although it seems cool and valorous now, at the time, he was bruised beyond recognition and living off of crackers and spite. That’s kept me on the straight and narrow most of my life.

When he’s done talking with De Stoy, Dad turns back to me and says sternly, “I want you to get out of here, Kiddo. This is real stuff, and your mom would kick my butt from here to tomorrow if anything happened to you. I’m serious.”

“I’ll be fine, Dad, I’m the best flier in my year. I grew up with you, for Maker’s sake. I’m not a little kid.”

He peers at me for a moment more, “You can stay here,” he points to exactly where I’m standing, “No moving at all; you need to be able to get out of here. I’m serious too.”

I raise my hands in surrender, “Deal.”

He just nods once, piercing me with what I can only call a parental warning, and walks out of the port and onto what could very actually be enemy territory. It comes to me, rather embarrassingly late, that he clearly doesn’t think it’s too big of a threat, though, because the damn bay doors are closed. 

I’ve waited for ten minutes when Dad’s voice echos in our pod, “Lae? Open the doors, please.”

I do just that, leaning over to the button from my chair, turning my head in the direction of the hall he’ll be coming from when I hear fraught voices speaking in Syldrathi.

“Dad? Is everything okay?” I can hear his calm responses as he links me assuringly. When he pulls around the corner, I see that he is followed by three Syldrathi women, the youngest looking maybe sixteen, and the oldest well over fifty, though it can be hard to tell. The elder one has something familiar about her, which I dismiss when I notice that she’s covered in blood as just the fact that there aren’t many Syldrathi at the Academy. She looks at me for a second, and almost seems shocked, and when I glance at Dad, his expression mirrors hers.

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Sorry this chapter took so long, life has been very hectic lately and writing went to the backseat for a while.

[theqreatorsworld]

Isabella “Bell” Beaufort

NEW DESIGN

Theme song: The Search by NF

Isabella "Bell" Beaufort, born to French intelligence operatives, was sent to Russia for safety as a child. Raised in a Soviet military orphanage, she excelled in combat and befriended Arash Kadivar. During a mission to transport nukes to Solovetsky, Arash betrayed her, leaving her for dead. Rescued by CIA operatives Adler, Mason, and Woods, she was brainwashed using MKUltra to become a CIA asset.Despite her manipulation, Isabella became crucial in missions against Perseus. After Adler shot her in a crisis of conscience and saved her life, she forgave him. By 1984, she was a seasoned operative, joining the team to capture Vikhor "Stitch" Kuzmin in Verdansk, driven by a desire for justice.

GENERAL

Name: Isabella Beaufort

Full Name: Isabella Rosalie Beaufort In French, Bella Kuznetsova (Белла Кузнецова)in Russian, Elizabeth Grace Bishop in American.

Age: 24

Alias(es): Bell, Adlers Protege,Bella

Nationality: 🇫🇷 French

Spoken language: English(Alot),French(In secret a lot),Russian(For professional reasons)

Birth Date: November 27, 1954

Place of Birth: Paris, France

Timeline: Black Ops,Cold War

Rank: Agent

Status: Alive

Death Date: shot by Adler but was taken care of

Occupation: CIA

Affiliation(s): Soviet Union(Formerly),Perseus (Formerly), CIA (Currently)

APPEARANCE

Skin Tone: White

Eye Color: Hazel dark

Hair Color: brownish black

Hair Length: Waist Length

Hairstyle: Hair Down Ponytail,When she wears her Balacleva, a low bun

Height: 5,4

Weight: 90 lbs

Scars/Marks/Burns: The wound that she got shot at by Adler got healed but not to much

Face claim: Lilly Rose Depp

PERSONALITY

🔔Myers Briggs Type- ESFJ-T (Consul) and Enneagram Type 2.

She is a deeply caring and empathetic individual. Her extroverted nature and nurturing instincts are further reinforced, creating a strong emphasis on relationships and support for others. However, She can also lead to challenges such as boundary setting and self-care, as her desire to please and take care of others can sometimes come at the expense of her own well-being.

🔔Strong Practical Skills – She is excellent managers of day-to-day tasks and routine maintenance, enjoying making sure that those who are close to them are well cared for.

🔔Strong Sense of Duty – She has a strong sense of responsibility and always strive to meet her obligations. She often makes them hardworking and efficient in the workplace and very loyal in her personal relationships. She also tends to uphold the traditions that she hold close to her heart with diligence and consistency.

🔔Very Loyal – Valuing stability and security very highly, She is eager to preserve the status quo, which makes them extremely loyal and trustworthy partners and employees. True pillars of any groups that she belong to – whether it is their family or a community club – people with this personality type can always be counted on to show up and lend a helping hand.

🔔Sensitive and Warm – She naturally offers others the security and stability that they themselves want and need. She tend to seek out harmony and care deeply about other people’s feelings, being careful not to offend or hurt others. They are strong team players, and win-win situations are the stuff that their smiles are made of.

🔔Good at Connecting with Others – She comes together to make her social, confident, and generally well-liked. She has a strong need to “belong” and have no problem with small talk or following social cues in order to help her take an active role in her communities

NEGATIVE TRAITS

🔔Worried about Their Social Status – She can become preoccupied with social status and influence, which affects many of the decisions that she makes, potentially limiting her creativity and open-mindedness. She can tie too much of her identity to others’ expectations, losing a sense of herself.

🔔Inflexible – She places a lot of importance on what is socially acceptable and can be very cautious, even critical, of anything unconventional or outside the mainstream. She may also be unwilling to step out of herown comfort zone, usually for fear of being (or just appearing) different.

🔔Vulnerable to Criticism – It can be especially challenging to change these tendencies because She is so conflict averse. She can become very defensive and hurt if someone, especially a person close to her, criticizes her habits, beliefs, or traditions.

🔔Often Too Needy – She needs to hear and see a great deal of appreciation. If her efforts go unnoticed, she may start fishing for compliments in an attempt to get reassurance of how much she is valued.

🔔Too Selfless – The other side of her sometimes try to establish their value with doting attention, something that can quickly overwhelm those who don’t need it, making it ultimately unwelcome. Furthermore, She often neglect her own needs in the process.

🔔Fear(s): Losing her loved ones, and her Team

🔔Likes: Nice People, Victory, betrayal

🔔Dislikes: Mean People, Enemies

🔔Habit(s): Thinking

🔔Flaw(s): Yes

🔔Talent(s): Photography, hand to hand combat, sneak attacks,Surprise attacks

FAVORITES

Favorite Color: Green

Favorite Flower: Peony

Favorite Drink: Coke

AFFILIATIONS

CENTRAL INTELLIGENCE AGENCY

Special Clandestine Officer Russell Adler.

Psy-Ops Specialist Aleksandra Clarke R (@alypink )

Special Operative (Master Sergeant) Frank Woods

Special Operative (Captain) Alex Mason

Special Agent Jason Hudson

Lazar Azuloay

MI6

Helen Park

Benjamin Nee (Upcoming OC)

KGB

Major Dimitri Belikov

Vasily “Bell” Sokolov (@welldonekhushi )

NEW ZELAND ARMY

Koa “Hunter” Nikau(@islandtarochips)

Other Affiliations

Abby Mason(@revnah1406)

Anastasia Pérez Ivanov(@alexa-mwll)

Helina “Bell” Soldatova(@iamcautiouslyoptimistic)

Professor Charles Moore(@deeptrashwitch)

FAMILY

Father: Nicolas Beaufort

Status:[REDRACTED]

Mother: Josephine Monet

Status: [REDRADTED]

Love interest: Russel Adler (Later marries him in a future Black ops Fic)

Children: Hunter Bluejay Adler, Marie Collete Adler, Domonoquie Swan Adler, Elise Taylor Adler

Death's Mission:

Rose

Logan

Alex Keller

Enemy(ies):

Perseus

Arash Kadivar

Vikhor "Stitch" Kuzmin

ABILITIES

Fighting Style: Whatever Works

Weapons: M16A1, 1911, M60, Tranquilizer Gun, MP5, Type 63, Gallo SA12, RPD, LW3 - Tundra, Pellington 703, Hauer 77, Recurve Bow, M79, War Machine, XM4, AK-47, A Ka-Bar Combat Knife,

Preferred Weapon(s): A Weapon

Agility: 9/10

Hand-to-Hand Combat:10 /10

Long Range Accuracy: 9/10

Defense:9 /10

Offense: 9/10

People Skills:9 /10

BACKGROUND

Born in Paris,France, when Isabella was just a young girl, she never had a childhood , her dad worked in a french organization as her mom was the same, she never really got to meet her parents because both her parents were being hunted down

As young Isabella got a golden pendant from her mother before her mother sends her off to Russia where she would join the Soviet Union But The other Soviet would just stare at her weird cause she’s different and would usually get made fun of

Sometime during her teen days as a Combrate, she befriended Arash Kadivar, who became her sparring partner and closest comrade. With the forces of "evil" approaching the Homeland, the military council of Of the Soviets decided to get the nukes in Solovetsky in order to expand Perseus' defenses. When Isabella and Arash were in the car they were talking about the nukes and the nukes detonating Solovetsky, but then Arash got out of the car then saying to her that Perseus thinks too highly of her before shooting both the driver and her. But then Adler, along with Mason and woods found Isabella who was still alive, and killed Kadivar.

Soon Adler took her into a place and started using MKUltra to brainwash her and transfer his memories onto hers with the help of Helen Park to help them find Perseus. that’s where she also met Aleks, Koa, And Anastasia, She became really good friends with all three of them

First, it was about the DaNang war back in the 1960s Meeting Adler and Sims. She helped the team and also gained the trust of the CIA and with missions with the help of the saying that triggered her by Adler,

“Bell, we've got a job to do."

After the nukes were over and Adler shot her in the head he knew what he did wrong and never wanted to brainwash her again so he carried her to the safe house to fix her up. When she woke up he apologized for it took bell a moment to forgive him because she was mad but he was forgiven and that’s where she met other Bells which were Vasili Sokolov and Helina Soldatova and learned about them that they were also bells.

MOODBOARD

TRIVIA

The Name “Isabella” means "God is my oath."

Her Surname “Beaufort” Means the beautiful fort.

When it comes to Isabella She still has a soft spot for Adler and his friends even after what she’s been through

[hirocimacruiser]

M20b

TUNED IMPREZA

The highlight of the WRC (World Rally Championship) is the special stages called SS. Enthusiastic European galleries crowd around the SS, trying to get as close as possible to the super-high-speed rally cars, and stand for hours until the cars appear. On the other hand, top rallyists such as D. Auriol, who boasts four Corsi wins, trace slippery blind corners with millimeter precision. Modern rally machines are truly ultra-high-speed cornering machines that can be used 24 hours a day, in all weather conditions, and in all seasons. Tommykaira set out to tune his long-awaited boxer engine with the aim of creating a ``Tarmac SS specification,'' which was targeted at paved SS in this WRC. The base car is the Impreza, which won a shocking runner-up place in the 1993 1000 Lakes Rally. When Tommy Kaira tunes the full-time 4WD turbo, even a sports sedan becomes this close to a machine. M20b...SS Tarmac Special.

Maximum output is 265ps, left only to drivers with rationality and technique. Maximum torque 33.5kg-m.

Cornering characteristics with excellent stability and controllability. With both of these features, the M20b gives the driver the luxury of looking at the console on high-speed straights that are about to flat-out. Even if you were traveling at speeds above 240 km/h, you could read the triple meter readings, check the harness, and ask the navigator about the depth of the next corner. It's not just because it's 4WD, but you can definitely say that it was born from Tommykaira's suspension tune. The overall suspension settings, including tires and wheels, were worked out by engineer Kikuo Sara, and even the compound composition of the tires was studied on a test course exclusively for Dunlop. Also, since the M20b claims to be a ``Tarmac SS specification,'' it goes without saying that its cornering characteristics were thoroughly checked. Unlike pure rally machines, the M20b pursues safety as its stage is on ordinary roads, and has achieved the most fan-like handling possible. The difficult posture changes due to 4WD are seasoned with high power of 265ps and suspension tune. By simply operating the steering wheel quickly and accelerating while being aware of the front load, it was possible to turn in at once while maintaining a high speed. Furthermore, the Tommy Kaira-tuned boxer, which has increased both torque and output, shows sharp start-up acceleration while listening to the wild music of yesteryear. Tommy Kaira is known for its speed that closely follows the accelerator opening, even when starting up a hill or accelerating to overtake when selecting a high gear. The intense acceleration G that makes your head go white exceeds the catalog specs.

WRC driver's workplace.

Here is the scenery that makes you feel that way.

The interior tuning of the M20b was intentionally focused only on the driver's cockpit. Since this car is a machine that pursues driver's satisfaction, we decided that any decorations other than those related to driving would not suit this car.

First, the steering wheel jumps into the driver's field of vision. Here, we have adopted a new item that uses a lot of silver and carbon in addition to the Italvolante product that has been used on conventional Tommy Kaira cars. It provides smooth steering work inspired by WRC's works drivers. The shift switch does not require any unnecessary processing on the main body itself, and the shift boot is changed to a short stroke type. The top is machined from aluminum, allowing stress-free and quick shifting in any direction. The console is the first to use an original box made of three-dimensional molded layers of carbon. The central console section, which has three transparent meters that are essential for hard driving, is completed with hard materials that give it a WRC feel. The meter panel located directly in front has also been changed to a Tommykaira original. The panel projected on Tommykaira red has the Tommykaira logo. The speedometer is ticked up to 260km/h.

Large two-stage bridge evolution type rear wing. It approaches its rivals with the power of its front air intake.

In the past, WRC was dominated by Group B category machines. Larger than base vehicle

Extremely modified aero parts and thick tires were the official features of the WRC machines at the time. The M20b is equipped with large evolution-type aero parts on the front and rear that convey the image of such a high-performance machine. The two-stage bridge type rear wing, suitable for the extreme "Tarmac SS specification", is made of solid glass fiber and exhibits a high rectification effect at high speeds. While ensuring rearward visibility, it generates downforce at high speeds and greatly helps improve stability. The presence of the two-stage evolution type rear wing is so great that just by showing off its strong rear form, it can erase the fighting spirit of rivals.

The air intake part, which maximizes the cooling effect, has been changed to an original design spoiler with large openings above and below the bumper line. Tommy Kaira's aggressive face is finished in the style of a WRC machine with a pair of fog lights.

[Tommykaira M20b]

Price ¥3,780,000 (Type-RA base)

¥3,980,000 (WRX base)

¥2,855,000 (Basic model Type-RA base)

●Body & Transmission/Monocoque 4-door sedan 5-speed manual ●Brake/〈Front/Rear〉 Ventilated disc + anti-fade sports pads

●Engine / 1,994cc horizontally opposed 4-cylinder DOHC TURBO with intercooler ●Maximum output: 265ps/6,500rpm

●Maximum torque: 33.5kg-m/5,300rpm Drive system 4WD

●Suspension / Reinforced suspension

●Tires/〈Front/Rear〉 215/45ZR17 DUNLOP Performer 8000)

●Wheels/〈Front/Rear〉 7.0JJ×17 OFFSET+52mm ●Total length: 4,340mm Overall width: 1,690mm Overall height: 1,405mm/

●Vehicle weight 1, 200kg

Other equipment, options, and body color are based on genuine Subaru. The price is the price of the vehicle delivered to the Kyoto store, registration fees and consumption tax are not included.

・Price, specifications, data, etc. are subject to change without notice.・The photos shown are of the model for photography purposes and may differ from the actual product in details.

[blessed1neha]

Your Moon Sign and your Emotions

Emotional ARIES:

Aries are ruled by the red-hot, strong-minded planet Mars and energetic, aggressive, highly motivating and assertive or well determined. Generally they are dominating and don’t like to take “No” for an answer. The influence of Mars can make you impulsive, intense and quick to act and overreact. Emotionally, you can be fiery with a short temper. The very essence of Aries needs competitive challenge and strives on a certain level of excitement in any form. And while it is positive to release pent up energy, you can leave the person on the receiving end of your release wounded long after you have moved on. The great thing about Aries from an emotional point of view is you don't hold a grudge—once you get something off your chest, you quickly forgive and forget.

Emotional TAURUS:

Love goddess Venus, lover of beauty and all beautiful things in the universe, rules Taurus and this vibration also influences your inner mood making you a sensitive and caring person ad stubborn too at times, which means you are well liked but can be taken advantage of. When in love, you give your all, but expect the same back, if the love is not returned you can be possessive and controlling and dark desires will emerge from it. When your desires are not met or you are disrespected in some way and become hurt, you can close off and stone wall yourself. If treated well, you are open, loving, and sensual; the best ever lover or friend.You seek security and comfort in life.

Emotional GEMINI:

Ruled by Mercury, the planet of communication and analysis, you can become bored quickly if there is not enough action to stimulate your mind and can often be mischievous this also leads to multiple partners at times. Your challenge is to slow down and relax and not fill every moment with constant activity or it may lead to the saying “rolling stone gathers no moss”, and in this manner you can understand your mind , think and feelings. You are clever, curious with a playful nature and when you allow your feelings to show you can be very sentimental and open hearted.

Emotional CANCER:

Cancer is ruled by the Moon, which makes you a highly sensitive and emotional being and a traveller. As the Moon changes signs quickly, this constant change can also make you somewhat moody and give you confusion also at times, or lack of stability too and racing thoughts. You operate by your feelings and instincts or intuition, you will rarely go against how you feel, and can make decisions based purely on instincts. You are easily hurt, but have an outer protection (the crab's shell) and will instinctually pull back and shut down to protect yourself. As a Cancer, you are a giver and a family person, loyal, helpful, caring and nurturing.

Emotional LEO:

The Sun, being our most powerful force, the center of our solar system, and Leo's ruler, gives you the confidence and courage to take charge of your life as well as your emotions. You strive on being the leader, and excel in life and career when your talents are recognized and admired. You are truthful, ambitious, straight forward, enthusiastic and extravagant, you are generous of heart and spirit and care deeply about those who love and support you. 

Emotional VIRGO:

Ruled by Mercury, the thinking planet and healing planet, you can heal people very easily and you are an intellectual being, emotionally reserved and have a strong sense of self. However, you do have a tendency to over analyze and get too caught up in petty details that can distract your attention from the big picture and how you feel at a heart level. You tend to be critical and picky, but the truth is, Virgo, you are only this way with the people you love and care about, otherwise, they wouldn't even rate on your radar. 

Emotional LIBRA: 

Venus, the planet of love, beauty and grace, rules Libra. As you are the sign of the scales, one of the ways you keep your emotions balanced is to continually try to keep your environment, as well as the people you deal with, as harmonious as possible. You love to party and get along with people and can often put their needs before yours in an attempt to keep everything agreeable, you are also a people pleaser which may be good for them, but in the end will unsettle you and upset your equilibrium and make you feel irritable and lonely. 

Emotional SCORPIO:

Scorpio's ruler, Pluto, the planet of transformation, influences your inner world with intensity, power and the desire to probe in every issue to the very depths, for truth. Emotional fulfillment lies in honest connections with others that include strong, sensitive and passionate expression. If you are annoyed, angered or upset you are a perfect BITTERHEART at times when you are deeply hurt. On the other hand, the more control you have over your own emotions, the more powerful you feel. When you mix with people you have a deep emotional commitment with, you embrace them with a love and protectiveness that is known as a scorpion passion which you are famous for.

Emotional SAGITTARIUS:

Ruled by Jupiter, the planet of wisdom, expansion, education and your emotions are heightened with the spirit of adventure, a thirst for knowledge and a desire to explore different belief systems. As a seeker of truth, you are straightforward and honest feel unsettled if you are required to keep a secret and can bluntly tell others what you feel they need to know. You love to experience life to the full , adventurous and preferably with someone by your side, even if you do shy away from making a commitment. You are positive and optimistic and will generally not stay in a negative mood for long, choosing to live life on a higher vibration.

Emotional CAPRICORN:

Capricorn's ruler, somber Saturn, the teacher and planet of reality, influences your inner mood with a no-nonsense, driven and solitary quality. As a Capricorn, to keep your emotions equalized, you need a decompressing time between your busy schedule and before mingling with others in the outer world. But it is important not to stay in solitude for too long so you avoid entering the space of the sadness and blues. You are comfortable with your own company and love isolation, but you do better when you mix with others. Your need to feel worthwhile with your place in the world can be a serious endeavor and it is often not until your later years after ages of 32 or 36 , when you feel a sense of achievement, that you can really feel relax and settled. You don't commit very quickly but when you do you give your 100 percent.

Emotional AQUARIUS:

Co ruler is Uranus along with saturn, planet of independence and innovation, You are innovative, and do things your own way and as such, can be in your own world, leaving others to think you are standoffish, when really, you are just sorting things out in your mind. You can be unpredictable, creative, and that goes for your emotions, too. A good in-depth conversation with someone of substance, will sooth

Emotional PISCES:

Pisces' Co ruler is  Neptune along with Jupiter, planet of inspiration and compassion, influences your emotions with profound sensitivity and empathy. A spiritual connection and a practice of meditative silence that allows you to access your dreams and imagination will keep your emotions in check. And a balance between escapism and reality is what helps you to be effective in the world. A Sanctuary, a place you feel safe in, is key to your happiness. You have an innocence about you—highly sensitive and feel as well as show your emotional state easily. For this reason, you need to be selective of the people you allow in to share your life, especially as you have a tendency to care too much and can easily pick up, and take on, other people's' attitudes and emotions. As a dual sign, the symbol of the two fishes, the key to emotional stability is to ensure you have a balance between the analytical (mind) and follow your instincts (heart)

[jenniferstit]

pac: what makes you UNIQUE?

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one

you have a remarkable ability to remain balanced. no matter what happens, positive or negative, you operate from a place of neutrality. you are neither impulsive nor impatient, you understand and appreciate the value of hard work & endurance. you have excellent resilience, and you are not afraid to get your hands dirty, so to speak… you recognize that you are the only person who can take yourself to where you want to go. you are a truth seeker, you see things clearly. you don’t let others’ doubt cloud your clear mindset. i’m also hearing “don’t take no for an answer.” i feel that you handle rejection very well. you recognize that one closed door simply leads to another opportunity. you welcome new beginnings and aren’t afraid of change. this pile is very independent. your belief in yourself and faith in the universe is unmatched. i believe this pile is highly protected & very in touch with divinity… earth angel vibes. whatever seeds you are planting at/around this time will sprout beautifully in the next few months… big or small. there is an energy of emerging victory present. stay true to yourself & remain authentic. the world needs it. you know your shadow traits and you keep them in check. it may spook the people around you because they never see you step into a negative energy, giving them the impression that you do no wrong. this energy cracks me up bc it’s so calm & assured… you’ve been this way your whole life so you don’t recognize it as special but these traits are indeed unique, embrace it.

two

ok this group has lots of messages coming through, the last pile was more straight forward. so i see that you have big dreams, especially related to finances, or it could be that you have a strong emotional desire for family or some sort of stability or support. you definitely have star quality, whatever financial aspirations that you have can be achieved if you believe in yourself & plan accordingly. if you try to cut corners or achieve things quickly you will almost certainly run into obstacles. universe is really emphasizing the importance of patience & planning. i’m seeing that you are an EXTREMELY creative individual and your creativity needs to become the primary focus. i’m getting the energy of someone who’s thinking too far ahead into the future. success will come but what are you doing right now to ensure that success? i’m seeing that these thoughts abt success/finances may stem from self-worth issues. i recommend really putting in the work to develop your solar plexus chakra bc that will 100% help you get to where you want to be. in order to have this success you need to believe that you are truly worthy of it and this reading suggests that you may not [unconsciously] believe that. i definitely believe that you are meant to be a star, at any age, but you have to believe it too.

three

what makes you unique? you’re showing up as the magician, which says a lot. it’s also showing up here with the high priestess so i’m definitely going to say that you are a witch or mystic of some kind… even if you don’t practice. you just give off that energy. i’m seeing that people don’t know whether to love or hate you lol. it’s like they find you inspiring but they also put themselves in competition against you… weird. you may deal with a lot of weirdness from people… inconsistent behavior, oddities, things that just can’t be explained. this has nothing to do with you but everything to do with them and how they choose to react to your energy. i’m seeing that people try to compare themselves to you but they’re only able to perceive a percentage of who you are. it’s like they’re comparing 100% of themselves when they really only see abt 20% of you lol… not a rational thing to do. but that’s just it, these people aren’t thinking with their rational minds. 2222. you have a strong sexual presence as well, i think it’s very easy for people to idealize/sexualize you. you may find fantasy creation to be a problem inside your relationships bc people just can’t receive the real you. it’s very easy for people to perceive themselves to be inadequate when in your presence. i think you’re aware of this on some level and you intuitively know to stay away from such people. i think you have an incredibly powerful auric field and you consciously or unconsciously carry the weight of that. you may perceive it to be a burden bc it’s challenging for you to make quality connections, or even just navigate normal social situations. things won’t always be this way, but i think it’s important that you learn the lessons from these situations bc the lesson is the most important thing. i also have to say this: if you are manifesting a romantic relationship with someone, it will happen, but not when you expect it. it will be with a king of pentacles character— someone established and well off financially.

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The Gloster Javelin jet fighter was not as terrible as people say, here’s why…

Hush KitApril 13, 2013

March 27, 2024

We have often knocked the Britain’s Cold War Javelin interceptor as a sluggish mess. For the sake of balance, we asked former Tornado pilot and author Michael Napier to defend Gloster’s ‘Flying Flat-iron’.

Firstly, the Javelin was the first RAF aircraft to be designed from the outset as a night/ all-weather interceptor; all previous night/ all-weather types had been less than ideal modifications of existing day fighters. The Javelin was designed to take-off on a dark and stormy night, intercept enemy aircraft many miles out over the North Sea and then return to an airfield right on the weather limits. To achieve this, it had to be stable enough to fly almost entirely on instruments: it was never intended (or required) to be an air superiority fighter, so comparisons of daytime air combat performance against, say, the Hunter completely miss the point. As an all-weather interceptor the Javelin, which equipped 10 squadrons in Fighter Command in the late ‘50s and early ‘60s, was very effective in role. You wouldn’t want to be flying a Hunter over the North Sea on a dark and stormy night!

Javelin also boasted an iconic – and unique – design in the T-tailed delta. The delta wing was chosen because it combined the best control and stability characteristics at high subsonic speeds. The drawback was that delta wings need a high angle of attack at approach speeds, so the pilot would potentially come out of cloud at decision height and be unable to see the runway because the nose of the aircraft would be in the way. Hence the T-tail: by putting the elevators on top of the tailfin, the whole of the wing trailing edge was free for flaps which would, in turn, lower the nose angle. As a result, the Javelin came in an almost flat attitude during an approach – ideal for bad weather operations. The flying controls feel system introduced a nose down bias at high angles of attack so that the pilot did not stall and spin the aircraft, since, like most subsequent high performance aircraft, a spin was irrecoverable.

As a result of its stability, the Javelin was an excellent gun platform – interestingly two Javelin squadrons beat a Hunter squadron into third place in the Duncan Trophy gun/ciné-weave competition in Germany in 1961. So there, Hunter fans!

The Javelin was the first British front-line aircraft to be armed with guided Air-to-Air missiles (AAM) – the de Havilland Firestreak Infra-Red seeking missile in 1960. As such the Javelin was the pioneer of RAF AAM tactics. It could carry four Firestreaks – that’s four more than a Hunter and twice as many as a Lightning!

One drawback, which I’ll admit to – the Sapphire engines (oops!). Unfortunately, the Sapphire suffered from a condition known as Centreline Closure if they encountered super-cooling conditions – basically inside a thick cloud in the tropics. The engine outer casing shrunk rapidly as it cooled and squeezed the compressor blades so that they could no longer move. A number of aircraft were lost when the engines seized explosively in cloud. The simple remedy was to coat the compressor blades with ‘Rockide’ an abrasive substance that enabled the blades simply to rub themselves free if the engine casing contracted onto them! A simple fix.

Sometimes people also criticise the reheat system on the Sapphires, but that is not to understand how and why it was designed. The reheat was intended as a low-cost “fix” to restore the high-level performance of the aircraft with missiles (a draggy fit) to that of the original guns-only FAW7. Rather than designing a completely new fuel system to incorporate a reheat feed (which would have been excessively expensive), the reheat in the Javelin was designed around the excess high pressure fuel that was delivered to the engine core, but not needed at altitudes above 20,000ft. Rather than returning this fuel back to the tanks (which happened on pretty much all other aircraft types) in the Javelin FAW8 and 9 (as the reheated variants were designated) it could be delivered instead to the reheat, where the extra power was enough to overcome the drag of the missiles and restore the performance to guns-only days. It was not needed (and didn’t work!) at lower levels below 20,000ft.

The Javelin was the pioneer of Air-to-Air Refuelling (AAR) for RAF tactical aircraft. For, although the RAF had belatedly come to look at AAR seriously for the V-Force and carried out several high-profile long-range flights with Valiants, tactical aircraft were not included in AAR operations. This changed in 1960, when the Javelins of 23 Squadron began working with the Valiants of 214 Squadron. Eventually, two units, 23 and 64 Squadrons became AAR capable. Both operated the FAW9 and the AAR probe was attached specifically for AAR sorties. NOTE: some people erroneously think that an FAW9 with a probe was an FAW9R – not so! The FAW9R was fitted with wet pylons that could take under-wing fuel tanks… if you can see an under-wing fuel tank then it’s a FAW9R! Long-range deployments were trialled by 23 Squadron in 1960 when Exercise Dyke saw the deployment of four Javelins to Singapore and during Exercise Pounce the following year, 8 Javelins from 23 and 64 Squadrons deployed to Karachi. These two trials proved the possibility of deploying an entire squadron all the way to Singapore using AAR – something that happened when 64 Squadron moved there in 1964 in response to the Indonesian Confrontation.

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Because of its flexibility and the ability to redeploy swiftly if needed, the Javelin became the RAF’s rapid reaction force. Javelins reinforced Germany during the Berlin Crisis in 1961 (in addition to the two squadrons already out there), Cyprus in 1963 and Zambia (during the Rhodesian UDI) in 1965… and, of course Singapore as already mentioned.

In short, the Javelin was the backbone of RAF Fighter command in the late 1950s and early 1960s and proved to be a flexible and effective interceptor. It was the pioneer of techniques and tactics for both AAMs and AAR in the RAF and the Lightning and Phantom benefitted hugely from the work carried out by the Javelin squadrons that preceded them. It was also the first aircraft to be called when crises erupted around the world and once again proved most capable wherever it was sent. So – the Javelin played a major, and very successful, part in the development of jet fighter aircraft in the RAF and ought to be remembered in that light.

Michael Napier is the author of the

Gloster Javelin: An Operational History

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[yvettecyrus]

┈ ⟡ ( 𝑦𝑣𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑦𝑟𝑢𝑠 ) !

name. yvette (eve) cyrus | age. 30 | 12/09 | sagittarius.

occupation. tracker. (hides her occupation as a writer) | single

British, born in London, England. raised in NYC.

sexual orientation. bisexual.

┈ ⟡ ( 𝑝𝚑𝑦𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 ) !

dark brunette, wavy semi-long hair and dark chocolate colored eyes. Slim fit athletic body (very flexible and quick, trained in the martial arts)

aesthetic lies in casual dark modern style, consuming of numerous leather jackets and anything lacking of color.

faceclaim: daisy johnson voice claim: lily collins.

┈ ⟡ ( 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦 ) !

reserved an nonchalant, she’s guarded, maybe not as much as a loner as john wick but it does take a while to finally get her to open up. she gets flustered easily, which also comes along with her tendency to overthink.

she’s smart and calculated, easily finding ways around a problem because of her wit. she’s always willing to help someone help if they really need it, but is expecting something in return.

is seen working proficiently in her workspace; a bit of a perfectionist, she works only to deem in high success. I mean, she even graduated in an Ivy League.

Negative attributes. doesn’t usually empathize with others, seeming bitter and cold. People in her workspace have warned others to not interact with her, due to her guarded well being.

Positive attributes. Extremely loyal and is willing to do what needs to be done for the ones she loves. Has motherly attributes, black cat energy and listens to other since she usually remains quiet.

Weaknesses. easily jealous, mean, impatient and tends to get angered easily, avoidant attachment style.

Likes. Cats, being alone in her room work, music, having someone around that has the opposite personality of her ( creates a good contrast, she might seem annoyed at first but deep down she enjoys it).

Dislikes. Disloyalty, liars, anyone inefficient and narcissists.

🐈‍⬛🦢☕️. spotify playlist.

┈ ⟡ ( 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠𝚑𝑖𝑝𝑠 ) !

Relationships based on those she has already met.

John Wick: Acquaintance (started off as friends but due to busy schedules and work their relationship grew apart)

Winston: Mentor (helped guide her through the criminal underworld, training her and appointing her the job of a tracker).

Charon: Acquaintance (friend of Winston’s)

Chara: Pet cat (female black american shorthair.)

┈ ⟡ ( 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 ) !

Yvette Cyrus was born in London, England, to a British father and an American mother. Her parents moved to New York City when she was young, seeking better opportunities. Growing up in the bustling city, Yvette witnessed both the glamour and the grit of urban life. Her parents, although hardworking, struggled to make ends meet, which instilled in Yvette a drive for success and financial stability.

From a young age, Yvette showed a natural aptitude for martial arts, thanks to her father's insistence on self-defense training. She excelled in various disciplines, developing agility and combat skills that would serve her well in her future endeavors. However, her parents had dreams of her pursuing a more conventional career, perhaps in law or academia.

Despite their aspirations, Yvette found herself drawn to the shadows of the criminal underworld that lurked in the city's underbelly. While attending an Ivy League university, she secretly delved into the world of espionage and clandestine operations, honing her skills as a covert operative. It was during this time that she crossed paths with characters like Winston and Charon, who recognized her potential and offered her guidance in navigating the treacherous landscape of assassins and mercenaries, working as a tracker.

Upon graduation, Yvette concealed her true occupation under the guise of a writer, using her cover to discreetly carry out contracts and eliminate targets with surgical precision. Her reserved demeanor and guarded nature made her an enigmatic figure among her peers, earning her a reputation as a formidable but unpredictable presence in the criminal underworld.

Despite her reluctance to form close bonds, Yvette developed a mutual respect and camaraderie with figures like John Wick, who saw in her a kindred spirit burdened by the weight of their pasts. Their interactions were marked by a shared understanding of the harsh realities of their profession, tempered by moments of silent solidarity and unspoken trust.

They don’t speak too often, the both of them too equally busy to ever interact.

As Yvette navigates the murky waters of betrayal and deception, she grapples with her own inner demons, haunted by the ghosts of her past and the choices that led her down this path. Yet, beneath her stoic facade lies a fierce determination to carve out her own destiny and defy the expectations placed upon her by society and circumstance.

[tubetrading]

Key Design Considerations for Pantograph Support Insulators in High-Speed Rail Systems

In the realm of high-speed rail systems, every component plays a crucial role in ensuring safe and efficient operations.  Among these components, pantograph support insulators stand out as critical elements that facilitate the seamless transmission of power from overhead lines to the train's electrical system.  As a leading pantograph insulator manufacturer in India, Radiant Enterprises recognizes the importance of meticulous design considerations in crafting reliable and durable insulators.  In this blog post, we'll explore the key design considerations essential for pantograph support insulators in 25 KV high-speed rail systems, shedding light on Radiant Enterprises' commitment to excellence in manufacturing.

Understanding Pantograph Support Insulators

Pantograph support insulators are integral components of the overhead electrification system in high-speed rail networks.  These insulators provide electrical isolation and mechanical support for the pantograph, which is the apparatus mounted on the train's roof responsible for collecting electricity from the overhead wires (catenary).  In 25 KV high-speed rail systems, where trains operate at exceptionally high speeds, the performance and reliability of pantograph support insulators are paramount.

Design Considerations for Pantograph Support Insulators

Material Selection:  The choice of materials significantly influences the performance and longevity of pantograph support insulators.  At Radiant Enterprises, we utilize high-quality, durable materials such as silicone rubber or composite polymers that exhibit excellent electrical insulation properties, mechanical strength, and resistance to environmental factors such as UV radiation, pollution, and temperature variations.

2.   Electrical Insulation:  Ensuring reliable electrical insulation is paramount to prevent electrical arcing and ensure the safe transmission of power.  Our pantograph support insulators are engineered to withstand high voltage levels (25 KV) and exhibit low electrical conductivity to minimize power losses and mitigate the risk of electrical faults.

3.   Mechanical Strength:  Pantograph support insulators are subjected to mechanical stresses induced by the pantograph's movement and external forces such as wind loads and vibrations.  Therefore, our insulators undergo rigorous mechanical testing to ensure they can withstand these forces without deformation or failure, ensuring uninterrupted operation and minimal maintenance requirements.

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5.   Dimensional Accuracy:  Precision engineering is critical to ensure proper fit and alignment of pantograph support insulators with the overhead wires and the train's pantograph.  Our insulators are manufactured with tight tolerances and undergo strict quality control measures to guarantee dimensional accuracy and compatibility with the rail infrastructure, minimizing installation challenges and optimizing performance.

6.   UV Stability:  Exposure to ultraviolet (UV) radiation can degrade insulator materials over time, compromising their electrical and mechanical properties.  Therefore, our pantograph support insulators are formulated with UV-stabilized materials that withstand prolonged exposure to sunlight without degradation, ensuring reliable performance and longevity in outdoor applications.

Radiant Enterprises:  Your Trusted Pantograph Insulator Manufacturer in India

As a leading manufacturer of pantograph support insulators in India, Radiant Enterprises is committed to delivering superior quality products that meet the stringent requirements of high-speed rail systems.  Our state-of-the-art manufacturing facilities, coupled with a team of experienced engineers and quality assurance experts, enable us to design and produce pantograph insulators that excel in performance, reliability, and durability.

Conclusion

In the dynamic world of high-speed rail systems, the reliability and performance of pantograph support insulators are critical for ensuring safe and efficient operations.  By adhering to meticulous design considerations such as material selection, electrical insulation, mechanical strength, corrosion resistance, dimensional accuracy, and UV stability, manufacturers like Radiant Enterprises can deliver pantograph insulators that meet the demanding requirements of 25 KV high-speed rail systems.  As a trusted pantograph insulator manufacturer in India, Radiant Enterprises is committed to providing innovative solutions that contribute to the advancement of railway electrification technology and the seamless operation of high-speed rail networks.

[the-chronicle-of-holy-days]

Day 14

Liber Stella Rubeae

A secret ritual of Apep, the Heart of IAO-OAI, delivered unto V.V.V.V.V. for his use in a certain matter of Liber Legis, and written down under the figure LXVI

A.'. A.'.

Publication in Class A.

Imprimatur:

N. Fra A.'. A.'.

{WEH NOTE: The manner of sacrifice is veiled. This is a ritual of sexual sacrifice, not murder. There are suggestions that the sexual act involved both homosexual and heterosexual acts illegal in England at the time of the writing, hence it is characterized under a metaphor of "child sacrifice". See also the Paris Working and Vision and Voice.}

Apep deifieth Asar.

Let excellent virgins evoke rejoicing, son of Night!

This is the book of the most secret cult of the Ruby Star. It shall be given to none, save to the shameless in deed as in word.

No man shall understand this writing --- it is too subtle for the sons of men.

If the Ruby Star have shed its blood upon thee; if in the season of the moon thou hast invoked by the Iod and the Pe, then mayest thou partake of this most secret sacrament.

One shall instruct another, with no care for the matters of men's thought.

There shall be a fair altar in the midst, extended upon a black stone.

At the head of the altar gold, and twin images in green of the Master.

In the midst a cup of green wine.

At the foot the Star of Ruby.

The altar shall be entirely bare.

First, the ritual of the Flaming Star.

Next, the ritual of the Seal.

Next, the infernal adorations of OAI

Mu pa telai,

Tu wa melai

a, a, a.

Tu fu tulu!

Tu fu tulu

Pa, Sa, Ga.

Qwi Mu telai

Ya Pu melai;

u, u, u.

'Se gu malai;

Pe fu telai,

Fu tu lu.

O chi balae

Wa pa malae: ---

Ut! Ut! Ut!

Ge; fu latrai,

Le fu malai

Kut! Hut! Nut!

Al OAI

Rel moai

Ti --- Ti --- Ti!

Wa la pelai

Tu fu latai

Wi, Ni, Bi.

Also thou shalt excite the wheels with the five wounds and the five wounds.

Then thou shalt excite the wheels with the two and the third in the midst; even Saturn and Jupiter, Sun and Moon, Mars and Venus, and Mercury.

Then the five --- and the sixth.

Also the altar shall fume before the master with incense that hath no smoke.

That which is to be denied shall be denied; that which is to be trampled shall be trampled; that which is to be spat upon shall be spat upon.

These things shall be burnt in the outer fire.

Then again the master shall speak as he will soft words, and with music and what else he will bring forward the Victim.

Also he shall slay a young child upon the altar, and the blood shall cover the altar with perfume as of roses.

Then shall the master appear as He should appear --- in His glory.

He shall stretch himself upon the altar, and awake it into life, and into death.

(For so we conceal that life which is beyond.)

The temple shall be darkened, save for the fire and the lamp of the altar.

There shall he kindle a great fire and a devouring.

Also he shall smite the altar with his scourge, and blood shall flow therefrom.

Also he shall have made roses bloom thereon.

In the end he shall offer up the Vast Sacrifice, at the moment when the God licks up the flame upon the altar.

All these things shalt thou perform strictly, observing the time.

And the Beloved shall abide with Thee.

Thou shalt not disclose the interior world of this rite unto any one: therefore have I written it in symbols that cannot be understood.

I who reveal the ritual am IAO and OAI; the Right and the Averse.

These are alike unto me.

Now the Veil of this operation is called Shame, and the Glory abideth within.

Thou shalt comfort the heart of the secret stone with the warm blood. Thou shalt make a subtle decoction of delight, and the Watchers shall drink thereof.

I, Apep the Serpent, am the heart of IAO. Isis shall await Asar, and I in the midst.

Also the Priestess shall seek another altar, and perform my ceremonies thereon.

There shall be no hymn nor dithyramb in my praise and the praise of the rite, seeing that it is utterly beyond.

Thou shalt assure thyself of the stability of the altar.

In this rite thou shalt be alone.

I will give thee another ceremony whereby many shall rejoice.

Before all let the Oath be taken firmly as thou raisest up the altar from the black earth.

In the words that Thou knowest.

For I also swear unto thee by my body and soul that shall never be parted in sunder that I dwell within thee coiled and ready to spring.

I will give thee the kingdoms of the earth, O thou Who hast mastered the kingdoms of the East and of the West.

I am Apep, O thou slain One. Thou shalt slay thyself upon mine altar: I will have thy blood to drink.

For I am a mighty vampire, and my children shall suck up the wine of the earth which is blood.

Thou shalt replenish thy veins from the chalice of heaven.

Thou shalt be secret, a fear to the world.

Thou shalt be exalted, and none shall see thee; exalted, and none shall suspect thee.

For there are two glories diverse, and thou who hast won the first shalt enjoy the second.

I leap with joy within thee; my head is arisen to strike.

O the lust, the sheer rapture, of the life of the snake in the spine!

Mightier than God or man, I am in them, and pervade them.

Follow out these my words.

Fear nothing.

Fear nothing.

Fear nothing.

For I am nothing, and me thou shalt fear, O my virgin, my prophet within whose bowels I rejoice.

Thou shalt fear with the fear of love: I will overcome thee.

Thou shalt be very nigh to death.

But I will overcome thee; the New Life shall illumine thee with the Light that is beyond the Stars.

Thinkest thou? I, the force that have created all, am not to be despised.

And I will slay thee in my lust.

Thou shalt scream with the joy and the pain and the fear and the love --- so that the Lambda-Omicron-Gamma-Omicron-Sigma of a new God leaps out among the Stars.

There shall be no sound heard but this thy lion-roar of rapture; yea, this thy lion-roar of rapture.

Picture source: https://ecclesiagnosticauniversalis.org/tarot/