#acid conductor

[spidefox]

Acid's incredible abilities

[toonaviv]

does the stories/art of your dimensional train have a name?

the conductor, the assistants and their interdimensional trains are part of a huge oc story ive been calling "Pandemonium" -- dont think i could reveal all of it just with this post but theyre one of the many funny guys-things the protagonists will meet (dude in 2nd pic is one of them. apologies for unprompted mild suggestive joke) <3 theyre all quirky and weird. think alice in wonderland and looney tunes being thrown in a blender but like worse

[jcmarchi]

Proton-conducting materials could enable new green energy technologies

New Post has been published on https://thedigitalinsider.com/proton-conducting-materials-could-enable-new-green-energy-technologies/

Proton-conducting materials could enable new green energy technologies

As the name suggests, most electronic devices today work through the movement of electrons. But materials that can efficiently conduct protons — the nucleus of the hydrogen atom — could be key to a number of important technologies for combating global climate change.

Most proton-conducting inorganic materials available now require undesirably high temperatures to achieve sufficiently high conductivity. However, lower-temperature alternatives could enable a variety of technologies, such as more efficient and durable fuel cells to produce clean electricity from hydrogen, electrolyzers to make clean fuels such as hydrogen for transportation, solid-state proton batteries, and even new kinds of computing devices based on iono-electronic effects.

In order to advance the development of proton conductors, MIT engineers have identified certain traits of materials that give rise to fast proton conduction. Using those traits quantitatively, the team identified a half-dozen new candidates that show promise as fast proton conductors. Simulations suggest these candidates will perform far better than existing materials, although they still need to be conformed experimentally. In addition to uncovering potential new materials, the research also provides a deeper understanding at the atomic level of how such materials work.

The new findings are described in the journal Energy and Environmental Sciences, in a paper by MIT professors Bilge Yildiz and Ju Li, postdocs Pjotrs Zguns and Konstantin Klyukin, and their collaborator Sossina Haile and her students from Northwestern University. Yildiz is the Breene M. Kerr Professor in the departments of Nuclear Science and Engineering, and Materials Science and Engineering.

“Proton conductors are needed in clean energy conversion applications such as fuel cells, where we use hydrogen to produce carbon dioxide-free electricity,” Yildiz explains. “We want to do this process efficiently, and therefore we need materials that can transport protons very fast through such devices.”

Present methods of producing hydrogen, for example steam methane reforming, emit a great deal of carbon dioxide. “One way to eliminate that is to electrochemically produce hydrogen from water vapor, and that needs very good proton conductors,” Yildiz says. Production of other important industrial chemicals and potential fuels, such as ammonia, can also be carried out through efficient electrochemical systems that require good proton conductors.

But most inorganic materials that conduct protons can only operate at temperatures of 200 to 600 degrees Celsius (roughly 450 to 1,100 Fahrenheit), or even higher. Such temperatures require energy to maintain and can cause degradation of materials. “Going to higher temperatures is not desirable because that makes the whole system more challenging, and the material durability becomes an issue,” Yildiz says. “There is no good inorganic proton conductor at room temperature.” Today, the only known room-temperature proton conductor is a polymeric material that is not practical for applications in computing devices because it can’t easily be scaled down to the nanometer regime, she says.

To tackle the problem, the team first needed to develop a basic and quantitative understanding of exactly how proton conduction works, taking a class of inorganic proton conductors, called solid acids. “One has to first understand what governs proton conduction in these inorganic compounds,” she says. While looking at the materials’ atomic configurations, the researchers identified a pair of characteristics that directly relates to the materials’ proton-carrying potential.

As Yildiz explains, proton conduction first involves a proton “hopping from a donor oxygen atom to an acceptor oxygen. And then the environment has to reorganize and take the accepted proton away, so that it can hop to another neighboring acceptor, enabling long-range proton diffusion.” This process happens in many inorganic solids, she says. Figuring out how that last part works — how the atomic lattice gets reorganized to take the accepted proton away from the original donor atom — was a key part of this research, she says.

The researchers used computer simulations to study a class of materials called solid acids that become good proton conductors above 200 degrees Celsius. This class of materials has a substructure called the polyanion group sublattice, and these groups have to rotate and take the proton away from its original site so it can then transfer to other sites. The researchers were able to identify the phonons that contribute to the flexibility of this sublattice, which is essential for proton conduction. Then they used this information to comb through vast databases of theoretically and experimentally possible compounds, in search of better proton conducting materials.

As a result, they found solid acid compounds that are promising proton conductors and that have been developed and produced for a variety of different applications but never before studied as proton conductors; these compounds turned out to have just the right characteristics of lattice flexibility. The team then carried out computer simulations of how the specific materials they identified in their initial screening would perform under relevant temperatures, to confirm their suitability as proton conductors for fuel cells or other uses. Sure enough, they found six promising materials, with predicted proton conduction speeds faster than the best existing solid acid proton conductors.

“There are uncertainties in these simulations,” Yildiz cautions. “I don’t want to say exactly how much higher the conductivity will be, but these look very promising. Hopefully this motivates the experimental field to try to synthesize them in different forms and make use of these compounds as proton conductors.”

Translating these theoretical findings into practical devices could take some years, she says. The likely first applications would be for electrochemical cells to produce fuels and chemical feedstocks such as hydrogen and ammonia, she says.

The work was supported by the U.S. Department of Energy, the Wallenberg Foundation, and the U.S. National Science Foundation.

[twisted-wonderland-but-gayer]

Idk if you've already answered this, but have you ever thought of Yuu having a different physiology than the rest of the twst cast? More or less in the way that isn't really noticeable, but enough to make their friends feel "off"

(Like, imagine if Yuu's blood is so different from the rest that it needs an entire different study solely dedicated to it)

I didnt get this in my notifs

I think about this so often. Esp cause my ocs are not any race in twst

Like in a slightly different way: Yuus body digesting nutrients differently— and no doubt the food in TWST is better suited for the natives so Yuu has to play a fun game of "am I allergic to this" and "will this thing I like in my world taste like utter shit here orr?" All while getting half the nutrition or not even being able to process it. "Yes Jamil, you make banger curry— sadly it fucks up my body and I gotta throw it up"

Even little things like they don't have a blood type that exists there so they're fucked if something happens. Their magic tolerance is lower, so they get sick from it. They're not allergic to cats, but Leona's shedding is making them wheeze. Or perhaps they're allergic to Fae? Not even counting the flu/diseases that go both ways. A common cold nearly kills them cause they aren't vaccinated there, but a cold from them puts Deuce in the hospital

Did humans in TWST evolve from the same things?? "Lol we were fishies" "huh"

This can go the other way too. Yuus body being much more complex or "stronger' than the humans there (maybe even beastmen). Like yeah they can also hear that along with Jack, what do you mean you can't, Ace? Their bloodtype doesn't exist but ooh boy Ortho just found the cure for cancer scanning it– your antibodies are very impressive! Of course they don't need that many hours of sleep. A Yuu built like Epel or Lilia yet their muscles are on par with Jack?? Vil tries to help them with their skin but they need extremely concentrated face wash. Their brain scans are incomprehensible.

Take this to two other extremes and maybe the air there makes them 'sick' or is hard to adjust to. Maybe the sun there is too hot. Their eyes are "off putting" because too big/small. The oils on their skin are more corrosive— their stomach acid should kill them. Maybe they can eat "poisons" that the rest can't eat in large amounts or have to be cooked a certain way. Yet here is yuu swallowing cherry pits and that amount of capsaicin should make you sick— not even Cater can have that!

Yuu gets to exaggerate their body stuff and they're none the wiser. What if the cast are all very light for Yuu and you can pull students off each other when they fight? Vargas is impressed.

The other extreme is tolerance/defense. No diseases seem to affect you at all, neither does magic. In fact you seem to drain it from the world around you. A fireball your way fizzles out. You have to leave the magic exam room cause people keep failing in your presence. You can't be "beheaded" or turned to sand or cursed or hypnotized... there are exceptions to the magic that actually can affect you however, and once you're cursed, there's no going back.

Yuu gets critically injured and healing spells just won't work. They get a curse that will kill them and no potion or incantation cures it. It's a glass canon and people here are armed with bricks

Or– maybe yuu is a very conductor of magic (fav headdcanon). Which is why we strengthen people in game. We can unlock magic potential in others, and the simplest flame on a fingertip becomes an inferno when you step into a room. Aces magic well has tripled since being your friend. And Deuce and Epel got their UM very early with you around

Idk Humans are Space Orcs type things

[spidefox]

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A blushy Acid for @spidefox !! I swear I am not able to draw him and keep it a simple sketch- I JUST CAN'T. He is just so much fun to draw and I like him way too much x3!! Hope you like it!!

[itaipava]

— champagne problems.

ft: oscar piastri x reader

wc: 892

genre: angst

tw: none

oscar looked at his watch in the silence of the train, 10:47 pm, it said. he wasn’t sure how long he had been sitting there, but he knew it wasn’t where he belonged. it wasn’t the place he had planned to spend this day that should have been so important: he should be celebrating with the most special person in his life tonight. sighing and his eyes threatening to let out all the emotions he’s been holding back, he looks out the window, trying his best to ignore the sharp pangs he’s feeling in his chest as a new melancholy song starts playing in his headphones.

he didn’t know what he wanted at that moment, whether it was to be alone to understand everything that happened and finally let his heart finish breaking completely or surrounded by his closest friends to try to feel more alive and try to ignore this pain that only increased.

looking at the other passengers on the train, he sees some people looking at the window, a couple holding hands, another couple where the woman is lying with her head on her partner’s shoulder while he holds her hand, and some noisy teenagers on the other who apparently just left a party. each one with their life, their story, their thoughts and feelings… he would give anything to feel like them now.

he thought something was wrong when you showed up that night. his suspicions proved true when you dropped his hand in the middle of dancing to your favorite song, your song; that song the two of you would listen to when you were driving your car and sing at the top of your lungs, him laughing at you as he hummed the song and lightly tapped his fingers on your thigh, that song he played on your first date, that song that seems to have was written to tell your love, that song.

when you walked out the door, you left a heartbroken oscar behind; eyes fixed on the door you left through, shaking hands seeking some support before his legs gave out. in that moment you completely changed your lives, where everything was sunshine and soft smiles, gentle caresses being exchanged at sunset, became an acid rain that burns your hearts, a wound that will never be cured.

he was going to ask you to spend the rest of your life with him that night; he should be surrounded by all his friends and family, but instead he is completely alone, traveling to an unknown destination. oscar opens his wallet and looks at a photo of the two of you that you took on your first date; he runs his fingers lightly over the photo, as if he’s caressing your happy face, and he feels a pang of pain when he thinks about how happy you two were back then. suddenly, the train conductor’s voice echoes, signaling that they are approaching the next station, and oscar is brought back to reality with a heavy sigh.

he feels so stupid thinking about how differently he planned that night. his entire family saw his face fall when you let go of his hand and your smile disappeared, giving way to a look of doubt and melancholy. but he didn’t care about that part now. his heart hurts too much to worry about the humiliation of it all.

he didn’t want to believe everyone when they warned him about you; he loved you too much to let other people’s opinions get in the way of his happy relationship with you, well he thought he had been happy anyway. maybe he should have listened, maybe it would have spared him so much pain and humiliation, he thinks as the train slows to a stop.

he was so nervous writing his speech that night that it had to be perfect. after all, you would remember that moment for the rest of your lives. turns out he was right, but the night will be remembered for very different reasons than he expected. the worst of it was that you couldn’t give him a single reason for your decision, and he couldn’t give you a word in response.

but you contacted oscar soon after that night, asking to see him again. coincidentally, the place you chose was the same coffee shop where you shared your first date. taking a deep breath, he steps through the door, looking around the crowded room for your familiar face. as soon as he sees you, his heart races and he feels like all the air has been stolen from his lungs. as he approaches you, you realize how much his appearance has changed in just a few weeks; his eyes are sunken and lifeless, and his sweet smile can’t be found on his beautiful face. you explain to him why you decided to end things and that you simply weren’t ready for that level of relationship, but you still love him and will always remember the incredible moments you had together. and that the person who marries him will be the luckiest in the world. so you leave him for the last time with a kiss on the cheek - which he still feels a slight tingle when he remembers it every night - and with a champagne problem.

[perry-the-platypus-f1cs]

Addition to my Dadler and Gravesson au

read it on Ao3

bell lives slowly crawling their way back to try and find out who they were before Mk ultra only to find nothing. Absolutely nothing its as if their life before their capture was non existent, and so they move on slowly and meticulously planning every painful way they could hurt or kill Adler and the safehouse crew.

But one little small American child sized problem shows itself.

Bell finally found Alder's home, a quite large double story house in San Diego, California. Its exactly what bell expected, a house bought from the money Adler gained from the hellish things he had done the furniture meticulously clean and placed expertly around the home to make it feel open and light but Bell saw the small inaccuracies, scattered folders, dirty ashtrays, pilled tape recorders. Evidence of two lives bleeding together.

Then bell made his way towards the kitchen trying to find the elusive CIA clandescent special officer or at least a place to wait for him to return, and there it is a few simple pieces of paper stuck to the pearl white fridge with a few animal magnets scribbled pictures starkly contrasted with the entire space the bright markers almost blinding against the white and beige furniture and atmosphere but its what the drawing shows is what truly makes the wheels in Bells head turn.

The drawing is of a man and a child its shoddily drawn that for sure but what is a childish drawing like this doing in the home of America's devil?

Bell awareness is sharply drawn away from the fridge as he hears loud footsteps coming from the staircase behind him, He turn around his hand reaching for the gun attached to his hip but he stops.

Standing there on the fourth stair from the floor is.......a child.

thin blonde hair, pale skin and deep blue eyes. The child's eyes are wide and filled with curiosity and slight fear its lips trembling as it speaks voice high and squeaky "Who are you mister"?" Adler has a child. Russell Adler has a child. the thought is unfamiliar and alien in Bell's mind the idea that Adler could even care for anything albeit a child is ludicrous and yet here he stood Infront of a mini Adler a gun on his hip.

The child's words finally registered in bell's mind and without thinking he spoke acting only on instinct "Name's bell, I'm a friend of your old man." as Bell said the words out loud it felt as though acid was being poured down his throat but the child took the bait not seemingly bothered by the dark balaclava he wore.

the child visibly relaxes a bright smile lighting up his face "nice to meet you mister bell! my name's Phillip!" Bell looks at the child, the child of his enemy, his torturer, the the conductor of the orchestra of pain he has endured since that faithful day on the airstrip in turkey.

Hours pass and Bell spends more time with the child. Phillip, he doesn't know why he haven't left somewhere deep down he cannot find it in him to leave Phillip alone again, And so he waits watching as the child plays oblivious to the real danger that he is in.

Phillip is sat on the lounge floor papers and crayons scattered around his small form various drawing have been made most of the titled 'bell and me' the drawing are shit but Bell doesn't care he nods and tell graves good job every time the child shoves another picture on his lap and every time Phillip smile so big it could light up the whole world before rushing back onto the floor to make another scraggily masterpiece.

The peaceful tranquility is broken as the sound of keys and the front door unlocking and opening reach Bell's ears, his spin goes rigid, body taut an cruel dangerously like a snake ready to strike.

"Phillip I'm home!"

a shout from the front door and footsteps coming towards the lounge. Adler. the voice is unmistakably his, the damn American accent and drawl of his voice echo's slightly through the vast house. Phillip is on his feet in less than a second a wide smile stretched across his small face his small feet carrying his as fast as a bullet down the long hallway a symphony of "daddy!" heavy panting and the sounds of a long hug ring through Bell's eardrums.

Bell's heart twists his hand lowering to the gun attached to his hip. He unhooks it holing it in hi lap where a drawing rested only a few seconds ago "daddy! come look-look at the drawing i made of me and Mister Bell!" Phillip pants dragging Adler down the hallway his small hand barely encasing Alder's large hand.

"Mister Bell like your teddy bear-?" Adler speaks confusion in his voice as he's dragged by his son into the lounge, Phillip runs to the floor in the middle of the circle of papers and crayons. But Adler stands, frozen, eyes wide in the doorway staring at the man he thought he killed leaning back on his couch a gun in hand. his child, his son not even 12 feet away from the man wearing the same damn balaclava that he wore all those months ago at solovetsky.

"hello Adler."

[sh1-n0bu]

congrats on reaching 5k!!!!!

PomPom!!! (Hsr, platonic)

Hi!!! How are you?? I'm sorry I'm only able to help out when everyone else besides Miss Himieko is off the Express, or in the dead of night. I get soo nervous around them but you two seem to be the only people I can relax around. Especially when the General Jing Yuan came to visit??? I nearly had a heart attack when I thought they saw me. Don't get me stared on how Stelle/Caelus and March have been getting noesy especially about me in particular. Despite being the main culprits I know Welt and Dan Heng are also growing curious about me. I don't think anyone else besides the two of you guys have seen me, and I really hope to keep it that way. I hope keeping me a secret isn't that much of an issue,,, I promise I'll make your favourite hot chocolate and cookies for our movie night! (I am eternally thankful that Miss Himeko and you let me have my own personal kitchen in my room) Love you PomPom, I'll see you and Miss Himeko tonight!! Tell her I said Hi!!

Lots of Love,

your shy helper

𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜! 𝙣𝙤𝙗𝙪’𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙡 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙚!

to: pom-pom from honkai star rail

lately, there has been some rumors floating about the astral express. which, most times, is completely fine since one of the passengers loves to make up all sorts of stories with her wild imagination. and it has only been fueled by their latest passenger, the trash loving one. so, with their imaginations running rampant, it was only normal for them to come up with all sorts of stories to tell the express visitors at times. mainly the younger ones.

however, one day, the general of the luofu’s cloud knights had decided to visit his express friends with his retainer. the young boy went about everywhere, taking in the atmosphere and the magical energy of the galaxy traveling train. of course, taking his young age and curious nature into thought, the trailblazer told the young retainer how the express had its own spirit. they went on to great details of how the spirit of the express keeps the train in check, helping the conductor but also sometimes, stirring up trouble.

it didn’t get better as march joined in, talking stories about how one night when she came back from another trailblazing mission only the cute tiny round plushie replicas of the astral express crew. when march went to thank pom-pom about it, the conductor only expressed concern and confusion while himeko only giggles with a knowing smile.

yanqing believed every word of course, thinking that the express had its own ghost and was haunted. it only calmed down a bit when dan heng came over, gently smacking the two unruly adults over their heads and telling them to stop spreading lies. however, jing yuan stepped in at that.

“i feel something” the general of the luofu said, rubbing his chin softly as he looked around the main cabin of the express in deep thought. “there is indeed something here. a weird and new energy. something that’s a bit… inhuman and i’m not talking of the conductor” he briefly nods towards the rabbit, where they were watering the plants. briefly, jing yuan looked towards the chessboard out of the corner of his eyes, where he was sure something tiny zipped across.

and with that incident, what started as a joke quickly became a case that march and the trailblazer would diligently chase after. acting like they’re detectives, the two would speak of something being on the express to every visitors who visited. some getting scared, some finding the story funny and some seeming to have an odd recollection in their eyes. but one thing stayed the same. the two didn’t give up their detective work.

and their suspicions were further solidified when after argenti — a certain dramatic knight of beauty — helped the express to get out of the stomach of a beast that happened to swallow them. the express’ outer sides were completely alright! not a single hint of blotch or hint of being burned with stomach acid. completely clean and pristine as usual. that’s when the two came to the conclusion to call this entity “guardian of the express”. meanwhile, a certain guard of the express sighs and rolls his eyes at the shenanigans of his friends. a certain former herrscher laughing it off, telling the guard to leave them to their own devices as they seem to be having fun. on the other hand, a certain navigator and conductor stay hush hush about something, whispering to each other about something as the conductor hands over a letter to the coffee loving woman to let her read over it as well.

it wasn’t until after the rest had went to their separate rooms to rest up for the night, did the two of them sit down on one of the tables of the main cabin. pulling out a paper and a pen to write their own responses back.

“dear ‘guardian of the express’,

what do you think of the new nickname the trailblazer and march thought up for you? i think it’s pretty cool! since in a case, you are indeed the guardian of the express. passenger dan heng may be a guard of the express and an amazing one at that, but he’s also a human that needs his own rest and therefore, can’t keep the express safe 24/7. i forgot to say thank you when you kept the outer sides of the express safe when it was swallowed by the true sting. i was so worried that the stomach acid of the creature would damage it (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞!

thankfully you were here with us to keep the train and us safe.

i’m sorry if i can’t keep both passengers march and trailblazer from being too nosy about you. they tend to get a bit too excited at times about certain things. and that time is specifically now more than ever as we are cruising the star rail towards penacony. i just hope you can stay out of sight whenever they’re awake!

and as for the general of the luofu, i was quite scared of the man too! he seemed to know so much and visited the express a lot of times to the point of almost finding out about you. i was so worried when he first came over! and he also tried to steal me away from the express as well the other day ٩(ʘ益ʘ💢)۶ ٩(ʘ益ʘ💢)۶!

well, i hope you can stay safe and out of the shenanigans of some of the passengers and even the visitors. it’s alright if you don’t want yourself to be seen, me and himeko would keep your secrets safe!

with love, pom-pom the conductor of the astral express”

[curls101]

Well, @quiddie you really made house for this lil chilli pepper in my brain, huh? A poem for Karna. Rotting teenager. True believer. Truest manifestation of the Hungry One.

Been a looooooooooong time since I’ve posted a poem on Tumblr, but the ravening war fandom is POPPING on here so yall also get this one

[ALT TEXT]

[Note: The spacing of this poem reveals that the first letters of each line spell out DEVOUR (ME) ]

lessons harvested from the corpse of Jacques Crudite 

Didn’t we all agree, at birth, we are those things that acid is made from? 

Our little world is rounded with hunger and cannibal urges. After all, a knife is just the conductor of a meal.

Easy to wish for kinder things. Easier to take. 

You will grow into your apologies. Beg forgiveness from the thing that answers, rather than the light it rattles in.

Violence has byproducts,

they have named those things: ardour, genus and naiveté. All of these are prone to spoil. Putresce in the sunlight. We dispose of them quickly in the greenhouse. We have no need of those things that cannot thrive in heat.

Our inheritance is not light,

but husk. Ear. Shell. Peel. Skin. Learn hunger, or die. The world is very simple. Become what they shuck from the rind. Hold it between your teeth. Taste it. Let it simmer in you. Bleed it back out.

Use what you have.

More parts of a plant are edible than you may think. What will they do otherwise?

Rot.

What curdles in your body is not a question of belief. It is here. It is already here. We call it common good. We call it provenance. We call it nature. It is ours. Our scorpion blood. Ours. Do not spit out a gift even gods cannot have.

(My love is sustenance. 

I alone carry the gift of enduring. I learned it with my hands. Pried it out. Cleaned all the blood off. I can fit my fist around it. I can give you the world. I can hold it. When your body can no longer burn, I will find parts to burn in its stead.

Early,

before anyone else is awake, I stare at the world from the rooftops and kill it with the sunlight. I watch the sun hit your body and I want to peel it from you. I have never felt anything sit at the pit of my stomach and stay. I want that to be you. I want you to be the decaying thing that keeps me eternal. I will find a way. I will make a way. There has to be more to me than the parts I carved off and left in the back alley to watch a man bleed out. )

[spidefox]

Him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[etoiline]

do you trust me

(read with characters and tags on AO3 instead)

Cal remembers Dathomir, and a particularly treacherous labyrinth of scarred walls and blood-red cliffs that he hadn’t been sure he would be able to traverse. He remembers missing his grip so badly that he tumbled down the rock face in a spin, only able to gain his footing at the absolute last moment so he can launch himself onto another ledge, and live to search another tomb.

He remembers, when Merrin finds him next, shortly after that embarrassing incident, wondering if she’s been watching him make a fool of himself. Cal can’t do much about his face reddening to the color of Dathomir’s sky, but he tries to cover it by asking Merrin what it's like to teleport and never be worried about taking a fall.

She smiles at him and his stomach swoops, almost like he was tumbling down that cliff again, and says, “It’s like wind through gravethorn, Jedi. Speed that cuts.” She does not elaborate.

Cal finds, now that he’s flying through space in her green-magic wake, that Merrin hadn’t needed any more descriptors. She’d asked him do you trust me, he’d said of course because he thought it was obvious and what are you up to before seeing that glittering portal, and she asks about trust again and what is he supposed to say but yes? And then she’d kissed him, sweet and sure and long enough that BD started cursing in Binary and shoving a little foot into his shoulder because there’s a karking Trident bearing down on them—

He’s the wind through gravethorn. Merrin’s magic cradles him but it does not protect him. He’s never flown so fast on his own, with no speeder beneath him, never fallen in a crystalline moment as the world slows around him, confident that the green-wreathed portal will catch him and yank him to another place. But the speed comes at a cost, debris tearing at his clothing and shrapnel slicing past his face, hot blaster bolts singeing far too close for comfort, tears ripped from his eyes. He doesn’t let any of that stop him from examining that monster of a machine, because it’s speed that will keep them from becoming nerf kebab on its piercing claws.

Merrin’s portals guide him to a weakness, a locked joint on a vicious limb, and Cal laughs as he latches onto it, vaults atop its metal hide, heedless of the sandy drop on either side. He won’t fall, not with the Force to guide his steps until his saber can slash deep into the mechanism, not with Merrin’s magic rushing past him in ribbons, waiting to catch him as he dives off the writhing machinery.

It’s exhilarating. Cal almost doesn’t feel like the thing is trying to destroy them, like this beast of metal and anger is simply a dancer in a esoteric ballet, a player in a planetary orchestra with the Force as the conductor. If the speed of the portals and the wall jumps didn’t steal his breath, Cal would laugh for the joy of it.

But every symphony has an end, and Merrin and Cal find theirs, the Trident looming ahead of them, leaving no time for Merrin to draft another portal.

“Nowhere left to run,” Merrin says, looking only at Cal. He hopes the luck from their kiss hasn’t run out.

“Then we stand together,” Cal says, letting his Force expand there atop the mesa, feeling Merrin’s green-hissing magick coalesce at his side, a complementary note to his fiery power, and he grits his teeth in a grimace. The Force and Dathomir’s smoky haze hang heavy among the sandy stones for a frozen second.

“Now or never,” Merrin says, and Jedi and Nightsister thrust their power at the Trident, her acid fog exploding its armor, his burning Force throwing the pieces back at the Imperial machine, the both of them keeping up the assault until the Trident collapses on itself, falling into the depths of the red canyon below.

The weight of the Force is suddenly gone from Cal’s hands, and he exhales, but Merrin says, “One last jump—and it’s a big one,” because they’re atop a mesa with no easy descent, and Cal follows the greensmoke trail of Merrin and her portals. He relishes the speed, whoops in the air, flinging his arms out in pure delight and relief, until they find solid ground in a grotto lit by the soft light of a green ray shield. Cal slides out of the blast of magic, skidding a little on the rock, and fetches up against Merrin’s side. He puts his hand on her arm, the both of them shaking with adrenaline and breathing hard. “How did you do that?” he says, awed.

“A ritual I learned on Dathomir. It is...taxing,” Merrin says, leaning into his hold. Cal gathers her into his arms, letting Merrin rest her head on his chest. He closes his eyes and remembers falling, and flying, and echoes of acid-green magick, and hopes he can fall again, as long as Merrin is there to catch him.

[cutecatdoodles]

Artfight attacks, final set 13! Mass attacks and video attacks!! BECAUSE YES I MADE VIDEOS THIS YEAR

First mass attack, top down left to right: Tin-min for @big-ol-bumble-bee, Unnamed for ~cswolf, Rikkaa for ~rainy_sunnydays, Vodie the Destroyer God for @wewour, Elery for ~rhi-spect, Cyborg Dragonoid for ~TravisDaBearz, Airi for ~QueenieHop, Powder for ~Cryingtoast911, Gala for ~LetsDoBirdCrimes, Alyce for @sunflowers-and-scales, Boss 02 for ~hydrisk, Kilexz for ~FluffySpaceFox, Hallow for ~adoodlingotter, Dinky for ~Pawkettes, Trembleroar for @JaxTheKat, Timothy for @bugdoodles, Inu for ~TNTvale, Billy for ~inkspotted, and PurpleCat for @bugdoodles

Second mass attack, left to right: Luna for ~Nixiepixie04, Battery Acid for @cow-conductor, Cosma for ~spoodsinthewii, Star for @funnifrogg0s, and Gumdrop for ~Defective_Syrup!

Salamiquette Clap (Cat Clap meme) for @kuragwwe !

Sliding Into Boxes meme for some of my friends! Starring the sonas of myself, @mr-quarter, @rotmgmoddy, @jaypelt, @cinnamiim, @aniixor, @goldude (not his sona but still), and @0ssevn !

Swimming Pool meme starring the OCs of ~Amaniite, ~Toxixi, ~Eli_pup00, ~Celia, ~Rena_do_Papai_Noel, @starlightstitches, ~Ennit05, ~Foxinspacez, ~Maenoth, ~Kiwimeowo, ~Vineuioe, ~FoxandBunny, ~Luxaby, and ~luckyartsz!

And that's all of them!! I ended up with a grand total of 242 attacks, how in the world did this happen!? I thought I was supposed to do LESS of them this year!

[eiraeths]

so a character list for the monster-magic au:

- witch soap: full blood witch. doesn’t need to siphon magic to use it. gets energy from calories and sleep. has to hide magic cause yknow last of his kind working for the government? bad combo. doesn’t need a book of shadows. spells are said in scottish gaelic and can defy the laws of nature. even though he can summon shit like water out of nowhere it still has to come from somewhere so there’s an equal opposite reaction for everything. gets sick often due to limited magic.

- vampire ghost: mostly human looking with red eyes, pointed ears, and sharp teeth. weaker in the day and stronger at night. night vision, immortality, enhanced senses, agility. the whole nine yards. weak to fire, silver, daylight, and decapitation.

- siren gaz: scaled face, finned ears, webbed hands with long nails and webbed feet, and shark teeth. can hypnotize people or do full mind control. hypnotism means they aren’t aware of what they’re doing and mind control means they are and can’t do anything about it. gets weak if dehydrated or has low sodium. also an amazing swimmer.

- gargoyle price: dragon like wings with impenetrable skin. can’t venture too far from what he’s protecting so can always be found near a team member. can camouflage self and fly. stronger at night. heals slowly due to the make-up of his skin and has a weakness to daylight.

- gorgon laswell: SNAKE HAIR. venomous snake hair. can choose if the venom is acidic or paralytic. has enhanced smell, taste, and eyesight.

- werecoyote alejandro: shapeshifter with yellow eyes, claws, a tail, and pointed ears in human form. keeps intelligence in full shift and can be considered deadlier than a werewolf because of that. can control shifts if has an anchor (rudy is his anchor)

- sorcerer rudy: relies on a conduit, which is a ring. is the strongest tier out of all magics and has a book of shadows for spells and what not. doesn’t have unlimited energy which typically comes from calories and sleep. has to follow the rules of nature so can’t summon water out of nowhere or summon wind inside like soap can.

- manticore valeria: bat like wings with the tail of a scorpion, claws, lion’s feet. can poison people with the quills of tail although it acts like a paralytic. also three rows of teeth. can and will eat people.

- conductor graves: is the second tier of magic user. needs a bigger conduit like a wand or bracelets. (he uses a wand because he’s dramatic. needs a book of shadows and has even less energy than rudy. uses his status as a magic user to get loyalty from his shadows plus a secret :)

-shepherd is a human but there is also a secret behind that :D

[toasts-httyd-hyperfixation]

Soooooo thinking about riders of berk and uh...... who's gonna tell Hiccup that Thor was in fact angry with toothless?

I mean i guess he felt bad after hitting hiccup in the head with lightning and chilled out but like ya know, he was peeved for a little bit there

Ok so i made this a jokey post originally but i actually want to add in the information

So the episode in question "When Lightning Strikes" the plot is that the gang makes large metal dragon perches, and shortly thereafter, Berk is hit by several lightning storms of noticeably increased intensity

Mildew tries to blame the dragons, but in the end they figure out that it was actually the metal that was causing the lightning storms, and while the vikings all think its just because Thor was angry at the metal, we know its because lightning is attracted to metal, which is what really caused the storms.......

Except

That's NOT TRUE

From the NOAA

From TORRO in the UK

Another

And one more for good measure

So as you can see, while metal is a good conductor of electricity, lightning is NOT attracted to metal.

Lightning is no more likely to hit metal than it is any other material.

Metal does not cause lightning storms, nor will it increase their intensity.

Lightning tends to seek the quickest path to take to the ground, otherwise it wouldn't be hitting trees very often, and every large city would either be unlivable due to the mass amounts of intense lightning storms that occurred, or they would have to construct buildings out of alternative materials.

So the lightning storms on Berk cannot be explained by the presence of the metal structures, it just doesn't work like that.

Now the most likely option is that is was all just a big coincidence, and they made these structures right ahead of a particularly unsettled bit of weather marked by more extreme lightning that they were used to.

Sometimes that just happens, weather is predictable, but never guaranteed.

Now my argument for it genuinely being Thor pissed off at Toothless for whatever reason, is, from my basic understanding of storms and how they form, they should have been experiencing less storms than they had in the past.

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And to be very clear METEOROLOGY IS NOT MY MAJOR.

These are THEORIES based on the class i have been taking, i may not be 100% spot on, in fact i could be 100% wrong.

This is just what i feel it would be based on my understanding of weather. If someone has a degree in this kinda stuff, id love to hear what they think, but like, letting y'all know ahead of time, i am not an authority on this.

Moving on

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So in order for rain and storms to form they need something called condensation nuclei.

Condensation nuclei is what allows water vapor to take any kind of form. No condensation nuclei, no rain. This is the thought process through which could seeding takes place.

Put more stuff in the clouds for the drops to form on, and the rain will fall! There's really no evidence to support cloud seeding, but that's the idea of it nonetheless.

Now as to what condensation nuclei are.

Book is Meteorology Today by Ahrens and Henson

Condensation nuclei are extremely small particles that float around in the air and give water vapor molecules something to land and condense on.

Many things can be a condensation nuclei - fungi, salt, dust, volcanic ash, and sulfuric and nitric acids.

Now important to this, Smoke is a condensation nuclei.

Smoke, ash, both things that would be extremely common around dragons. And fire, smoke, ash, dust, all that kind of stuff, would be MOST HEAVILY in the atmosphere around Berk DURING the war with the dragons.

Houses constantly being burned down, smoke, dust, flying into the air, falling off anything going up into the sky, whether that's projectiles or the dragons themselves.

So overall Berk should have been experiencing more storms before they were at peace with the dragons, and once they were, there would be less stuff going into the air for the water to condense on.

I cannot say whether there would be a big, noticeable difference, but the difference would be there regardless.

So there being more intense storms after the dragons and vikings are chill with each other doesn't make a ton of sense, if anything, there should be less.

Also, condensation and in cloud precipitation is likely what causes lightning

So taking into consideration that lightning is NOT attracted to metals, and that since the peace with dragons, there should be less clouds and storms, there's no real definitive reason for those intense lightning strikes and ESPECIALLY no explanation for the lightning FOLLOWING Toothless like that.

There's no reason for it to do that!

There's another scene later that show even clearer, i can't find it right now, but it shows where toothless is low to the ground and the lightning is following him.

It WOULD NOT do that!

There is no reason for it to do that unless something was Making it do that!

So, following that logic, it HAD to be Thor (or other god).

Lightning does not behave in that fashion, it would not chase behind a low moving target like that.

There is no other explanation as to why the lightning was behaving like that outside acts of god.

Tragically, Mildew was Correct.

Thor was pissed.

Or maybe he was trying to be helpful!

The village was getting stirred up because of Mildew, maybe Thor knew this would help a lil bit, even though it was also very bad.

And hey, when they put that statue by Mildew's house, the lightning kept hitting him so ya know?

It might have been a misunderstanding!

Either way, not natural how that lightning was behaving, imo, had to be caused by one of the various Norse gods, thank you for you time.

[science-lover33]

🔬🌿 Diving Deeper into the Intricacies of Bioenergetics 🌿🔬

Hey there, science enthusiasts and curious minds! Today, we're embarking on a journey into the fascinating realm of bioenergetics, where the magic of energy transformation in living organisms unfolds. Buckle up because we're about to delve into the nitty-gritty of this captivating field!

The Energy Currency: ATP

At the heart of bioenergetics lies adenosine triphosphate (ATP), often dubbed the "energy currency" of cells. It's like the dollars in your wallet, except cells use ATP to facilitate all sorts of biochemical processes. Think of it as the universal energy medium that powers life itself.

The Energy Factory: Cellular Respiration

Now, let's talk about how ATP is made. In eukaryotic organisms like us, cellular respiration is the superstar process. It comprises glycolysis, the citric acid cycle (Krebs cycle), and oxidative phosphorylation. During these metabolic pathways, energy is extracted from organic molecules, such as glucose, and transformed into ATP. It's like a power plant for the cell, with each step meticulously orchestrated.

Expenditure and ATP Hydrolysis

But cells aren't just about making energy; they're also extravagant spenders. When cells perform work or carry out essential functions, they hydrolyze ATP into adenosine diphosphate (ADP) and inorganic phosphate (Pi). This process releases energy that fuels various cellular activities, from muscle contractions to active transport across cell membranes. It's like using cash to pay for services, and ATP is the bank where cells withdraw their energy.

Thermodynamics and Bioenergetics

Now, let's get a bit nerdy with thermodynamics. Bioenergetics pays homage to the laws of thermodynamics, particularly focusing on entropy and enthalpy. These principles help explain how energy flows within biological systems and how it's harnessed and regulated to keep life ticking. It's a bit like maintaining a delicate energy balance, ensuring that the cellular economy remains stable.

References to Dive Deeper

If you're eager to explore bioenergetics further, here are some fantastic references to get your intellectual gears turning:

1. "Molecular Cell Biology" by Lodish et al.

2. "Molecular Biology of the Cell" by Alberts et al.

3. "Bioenergetics 4" by Nicholls and Ferguson.

So, there you have it! Bioenergetics is like the electrifying symphony of life, with ATP as the conductor. The next time you marvel at the complexity of living organisms, remember that it's all powered by the awe-inspiring world of bioenergetics! 🌿🔬✨ #

[materialsscienceandengineering]

Novel liquid crystals produced by stacking antiaromatic units could lead to advances in organic semiconductors

In organic chemistry, π-stacking systems are supramolecular structures that arise due to the dispersion force, a type of intermolecular noncovalent interaction. They are a common occurrence in nature. The stabilized structure of DNA is a very prominent example of a π-stacking system, and so are the arrangement of amino acids in certain proteins. Interestingly, π-stacking can be leveraged in the design of materials with useful electronic and optical properties. These include organic semiconductors of various kinds, as well as conjugated polymers for sensing and biomedical applications. Thus far, a good portion of technologically relevant π-stacking systems have been limited to aromatic compounds, which have inherent π-electron clouds. On the other hand, antiaromatic compounds, though promising candidates for developing electric conductors, have rarely been reported as the building units of π-stacking systems.

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