#fudge factors

[tenth-sentence]

This is because different models can be made to fit the same data regardless of their physical validity by treating the various kinetic parameter values as 'fudge factors'.

"Chemistry" 2e - Blackman, A., Bottle, S., Schmid, S., Mocerino, M., Wille, U.

[kettlefire]

Writing emotional chapters are so hard...

Like do I drag this out and make my small group of readers suffer...

Or do I smooth it over slightly so it's not as bad as my brain wants me to make it...

Do I take it the sad route...

Or the angry route...

Decisions are hard

[alanshee-keeper-of-realms]

Draydon Zaver Mouse-Bunny-Duck

Known as a true medical mystery to the Humans, this Toon Defys all known Genetic Logic by having 3 Parents, he is the definition of Toon Logic in living form,

If Walter got the calmness, Draydon got the Zanyness, a wild child who is screaming Adventure is out there! He's the one building traps and keeping up with the best of the Looney Toons even outsmarting his own father Bugs at 6 years old, exploring the wider world but also fascinated with lifes biggest questions, being an enigma himself.

(Portrait to be added once Artist Block stops kicking my ass)

[fromkenari]

Every field is like this, though. I am an engineer, IT, musician, and math person. I started as the only girl-presenting person in the electrician class interested in physics and chemistry. I also took many humanities classes in college, and memes are everywhere. It wasn't just in Biology, people.

For instance, just yesterday, I was explaining all the ways to say "standby power" in electrical terms, which started out because someone thought it was funny we say "vampire load" and babes... It's an entire spooky thesaurus.

Mnemonics and mnemonics becoming memes were a way of life in sciences AND music. Math was all the acronyms. Physics and engineering courses (aka more math and physics but worse) were all plays on dude's (and occasionally a dudette, never a duderino :() names, and electromagnetics involved a lot of obscene hand gestures that had you groping and poking the air because electromagnetism is invisible and having nail polish on fleek helped. Chemistry never made sense because it wasn't mnemonics or acronyms. It was nonsensical words that stood for chemical equivalents or reactions.

Also, I had the most ridiculous color-coded notes in the intro computer science courses because the dude would show you all the wrong ways to do it on the same slide with different color markers and finally the correct way in green, making learning array sorting a nightmare and looking back at the notes worse.

I think the funniest thing I had to remember though was all the phonetic sounds in my linguistics class because there is a finite number per language, and you haven't lived until you've had your timid special little guy TA come into class one day speaking Zulu aka a Khoisan language aka "African clicking language." Wait. I've spiraled off memes.

I really don't think you understand how overly tired 20-something me couldn't remember if I was supposed to use my right or left hand for electromagnetics. (Secret: IT'S ALWAYS THE RIGHT AND YOU NEED TO PUT DOWN YOUR PENCIL.)

CRISPR was already on thin fucking ice as a serious name for a biotech technique and now they made up CRISPY-BRED are you joking

[impishjesters]

Siri? No. Rambley! (Ch 1?)

ship: Rambley x Reader relationship: can be read platonically or romantically note(s): I fudged over a bunch of tech jargon cause I'm too stupid for that stuff and who cares it's fan fiction anyways! The reader has no gender or pronouns used. A/N: So I may or may not be working on a lil AU/series for this whole idea~

“Are you sure that’ll work?”

Rambley leans impossibly closer to the screen as if it would help him see over your shoulder. “Uh-huh! Or well, I don’t see why it wouldn’t?” He leaned away from the screen and you finally met his gaze. “Just copy everything of importance to the drive and plug me in!”

It feels unrealistic and far too easy to just copy what makes Rambley well, Rambley and he’ll suddenly come to life on the cheap laptop. “If you say so, just… if something feels wrong, stop me okay?”

The digital raccoon paused his happy dance and stared at you before shooting you a thumbs-up. “A little silly if you ask me, but okay!” He placed his hands together and rested his chin on them, watching you intently.

You’re not a rocket scientist, so it doesn’t take much for you to get stumped on what’s considered “important” to keeping Rambley alive so to speak. Rambley watched on the monitor behind you, tail waving rhythmically behind him as he hummed and guided you to what folders were important, etc.

After about an hour you’ve properly copied everything needed onto the laptop. The digital raccoon lets out an exhausted sigh—like he did all the hard work—and looks at you. “That should be everything! Now plug the laptop into the console and I’ll see if I can hop over!”

Rambley is unphased by your deadpan stare aimed at him after his silly joke and focuses on the laptop. “Plug it in! Plug it in!” he chanted.

“Alright little bunny, hold your horses.”

He stopped his chants and looked at you with a smug expression. “Horses you say?”

“Shush. I’m working.”

Rambley rests his chin on his hands, tail swaying behind him again. “Nu-huh~ You just need to plug me in and—”

With ease you connect the laptop to a nearby computer, and despite the fear that this old worn-out technology might fry the laptop and the realistic factor that this probably isn’t how this whole thing works. You plug the laptop into Rambley’s system.

The monitor Rambley was on flickered and distorted, his raccoon avatar glitching frantically. “O-ooooOooOoOoooOOOOo… that feels funny!”

“Like… a bad funny or? Should I unplug it??” You ask worryingly, he’s never been this buggy before.

“NO! DON’T TOUCH ANYTHING!” His voice distorts causing you to flinch at the volume before his screen altogether goes black.

Almost immediately your eyes are drawn to the laptop, watching the now black screen glitching out. The longer the silence grows the deeper the worry bubbles in your stomach. Did you somehow…kill him?

After several minutes of sitting and waiting the screen flickers to life, a bright white before Rambley’s face pops on screen looking comically confused, cheesy tweeting birds flying around his head. “Woah… that felt funny…”

Rambley’s voice echoes behind you instead of from the laptop. Looking back at the monitor you quickly notice it’s still Rambley but without the silly chirping birds around his head. Gaze flickering between the two copies of Rambley you push your chair back from the desk in confusion. “Uh, what’s happening?”

The Rambley on the monitor looks between you and the laptop. “Well, I managed to upload and copy part of myself onto it!” When your expression doesn’t change from confusion he settles on a more simplified answer. “I’m both here and on the laptop.”

The Rambley on your laptop finally snaps out of it and perks up seeing you and his own self on the bigger monitor. “It worked!”

“Wait,” you ignore the laptop Rambley and stare at the monitor. “You’re in both at the same time? Isn’t that… confusing?”

Rambley laughs and pats his screen like he would giving someone a head pat. “The laptop isn’t big or strong enough for all of me. So I was able to take a piece of me and put it on the laptop.” He explains. “So as long as you’re able to keep the laptop connected via a Wi-Fi or internet connection, I can freely switch between the two!”

The monitor shuts off and Rambley waves his hands excitedly on the laptop. “This means that while I can’t leave the park entirely, I can easily connect to the laptop via the internet!” He pauses and crosses his arms, tapping his chin curiously. “I wonder if it would work on your phone too?”

Feeling overwhelmed from all the information you rub at your temples and adjust in the uncomfortable chair. “How about we leave that for a different time Rambles?”

Rambley perks up at the name and nods his head. “Oh, of course! It’s getting late now, you—or rather we— should go home!” He giggles at the mention of home with a level of excitement you don’t think you’ve ever seen.

You grab the laptop bag and unplug the laptop from the monitor, tucking it away in the bag, and finally look at Rambley. “I’ll have to close the laptop Rambles. But as soon as I get home, I’ll open the laptop up for you okay?”

His shoulders slump at the mention of closing the laptop, and instead of trying to argue about keeping it open for him to see everything he simply nods with a pout.

You gently pet the top of your screen near the webcam and smile at him. “It won’t take long sweetie, the second I get inside I’ll open the laptop. I’ll even show you around my—our place.” You quickly correct yourself, and it’s worth it to see Rambley’s entire self perk back up in excitement.

“Okay! Be safe!” Rambley disappears from the laptop screen and pops up on the monitor nearby again. “I’ll wait here, and as soon as I sense a stable connection I’ll pop over!”

You have questions on how exactly he’s able to hop between the two despite the distance, but that’s a whole event for another time.

“Alright, I’ll see you soon Rambles.” You kiss your fingers and place them on his monitor before packing up the laptop and making your way out of the park, holding the laptop like it carries the most prized possession in the universe.

And it did, it carried your Rambles.

[wolfsbanesparks]

Trick or treat! 🍭🎃

So you hear about kids going to rich neighborhoods for candy? What if Billy, Mary, and Freddy start raiding the rich neighborhoods of Gotham, Metropolis, Star City, etc for candy. They have it down to a system.

Happy Halloween!

I can totally see the three of them doing that! Mary has made an itinerary, factoring in different time zones, number of houses, and average income for each neighborhood for the ultimate trick or treat route.

Billy hefted his bag over one shoulder, the candy inside weighing it down significantly. They'd already hit Metropolis, Gotham and Fawcett--or at least the best neighborhoods in each--so the sack was bulging already. He was tempted to each a candy bar or two just to lighten the load, but there wasn't time. Halloween was the only night of the year he could get free candy, so he wasn't going to slow down for anything.

Mary handed him her bag as well and unfolded her map, the three of them huddling around it to block any unwanted eyes on their plans.

"Okay, this should be the last neighborhood in Central--at least the last one that has those limited edition Flash bars. I say we make our way to Star City next."

"We gotta hit the Flash museum first," Freddy reminded her. "They have a dozen candy stations for anyone that visits before 7pm."

"Good call," Billy agreed, adjusting the flimsy cape around his shoulders. "I've been a couple times with Wally, so we can race through that pretty quick. Then we can head to Star City--first stop Oliver Queen's house. He promised not just full sized candy bars, but also imported fudge."

Mary nodded decisively and put the map away again, pushing her tiara back into place. "Let's go!"

[hollowed-theory-hall]

re.: the weasleys + parenting

what's always bugged me most abt percy's fight with arthur (especially in the fandom, where everyone's like 'oh, he turned his back on harry and betrayed his family to side w the ministry) is that. that's hardly what the fight is about at all. the fight is about the fact that percy, an 18yo kid who just got promoted to his dream job instead of straight up losing any chance at ever being Minister (because they tried to scapegoat him into taking the blame for the crouch business even though he managed to keep the whole department running while his boss wasn't even there), comes home all excited to tell his parents that "Hey, he's not unemployed and bereft of any and all hope for his biggest dream", but rather that his skills and competence got recognized by The Most Important Man In The Government, and molly and arthur look him straight in the face and go—"no you didn't."

there is no mention whatsoever that they even try to be gentle about it, that they congratulate him first and then bring it up later like "just be careful around Fudge, he's always looking for people to get information from and you are the best of both worlds, close to the action and actually good at the job he hired you for", nothing of the sort. they straight up don't even consider how any of those factors might've weighed in Fudge's decision to hire him.

and, perhaps worst of all, they have no faith in Percy. he tells them "I'm working for the minister", and not only do they not spare a second to be happy for him over this frankly momentous achievement (or at the very least concern for the position it puts him in), they jump straight to conjectures and accusations. "you only got this because of Harry" has got to crush Percy, who was raised to believe that good things come to honest, hard-working people and who has been working for this since he was a small child. and it digs the knife deeper when you realize that most of his siblings have basically replaced him with Harry. Harry, who also plays Quidditch and also keeps throwing himself into death-defying dangers and overalls fits much better into the family dynamic than Percy ever has.

and there's just this. crystal clear implication that they do believe Percy would spy on them. he's so Different and Other and Un-Weasley/Gryffindor-like and they've alienated themselves from him so absolutely that they can't see any reasons he wouldn't willingly and consciously jeopardize his parents' livelihood and Harry & his siblings safety just to stay in the Minister's good graces, when if anyone's actually at risk of losing their job for siding with Dumbledore is his father, who's still working there quite merrily and continues to so for a long time afterwards.

Percy, who runs into a freezing lake mid-February while attending an international event as Crouch's replacement to make sure Ron is alright, who pesters Ginny to eat and have a pepper-up potion most of her first year bc she doesnt look well, who tails Harry and Ron a lot of their second and third years bc there's something petrifying kids and then Dementors on the grounds and a mass murderer on the loose and they all just think he's being willfully bothersome like no you idiots he's worried.

of course he left. of course he left. what did he have to gain by staying at the Burrow, beyond fresh home cooked meals harassment and disagreements? why wouldn't he leave?

sorry I have a lot of feelings about this.

No need to apologize, this is brilliantly written!

I don't even feel like I need to add anything as you summed up the Percy situation perfectly.

But I can't help myself because I love discussing the Weasley family dynamics, so it's a bit more rumbley than my usual...

Percy cares so much for his family. When Voldemort is revealed and the war actually starts, he puts all his disagreements with his parents aside to come and help and make sure they're okay, because he cares. And still, he is being shunned and treated like an outsider.

Arthur and Molly Weasley are just really good at alienating their kids because it isn't just Percy.

Somehow all of them succeded in feeling like outsiders in a family of 9. Bill shows frustration with his parents and only returns to Britain because of the war, Charlie's in Romania for most of the series. Fred and George run away the moment they can and are treated like trouble by their parents most of the time (Molly and Arthur assume they are selling stolen goods from Mundungus when they hear they have money, not that they, idk, somehow earned it), Ron has a whole complex of low self-esteem and a tendency to blame himself for everything. Ginny is isolated from her brothers as the only girl and youngest...

And Percy cares and tries to be the best and most responsible sibling and gets scorned in turn.

Harry and Ron do acknowledge Arthur's and Molly's accusation towards Percy was awful and that he was right to respond negatively in OOTP. Ron is just sensitive about their family's financial state which soured Percy to him after Percy blew up at their dad (rightfully so, honestly, I'd say way worse to Arthur if it was me).

The thing is, Percy also gets scorned by his siblings, not just his parents (like Fred and George do). He gets grief for trying to be responsible and for wanting his siblings to do well in school and not get in trouble, Fred and George lock him in a pyramid...

That being said, do I think Percy is perfect? No, he is pretentious and overbearing at times, but he is a child in a large family who tries to find a place to fit himself in. According to child psychology, usually when it comes to siblings, the eldest would usually (at least in childhood) try to be everything the parents want (Bill), and then each next sibling will carve a different niche for themselves, and we see this with the Weasleys. I think the twins being born right after Percy and demanding a lot of attention from their parents from a young age as they were little troublemakers from the start is a big reason why Percy chose the niche of being bookish, ambitious, and responsible for himself. To contrast himself with them and his older brothers and get some attention from their parents.

I'm not a fan of the epilog (like everyone), but I find it hard to imagine Percy being close to his family post-books. I think he never fully got over the sting of not being seen as skilled and competent and that his parents believed he'd turn on them all without a second thought. Nor do I think he should just get over it.

Like, I'm really salty that Percy was the only one to apologize:

“I was a fool!” Percy roared, so loudly that Lupin nearly dropped his photograph. “I was an idiot, I was a pompous prat, I was a—a—” “Ministry-loving, family-disowning, power-hungry moron.” said Fred. Percy swallowed. “Yes, I was!” “Well, you can’t say fairer that that,” said Fred, holding out his hand to Percy. Mrs. Weasley burst into tears. She ran forward, pushed Fred aside, and pulled Percy into a strangling hug, while he patted her on the back, his eyes on his father. “I’m sorry, Dad.” Percy said.

(Deathly Hollows, pages 512-513)

Like, yes, it's great he was smart enough to realize the ministry is corrupt, but this demand only for him to apologize when Molly and Arthur Weasley were just as much in the wrong. Fred and George weren't beacons of sainthood here either. But none of them have apologies demanded of them. None of them are demanded to confess they are "morons". Just Percy.

Who even after his apology is still an outsider. Probably always will be one.

You said it best: "Why wouldn't he leave?"

And that's what we see him do (if temporarily).

[idiototheinternet]

So I just re-watched the second TADC episode, and I've recently watched the 1970's Raggedy Ann and Andy movie and

the fudge is absolutely related to

the greedy like oh my god gooseworx come up with your own ideas, first it was popee the performer now this/j

I just like looking at all the factors that influenced it and Jesus Christ this movie was a fever dream.

I also really liked the third episode, Kinger deserved the attention. I'm a Jax fan through and through, but the reason for that is because I hate him, like, I really wanna strangle him and that's why he's my favorite.

[luimnigh]

I honestly would like to see a Marvel Zombies story that's not beholden to the idea of "we want to see all the Marvel characters as Zombies".

Like, what would a zombie outbreak in the Marvel universe actually look like?

If it's your typical zombie virus, spread through bites, then there should be a bunch of characters either outright immune or conditionally immune to it.

Like, there's people with healing factors that canonically protect them from all disease. The Wolverine family, Hulk, Deadpool.

Then there's the outright invulnerable, with impenetrable skin, like Luke Cage, Carol Danvers, and ironically the Sentry. If bullets can't break their skin, neither should teeth.

There's also the temporarily invulnerable, like Colossus, Emma Frost, and Kitty Pryde. So long as they keep their powers up, they can't be bit.

And like, until someone strong enough to bite through Titanium gets infected, Iron Man, War Machine and Ironheart should be relatively safe.

So don't fudge the powers. Let those guys play out like they normally should. The situation is still fully capable of getting utterly fucked.

What happens if a Psychic gets infected? A powerful magic user? Pym Particles and Superspeed were already spotlighted as two powers you don't want ending up on the Zombies' side in previous stories, as they breach any form of containment fast. What others powers would be devasting in the hands of the undead?

And who are the wildcard survivors? Which heroes are perfectly set up for this specific situation, when they may have been minor players before? Which villains could prove integral to winning the day?

I'd love to see the premise done differently to what we got.

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Ok, so they are the last descendant of ONE of them , got it. Let's look at this logically and look at canon.

Charles and Erik have David, Pietro, Wanda, Lorna, and the dozens of other kids they've gotten over the years. So they are out.

Logan has Laura and Akihiro. He's out.

Raven has Kurt and she has Rogue. If Rogue being adopted or not counts, she is still the closest thing Rogue has to a mother (sad) so she's out.

Storm is kinda weird because Evan is her nephew in canon, but we have fudged it before to make him her son and how would she have a sibling in this au anyway? So I'm gonna guess he's her son and say she's out

That leaves Victor, Hank, and Morph as the possible deadbeats.

Okay, good! Those five are out, these fthree are possibly it!

Hank/Beast is a sweetheart usually, he's fluffy, he would probably have a kid/grandkid/great-grand who would be incredibly smart, very strong, very nice, and who could have any power from being covered in fluff to being inhumanity strong or being very intelligent... He's not always chill, but he's usually the best listener of the gods...

Kevin/Morph is able to change their form, tale in any power, and be anything, really. They're always changing, but always a trickster, jokester, and otherwise helpful god to heroes and underdogs. Their kid could change colors, or become other people, or take on any power or mimic them. Their kid is likely cunning, funny, and open to new things. Not the worst parent either, but they also have lots of trauma, and would be a worried and potentially unstable parent/patron...

Victor/Sabretooth is wild, has claws and fangs, and can heal from any wound. He's not the most reasonable god, nor the kindest, but he wouldn't let anything hurt his kid. His kid would likely have claws and fangs, fluff, a tail, and/or a healing factor. His kid is tall, fierce, a little wild, and a gentle giant at heart. He's scary, he's dangerous, and unstable, but puts most of that aside when it comes to his family/pack...

They all have their merits and perks and whatnot. So they're all open for discussion of possible godly parent!

[eahtheramblings]

A deeper dive into how the destiny system would work in a rewrite

Alright, little housekeeping before I get into it, I have finally created a tag for the hypothetical rewrite fanfic that I keep procrastinating due to college - so people can use the tag to either find the posts related to it or block it depending on if they like/dislike my ideas. You can now find it under #RamblesRevamp. Felt after posting the time loop au idea that I should probably start creating tags for these or else it’ll get confusing very quickly.

Moving on, I have come across the problem that every eah fan and fanfic writer has to face after thinking about the story for a while; just how in the world does the destiny system actually work? 

The books and show give us some threads to make sense of it, we know it’s generational in most cases, and we know that signing the book ensures the story plays out again, but beyond that most things are speculation. It was definitely written as a looser magic system to ensure that no matter who was writing a special or a book for eah they would be able to bend the rules to fit the plot, but for something so central to the story it really feels like it should be fleshed out more. Luckly, this is the world of fanfic, and I am not beholden to make a story that can adopt different writers quickly, so I can world build as much as I want!

Below is a list of changes/rules/expansions upon the original destiny set up we were given that the Revamp AU follows. These rules are what the average character in the revamp AU would know:

Rule 1: Destiny is understood to be a set of two cycles, one for fairy tales that need to be retold every generation (snow white, goldilocks, etc.), and one for the greater myths that covers universal creation to universal destruction and would happen over billions of years (Greek myths like cupid would be here). Here's a very quickly made visual example: 

Behold! the Destiny Cycle, or Narrative Cycle as it’s sometimes called. When we start the story with Apple and Raven, they are on fairytale cycle number 1,017. No one knows how many myths cycle’s the universe has gone through since that encompasses the creation and destruction of the universe, but scholars enjoy debating about it and saying a person “thinks they know how many cycles the universe has gone through” is akin to saying a person thinks they know everything.

Rule 2:

Oftentimes in fairy tales the characters have set ages that are much younger or older than what someone who just graduated high school would be referred to as, such as little red riding hood and Hansel and Gretel being referred to as children, or other characters being referred to as old kings or hags. However, having everyone complete their stories at the age they would be in our version of the fairytales would negate the whole point of a high school to prepare students for redoing those stories. In the revamp au the storybook of legends gets around this by comparing the character’s ages not to each other or to a timeline but rather to itself. 

You see, the book is magic, it somehow holds signatures from every generation with an individual page for each character and yet looks to be the same size as a standard textbook. In essence, it is a non-Euclidian object, not tied to rational laws of time or space. If the book wants, a character can seem like a young child to it, it’s been around since the start of the cycle! And if it needs to write a character as old, then that character can seem old in comparison to it, it’s a magic object that for all anyone knows popped into existence with a new cycle last Thursday! It isn’t bound to time the same way the characters are, so it can get away with fudging the ages a bit when writing each generation's version of the stories down. 

Rule 3:

In ever after, there are 2 kinds of people, the common folk and the destined. 

All destined regardless of birth order have a destiny, but what type is dependent on various factors. For Example, there are two types of destinies in the land of ever after, blood bonded and soul bonded. Blood bonded destinies are the most common, they’re what happens when a character's first child takes on the same exact destiny for the next fairytale cycle. Apple, Raven, and many others fall into this category. Then there are Soul bonded destinies, which are either destinies that have a role in the fairytale cycle but aren’t exactly the same as your parents, or in extremely rare cases destinies bestowed upon a person from a non-destiny family.

 The Charming's are a good example of the former. The original blood bonded destiny of Siegfried passed down to Grandpa Auspicious's eldest son, but he had no other destiny to pass down to the younger children. Because they are a part of the destined, however, all the children needed destinies, so the book bestowed soul destinies of being prince charming's and damsels in distress onto them. Their children in turn also got soul destinies, which is why the Charming’s know what their general role in stories will be but not the exact character (with the exception of daring, which I will explain in a bit). 

The latter, the case of a soul bonded destiny going to someone not already part of a destined bloodline is extremely rare, but does occur occasionally, especially when an old charming line dies out. You see, to keep the destined bloodlines from getting too interconnected, those with familial soul destinies like Charming's will often have fewer children as generations go by because fertility issues set in. Eventually, the blood line will either no longer be able to produce children or will produce merely 1 every 1-2 generations or so. When this happens, a new charming family might rise from the common folk in the form of a rags to riches prince story like the penniless owner of puss in boots. Again, this is really rare, but is also why the Charming's push for Daring, Dexter, and Darling to have prominent destinies. The sooner they marry into blood bonded destined families the less likely their bloodline is to disappear or thin out. 

You can have a family with both blood bonded and soul bonded destinies. Holly as the presumed oldest got the blood bonded destiny of Rapunzel, but Poppy as the younger one has an unknown soul bonded destiny, assumed to be a damsel due to her royal blood but no one’s really sure.

 And furthermore, while we're on the topic of pairs of siblings, a story that includes a set of siblings will have those siblings born to the oldest child of the last generation, not the weird cousin thing that happened with Helga and Gus. This means that if you're a part of the twelve dancing princesses for example, only the oldest princess’s twelve children would have the blood bonded destiny of being a dancing princess. The daughters of the other eleven princesses would get random soul destinies like the charming's. 

Finally, the first line of this rule is a little false. While unofficially there are two types of people, the destined and the common folk, Headmaster Grimm, and those who truly believe in the destiny system from both camps of people, would say that everyone is destined, as it is the destiny of the common folk to continue on their family trades and support their kingdoms. They even have symbolic legacy signings in some villages where a single page is signed by every child of age and then sent to Grimm to bind into the storybook of legends, and the one held in Book End village each year is attended by nearly every child of age within reasonable travel distance as they get to see Grimm bind the page into the book at the end of the ceremony. 

Rule 4: this brings me to the next point, Grimm isn’t just the headmaster of the school in the revamp au, he is also the Oracle of the Storybook. Grimm is thought to be immortal, here since the beginning of the cycles themselves, and he interprets the Storybooks will through visions and the like. This is why Daring knows what his destiny would be, Grimm saw a vision of a blonde prince in armor that had the Charming crest on it leaning over a glass coffin and told his family. He doesn’t control when these visions come, but despite this his position as Oracle makes him almost the head of all the leaders in ever after.

Rule 5:

And finally, number five, the storybook will make little changes each cycle to continue its and the universe's ensured existence. When the original tales happened, they were quite violent, with villains always dying at the end and even some hero’s dying as well. This however started to become a problem for the cycle, as destined who died without having a child first didn’t pass on the story by blood and thus their destiny got spat out randomly to a soul bonded destined. To keep this from happening, two things started to emerge. 

One, for stories where the deaths happened right before the end, the book started to look the other way so long as the character was dead until the last words were written. This is how Ginger's mother and previous ancestors survived. Yes, she was pushed into the oven and died, but one, fire resistance potions exist, and two, her oven had a door on the other side that could be opened, so after the storybook wrote “the end” the second door was opened by Grimm/someone else he trusts, and she was given a powerful healing potion. This is the equivalent to your heart stopping for a minute and then being revived by a doctor. You were dead, but like, it was temporary. 

Two, for other characters whose deaths happen too early on to be reversible (or that kept the story from being retold entirely), they slowly morphed into other fates. Cinderella’s mother doesn’t so much as die now as she becomes a tree. Somewhere in the middle of the cycle Odette stopped dying and just became stuck as a swan. The little mermaid is an extreme example of this, as Meeshell's ancestors went from dying, to turning to seafoam, to living happily ever after through a very long line of generations. Some say these softer endings have to be repeated a number of times before the book considers them the new versions, but no one's sure what that number is. Some also believe that you can convince the book to give you a softer ending, but this has no proof and is vehemently denied by Grimm who insist the book decides of its own merit what to keep or change each generation when it comes to large plot points based on what's needed to ensure the safety and continuation of ever after. 

That’s it for now folks, tune back in whenever I get free time next for some light Snow White and Apple angst. 

[simply-ivanka]

“There are no forbidden questions in science, no matters too sensitive or delicate to be probed, no sacred truths.” Carl Sagan

Ecoinvent, the world’s largest database on the environmental impact of wind and solar technologies, has no data from China, even though it makes most of the world's solar panels

The UN IPCC and IEA have relied on Ecoinvent estimates of life cycle CO2 emissions from solar, but given China refuses to be transparent in their reporting, Ecoinvent fudged the numbers using values from EU and US manufacturing.

As a result, Chinese derived solar PV panels have life cycles in the range of 170 to 250 kg CO2 equivalent per MWh versus the 50 kg CO2 per MWh so commonly used by the IPCC and others in calculating CO2 emission offset credits and in climate modelling.

Consider that advanced combined cycle gas turbine power plants have CO2 emission factors ranging from 300 to 350 kg CO2 per MWh and use a much smaller fraction of the amount of non-renewable materials per unit of energy produced than do solar PV facilities.

It is a well known fact that paring natural gas turbine technologies in a load balancing subservient role to solar PV gives rise to reduced thermal efficiencies of the turbine system. Thereby acting to further reduce the emission reduction benefits of solar PV and its already small marginal difference with a stand alone natural gas system.

The moral of the story is carbon credits are a scam, as are modelling projections of the climate effects of solar PV technologies.

[beemovieerotica]

oh god ok I just caught up on this and WOW

so, thought #1: yeah these are awful lol

thought #2: I don't think AI is going to create a uniquely bad atmosphere for fraud in academic articles, because we've already established the incentives and conditions for fraud to be a substantial problem in the first place

most people heard about the foundational Alzheimer's research that was found to be fabricated, and that was probably the most high profile case in recent years

institutions basically lock PI's in an eternal grant-writing grind where they have to produce interesting, relevant, and novel research continually in order for them and everyone under them to keep their jobs. it de-incentivizes any type of research that seeks to verify or reproduce previous studies (journals generally won't publish this) and if you end up NOT finding something ground-breaking, then it's seen as a scientitic failure rather than a naturally possible outcome of investigating the world, in which things sometimes aren't interesting

this obviously lays incentives for fudging data in the whole field of science itself, but there's been high amount of fraud coming from institutions in china which is why I was disappointed but not especially surprised by this

I'm prefacing this by saying that scientists based in china have been asking for solutions to this and rightly pointing the blame to the uniquely weird government funding scheme as the cause. I'm not going to get too much into it, but there have been issues with fake paper mills for years, and "citation circles" (iirc you can get a cash kickback for how many times you're cited) of people agreeing to cite each other's irrelevant papers.

it's gotten to the point where, and this is really bad, PI's over here will ignore papers that come from china-based institutions under the presumption that the data is unreliable.

excerpt from the article:

For example, in 2017, Tumor Biology published by Springer retracted 107 papers, all of which are by Chinese authors, because authors provided made-up contact information of potential reviewers, and the review processes ended up being manipulated by third-party agencies that make profit from “faking” the review processes (Chen, 2017). Also, certain journals have in recent years witnessed a concentration of works by authors from China. We suspect that this is because of closely knit networks of editors, reviewers and authors, which results in superficial peer-review, easy acceptance, and deliberate self-citing from the same journals to boost impact factors (see Guglielmi, 2019 for similar patterns of behaviors occurring to Italian scientists).

re: the last sentence, it does happen to a lesser degree elsewhere, which is why this is a field-wide problem

the chinese government has I think in recent years realized that the way everything is structured is de-legitimizing their research, and there have been huge efforts to crack down on fraud and basically place sanctions on these scientists. but that's sort of just handling the symptoms and not the cause - I'm not sure how far along they are on rectifying the index by which they ascribe merit and funding potential to PI's (we do this in other ways too) but yeah, the whole system of academia itself has to change.

[waiting-for-hogwarts-letter]

let’s discuss the difference between how macusa and m.o.m. treat their criminals.

THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC, BRITAIN

criminals guilty of severe crimes such as murder are not sentenced to death, so to speak. they are sentenced to life in Azkaban, where they stay for the rest of their lives, drained of their happiness until they die of misery, health issues, or whatever. dementors are supposed to be soul-sucking creatures, but they don’t actually suck out the souls of the prisoners. they’re supposed to be satisfied with feeding on only emotions, and guard the prisoners till their end.

there’s a bit of discrepancy, however- let's compare the sentences of Sirius and Barty Crouch Jr. Sirius is convicted for the murder of Peter Pettigrew and 12 Muggles, and his sentence is simply life in Azkaban. Barty Crouch Jr is convicted for the one murder of Cedric Diggory, but he has his soul sucked out by a Dementor.

(note: yes, he actually killed his father, but I’m pretty sure Fudge didn’t know that until AFTER crouch jr got the dementor‘s kiss.)

so- the difference in their sentences is wildly different. however, one important factor is that Fudge is in charge in Barty‘s case, and we know he’s a wack ass Minister, while he wasn’t Minister yet when Sirius was convicted. so we can probably excuse this injustice to Fudge's incapabilities as the Minister of Magic.

so in conclusion: the British ministry does not take the lives of their prisoners and just dumps them in the hands of dementors to die naturally or have their souls sucked out.

THE MAGICAL CONGRESS OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

criminals guilty of severe crimes are immediately sentenced to death. there are no dementors in America, as far as we know.

Newt and Tina‘s case is a little complicated. MACUSA knew that neither actually killed Shaw themselves, but they were held responsible for the Obscurial that did it. Tina‘s role in the matter was barely even known, and if they’d asked around a little bit, they’d have known that she had been trying to arrest Newt for days and was just doing her job. but with little to no information on what part she played in the murder, she was sentenced to death as well.

like i said, no dementors. here, the deaths of the criminals are orchestrated by wizards and witches. their happy memories and drawn out and are shown to the prisoner in a pensieve-like cesspool, until the prisoner is tempted to relive those happy memories and jump in, killing themselves. so basically, they’re gaslighted into committing suicide.

the most dramatic part of this comparison is that the way prisoners meet their end in Britain is the exact opposite of the way they do in America. think about it- in Britain, their happy memories are drained out until they are left with only misery and depression and negativity, and they die, tortured and unhappy. in America, they are forced to view their happy memories until they jump in- dying cruelly, but (to a certain extent) happily.

woah.

which method do you think is worse, or better?

[quotedfictions]

In The Dark

Synopsis: During reach out day, Tyler Galpin's old friends decide to take advantage of you and Eugene, a frail witch and the bee club president, while your boyfriend Wednesday is stationed in the chocolate shop of pilgrim world; only when everything goes dark in your eyes does Wednesday feel that something has gone wrong.

Themes: Male Wednesday Addams, Protective boyfriend, bullying, witch's, vampires, romance, caring boyfriend.

Warnings: Physical assault, verbal assault, bullying, general violence, profanity, name-calling.

Note: This does not follow the out reach day episode this is just a made up scene of my own imagination that is based off outreach day, I did, however, have to re-watch that episode to get the bullies right.

Wordcount: 880

Reaching Jericho, you are immediately ripped from your boyfriend as you head towards Pilgrim World with Eugene; it wasn't long before you reunited with each other; you lean over and whisper, genuinely curious about where his previous assignment went. "I suppose you finally convinced Enid to switch assignments with you; how on earth did you do that, if I might ask?" Wednesday Glanced at you while walking with you and the group. "I told her she would have the opportunity to partner with Ajax, and she took it." You nod in understanding and continue with the group as you get closer to the assigned job.

You soon reached your destination as Wednesday made his way to the front, you couldn't quite catch what he was saying to the group leader, but you could hear the group leader loud and clear. You all would be working in the chocolate factor; you despised milk chocolate, the scent, the texture, the taste. It could never compare to dark chocolate. Soon after being requested to change into the clothes once worn by the people who massacred and slaughtered your people, you sat with Eugene as he ate an entire tray of the chocolate handouts. "Eat too quickly, and you'll vomit, Eugene." the boy didn't listen.

As Eugene gives up on eating the last two pieces of fudge and goes to put his retainer in, one of the three boys that had approached you two from behind rips him up from under the armpits, and another grabs your arms from behind, holding you back. They forcefully carry him over to the pillory as you try to squirm and wiggle free "Eugene!" you call out, but he can't hear you anymore; you are disgusted when the boy next to walker starts talking. "Look at this greedy little freak." The more you struggle, the stronger the boy's grip; you then stop and burst out laughing when Eugene regurgitates the fudge he just ate onto the boys, but you would soon regret laughing.

"What are you laughing at, freak?" the boy holding you grabs your throat tightly, shutting you up and constricting you of air as you pull at his hands, gasping for air. "let go… of… me," you inhale with each word before the boy standing next to mayor walkers son slaps you so hard that your vision starts to blur, you struggle to pull his hands away from your throat, soon losing consciousness from the lack of oxygen. The last thing you remember is seeing and hearing Eugene calling out your name in concern, albeit unbeknownst to you, catching the attention of a particular goth boy.

When you awake, you cough and rub your throat before noticing you are in Nevermore's infirmary, your boyfriend reading a book beside you. Although Wednesday doesn't show any physical concern, his actions speak louder than any facial expression he'll make and much louder than the blunt riddles that leave his mouth. You figured he was the one to bring you here. Still, no doubt after causing chaos in the town square, catching the faint smell of burning metal, a broken down building, and bow rosin. "ah, your awake, good; I was wondering how long it would take for you to retake consciousness after being tortured by amateurs." you laugh dryly, your voice not entirely back from how roughly the boys from pilgrim world grabbed you.

Wednesday closes his book and places it in his bag before putting the back of his hand against your forehead, then pushing you back down into a lying position. "you have a fever; I suggest you continue to lay there, although you might not listen to me. If you would like, I can carry you back to the dorm, cara mia." your face heats up from his words, and you nod gently before croaking out a few profanities of protest to the unexpected and atypical behavior from your boyfriend. "holy shit why are you being so fucking strange today." Even though he could hear you perfectly fine, he pretended not to listen to a single word and proceeded to lift you from the infirmary bed.

When he lifted you, your head started spinning, and you hid your face in his chest, the black of his uniform shading your eyes from the light. When you opened your eyes, you seemed to have been fine, waking from the darkness of unconsciousness. Still, as you lifted higher into the light, you realized that your nervous system and eyes had not yet adjusted from being in the dark for so long, causing a slight sensitivity to the surrounding light sources. "Wednesday, cover my eyes, please. The lights are bothering me."

The boy understood, knowing that lights can be a bother no matter what you wake up from, whether from passing out or a decent night's sleep. "Just say when you are no longer in the dark, y/n." Wednesday made sure you knew that he would take the black cloth off your face when you were ready, carrying you back to your dorm only to discover that you had fallen asleep along the way, comforted by his cold embrace. The boy watched over you for the rest of the evening, knowing now that you would always sleep in the dark.

End.

[sol-consort]

The ejaculate of an Angara is wildly different and unique to each individual, one’s diet doesn’t have a consequence to their flavour or texture. Assumably this is to help differentiate, recognise and categorise the specific partner for each Anagara.

It was once speculated that it also might vary based on what planet the different Angara grew up on, but this has since been disproven.

Further research on the topic yielded very surprising results, especially on the subject of the unique bio-electrics Angara are known to have.

Angara that have less training and control over their Bio-electrics are known to have more charged ejaculate, which in turn stimulates the receiving partner of the Angara, turning a 10 minute amorous rendezvous into a 42 minutes and 51 seconds love session.

(Affects differ between species.)

Krogan’s are reported to be unaffected.

Salarian’s suffer sudden and often uncontrollable symptoms of light headedness and fatigue.

Turian’s show very noticeable signs which include heavy breathing, repeated grinding of their groin against any available surface and sudden excess of saliva.

Humans follow suit with similar symptoms listed above, though there have been undocumented reports of some humans growing more aggressive in coitus and going into, what their Angara partner called, “a wild frenzy of love and fear that they are unfamiliar with and yet greatly desire to see more of despite the shock.”

(Intern Logan reported that the Anagara were experiencing their first ‘fear boner’)

(…Intern Logan was given unpaid leave for two weeks.)

On the other hand, Angara with more training and control over their Bio-electrics are ‘negate’ that effect if they so choose. Or, they may alter the composition of their ejaculate in slight but nonetheless impressive ways. They may also, with express permission asked three to seven times, stimulate nerves in their partners cortex to help alter the taste to something of their own liking.

Humans have been the only testing group willing to humour or even encourage the idea. Results promising but will obviously be biased.

Three reports of gum flavour, fourteen reports of strawberry jam, nine reports of marshmallow, one report of chocolate and five reports of whipped cream.

Main contributing factor of all test groups, Angaran ejaculate has a very short lived period, ranging from weak to mild intensity, of a gentle numbing sensation on the affected area. Inside and out. The longest duration has reportedly been exactly seven seconds. During this time the area is only very slightly numb to most sensations, except when applied with more of the Angara’s ejaculate. When this happens a ‘shock’ of sorts occurs and sends faint electric pulses across the surface area. The most extreme case was when voluntary tester #22, had her Angaran partner come inside her, causing her to be nearly immediately paralysed from overstimulation.

More testing will be held, further results will be available sometime soon.

I love everything you've just written and blessed my inbox with, we shall have a spring wedding anon.

Krogan's are reported to be unaffected

Of fucking course it's the krogans who are somehow immune to space eels sex. I call bullshit! Those focus groups were flawed and the salarian researchers where very neglectful when conducting the experiment + the krogans bluffed and fudged the reports.

I request—nay demand a new experiment be conducted on neutral grounds with asari reserchers.

Salarian's suffer sudden and often uncontrollable symptoms of light headedness and fatigue.

And preferably for camera security footage to be posted online, or sent to my personal dms, 4k with sound, pretty please.

Turian's show very noticeable signs which include heavy breathing, repeated grinding of their groin against any available surface and sudden excess of saliva.

The angara aren't special; give me a salarian and I'll give you the same results in 5 minutes tops. And that's not the only thing I'll be topping.

I wonder if the metallic plating and high concentration of copper in their bloodstream (which is a better conductor than iron in human blood) amplifies the electric charge of the angara, magnifying the affects and potency of the symptoms.

It's a nice mental image, a big scary turian putting on a pathetic display of desperation, so needy as they grind against the angara, blue tongue almost hanging out of their beak as drool seeps from inbetween their sharp exposed teeth.

I would sell my liver for the chance to see that even once.

Did Jaal ever fantasise about it as he watched Vetra corner you against a wall, playing the role of the reliable yet dominant turian who's making a flustered mess out of this squishy human. Did the idea of getting her to fall on her knees, grinding against the floor below, while you watch with wide eyes—an expression far too innocent for a human who can't get enough of this—ever cross his mind?

Humans follow suit with similar symptoms listed above, though there have been undocumented reports of some humans growing more aggressive in coitus and going into, what their Angara partner called, "'a wild frenzy of love and fear that they are unfamiliar with and yet greatly desire to see more of despite the shock."

Human/turian/angara threesomes must go wild. Human enablers create unstoppable sadistic angaras.

Intern Logan is braver than the entire Alliance navy.

I mean, shock play/electric stimulation is already a thing, it has its own category on porn sites. So is it really a shock to anyone (haha) when the humans—who have the fear/lust wires crossed over in their brains—end up going into a frenzy over this discovery.

Oh, the mountains of depravity we could climb, just think of the potential of angara sex. The potential anon the potential! A cow bursting at the seams awaiting to be milked!

It starts small. Your angaran partner can't help but let a zap or two slip by as the wave of climax washes over them. Unaware of the human mind's greatest use, looking for patterns. Skip a few weeks ahead—the minimum required time to build a stable habit—and now your body has been conditioned into association electric shock with sexual pleasure! And not any sexual pleasure, but the thrill of bringing your partner to climax, the ego boost of having them moan your name through broken whimpers as the release overcomes them completely.

Sorrounded by advanced technology buzzing with electric energy, it's no wonder why your sexual libido seems to skyrocket overnight.

It's a feeling like no other, the pain so sharp when it happens, every muscle contracting by itself without your brain signal, the jump your body does as you feel the electricity soar through you, leaving you trembling in disbelief, adrenaline forced to flood your brain that's unsure of what just happens, sounding the fight or flight alarm just in case.

Now you're left with all of this excess energy, and a very fuckable angara below you in bed. A fear boner is the least of their concerns when you're done with them, you feel possessed as your body moves on its own, trembling from anticipation, lips and teeth crashing into their own as you shove their still-sensetive cock back inside you, using their cum as lube.

You'll ride their soul out of their body. you'll make them breed you time after time after time like it's your only purpose in life.

Your words are gibberish to them, human euphemism and prose they barely understand. Your movement is snappy and sudden, powerful thrusts, animalistic manners, and lust glazed eyes.

Each orgasm you milk out of them feels like a little death, leaves them gasping for air while grasping your hips to slow you down to no avail.

They may also, with express permission asked three to seven times, stimulate nerves in their partners cortex to help alter the taste to something of their own liking.

Angara power play where they randomly put their hand on the nape of your neck in public, let you the electricity travelling from their fingertips into your body, simulating the last taste you've experienced this morning, you on your knees with a mouthful of cum.

omfg who said that? Did you see that? A gnome running around spewing filth or something huh... weird.

On a more sweet note, imagine the 3am craving conundrums this would solve. You shake your angaran partner awake in the middle of the night because you really want an oreo mcflurry, so may they please make you feel like you're tasting one with their weird electric magic so you can sleep happy?

It would help with taking sour tasting medicine, just a little comforting illusions to make life a little less miserable. A small relief that feels priceless in the moment.

It could also mean that kissing them could taste like anything you desire if they put extra effort into it. Cotton candy flavoured kisses, chocolate tasting lips, the taste of strawberry milk as their tongue explores your mouth. Giving their lips small pecks and kitten licks like you're lapping up ice cream, it sure tastes the same.