#jobs alert

[timethehobo]

If there were stealth segments… Cue the mgs exclamation sound whenever an enemy spots them. ❗️😂

[arul50]

The Role of Internships in Learning Skills for Freshers 

Freshers face the task of showing their worth and relevance in their chosen disciplines in today's constantly changing work market. Internships are one of the most effective strategies for freshers to bridge the knowledge base and practical application gap. These changes give hands-on experience and play an essential part in moulding an individual's abilities and competencies. In this blog, we will look at the importance of Job Vacancy for Freshers and how they contribute to skill development.

Theoretical Knowledge Applied into Practice

Internships serve as a practical application of theoretical principles gained in the classroom. Freshers frequently have academic knowledge but need more practical knowledge of how to apply it in professional situations. Internships give a platform for individuals to put their textbook knowledge into action. Interns get to observe first how their academic base is comparable with the profession's needs, whether coding, marketing techniques, or financial analysis.

Exposure to Industry Practices

Every sector has best practices, procedures, and complexity beyond what a classroom can teach. Internships expose freshers to these industry-specific methods, helping them understand their chosen sector's dynamics. This experience improves their understanding and gives them when entering the employment market, an edge in competition. Internships provide freshers with the practical expertise businesses desire by allowing them to learn from seasoned professionals and adapt to industry standards.

The expansion and specialization of skills

Internships allow new graduates to explore all aspects of their chosen career, like Capgemini Careers, and find their talents and interests. Internships allow learners to specialize in specific talents, and academic courses provide an in-depth analysis. Internships allow freshers to expand their skill set and find areas where they may shine, whether improving programming languages, understanding marketing analytics tools, or becoming great at project management.

Networking and Professional Development

Building a professional network is critical for job advancement, and internships provide a perfect networking opportunity. Freshers participate with professionals, experts, and other people during internships, forming relationships that will be useful in the future. These contacts not only provide direction and instruction, but they may also lead to career chances. Internships, therefore, assist not just in skill development but also in freshers' entire professional growth.

Conclusion

Finally, internships play an essential role in development, preparing them for the difficulties of the working world. Internships are an essential element of a fresher journey since they provide practical application of academic information, exposure to industry practices, skill inclusion, and networking possibilities. Internships become stepping stones toward a successful and happy career as fresh graduates seeking new employment using Jobs Alert look to establish themselves in various industries. Accepting internships as a learning and growth opportunity is more than a decision; it is an intentional investment in building the foundation for a bright professional future.

[jaewritesfic]

Everlasting Trio Nobody Knows AU DP x DC Part 4

Part 3

(Tim POV! This is a long one 😅)

 Tim almost has it. He's so close to cracking this file he can fucking taste it. He's been fighting this thing for two weeks. It's the most incomprehensible and infuriating code he's ever faced off against, which is fitting considering who gave it to them.

The engineer. THEIR engineer. The engineer they didn't ask for and Tim still isn't sure how they got, and the single biggest mystery in Tim's fucking life right now.

See, a significant amount of Bat gadgets at this point are Tim's brainchildren. He imagines them, he designs them, he workshops and tests them.

A few months ago, he'd had a pouch on his utility belt full of experimental pellets meant for slowing down fleeing vehicles. They were designed to break when run over and the compound inside would expand into durable, sticky foam that would ensnare tires.

He'd tested them in the cave.

He had not been prepared to take one hit to that side and have to frantically divest himself of that pouch before he became Gotham's latest foam based cryptid. 

His family had laughed themselves silly at him even as he broke off in pursuit of the drug runners he'd been fighting.

When Tim had doubled back expecting a mess to clean up and pellets to rework? It had been gone. All of it. The foam, the pellets, the pouch of his utility belt.

A serious problem, because who knows who got their hands on that?

Then it had shown back up.

That is to say, Gordon had called them because he found a pouch with a note labeled ‘for Red Robin’ sitting on the stand of the Bat Signal and didn't dare touch it.

After making sure it wasn't a bomb or some kind of biological weapon, Tim had opened the pouch - his own belt pouch - and found pellets. New pellets. Different pellets.

The note just read, “As funny as that was to watch, I fixed them for you. No more premature sploogage on the job. :3 P.S. here's a recipe for solution to dissolve future intentional discharges.”

They'd been right, too. The new pellets were tested (in case THEY were a bomb or biological weapon) and they'd been just strong enough to safely transport but still break when under the pressure of tires. Even the foam was more effective, and the spray Tim synthesized from that stupid recipe had worked like a dream.

What. The fuck.

This person not only improved his design and came up with a dissolution agent from scratch in days, they'd been watching without him knowing and made off with the original pellets without anyone noticing.

This was either a rogue in the making or someone they wanted on their side, and either way they needed to be found.

So Tim had done the obvious.

He'd put together a lockbox of money for the product they'd been given, loaded it with no less than ten (10) bat trackers and a note thanking their mysterious benefactor and requesting to meet up. He'd exploded a foam pellet on a rooftop and left the box on it in the hopes they'd notice and find it, then hung around far enough to not be seen and close enough to beat feet as soon as the trackers started moving. 

They did not start moving. They all went offline simultaneously. 

Tim has never moved so fast in his life, and yet by the time he got to the rooftop there was a pile of foam and nothing else. Not even a trace of whoever took the lockbox.

The next day, there was a ping of one (1) tracker that led them to a note thanking him for the money, refusing to meet, and asking if they'd considered certain improvements to their grapples with schematics for said designs.

Thus started the most bizarre and infuriating chase through notes, money, helpful designs and disappearing trackers Tim has ever been a part of.

Last time, the engineer had left them a USB stick and a note claiming that since they really wanted to know about him so bad, they could have the information on the USB if they could crack the encryption on the zip file inside.

Obviously they screened heavily for viruses or backdoors, but long story short Tim has been trying to crack the fucking thing for two weeks and refuses to let Oracle help. It's personal. It's a matter of pride. 

He could swear the code itself has actively been sabotaging his attempts to hack it, which is, you know. Impossible. 

Ping!

Tim blinks, looking over at the map on another monitor of the Bat computer. 

“Motherfucker-”

He taps into Duke’s comms. This is the first time this has ever happened during the day shift, he wasn't expecting it.

“Signal! I need you on the roof of the warehouse on the corner of Fifth and Everest - a tracker just came online.”

Another thing that infuriates Tim. You can't just turn Bat trackers on and off. They're activated, and then they either stay active or they're destroyed. They can't be turned off and then reactivated.

And fucking yet.

Duke groans, but his own tracker starts making its way in that direction.

“Dude. He's gonna be long gone by the time I get there. He always is.”

“He can't run from me forever,” Tim insists. “I'm almost in this damn file, and I am going to find him and dangle him off a roof from his ankles for giving us this runaround, so help me God.”

“Uh huh,” Duke deadpans. “Sure you are. I'm almost there, and- oh look! A note. What a surprise!”

Tim hears Duke touch down on the rooftop, eyes on the code on his screen while his brother clears his throat and reads aloud.

“Ahem- ‘Good morning, sunshine!’ - guess that's me - ‘I hear some bats and birds have been murdering tires at an alarming rate with the way they drive their bikes-’”

Tim freezes. He's not listening anymore.

“Signal.”

“‘- and that just can't be good for business. Nobody wants a bald tire ruining a chase. So boy do I have the thing for you-”

“Signal!”

“What?”

“I got it.”

“Huh? Got what?”

“I cracked his file. I got it.”

Tim is staring, wide eyed and full of a mixture of elation and trepidation at the contents of the zip file. It's a single text file titled, ‘Wow! You did it!’

“Oh, shit? Well? What's in it?”

Tim swallows, mouse hovering over the file. He takes a deep breath, then double clicks.

The file opens.

Tim blinks.

“Red Robin? What's in it?”

Tim scrolls slowly down, disbelief and horror dawning across his face. “Oh my God.”

“What? Come on, man, talk to me.”

Tim scrolls further.

“Oh. My God.”

“Red? Red Robin, you're scaring me, man.”

Tim puts his face in his hands. Voice muffled, he responds.

“Duke.”

“...Red? You okay?”

“No.”

“No?”

“It's the entire Bee Movie script.”

Silence reigns for a solid five seconds before Duke breaks and descends into raucous, hysterical laughter.

Even muffled by his own hands, Tim's scream of rage scares the bats in the cave into a tizzy.

Part 5

Masterpost

[seawitchkaraoke]

never gonna get tired of Aabria and Brennan playing dnd together, they know each other so well, they are so fun, they're clearly having so much fun ''does Evan have a grenade??'' ''idk will you let me? :)'', ''you know what I'm gonna ask'' ''yeah I throw myself in front of Sam, absolutely'', ''I'll give it to you, if you detach your shadow'' ''.....(pause, clearly aware that with Aabria as a dm, this will have Consequences) yeah I do it, I want to get all of them'', ''is my shadow back with us?'' ''no :)'' ''okay. (concerning)''

And that's just this episode, but there's so many little moments in all of their campaigns that really read as ''I will fuck you up <3'' ''I know and I am walking into it with open eyes <3'' from both of them, never hold any punches, because they know the other one doesn't want them to, just. Inflicting emotional damage on each other for funsies is a love language I guess?

It's beautiful

[kelpermoosee]

Guy who thinks his love language is gift giving, but in reality he feels obligated to give people lots of stuff in order to make them stay

[pixelkip]

i dont think im the first but oh well.

[sleepsucks]

[ybetzarts]

You dont have to worry about a thing when youre with your man [Description and inspo⬇️]

from TW: i recently saw some video skits of ladies almost instinctively shutting their minds off(of things), when theyre with their man...that level of trust really moved me, but oh well, in this day and age, I'd always advise people to be xtra careful and attentive...

Rouge's humming to/thinking about....Don't Go Yet by Camila Cabello. Knuckles' jus being alert, extra cautious, thats all, and he had to, since Rouge's, well, mind was off to something else...

[thebeigelunatics]

eve best employed again?! eve best in a bbc thriller?! eve best costarring with carmen ejogo?! FINALLY SOMETHING DELICIOUS

[kedreeva]

fb lady: a hawk killed all my chickens, does anyone have more I can have for free?

me: did you take care of building a shelter the hawk can't get into, so the new ones won't just become hawk lunch again?

fb lady: I am building one, but the builder is sick so it's not like he can finish the roof and how dare you assume they don't have shelter and also the chicken the hawk got today was a rooster so he's doing his job protecting my flock

me: ...I didn't assume, I asked you, and you literally just told me no they don't have appropriate hawk-proof shelter so....

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

Batman, looking for another Robin: And what can you do for this job?

Joker, in disguise: I can....uh....make people laugh..????

Batman:

Batman: Joker??

Joker: Whaaaat? Who's she-

Batman: Did you really escape Arkham just for this job interv-

Joker, sobbing: I MISSED YOU OKAY

[housecow]

‼️‼️‼️@/alwayseatinggg is another scammer, this time using *my posts* to tell ppl to dm them. their page is using stolen videos/images and largely only reblogging from other scammers also using stolen images. lmfao???

[sergle]

its so crazy how effective and quick positive reinforcement is for pretty much every animal but especially for domesticated animals, theyre all food motivated and if they understand that you give them food theyre likely willing to try and learn. Negative reinforcement or needed a firm hand is such a strange way to treat animals that were genetically altered to work With you and to like you.

IT IS SO WILD... negative reinforcement for an animal whose number one desire is to Have Something To Do and Love You is completely fucking counterintuitive

[veatomis]

Halfway through rereading the wigmaker job and i see the vision for lucanis somewhat decent first talon. I see it. I think i need to tap deeper into that to make my own worldstate work

[cocotome]

Help meeee!! Their smiles!!!!!!

[mrmeepsmadmind]

sideswipe is now red alert and inferno's stupid son.

inferno buys a shirt that says 'i love this crazy bitch' with Harley Quinn twerking on it & red alert shoots him with his shoulder mount missile at point blank range, no mercy, no warning, just murder