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[idkwhatimdoingbutslay]

My Personal Ranking of Arcane CaitVi Moments + Poll for their Best Moment

This was harder than it should’ve been

1. Council Meeting + Oil and Water: There’s just something about the last episodes that have me in a chokehold. Them standing with each other, fighting for each other, Cassandra’s approval to go after Vi, then they break up even though they were never dating ????? My heart belongs to them. They’re just so attached to each other and it’s way more than "they have romantic feelings for each other and kinda wanna get it on," but they’re dedicated to each other. Full on respect and appreciation. Vi thinking this is her protecting the two of them and Caitlyn wanting nothing more than for Vi to stay but she makes the decision and leaves anyway, UGHHHHH

2. Everything after Oil and Water: Again, the last episodes. The one thing that finally tied the two of them together, a unique bond. They’ve been through so much together after such a short amount of time and they have to be each other’s solid rock. Jinx calling Caitlyn Vi’s girlfriend then Vi being scared Caitlyn’s head is on that platter, then Vi not being able to let Jinx kill Caitlyn even though Jinx has been her motivating force throughout her ENTIRE LIFE. Don’t even get me STARTED ON THAT FRICKING SHOWER. They’re so in love. ALSO, their final shot of Vi holding onto Caitlyn and supporting and protecting her (plus the fact that she doesn't use her gauntlet hand for it). So good.

3. Brothel Scenes + Saviour Caitlyn: One word: iconic. Vi is such a mess but Caitlyn will always be there to pick the pieces up. Their banter and them disliking each other but finally learning to trust each other is complete gold. PLUS: YOU'RE SO SWEET, LIKE A CUPCAKE!!!!

4. Bridge Scenes: THAT HUG, THAT KNEE PAT, ALL THE FACE TOUCHES, CONCERNED VI, VI RUNNING INTO THE MESS FOR CAITLYN, CAITLYN GOING IN TO PROTECT VI FROM THE SHOTS UNTIL SHE (VI) PUSHED HER (CAITLYN) AWAY SO SHE DOESNT GET HURT!!!!! No words, they’re just in love. The way these scenes just show their growing connection and need is simply so important to me.

5. Tie between Firelight Hideout Scenes and Caitlyn Releasing Vi from Prison + Everything After: Firelight Hideout scenes showed us more of their banter, Caitlyn’s amazing line, “this city needs healing,” and Vi gazing at Caitlyn like she was in love. Them in the sunlight is actually just gorgeous, but the fact that Ekko says “Vi says I can trust at you,” and Cait before that going, “It’s me you want,” just tops that. I don’t think Vi said this (Caitlyn can be trusted) because she fell for Caitlyn at that point, but because she knew that Caitlyn wasn’t on the side she was fighting against. She was practically harmless to her and, if anything, very useful. This is where I believe Vi starts appreciating Cait. Then, Caitlyn releasing Vi from prison then the wild goose chase that follows is just so fun. Vi’s new jacket and Cait’s new fit, Jericho’s food stand (they’re so annoying to each other at first, it’s amazing), it’s all so great. But… I cringe every time I hear Caitlyn go, “That place looks like it has bodies in the basement.” I know she was making a silly joke but it irks me knowing Vi’s history and reaction. Makes me scared and nervous that they wouldn't be able to move past that not so harmless joke (even though I know they do) and really shows you the differences they have to overcome.

6. Tie between Vi’s Old Home and Bedroom Scenes: Okay, so this is, like, ridiculously low. I love these scenes a ton, but their thing is that they’re the least subtle. It doesn’t feel like total yearning it just feels like a relationship (WHICH ISNT A BAD THING). Caitlyn didn't seem like she was pulling away from Vi because she was questioning how she feels for her (or her breath stank), but because Vi was out of her mind. Again, not a bad thing and these scenes are fantastic. This might be so low because I’ve read so many fics and analyses about them that they’re just there to me. UGH BUT I LOVE THEM. Them climbing into Caitlyn’s window, Cassandra and Tobias busting in, them breaking down the sign, those FACE TOUCHES. Caitlyn giving up her prized possession for this hot criminal she hardly knows???? Gosh, I can’t deal. (Should I switch this 5th and 6th 😭).

7. Mini Caitlyn and Vi being connected without them knowing: Threw this in here for fun. I love the idea of Mini CaitVi interacting, they’d be the absolute cutest. This just adds layers to their relationship. As if they were destined to be together. Like the world has been pushing them together for so long without them even knowing.

[everwalldigan]

To anyone who thinks Bruce has a clear and consistent favourite child I raise you this: it is infinitely funnier for Bruce to have a complicated and elaborate “ranking” system of his kids that only he’s privy to.

Picture this: Batman, dosed with truth serum, gets asked as a gag from one of the goons holding him captive who his favourite bat-vigilante is and instead of giving a straight answer, he launches into this whole explanation about the ranking system and who’s in the current lead, who’s hanging behind, etc. At some point (this is a mystery to everyone involved) a whiteboard appears and he starts explaining his system like he’s a football coach before an important match. Out of nowhere he starts pulling out little cardboard cutouts of his kids and pins them to the board. At some point the red string comes out.

Jason hasn’t killed someone in a week? Automatically promoted to favourite. Tim hasn’t caused an international incident in the past month? Puts him a few points ahead that keep decreasing the longer he refuses real sleep (20 minute power naps don’t count Tim! Says powernap inventor Bruce Wayne). Cass gave him a hug this morning and wished him a good day? Favourite until he gets a call from dick telling him (without shouting!!!!) that he’ll be there for this week’s Sunday dinner. Duke accidentally scratches the Batmobile? Demoted to the “in trouble” zone (which, honestly, that’s where his kids spend most of the time in😭). Damian did not attempt to free all the animals in the zoo they visited? Favourite. Until Bruce found out he was just trying to conceal the cat hidden in his room that Bruce explicitly forbade him from keeping.

Dick arrives at the family dinner with a busted shoulder and a bruise the size of Texas on his face? Gets demoted so far down that even azraeil scores higher than him. He’s in the “in trouble” zone for a constant month after that. Oh one of them survived an almost death? Favourite for at least the next week. At least. Multiple people survive an almost death? EVERYONES the favourite. The least favourite is the growing grey hairs on his head.

The end of day results are decided by who bothers to wish him goodnight and if all of them have fucked up in some way the past week then Jon (Kent) becomes the automatic favourite until someone cracks a joke that Bruce actually finds funny.

The favourite child changes daily, hourly even, and his kids are aware this system exists and keep trying to crack the code but he always Knows and just smirks smugly.

[the-kr8tor]

Heatwave

Feat: The cats 😺😻😾

Pairing: Hobie Brown x gn! Reader/ Spider-Punk x gn! Reader

Word count: 1.7k

Synopsis: You and Hobie try to survive a record breaking heatwave.

Tags: no use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, established relationship, some miscommunication, FLUFF, lovestruck Hobie.

A continuation of this fic

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You groan loudly, as if it helps make the air cooler, but alas it doesn't work that way. It certainly doesn't help that the air-conditioning in your building completely fizzled out last night, resulting in you and Hobie waking up sweaty and grumpy.

You breathe heavily through the humidity, but the sweltering heat doesn't make it any easier.

The cats don't help too, especially that they're currently blocking the air flow from your single working fan. Crumpet,Teacup and Crowley lay sprawled across a cooling mat, Crowley looks back at you every minute or so, checking to see if you've melted into a puddle.

Teacup, the ever spoiled baby, mewls towards you, as if to say it's time for their hourly wipe of their paws with a cold damp cloth. She's lucky you love her. She's been relishing the attention lately, especially time spent with Hobie, you can't help but get jealous sometimes, this is what Hobie probably feels like with Crowley attached to your hip.

You reluctantly stand up, stretching to your full height, arms wide, you cringe at the sweat clinging to your back, arms, legs and clothes, it's safe to say you're covered in it. You grimace at how tacky your clothes feel on you, your tank top must look like an abstract painting from behind. You lick your lips in a futile attempt to keep them moist, feeling the cracks of skin underneath your tongue.

You grab the designated cloth to soak it in the sink, at the same time you open the fridge to grab another ice pack. Thank goodness you have a stock of them for whenever Hobie comes home bruised. You wish you don't have an abundance of it though, you hate it when Hobie gets hurt.

Teacup meows loudly, telling you to hurry up.

"Alright, alright! 'm coming, you big baby" not noticing your words slurring together. You lift up the cloth, wringing off the excess water.

You stride towards the cats, carefully patting the cloth on their paws, while checking their fur for any tangles. Making sure their water bowls aren't empty.

After rubbing their paws you move to pet Crumpet, moving your fingers on her head, and scratching behind her ear. She purrs under your touch.

You're concerned about Crumpet, she's a lot older than the other two, so you're taking more time to be more attentive towards her.

You rub her thick fur absentmindedly, the air from the fan blowing on your lashes. Your mind wanders back to Hobie, how is he faring in this temperature? Especially in his suit, you practically had to beg him to leave his leather vest at home.

"I always wear it, love, I don't feel complete without it"

"Yeah, I know for the aesthetic," you change your tone, you don't want to fight, "but damn it, just for today please, I don't want you getting heatstroke" you sigh at his stubbornness.

For added effect Crumpet meows at Hobie, backing you up.

Hobie sighs in defeat, "fine," he drops the vest haphazardly over your bed, you think he's mad.

He leans over kissing your cheek, it's too hot to give you a proper kiss, you curse at the temperature, depriving you of affection. "don't forget to drink water, yeah?"

"Mmhm, you too. Take breaks, okay?" you move to hug him, but you recoil your hands back, thinking the added heat might make him more agitated. Hobie thinks you're mad at him.

You wanted to convince him to leave his leather boots and wear his trainers instead, but it might've been all in vain, since he's already opening the window to swing away.

That was hours ago, you hope he's okay, and keeping hydrated. You wish he wasn't mad at you.

Putting the ice pack on your head, you lean against your sofa, watching the cats stay cool.

You zone out, not hearing the familiar thump of heavy boots.

Hobie thinks you're ignoring him, shit you look mad, your face scrunched up into a scowl, sweat dripping on your forehead.

He crosses the small distance, the cats lay sprawled on their mat, the only indication that they noticed him is their heads slightly following his movements, even Crowley refuses to scowl at him. It's hot even for the little hell spawn.

Hobie grabs the cool can inside his little plastic bag, it rustles, but you still haven't looked at him. Fuck he should've kissed you goodbye better.

You feel the cold can on your cheek, waking you up from your daze. You feel sluggish. Craning your neck towards Hobie, you give him a small smile.

"Hey, you're home, early" your eyes slightly glossy.

"Yeah, even villains are too hot to commit crime" he notices your eyes, "when did you last drink water?"

You grab the cold can of soda from his hands, your hands shake trying to open the lid. "Um, I'm about to drink now"

"Shit, sweetheart, that's not enough" he grabs the can from your hands, earning a small "hey" from you. "Let me get you some water, yeah?"

Hobie rushes towards the kitchen, shit how long have you last drank? You must've been too busy taking care of the cats that you forgot about yourself. He doesn't blame you though, those cats are your family. He should've checked in on you on one of his breaks.

Glass in hand, he webs himself towards the living room, so he can get to you faster. You hate it when Hobie leaves his webs inside, but he'll apologize and clean it up later.

Hobie brings the cold glass to your chapped lips, you empty it in a flash, water drips from your chin, he wipes it with his thumb.

"There, you're gonna feel better in a minute" he sighs when color comes back to your lips.

"Can I have the soda now?" You tilt your head prettily.

Hobie opens the can for you before giving it back, "lemme change and I'll get you another glass, yeah?" He rubs the sweat clinging on to your eyebrows, messing up the strands. He chuckles at your unruly brows.

"What's so funny?" You pout against the mouth of the can.

"Nothing" he pecks your forehead, ignoring the sweat. That kiss will have to do for now, he has to make up a lot of kisses for the lack of love he gave you that morning.

Hobie basically tears his suit off him, sweat clings inside, he should shower. He should also try and fix your aircon, but he doesn't want to leave your side, you were on the brink of heat stroke when he arrived, Hobie needs to watch over you till you're better, and the cats need attention too, he still hasn't won over Crowley yet. He's made it his personal mission since he met the rascal.

Crowley settles next to you, the fog clouding your mind slowly dissipating. You sigh with your eyes closed.

"Oi no sleeping" Hobie places another cold glass in your hands in exchange for the soda. He's now wearing an old band shirt that he's kept at your place. Hobie doesn't have shorts, so he just went for his boxers.

He sits next to you, with Crowley in between. Hobie stretched his legs in front of him, his toned legs in full display.

"Here," Hobie hands you a fresh cloth "nevermind c'mere" you happily lean towards him, "you need to take care of yourself too y'know" He dabs the cloth on your neck, drying it.

"I know," you sigh "I was just worried about the cats and you, it must've been hard being in that heat all day"

He hums too engrossed in wiping you dry. You take this as Hobie still being angry at you.

"Are you still mad at me?" You ask in a small voice. wringing your hands anxiously.

"What?" He stops his movements, "I thought you were the one who's angry" he grabs your hands, smoothing the skin with his thumbs, trying to calm your thoughts. "Why would I be mad?"

"Because of the vest thing" you look up at him through your lashes. "I thought, you might've looked at it like I'm trying to change you, I'm not, I like you just the way you are"

Crowley watches the scene with pensive eyes. Crumpet sneezes in her sleep, while teacup curls near Hobie's foot.

"I'm not mad about that, I understand you were looking out for me, and I was too bloody stubborn" he kisses each of your knuckles, his warm breath calms your nerves. You know he isn't good with his words, sometimes opting for showing what he means through his actions.

" 'm not mad either, I shouldn't have pushed you" you lay your head against the couch cushion.

"Nah, I want you to make me, you keep me in line, love. You're right I would've gotten heatstroke with it on" he softly lays your hands on Crowley, he returns to his previous action, wiping at the soft skin on your hip.

"Imagine, I fainted while swinging" he jokes but you glare at him.

"Not funny, Hobart"

"Now, you're mad" He chuckles as he moves the cloth over your nose.

"Augh!" You swat at the piece of wet cloth "that's disgusting!"

"It's your own sweat, lovey" Hobie smiles lopsidedly.

"Next time, wear your trainers instead of boots too?" You ask shyly.

"Alright, for you, yeah"

You nod, finally convincing him "you took care of yourself out there?" You cup his jaw, making circular patterns over his skin with your thumb.

"Yeah, took breaks, hydrated, can't say the same thing for you though"

"I know, I'll do better next time" you sigh, thumping your head on his shoulder.

"Oi" he shakes you with his shoulder "I still owe you that kiss"

You laugh, Crowley perks up at the sound "and I still owe you a hug"

"What are you waiting for? Come up here and get it" a smile creeping on the corner of his lips.

You lean up, head staying on his shoulder, Hobie does all the work, he cranes his neck down as he holds the back of your head, guiding you towards his lips. You sigh into his lips, ignoring the sweat forming on his upper lip.

You cling on to his shirt, slowly moving your arms around him, he kisses deeper.

By some sort of miracle the aircon comes to life, blowing much needed cold air into your flat. You both decide to ignore it, while you climb on his lap, so his neck wouldn't strain. He holds your back, anchoring you.

Crowley meows at the both of you trying to get your attention away from Hobie.

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[weapon-xox]

Could I get fem Cherik fluff with powers?

i hope this is something! i changed their names to erika and charlie, enjoy! 💕

Charlie was sick. And, usually when someone is sick, they become insufferable, annoying and needy, using their illness to take full advantage of getting some undoubtebly much needed TLC.

Needing someone to care for them, rather than being the one to care for everyone else.

Charlie was lucky, she didn't have to put on an act to get her lover to care, to tend to her every need, because the second Charlie sneezed and broke into the sweats late last night, the metal weilding mutant actually became the insufferable one.

She meant well, of course she did, and Charlie really was so grateful, anyone could only be so lucky as to have someone as caring and concerned as Erika. But she tended to worry a little too much and, Xavier couldn't blame her, not after her past and unavoidably her future, but Erikas loud and constant string of worried thoughts, panic and the occasional (hourly) telepathic check-ins only added to the growing headache.

It wasn't all awful, though. Charlie couldn't help but think about how today was a perfect day to be sick. Rain pattered heavily against a slightly cracked window in Erikas dimly lit bedroom where she was tucked into the criminally comfortable bed, and Charlie had decided to cancel all classes for the day. A break for the teachers, and the students, to stay inside and enjoy each others company as they all would see fit.

Charlie tried to keep tabs on everyone, but Erika had scolded her when she noticed the others scrunched up face during one of her in person check ins, twisted in pain from all of the loud and excitable thoughts, and had gave her an order to rest, to let her handle everything, to trust her.

Charlie never doubted her trust in her, so she agreed quickly, and once she was able to drown out Erikas thoughts she even managed to get some sleep.

When she awoke, rubbing the sleep out of a heavy feeling eye with a small fist, a metal tray was carefully floating through the air, over to the bed, and eventually into her lap once Charlie pushed herself up, leaning back against the beautifully carved wooden bed frame.

Behind the tray followed Magneto, popping her head in with that shark like grin Charlie absolutley adored, walking further inside and sitting herself beside her lover while careful not to jostle the tray.

"I made you some soup, darling. Homemade, chicken noodle." Charlie opened her mouth, and Erika held up a long finger quickly. She didn't need to be a mind reader to know what Xavier was thinking.

"The students are all well, I promise you. Minimal rough housing and they all have been fed." Charlies lips curled into the softest hint of a smile. There was no rough housing because Erika was intimidating, Charlie knew that, and without her around to take their sides she knew the kids would all be on their best behaviour.

She looked down at the soup, the warm and welcoming smell broke through what it could of her congested sinuses and it made her mouth water.

"You made this?" She repeated back, reaching for the spoon but Erika beat her to it, lifting the spoon with a twitch of her fingers to bring the metal to Charlies lips. She leaned forward, took the soup into her mouth, and closed her eyes with a soft moan.

"From scratch," Erika confirmed again with a nod, and Charlie opened her eyes to smile around the spoon, pulling off of it at the same time the mutant pulled back the utensil, her eyes focused on those cherry red lips. They sat like that for a while, Erika feeding Xavier, chatting between thoughtful bites or sitting in silence to listen to the rain, which sounded like it had picked up, and although she was sick Charlie couldn't think of a better way to spend her day, in Erikas bed, surrounded by her welcoming scent and abundance of blankets because she was worried Charlie would get too cold, one of her too long shirts hanging off of the smaller girls frame.

She looks absolutley perfect, Erika thought, admiring her partner, and set the spoon in the nearly empty bowl to push back that soft shoulder length hair with a palm, leaning forward, pressing tender lips to that brilliant forehead of hers.

Charlie whined, silently pleading to be held while using that look the mutant could never say no to, and after lifting the tray off of the bed and safely to the top of a dresser with those remarkable powers, Erika kicked off her shoes and climbed under the covers. She wrapped a slender arm around Charlies waist, pulled her close, and the smaller mutant melted into her side while the protective arm of her soulmate held her.

"Thank you, really. For everything, you have been such a big help and I really don't know how to repay you..." Erika looked down with a lazy tilt of her chin, looking almost offended with furrowed brows that Charlie thought she expected something in return, but her face softened when she figured she could take full advantage.

She held her cheek in a careful hand and muttered softly, thumb brushing along her bottom lip, "a kiss will do."

"You will get sick," Charlie pointed out, a small pout on her face, and Erika just chuckled with a breath, leaning in for a kiss anyway, Charlie returning it eagerly despite her complaints.

Erika eventually pulled away just enough to speak, lips brushing against Xaviers own parted ones with every word.

"We'll worry about that when the time comes."

And, as it turns out, Xavier discovered... Erika is even more insufferable when she's sick.

Charlie really wouldn't have it any other way.

[period-dramallama]

Things what I have learned

Now that my first novel is done, I'm reflecting on what I learned in the last 2-3 years. Tagging @theladyelizabeth @boleynqueenes @annabolinas because they are the fic writers that spring to mind.

Don’t try and write in one document because you can’t do it.

You just can’t. It’s too long. The document will get unwieldy very quickly. You don’t have to have a new doc for every chapter but please. Chunk. Make it easy to find scenes again without having to wade through pages and pages and dozens of keyword search results.

Highlight placeholder text so your eye doesn’t skip over it upon rereads.

I speak from painful experience here.

Start with a timeline of all the events

You are never going to remember every single little thing that is happening. You cannot memorise the order everything happens because things change on a daily or even hourly basis. Who died first on 17 November? Mary or Pole? Don’t force yourself to remember. WRITE IT DOWN. “Oh I’ll just compile my notes on that event when I come to it” NO. Start with the foundations. Otherwise you’ll be talking about the Pope and be like “SHIT I forgot about the Sack of Rome and him being the emperor’s prisoner because I was busy writing Henry’s intense tennis match”.

Organise your FUCKING notes

“I don’t need to organise my notes because I won’t be citing anything”. FOOL. Fool fool fool fool fool. That’s the Devil talking.

Events can be organised by the aforementioned timeline. It doesn’t matter if the timeline is excessively detailed because you can always remove irrelevant facts as you write the story. Information about people goes in the character profiles: appearance, character traits, favourite food, favourite books, etc. you never know when these little personal details may get mentioned. I also organise by location: information on church interiors, London, Rome, Hampton Court, Greenwich, the Mary Rose. And by theme: War, Trade, Proverbs, Catholicism, Protestantism, Agriculture, Disease.

Also organise your literal notes. I wrote snippets of dialogue on the backs of receipts. Worse. Down the sides of receipts. The FRONT of receipts. Take time to move notes from your phone to your computer.

Bibliography as you go along

It just saves time. And it’s nice to watch the list get longer.

Write a summary as you go along

Having to summarise at the end is just too daunting because either you worry you missed something out or you have to read the whole thing over again. Whereas if you write a detailed summary as you go along, adjusting it as you change things, it helps you to keep track of your plot beats and what’s happened so far AND for your final summary, you boil down your detailed summary to its essentials, which is easier than writing from scratch, if you ask me.

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[spacetimewithstuartgary]

High-resolution simulations explore the physics of star formation

Stars are born in clouds of gas and dust, making it difficult to observe their early development. But researchers at Chalmers have now succeeded in simulating how a star with the mass of the sun absorbs material from the surrounding disk of material—a process called accretion.

The researchers simulated four stars with the same mass but with very different magnetic fields to see how that affected the accretion. The study is published in Astronomy & Astrophysics.

"These are some of the first high-resolution simulations where we explore the middle stage of protostar evolution where most of the star's mass is gathered, and which haven't been studied in this much detail before. Our four simulations cover two months each in the life of a protostar and they took a computational effort equivalent to about 2 million CPU hours to perform," says Brandt Gaches, astronomer at Chalmers.

One of many unanswered questions in astronomy is how newborn stars—protostars—accrete mass from their surrounding clouds of gas. While new and updated telescopes have increased their observational capabilities, theoretical models of the process have been lacking. To explore the early days—or the early hundreds of thousands of years to be more correct—of star formation, Brandt Gaches and colleagues decided to create detailed simulations.

"The main, fundamental question was: How do early protostars accrete their mass? There have been a few models proposed for different types of protostars, but we wanted to start from scratch and ask: For a protostar with similar mass to the sun, how would different magnetic field strengths affect the accretion process? Does it fundamentally change things, or is the difference marginal?" says Gaches, a Cosmic Origins Fellow at Chalmers University of Technology.

Focus on magnetic fields

The magnetic field can vary a lot depending on which material the star has gathered from the surrounding clouds. The surface magnetic field strength of young protostars is not well constrained, and when and how they gain their magnetic fields is not well known. However, their magnetic fields should play a significant role in how they grow their mass and interact with their natal environment.

To get a closer look at how the magnetic fields impact the accretion rate, the researchers modeled four protostars, with the mass and gravity like our sun, but where the magnetic fields range from 10 Gauss—also roughly the same as our sun—to 2,000 Gauss. The goal was to see if and how the magnetic fields influenced how the star accretes material from the surrounding disk.

"In the 10 Gauss case, where the protostar is weakly magnetized, we can see that the gas flows freely from the disk directly to the surface of the protostar. We can also observe that a lot of material is ejected from the star's poles.

"In the highly magnetized case (2,000 Gauss), the protostar's magnetic field is strong enough to cut off the disk, stopping the direct gas flow. Instead, gas only flows along the magnetic field lines that connect the disk to the protostar, in areas closer to the poles. The matter prefers to follow the field lines, creating a much more defined flow—with virtually no material escaping from the poles," says Gaches.

Sudden bursts of accretion

But even if the process looks a lot different in the two extremes, there is not a huge difference in the amount of material that the stars accrete—the difference instead lies in how the material accretes over the two months of simulations.

"In the 10 Gauss case, the accretion rate is highly variable, fluctuating at a rate by factors of up to 10 over hourly timescales. This is because material is essentially raining down chaotically," says Gaches.

As the magnetic fields increase in the 500 and 1,000 Gauss simulations, the gas flows become more stable, as the magnetic field helps organize the flow and reduce variability. But at 2,000 Gauss, the variability reappears, in a very different way. Most of the material flow along the field lines towards the star's poles, in an orderly fashion.

But now and then the simulations also show a build-up of material that crashes directly into the star in sudden and irregular bursts. This is due to gas piling up at the magnetic boundary and eventually pushes through, creating the bursts of accretion.

"We expected a more continuous flow of material along the magnetic field lines, so these spikes in the accretion rate was unexpected," says Brandt.

"The simulations also showed, surprisingly, that regardless of the mode of accretion, the fraction of the surface of the protostar onto which the majority of the gas falls does not change much on average."

More work to come on the physics on star formation

"We think these simulations motivate further observations of magnetic fields in protostars, and that our simulations can be of great help when interpreting such observations of the accretion process."

The simulations will be extended in future work for a broader look at the physics of star formation. The high resolution and long timeline make it able to explore a wide range of interesting protostellar physics.

"One of the key goals of these simulations was to generate a large dataset to explore the physics of star formation. Each model has around 3,000 single images spread out over a time period of 60 days. This gives us high time and spatial resolution, allowing us to piece together detailed information."

TOP IMAGE: The new simulations show a cross section of the star and its surrounding disk of gas. In the left image, where the young star is weakly magnetized, gas can be seen flowing freely from the surrounding disk of material to the surface of the protostar. In the right image, material flows along the magnetic field lines towards the star's poles, in a much more defined flow. Credit: Astronomy & Astrophysics (2024). DOI: 10.1051/0004-6361/202451842

LOWER IMAGE: The graphs showing accretion rates for the four different protostellar magnetic fields. The "spiky" green graph for the strongest magnetic field (2,000 Gauss) shows the sudden bursts of accretion clearly. Credit: Astronomy & Astrophysics (2024). DOI: 10.1051/0004-6361/202451842

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A commission made for my friend cheez of her original character, Parsley. A hard working mechanically inclined earth fairy!

I had to design her from scratch, so this is very much my original design for such a thing based on her directions, so I can do that much.

Took 7 hours to finish her up.

Also notably: I changed my hourly rate of comissions, I had to begin taking account Paypal's cut so the price was rounded to nice even numbers (9 to 10, 14 to 15 and what was supposed to be 19 to 20), my apologies for the slight price hike.

[jupebox]

good grief it took me over a month to finally finish my hourlies from this year but i did finish them!!!! watercolor on a weird accordion notebook i found in my paper stash. i bought myself some fun sparkly and color changing watercolors on etsy and tested the sparkles out for shiny fuecoco and the “ALEX!!!” panel, so, included a closeup of those at the end so you can see the sparples.

Transcript provided below the cut for people who can’t read my chicken scratch!

6:40 “i need to get an autofeeder”

i am sleeping. my alarm starts beeping, and immediately my cat begins screaming at full volume, leading me to her empty food bowl. Once I put food into the bowl, the scream morphs into eating noises. with a dead-eyed stare, i contemplate this. my father says “good morning!” after a pause, I reply “no, good night”. the munching noises continue through all the final panels.

7:20 “i should enable do not disturb”

i am back asleep. my phone buzzes with a “bzzt”. On the screen is a picture of a bunny and a message that reads “LOL that’s totally my bunny!!”. i put the phone down, thinking “cute”. after a beat, I look back up and my internal monologue says “oh god i said so much stupid stuff in yesterday’s interview. there’s no way i’m getting that job now. aaaauuuugh brain shut UP”. The last panel is a small zoomed out drawing of me upset and screaming aaAAAAaaa

8:40 “undending regrets”

i am still in bed. my phone buzzes with a “bzzt” again. The screen says “interview: thanks for the email! feel free to ask any questions! :) - name”. the last panel is a zoomed in closeup of my upset face, surrounded by my internal scream of “I SAID SO MUCH STUPID STUFF”

9:40 “do it for him”

i am STILL in bed, but annoyed, when my phone buzzes with a “bzzt” again. This time the screen says “bro: hey when do we need to book kirby cafe stuff”. the last panel is me typing furiously on the phone while thinking “yeah I’ll wake up for that”

10-10:30 “too bad about those 530 fuecoco eggs”

I am playing pokemon on my nintendo switch. I say “ah. my whole team is physical attackers, huh”. the screen shows a tinkatuff, a flamigo, and the top of a veluza. The last panel shows a rabsca, with the text “except for the one that sucks, huh.”

10:30-11:15 “cleaning the bathrooms + harrow the ninth”

I am wiping down the counter in a bathroom, wearing headphones. text across the top of the panels reads “...because in those eyes, you were already dead. Your 18th birthday passe-” and is interrupted by me looking up, incredulous, saying “18???” loudly. “HARROW IS 18!? BABIES!!!” I say, while holding cleaning supplies. The last panel is just text that reads “i am absolutely mercymorn.”

11:25 “going for a walk outside!”

the first panel is a drawing of me, all bundled up. there are labels pointing to all of the warm things I am wearing - hat, scarf, hoodie, fingerless gloves, turtleneck. The second panel is me surrounded by people in tshirts. the text says “Forecast: 45F and sunny. I am a californian.”

11:30-12:05 “priorities”

i am walking by the river with my friend and infodumping about my pokemon troubles. I am saying “...and even after like 600 eggs we STILL didn’t hatch any shiny fuecoco”. “oh my god” she replies. “wait.” she says in panel 2, with a consternated look on her face, “so, winning a boss battle with items is “tedious” but spending 10 hours breeding eggs is a fun challenge?” a tiny chibi of me holds up a finger and says “listen.” in the last panel, as though this were any kind of defense.

12:05-12:15 “impeccable timing”

my friend is walking toward her car; we have finished our walk. “lunch at that indian place?” she asks. “yeah! i don’t actually know the address but i’ll google it” i confirm. “ok, see you there!” she says, and then leaves. in the second panel I type “indian” into google maps. in the third panel my phone fucking dies. in the last panel, i stare down at it with a customer service smile, text above my head “r u srs”

12:20 “little white lies”

we’re sitting down at a booth in the indian restaurant (i did finally manage to reboot my phone and get there but that’s another story). My friend is looking around while holding a glass of water. she says “my friend was upset when i said i was checking out this place without her”. “oh no!” i reply, “should we go somewhere else?” my friend waves off my concerns in panel 2 with a “nah, it’s fine. let’s see if it’s as good as she said”. Just then, our food arrives. The third panel is drawings of the food we ordered, with my star ratings and descriptions next to each. they are:

veggie biryani: 1.5 stars. flavorless & wet. veggies good tho

cauliflower pakora: .5 stars. flavorless & dry. somehow worse with the sauces

chicken tikka masala: 3 stars. rice was fine. sauce was fine. spice level ok. best thing we got

garlic naan: 2.5 stars. as crunchy garlic bread, delicious. as naan, useless

panel 4 is a top down view of us contemplating our empty plates. in the last panel, my friend is sweating and thinking hard, and says “when she asks me if it was good i dunno if i’ll be able to lie.” i encourage her “be strong”

1pm “and i get to pet her every day!”

my friend and i have gone to my house. we are knelt down on the floor trying to entice my cat to come closer. i am saying “hey business! wanna come meet my friend?” my friend is making “pss pss pss” noises. business peeks around the corner and cautiously approaches our outstretched hands. as soon as we reach for her, she shrinks away warily though, while my friend says “oh nope ok”. she finally acquiesces to being touched, but is highly suspicious. my friend says “oh! she is SO soft!’ and I reply with “ikr”

2pm “i want a rematch”

we are playing wingspan and tallying points. I have a phone in my hand, using the calculator app. in the first panel I say “so after adding up my birds, eggs, tokens, tucked birds, round points, and bonus cards, my total is-” in panel 2 i squint at my phone. panel 3: “how many points did you have”. my friend says “uhhh 73?” with a shrug. in panel 4 i flip the phone around to reveal that the score in the calculator app is 72. my friend is delighted and surprised in panel 5, saying, “i won?” I scream in outrage “BY ONE POINT”

3pm “jump to recipe”

This is a text heavy comic. in panel one there is a drawing of a vegetable in a strainer in a sink, with the text “my mom & i trade off cooking. today i’m making chinese broccoli!” panel 2 shows me cutting the ends off of the chinese broccoli, with the text “i had a few things i really wanted to learn to make when i took up cooking, & dim sum-style gai lan was near the top of the list”. the last panel says “i’ve now prepared it enough times that i don’t need to look up the recipe anymore!” and the picture shows the ingredients - sliced ginger root, 1 pound gai lan, garlic, enough water to cover the gai lan, 1 tsp baking soda, 2-3 tsp salt

4pm “5 stars!”

I am lounging on the couch, texting someone while my cat is on top of me. “made rin’s cheater chicken soup today!” i text. “oh yeah?” “yeah!” the second panel says “i just subbed the gai lan cooking liquid for the chicken broth, whatever veggies we had in the fridge for the frozen veggies, and pork potstickers for the chicken wontons!” each substitution is accompanied by a little drawing of the intended ingredient and the replacement. the last panel reads “... so you made a completely different recipe.” “yeah i sure fucking did huh”. i stare off into the distance with tears tracking down my smiling face, with a tiny “gomen” next to my head.

5pm “noble snacrifice”

each panel has a caption and small drawing. panel 1: “i overcooked....... the soup.........” with a drawing of a large pot of soup. in the pot there are indistinguishable vegetables, labeled “formerly: baby bok choy. now: mush, sad, unappetizing”. panel 2: “the textures are all wrong....” i am eating the soup with a tearful face, saying “weh”. panel 3: “but business was asleep on my feet & i couldn’t turn off the burner in time...” with a drawing of business asleep and purring

6pm “watching recovery of an mmo junkie”

i am sitting in bed with a laptop on my lap, leaning forward, invested, saying “does sakurai have the brain cell???” in the second panel i am making a victorious pose and shouting “HE DOOO” (fuck yeah!) while the laptop goes flying

7pm “friendship is magic”

i’m still lying in bed on the laptop, when my phone buzzes with another “bzzt”. The notification reads “joltik tagged you in a tweet”. panel 3 is a drawing of a tweet from “edelgard stan 4 lyfe (@tinyjoltiks)” that is just “@jupeboxal” and an image. the image is of a shiny fuecoco, with the text “fuecoco hatched from the egg!” the last panel is a chibi drawing of my overwhelmed and joyfully tearful face, with an enormous “ALEX!!!!” caption

8pm “tOo BaD aBoUt ThOsE 530 fUeCoCo EgGs”

it is a single panel. the panel is a 5 x 11 grid of tiny non-shiny fuecocos as you might see in a box view in pokemon scarlet/violet. There is a text dialogue at the bottom of the panel that says “Would you like to save your progress and start the Surprise Trade?”

9pm “no seriously where can you buy these”

In the first panel I am peering at a bookcase full of notebooks and art supplies, thinking “hmm what should I draw my hourlies on?” in the second panel i am selecting one notebook and thinking “i gotta have some watercolor paper somewhere”. the last panel is me stretching out an accordion watercolor journal with bugged out eyes, thinking “THIS IS SO COOL??? WHERE DID I GET THIS???”

10pm “she never leaves you guessing”

i am in bed again but now I am drawing in the watercolor notebook with little “skitch skitch skitch” sound effects. a large brightly-colored “MOW” yelling bubble appears at the bottom of the panel. the second panel is overlapping MOW” speech bubbles surrounding me, no longer drawing. panel 3 is from my perspective, of the door to my room, where my cat is screaming “MOW” with a hair tie in her mouth. In the last panel, I have put down the notebook and am sitting up saying “ah. it is play time.” while my cat stands demandingly on the bed, having dropped the hair tie in front of me, with a very long loud “MOOOOOOOW!!!” spanning the entire panel in the background

11pm “it’s something”

a drawing of the accordion watercolor notebook, unfolded. Outside of the notebook, the text reads “finally working on hourlies!” with sparkles surrounding the word “hourlies”. inside the notebook there is a sketchy drawing of the first comic, the one from 6:40. the next page of the notebook says “...hourly”. the next page says “i did one.” the next page has a drawing of the “it’s something” rage comic person, and the page after that says “it’s something.”

[dearlydisturbed]

the escape plan

It had been 20 years since I left this bedroom and 1 & 1/2 years since I lost Alec.

Losing someone you feel is embedded into your own body is otherworldly… I want to say pain, but it’s more than that.

It’s living with one foot in the grave while trying to keep one foot on the ground. I didn’t even know if I wanted that foot on the ground anymore but I do know that, at the time, I was living for two while looking for a reason to let go. Just give me fucking a reason - is something that went through my head on an hourly basis. Give me a sign - and I’ll let go. Just one. Anything. Baby, are you there? Scratch the walls, my arm, pull my hair, scream, whisper, anything, just give me something and I will come running to you like I’ve always done.

Two years of this insanity.. Covid had just arrived in the US and my brother left NYC to stay in place with us near Miami. When he returned, I made it clear that I needed to get out of there. He listened, but I could tell he was skeptical. I’ve definitely said this before but I knew this time was different. I think he saw the look in my eyes and felt the same. July 20th, 2021. Why I picked this date, I have no idea, but that was the day I would escape and once I spoke that date, nothing could change it.

I think the rest of my family agreed with the plan because they were counting on my failing. April, May, June… we spent each day packing more and more. Reservations had been made, I probably put about 12k into this - we would stop in the following; Orlando, Savannah, Charleston, Richmond, DC, New York before arriving in Vermont on July 25th, 2021.

I’ve always been inexplicably drawn to New England. I romanticized it so much in my head, ever since childhood. As a girl from Miami who absolutely hated every single fucking part of this town, this whole fucking state, I couldn’t dream of anywhere that seemed so different. I wanted to feel cool breezes and cold weather, I wanted to be surrounded by mountains and trees. I had a desperate desire for kindness. Kindness never felt like it existed in my life, at any point, but I felt it existed somewhere in the world, just not here. Things were getting bleaker and bleaker on a political front, too, and I wanted out. Alec was also from Maine and perhaps, in the throes of grief, it felt like I was going back to him somehow.

I needed out. At any cost. I didn’t care what it took. But it’s June, I’m supposed to leave in 6 weeks, I still can’t leave my room. I can barely even stand, depression took my muscles away along with so much else. Mobility was another thing lost in this twenty-year ongoing war. My family started to have health issues emerge. They saw I wasn’t backing down, they suggested I did, over my fucking dead body. I’m leaving and no one and nothing can stop me. If I’m here on July 21st, 2021, there will be nothing but a corpse left, and I’m not sure I gave a fuck if I knew for sure it would be mine. It was more like, anyone who stood in my way, including myself. I did start questioning my sanity and having doubts - what the fuck was I thinking? I can’t even walk, how the fuck am I getting out of here?

Another phrase stuck in my head during this time period, and still - there is always a way. This is a phrase that has carried me through everything, mental health-related, my career, everything. There is always a way out, a way through, a way around.

July. Less than three weeks left. I had to say goodbye to my Grandpa, who said he was too old to come with us but wanted me to get out of here. If it weren’t for him and my brother, I don’t know where I would be, but that’s for another time. I knew it wasn’t the end but it still hurt like fucking hell to have to say goodbye to a man who in-part raised me over fucking Skype because I couldn’t get to his room on the first floor to say goodbye. He was moving in with my aunt and I hated her and I hated this, I told myself he’d follow us up soon enough.

Less than three weeks. I need to do something. I knew I needed to start exposing myself to panic-inducing situations. The twenty years I spent in this room had been with the windows blacked out, not a hint of sunlight came into this room. I didn’t want any part of the outside to touch me, no sunlight. I hadn’t seen a tree, the grass, or the sky in decades. I decided I would open my window. My brother sat with me and we pulled the curtains back. So many layers of fabric, cardboard, and tape. Holy shit, this is terrible! I felt absolutely overwhelmed by the surreal view of the trees swaying in the bright, blue sky. I could only last a minute. Oh fuck, this is my first chance to prove to myself that I can endure the panic and I fucking failed. Wait.. let’s do this again. Every day. Several times a day. This was a bit of a ritual, every day I was able to endure more, my derealization would skyrocket each time but so did my will to see it through, and wait it out. I had a DSLR that I didn’t know how to use other than in the most basic point-and-shoot way. I started taking photos of the trees, the sky, the clouds. All through my dirty window but shit, it was something different. Proof of life. Proof I was doing something. I had also started practicing the physical therapy techniques I had been taught to work on my mobility at least a little bit.

The morning of July 20th, 2021. Our cars were packed, overflowing, probably illegal to drive like that. We had two storage units on top of both cars. The big stuff was packed and waiting for the moving van. I ate breakfast like normal, in my room. I didn’t feel much. I was definitely much more quiet, though. I was numb. I was in survival mode. The plan was to leave at night - night has always been easier for me. Less stimulation, I’m comforted by the dark, fewer people out, the darkness just feels safer to me.

I felt an unexpected wave of sadness wash over me that day. I hated that house and I wanted it to burn it to the ground. This place had been keeping me hostage for decades. These walls contained years of abuse I had endured. Emotional, physical, mental, sexual. The rapes, the following PTSD, the years of torment, thousands of panic attacks. Why the fuck was I feeling sad? I suppose because it had been my everything, and although there were very few good things about my history, my life, all that I knew was tied into this place. Maybe I had some compassion for my abuser - I was all too familiar with that feeling.

I took 5mg of Klonopin about an hour before we were to head out. We wrangled my cat into his crate, and he sat with me while I sat in silence on my bed. He was pissed about the crate. I tried to comfort him. The plan was to have my brother get my parents and our two dogs in the car they were taking, get our cat situated in the van we were taking and then come back for me last. As this was going on, I still felt numb though my heart was starting to pick up pace.

“Are you ready?”, “Yeah, let me come down by myself.” Holy shit, holy shit, it’s time, and why the fuck is walking so hard! My legs almost immediately started cramping up, giving up, I had no strength in my legs. I got to the top of my stairs, a view I hadn’t seen in many years. I felt faint, I sat down on the top step and scooted down, this is so fucking undignified!!, I had asked my brother to leave my grandpa’s old wheelchair near the bottom of the stairs in case I needed it. I was able to stand with more ease once I got to the bottom of the stairs. I haven’t been in my living room in so long. Holy shit! I sat down in the chair and called for my brother to come back in, we didn’t say much to each other, he just pushed me outside. My parents were parked across the street ready to go, my mom started crying when she saw me leave the house. My brother pushed me to the car door and again, I stood up with ease and felt fine, I jumped in the car. Holy shit, this is weird! I feel so fucking weird!

I was too numb to do or say anything, too overwhelmed, too overstimulated, too fucking shocked to even panic although I could feel it creeping in. Off we went. Sped down the streets of my childhood neighborhood. Severe derealization and depersonalization were setting in. This is normal, of course, I’m feeling this, I haven’t been outside in fucking years! Everything looked familiar but different, surreal, glitchy. I had the air blasting in my face as the panic continued to creep in, traveling further into my body, more widespread, as I settled into the car those initial few minutes, the shock was wearing off and that feeling was taking over. My cat was screaming right next to me. I understood. I don’t know if I can do this… but all I have to do is sit here and let it happen. We got on the Florida turnpike and I snapped a shot of the Orlando pike sign, I couldn’t process it then but I had finally left South Florida forever.

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The AUDNZD Bearish Market: Ninja Tactics to Outsmart Common Pitfalls In the world of Forex, the AUDNZD currency pair often feels like the underappreciated cousin of the more mainstream currencies. But make no mistake – this little gem holds secrets to those bold enough to venture into its bearish waters. If you’ve been scratching your head wondering why the market keeps moving against you like a stubborn cat that just won't stay in the box, you’re not alone. Let’s jump into some advanced ninja-level strategies, humor intact, to get you in front of the AUDNZD bearish market without losing your socks – or your sanity. Where Most Traders Get It Wrong with AUDNZD (And How You Can Avoid It) Now, let’s start by admitting something – everyone makes mistakes in Forex trading. It’s like buying that “sale” treadmill that you swear you’ll use every day, only for it to end up being the world’s most expensive clothes hanger. 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While standard technical indicators like moving averages can give you a good sense of direction, there’s something even better at play here: Fibonacci retracements. The trick here is to zoom out and look for key fib levels in tandem with price action—not just on the hourly, but on the daily chart. AUDNZD tends to fake out quite a bit. Use the daily fib levels to validate any bearish moves, and you’ll soon learn that trusting in these longer-term levels is a game-changing tactic. How To Read the Room: AUDNZD and Risk Sentiment Contrary to popular belief, AUDNZD isn’t just influenced by economic indicators from Australia and New Zealand. Global risk sentiment plays a major role. Picture this: the world’s financial situation is like a drama series—and the Aussie and Kiwi dollars are just actors. When risk appetite is high, AUDNZD typically gains traction because traders see the Australian dollar as a higher-risk, higher-reward opportunity. But when things get bearish, people ditch risky assets faster than my uncle ditched his “get rich quick” crypto scheme. In a bearish scenario, you’ll want to pay close attention to global risk-off environments—and position your trades accordingly. When sentiment is risk-off, the Kiwi dollar tends to fare slightly better, often pushing AUDNZD into a continued bearish trend. You’re not just trading a pair here, you’re trading emotion—the world's emotional response to risk. Why Most Traders Get It Wrong (And How You Can Avoid It) The average trader tends to look at economic data from Australia and New Zealand in isolation. They ignore the broader commodity and sentiment factors that heavily impact this currency pair. It’s like assuming that your neighbor’s loud, late-night guitar solos are just a quirky personality trait—when in reality, they’re practicing for a surprise audition to a local band. What most traders miss about AUDNZD is that it reacts not only to domestic data but also external drivers such as China’s economic performance. Australia is China’s largest trading partner, and Chinese data releases often have a knock-on effect on the Aussie dollar. Understand this relationship and you’re already ahead of 90% of traders who only glance at Aussie employment reports. Advanced Bearish Strategies for AUDNZD If you’re committed to trading AUDNZD in a bearish market, let’s dive into something even juicier—multi-timeframe analysis paired with volume profiles. This combination gives you a holistic view of how buyers and sellers are behaving across different timelines. Here’s a step-by-step guide to finding the perfect short position: - Start with the Weekly Chart – Identify major resistance zones. 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Observer

Remove all the details. All those little in-jokes, built over hours of collaboration. Scratch them out on the blueprints, simplify their purpose. It can't be the way that it used to be anymore.

Pray that someday, she'll come back. Bring with her a solution on a silver platter, as she always does. Everything will make sense once she's here. Once she's free.

Even when she doesn't show up, hold out hope. She'll be fine. She always is. If she's dead too, then that's a weight that can't be borne. Don't think about it.

There's no one to talk to no one who knew about him. Words are things that cannot be spoken if all that's given in reply is a blank stare, an accusation of so many things. That's the fear. So, stay quiet.

Check to see if she, the one person who could understand, has responded. Daily. Hourly. Maybe next time there'll be something, finally.

Time is something that there's too much of, now Try not to panic, think too much. She'll be back, it'll all get figured out. It will turn out that he's still alive, that misremembering was the culprit once more.

But there's a certain monotony to it. The sheer desperation, thought overwhelming coherency. Difference from how it used to be, how it should be, makes the heart turn to stone.

The messages window is as empty as ever, she's still missing. It's assured that something is wrong with him. There's no other way. This isn't something that a mere puzzle-crafter was made to handle on their own.

Dreams are a thing that like to blur into reality. They twist and contort themselves into a shadowy mockery of a half-remembered/forgotten memory. There's lots of those. What's another?

One might decide that this ceaseless, slogging, excruciating dread, is the product of such a case. Because surely, she'd've been free by now, and he'd never have let something like that happen to him. It would make sense, for it to be a dream.

Differentiating between those dreams and that which is real, is an acquired skill, though. One that anyone would've acquired after this long. Which leads to a single, appalling conclusion. the doubts have changed nothing.

Only one other person is left who could know. Who does know. The one who should've been back long ago could still come back. She will. But the words itch the silent throat, and isolation is a painful, horrible, familiarity.

Thoughts have a tendency to not leave on they've been planted. This person is the one whose fault Everything is in the first place. Still though, he knows. He knows about the person he (probably) killed, and that's enough.

Efforts were made to keep him safe, even if they failed. Even with everything that he's done. He doesn't seem to be doing good either, Especially with that thing at his side. It's an idea that doesn't leave; to contact him. Talk.

"I'm sorry," reads the message. Not from her. It's from him. He, who did the unspeakable. And it's a confirmation of every worst fear. The idea that it was a dream was a futile one either way.

He really is dead, is the only conclusion that can be drawn. Dead and replaced. Surely, her fate was different. But no, don't reply to his messages. The confirmation is bad enough, there's no need to talk to him. It'd be worse.

This is a thing meant to be suffered alone. Outsider, an observer. Always in the background, never meant to impact the story itself. That is the role carved out. Nothing about this can be changed.

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Custom Web Application Development

Custom Web Application Development involves creating tailored web applications designed to meet specific business needs and requirements. Unlike off-the-shelf solutions, custom web applications are built from scratch to address unique workflows, processes, or functionalities that are not available in standard software.

 Key Services Offered

1. Custom Web Application Development

   - Tailored Solutions: Design and develop web applications customized to specific business processes and requirements.

   - Technology Stack: Utilizes modern technologies like React, Angular, Vue.js for frontend development and Node.js, Python, Ruby on Rails for backend development.

2. UI/UX Design

   - User-Centric Design: Focus on creating intuitive and engaging user interfaces that enhance user experience.

   - Responsive Design: Ensures applications are compatible with various devices and screen sizes, including desktops, tablets, and smartphones.

3. Enterprise Solutions

   - ERP Systems: Development of comprehensive Enterprise Resource Planning systems to streamline business operations.

   - CRM Systems: Custom Customer Relationship Management solutions to manage and analyze customer interactions and data.

4. E-Commerce Solutions

   - Online Stores: Creation of custom e-commerce platforms with features like payment gateways, product management, and user accounts.

   - Integration: Integration with third-party services for shipping, inventory management, and analytics.

5. Mobile Application Development

   - Cross-Platform Apps: Development of applications that work across multiple platforms using frameworks like Flutter or React Native.

   - Native Apps: Building native applications for iOS and Android to leverage platform-specific features.

 6. API Development and Integration

   - Custom APIs: Development of custom APIs to enable seamless integration between different systems and applications.

   - Third-Party Integrations: Integration with external APIs for services like payment processing, social media, and data synchronization.

7. Maintenance and Support

   - Ongoing Support: Providing regular updates, bug fixes, and performance enhancements to ensure the application remains functional and secure.

   - Technical Support: Offering helpdesk and technical support to address any issues that arise post-launch.

 Benefits of Choosing a Custom Web Application Development Company in Trivandrum

1. Local Expertise

   - Regional Knowledge: Understanding of local market needs and business practices, which helps in creating solutions that are relevant and effective.

   - Cultural Insights: Ability to tailor applications to fit local cultural and linguistic preferences, enhancing user engagement.

2. Cost-Effectiveness

   - Competitive Pricing: Generally lower development costs compared to Western countries, providing a cost-effective solution without compromising on quality.

   - Value for Money: High-quality development services at competitive rates, often due to lower operational costs in the region.

3. Skilled Talent Pool

   - Technical Expertise: Access to a skilled workforce with expertise in various technologies and development methodologies.

   - Innovative Solutions: Ability to deliver innovative and cutting-edge solutions due to a focus on continuous learning and skill enhancement.

4. Scalability and Flexibility

   - Custom Solutions: Ability to build scalable applications that grow with your business and adapt to changing needs.

   - Flexible Engagement Models: Various engagement models, including project-based, hourly, or retainer, to suit different business requirements.

5. Strong IT Ecosystem

   - Technology Infrastructure: Presence of a robust IT infrastructure and support services that aid in the development and deployment of web applications.

   - Networking Opportunities: Access to a network of other IT professionals, businesses, and technology partners in the region.

 Challenges and Considerations

1. Communication Barriers

   - Time Zone Differences: Potential challenges with communication and coordination due to time zone differences with clients from other regions.

   - Language: While English is commonly used, ensuring clear communication and understanding of project requirements is crucial.

2. Quality Assurance

   - Standardization: Ensuring that development practices align with international quality standards and best practices.

   - Testing: Comprehensive testing to identify and resolve any issues before deployment.

3. Project Management

   - Scope Management: Clear definition of project scope and deliverables to prevent scope creep and ensure timely delivery.

   - Client Collaboration: Regular updates and collaboration with clients to ensure that the project meets their expectations and requirements.

 Notable Companies in Trivandrum

1. Innodata

   - Specializes in custom web development, digital transformation, and IT consulting services.

2. Smartech

   - Provides a range of services including web application development, mobile app development, and digital marketing.

3. Ezhil Tech

   - Focuses on delivering web and mobile application solutions with expertise in various technologies and industries.

4. One Point Six Technologies

   - Offers custom software development, web application design, and IT support services.

Websites come to life through custom web apps. We can transform your website into an effective business tool by offering customized (custom) software and database solutions for the web, PDAs/handhelds, mobile phones, and other devices. Our solutions range from basic email forms to full content management systems. We provide full-service consulting, equipment, development, security, deployment, and support with our offshore bespoke web application development services. 

Bytelabz Solutions is a custom web design and development company in the Trivandrum. With a strong local client base and clients from around the world, our team is dedicated to push the boundaries of internet technologies.

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