#prompt: gt rated

[spnficrecfest]

august 22 — day eight! prompts: g/t-rated or gen

[tiny-minecraft-rabbit]

For rancher prompts, maybe some rancher gt? Like, borrower Jimmy is cold and desperate and so decides to take a risk and go to Tango while he's alseep to try and warm up but it turns out Tango isn't actually asleep?

The power went out sometime during the storm. It was the middle of the cold season, and the power was out. His little nook in the wall was freezing, so much so he could see his breath. The insulation packed around him had only kept the space warm for a few hours and he's already gone through the two spare tea light candles he had—nothing more than blackened metal trays and the ashy remains of a wick.

He had to find some way to get properly warm, and he had to do it quickly.

He had hoped that just taking a walk around through the walls would help—getting his muscles working, blood flowing. He was shivering the entire time. It wasn't working.

At this rate he was going to die and, frankly, Jimmy was not really in the mood to die just yet.

It was time for some stupid decisions. He opened the door to Tango's room, turning off his flashlight and setting it aside as he looked over the moonlit room. Tango was in his bed, asleep, and Jimmy hastily looked for the heater that must have been there. Tango wouldn't have stayed in the house if he didn't have a means of getting warm. However, the room felt just as cold as his own and there was no warm orange light of a space heater. There was, sitting on the floor next Tango's bed, a battery generator.

He quickly crossed the room, pulling his sweater tighter around him, and climb on top of the generator. He had hoped it would be warm, but the plastic was only vaguely not cold because his own hands were freezing. Something was plugged into though and he followed the chord up to the bed, climbing it all the way up until he was standing on the mattress and just a few inches from Tango's massive bean body.

The chord slipped under the blanket. He went to do the stupidest thing ever and burrow under the blanket to find where it led and felt the heat of blanket. He blinked down at the fabric, running his hands over it and feeling heat coming from some sort of wiring that was tucked into the fabric. A heated blanket. Beans were blooming geniuses.

He climbed onto the blanket, laid his full body down on top of it, and sighed happily as he was finally soaked in heat. He told himself that he wouldn't fall asleep—falling asleep here would be just as much of a death sentence as sleeping in his freezing nook.

He was out within seconds.

------

Tango slowly let himself breath again, having been holding it as he watched the miniature guy climb into his bed and make himself super, ultra comfy in the warm space.

The heated blanket was barely doing its job, in Tango's humble opinion, as ears and nose were still very exposed on the fact that he had to breathe. Sure, his arms and legs and toesies were nice and toasty, but he really should have invested in a space heater. He just couldn't properly get to sleep with his face freezing off despite the rest of him being warm. If the whole power outage wasn't fixed by tomorrow afternoon, he'd be investing in a trip to Skizzy and Impulse's and demanding their spare bedroom instead of trying to tough it out here.

He guesses he'll also have to offer the mini guy the same trip to Imp and Skizz's, considering it was very clear he was just as cold as Tango was.

He also had a lot of questions for him– Like, a lot of questions. Little dude randomly appearing in his bedroom with the sheer intention of commandeering his heated blanket was not on his Power Outage Bingo card. He needed to know the How–What–Where–Why of this like immediately.

The miniature guy shifted, turning in his sleep so he was pressed against Tango's curled arm. Tango very carefully lifted his other arm out from under the blanket and set it on the other side of him, creating a nice cocoon of warmth.

Tango would ask all his questions in the morning. The little dude clearly needed some rest.

[edupunkn00b]

In the Arms of the Angel

Written for the @tsspromptmonth Sleepy Bean Fanfic Café for @nonbinary-octopus. Prompt: Space au with a language barrier, and optional gt, animal traits, and enemies to friends. Aliens carefully introducing a new humans to the spaceship like acclimatizing cats; Janus as the territorial established "cat."

Rated: G - CW: 3846

Logan lost count of how many days had passed since the ship’s sub-light engines had stopped and the deafening clank of docking claws had dragged against the hull. His captors had switched out the double-walled water tank eight times, always within the same cycle of when the level dipped below 25% of the clear container’s capacity.

They always came in twos to exchange the tank. One would with the sealed 80-liter tank pinched gingerly between finger and thumb, the other standing guard with a tapered metal rod as thick around as Logan’s chest and three times his height. The narrow end spat and sizzled with electricity, the other ended in a hinged semi-circle.

A semi-circle designed to fit perfectly around the average Terran neck.

He eyed the water tank now. One more shower and it would likely hit the Kelplan’s arbitrary refill mark. Sitting in the corner, he could peer through the partially-empty tank, trying again to identify the sensors or cameras they used to track the water level. He’d never found it. He supposed one of the many sets of Keplan’s who’d plod down the hall might make note of it along their path, but save for the singular time a group of them had actually opened his cell, none would slow as they moved past him.

That visit had ended when he’d thrown a cup of water at the nearest of them, a Keplan only twice his height who’d tried to lift him up by his hair. The spill had triggered the ship’s hazard alarms—and granted Logan his personal experience with both ends of the Keplan’s rod.

He’d just drawn the privacy shade and begun to undress when bells dinged, announcing his cell was being opened. Scrambling to cover himself, he’d managed to zip his thermal unisuit when the curtain and pulled back with the sparking end of a Keplan rod.

~“Sdjy aldu yslkfjy sii!”~ the taller Keplan’s mic screeched at him, gesturing with the rod toward his bed in the far corner of the cell. ~”Aldu! Aldu sii!”~

Shaking his head, Logan pointed in vain at his ear piece. He didn’t know if it was his device was damaged or if the Keplans’ had theirs set to the wrong Gamma Quadrant language. It didn’t matter much. Neither could understand each other.

The Keplan stabbed the rod in his direction again, close enough to raise the hair on the back of his neck and arms. When words failed….

Relenting, Logan moved to his bed and sat on top of the blanket, knees hugged to his chest, bare feet carefully clear of the metal bed frame. The Keplan grunted to its partner still in the hall. A low, buzzy hum told Logan they’d activated the floor guard, electrifying the cell floor.

It grunted again, then trilled something long and musical out in the hall. Bulbous blue eyes atop a smooth green head peered through the doorway. Vertical slits blinked at him, once, twice, then a third time before the hulking figure squeezed through the door.

The visitor stood at least a half a meter taller than the largest of the Keplans, though the tight quarters forced a slouch that might have hidden as much as another meter of height. The creature blinked at him again, then reached for him with a hand large enough for Logan to sit on.

Careful not to touch the cell walls, Logan shrank back, shaking his head.

Grey stripes oscillated up and down the newcomer’s face and it turned its hand, palm up, close enough for Logan to touch. The Keplan near the door trilled and tromped further in, the neck-ring end of its rod pointed at Logan. The newcomer squawked and turned, shifting its hulking frame to stand between them. The Keplan stopped its advance.

The green creature made another little sound, a deep, rhythmic huffing that Logan would have thought was laughter in a Terran. Eyes turning first, it looked at Logan. He stared back, watching the creature’s eyes swivel in their sockets. Moving independently of each other, they traced over his cell, his cracked eyeglasses, his bare feet. His neck. They were entrancing, with no discernible limit to their degrees of motion.

Too late, Logan noticed how close the creature had gotten and by the time he felt the slimy touch of its fingertips against his face, and its sticky toxin had already begun to numb his cheek. He shouted, arms flailing, then collapsed in a heap on the bed.

Unable to move, he could only watch as the creature’s giant hand closing around his body. Then darkness fell.

~

“Be careful!” The Kepler System Asylum Coordinator warned from the doorway, too cowardly to enter the Terran’s quarters. “It’s vicious! It tried to burn my cub with acid!”

“I watched the vid,” Patton shook his head, tucking the tiny Terran in his shelter blanket before gently scooping him up. “Your cub lifted him up by his hair!”

“Their hair is dead. LIfeless—” The shorter Keplan interjected, six fingers twitching on her barbaric prod. “They’re not tentacles, you know.”

Patton let his displeasure show in his skin and she had the good grace to step further back. “Just because their hair can’t move doesn’t mean they don’t feel pain when you yank on it! Is this your first Terran?’

“Well—”

Patton turned his back to her and the Keplan in the doorway and caught Remus’ eye where he waited in the hall. “He’s very light,” he frowned, cradling the tiny Terran close to his chest. “I hope I didn’t use too much.”

Center eye narrowed, Remus smiled. “He’s strong. He looked ready to fight you,” he added with laugh that shook the deck.

Unconvinced, Patton brushed away the matted hair that had fallen over his face, noting the sharp cut of his jaw, the hollows of his cheeks. Anger buzzed beneath his skin as he approached the Coordinator. “You’ve been underfeeding him,” he hissed.

“It’s—”

“This Terran uses ‘he.’” Remus interrupted, tapping the datapad in the Coordinator’s hand. “Or can you not read your own chain of custody forms?”

A low growl expressed the guard’s displeasure at the interruption but she bowed her head in quick apology. “He does not eat all we give him.”

Patton stood taller, the tiny Terran clutched close.

Fearful pheromones wafted from both the Keplans. “We cannot be held responsible when it—he’s not a good eater,” the Coordinator finally countered.

Sparing one last look at the meager quarters, Patton stretched to his full height in the hall. “You’d better hope you can prove that on your next inspection.”

“C’mon, Paddy,” Remus tugged his elbow, looking down at the unconscious Terran bundled in his arms. Patton allowed himself to be pulled away from the Keplans. “It’s time we got him home.”

Recalling the little Terran’s willingness to fight him, he kept his eyes on the tiny creature. “You don’t think he’ll be so… fiesty with Janus, do you?”

Remus blinked slowly in thought before tapping the doorplate. Neither could ignore the lack of plates set at Terran height. He wiggled his fingers once they’d passed through and the door swished shut behind them. “Well, that’s what your ju-ju juice is for, isn’t it?”

~

Logan woke on a fluffy cushion in one corner of a large, dimly lit room. The space was furnished in a mix of Standard and Terran-sized pieces, with soft rugs set between plush sitting areas and tables. One wall was taken up with the usual computer screens and terminals, one—impossibly—set to a Terran’s height. At the other end of the room was a tall platform, set at least twenty feet in the air, only six or so feet from the ceiling. Terran-height.

With no ladder and steps, it appeared the way in or out of the elevated space was being lifted by one of the much taller creatures who ran this ship. Logan shuddered at the implications of a soft-padded prison with no walls.

He didn’t have long to think about it. Shadows moved on the other side of the translucent door and Logan hid behind a tall chair just before it swooshed open. Voices filled the space, more of the same musical gibberish his translator had produced back in his Keplan cell with another, lower voice woven through.

A Terran voice.

Logan shook his head, fighting to hear past the buzz from his earpiece to parse through the heavily accented Terran beneath.

“Xcmzz—understand why it has to—zxcbc—my room—cvz!”

The answering rumble was soft, with a similar huffing sound Logan had heard back in his cell.

~”Sdagfd dstr sdar asfwww”~

Logan couldn’t be sure, but the voice sounded… different from the one in his cell. Louder, maybe. More certain. As he was puzzling it out, a third voice broke through.

~”Sdhjew wer djanniss”~

“I am not being selfish—xxc—Merely… Defending my own space.”

~”LKdsjk ssd folks djanniss. Asfdda djanniss.” The response was gentle, solicitous. Though Logan couldn’t understand the words, he edged closer to the door, drawn to the soft voice. Until the Terran spoke again.

“Ugh, and he smells.”

~”Djanniss!”~ Logan ducked behind the upholstered seats when the tall green one scolded the other Terran. He waited for more—a strike, a cry, any sign of his new captors’ correction of the other Terran.

When he heard little more than the red furry one’s cooing, he peeked around one corner.

The creature’s dome-like head was only inches away and again Logan couldn’t help but notice it resemblance to an extinct Terran amphibian. It turned its large green body toward him, keeping one eye directed at the other Terran.

~”Safrtei sadwe?”~ it said, voice trilling up at the end. When Logan didn’t respond, it moved closer and repeated the sounds. ~”Safrtei sadwe? Werpof saf ertw sadwe?”~

After a long moment, it shuddered, bright spirals running up and down its skin. It turned to the other Terran. ~”Sadwe iou.”~

The Terran lifted his head from where he’d settled in the big red one’s arms and scowled down at him. Half his face was hidden in the fluffy red fur but his smirk was unmistakable. ”They think you’re deaf or mute.“ His voice dripped with condescension. “You can speak, can’t you?”

“Of course I can,” Logan snapped, frustration growing. He stood, pointing at his translator. “It’s my ear piece,” he said, voice breaking. “If you—” Hands fisted at his sides, Logan stepped around the sofa.

The room exploded in sound. The red one squeaked, hiding the Terran in his fur and, nattering, the big green frog-like creature reached for Logan, brushing sticky fingers over his outstretched hand.

“If you—” Logan tried again, steps faltering. The floor rushed up to meet him and he fell—right into the waiting palm of the taller green creature.

~

Face smooshed against a rug, Logan woke with bits of fuzz stuck to his chin and lips. He jolted upright then fell back with a grunt against a low, padded wall just as quickly. His pulse throbbed in his ears, a rhythmic crash against his nerves. Moving slower, he pushed up to a seated position and carefully scanned his surroundings.

He'd been changed into a one-piece suit similar to what he could see of the other Terran. Feet clad in thick socks and boots, he smelled… antisceptic. He'd been bathed and—a hand drawn through his much shorter hair confirmed—tangled locks combed or cut away. 

Logan found himself in a much smaller room now, with a Terran-sized bed at one end and a low vid-desk and terminal at the other. The ceiling was low, as well, likely just above his head if he stood. If he stood. Merely looking up caused the spiral patterned walls to swim before his eyes, the dizzying movement reminding him of the moving stripes on his new captor’s skin.

Small sounds wafted to him and, after a few moments, he suspected where he was. Bracing himself on the ledge, he peered over the side. He was in the elevated room he’d spotted when he’d first awoken in the new ship.

Damn.

Now that he was in the space, though, he spotted small hand holds lining the ledge. Perhaps—if he were very careful—he could climb down? Pushing up, he slung one foot over the ledge.

“Oi!” The other Terran's voice voice halted his movement and he froze, one leg still hooked over the edge. “Your food is up there,” he said, looking pointedly at the tall insulated cabinet in one corner of his… box.

From one cell to another, Logan supposed. This one smelled better, at least, like freshly scrubbed air, warm bread and something approximating a berry jam.

“Thank you,” he called back, voice cracking, dry and disused. "I'm… I'm Logan," he said.

"Call me Janus," the other Terran said. "Pleasure."

"Pleasure," Logan repeatedly dumbly. After the first few weeks of attempts to be understood onboard the Keplan ship demonstrated he wasn't merely being ignored, he'd given up trying to speak in more than monosyllabic grunts to his captors. He’d only managed a few words before the big green one had dosed him again. Now the words piled up in his head and his throat, a logjam of thoughts and questions.

Caff would help. It had been years since he'd had more than a stim shot. Sadly, it seemed the fresh environment was letting his imagination run wild, the soothing, spicy scent of tea filling the air. A clinking cup only added to the illusion.

Peering over the ledge, he watched his cellmate—crewmate? What were they here?—take a long draw from a thick-walled cup. Steam billowed off the top as he let out a comically satisfied sigh.

“Is that—“ He cleared his throat, watching the other Terran suppress a flinch at the sudden sound. “Is that tea?”

“Why, yes, it is,” he murmured, hardly bothering to hide a smirk behind his cup as he took a slow sip.

Logan eyed the water and bread and jam he’s been provided. His new captors hadn't included tea with his food. Perhaps it was a privilege to be earned?

“What did you need to do to get it?” he asked, fighting to keep the longing from his voice.

Janus shrugged. “I asked for it. I enjoy it and it keeps me sharp when I help in the conduits.” Back now turned to Logan, he patted a utility belt slung across his back. He winked over his shoulder. “Terran height advantage.”

Licking dry lips, Logan finally stood. The room spun but not as badly as it had when he’d first woken. He stumbled to the cup marked with the universal hazard sign for water and gulped at it. “Do you speak…” He sipped, forcing himself to go slowly when his stomach lurched. “What do they speak?”

“Which one?” Janus drawled, one eyebrow raised still with that blasted half-smile. “Or do all aliens look alike to you?”

“Dammit, you know that’s not what I meant!”

Instead of replying, Janus merely poured himself another cup.

“What about the green one—the smooth green one,” Logan added before he could interrupt.

The other Terran blew across the top of his cup and shrugged. “Don’t you have an earpiece?”

Logan’s shoulders slumped and he picked at the greyish lump of what he supposed was bread. "It's malfunctioning." He sniffed at the loaf. It was soft and warm, bigger than his outstretched hand. Fresh, too, with none of the mold that had covered most of his previous captor's offerings.

With a dollop of the jam the bread was actually quite good. The food settled his stomach and he'd finished half of it before Janus spoke again.

“Pity.”

“You could—" Surprised to find something as mundane, as Terran as a napkin, Logan wiped crumbs from his mouth. "I mean, would you…”

Janus still wouldn’t face him completely, but he straightened at the desperation in Logan’s voice. “Would I…?”

“It would be a favor I’d repay, of course… But… Would you translate that for me? Tell them I can’t understand them? Tell them my device is—”

“Perhaps… If for no other reason than to stop the gibberish you’re sending to my device. Honestly, it’s giving me a headache.”

Logan swallowed back a retort about basic Terran decency and freely sharing skills and nodded. “Thank you,” he muttered. “I would be in your debt.”

“Yes,” Janus smiled. “Yes, you would. I might even—”

A loud clanging outside the larger room drew both their attention and Janus spun around, briefly facing Logan for the first time.

Deep red lines spidered out from his left eye socket, the surrounding skin scarred, stretched tight over his temple and cheekbone. He blinked, left eye milky white.

“Did they—” It was rude to stare, but Logan couldn’t quite tear his eyes away from the scar. It looked… new. “Did they do that to you?”

Janus scowled up at him before his eyes widened and he turned, again hiding his face. “I assume you mean this?” he asked, waving a hand over his left side.

“Well… yes.” Logan had seen worse done at the hands of Collectors.

Janus sucked his teeth. “Of course not,” he spat, stroking a pillow covered in red and green fur. “They would never,” he said, quieter, before staring up at Logan again, giving him a full view of his injuries. “If you must know, it’s a diode burn.”

Logan’s fingers flexed, imagining the tiny diode that would have caused such… precise damage. Far too small for Standard-sized hands to manipulate. His mind supplied the answer just before Janus continued.

“The last stray Terran they’d taken in hadn’t…” Lips pursed, he glared up at Logan. “Hadn’t been housetrained.”

Mouth opening and closing a few times, Logan finally shook his head. No wonder he was so obnoxious. “That’s awful,” he finally said.

Janus’ expression softened—just a bit—but before he spoke, hollow metal clanged again, louder this time. The door swished open. The green furry creature peered inside, fur shifting to reveal several more eyes surrounding the one Logan had seen before.

~”Djanniss! Jkalg asdjl ta lksd as!”~ he said in a rush to Janus before pointing up at Logan on the upper platform. ~”Dsjf?”~

“There’s a coolant leak in the aft crawlspace,” Janus translated, hurrying to the doorway. “If you want to prove yourself worthy of your own tea,” he said. “Now’s the time.”

“Yes! Yes, I want to help!” He nodded, swinging the other leg over the ledge and nodding at the green furry creature.

It turned and crouched low, bringing its monstrous eyes as close to Janus as their heights would allow. ~”Asdl?”~ Logan didn’t know something so large could speak so softly. ~”Djanniss asfdll sdll. Fsadj.”~

Smiling, Janus stroked the creature’s hand. “I’m certain,” he said before glancing up at Logan. “Besides, I know you’ll all have him for dinner like the last one if he tries anything.”

The room shook with the creature’s rhythmic huffing and even as Logan shrank back, it wrapped long, furry fingers around him and plucked him off the ledge. ~”Asd…”~ it said, fur undulating. ~”Lkas asdd asd.”~

Janus laughed as he climbed up onto the creature’s other arm, gripping the fur like rigging lines. “You’re right about that.”

“What?” Logan demanded, holding on tight as the creature strode down the corridor, long legs moving at a near-run. “What did it say?”

“He said"—Janus corrected pointedly—"you're so bony you wouldn’t make more than a mouthful.”

~

Klaxons blared as they moved further aft and in moments the creature stopped at the end of the corridor. A small walkway spanned the doorway and, as they got closer, Logan noticed the doorway was split on one side, a smaller, Terran door hidden within. “That’s our way in,” Janus said, pointing to the tiny control panel. The creature set them down—far more gently than Logan expected—and watched as they pulled on the protective gear hanging just outside the door.

Just before Janus sealed his transparent mask, the creature trilled, all but one eye covered by fur. Janus moved to the edge of their walkway and pulled off one glove. “Done this a million times before, Re,” he said quietly, stroking the creature’s fur. It—he petted Janus back, thousands of strands curling around his hand and arm and shoulder like furry tentacles. A few tugged at the harness straps crossing his abdomen, like they were testing its strength.

~”Gsalk Djanniss,”~ he murmured before stepping back.

“I’m always careful,” Janus winked his good eye at him before hefting up one of the toolboxes.

Logan took the other one and, at Janus’ signal, palmed open the door.

A dull orange cloud rushed out at them and the unmasked creature—Re?—gagged behind them. They hurried inside and Janus slapped the inner panel, closing them in with the noxious coolant. “We have five minutes!” he warned, his mic’ed voice spilling into Logan’s helmet.

Nodding, Logan, scanned the closest pipes, searching for the source of the leak. “There!” he cried, waving one arm to get Janus’ attention and pointing to the far end of the chamber with the other. Dark orange liquid sprayed in the distance, sublimating into a heavy fog after just a few seconds of contact with the ship’s air.

Janus nodded and shot off toward the leak without a word. Hurrying, Logan grabbed his toolkit and followed.

He was fast, ducking between the criss-crossing network of pipes and conduits, sliding between control panels with a practiced ease. Logan struggled to keep up and after just a few seconds, was far behind. "Keep up, Bones," Janus taunted over his mic.

Clamping his toolkit to the front of his safety harness, Logan rushed ahead. Both hands now free, he gripped the higher pipes to launch himself over obstacles, gradually closing the distance between them.

He was nearly in arms reach of Janus when the pipe he gripped vibrated against his palms. “Look out!” he warned, head whipping back and forth, searching for whatever caused the change.

Fog billowed up between them and Logan darted forward, aiming for Janus’ shadowy silhouette. Smoke and steam hissed behind him and he flung himself at Janus’ form, dragging both of them down to the deck. Heat rushed past them, hot enough to be felt through the triple-layer safety suits.

Pressure released, the steam stopped venting as suddenly as it had started. The two Terrans cautiously lifted their heads, eyes lingering on the scorch marks where Janus had been standing.

Gloved hand shaking, Janus smeared the soot left behind. “Don’t think this means you can ask me to share my tea with you,” he said, his low drawl doing little to hide the tremor in his voice. Or his smile.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” Moving closer, Logan returned his smile. “Besides,” he added, motioning toward the much smaller coolant leak. “We get this fixed and I think I might just get my own.”

"You just might, Bones," Janus chuckled and opened his toolkit. “You just might.”

---

Yes, the title is a Sarah McLaughlin reference and, YES, Janu had absolutely convinced Roman to give him Logan's tea that first morning.

[sngl-led-auto-lights]

LED headlights are almost too bright - will brighter headlights be the norm?

There is a real trend towards brighter headlights, but at the same time, technology and regulators are struggling to balance lighting with safety. Here is a detailed analysis of whether brighter headlights will become the norm and the factors that influence this trend:

The current state of LED headlight brightness

Modern LED headlights can already produce more than 2,000-8,000 lumens, far exceeding traditional halogen lamps (1,000-1,500 lumens) and HID lamps (3,000-5,000 lumens). Their high efficiency, long life and color temperature close to daylight (4,000-6,500K) make them the first choice. However, their brightness often causes glare to oncoming vehicles, posing a safety hazard.

Drivers for brighter headlights

Safety needs: Studies show that more than 50% of traffic accident deaths occur at night, which drives the demand for higher lighting. LEDs improve visibility by projecting light farther (e.g., more than 325 feet for an IIHS “good” rating).

Regulatory standards: Agencies such as SAE and NHTSA (via FMVSS 108) now prioritize adaptive lighting systems that adjust brightness based on road conditions, so that high beams are “always on” and don’t dazzle others.

Consumer preferences: Bright, white LED lighting is associated with premium models (think Audi, Nissan GT-R), which has prompted automakers to adopt similar design philosophies in mainstream models.

Mitigating overbrightness

While brightness continues to increase, innovations are aimed at reducing glare: Anti-glare notches: Nissan’s adaptive low-beam headlights feature holes in the “notch” that dim the light when oncoming vehicles are illuminated, while maintaining brightness in other areas.

Matrix LED systems: These systems split the light beam into multiple zones, dynamically dimming areas that could dazzle pedestrians or other drivers.

Improved optics: Precision reflectors and lenses focus light more precisely and reduce scatter. For example, SNGL bulbs use advanced adjustable light pattern technology to improve visibility and reduce dark areas while meeting glare limits.

Regulatory and technical challenges

Glare complaints: Too bright LED lights can cause discomfort and temporary vision loss. The Insurance Institute for Highway Safety (IIHS) rates headlights based on coverage and glare control, with only 43% of 2023 models receiving a "good" rating.

Thermal management: High-power LEDs generate heat, which reduces efficiency and life. SAE standards require that LED brightness must remain ≥80% over the rated service life, even in the presence of thermal stress.

Standardization: Global regulations (e.g., UNECE, FMVSS) are evolving to address adaptive lighting, but harmonized standards remain a challenge.

Future Trends

Laser and OLED Lighting: Laser diodes (used in Audi's premium models) provide brighter, farther beams, while OLEDs enable ultra-thin, glare-free designs.

Intelligent Systems: AI-driven headlights can adjust in real time to traffic conditions, weather, and road geometry.

Tougher Testing: Enhanced photometric testing (e.g., beam pattern and glare) may become mandatory.

Conclusion Driven by safety needs and technological advances, brighter headlights will become the norm. However, their adoption depends on adaptive control, regulatory compliance, and public acceptance of glare reduction systems. The industry is moving to smart brightness - maximizing illumination where it's needed while minimizing risk to others.

For drivers, this means safer nighttime travel, but also the responsibility to ensure that aftermarket upgrades (e.g., SNGL SH70P2 Projector-Specific) comply with local laws to avoid penalties or dangerous glare.

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Day 10 | Alien

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When stranded on an uncharted underwater planet, alone and surrounded by hostile lifeforms, there are only two possible outcomes: adapt and survive, or die trying.

Spoilers: For the game Subnautica

Content Warnings: Mentions of death and violence. Mentions of threats and the intent to kill. Mentions of drowning and suffocation. Referring to someone as 'it'. Mentions of dehumanization.

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Living with a leviathan is like having a supervisor micro manage his every move. 

To be honest, Fritz doesn’t mind the scrutiny. Technically it’s no different than when he worked on the Aurora where updates were required hourly because he’s a teenager who can’t tell the difference between phasing and phasewarping. The barked orders and hovering over his shoulder are now just coming from someone who growls to show their displeasure and requires he provides food or else they get angry and try to eat him instead.

He won’t lie and say he’s finally used to eyes bigger than his head watching him. He also won’t try to pretend he isn’t terrified of what would happen if he’s ever caught outside the safety of the caves. They’ve certainly gotten into a routine for the past week, but there was definitely a few mistakes within that period. 

Like when Fritz thought it’d be quicker to ‘check in’ by tossing a piece of quartz down from the very top of the cave system. Except he accidentally threw it onto the leviathan’s head, rightfully making them angry enough to charge after him with a roar. 

There was also the time Fritz accidentally slept in, so when he finally woke up and jumped into the water, the leviathan was sitting a few feet away and looking ready to pounce. His seamoth had already been claimed too, a mandible holding it to the ground to say that if he wanted to collect materials, he would have to take a chance. That particular day was spent sitting on the very top of the lifepod doing research as a large shadow circled around him, and fabricating materials. 

Other than those incidents, it hasn’t been too bad! He’s been as respectful as possible to the leviathan, and it seems like they’ve begun to trust he’s not trying to hurt them. It’s a very small amount of trust but it’s there! 

Enough they didn’t immediately lunge at him when he frantically swam out of a cave opening and directly into another in order to avoid getting hurt by an exploding crashfish. They even started to talk in the low, rumbling language rather than growl when he’s been out of sight for too long. 

It’s been a lot of ups and downs. But Fritz is grateful to finally have company after an entire month of being completely on his own. Even if they are quick to anger and a predator above all else. 

“Look what I found!” Fritz calls as he swims back to the openings on the cliffside. Admittedly proud he managed to find an entire armful of quartz in only five minutes. It’s an impressive feat, no matter how many annoyed huffs try to tell him otherwise. “At this rate I’ll-!” 

He stares at the leviathan lying in the same spot it has been almost every day. The only difference is instead of black orbs watching him closely with mandibles poised, eyelids are gently closed as their head rests on folded arms. Looking completely relaxed, as if they’re asleep. 

A sense of awe blossoms in Fritz’s chest. Because even though they are absolutely massive compared to him, he knows it’s the human who’s the alien on this planet. How would they know he’s here without a choice? What would they assume his intentions are? How do they feel about the permanent scars left by unfamiliar artificial objects? 

He might only be a teenager who doesn’t know what he’s doing, but they don’t know that. 

Fritz hesitates before slowly rolling the quartz onto the seafloor to be inspected later. He then clears his throat. “Leviathan?” 

Not a finger or mandible twitches from his voice. They’re actually asleep. 

In this rare moment of peace, Fritz watches the leviathan. Someone who’s frighteningly big, incredibly powerful, and born to be hunter. Who has attacked him multiple times before, and trusts not to have some form of revenge taken while completely vulnerable. Seems almost like they wouldn’t hurt a fly. They just look so...soft. 

He should get back to collecting materials. Before they wake up and get upset at him for watching them sleep. He can’t look away, though. Too amazed, as well as curious. 

...they wouldn’t mind if he got a little closer, would they? Not that Fritz will do anything! He doesn’t want to hurt them! This might be the only chance to possibly get a scan and finally learn what type of leviathan they are. 

With a brief moment of hesitation, he darts back into the caves to replenish his air from the brain coral that has saved his life too many times to count. Swims back to the opening to find the giant predator still sleeping. 

Taking a deep breath, Fritz slowly swims out into the open, keeping his seaglide tucked away to make as little noise as possible. Feels his heart pound against his chest as the sleeping form looms more and more the closer he gets. 

He’s been fairly close before, especially when the leviathan swims right past him. It’s never on level ground, though. So while he knows they’re big, it’s not always easy to understand just how massive they are. Not until he’s staring up with terrified wonder inside their shadow. 

With everything so still, he can the gills opening and closing. The black hair that always seems to be in a spike moving back in forth in the current. The powerful mandibles come together and go apart in time with every breath. 

Even though everything’s calm now, he knows what the leviathan is capable of. Was able to effortlessly crush his seamoth. Feels terror race up his spine at the thought of them waking up with him almost directly beside their head. 

Fritz shivers as he respectfully swims back a few feet. He’s afraid of what might happen if they wake up while he’s that close, but he’s also thinking how much of a scare that would be to have someone hovering right by your face when you wake up. Though that brings a smile to his face, imagining the leviathan getting startled by someone so small in caparison. 

Turning toward the tail he’s surprised to see it looks more like a whale’s than a shark. Which is slightly embarrassing since he’s spent so much time around the leviathan. But in his defense he’s more concerned about the mouth that will eat him instead of the tail that will allow him to be the next meal. 

Moving closer, he can’t help but stare at the fin not only being longer than he is tall, it towers over him vertically. The curved shape makes it sit a few feet above Fritz’s head. As if he needs everything to remind him he’s absolutely miniscule. 

Not that he’s actually upset about it. Being only five feet tall himself and there being no signs he’ll grow any more, it leaves him feeling nothing except pure amazement someone would take the time to track down something that’s so small to them. Bring back an abandoned sub because it doesn’t cause them any exertion. Watch an insect collect materials they can’t imagine what it could possibly be used for. 

Fritz hopes he’s at least entertaining. 

Swimming above the leviathan, he takes out his scanner. Hesitates. 

I shouldn’t scan them.

He took advantage of the fact they’re asleep to act like they’re an item on display. Chasing after peepers and sneaking up on a crashfish is different. This leviathan has more than earned his respect, had trusted him to be completely vulnerable. And Fritz’s first thought was to use it for selfish reasons? 

Ashamed, the scanner is quickly tucked away as he starts to swim back to the caves. Freezes when he sees the leviathan is awake, eyes locked on him. Unable to breathe when he realizes the consequence of his actions will be death. 

David watches the miniscule thing, expecting it to at the very least attempt to flee for its life. Instead it just stares at him as it trembles, looking petrified yet accepting of its fate. 

He hadn’t been asleep. Heard everything the creature did from calling out to see if he was vulnerable to it swimming beside his face before ending by his tail. Waited for the right moment when he could kill it once and for all. 

Scanning over the pathetic thing, he huffs in a silent demand for it to get back where it belongs. When it continues to stare at him, the reaper unfolds one arm to reach toward it. Nudges the creature with a finger in the direction of the caves it’s been using as shelter. 

“Go on. Before I change my mind.” 

It flinches at his voice and stares at his hand like it’ll get snatched up at any moment. And it will be if it doesn’t take his very generous offer of getting to keep its life. Finally it starts to move slowly toward the caves. Terrified, confused, but with every careful poke hope begins to appear on its face. There’s no annoying squeaks, though, just obeying David’s demand for it to stop tainting his claimed area with its presence. 

Only when it’s next to the quartz it threw on the ground does the leviathan stop herding it. Gives a warning growl when it stops swimming instead of going back to safety. It should be obvious he doesn’t want it anywhere near him. “Don’t push it.” 

It points toward itself and squeaks. 

Isn’t that wonderful? He spares it life in return for it sparing his, and now it wants to make a speech. 

Sighing, David sends a glare. “You’re three seconds away from ending up as dinner.” 

The creature seems to calm itself before pointing at itself and squeaking again. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say it sounded exactly like the last one. 

“Look,” he begins. “I know you’re just a guppy in terms of whatever you are, because only someone freshly hatched would’ve pulled the stunt you just did, but that doesn’t mean I won’t kill you if you annoy me too much. So go before I decide you’re not worth the trouble.” 

It stares at him so earnestly as it squeaks again. Slower. Definitely repeating what it said before. Meaning it’s trying to communicate, wonderful. 

David tries to settle his anger. “Do you want me to say you’re welcome?” 

“Wel-me.” 

...what did it just say? 

“Are you trying to speak leviathan?” he demands, watching it intently. Wanting to know it it’s trying to threaten him in his own language to say he doomed the entire planet letting it live. 

Either it’s a fantastic liar, or it’s really trying to say something, staring at him with such a sad and pleading expression. Squeaks long and slow as it points to itself. Then points at David as it repeats. Throws in a terrible attempt of ‘leviathan’. 

“'Rtz'?” 

Honestly, he didn’t really think it wanted him to try and repeat its strange high-pitched language that makes his throat hurt. Therefore he is legitimately startled when it suddenly shrieks. It sure looks excited but it sounds like it’s dying. 

“'Fritz'!” it chirps. 

“'Fritz'.” 

The creature beams as he manages to strain his voice just enough to say the complicated word. Points at itself as it repeats it again. And then it points at him as it watches with pure joy. 

This is some kind of sick game, right? To say he made the wrong choice and now he’ll be the only leviathan left alive to do whatever it commands him to? 

“'Fritz'?” he chokes out, wanting some kind of clarification. The only thing he gets is an excited nod as it points to itself, followed by a point toward him. Looking almost like a guppy getting overjoyed when they manage to name someone correctly. 

...it’s a name. The creature is giving him their name. And requesting his own. 

“David.” 

Their face twists up as they attempt to mimic him. “Avi.” 

He huffs at the disrespect. “Da-vid. You forgot the d's.” 

“Dav.” 

“Last try, get it wrong and you’re dead. Da-v-id.” 

“David,” the creature manages to repeat in a tone higher than he’s ever encountered before. “David?” 

The reaper nods to say they finally got it, huffing to show he’s unimpressed by the joyous shrieks and high-pitched chattering. Watches as they seems to realize something before swimming into the cave, returning ten seconds later. This time they don’t leave the safety the cliff provides. 

Makes the waiting motion that means they’re going to get more rocks. 

David hesitates, unsure how to feel about going back to their routine almost immediately. It’s not that he was wanting anything different, it just seemed a bit lackluster. Especially with how adamant the little thing was getting such information relayed. 

He doesn’t make a fuss. Settles back down on the seabed. Watches as they dart off to collect more rocks. 

Counts ten seconds. “Fritz.” 

A miniscule face appears in the opening that’s both confused and absolutely elated. “David?” 

“Ten seconds from now on, I let you have too much freedom,” he growls. “And you haven’t given a peeper in who knows how long.” 

The creature blinks before reaching into its pack to provide the fish he rightfully earned being as forgiving as he was. Motions for him to wait as they disappear, returning with gold to offer and a hopeful expression. 

David nods. “Ten seconds.” 

“En ends.” 

Yep, he’s going to regret ever encouraging them. 

“En ends,” he mocks, smirking when the idiotic thing smiles before racing off. 

Maybe he can teach the word peeper. 

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Fandom: Ghost Trick: Phantom Train, a GT/FFVI Crossover AU Rating: General Audiences Category: Gen Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Cabanela, Original OC (Male), Original OC (Female) Words: 2182

Summary: Set in the FFVI/GT AU: Cabanela, following his own personal cataclysm after the bigger, more famous one some time prior, comes to Mobliz, still in ruins, alone. His plan? Keep moving, of course. Notes:

Fictober Prompts, Day 1 Whumptober: “But now this room is spinning while I’m trying just to fill in all the gaps.” Flufftober: "I've got you." Sicktember: "Hopelessly bad at self-care" Angstober: "Honorbound" Mixing prompts with enthusiastic and reckless abandon as the most indulgent month of the year arrives! With thanks to Siver for her OCs Rhett and Margot from her fic A Better Morning.

Cabanela sat up with a gasp, flinging off the light, dusty, covers that someone must have draped over him. He exhaled a long, unnerved breath at what sight was available of the corners of this darkened bedroom. Outside, through the open window, the quiet night sounds of Mobliz settling in a little more to its peaceful bed of slowly greening grass, cracked and dusty earth, and the rumbling of the estuary at high tide were…familiar, he found, after a moment more of reassuring logic. He had no reason to be unnerved; after all, hadn’t he chosen to come here himself? Mobliz was, for whatever temporary time he allowed it to be, home.

He almost would have preferred a nightmare. At least then he’d have an explanation of what had brought him to full panicked alertness from what must have been the heaviest of— His thought train derailed yet again. When had he fallen asleep? The last he remembered, he had been pacing around the caves under the post office, counting off plans and ticking boxes on his innumerable to-do lists to begin the construction and restoration of this town so far from any other sign of human habitation. Of course, he’d been both tired and hungry; there was so much to do, all the time, that he had long accepted it as his normal. Moving, working, was better than sitting alone at an empty table eating a brief and unadorned salad of sorrow and wilted leaves. Moving was, generally, far better than the empty nights in his narrow, empty bed. Moving never failed him when he needed to think about anything past the here and now.

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If You're Lost, You Can Look (1/2)

17. Home

From this list of gt prompts

AU: Time After Time (Twelve AU); direct continuation of "Suitcase of Memories"

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Zepheera's gaze followed the Doctor's, and she once again felt her heart rate pick up speed. The TARDIS looked almost exactly as she remembered it; even if the details shifted slightly, there was no mistaking that blue box. Even as she bided her time, unable to enter the magnificent ship and unwilling to contact its pilot, Zepheera took comfort in its shadow. Knowing it was close by kept her grounded and determined to see this through.

Glancing back at the borrower, the Doctor leaned forward in his chair and spoke in hushed tones. "She's changed quite a bit, too. Hadn't put much thought into the details of it all, but… I think, deep down, she's missed you, too."

"Yeah?" The amusement of such a notion, that an ancient and eternal vessel of time and space themselves would have had a soft spot for her, helped Zepheera play it cool in that moment. Knowing the Doctor's situation was much different than when they'd last been together, she didn't want to seem overeager.

"Wanna see?" the Doctor grinned, offering an upturned hand. 

All attempts to avoid seeming overeager flew out the window.

"Yeah," said Zepheera with a matching grin as she bounded forward, landing lightly in the middle of his palm.

The room moved in a blur for Zepheera. It wasn't that the Doctor moved all that quickly, but the sheer excitement of the moment filled her with an energy that made her feel like everything from head to toe was trembling. For decades, centuries at this point, she'd dreamed of this moment. It almost felt too good to be true.

Right up until they reached the doors, and the Doctor used his free hand to push them open.

In general, the shape of it all was similar to how Zepheera remembered things to be. The console remained in the center, its column stretching into the ceiling with several rings at the top covered in concentric circles. It was still a dome-shaped room with a level visible above the console's platform, and Zepheera noticed stairs that seemed to lead down and away. 

Everything else was completely different.

"Not long after you, the next design smoothed out the floors," the Doctor pointed out on the way in, taking on the tour guide role. "This bit in the middle even had a glass floor! Definitely wouldn't have fallen through that."

"Oh, don't remind me," muttered Zepheera. Very rarely during their travels did she actually trip up while walking around the catwalk-like floor. That didn't change the fact that the small gaps in it were indeed big enough for Zepheera to slip through if she weren't careful. 

Suddenly the Doctor's insinuation that the TARDIS actually missed her felt possible, if she were willing to make such changes.

After a quick run around the console, which was also much sleeker and silver like the majority of the room, the Doctor carried Zepheera up to the second level, only a few steps higher than the console. He continued to point out features that he thought Zepheera would enjoy, even though he'd never considered them from that perspective. 

Despite the different levels involved, the whole console room was easily climbable for a borrower. There were plenty of nooks and crannies, shelves full of books and side tables covered in miscellaneous objects. Zepheera realized that the Doctor actually kept his office at St. Luke's in a similar fashion. She had to admit that in general, the layout of the place was incredibly borrower-friendly.

The hand carrying Zepheera came to rest on a small side table near the railing that overlooked the center console, and she stepped off almost in a daze. She'd been quietly taking in how different the place was now, and yet it felt so familiar and safe.

"What do you think?"

Turning her back on the view, Zepheera tilted her head back to find the Doctor with an expectant smile, arms spread in an open gesture.

"Oh. Yeah, it's really neat! Part of me misses those coral things, but the bookshelves are a nice touch–,"

"No, no, that's not what I was asking," the Doctor interrupted, trying to be gentle about it while still barely containing whatever he was excited about.

Zepheera found it hard to read this sudden energy from the Doctor. He seemed to be waiting for her to either get what he was saying, or to prompt him to say, so she obliged. "Alright, then what were you asking?"

"Two hundred and forty-eight," he beamed.

She blinked. "Sorry?" 

The Doctor's hands came together, one absently fiddling with a silver ring on the other as he attempted to tame his thoughts well enough to express them.

"You were right, Zepheera. I'm an exceptionally difficult person to find when I want to be hidden. So are you. And it took an awful lot of determination on your part, and two hundred and forty-eight years to boot, but you did find me." A small chuckle escaped him, almost expelling any remaining disbelief he held. "Now, I'm not one for rubbish like fate or destiny, but I do know a second chance when I see one. You and I both know how rarely they come ‘round."

Perhaps not as smoothly as he might have done in the past, the Doctor made his slow way into a crouch as he spoke, bringing himself nearly to Zepheera's level. "So, what do you say to making up for lost time?"

Swallowing past the heart hammering in her throat, Zepheera uttered, "You want…to travel with me again?"

"If that's what you want," said the Doctor with more tenderness than she'd heard in his new voice yet. While he clearly awaited an answer, Zepheera felt no pressure from him. This was her choice.

She felt like her head was stuffed with cotton, and took a moment to break eye contact with the Doctor and pace back and forth.

It wasn't that she was indecisive, it was the easiest choice she could possibly make. One little word, and she'd be right back where she'd felt more alive, more important, more at home than she'd been since before she met the Doctor. It's what she'd held out for all those years, all those months. And yet her entire body felt like a delicate glass holding entirely too much of a heavy liquid, ready to burst at the slightest shift and struggling to hold it all in.

One thought cut through all the noise, and brought Zepheera’s feet to an abrupt halt. 

"I have one condition," she announced as she rounded back on the Doctor, who'd waited patiently and hadn't quite expected that answer.

Shaking that off, he asked, bemused, "And that would be?"

"We take Bill, too."

[To be continued...]

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Trektober day 21

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51004465 by pip_the_human In retrospect, one hot chocolate was probably enough. ----- OR: Jim takes Spock back to the Enterprise after he has a few too many. Trektober day 21! Prompt: Pining Words: 1013, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 21 of Trektober 2023 Fandoms: Star Trek, Star Trek: The Original Series Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Spock (Star Trek), James T. Kirk Relationships: James T. Kirk/Spock Additional Tags: Drunkenness, Pretty!Jim, Hot Chocolate, Vulcans and Chocolate, >:), almost drunken confessions, Pining, Trektober 2023 read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51004465

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Fresh Crops! August 21 - August 27, 2023

This week's newest fics and chapter updates for Harvest Moon and Story of Seasons on AO3!

Cause and Effect - by sylarcookie; Complete, 1/1, 3k

Rating: Explicit; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Category: F/M Fandom: A Wonderful Life Relationship: Flora/Daryl Additional Tags: One Shot, Explicit Sexual Content, Aphrodisiacs, what if the characters designers weren't evil and Daryl was hot, Daryl deserves to be hot, science is hot, Gone for Her, Shyness, STEM nerds getting it on Summary: On a hot summer's day, Flora goes to Daryl's lab to show him a specimen from the dig site. She drinks a jar of what she thinks is water while waiting outside. It's not water. It's a cow aphrodisiac.

Umami - by Chibimiie; WIP, 1/1, 1.3k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Fandoms: Animal Parade, Story of Seasons (2014) Characters: Molly the Farmer, Chase, Raeger, Fritz Additional Tags: Childhood Friends, yes this is another au of my fic, no the other one is not abandoned i still have ideas for that one too, this is just what happens when one little line from a chapter gets stuck in your head Summary: A silly little AU of my main fic, Sugar and Spice, based around the idea of Molly and Chase meeting each other as kids over the summer. Just a fun little look into what could have been.

The Egg Thief - by dicelady20; WIP, 5/19, 23k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence; Category: F/M Fandoms: Friends of Mineral Town, Dragon Ball GT/Z Characters: Trunks Briefs (DB), Claire the Farmer Additional Tags: Harvest Moon, Dragon Ball Z, Dragon Ball GT, Romance, Slow Burn, Martial Arts, Cussing, Crossover, Healing, city vibes, dark scenes, POV Multiple, POV Third Person Limited, Mild Gore, References to Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons Games, Suspense, Supernatural Elements, First Meetings, story of seasons Summary: Claire decides to give the city life another chance, but as she does, she is haunted by her nightmares. Mr. CEO of Capsule Corp., Trunks, needs to keep a secret. He is bound by the oath of an unsealed dragon. What happens when their two worlds collide? And what is lurking in the shadows of West City as these two learn to show vulnerability? Is it something that could shake up the dragons emotions?

Tumblr Posts for A Wonderful Life Characters - by actaeoncross; WIP, 17/?, 24k

Rating: Not Rated; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi Fandoms: A Wonderful Life Relationship: Multiple Characters x Reader; Characters: Celia | Seperia | Cecilia, Cody | Gordy, Daryl, Flora, Gustafa, Lumina, Marlin | Mash | Matthew, Muffy | Molly, Nami, Rock, Reader Summary: A collection of Tumblr posts for A Wonderful Life Characters x Reader prompts. The blog is an offshoot of my main and should be found under AWL Imagines.

Blue Bird - by viridian_house; WIP, 3/4, 12k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Categories: F/M, M/M Fandoms: A Wonderful Life, DS Cute Relationship: Pony | Aya | Jill/Takakura; Characters: Takakura, Pony | Aya | Jill Additional Tags: Angst, Pining, Bisexual Male Character, Age Difference, Angst with a Happy Ending Summary: Takakura never had much luck in matters of the heart. Until Aya came along, that is.

Degausser - by JillOfAllTrades__x; WIP, 10/?, 56k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Categories: F/M, Multi Fandoms: Friends of Mineral Town Characters: Pete | Jack, Claire the Farmer, Ann the Innkeeper | Ran, Gray, Cliff, Jennifer, Popuri, Karen, Kai, Mineral Town Residents Additional Tags: Redemption, Fresh Start, Loneliness, Angst, Self-Loathing, Self-Acceptance, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Drug Use, Self-Harm, Multiple Pairings Summary: Those that live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones – but that’s all Jack and Claire ever knew up until a series of half-lit cruel intentions landed them on the ferry to the desolate island of Mineral Town. After all, it was certainly easier to cast judgment unto others than it was to face the skeletons in your own closet. And surely no one would have an ill word to say about a brooding playboy and an immature party girl taking over the once-great farm that founded and funded their small town, right?

Don't Eat Flowers - by Maymist; Complete, 3/3, 7k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/F Fandoms: A Wonderful Life Relationship: Nami/Pony | Aya | Jill; Characters: Nami, Pony | Aya | Jill, Rock, Reader Additional Tags: Lesbian Character, Inspired by Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons, Mentions of Other Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons Games, Blue Feather, Romance, LGBTQ Character, POV Lesbian Character, Canon Lesbian Relationship Summary: The new farmer girl in Forgotten Valley attempts to give Nami some flowers to, er… totally give the hint that she's romantically interested in the very much reserved tomboyish red-head. Nami completely jumps to conclusions and misunderstands though, and that's where this silly romance begins. What kind of other madness will ensue?

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High Power Gate Drive Interface Optocoupler Market 2025-2032

MARKET INSIGHTS

The global High Power Gate Drive Interface Optocoupler Market size was valued at US$ 789.4 million in 2024 and is projected to reach US$ 1.34 billion by 2032, at a CAGR of 6.9% during the forecast period 2025-2032.

High Power Gate Drive Interface Optocouplers are critical components that provide electrical isolation between high-voltage power circuits and low-voltage control systems. These devices combine an LED with a photodetector to transmit signals across an isolation barrier, enabling safe and efficient switching of power semiconductor devices like IGBTs and MOSFETs. Key specifications include propagation delay time (ranging from below 0.1μs to above 0.4μs), isolation voltage ratings, and output current capacity.

The market growth is driven by increasing electrification across automotive and industrial applications, stringent safety regulations requiring galvanic isolation, and rising demand for energy-efficient power electronics. Notably, the Max Propagation Delay Time Below 0.1 Microsecond segment is projected to grow at 8.2% CAGR through 2032, reflecting industry demands for faster switching speeds. Major players like Broadcom, Onsemi, and Vishay Intertechnology are expanding their product portfolios to address emerging applications in EV charging, renewable energy systems, and industrial automation.

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Key Industry Players

Innovation and Strategic Partnerships Drive Market Leadership

The global High Power Gate Drive Interface Optocoupler market features a moderately consolidated competitive landscape, dominated by established semiconductor manufacturers with strong technical capabilities. Broadcom Inc. leads the market with approximately 22% revenue share in 2024, owing to its comprehensive product portfolio and robust distribution network across North America and Asia-Pacific. The company’s ACPL-series optocouplers have become industry benchmarks for high-speed power switching applications.

Vishay Intertechnology and Toshiba collectively account for nearly 30% market share, with their products widely adopted in automotive and industrial applications. These companies continue to invest heavily in R&D to improve isolation voltage ratings and reduce propagation delays – critical parameters for modern power electronics systems.

The market has seen increased merger and acquisition activity in recent years, with Onsemi’s acquisition of GT Advanced Technologies and Renesas’ strategic partnerships with Chinese manufacturers strengthening their market positions. Additionally, Asian players like Everlight Electronics and LITE ON Technology are gaining traction through competitive pricing and localization strategies.

Emerging demand for electric vehicles and renewable energy systems is prompting companies to develop next-generation optocouplers with higher temperature tolerance and improved noise immunity. Market leaders are also focusing on vertical integration to secure supply chains amid ongoing semiconductor shortages.

List of Key High Power Gate Drive Interface Optocoupler Manufacturers

Broadcom Inc. (U.S.)

Vishay Intertechnology (U.S.)

Toshiba Electronic Devices & Storage Corporation (Japan)

Onsemi (U.S.)

Renesas Electronics Corporation (Japan)

Panasonic Corporation (Japan)

Everlight Electronics Co., Ltd. (Taiwan)

LITE ON Technology Corporation (Taiwan)

ISOCOM Limited (UK)

IXYS Corporation (Germany)

Segment Analysis:

By Type

Max Propagation Delay Time Below 0.1 Microsecond Segment Leads Due to High-Speed Switching Requirements

The market is segmented based on propagation delay time into:

Max Propagation Delay Time Below 0.1 Microsecond

Max Propagation Delay Time from 0.1 to 0.2 Microsecond (Including 0.1 Microsecond)

Max Propagation Delay Time from 0.2 to 0.3 Microsecond (Including 0.2 Microsecond)

Max Propagation Delay Time from 0.3 to 0.4 Microsecond (Including 0.3 Microsecond)

Max Propagation Delay Time Above 0.4 Microsecond (Including 0.4 Microsecond)

By Application

Energy Sector Dominates Due to Extensive Use in Power Electronics and Renewable Energy Systems

The market is segmented based on application into:

Energy

Automotive

Aerospace and Aviation

Others

By Voltage Range

High Voltage Segment Gains Traction for Industrial Power Applications

The market is segmented based on voltage range into:

Low Voltage (Below 600V)

Medium Voltage (600V-1200V)

High Voltage (Above 1200V)

By Isolation Type

Reinforced Isolation Preferred for Safety-Critical Applications

The market is segmented based on isolation type into:

Basic Isolation

Reinforced Isolation

Double Isolation

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FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS:

What is the current market size of Global High Power Gate Drive Interface Optocoupler Market?

-> High Power Gate Drive Interface Optocoupler Market size was valued at US$ 789.4 million in 2024 and is projected to reach US$ 1.34 billion by 2032, at a CAGR of 6.9% during the forecast period 2025-2032.

Which key companies operate in this market?

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Adaptability: AI annotation is particularly well-suited for extensive datasets, making it an excellent choice for companies dealing with vast quantities of visual information.

Uniformity: AI mitigates the effects of human fatigue, ensuring consistent labeling throughout datasets.

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The U.S. Kombucha Market is projected to grow from USD 1,328.67 million in 2023 to an estimated USD 4,936.48 million by 2032, with a compound annual growth rate (CAGR) of 15.70% from 2024 to 2032.

The U.S. Kombucha Market is a dynamic and rapidly expanding segment within the broader beverage industry, characterized by the rising popularity of kombucha as a health-focused, probiotic-rich beverage. Kombucha is a fermented tea known for its potential health benefits, including improved digestion, enhanced immune function, and detoxification. This beverage, which has ancient origins, has found a significant following in the United States, driven by growing consumer interest in natural and functional foods. The market's growth is fueled by increasing health consciousness among Americans, who are seeking alternatives to sugary sodas and traditional carbonated drinks. Kombucha's appeal lies in its unique combination of tangy flavors and perceived health benefits, which include aiding digestion and providing a source of probiotics.

The market encompasses a wide range of products, from traditional kombucha beverages to innovative variations that include additional flavors, reduced sugar options, and enhanced formulations with added vitamins and minerals. Major players in the market, such as GT's Living Foods, Health-Ade, and KeVita, are continuously innovating to meet consumer demands and expand their product lines. The rise of artisanal and craft kombucha brands has also contributed to the market's diversity, offering consumers an array of flavors and brewing techniques.

Distribution channels for kombucha have expanded significantly, with the beverage now widely available in supermarkets, health food stores, specialty shops, and online platforms. The increasing presence of kombucha in mainstream retail outlets reflects its growing acceptance among a broad consumer base. Furthermore, the proliferation of kombucha on tap in cafes and restaurants is enhancing its accessibility and appeal, particularly among younger demographics who value on-the-go health options.

The U.S. Kombucha Market is also influenced by regulatory considerations and the need for compliance with food safety standards. The Alcohol and Tobacco Tax and Trade Bureau (TTB) regulations regarding the alcohol content of kombucha, which naturally contains trace amounts of alcohol due to fermentation, have prompted manufacturers to adopt precise brewing and testing processes to ensure compliance.

Kombucha is a fermented tea beverage known for its tangy flavor and potential health benefits. Here are some key characteristics of kombucha:

1. Fermentation Process

Kombucha is made by fermenting sweetened tea with a symbiotic culture of bacteria and yeast (SCOBY). The SCOBY ferments the sugars in the tea, producing a variety of organic acids, vitamins, and probiotic microorganisms.

2. Flavor Profile

The fermentation process gives kombucha a distinctive tangy, slightly effervescent taste. The flavor can range from sweet to tart, depending on the fermentation time and the ingredients used. Many commercial kombucha products are flavored with fruits, herbs, and spices to create a wide variety of taste profiles.

3. Health Benefits

Kombucha is often consumed for its potential health benefits, which include:

Probiotics: The fermentation process introduces beneficial bacteria, which can support gut health and digestion.

Antioxidants: Kombucha contains antioxidants, which can help combat oxidative stress in the body.

Detoxification: The organic acids produced during fermentation, such as acetic acid and gluconic acid, may help in detoxifying the liver and aiding overall detoxification processes.

4. Low Alcohol Content

Due to the fermentation process, kombucha contains a small amount of alcohol, typically less than 0.5% by volume, classifying it as a non-alcoholic beverage. Some kombucha varieties may have higher alcohol content, which are labeled and regulated accordingly.

5. Carbonation

Kombucha is naturally effervescent due to the production of carbon dioxide during fermentation. This natural carbonation gives it a fizzy texture similar to soft drinks.

6. Varieties and Flavors

Kombucha comes in numerous varieties and flavors, appealing to a wide range of taste preferences. Common flavors include ginger, lemon, raspberry, and turmeric, among others. Additionally, there are variations that include added ingredients like adaptogens, CBD, and superfoods to enhance health benefits.

7. Packaging and Availability

Kombucha is available in various packaging formats, including bottles, cans, and on tap in some cafes and health food stores. Its availability has expanded significantly, making it accessible in supermarkets, specialty stores, and online.

8. DIY Kombucha

Many enthusiasts also brew their own kombucha at home using a starter kit that includes a SCOBY, tea, and sugar. Home-brewing allows for customization of flavors and fermentation strength.

9. Sustainability

Several kombucha brands emphasize sustainable and eco-friendly practices, including organic ingredients, recyclable packaging, and responsible sourcing.

10. Cultural Origins

Kombucha has ancient origins, believed to have been first brewed in Northeast China around 220 B.C. It spread to Russia and Eastern Europe, eventually gaining popularity in the West due to its purported health benefits.

Sustainability and eco-conscious practices are becoming increasingly important in the kombucha market. Many brands are adopting sustainable sourcing, eco-friendly packaging, and waste reduction practices to align with the values of environmentally conscious consumers. This focus on sustainability not only enhances brand reputation but also resonates with the growing segment of consumers prioritizing ethical and sustainable products.

The competitive landscape of the U.S. Kombucha Market is marked by both established brands and new entrants, each striving to capture market share through differentiation and targeted marketing strategies. Strategic partnerships, mergers, and acquisitions are common as companies seek to expand their reach and capabilities. For instance, large beverage companies are investing in or acquiring kombucha brands to diversify their portfolios and tap into the health and wellness trend.

Key players:

GT’s Living Foods

KeVita

Health-Ade

Brew Dr. Kombucha

Humm Kombucha

Wild Tonic

Búcha Live Kombucha

The Hain Celestial Group, Inc.

NessAlla Kombucha

More About Report- https://www.credenceresearch.com/report/us-kombucha-market

The U.S. Kombucha market faces several challenges despite its growth and popularity. Here are some key challenges:

Regulatory Hurdles:

Alcohol Content: Kombucha contains trace amounts of alcohol due to fermentation. Ensuring that the alcohol content remains below the legal limit of 0.5% can be challenging, and exceeding this limit can lead to regulatory issues and potential recalls.

Health Claims: The FDA and FTC have strict guidelines on health claims. Kombucha brands must be careful about making unverified health claims, which can result in legal actions and loss of consumer trust.

Supply Chain Issues:

Raw Material Quality: The quality of ingredients like tea leaves, sugar, and probiotics can vary, impacting the final product's consistency and taste.

Distribution Challenges: Kombucha is a perishable product that requires cold storage. Maintaining the cold chain during distribution is crucial to ensure product quality and safety.

Market Competition:

Saturation: The market is becoming increasingly saturated with numerous brands and products. Differentiating from competitors and maintaining market share is a significant challenge.

Pricing Pressure: Competition can lead to pricing wars, which may affect profit margins.

Consumer Education and Perception:

Taste and Acceptance: Kombucha has a unique taste that might not appeal to all consumers. Educating consumers about its benefits and overcoming taste barriers is essential.

Misinformation: There can be misinformation about the health benefits and potential side effects of kombucha, affecting consumer perception and acceptance.

Production Challenges:

Consistency: Ensuring consistency in flavor, carbonation, and quality can be difficult due to the natural fermentation process.

Scalability: Scaling up production while maintaining quality and consistency can be challenging for smaller producers.

Economic Factors:

Cost of Production: The cost of organic and high-quality ingredients, coupled with the need for specialized fermentation equipment, can make production expensive.

Price Sensitivity: Kombucha is often priced higher than other beverages. Economic downturns can affect consumer spending on premium products like kombucha.

Health and Safety Concerns:

Microbial Contamination: As a fermented product, kombucha can be prone to microbial contamination if not produced under stringent hygienic conditions.

Health Risks: Over-fermentation or improper brewing conditions can lead to high acidity levels, posing health risks to consumers.

Segments:

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Based on Type

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Original Kombucha

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Cans

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