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Global Top 14 Companies Accounted for 29% of total Internal Mould Release Agent (IMR) market (QYResearch, 2021)

Internal Mould Release (IMR) Agent is a product that is dissolved in the resin mix, which is highly soluble in the carrier solvent i.e. styrene. During cure the product drops out of solution and migrates to the surface due to volumetric shrinkage, pressure and temperature.

Internal release agents are directly added to the composite material being molded during mixing to provide integrated release properties.

According to the new market research report “Global Internal Mould Release Agent (IMR) Market Report 2023-2029”, published by QYResearch, the global Internal Mould Release Agent (IMR) market size is projected to reach USD 0.08 billion by 2029, at a CAGR of 4.5% during the forecast period.

Figure.   Global Internal Mould Release Agent (IMR) Market Size (US$ Million), 2018-2029

Figure.   Global Internal Mould Release Agent (IMR) Top 14 Players Ranking and Market Share（Based on data of 2021, Continually updated）

The global key manufacturers of Internal Mould Release Agent (IMR) include Chem-Trend, AXEL, Chukyo Yushi, WN Shaw, Marbocote, Franklynn Industries, Henkel, Münch Chemie, Daikin, Technick Products, etc. In 2021, the global top five players had a share approximately 29.0% in terms of revenue.

About QYResearch

QYResearch founded in California, USA in 2007.It is a leading global market research and consulting company. With over 16 years’ experience and professional research team in various cities over the world QY Research focuses on management consulting, database and seminar services, IPO consulting, industry chain research and customized research to help our clients in providing non-linear revenue model and make them successful. We are globally recognized for our expansive portfolio of services, good corporate citizenship, and our strong commitment to sustainability. Up to now, we have cooperated with more than 60,000 clients across five continents. Let’s work closely with you and build a bold and better future.

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Pretty like a crime

Chapter 7

Pairing: Agent Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Singlemom! Agent Y/n 'Cobra' Y/l/n

Summary: Cobra is finally back on the agency and is finally back in the job. With Kai at home she has to jumble being a mother and a agent. She's sent to her first U.C mission but never thought that she would meet a blonde, green eyed Texan...

Warning: Mentions of gun use, ptsd, mentions of death, mentions of shooting, flirting, mentions of abuse, description of dead body, death, blood, undercover work, alcohol use, smut, kissing

Prologue/ Part 1/ Part 2/Part 3/ Part 4/ Part 5/ Part 6

----------SIX MONTHS LATER-----------

Mornings were the most enjoyable portion of the day in your home. It was calm and tranquil, which was unusual for the couple given the chaos of raising Kai.

You and Jake enjoyed the morning since your new schedules meant you didn't have to worry about work or Kai, whom you loved deeply. Those few hours you may spend together and enjoy a tranquil time in each other's arms

It was early in the morning, with sunlight streaming through the windows, when you felt Jake's massive arms weight on your waist and his nose nuzzling against the nape of your neck.

"Good morning, love," he whispered in his scratchy morning voice, drawing you against his bare chest.

“Good morning… ooh I see our big friend is also joining us this morning” your lips curled into the famous Seresin smirk that Jake thought you while feeling his hard cock against your panty covered ass.

“Can't stop it when I'm sleeping next to a goddess ” he slid his hand under your night gown tugging against the rim of your panties to get access to your slick folds.

“Jakey, what are you doing?” you giggled as he slowly lowered you panties.

“Giving my goddess the affection her needy ass needs. It’s been a while since our last trip downtown ” he says in his morning rasp as he leaves butterfly kisses down the side of your neck.

"It's only seven a.m., and he won't be up until nine, I can tell you that," he pulls you in closer, pressing his hardon into your ass.

"But.." you protested, but your body had already given in to him, allowing him to take control.

He silenced you before sliding his fingers inside your moist and massaging your clit in a circular manner. You moaned as he placed light kisses on the nape of your neck. "Does that feel good, mama?" he teases against your ear, his fingers moist with your sticky as he takes his time pleasing you.

"Mmmhmm," you murmured gently, your body lighting up at his touch. He slips two fingers into your heat and draws circles on your swelling bud with his thumb. Your hand returned to run your fingers through his hair, taking a grip of it as you pulled your hips back as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of you at a regular rhythm, which felt nice but wasn't enough for you.

"Please, Jake, fuck…." you said in a frantic whisper. He had won you over, but he was destroying you.

"What do you need baby?" You can hear the sneer in his mocking tone. "I need you, I want you inside me," you said, as Jake quickly pushed you onto your back and removed your pants.

"Don't worry, sweetheart, I'll take care of you," he says, raising your nightdress above your head.

He bends down to savour your lips, gasping as your tongue swirls with his. He kisses your breast and swirls your peaks around his tongue. Your hand reaches down and pushes his boxers to release his member.

He continues to suck on your tits as you wrap your fingers around his thick shaft, giving him a few strokes before lining him up with your entrance. He slips in smoothly, sighing quietly as his long, thick length fills your tightness.

"Fuck, darling" Jake murmured quietly into your ear, moving his hips into yours slowly and forcefully, making you tremble. His body was wonderfully moulded to yours. You tightened your legs around his hips, bringing him closer as he drove further into you.

"Fuck, Jakey, so close, oh!" you groaned, falling back as you achieved your peak. Jake was near as well, increasing up his tempo as your walls pulsated with the sensation of your high, making him chuckle at how you squirmed beneath him. You were both so caught up in each other's delight that you didn't notice your bedroom door was open.

"Mommy, Jakey?" Your son's tiny voice appears from thin air as you and Jake quickly pull up the covers for a bit of cleavage. Your little son is standing in your door frame, leaning a bit forward as Jake asks him what's up.

"I'm hungry…" Him and Jake have been getting along amazingly for the past few months but yet you still can't get over how shy your son manages to get at times. Jake knows how shy and antisocial Kai can truly get and says.

"Hey bud, give me a minute and I'll be down in the kitchen okay?" Kai to that, full of energy nods his head and runs off down the halls as you where about to get up but Jake quickly pushes you down and gets on top of you, kissing down your neck.

"I'll go take care off him, you rest, I bet I tired you out." He plants one more kiss on your lips and gets up grabbing some underwear and sweatpants beside the bed. "Jake you don't hav-" you've said that line already and many times before, and stops you in your tracks as he grabs a t-shirt and leaves the bedroom to take care of your son.

You lie down on the sofa mattress while staring up at the ceiling, wondering how you got so lucky. You've fallen for an agent that cares for you and your son and protects you no matter what. He cares for your son and how the young boy is doing. Overall he's just a gentleman.

You slowly rise out of bed, picking up your cleavage and pyjamas at the side. You slip on the top and bottom, swiftly walking over to the table where your phone starts to vibrate. You don't hesitate to pick up the phone even though it's an unknown number.

"Hello?"

"Hello Madame Chevalier."

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Book Review* - On Guerilla Gardening by Richard Reynolds

I don’t read many books, I prefer audiobooks, and I don’t read many nonfiction books in any format. I’m a person who prefers to listen to a fictional story or at least something narrative. However, my husband very sweetly got me this book for Christmas since he knows I’ve been curious about the topic.

The subtitle to this book is “a handbook for gardening without boundaries” but I think that the title alone, which suggests an academic treatise on the broad strokes of a subject ie “On Medieval Chivalric Codes of Honor” or “On Governance” is more fitting. (I believe the actual title Reynolds is referencing is the manual On Guerilla Warfare by Mao Zedong, make of that what you will.) The first 117 pages of this book are pure tedium. If someone needed to be convinced that planting flowers by roadsides was worthwhile, I think the author might talk them into it and back out by the end. Reynolds spends his time detailing real guerilla movements, chastising people for making gorilla/guerrilla gardening jokes, and explaining that flowers are prettier than concrete. I found it muddled, condescending and boring but when I looked up reviews of this book people seemed to think it was refreshing or something.

From page 121 onward, we have the practical advice. Actually, we have some very impractical advice surrounded by way more introduction than necessary. Even though Reynolds has spent 117 pages bashing you over the head with war metaphors, he still feels the need to include yet more war imagery before every bit of advice. I wasn’t offended by the WMD jokes or the frequent references to guns, it was certainly and odd choice but whatever, I was just annoyed that he kept this stupid gimmick up for all 247 pages. Sometimes jokes aren’t bad because they’re offensive, they’re simply not funny.

Writing style aside, the advice is pretty middling. The plants recommended are just based on the author’s personal experience growing plants on medians in London. Gardening is like politics, extremely local. I’m not begrudging the man his foxgloves and daffodils but they’re just not a good choice for an internationally-distributed book. He actually recommends planting invasive plants (as in plants that he knows are invasive in most places including the UK) so that they take over. He includes the barest of caveats about making sure you keep them in check, however the gordian knot of finding that balance will not be untied for us. Since specific gardening advice becomes useless before it even crosses a time zone, it strikes me that rather than spending 12 pages on plant recommendations, they should’ve simply cut this section or suggested broad categories for the international release.

We are told that seed bombs are the preferred method to scatter seeds and that some people put them in eggshells, some people mould them into guns (just like in war!!), some people put industrial binding agents into them, and some people use a device that somehow uses laughing gas. There are no recipes or real instructions, just anecdotes. There is no explanation of how laughing gas aids in seed spreading, that one might be a joke. On subjects such as water, tools, choosing locations, etc. the advice is very basic but solid enough.

To be frank, once I got into the anecdotes without advice section I started skimming and never stopped. There’s every possibility that on page 240 of this book he really turns things around and makes this mess into a manifesto but I don’t think that would save it for me.

This book left me generally unimpressed. The concept was cute until it was aggravating, the writing was such a repetitive slog that I ended up skimming over paragraphs, and the advice seemed either so specific that it couldn’t be generalized or so basic that it needn’t be printed and sold. The cover is cute, that’s a good thing because it will be staying closed on my bookshelf for a long time. I believe the first edition of this book came out in the early 2000s and it shows. Maybe if I read this book in 2008 I’d have been charmed but in 2024 I’m just annoyed and confused.

*Inspired by @plantyhamchuk’s gardening book reviews.

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letting you down - rockstar!bucky x reader

Don't you get sick of only hearing your own voice? Talk like you're so damn tough, but you're just a little boy You like to think you've broke the mould, but now I'm sure, You'll crack just like the rest when I break your fucking jaw! - the best thing (that never happened) by we are the in crowd

Edit: Although the girl I used in the original moodboard was meant to be Natasha, I want my fics to be inclusive for all, so have updated the moodboard to reflect this. Plot: Tour romances mean nothing serious...right?

Or, fresh out of a breakup and deciding to focus on her music, Y/N jumps at the chance to go on tour with one of her favourite bands to take her mind off of things. Especially romance. Unfortunately for her, their drummer just can't keep his eyes off of her. Pairing: Rockstar!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader Warnings: Emotional abuse and manipulation (not from Bucky), reader’s ex being a dick, self doubt, a tiny mention of violence and anxiety. As always, if I miss any triggers, please let me know. Notes: Another rockstar Bucky fic, because I do love him so. Also, this was inspired by song above, so I recommend you listen to it (also because it’s a great song). Again, thanks to @staticscreenwriting / @astartothemoon for my dividers. Not beta’d, so any mistakes are my own.

Taking a seat on the cold wooden chair in her agent’s office, Y/N anxiously nibbles on the skin of her lip, almost tearing it off with how nervous she is. Only an hour ago, she was told to come to the office urgently because her agent had news for her, too important to share over the phone. The whole time, she’s been wracking her brain to figure out what she could want to tell her. And each time, her mind has come up with the worst potential outcomes. And after just being dumped, that’s the last thing she needs right now. “So, we have some news.” Helen, her agent, announces, peering at her over the frame of her glasses. Y/N gulps. It’s the sort of look a mother gives her child when they’re caught sneaking cookies out of the jar, or when she knows that they’re the one who broke her vase. Either way, it’s not a good sign. She’s definitely about to be dropped. Maybe Dylan's right. Maybe she’s not cut out for this. Her stomach churns, and she warily eyes the exit, just in case.

“Good news, I hope…?” She chuckles awkwardly, starting to hope the ground will swallow her whole.

“It depends on whether you have any plans in September.” Frowning, Y/N raises a brow. However, before she can even ask why, Helen continues. “Because The End of The Line wants you to open for them on their US Tour that month.” She states casually. Y/N’s mouth drops open.

“WHAT?!” she squeals. “Are you serious?!” The End of The Line is a band she knows very well. Okay, she knows their music. Yet, considering how they’ve got multiple number ones and album nominations under their belts, practically everyone knows who they are. They’re one of the most successful bands going in the scene right now. But she had no idea they knew who she was. What feels like only a few months ago, Y/N was posting her own original songs on her YouTube and performing in her local bar…and now, she’s going on tour with one of her favourite bands. Not even that. Imagine the exposure this could bring. All the new fans and support. She doesn’t even realise how much her heart is beating or how close she is to hyperventilating until Helen passes over a glass of water.

“Don’t be so modest.” She tuts. “The first single you released has been in the Top 10 for weeks, and your album is selling incredibly well. You’re in high demand, and people know it.” Y/N gulps down the water almost in one go, still shaking. “Are you okay? I don’t want you passing out on my floor.”

“No, no. I’m okay! I’m good.” Y/N lies. Helen raises a brow.

“Okay, well I need to confirm your attendance with their team so they can schedule a meeting with them and the band to go over venues. And then there’s merchandising, transport arrangements….” Helen’s voice fades into static as Y/N grapples with the situation. She’s going on tour with one of her favourite bands. They know who she is, and they like her. She pinches her skin a few times, wondering if she’s still dreaming. That she’ll open her eyes and she’ll be a nobody again, her perfect Cinderella story over. 

However, the repeated pinching doesn’t work, meaning that this is real. That revelation somehow both makes her relieved and absolutely terrified. Sure, she’s going on her first tour…but that means there’s more people to disappoint. The band, for a start. But then again, going on tour means meeting one of her favourite bands ever. Not to mention that by getting herself out there, more and more people can discover her music, and she can hopefully do what she loves for a living, rather than waiting tables for the rest of her life. Which means potentially more tours and new albums. And she won’t have to spend as much time in her practically empty apartment now that Dylan’s left. “So? What should I say?” Helen asks, peering over the rim of her glasses again.

Taking a breath, Y/N answers: “Tell them I’d love to tour with them.”

A few weeks later, Y/N and Helen enter the building where she’s about to meet The End of the Line and their agent. Glancing around the vast building, Y/N’s heart rate picks up. A year ago, she could only dream of going to a place like this for a visit, let alone to meet one of the biggest bands in the scene to plan a tour with them. As they enter the elevator, Y/N fiddles with the waistband of her trousers, suddenly feeling more and more constricted. 

“Maybe this was the wrong outfit choice. Maybe I should’ve been more casual?” She wonders. “Actually, maybe I should just go. I definitely do not fit in here. Sure, I’ll be getting out of the house, but is it really worth all this?” Y/N bounces anxiously on her heels, waiting for the elevator to reach the floor they need so she can make a break for it. 

“Y/N, please calm down before you stress me out. That’s the last thing either of us needs.” Helen sighs.

“Sorry. I’m just nervous.” Yet she can tell Helen’s words are not malicious. Helen really does care for her. She just has a funny way of showing it sometimes.

“I know. Trust me, though, they don’t bite. And I made Tony promise that he’d play nice, too.” She chuckles. Y/N doesn’t laugh. The elevator dings, and Helen announces that they’ve made it. Y/N’s heart drops. Although she considered running, she now can’t move. “Come on.” Helen orders, beckoning her to follow. Y/N does as she asks, as if on autopilot.

“That woman must have magic powers.” She thinks to herself.

When they reach the meeting room, to Y/N’s surprise, Helen simply walks in without knocking, giving her no time to prepare. 

“Well, look who finally arrived! It’s wonderful to see you again, Helen.” A man grins, shaking Helen’s hand. He’s dressed in a crisp black suit, one that Y/N recognises absolutely costs more than her rent for a year. Presumably that’s Tony. Y/N steps forward, ready to introduce herself. Until-

“Hey! You must be Y/N!” Before she can even react, Natasha Romanoff is standing in front of her. Y/N gulps. 

“Yeah, that’s me. It’s nice to meet you!” She holds out a hand for her to shake, but Natasha pulls her into a hug instead. 

“There’s one thing you gotta know about Nat. She’s a hugger.” She recognises Steve’s voice, but suddenly realising Natasha Romanoff is a real person to then being hugged by her in such a short space of time is a lot for Y/N to cope with.

“You’re gorgeous! I can’t wait to go on tour with you!” Nat squeals, and Y/N mutters something in reply, still in shock. 

“Nat, let the poor girl breathe and let the rest of us say hi!” a voice speaks, and Y/N is soon released from Nat’s grasp. Then, she meets the rest of the band, starting with Steve and Sam. “And over there is…” 

But the man on the couch needs no introduction. Bucky Barnes leans against the back of the couch, twirling a drumstick between his tattooed fingers. In fact, tattoos cover both of his arms and most of his hands, little of his actual skin showing. He cocks his head, looking over her body with a smile. This man just oozes confidence…and he’s fucking gorgeous.

“Bucky.” She whispers, although not quietly enough, as Bucky laughs.

“Yup, that’s me.” Y/N blushes. Bucky gets up and shakes her hand. Her fingers brush over the calluses dotted around his fingers, and a shiver reverberates through her body. “Nice to meet you.” He smiles, and Y/N gulps. Fuck, this man is attractive, and he knows it. And he probably knows that she knows it too, given how he’s looking at her. Nothing can come of this, though. She’s here to do a job and for her music, not to fall in love. Especially after everything that’s happened in her love life, and especially not with a band guy like Bucky Barnes. 

“Come on, let’s start planning.” Tony orders. As the group takes their seats, Bucky sits right across from her, still smiling. Still staring at her. Y/N’s breath hitches in her throat.

She can already tell…he’s got trouble written all over him.

The next few months of interviews, photoshoots and practice sessions whizz by in a blur. In seemingly no time at all, it’s time for Y/N to go on tour. She looks up at the tour buses, her stomach churning with both excitement and her nerves. 

Is it too early to go home?

“Hey! You made it!” a voice calls. And there go her escape plans.

“Hey Eddie. Do you know where I’m supposed to be staying? Am I with you guys on your bus?" she asks. Eddie is one of the band’s merch guys, and since meeting, the pair gelled right away, something which Y/N is immensely grateful for. Of course, she’s glad she and the band are getting on so well, but it’s nice to have a friend who isn’t in a band, someone she can just talk to about anything. In all honesty, Y/N’s still nervous around the band. They’re lovely, but she’s star-struck and hopelessly awkward whenever she’s with them, which isn’t a good thing when you’re trying to make friends. 

To her confusion, though, Eddie chuckles. “Sorry Y/N, but you’re not with us.” He gestures his head to the other bus. “The musicians are all in there.” Y/N gulps. This isn’t what she expected. She feels like a fish out of water, even now. Like she doesn’t belong. She’s just an opener, a nobody.

“But-” 

“Yes, that means you too.” Eddie cuts her off. “And we’re full.” He continues before she can say anything more. “On you go.” When she doesn’t move, he gently nudges her forward, towards the door of the bus. “You better be fast and get a good bunk!” He calls after her as she nervously steps on board. 

As she makes her way to the bunk area, clutching her bag close to her chest, Y/N looks around the bus, her home for the next few weeks. Its kitchenette is even bigger than her kitchen at home. Actually, this whole bus is bigger than her apartment. Earlier this year, she could only dream of standing on a bus like this, yet alone living here. This is definitely going to take some getting used to. 

“Hey guys.” She smiles when she reaches the bunks. They all smile when they see her, each welcoming her to her new home, which makes her feel a little less nervous. “So, which bunk is mine?” 

“You’re up here, above me.” Bucky answers. Y/N’s eyes widen, and immediately, her nervousness is back. Bucky? She’s sleeping in close proximity to Bucky? The same drummer who’s been on her mind ever since she met him, despite her attempts to block him out? How can this possibly go wrong? “I hope that’s okay. If you’d rather have the bottom one, just say.” He reassures her. Despite her nerves, Bucky’s commitment to making sure she’s okay and comfortable makes her smile. 

“No, the top one is totally fine. Thanks Bucky.” She nods, trying to throw her bag onto the bed, but unable to reach.

“Let me help you with that.” Bucky chuckles. 

“Are you sure? I’m okay Bucky, it’s-” But the bag falls to the floor before she can finish her sentence. Bucky laughs again. Yet it’s not a mocking laugh. It’s a friendly laugh, actually. “Okay, maybe I do need help.” Bucky picks up her bag, lifting it over her head and onto the bunk with ease. As he does, she immediately notices his proximity to her. He’s so close that he’s almost trapping her between the bunks. So close she could reach out and run her finger along every single outline of each of Bucky’s tattoos, touch every freckle and birthmark dotting his skin. Y/N gasps. She never realised how muscular he was at first. “Thanks.” She smiles.

“You’re welcome.” He nods. For a moment, it’s as if it’s just them two on the bus, in their own little universe, each staring into the other’s eyes. But then, a little voice sounds in Y/N’s head.

“Don’t get with band dudes. They’re no good. And they’re the last thing you need, especially now.” And so, she pulls away. As she does, she registers Bucky’s smile faltering slightly. “So, what are the beds like? Are they comfy?” She asks, climbing up to her bunk, hoping to change the subject. 

“Yeah, they’re alright.” Bucky replies, his voice mumbled slightly. As she lays down, Bucky’s smile fading and his slight disappointment replays in her mind. His disappointment confuses her.

This is for her own good.

For both of their own good.

So why does she feel so bad about it?

Early the next morning, Y/N sits alone at the small table in the bus’ kitchenette, staring out at the window and watching the world go by. A steaming mug of coffee sits opposite her. Unsurprisingly, her nerves meant she didn’t sleep well the night before. Especially since tomorrow marks the first night of the tour, and her first time performing for people who aren’t the regulars at her local bar.

“Hey.” A familiar voice speaks, pulling her out of her thoughts as Bucky sits opposite her. Y/N rubs her eyes, mumbling a good morning. “You good? Wasn’t expecting anyone else to be up so early.” He remarks. She waits, a part of her expecting a cheeky or sarcastic comment to follow. However, there’s no malice in Bucky’s comment. In fact, it’s far from cruel. It’s from a place of concern, making sure she’s alright after having her world changed practically overnight. And Y/N appreciates it more than he’ll ever know.

“Yeah, I’m okay.” Y/N murmurs, wiping at her eyes. “Just homesick, that’s all. I’m not used to being away from home on tour yet. I mostly just stick to playing local bars.” It’s not exactly a lie. Sure, it’s not the main reason she’s sitting here teary eyed at not even 8.30am, but it’s still part of it. Bucky’s brow furrows. A part of her expects him to judge her, or to laugh at her for being so inexperienced. Like she’s used to people doing. Well…like she’s used to Dylan doing. Or worse, he’ll start prying. Something she absolutely isn’t ready for. However, Bucky simply nods. 

“Yeah, I get that. It took us all a while to get used to it, too. But don’t worry, you’re doing great, and you’re definitely good enough to be on tour.” And for the first time that morning, Y/N finds herself smiling. 

“So, now we’ve established why I’m here so early in the morning, can I ask why you are?” 

“Well, I’ve always been a bit of an early bird, and when you share a bus with three other people, some of whom snore….” He trails off, and he and Y/N laugh. “I usually take this time to write some music, but it’s nice to have some new company for once.”

“Have you been working on anything special?” Bucky shrugs.

“Just some things here and there. Maybe we could plan a writing session.” 

“Just us?” Y/N regrets the question almost immediately. Because who does that? Who asks a cute guy who talks about hanging out with you if his friends will tag along too?

“If you want.” Bucky smiles, and something in Y/N’s stomach flutters. “Okay, I’m gonna get some breakfast.” Bucky announces, getting up. “Do you want some?”

“Sure, what have you got?”

“We have…cereal or cereal.” He offers, holding up two boxes. Y/N laughs.

“Wow, what varied choices. I think I’ll have cereal, please.” Y/N points out the box she wants, and Bucky nods.

“A wise choice.” Y/N giggles again, and he grins. He passes over a bowl and sits back down. The pair chat as they eat their breakfast, laughing at each other’s jokes. Y/N can feel her heart beating like crazy. She never imagined she would be here, doing simple things like eating breakfast with a rockstar, or that they’d get along so well. Especially so soon after having her heart broken. It’s an unfamiliar experience…but it’s a nice, comfortable one all the same. 

As the morning goes on, the rest of the band slowly make their way towards them, and the bus fills with laughter and chatter. Bucky drums a rhythm on the table, and once again Y/N finds herself smiling as she watches him play, and as the others all sing along. Yet, despite how much fun she’s having at that moment, all she can think about is when this tour will be over, and how, when it ends, she’s going to be heartbroken and alone all over again. And she can’t handle that pain. Not again.

She has to limit the risk of heartbreak, wherever possible. 

The next night, Y/N paces around the green room, nervously murmuring to herself. “I can’t do this. I can’t do this. Oh god, they’re gonna hate me.” She wrings her hands together. “Is it too late to go home?”

“Hey, it’s alright Y/N. Calm down. Take deep breaths.” Sam encourages. 

“Yeah, you’ll be fine! You’ve practised more than enough for this. We were nervous our first time too.” Natasha continues, and the others nod. Yet, Y/N shakes her head.

“No. I won’t. It’s a huge crowd, and I’m not good enough.” A figure stands in front of her, gently taking her arms.

“Y/N.” Bucky. “I promise you, you are good enough for this. After all, that’s why we brought you on tour with us, right, guys?” A chorus of agreement fills the room, alleviating her worry slightly. 

“What if they hate me, though?”

“Nobody’s going to hate you. Did you see the reaction we got when we announced you? Everyone is so excited, and you’re going to go out there and kill it, just like you did in rehearsal.” Seeing that she’s still nervous, Bucky leans in slightly closer. “When you’re out there, imagine you’re performing just for us, like before. Think you can do that?” He asks.

“I guess….” She murmurs, and Bucky smiles. 

“Good girl. Want us to walk down to the stage with you?” He asks, and she nods. When the time comes, the band does exactly that, reassuring her the whole way there. As she waits for the song before she goes out to finish, Y/N takes deep breaths. She registers someone squeezing her hand, and Bucky whispers in her ear. “Don’t worry. Just like you practised. We’ll be right here, watching.” Y/N nods.

And then, it’s time, and Y/N steps onto the stage. Immediately, she launches into her first song. To her surprise, most of the crowd seems to know it, and she can see the people in the first few rows singing along and dancing. Even those who don’t know her look like they’re having a good time. And the same things happen with the second song. And the next song. The crowd seems to love her. 

After a few songs, Y/N takes a minute to have a drink.

“Hey guys! I’m Y/N.” The crowd cheers, and she can’t help but smile. “Some of you may know this, but this is my first actual show on an actual tour, and what a fucking amazing crowd and band to start my tour life with!” More cheers. “So thank you all, but especially thank you to The End of the Line!” She glances to the side of the stage, catching the eyes of the band. All four grin, giving her a thumbs up. Y/N smiles proudly. “This next song is called Crimson. Sing along if you know it.”

Y/N’s set goes by both quicker and better than she expected. As she gets closer to the end of her set, the band leaves to finish getting ready for their own set. However, Y/N doesn’t mind. She already feels more confident than she did at the beginning. As she finishes up her last song, she calls out: “Thank you all so fucking much! I’m gonna be hanging out at the merch table over there for a bit if you wanna come say hi or tell me I was shit. Fuck it, you guys bought the tickets.” She giggles. “Goodnight!”

When she makes it to the merch stand, Eddie hands her a beer, which she almost downs. “Damn girl.” Eddie praises. “That was fucking awesome!”

“You think?”

“Uh, yeah! The crowd loved you. We’ve sold a bunch of your merch already.” She gasps.

“You’re kidding.” He shakes his head, gesturing to something behind her. Y/N turns around to see some girls standing there, staring at her all wide eyed. “Oh sorry. Am I in your way for merch? Just tell me to move. It’s okay.”

“You were amazing! I love your music so much.” One of them grins, holding out her ticket and a sharpie. “Can you sign my ticket, please?” Y/N’s mouth drops open. She wasn’t actually expecting people to want to meet her.

“And mine!” The others chorus.

“T-Thanks!” Still slightly in shock, Y/N nods, signing each ticket and taking pictures with each of them. Soon, a few more fans come to see her, and still amazed, Y/N repeats the cycle. This is her first ever meet and greet, the first time people actually like her.

“Have a good night!” She calls as they go back towards the crowd. “Did that just happen, or am I fucking dreaming?!” she asks Eddie, who laughs.

“I told you. They love you.”

During The End Of The Line’s set, Y/N stands side stage watching them, smiling and singing along to every song as the crowd laps it up, screaming every word back to them. They’re such incredible performers. Maybe one day, that’ll be her, selling out venues across the country. She glances out on the stage, watching as the band plays. Natasha jumps around, her red hair swinging around wildly. Sam and Steve lean against each other as they play their guitars, smiling and joking with each other. And then, she sees Bucky, drumming furiously, his arms moving rapidly. He throws his hands up into the air, twirling his drumsticks between his fingers. Once the song ends, he runs his hand through his hair, strands sticking to his sweaty forehead. Breathlessly, he smiles, mouthing a thank you to the crowd. Y/N feels her breath hitching in her throat. He looks so gorgeous, a true rockstar. 

In an ideal world, one where she and her love life aren’t so broken, they’d probably be together. But there’s no way that can happen. She can see how the girls in the crowd look at him and the others. If he has the pick of any girl he wants, why would he ever go for her?

After all, she’s just an opener. Feeling her heart sinking, Y/N sighs sadly. With one last look at Bucky, she turns and walks back to the green room.

After their set, the band comes back to the green room. To her surprise, though, they’re not talking about their set…they’re talking about hers. “I knew it! You were perfect!” Natasha squeals. “We’re so proud of you!”

“And Eddie told us about your meet and greet. The fans love you.” Sam praises. Before Y/N can say anything, the band envelopes her in a group hug. The overwhelming love and support shown to her throughout the night suddenly reaches a head. Immediately, tears come to her eyes, and soon, Y/N begins crying.

“Oh god, sorry was it too much? We can be a lot, so if you’re uncomfortable, just tell us, sweetheart.”

“No! I’m just…not used to all this, to being shown so much support all at once.” She murmurs, and a chorus of “awww!” fills the room.

“Trust us.” Natasha smiles. “You deserve it.”

“Welcome to touring life Y/N! As a celebration, I say we go get food. My treat.” Steve grins.

“Wow, you’re paying? That’s new. You should savour this experience Y/N.” Sam teases, and the group dissolves into laughter. As she looks around at the band, her new friends who changed her life, Y/N smiles, already feeling her anxieties beginning to melt away slightly.

“Come on then. Let’s go.”

“That was so good. And it tasted even better since I didn’t pay.” Sam grins, and Y/N laughs. 

“Shove off. It’s your turn next time.” Steve replies. As Sam, Steve and Natasha walk on ahead, Bucky falls into step beside her. Right away, she can feel her heart rate beginning to increase.

“I’ve eaten so much, I’m surprised I’m still able to walk.” She murmurs, and Bucky laughs. 

“Yeah, I feel that. We go there every time we’re here, and every time I eat too much too. Join the club.” Y/N looks up, glancing at the stars. She used to wish on them every night, hoping someone would discover her, and that she might actually have a shot at making music, the thing she loves, her job. And now, here she is. Maybe dreams come true after all. “So.” Bucky begins, drawing her focus back to him. “Is there anywhere on this tour you’re most excited to go to?” 

“I don’t really know. In all honesty, this whole thing and getting to tour the country is still mind blowing to me. I’m happy to go anywhere.” Smiling, Bucky nods. 

“Yeah, I was the same when we first started out. You’ll still pinch yourself, even when you get as famous as us. And I have every faith you’ll get there.” Y/N gasps. It’s strange, how he’s so much more famous than her, and yet he still talks to her and treats her like he’s his equal. He really is one of the kindest people she knows. Her stomach twists in knots. And that’s going to make leaving him even more difficult. “I’m most excited to be back in New York, though. Even though I moved away, hometown shows are always the best.”

“You’re from New York too? Same!” Bucky smiles. Her eyes trace along Bucky’s jawline, illuminated by the streetlights. He looks so beautiful. She feels Bucky’s hand brushing against hers, and her heart rate increases.

If dreams do come true...she has an idea for a new one.

“Really? That’s awesome. You know, there’s a really great Italian restaurant I go to all the time whenever I’m there. Maybe we could go.” Y/N suppresses a laugh. She’d love that more than anything, but deep down, she knows he doesn’t really mean it. It’s just him trying to be nice. He’ll forget about her when all of this is over. They all will. And she can’t even blame them for it. Sighing, she nods.

“Yeah. That’d be nice.” 

As the tour continues, Y/N’s confidence continues to grow. Each night, she becomes more and more excited to go on stage. And in turn, she becomes more confident around the band, and spends more time with them, whether it’s writing songs together, shopping with Natasha, or hanging out with Sam and Steve. Basically, her touring life is perfect…aside from one little thorn in her side.

Bucky Barnes.

It’s not that Bucky has been horrible to her, not at all. In fact, he’s been the same kind and welcoming person he’s always been. That’s the problem. He’s so kind that it’s hard to not get close to him, or to want to spend time with him. Especially since she can already feel herself falling deeper in love with him with every passing day. Each time she has to pull away, Y/N feels terrible. 

“So.” Natasha smirks one day whilst they’re out shopping. “When are you gonna put that poor boy out of his misery?” When Y/N raises a brow, Natasha rolls her eyes. “Don’t pretend like you don’t know what I mean! Bucky is so clearly whipped for you, and you’re obviously into him. I can see it all over you.” She grins. Y/N gulps. Despite how happy she is to know that Bucky might feel the same way about her, this is the last thing she wanted to happen. 

“Nothing is going to happen Nat. And you don’t even know if that’s true.” She points out. Natasha says something in reply, but Y/N doesn’t hear it. All she can think about is how big of a problem this is, and how she’s going to have to break Bucky’s heart even more. Of course, the idea of just telling him the truth and admitting her feelings has crossed her mind a few times. Yet, despite how much she wants to do that, and to stop letting her fear and Dylan ruin her new chance at happiness…she’s too afraid to admit the truth, and to drag Bucky into her mess. Or to lose him, and be heartbroken all over again. And this time, it’ll hurt even more than it did with Dylan.

As soon as they get back, Y/N enters the bus, shutting the door behind them. She climbs into her bunk. Angrily throwing the pillow across her bunk, Y/N grabs her phone. Hopefully, scrolling through social media will make her feel better. And at first, it works as posts from her fans fill her feed. She likes and comments on a few, continuing to scroll. As Y/N reads their words, a smile grows on her face. She’s so lucky to have her fans and their support. But then, another post appears. One of her ex and her ex-best friend. Immediately, her heart sinks. They’re still together, smiling like nothing happened, acting like they haven’t left a trail of destruction in their wake and ruined her life. She’s sitting here, terrified of getting too close to Bucky and the others in case she gets hurt like that again. And the people who did it to her in the first place don't even care. They never did.

Angrily, Y/N grips her blanket, grabbing her songwriting notebook and opening it.

It’s about time she lets out her emotions.

“Is Y/N okay?” Sam asks the next morning, after they arrive in New York. “I didn’t see much of her last night, and she shut herself away as soon as we got to the venue.” Bucky furrows his brow, concern flooding his features. Y/N barely spoke to anyone, only a few words here and there. Natasha shrugs.

“She said she’s busy writing, and she doesn’t want to be disturbed. I guess we’ll find out when her new song comes out.” That makes Bucky even more concerned. He knows all about being in a deeply focused, creative headspace, and how you don’t want to speak to anyone until it’s done. But he also knows how bad it can be when you shut yourself away for so long, especially when she already looks so upset. He’ll have to check on her when he gets the chance.

Yet, the next time he sees Y/N is when she’s getting ready to go on and is in a rush. 

“Are you sure you’re alright? We were worried about you.” He asks, watching as she runs around the room, spraying hairspray and perfume everywhere. 

“Yeah, I’m good. Much better.” She insists, reapplying her lipstick in the mirror and giving herself one last check over. “Right, I gotta go. Talk soon, yeah?”

“But-” Bucky begins, cut off by Y/N placing her hand on his arm.

“Bucky, trust me. I’m okay. Bye!” And then she’s gone, leaving the scent of perfume in her wake. Despite his concern, Bucky chuckles. She sure is something. Tonight, she looks like an angel, glitter covering her lids and outfit. She looks beautiful. But she always does. This entire tour, he’s been trying to find the guts to tell her the truth about how he feels, with no luck. And the way she always turns him down or pulls away at the last second makes him think she doesn’t feel the same. Turning, Bucky follows her down towards the stage. 

Although, if she doesn’t feel the same way, he’d understand. When he gets to the side stage, Y/N is already on, in the middle of her first song. Bucky watches her as she works through her first few songs, smiling. The way she controls and interacts with the crowd is incredible, much better than he could ever do.

“Well, hello New York!” Y/N shouts into the mic, the ending of her sentence being drowned out by screams and cheers. “You guys are fucking awesome. Thank you so much!” Another round of cheering sounds, and Y/N grins, the lighting illuminating her teeth and the glitter she’s wearing. Bucky watches, smiling. “Are you guys excited for The End of The Line?” The crowd goes wild again, and Y/N laughs. “That was probably a stupid question.”

“I wanna try something new with you guys, if that’s okay.” She continues, and Bucky raises a brow. “But it means I have to tell you a story too…. Oh, I can see complete excitement on your faces, so I won’t talk too long then.” She jokes, laughing. And then, Bucky realises he’s laughing too. “So a few months ago, just before The End of The Line invited me on their tour, my boyfriend dumped me over text.” The crowd immediately starts booing, whilst Bucky raises an eyebrow. She never mentioned this. “I know! But unfortunately, it’s not just that, New York. He told me he was dumping me for one of my best friends. The same friend he was cheating on me with for the last few months of our relationship. Apparently, me playing shows was too much for him to handle, and I’d never be famous, so he had to think of his future with a girl who ‘knows what she’s doing, instead of just a bar singer’ like me.” The boos intensify, and Y/N nods, clutching a hand to her chest. “I know! At first, I let his words get to me. Look at me now, though!” The crowd cheers, and Y/N grins. “So, I put all my pain and anger into a song, and I’d like to perform it for the first time for you guys. Is that cool with you?!” The crowd goes wild, and Y/N grins, tuning her guitar. “Okay, okay! I hear you loud and clear. If you’ve ever had to deal with a shitty person in your life, I hope this song speaks to you as much as it does to me…and that you tell them to go fuck themselves.” She smirks, and Bucky laughs. “This song is called Letting You Down.” 

As the song plays, Y/N sings with more passion and fury than Bucky has ever seen. She controls the crowd masterfully, having them hanging onto every word she sings. For only just starting out, she really is a natural. Yet, her admission replays through his mind. Hearing how poorly she was treated infuriates him. Y/N’s such a talented and good-hearted person, and she doesn’t deserve that. Her ex obviously has no idea what he’s talking about. Although going through all that may explain why she’s been pulling away from him so much, and so nervous about being on tour. Y/N needs to know how talented and loved she is. And if she doesn’t, he’ll tell her every day.  

After Y/N’s set, Bucky waits in the green room for her. When she walks in and sees Bucky sitting there, her eyes widen. “Aren’t you meant to be on stage in like five minutes?” She frowns. Bucky shakes his head.

“That’s not important right now. I need to talk to you.” Her face falls.

“You heard, didn’t you?” He hates how small and ashamed her voice sounds, like he’d be mad at her for admitting the truth. Bucky nods, stepping closer.

“I did, listen Y/N, I-”

“Buck, come on, we have to go!” Steve calls, poking his head through the door. Bucky doesn’t even care. He just wants to be with Y/N. “Buck!” Steve repeats.

“You need to go!” Y/N insists.

“But-”

“Bucky. Go. I’ll talk to you later, okay?” She promises, gently pushing him towards the door.

Throughout the entirety of their set, all Bucky can do is think of Y/N, and the things he needs to say to her. Things he’s wanted to say to her from the beginning. The second their set is finished, Bucky runs backstage. Y/N sits in the green room, anxiously fiddling with her thumbs. 

“Y/N.” He smiles, breathless. She looks up at him, her face falling. Bucky’s heart sinks. He hates seeing her so upset. “Can I sit?” She nods. “Y/N, I-”

“Look Bucky.” She sighs, finally cutting him off. “You’re incredibly sweet and all, but I just can’t commit to a relationship right now.” She sighs. “You heard the story about my heartbreak, right?” He nods. “Well, I can’t put myself through that pain again. I can’t give my all to somebody and receive nothing in return, I’m sorry.”

“Y/N, he sounds like a dick. And I promise you, not everyone is like that.” 

“It’s not just that.” She murmurs, staring down at the ground. “I know you’re a good person, Bucky. Fuck, I see it in you every day. You’re one of the sweetest guys I know, and I don’t want to think you’d ever hurt me like that. That’s why I’ve been pulling away from you, so neither of us get hurt. Yet, I hurt us both. Honestly, I think I’ve been in love with you ever since we met, and I do want to be with you. But what happens when this tour is over? When the fairytale is over, and we go back to our normal lives, whatever they are now? Sure, we’re musicians, but we come from two totally different worlds. And I don’t fit into your world.” She sighs. Bucky raises a brow, shuffling closer towards her. “Maybe Dylan’s right. Maybe I am just a bar singer.” Bucky gets up from his seat, kneeling in front of her. He takes her hands in his, rubbing his thumbs along her knuckles.

“Y/N. You are one of the most beautiful and talented people I’ve ever met. We could only dream of being able to control and entertain a crowd like you can. Especially tonight!” He insists. “And besides, there’s nothing wrong with being a bar singer, especially when they’re as good as you. Your ex has no idea what the fuck he’s talking about.” As she gazes into Bucky’s eyes, Y/N feels tears building in her own. 

“I want to be with you more than anything. I just can’t. I can’t risk being hurt again.” She whispers. Bucky feels his heart breaking, but he knows he can’t force her to do anything. And so, he nods.

Suddenly, the door opens, and Natasha pops her head in. At first, Bucky expects her to say something about how they’re going out for dinner or something. Yet, as soon as she sees the serious look on Natasha’s face, Y/N frowns. “Nat? What’s going on?”

“Y/N, there’s someone here to see you. He insists he knows you, and even tried to bribe our door staff to let him into the venue. Says he won’t go until you hear him out.” Immediately, Bucky tenses from beside her, and Y/N’s stomach drops. 

“Did he leave a name?” But she knows who it is before Natasha even confirms it.

“It’s Dylan.” Her entire body goes stiff. It feels like someone dumped a whole bucket of ice cold water all over her, plunging her into a horrible nightmare. 

“Wait, Dylan as in ‘Letting You Down’ Dylan? Your ex who treated you like shit?” Bucky asks, and Y/N nods, still numb. “Where is he?”

“He’s in the dressing room. The guys just shoved him in there.” 

“Oh, fuck.” Y/N hisses, already beginning to feel herself hyperventilate. 

“Y/N, we can tell him to go.” Bucky offers. To his surprise, Y/N shakes her head.

“No. I need to do this. I need to tell him myself.” She gulps. Bucky can tell she’s absolutely terrified. “I might need some moral support, though.” She admits, her eyes glancing down at the floor. Bucky finds her hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

“Of course.” He whispers.

When Y/N and the rest of the band enter the room, Dylan turns around. As soon as he sees Y/N, he grins. Immediately, Bucky hates him. His grin looks smug, and the way he looks at Y/N makes him feel sick. If he could, he’d punch that asshole right in his smug fucking face.

“What the hell are you doing here?” She gasps.

“Wow, I just didn’t realise you were serious about this whole thing!” Dylan muses, looking around the room. “When I saw you online and on TV, I knew I had to come see you…and talk about what happened. Tell you what, why don’t we go get some drinks or some dinner, and we can just…talk it out?” Dylan whispers, reaching out to stroke her arm. The same way he used to when he was trying to get back on her good side, hoping she’d ignore all the cruel things he’d say about her and her career. Reflexively, Y/N steps back, away from him.

“Oh, so you only care about her once she’s getting more attention?” Bucky demands, earning a sharp jab in the ribs from Natasha.

“Bucky.” she hisses.

“What? He doesn’t give a shit about her or her career at first, but when he sees how popular she is and how he’s probably being blasted all over social media for rightfully being called out, he suddenly cares?” Dylan scoffs, rolling his eyes. 

“Buddy, this doesn’t concern you.” Y/N’s heart sinks. Bucky’s right. Dylan doesn’t care about her at all. He’s only here to save his ass.

“Actually, it concerns all of us, buddy. We’re her friends, and we actually give a shit about her, unlike you.” Bucky snaps back.

“Can we have some alone time now?” Dylan asks, his eyes narrowing as he looks at Bucky. For a moment, Y/N almost says yes, wanting to just get rid of him as soon as possible with no further trouble. That is, however, until she glances back, ready to tell the band to do as he asks. The entire band looks pissed off, but Bucky is seething. He stands with his arms folded as he glares at Dylan. They’re the ones who care about her and her career. Not Dylan. And then, Y/N realises what she has to do. 

“No. They stay.” She states. Dylan’s brows furrow. 

“But Y/N, sweetie-”

“Don’t call me that. You lost the right to call me that a long time ago. And you have no right to come here unannounced and start making demands, especially after what you did. I want them here, so they’re staying.” She folds her arms. “Now. What do you want?” When he sees he isn’t getting his way, Dylan splutters.

“I just don’t see why you had to make such a big deal out of it, that’s all! And besides, I was just thinking about calling you before I heard the song, anyway. It would be nice to talk again.”

“Oh, you were, were you? Well, you sure have impeccable timing, don’t you? And besides, I know that’s a lie because as far as I know, you were with your girlfriend last night. Have you told her you want to start talking to me again?” 

“Y/N, come on, don’t be like that. I’m trying to apologise. You always were so dramatic. It’s obvious I didn’t mean everything I said.”

“And yet ‘sorry’ isn’t the first word that came out of your mouth.” She hears sniggering in the background, which only spurs her on further. “And it’s not being dramatic. It’s called standing up for yourself and realising that you’ve treated me like shit for as long as I can remember, and I’m tired of it. If you think I’m coming back to you so you can do it again, you’re dumber than I thought you were. So, you can take your apology and shove it up your ass.” Dylan’s eyes widen, and he splutters again. In a way, it’s funny seeing the man who treated her like shit be unable to handle her sticking up for herself. “Now, go.”

“I’d advise you listen to her and fuck off before we call security. Trust us, you don’t want that.” Sam warns. Dylan tries to argue back, but when he sees he isn’t getting anywhere, he groans, beginning to leave.

“Bitch.” He murmurs as he walks by. Bucky, Sam and Steve follow him out, making sure he leaves while Natasha stays with Y/N. 

“That was incredible! You really gave that asshole what he deserved.” She grins. Y/N doesn’t feel incredible though. In fact, she feels like shit. After being on such a high from the concert and finally letting her emotions out in song, suddenly being confronted with Dylan and being reminded of just how little he cares about her is breaking her all over again. Her bottom lip trembles and her vision blurs. Shit.

“I’m sorry Nat, I-I have to go. I’ll be on the bus if you need me. I just. I need to be alone.” She stammers, her words coming out in a rush. She doesn’t even give Natasha time to reply before she hurriedly leaves the venue and climbs back onto the bus, crawling into her bunk and huddling into the corner. As soon as she knows it’s safe, her tears are unleashed, and she shakes as tears stream down her cheeks. She wraps her blanket around her, hoping it hides her from the world.

Y/N lays there for what feels like hours until the door to the bus opens again. “Who is it?” She calls, her voice croaky. 

“It’s just me.” Bucky replies. As soon as she hears his voice, it feels like a weight has been lifted off of Y/N’s shoulders, and she lets out a breath of relief. “I know you said you want to be alone, but we just want to make sure that you’re okay.” She turns around, looking into the pair of blue eyes she knows so well. The pair belonging to the man she loves. When he sees her tear-stained face, Bucky sighs. “Oh, Y/N.” She holds out her arms, and without another word, Bucky climbs in beside her, wrapping his tattooed arms around her still shaking form. 

He lets her cry into his chest for as long as she needs, rubbing her back and whispering comforting words into her ear. “It’s okay. He’s gone. We got rid of him.”

“I’m sorry.” She hiccups. Bucky looks down at her, frowning.

“Y/N, you have nothing to be sorry for.” Yet, she sniffles, nodding.

“I do. I care about you so much. You’re so kind to me, and I’d love to be with you. In all honesty, it’s all I’ve ever wanted. But I ruined everything between us because of him.”

“You haven’t ruined anything, sweetheart.” Bucky soothes. “You’ve been through a lot, and nobody would judge you for being wary about dating again.” He kisses her head, his stubble lightly grazing her skin. Y/N feels that same flutter in her stomach again, this time amplified. He finds her hand again, intertwining his calloused fingers with hers once more. He brings her hand to his lips, kissing it softly. “It’s going to be big and scary, but we can take things as slow as you want. All I want is for you to be happy and comfortable.” And as she looks back up at him, Y/N realises that he’s right. Maybe she shouldn’t be scared, and actually let herself be happy again, with someone like Bucky.

“Okay.” She nods. Bucky smiles, softly kissing her on the lips. 

“How about I take you out tomorrow? Properly.”

“Where do you wanna go?” Bucky smiles, chuckling slightly.

“Well, we’re in New York, aren’t we? Like I said…I know a restaurant.”

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Hello and welcome to Woodstone Manor - I have been here since the beginning, this house growing up in my shadow. A majestic mighty tree that has stood the test of

Nah this is weird...I'm Jay Arondekar and this is all just a simulation. Because video games are awesome and so is this ability my wife, Sam has. She can see ghosts!

She inherited this house from her Great Aunt and after falling down the stairs and kind of dying for a bit - she got better! - she can see actually see and hear ghosts.

There's 8 of them haunting here (well...not exactly, but more on that later)

This is them! Well, almost all of them... From left to right - Trevor aka "No Pants" (fortunately this game doesn't let Sims go pantsless, but he absolutely insisted on me putting him in tiny underpants after this...weirdo.) He's a finance bro from 2000 - he worked at Lehman Brothers (yeah those guys), despite this he's not as shitty as you'd think.

Then there's Sasappis, he goes by Sass (a well deserved nickname my wife tells me), he's a Lanape who's tribe used to live on the land here and he died back in the 1500s. Despite that he really loves TV.

Next to him is Flower - and you can totally guess where she's from right? The 1960s. She died on the property after trying to hug a bear, drugs were involved. She's cool though, if a bit spacey.

The guy next to her is an honest to God Viking from like the year 1000. Did you know there were Vikings in New York?! I did not so this was pretty epic to find out. According to my wife the good news about Thorfinn aka Thor - he's learnt to speak English, the bad news - he talks a lot about murdering and pillaging, also cod, salmon...any fish really.

And your eyes do not deceive you, next to Thor is a soldier from the Revolutionary War - Captain Isaac Higgintoot, who you can learn all about by reading my wife's recently released book on him The Forgotten Founding Father: The Isaac Higgintoot Story - available from all good bookstores! He died from dysentery, but we don't talk about that

The guy in front who looks like boy scout, is not a boy scout, he's Pete, Pine Cone Troop Leader and awesome travel agent (kids ask your parents about that), he's from the 80s, loves D&D, basketball.

And in the back wearing the eyecatching red, is Alberta who you may have heard about from the monthly Murder at the Manor?! podcast hosted by my wife and Todd Pearlman complete and a total loon who has one of Alberta's toenails and wants to clone her she was a raising star in the Jazz Age and her loss is utter tragedy for the music world.

And this is Henrietta "Hetty" Woodstone aka the owner of Woodstone Manor - well, that would actually be my wife, since Hetty is a ghost, but yeah. She wanted a screengrab of just her because as the owner of Woodstone she deserves it. She and her asshole (we're not striking that out? No? OK) husband/cousin, Elias - Mill Owners and Robber Barons built Woodstone in the 1850s. Apparently, there was a house on it when they started, but they made it the place it is today.

Here's the ground floor layout, there's a Ballroom, a Library, a Music Room and a Games Room. So yeah, the Woodstone's were rolling in it!

The first floor, where the bedrooms are, there's actually 9 of them - well 8 if you don't include the Owner's Suite, or 6 if you take out the ghosts' bedrooms (why do ghosts need their own bedrooms? Because getting walked through hurts. They bunk up, Thor and Trevor share the Private Living Room so that means only 3 bedrooms are out of commission. Although the one marked "Spruce" isn't actually available yet because of a terrible mould issue so there's actually 5 guest rooms at the B&B in real life. But for the purposes of the game here, each Ghost gets their own room, again! They're pretty jealous of their simselves to be honest.

We have a basement with an actual secret Vault in it! Sadly, the visions I had a piles of gold ala Scrooge McDuck did not come to be. But you can drink wine down there now, it's accessed by a secret room and passageway. Where exactly is the secret door? You'll have to visit us to find out!

There's also a whole group of ghosts in the hot water heater room that died of Cholera, my wife says be glad you can't see them.

And finally the attic, you don't wanna go up there, it's full of old stuff including metal things that are probably a tetanus hazard. Also there's a ghost of a teenage girl up there, she got murdered on her way to prom in the late 80s and she's pretty pissed about it. Which is totally understandable, although she's also a huge mean girl and that sucks.

So now you have a bit of background! Tune in next time to see how the Ghosts settle in and their excitement at actually being able to leave the Manor grounds! (Did you know Ghosts are bound to the places they haunt? Turns out they are...which is why my wife and I have to put up with them)

[sinceileftyoublog]

Courtney Barnett, Bob Mould, & Squirrel Flower Live Review: 7/26, Illinois Science & Technology Park Field, Skokie

Courtney Barnett

BY JORDAN MAINZER

The three artists who played the inaugural night of Out of Space Skokie at its temporary new location took advantage of the open space's clear sound and turned up the fuzz.

Headliner Courtney Barnett, three years removed from her third studio album Things Take Time, Take Time (Mom+Pop), made even that album's understated songs come alive, live. Backed by bassist Thomy Sloane and drummer Stella Mozgawa (of Warpaint, and co-producer of Things Take Time), Barnett elevated sad sack jam "Rae Street", the motorik "Turning Green", the wiry "Before You Gotta Go", and jangly single "Write a List of Things to Look Forward To", emphasizing sounds and lyrics performed and delivered much more subtly on record. "Time is money, and money is no man's friend," she sang on set opener "Rae Street", as if to contextualize the drawn-out nature of some of her back catalog highlights: the wandering "Avant Gardener", bluesy dirge "Small Poppies", and driving bass-led "City Looks Pretty". Vocally, Barnett's screamed rasp was as gravel-throated as ever, a perfect contrast to her droll sprechgesang, confirming the status of "Pedestrian at Best" as a justified shout-along.

Barnett

Stella Mozgawa

Barnett

Thomy Sloane

Yet, true to Barnett's penchant for storytelling, the anthem of the night was also the slowest song, perhaps her best: the prescient "Depreston". At once a treatise on gentrification, mortality, and time itself, it's the type of song that stops you in your tracks when you realize you're singing back at Barnett, "If you've got a spare half a million / You could knock it down and start rebuildin'," occupying the persona of the grimy real estate agent viewing what was someone's home as a pure capital good. I suppose, after all, the ease at which we sing the song is a tribute to Barnett's empathy, evidence that those of us who participate in the same society with the same set of restrictive rules, have the potential for good and evil. Or maybe it's just a catchy melody.

Barnett

Barnett & Mozgawa

Bob Mould

Bob Mould, meanwhile, performed solo, but electric, and the set was basically the answer to the question, "What would it sound like if you took away bassist Jason Narducy and drummer Jon Wurster from a normal Bob Mould band set?" Indeed, Mould played at the same breakneck pace as always, running around the stage during solos as if he was hyping up his invisible band. The warmth of his vocals was discernible even beside his distorted guitar tones, whether burning through a Hüsker Dü song or solo material (my one gripe from the setlist: only one Sugar song, the chintzy classic "Hoover Dam"). "Out of Space...out of breath!" Mould proclaimed in triumph after finishing "Siberian Butterfly", nonetheless a reminder to himself to keep on going even when you're the one doing all the work.

Mould

Mould

Squirrel Flower

Local artist Squirrel Flower, the project of singer-songwriter Ella O'Connor Williams, opened up the night, playing what she said may be her last show in Chicago for a while. For one, drummer Jacob Getzoff is going to nursing school, an announcement that garnered rapturous applause from the crowd. Moreover, ever prolific, Williams shared she hopes to take a break from playing live and write and record, despite having released her most recent and best album Tomorrow's Fire (Polyvinyl) less than a year ago. I'm glad I got to catch Squirrel Flower now, then, each song from Tomorrow's Fire leveled up, the slowcore "Almost Pulled Away" becoming full-on shoegaze, the crunchy "Intheskatepark" featuring drums that could have been audible even at the expansive Canal Shores. If you really want to get a sense for what Squirrel Flower sounds like live, though, simply take a look at the project's discography from start to finish. In other words, the same artist who self-released the stark early winter songs from middle america in 2015 is now faithfully covering "Cortez the Killer". To clarify, Squirrel Flower played only original material for Williams' first ever show in Skokie. "I've only been up here to get bagels," Williams said. No word on whether she's a New York Bagel & Bialy or Kaufman's person.

Squirrel Flower

Squirrel Flower

[obvious-bottom]

My Doll

A short story about an act of love from an owner to her doll. Some slight dubcon stuff and no actual sex, I mostly just wanted to write out a concept I came up with like two weeks ago because it seemed so perfect to me.

I slipped on the gloves, soft, medical latex, covering up to the wrist with a snap. My girlfriend shivered on the table, she was lying down, arms by her sides, she was flexing her hands repeatedly, she was nervous. I held her hand and squeezed tightly, reassuring her that it'd be fine, she nodded to me and I picked up a pot of a viscous blue liquid, silicone. I looked at her face, she slowly breathed through her nose and closed her eyes, I listened to her breathe, calmly, slowly, little hitches when her nerves picked up, she was focusing, her face was relaxed though, it needed to be. I picked up the flat wooden dowel and used it to pick up some of the blue silicone, slowly spreading a thin layer on her cheek, she stifled a giggle, trying to communicate that it was cold without moving her face too much. I shushed her and continued my work, making sure she was making the right face and continuing to spread the silicone, slowly covering every part of her face and a small line running under her jaw, with a thicker patch under her chin. The first layer was done and needed to dry, five minutes was enough to start the second layer so I spent that long praising and reassuring her. I could still see her skin since the first layer was thin and mixed with a release agent so it would eventually come off, she looked strange tinged with blue but still so beautiful, so worth the work to come. I broke out of my reverie long enough to mix the second cup of silicone, this one was thicker and I was able to apply it faster, spreading it over the first layer and waiting the same five minutes. My girlfriend had been lying on the table for 15 minutes now, trying her best not to move a muscle in her face, she had done so well so far, only two steps left and she would be free. I mixed and applied the final layer of silicone, this one would have the longest break, twenty minutes to let all the silicone fully dry and cure. I hoped she was alright, I spoke softly to her, I squeezed her hand and whispered, "squeeze back if you're okay", a soft gentle pressure came in response and I let out a small sigh of relief. I knew this was a lot to ask for but at the same time I knew it would all be worth it. I turned to the pile of plaster bandages and began soaking one in water, squeezed out the excess and placed it across the layers of silicone, I repeated the process, moving down her face from her forehead, once the bandages were fully applied it was another 20 minute wait, more worry, more reassurance from her to me and me to her. It had been over an hour now and I could finally remove the full cast, I couldn't wait to see her again, hear her again, even if it would just be complaining about the whole ordeal. I slowly and carefully prised the silicone and plaster layers up, they both released and I saw my beloved's eyes flutter open as I held the almost-removed cast, she stretched her jaw and I stared with deadly focus, like an animal researcher trying to figure out her behaviour, all unintentionally, I was too caught up in the work and she giggled when she caught my eyes, "you look so serious, did someone die in the last hour?" I stopped gritting my teeth and holding my breath, I had been doing both unconsciously for too long and finally exhaled. As I took a breath, she was flexing all the muscles she wasn't allowed to move during the casting and sitting up on the table, I set aside the cast carefully and finally spoke to her, chatting, laughing, holding each other and carefully washing her face of the mould release so I could kiss her again and feel the warmth well up inside me, the whole reason I was doing all of this.

The next week was spent feverishly working. I had taken the cast and made a two copies, the first was exact and left as is, the second was made and then coated with silicone repeatedly until it was thick enough to sand down the inside until the first fit inside with space. This was the base of the real mould. I took the hollow part and filled it with resin to the top, leaving that to cure until a hard layer around the outside was about 2 millimeters thick. I poured out most of the excess for later use and pressed the other part into the remaining resin. When it finally finished curing the real work began, I spent hours painting it, sanding it smooth, painting it again and sanding again, the repetition ended with a white coat and high-gloss finish, it was shiny and perfect, like glass or porcelain. The mask, her mask, was beautiful, it was almost finished. The last thing I did was cut out the eye holes and insert two black-tinted lenses, I pressed them into tiny slots I had cut and half filled with UV resin. It was finally done and absolutely perfect, she would love it, it was an act of love to make it.

That weekend she came home to a surprise, I had cleaned, I had made dinner, and I had set up the bedroom, though she didn't know that yet. We ate and laughed, we drank wine and I bathed in her glow, she was radiant to me, all the anxiety I had built setting up for this melted over dinner, every movement she made was angelic, her laugh, her smile, the way her hands moved when she excitedly told me about something she read. When dinner was over and I had cleared the table I carefully led her to the bedroom. Laid on the bed was the outfit I picked out for her, white latex dress, white heels, matching white cuffs for her ankles and wrists. She giggled "all this for me? You're too good" I hugged her from behind and said "I want to play with my doll tonight so I needed to treat you first" she laughed again and stripped down, getting my help to lube up and slip on the dress, sleeveless and short it wasn't too hard to get on. As she put on her cuffs and heels I shined up her dress and softly told her what a good doll she was, what a beautiful, perfect thing. She was my favourite toy and I needed her to know more than anything, I beamed at her as she stood in her outfit, my stomach was full of butterflies and I tried my best to calmly and coolly say "let's go to the bathroom and do your makeup sweetie". It was time, I clipped her wrist cuffs together, it was normal for us, I did my doll's makeup and she stood pretty for me. I couldn't suppress my smile as I took the bottle of spirit gum and painted lines on her face, one going around the edge and across her cheeks, she looked inquisitive, she didn't resist though, this wasn't part of my usual routine but maybe I was trying something new? "Close your eyes now doll" I whispered into her ear before kissing her and taking the box from under the sink. She dutifully shut her eyes and I opened the box, her face stared back at me in white and I felt the butterflies come into my throat as I raised it her face and pressed it down. This she was absolutely not expecting, she flinched slightly, resisting, but it was too late for that, ten seconds and it was over. I unclipped her cuffs and told her to open her eyes. She started shaking a bit, she reached up to her new face and touched it, her fingers recoiled before exploring further, feeling the smooth material and turning her head to see it fully in the mirror. I smiled so hard my face hurt, I laughed, it was beautiful, my doll was beautiful. She began to explore harder, she attempted to remove the mask and I heard a muffled squeal of pain. She was shaking more now, prodding the edges of the mask and looking panicked. I calmed her and held her head in my hands and turned her to face me "Don't worry doll, you can't take it off without hurting yourself, only I can take it off for you". She stared at me with those black eyes I carefully made by hand, and slowly nodded, I caressed the side of her face and felt my nails glide across it and kissed her on her cold, porcelain lips, my doll, my perfect, wonderful doll was complete.

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[palvichemical]

What are the various purposes, Zinc Stearate is used for?

To keep water at bay, use Zinc Stearate. Common applications for zinc stearate include those of a releasing agent, heat stabiliser, and lubricant in the production of polymers like polyolefin, polystyrene, and rubber. When applied to wood, zinc stearate acts as a sanding additive for lacquers. Zinc stearate acts as a lubricant and thickener in cosmetics to get the desired effect. The commercial stearic acid used to make the insoluble salt is a moderate fatty acid that serves as a lubricant as well as an emollient. Mixtures using zinc oxide are common. On its alone, zinc has been shown to be effective against bacteria and viruses. If you are looking for the best Zinc Stearate supplier in Ecuador, Palvi Chemicals is the right place for you.

Appearance:

The powdered form of zinc stearate is incredibly fine, mild, and colourless. Extremely fine particle size is one of the hallmarks of this high-quality substance. A faint fatty acid aroma may be detectable due to the presence of long-chain fatty acids, although the odour is not overpowering. When heated, zinc stearates start to get dissolved in chlorinated hydrocarbons as well as aromatic compounds, but they don't dissolve in alcohol or ethers.

Safety:

The Cosmetics Database classifies Zinc Stearate as a low-to-moderate danger ingredient, depending on the grade used, and it has received approval from the FDA and CIR. A higher incidence of cancer, allergies, and organ damage are only some of the issues brought forth. Of course, the animals in this research were given quite large doses of the chemical. Zinc stearate is an irritant to humans but has been shown to be safe in animal studies when used as directed, according to the Occupational Safety and Health Administration.

When stearic acid is hydrolyzed, it yields zinc stearate, which is used in paints and varnishes. It has the following qualities: It is fine, white, and smooth to the touch

●     Under high-temperature conditions, it maintains a high degree of stability.

●     It is impervious to water, giving it a repellent quality.

●     It has excellent water resistance and repellent qualities.

●     It works wonderfully as a separator.

●     It's useful in some operations because it provides zinc.

Applications:

Because of its many desirable qualities, zinc stearate finds application in numerous fields. As an example, zinc stearate is widely utilised in the rubber and plastics industries as a lubricant, release agent, as well as a heat stabiliser. It's an essential component of wood finishes that helps smooth the wood once it's been coated. You can use zinc stearate as a thickening and lubricant in your makeup. Zinc stearate manufactured and supplied by the most distinguished Zinc Stearate distributor in Ecuador can be used in a wide variety of applications due to its lubricating properties, water repellency, gelling capacity, and non-stick texture.

-      Vulcanized Rubber:

Since zinc enhances the interaction of sulphur with polyolefin, zinc stearate is referred to as a "vulcanization activator." Because of its high solubility in the polyolefins’ apolar region, zinc stearate greatly aids in dispersion. It acts as a polyolefin antacid, helping to maintain colour and protecting against rust.

-      Cosmetics:

The liquid and greasy components of cosmetics are held together by the lubricant and thickening zinc stearate. The product's overall aesthetic quality is enhanced as a result as well.

It is commonly found in cosmetic products like eyeliner, eye shadows, face masks, lipsticks, face powders, and foundation creams. The addition of zinc stearate makes the mixture more fluid and smooth.

-      Metallurgy’s Separating Agent:

It works well as a detaching agent for metal and plastic machine parts that are particularly stubborn to disassemble. As a result, the finished product is not ruined by the components sticking to the mould.

-      Paints and Varnishes:

Zinc stearate, in its purest form, is used to make varnishes and paints due to its transparency.

It's a thickening, sealant for surface flaws, and excellent dispersant all in one. It also has water-repellent characteristics, so it can keep the paint dry.

-      Powder Metallurgy:

The metal powder is combined with zinc stearate, which is a lubrication ingredient exported by Palvi Chemicals, an excellent Zinc Stearate exporter in Ecuador. The lubricants might make up anything between 0.5% and 5.0% of the total mass.

Lubricants have the opposite effect of binders during the pressing phase of compacting, improving flow and compressibility. To varying degrees, the material's ultimate characteristics and porosity are affected by the proportions of the two additions. Compared to other lubricants, zinc stearate is superior because it contributes zinc to the alloy, which can improve the efficiency of the process.

After being compacted in a press, the "green" section is sent to a sintering oven, where its additives are burned off.

-      Colour and Plastics Additives:

Similar to other variants of stearates, this has many uses in the plastics sector.

●     When making PVC, it acts as a stabiliser as well as a lubricant.

●     When used in Masterbatch, it helps to disperse the various colours.

●     Transparent polymers for glass and others are employed in impact glass applications because of their durability and safety.

●     Used in polyurethane as a metal deactivator.

-      Lubricant in Extruders:

Calcium stearate is often used to enhance output in manufacturing processes like plastic extrusion and metal lamination. When added to the feed hopper, the calcium stearate acts as a solid lubricant as well as an additive. Dosages range from 0.3% to 1.0%. This maintains its form even when heated to high temperatures, and it enhances the following aspects of production:

●     Product homogeneity

●     Hot spots

●     Energy consumption

●     Saving raw materials

[ana15dsouza]

10 Benefits of Regular Carpet Cleaning Beyond Cleanliness

10 Benefits of Regular Carpet Cleaning Beyond Cleanliness

Regular carpet cleaning is often viewed simply as a way to keep your home looking neat and tidy. However, there are many lesser-known benefits of maintaining your carpets beyond mere aesthetics. Whether you have high foot traffic in your home or want to improve the overall environment, carpet cleaning offers a range of advantages that extend far beyond cleanliness. In this article, we will explore ten significant benefits of regular carpet cleaning, emphasizing how it contributes to odor removal, extends carpet life, and promotes a healthier home environment. If you're located in Harrow and in need of professional assistance, consider exploring carpet cleaning services in Harrow.

1. Improved Indoor Air Quality

One of the most important benefits of regular carpet cleaning is the improvement of indoor air quality. Carpets act as filters, trapping dust, dirt, and allergens that float around your home. Over time, these particles accumulate, and without regular cleaning, they can be released back into the air, leading to respiratory issues. Regular professional cleaning removes these trapped particles and helps maintain cleaner, fresher air indoors. To ensure your home remains as healthy as possible, consider investing in expert carpet cleaner in Harrow.

2. Odor Removal

Carpets can absorb odors from pets, food, spills, and general foot traffic, and these odors tend to linger over time. Regular carpet cleaning helps remove these unpleasant smells, ensuring your home always smells fresh. Professional cleaning can get deep into the fibers, eliminating odors that are difficult to reach with regular vacuuming. For a thorough and effective odor removal, rely on trusted carpet cleaning services in Harrow.

3. Extending the Lifespan of Your Carpet

Your carpet is a significant investment, and regular cleaning can help extend its lifespan. Dirt and debris act like abrasive agents that wear down the fibers of your carpet, causing it to deteriorate more quickly. By removing these particles through regular professional cleaning, you can protect your carpet from excessive wear and tear. This will help your carpet retain its appearance and function for years to come. Don't hesitate to book a carpet cleaner in Harrow to protect your carpet.

4. Allergen Reduction

If you or your family members suffer from allergies, regular carpet cleaning is essential. Carpets often trap allergens like dust mites, pet dander, and pollen, which can trigger allergic reactions. A professional cleaning service uses advanced equipment that can remove these allergens, creating a healthier environment for everyone in the home. Consider scheduling a session with expert carpet cleaning services in Harrow to reduce allergens effectively.

5. Prevention of Mould and Mildew

Carpets that remain damp for extended periods can develop mold and mildew, especially in humid environments. These fungi thrive in dark, moist areas and can cause serious health problems if left unchecked. Regular cleaning and quick drying processes ensure your carpets stay free from mold and mildew, maintaining a safe, dry environment in your home. For thorough mold prevention, rely on experienced carpet cleaner in Harrow.

6. Enhance the Appearance of Your Home

A clean carpet can significantly improve the appearance of a room. Over time, dirt, stains, and traffic marks can make your carpet look worn out and unattractive. Regular cleaning restores its natural texture and color, brightening up your home and making it look inviting and well-maintained. If you're looking for a solution to refresh your carpet, professional carpet cleaning services in Harrow can deliver impressive results.

7. Prevention of Carpet Staining

Spills and accidents are inevitable, but regular carpet cleaning can help prevent stains from setting in. The longer you wait to clean a spill, the more difficult it becomes to remove the stain. Professional cleaners use specialized equipment and techniques to treat stains quickly, reducing the risk of permanent damage. With the help of a carpet cleaner in Harrow, you can keep your carpets looking like new.

8. Better Sleep Quality

Many people don't realize that a clean carpet can contribute to better sleep. Dust mites, allergens, and other particles in dirty carpets can disrupt your rest by irritating your respiratory system. By removing these irritants, you can improve the air quality in your bedroom and enjoy a more restful night's sleep. For a healthier sleeping environment, consider scheduling regular cleanings with carpet cleaning services in Harrow.

9. Improved Home Environment

The overall environment of your home is significantly influenced by the condition of your carpets. Clean carpets create a welcoming atmosphere and contribute to the health and comfort of everyone in the home. Beyond their aesthetic benefits, they help maintain a cleaner, healthier indoor environment by trapping dirt and allergens that could otherwise circulate freely. For a more comfortable living space, trust professional carpet cleaner in Harrow services.

10. Enhanced Professional Image

If you run a business from home or have clients visiting, clean carpets can help create a positive impression. Dirty, stained carpets can give off a negative image and detract from the professionalism of your space. Regular carpet cleaning ensures that your home or office looks well-kept and organized, providing an inviting atmosphere for visitors. To maintain a polished look, consider booking carpet cleaning services in Harrow.

Conclusion

In addition to improving the cleanliness of your home, regular carpet cleaning provides numerous benefits that can enhance your indoor environment, promote better health, and even extend the lifespan of your carpet. Whether you're looking to eliminate odors, reduce allergens, or ensure a cleaner, healthier living space, professional carpet cleaning services in Harrow offer an excellent solution. For an investment that pays off in both comfort and long-term value, don't overlook the importance of regular carpet maintenance.

[resintables]

Top Resin Table Design Mistakes to Avoid for a Perfect Finish

Resin tables have surged in popularity, blending the organic appeal of wood with the sleek, glossy look of resin. From eye-catching resin river tables to innovative wood-resin hybrids, resin tables are becoming a must-have in homes worldwide. However, achieving that flawless finish requires more than creativity – it demands careful planning, attention to detail, and avoiding common errors.

Choosing the Wrong Type of Resin

One of the most frequent issues in resin table crafting is selecting the wrong resin type. Not all resins are made equal, and different projects require specific kinds. For example, if you're working with wood, you'll need a resin that bonds well with the material and stays crystal clear. For outdoor furniture like patio tables, UV-resistant resin is a must to avoid yellowing and weather damage.

Solution: Always research the type of resin best suited to your project. Indoor pieces can use a standard resin, but opt for UV-resistant variants for outdoor tables.

Inadequate Surface Preparation

Surface prep is crucial for a smooth and durable resin finish. Skipping proper preparation can lead to unsightly bubbles, peeling, or an uneven surface. Whether you're crafting a resin river table or a basic resin-coated top, sanding and cleaning the surface before pouring resin is non-negotiable.

Solution: Sand and clean all surfaces thoroughly to promote good adhesion and reduce imperfections in the final product.

Miscalculating Resin Amounts

A common issue, especially among beginners, is misjudging how much resin is needed. Using too little resin can leave unwanted gaps, while too much resin might overflow and create a mess. This problem is especially prominent in larger or irregular-shaped projects, like dining tables, where precision is key.

Solution: Use a resin calculator to accurately measure the amount needed for your table to avoid wastage or shortages.

Pouring Resin Too Quickly

Pouring the resin too fast can trap air bubbles, resulting in a cloudy finish. This is particularly noticeable in projects where clarity is key, like resin river tables or intricate artistic designs.

Solution: Always pour resin slowly and in stages to allow air bubbles to escape, ensuring a smooth, transparent finish.

Skipping Proper Mould Preparation

In custom resin designs like river tables, the mould plays a critical role. Failing to seal the mould or skipping the use of a release agent can cause resin leakage or make it nearly impossible to release the cured piece without damage. At Mayyari, we emphasize the importance of proper mould preparation to ensure a seamless crafting experience. Ensuring your mould is correctly sealed and treated with a release agent will make removing the cured resin easier and prevent any potential damage to your project.

Solution: Ensure the mould is properly sealed and prepped, and always use a release agent to make removing the resin piece easier after curing.

Rushing the Curing Process

Patience is key when it comes to resin curing. Moving or touching your resin table before it's cured can cause warping, cracks, or other imperfections. Larger pieces, such as dining tables, often require extended curing times compared to smaller projects.

Solution: Follow the manufacturer's curing instructions carefully and resist the temptation to move or handle the table until the resin is fully hardened.

Neglecting the Finishing Touches

The finishing process gives your resin table that stunning, polished look. Skipping the polishing step can leave your table with a dull or scratched surface, which diminishes the final appearance.

Solution: After sanding, fine-grit sandpaper polish the surface to achieve a smooth, reflective, glass-like finish.

Overlooking Structural Stability

While it's easy to get wrapped up in the aesthetic elements of your resin table, don't overlook its structural integrity. Large resin tables, such as dining tables, need a sturdy, well-designed base to support the weight of the resin, especially over time.

Solution: Select strong, durable legs and ensure the base is robust enough to handle the weight of the resin and wood without warping or collapsing.

Final Thoughts

Crafting a resin table can be incredibly rewarding, but it's important to avoid these common pitfalls to get that flawless, professional look. Whether you're making a small side table or a grand dining piece, following these tips will help ensure your resin project is a long-lasting success. If you're new to resin crafting, consider contacting suppliers or communities that can provide advice and materials to help you along the way. With attention to detail and patience, you'll create a piece that stands the test of time.

[amcsupplies]

Exploring Clear Epoxy Resins and Essential Supplies for Moulding and Casting Projects

When it comes to creating intricate, high-quality moulding and casting projects, using the right materials is essential. Whether you're working on an artistic project, industrial design, or DIY crafts, clear epoxy resin and various other supplies play a key role in delivering the perfect result. Let’s dive into the best materials for moulding and casting, including epoxy resin, paraffin wax, plasticine, and additional essential tools like rubbing alcohol and corn starch. We'll also explore how these materials are used in various industries, such as candle making and even perfumery with popular fragrances like Baccarat Rouge and Coco Mademoiselle.

The Versatility of Epoxy Resin in Moulding and Casting

Epoxy resin is one of the most popular materials used for moulding and casting due to its durability, versatility, and crystal-clear finish. Whether you're creating jewelry, home décor, or industrial prototypes, epoxy resin allows you to capture fine details and achieve a glass-like appearance.

Clear epoxy resin can be easily tinted with color pigments like aqua colour to achieve a wide range of effects, from vibrant hues to subtle transparency. Artists and designers love using this material because it can be molded into complex shapes and provides a strong, long-lasting finish.

Paraffin Wax and Plasticine: Essential Tools for Prototyping

Paraffin wax is another critical material, especially in the candle-making industry. It's an ideal choice for creating high-quality gel wax melts and other candle products, thanks to its ability to hold fragrance and color well. Using a candle making kit, you can combine paraffin wax with other essential supplies to create beautiful and fragrant candles.

Plasticine, on the other hand, is often used for sculpting and prototyping in various casting projects. This malleable material is perfect for creating initial models before casting them in resin or other materials. It's flexible, reusable, and an excellent tool for artists and industrial designers alike.

Rubbing Alcohol and Corn Starch: Essential Casting Supplies

Both rubbing alcohol and corn starch are indispensable when working with epoxy resin and other casting materials. Rubbing alcohol is commonly used to clean surfaces before applying resin or to remove air bubbles during the curing process, ensuring a smooth and clear finish.

Corn starch is another useful tool, particularly when creating molds. It can be mixed with silicone to create flexible, reusable molds or used as a release agent when casting objects in resin. Additionally, corn starch helps in reducing the stickiness of silicone molds, making the demolding process easier.

Fragrance and Color: Adding Personal Touches to Your Creations

If you're in the candle making supplies or just enjoy creating candles as a hobby, adding color and fragrance can elevate your projects to the next level. Popular scents like Baccarat Rouge and Coco Mademoiselle can transform a simple candle into a luxurious product that evokes elegance and sophistication. The use of color pigments like aqua colour allows you to create custom hues for your candles, ensuring that they are as visually appealing as they are fragrant.

Candle Making Kits: All-in-One Solution for DIY Projects

For beginners or those who want to start a new hobby, a candle making kit is the perfect solution. These kits usually include everything you need, from wax melts and paraffin wax to wicks, molds, and fragrances. Having a complete kit allows you to experiment with different styles, colors, and scents, making the process enjoyable and creative.

Conclusion

Whether you're working on a casting project with clear epoxy resin or experimenting with paraffin wax and fragrances in candle making, having the right materials is essential for success. By using high-quality supplies like epoxy resin, plasticine, rubbing alcohol, and corn starch, you can create beautiful and functional products that stand the test of time. Additionally, adding personal touches like aqua colour pigments and luxury fragrances such as Baccarat Rouge and Coco Mademoiselle can help take your creations to the next level.

For all your moulding, casting, and candle-making needs, AMC Supplies provides a comprehensive range of high-quality products, ensuring that your creative projects are both fun and successful. Whether you’re a professional or a hobbyist, you’ll find everything you need to bring your vision to life.

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Ala Polystabs: Leading Calcium Stearate & Zinc Stearate Manufacturers in India

In the all God's creatures of industrial chemical amalgams and additives, Calcium Stearate and Zinc Stearate play an indispensable role all over more than one wholes. Whether it's in plastics, rubber, construction, or paints, these stearates serve as important pushers for lubrication, stabilization, and dealing out. As one of the most efficient Calcium Stearate Manufacturers in India and Zinc Stearate Manufacturers in India, Ala Polystabs has constructed a reputation for turning in excellent, dependable merchandise that meet the needs of current industries.

This manual will discover the numerous aspects of Calcium Stearate and Zinc Stearate, their programs, and why Ala Polystabs is the desired accomplice for companies throughout India and beyond.

Understanding Stearates: Calcium Stearate and Zinc Stearate

Before diving into the assistances of pick out Ala Polystabs as your dealer, let's first diagnose what Calcium Stearate and Zinc Stearate are and why they're so important to a huge range of commerce.

What is Calcium Stearate?

Calcium Stearate is a calcium salt derived from stearic acid, a clearly going on fatty acid. This white, waxy powder is broadly used as a lubricant, launch agent, and stabilizer in diverse manufacturing approaches. It is non-toxic, secure to handle, and enormously effective in improving the performance and pleasant of production procedures.

Applications of Calcium Stearate:

1. Plastics Industry: In plastics, Calcium Stearate acts as a stabilizer and grease, ration to prevent deprivation of polymers at some point of processing. It enhances waft houses and reduces friction among polymers, making it less thorny to mold and extrude plastic products.

2. Rubber Industry: Calcium Stearate is usually used within the rubber enterprise to prevent sticking at some stage in handing out and to improve the ejection houses of rubber goods from molds.

3. Construction Industry: In construction, Calcium Stearate is used in actual as a waterproofing agent, helping to reduce water absorption and decorate the sturdiness of concrete systems.

4 . Cosmetics and Pharmaceuticals: It is also widely used as an anti-caking agent in cosmetics and arranged drugs due to its smooth texture and water-repellent houses.

What is Zinc Stearate?

Zinc Stearate is any other stearate compound fashioned by using the response of stearic acid with zinc. It is regularly considered the handiest release agent within the rubber and plastic industries. Like calcium stearate, it appears as a fine, white powder but is specifically valued for its water-repellent and non-reactive houses.

Applications of Zinc Stearate:

1. Plastic and Rubber: Zinc Stearate is used as a effective mould release agent and fat inside the business of plastic and rubber merchandise. It prevents products from sticking to molds, making sure smooth finishes and improving overall production performance.

2. Paints and Coatings: In the coats industry, Zinc Stearate features as a matting agent, supplying unevenness, water repellency, and a unbroken finish. It is too used to progress the texture and consistency of coatings.

3 . Pharmaceuticals and Cosmetics: Due to its non-toxicity, Zinc Stearate is widely used in the pharmaceutical and cosmetics industries as a lubricant and anti-caking agent. It improves the go with the flow houses of powders and forestalls them from clumping collectively.

4 . Construction: Just like Calcium Stearate, Zinc Stearate unearths use in creation as a hydrophobic agent in concrete, supporting to make systems greater waterproof and sturdy.

Why Choose Ala Polystabs for Calcium and Zinc Stearates?

In the fantastically competitive world of commercial chemical substances, Ala Polystabs has mounted itself as a depended on name amongst Calcium Stearate Manufacturers in India and Zinc Stearate Manufacturers in India. But what units Ala Polystabs aside from the relaxation? Let's explore the important thing motives why groups select Ala Polystabs as their stearate provider:

1. High-Quality Products

At Ala Polystabs, great is the cornerstone of the entirety we do. Our Calcium Stearate and Zinc Stearate products are manufactured the use of excessive-grade uncooked substances, ensuring regular purity and overall performance across all batches. We adhere to stringent quality manipulate tactics at each stage of manufacturing, from raw material sourcing to the final product, to ensure our customers acquire handiest the exceptional.

2. Customized Solutions

Different industries and programs require specific formulations and specifications. Ala Polystabs gives custom designed answers to meet the specific needs of our clients. Whether you need a specific grade of Calcium Stearate on your plastic manufacturing method or a tailor-made system of Zinc Stearate in your coatings, our team of specialists will work closely with you to increase the proper solution.

3. Advanced Manufacturing Technology

At Ala Polystabs, we delight ourselves on staying at the vanguard of technological advancements inside the chemical production industry. Our ultra-modern production facilities are equipped with the brand new machinery and era, allowing us to produce tremendous Calcium Stearate and Zinc Stearate successfully and at scale. Our strategies are optimized for pace, consistency, and first-rate, ensuring that we are able to meet even the maximum annoying production schedules.

4. Environmentally Responsible Practices

Sustainability is a middle price at Ala Polystabs. We are dedicated to minimizing our environmental effect via accountable sourcing, electricity-green production processes, and waste discount tasks. Our merchandise are designed to be green and non-toxic, making sure that they're safe for both our clients and the surroundings.

5. Reliable Supply Chain and On-Time Delivery

In the quick-paced international of manufacturing, delays in material supply can cause large disruptions. That’s why Ala Polystabs ensures a reliable deliver chain and on-time shipping of our Calcium Stearate and Zinc Stearate merchandise. Our logistics crew works effectively to satisfy orders quickly and as it should be, ensuring that our clients never experience downtime due to fabric shortages.

6. Competitive Pricing

At Ala Polystabs, we apprehend the importance of value efficiency in nowadays’s aggressive markets. While we in no way compromise on high-quality, we attempt to provide our customers the most competitive pricing feasible. Our optimized manufacturing approaches and economies of scale allow us to pass savings on to our clients, making Ala Polystabs one of the most fee-effective Calcium Stearate Manufacturers in India.

7. Exceptional Customer Support

Our commitment to purchaser delight goes past the sale. Ala Polystabs offers complete customer service to make sure which you get the most out of our products. From technical assistance to product hints and after-sales support, our committed group is always equipped to assist.

Industry Applications for Ala Polystabs Stearates

1. Plastics and Rubber Industry

In the plastics and rubber industries, Calcium Stearate and Zinc Stearate are essential additives that improve the processing and great of merchandise. Calcium Stearate acts as a stabilizer and lubricant in plastic production, helping to enhance flow residences and reduce friction at some stage in molding and extrusion. Zinc Stearate is broadly used as a launch agent in rubber molding, ensuring that finished products pop out of molds without problems and with out surface defects.

2. Paints and Coatings Industry

For the paints and coatings industry, Zinc Stearate is mainly valued for its matting properties, supporting to create smooth, uniform finishes in paints. It additionally imparts water repellency, making it a perfect choice for out of doors packages where moisture resistance is crucial. Calcium Stearate is used as a lubricant and dispersant, making sure that pigments and other components are frivolously allotted throughout the paint, ensuing in a steady colour and texture.

3. Construction Industry

In the development area, each Calcium Stearate and Zinc Stearate are used as waterproofing sellers in concrete and different constructing substances. By reducing water absorption, those stearates decorate the sturdiness of concrete structures, supporting them face up to weathering and environmental stress. Ala Polystabs presents excessive-overall performance stearates for construction corporations trying to enhance the toughness of their buildings and infrastructure.

4. Pharmaceuticals and Cosmetics

For pharmaceutical and cosmetic manufacturers, Ala Polystabs stearates provide critical features such as anti-caking, drift improvement, and lubrication. Calcium Stearate and Zinc Stearate are broadly used in powders, tablets, and skin care products to prevent clumping, improve product consistency, and ensure smooth software.

Conclusion: Choose Ala Polystabs for Superior Stearates

As one of the main Calcium Stearate Manufacturers in India and Zinc Stearate Manufacturers in India, Ala Polystabs is devoted to turning in super, reliable, and value-powerful solutions for a extensive range of industries. With our superior manufacturing era, dedication to sustainability, and recognition on customer delight, we're the correct companion for all of your stearate desires.

Whether you’re in the plastics, rubber, creation, paints, or pharmaceutical industries, Ala Polystabs has the understanding and enjoy to provide you with the right stearate merchandise to your application. Contact us today to analyze greater approximately our product offerings and the way we are able to assist your business thrive.