#Pipe Grooving Machine

[bodybeyondstories]

Just ignore it - 4

Lee and Armand try to get a handle on David's powers of suggestion before being interrupted by the delivery of yet another weird artifact. David goes for a bike ride to clear his head, only to end up complicating things further by causing some unexpected changes with some unexpected results.

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[ ass expansion // dick growth // suggestion ]

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“You transformed Jamal? The new barista upstairs?” asked Lee.

“Isn’t that a bit much?” added Armand, arms crossed over his chest. “He’s already like nine feet tall or something.”

“Well yeah, he is now,” I said, exasperated by the disappointed parents routine I was getting back in the cleanroom. “But he wasn’t an hour ago. Or he was, in a different…timeline or whatever. Which is now this timeline. Or I was in a different timeline. Or the universe just sort of shifted or something, I don’t know.”

Jamal, to the best of anyone’s knowledge, was a possibly genetic, possibly magical anomaly who really did top out at just over nine feet. Why he insisted on keeping his barista job was even more of a mystery, but he was obviously a local attraction wherever he went, leading the coffee chain that managed multiple shops in town to rotate him around location to location, a boon to underperforming and under-trafficked franchises like the one in our building. The line was out the door whenever he was working, with people wanting a selfie, wanting to see him bumble behind the counter with surprising grace in spite of hands that made the espresso machine look like a toy, or just wanting a glimpse at the pipe running down his khakis that was conveniently around eye level and impossible to miss. If you were lucky, he liked you, and the timing was right, you could get an up close and personal experience. I was proud to say I was one of the lucky few ‘regulars,’ and in my recent metaphysically horny state, he had hit just the spot in one of the backrooms. Though it still, somehow, didn’t quite measure up to what Lee could throw down.

But now I was back in the evil snowglobe, feeling like I was facing punishment from sharing what I thought would be exciting new data.

“So, you just talked, and Synt followed suit?” asked Armand, jotting hurriedly into a notepad.

“Sort of? There was kind of a crescendo, maybe. Like Synt found a conduit through my vocal chords and we had to get into the groove. But I don’t think it’s automatic, like I couldn’t just say Armand grew–”

“Whoa whoa whoa, let’s slow down,” Armand cut in, hands splayed in caution. “Before you put a whammy on me, too.”

“I mean,” I gestured to his overstuffed crotch, “I kind of already did.”

“Oh! Oh wow,” Lee cut in, rubbing his chin as Armand stood speechless and gaped at his prodigious bulge. “But from your perspective, Armand, from both of our perspectives, it’s…”

“Always been that way,” Armand finished, cheeks reddening. “Or at least my entire adult life. It would make sense. I’ve never had a medical professional successfully explain my…condition. I just sort of got used to it, I guess. Or I was always used to it.” 

“Exactly!” I exclaimed, clapping my hands. “So we’re getting it now. It’s all about multiplicities of temporal perspectives. We’re all just cosmic threads weavin’ around each other.” I tried to visualize this with a rushed jumble of hand motions, which unfortunately didn’t land with the other two. “But I could probably fix it. I think. Maybe. I don’t think Synt would be on board for a reduction of any sort, so we may have to strategize.”

“No, there’s nothing to fix. I mean, it’s a lot to deal with, but I really am cool with it. My dating life is a mess anyways, and once you get known as that guy with the sixteen inch dick, the luster kind of wears off. I don’t really know what it's like being…normal.”

“The methods are messy to say the least,” said Lee, “but we may be starting to get somewhere. As much as we would love to keep investigating, further tests might have to wait. The park ranger guys are sending over some artifact they found and I think they’re due any minute.”

As if on cue, a nervous tap on the door reminded the three of us that as much as we would like to play around with my shiny new body morphing, reality shifting chaos magic we all had other work to do. I was getting up to take the back exit and head upstairs when I felt a tug in the direction of our visitor. My attention was pulled by some strong magnetic force toward the door as whoever was trying to enter awkwardly began pushing it open. Unconsciously, my foot steps shifted direction as the attraction felt stronger and deeper. And oddly familiar. Eventually, I recognized this feeling as Synt having their interest piqued enough to guide me to physically move in that direction. I was not a fan of this new development in our dynamic, but decided to see where it led.

“You need some help?” I offered, trying to play it off as me moving to give them a hand with the door rather than me being compelled for yet another mysterious reason.

“Nah, I’m good,” came a familiar voice, and as the door fully opened, I recognized Blake’s ass as it entered the room before the rest of him. “It’s just hard to maneuver this thing.”

It took me a second to realize he didn’t mean the globes of his ridiculous bubble butt, becoming the undeniable center of attention as he backed through the doorway, but actually the cart he was pulling with him. As the door swung back and he casually bounced it away with one hip, I couldn’t stop staring. I thought at this point I would be used to comically ballooning backsides, his most of all, but it looked even bigger than it had last night. In fact, as he entered the room the rest of him looked bigger too. If the seams of his pants and shirt sleeves had been strained beyond all reason last night, then now he was one strong sneeze away from public nudity. I thought maybe it was just the change of scenery, like how fitness influencers will take advantage of good lighting to show off a juicy pump, but I was pretty sure he was…bigger. Lee and I exchanged glances as if to wordlessly reassure each other that we weren’t just imagining that Blake was noticeably taller than he had been last night. The subtle accusatory squint of his eyelids was returned by a sharp look of denial from me. This wasn’t me, I thought. Unless, possibly it was. Maybe the growth last night had a slow release function, or some sort of chain reaction.

I mentally relayed Lee’s suspicious squint to Synt, who responded with a deep rumble of appreciation. They had a fixation on Blake, I now realized, and those two teaming up could be a disastrous combination.

“You want this in the uh, special circle?” Blake gestured to the circumference of sigils which were now glowing with an even higher brightness and frequency. That can’t be good, I thought.

“Yeah, that’s fine until we figure out what to do with it,” said Armand. “What is it, by the way? The report they sent in was kind of muddled. But then again, so is everything from the Marshlands.”

That place again. I was transported back to some spot on the map that I couldn’t identify, felt pushed out of space and time. Threads weaving, fraying, overlapping, forming fractal patterns down to quantum scales, building higher dimensional frameworks of cross-temporal superpositions, all coming together right there–

“...so we couldn’t really even tell how old it is, which is where we hoped you guys would come in,” Blake was saying. “Palmer, you got any tips?”

I snapped back to reality at the mention of my name. I had spaced out again, unclear for how long.

“I, uh, need to get back to my office,” I said. “I can look into it once I have the preliminary analysis from Lee and Armand.”

“You sure?” Blake asked, in that way that wasn’t so much a question but an unspoken invitation. I found my shoulders relaxing and my mind wandering. His easy smile was so intoxicating, but there was also a glint in his eyes. A hunger, as he seemed to casually look me up and down, almost as if he was seeing through me. Synt was laser focused on Blake, a low pressure system of gathering power causing the sigils to change color, which I didn’t even know they could do. He clapped a strong hand against my bicep (when had he gotten that close) and said, “Anyways, always good running into you. Let me know what you find.” 

Again, I felt that electric thrill run from his body into mine, except it was more like neurons firing. I had more clarity than last night and I could feel a complex undercurrent beneath that hunger, a need for something more, a vision of something bigger. The dam was once again threatening to burst, but I now had solid control over my own legs and began briskly heading to the door with a terse “Yep, I’ll keep you posted.”

I practically sprinted back up to my office, terrified of accidentally touching anyone for fear of producing another ten foot freakshow in the building for the second time that morning. My mind was a whirlwind of my own ever present horniness, mixed with Synt’s unrelenting power, and their clear frustration at being taken away from their favorite willing subject. Blake was becoming their muse, in some weird way, and we both needed a pressure valve. But underneath Synt’s frustration was something else. My own itch of power and possibility and the knowledge that I could so easily scratch it.

I tried to be productive at my desk that morning. My muscles would clench periodically as I held in waves of Synt’s magic, my body and mind fatiguing in the face of an unstoppable force. Taunting me, Synt would dangle images of possibilities so close within reach. How easy it would be for Blake to expand into a wall of juicy muscle, having to turn his body to get his shoulders through the doorway but having his bubble butt get stuck anyways. Armand was already cool with having a monster cock, maybe he’d appreciate an even twenty inches. That’d look amazing. And would it hurt to give Jamal a few more inches in height? Maybe even a foot? I imagined him walking into my office growing steadily taller, head bumping against the ceiling then punching through as plaster rained down–

I slammed my palms firmly on the table and stared for as long as possible at a wall of unread emails, comprehending not a single one.

“I need to get some air.”

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I took the stairs and headed to the bike rack around the back of the building. Walking around aimlessly felt too risky in the state I was in. Too much proximity, too many opportunities for accidental direct contact. I had felt like I could see into Blake’s soul when he grabbed my arm, like I could’ve granted his wildest, horniest fantasies with a thought. I shivered at the knowledge that Synt would co-sign exactly this brand of recklessness. I felt like I was burning with static. I could practically see it dancing along my skin. I was in no condition to be milling about in a crowd until I got around to relieving even a fraction of this pressure.

“David!” hailed a voice nearby as I was squeezing on my helmet. I looked over to see Noah, my former student who had been blessed (or cursed) by Synt in more ways than one. Not only did he end up with a set of hips and ass cheeks that comically ballooned from his otherwise thin frame, but had also fallen into a pattern of stumbling into bigger and bigger dicks around town. I reasoned that the man with him was likely his latest beau, due not just to the hand wrapped around Noah’s tight waist, but the snake smuggled into his right pant leg. The spell, apparently, had not yet been broken.

“Noah!” I responded, “looks like you’re doing as well as possible after this last semester.”

“That’s one way to put it,” he said, rolling his eyes. “This reminds me, I need to chat with you again about that…positive feedback loop I’ve been dealing with.”

“I can imagine,” I winked, pretending not to notice the twitch of his acquaintance’s massive bulge as he shifted his hand down to rest on Noah’s round booty. Was Noah just magically happening on these already huge dicks or was he unknowingly bending reality every time he set his eyes on a new crush? Was there an upper limit? To any of this? Much to investigate, I thought, but resolved to cut the conversation short before my imagination once again got the best of me. “Shoot me an email, I’ve got plenty of time this week,” I said, speeding off away from campus.

I hadn’t had time to change into my cycling gear, not that those lycra shorts did anything to mitigate the size of my ass. I had made peace with the fact that my bodacious buns were simply always on display, in this instance encased in a skirt and tights, the bike seat completely disappearing beneath them. There wasn’t much I could do about it, and honestly, I liked the attention.

I felt free weaving through the city streets, regardless of the fact that I was fighting for my life against late morning traffic. It was a welcome respite from the stifling air of my office, the wind cooling me down and alleviating at least some of the magical irritation covering my entire body. I didn’t know where I was going, and didn’t really care. Plus, I was moving too fast to focus on any one person for long enough to give them an impromptu BBL. Instead, the cityscape just felt like waves of passing static, tiny glimpses of people’s fantasies and desires that were gone as soon as they were detected, with the occasional ping of attention from a pair of eyes that had locked on to my bubble butt as it cruised through their field of vision.

For the length of a few city blocks, one of these pings of focus didn’t seem to leave me, and as I came up at a stoplight I turned around to see another cyclist flashing me an awkward and quickly thrown together smile of greeting, as if to insist that he hadn’t just been ogling me up and down. 

“Can’t blame ya,” I said with a smile and nod, plus a wink for good measure. He was cute. He looked like he was a bike messenger by the rectangular pack balanced behind his shoulders, the well developed forearms and quads, and a look of practiced exertion that said he wasn’t just out here for the endorphins. I was sure he was perpetually in a hurry, so I figured I should literally get out of his lane while on my metaphysically horny break from work. 

I meandered right as he continued straight, letting my eyes linger on his meaty calves just long enough to almost crash headlong into a sporty coupe in a mediocre attempt at parallel parking. I swerved out of the way as he honked and yelled “Dick!” just loud enough for me to hear through the half rolled down driver's side window. 

What I said in response was not my wittiest comeback or even the most well thought out public interaction, but I had to offer a counter while still within earshot. But as I yelled “Super dick!” back at the finance bro emerging from his car, I immediately regretted the decision, feeling Synt’s power slip through the ether.

“You know I didn’t mean that!” I said aloud to the otherworldly being in my head. “You don’t understand epithets? Metaphors and what not?”

They sent the impression of a lazy shrug.

“What does super dick even mean? Like what did that do?”

Another shrug.

I was worried. What did I just accidently curse this guy with? Should I go investigate? What would that even mean? I thought maybe I could fix whatever it was. Use some string of words to undo whatever it is I just did.

I circled the block, parking my bike in front of the fancy building my unsuspecting victim had presumably been about to enter. It looked like it probably had moderate security and I had no plan of entry, and was definitely not dressed like I had any important business downtown. Entering through the big glass revolving doors, I locked eyes with the security desk, trying to look as casual as possible on my approach while they gave me a bored once over. In my performance of nonchalance, I glanced to the left and breathed a sigh of relief as I spotted my mark at the register of a lunch place on the bottom floor. With a curt smile to security, I changed direction, slipping into the line of the sandwich shop.

In the bustle of the lunch rush, I spotted him sitting on a stool at the bar along the window, drinking a green smoothie, scrolling on his phone, and pulling out a small laptop. I kept my eyes on him as the line progressed, looking for anything out of the ordinary, but he was the image of business class normalcy, perched on his stool in a designer suit and tapping away at some spreadsheet.

I picked up my sparkling green tea and bacon, egg, and cheese sandwich (I actually was hungry) and found that one of the few available seats left was, luckily, right next to him.

Incredibly, he seemed to be unaware that I was the person who had almost taken off his side mirror with my right hip, studiously ignoring me as I ate my sandwich and glanced at my phone to see multiple texts from Lee. I opened the latest one but was interrupted by a grunt of discomfort from my new friend. He shifted in his seat and glanced briefly at me, his cheeks reddening slightly as he continued working. A few minutes later, another shift in position, chugging the rest of his smoothie before folding his hands into each other and resting his head against them. There was a sheen of sweat on his forehead as he glanced around quickly and held himself in a tense position, trying to focus on his laptop screen. 

When I was just about to return to whatever it was Lee felt the need to triple text about, he let out a heavy sigh as his breathing deepened, then glancing around again, carefully got up and turned towards me.

“Watch my stuff?” he asked tersely, the sheen of sweat on his face turning to visible beads.

That’s when I felt it. The now familiar resonant strum of reality warping magic that told me Synt’s power was at work.

“Uh, yeah,” I mumbled through bites of my sandwich, my eyes flitting down as I noticed a jump of movement along his pant leg.

“Thanks,” he grunted, turning to power walk to the bathroom, his bubble butt–which I didn’t remember being there before–swishing back and forth in his slacks.

I waited a solid twenty minutes–okay, more like fifteen–before following him to investigate further.

As I entered the bathroom, it was empty except for one occupied stall, the lemony scent of cleaning products overlaid with something musky and slightly metallic. There had been a soft moan coming from the occupied stall, which seemed to self-consciously quiet down in response to the sound of the door closing and my footsteps heading to one of the urinals. I did my business like normal as the moans slowly increased in intensity, interspersed with grunts and low utterances.

“Oof, fuck,” I heard a whisper, recognizing what little I had heard of the finance bro’s voice.

“Is everything okay in there?” I asked innocently with a light knock on the stall, knowing good and well some supernatural fuckery that I had personally caused was well underway.

“All good, I just–augghhhh!”

You’ll have to believe me when I say the stall door opened on its own.

My new friend was sitting on the toilet with his pants up and his fly open. He was breathing heavy and drenched in sweat, eyes widened in surprise as he saw me standing there, which shifted to a look of lust and urgent need as he drank me in. He seemed in visible distress, which probably had something to do with the rock hard dick that was reaching into the air just past his left shoulder. 

“Sorry, I–” he was cut off as it seemed to jump up another inch, spurting a glob of precum that fell to the floor. His hands slid desperately up and down the length of his shaft, each one barely able to reach halfway around. With another spurt of pre, I noticed his fingers slightly pushed farther apart.

“It…it won’t stop until I…”

“Not my first rodeo,” I cut him off, entering the stall fully and closing the door behind me. “Do you mind if I help?” I asked, gesturing to his angry purple cockhead.

He nodded enthusiastically in relief and anticipation, his face contorting as another spasm hit.

Even with my repertoire of accidental and deliberate magical augmentations, I could only extend my jaw so far, struggling to make it several inches down his massive member, starting slow and building with intensity.

A little help here? I asked Synt, who responded with gusto, my mouth and throat suddenly seeming to defy the laws of physics as I eased farther and farther down the shaft. Finance bro was blissfully unaware of the pocket dimension that his dick had now fully disappeared into as his head lolled back in ecstasy.

“No one’s…been able to do this…in so long,” he muttered as his breath became erratic and he began involuntarily thrusting into me.

I worked my way diligently up and down, now moaning along with him in pleasure as I swallowed his impossible schlong. His whole body began to spasm with burgeoning orgasm, blasting several shots of jizz directly into my throat that I hungrily gulped, hoping whatever this pocket dimension situation was could also handle his huge load.

I pulled myself off his dick, his mushroom head emerging from my lips with a pop. But as his eyes rolled back and his breathing continued to crescendo, I realized he wasn’t done. Those had actually been the initial volleys to what turned into a geyser of cum, gushing uncontrollably against the wall for at least another thirty seconds, rope after rope splattering behind him as he tried desperately to bite back a primal scream that would have definitely alerted the rest of the establishment (and maybe even the offices above).

Finally, he spent his load, visibly exhausted. He leaned his head back as his dick began to mercifully deflate, landing softly on his face and leaving a trail of slime as it shrank to a much smaller, but massive by any other standards, flaccid state. 

I heard a loud gurgle emanate from my belly full of jizz, along with a wave of disorientation that left me leaning against the wall for support. Noticing this, he came back to his senses, his blissed out grin fading into self-conscious clarity.

“This uh, happens sometimes,” he said, with an air of comically misplaced masculine professional decorum that was so out of place I may have actually laughed out loud.

“Sometimes?” I repeated, as he carefully maneuvered his donkey dick back into what looked like a specially made pouch running along his pant leg. My stomach gurgled again, louder this time, and the wave of disorientation came along with a full body spasm. I felt my muscles tensing and becoming denser with muscle as my body stretched against the fabric of my carefully fitted clothes, my ass expanding to press up against the door behind me. When I came back to my senses, I recognized the wave of disorientation as a sudden growth spurt, leaving me a couple inches taller. This might as well happen, I thought, taking note of how the top edge of the stall was now right at eye level. During my brief ordeal, finance bro had jumped up to support me with arms that were much stronger than they looked, a bold move seeing as I had already towered over him.

“...Yeah, no idea,” he said, as if referring to a WiFi outage and not a magnitude jumping jizz volcano baseball bat dick that also apparently had its own growth powers. “Hey, uh, text me sometime,” he added, then materialized a business card in his hand, and slipped it into my pocket. “You were amazing.” He gave me a kiss on the cheek and a jocular pat on my butt, then turned to stroll out of the bathroom like he hadn’t just painted the wall with cum.

Men. I managed to be exasperated in spite of being wildly horny, not to mention mildly worried about the magic mega wang that I had accidentally set loose on the city. Maybe I should follow up with him, just to fill him in on this whole situation, I thought. But it seems like he’s actually doing fine.

Mmhm, came a self-satisfied smirk from my companion.

I cleaned myself up as best I could, debating whether I should leave a tip with a note attached apologizing for the large puddle of jizz in the middle stall. As I looked myself over in the mirror, I noticed that while I had grown, it hadn’t been by that much in terms of basic physical metrics, but I seemed…more powerful. Like inherently I knew my musculature was much more capable than it looked–and it looked like I was verging on pro bodybuilder. “Super dick,” I mused, with a wry smile.

I came out to see my bathroom dalliance strolling coolly down the sidewalk on the opposite side of the window, heading back to the pretentious coupe that started all this. I tossed what was left of my lunch, walked out, grabbed my bike, and resolved to make it back to the office without incident.

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Incident came ten minutes later as I pulled up to a stoplight and found myself parked behind my cyclist friend. Now it was my turn to fall into a trance at the sight of his toned, heart shaped bubble butt.

“Can’t blame ya,” he said with a wink.

And now it was my turn to blush as I was caught staring. My encounter with the finance bro had left me even more riled up with still no release, and I was losing any cool I thought I had.

“We’ve, uh, gotta stop meeting like this,” I said with a nervous chuckle as I caught his gaze.

“No, we can definitely keep meeting like this,” he retorted. 

“Cute and confident,” I said. So it was a meet-cute. “Aren’t you at work right now?” I teased. “Or is the messenger bag just for show?”

“For you, I’m on break,” he said with a defiant smile.

“Oh so this is just your workout,” I replied, deciding to test the waters for a little fun. “You’re not skipping leg day apparently.”

“Look who’s talking!” he exclaimed with mock surprise. “You sure you’re not an Olympic cyclist with those yams?”

“Yams? It’s all aesthetic, you’ve definitely got me beat.”

And there it was. I felt Synt’s power slip out, my eyes widening in realization. How did I not catch that? I thought.

Time–the relative timespace of this conversation between me and my bike messenger crush–seemed to slow down and shift textures. Through Synt’s extrasensory abilities, I could again see timelines breaking, shifting, and reforming in the space around the cyclist’s lower half. His quads, hams, and glutes–especially glutes, I noticed–seemed to pixelate and come back together as they found the path of least resistance to match Synt’s interpretation of my command. I stared, awestruck, as his musculature seemed to inflate in real time as it moved through temporal lenses, his cargo pants adjusting along with the growing shelf of ass overtaking his bike seat, until suddenly they were replaced with lycra, stretched tight across a colossal booty. Still the same heart shaped ass, just scaled up and disproportionately juicy on top of some serious hamstrings.

“Haha, guess so,” he said, with the air of someone used to people staring blankly at his huge cakes. “Honestly, I thought this bike gig would slim me down some, but it just seemed to make things worse.” He patted one round cheek, sending a jiggle through his lycra shorts that could stop traffic.

The light changed, signaling that the meet-cute was drawing to a close.

“Maybe I’ll see you around,” he said. “Name’s Devon.”

“Uh, David,” I responded, as he kicked off and cruised through the green light. I stood entranced by the ass I had just magically inflated, before I got myself together and headed off in a different direction back towards my office.

You know I didn’t mean that, I said to Synt, who didn’t seem to care.

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I did feel somewhat relieved as I jogged up the stairs of my building, yet still in persistent need of some sort of relief. Finding the door slightly open, I was pleasantly surprised to find just the person who could tide me over.

“Lee!” I exclaimed. “Thank god you’re here. You down for a quickie?” 

“That’s not why I’m here,” he responded. “But, I mean, yeah,” he followed up, long dick jumping down his pant leg in anticipation. Lee lounged against my desk, his lithe body posted up casually as he flipped through some book that he had happened to grab off the shelf, probably bored waiting for my return. Instead of the usual easy smile with an undercurrent of indulgent lust, he looked all business, like he had an important message. “Did you get my emails? My texts?” he asked. “We had some…interesting preliminary findings from the artifact that Blake brought in. Wait, are you taller?”

“Interesting how?” I asked, stripping off my leggings before remembering to kick the door closed behind me. “And yes, I’ll fill you in on the latest.”

He shut the book, leveling a look of tentative excitement in my direction, briefly obscured as he whipped his shirt off. “We need to go do some fieldwork.”

[articskele]

WOE, BIGGERING AU LORE BE UPON YE >:D

Tagging @iiboronii and @moonymelly hehehe

Ok so we follow the Buttermilk Daydreams storyline, with Artic and the Onceler meeting on the road, discovering the valley together, and Artic inventing mechanical wings!

Except this time thneeds do get off the ground like in the movie. The Onceler calls his family over and is excited to start business, but Artic has an increasingly bad feeling about this.

They said they weren’t gonna cut down trees. They made a deal, they had a compromise. And now that that’s gone, what’s stopping things from getting out of control?

The Onceler feels personally offended, betrayed even! She stuck around and believed in him this whole time, only for her to get cold feet the second he gets a once-in-a-lifetime chance at success? I mean something good finally happens to me, and she just has to come along and rain on my parade! What's her problem!

So the two have a falling out as the Onceler pursues growth and profit while Artic was content to stay as they were. Realizing he’s too far gone, she tries to destroy everything related to the wings and leaves. But he manages to hold onto old plans or steal his own wings back or something like that.

—

Timeskip to Thneedville, based on EPCOT and with a steampunk / industrial revolution aesthetic. The company controls basically everything, so you have no choice but to work for them.

Not to mention the way new and experimental appliances are constantly being installed and replaced in homes, just like in EPCOT. And there's a system similar to WEDCOMM (timestamp at 19:59 if the link doesn't work) where information is super centralized.

The Onceler’s office is at the very top of a super tall tower in the center of the city, with big open windows for birds (workers who use wings, I’ll get to that later) to fly in and make deliveries, give reports, etc.

OOH and there are definitely whisper-ma-phones set up all throughout the factory

I talk a lot about the acoustics of the factory with its massively high ceilings, but just imagine what it must sound like in there! The rumbling and hissing and clunking ka-thunks of pipes and gears! The whirring of fabric being spun!

—

The Onceler initially worked right alongside his employees, viewing the company as one big family. Making friendly chatter as the clickety clack of knitting needles filled the air.

When asked why he did this, well, why wouldn’t he? How was he supposed to run a business without knowing the people who did such hard work for him, much less sit idly by?

And besides, he was the one who invented this craft! He knows how to do things right around here.

That is, until one fateful day. The sun was setting, and most people had already left for the night. He could’ve sworn he fixed that finicky mess of a machine, or maybe tiredness had caught up to him.

But it only takes the smallest slip-up to get your arms caught in the gears and-

The Onceler shudders at the thought, slowly slipping off a glove to examine the scarred grooves and lines etched into his skin like wrought iron. Remembering the way his own shrieks and the sound of jamming gears reverberated through the room…....

No one spoke of that day. He made sure of it.

He became a lot more distant since then. A wakeup call that gradually changed the friendly guy who you’d almost forget was your boss, into Mister Onceler.

And the fact that he’s experienced firsthand how dangerous this place can be, yet it never gets resolved. He was able to save his own skin by taking a step back, but his workers are still at risk because he’d rather keep things as they are than pay for the costs it would take to redesign, rebuild, and reinstall everything.

—

Some jobs involve the use of wings, which he had stolen repurposed and refined for company use, using a more standardized base. Different types of wings have a different shape and color, making them easily identifiable!

Pigeons: They handle mail and deliveries throughout the city! Sometimes tasked to work with PR and give urgent news before the press can get to it. If you know where to look, it's not uncommon to see them hanging around large events just in case things go south.

Falcons: Tracking the weather, optimizing flight routes, and dealing with birdwatchers (explained later) to ensure pigeons have a safe trip. Sometimes they'll be the ones to deliver important mail / info, since falcon wings are built for speed.

Canaries: Coming from the phrase “canary in a coalmine”, and named for their bright yellow wings (like how construction workers have those orange vests with shiny stripes), these are the repairmen of Thneed Inc. Sometimes tasked with repairing malfunctioning machinery in midair, and rescuing anyone that’s gotten caught.

Vultures: Garbage and waste disposal, smogulous smoke and schloppity schlopp. It’s not common, but if anyone dies on the job, they’re the ones that discreetly dispose of the body. Black wings / hat / gloves, the latter of which has red palms.

Woodpeckers: Sporting spotted wings, they survey the valley and plan out axe-hacker routes through the steep terrain. They also evaluate the quality of truffula wood, checking for bugs and mold.

—

Pigeons and falcons used to be the same thing, as evidenced by how closely they work together, but over time they split into more specialized roles! I imagine during that transitional period, they were referred to as carrier pigeons and homing pigeons.

Each set of wings has its own ID number! A lot of bird-based terminology gets used and I love it so much it's so fun :D

There are big air vents set up all throughout the city for ease of flight, and there are little checkpoint towers for breaks during long trips. I imagine they've got an icebox with snacks and water in there, plus stuff like a medkit and a small radio.

Birdwatchers are thieves who track and intercept flights, often positioned near these air vents, using nets and such to down the bird and steal whatever they’re carrying / get information out of them.

Falcons have these talon-like attachments to their boots (inspired by Guardians of Ga'Hoole battle claws), for everything from added traction to divebombing a net to cut it open.

And it has a latch to pull the claws up if you're not using them, that way they don't make noise or scrape against the ground! The latch is on the inside of the boot (like the left side of the right boot, yknow the part where it curves in a little) so you can push it down with your other foot!

—

The Mister Once-ler in Chief himself has these fancy custom-fitted peacock wings that are dark green and red w/ gold accents, plus a detachable long peacock train that can fwoosh out and everything!

They're mostly for show, but I imagine there being a secret escape route in the office for when things get too heated and he needs to dip out fast, gliding down a spiral stairwell.

Also he definitely has goggles on the brim of his hat steampunk style. AND the tuft on his lapel is actually a hidden microphone, based on this post!!

—

As for Artic's design, I picture her in something like this!

—

Artic’s been living in an apartment working the assembly line, gone without her wings for at least a year or two. Sometimes her back feels… Not necessarily itchy? Just this vague sense of discomfort, like she can almost feel exactly where her wings would sit on her back.

She has a habit of rolling and flexing her shoulders, and sometimes she finds herself making room for them even when they’re not there.

Her coworkers are human versions of old D&D OCs, as a way to give them new life and a fun little reference ouo!

Kreva isn't a bird but she's super strong, Faye's in the confneectionery department, Averran is part of Thneed Inc's legal team, Veil is a vulture, and Kav is a newly appointed canary! The latter being a reference to how Kav was originally an aasimar with glowy yellow wings ouo

(Also the last canary, the one that Kav is replacing? Yeah, they're kinda dead-)

There's this scene where Kav is passing through and Artic stops her to inspect her wings and boy she is FUMING at what that rat bastard did to HER invention-

The frames are too standardized, the sensors feel dulled, the stitching is- Ok well the stitching is phenomenal and the fabric is sturdy. BUT LOOK AT HOW THEY MASSACRED HER CHILD

She also has a habit of giving others flight tips and stuff like how to adjust the straps properly, which makes people wonder how on earth she knows all this

—

One time they’re all drinking and hanging out, and Artic is staring longingly at a photo of the Onceler she keeps in a hidden pocket in her hat. The old Onceler. Her Onceler.

The others notice and they’re like “you knew the boss??????” and she rambles on about their time together and all the silly memories before everything went to shit. Artic voice I miss my friend Tails. I miss him a lot. I’ll be back

There's this scene of her dancing, using a pipe like a mic on a stand and having it roll off the inside of her wing like she’s dipping someone into a kiss- It’s not easy to make the wing curl in like that, but she describes it as like a flick of the wrist ouo

—

The second the Onceler realizes where she is and that she’s been working for him, he immediately appoints her as a falcon. Because his prideful ass will never admit it, but she knows how the wings work better than anyone.

She could help with making the wings more efficient, and figuring out how different flight routes play to the strengths of different wings shapes. And it's an excuse to see her again-

They argue often, over accusations of delivery routes not being fast enough, poor air quality and how pollution is affecting the weather, safety violations, etc.

I’m picturing this scene where Artic accuses him of not taking this seriously, of not grasping the very real danger people are in because he doesn’t know what it’s like to be within an inch of your life.

And after she storms out, he glances at his arm. His expression is unreadable as he pulls off the green fabric to see what became of it.

These two know each other better than anyone else. Unfortunately, they hate each other

They’re basically bitter exes even though they never actually dated akfjsdf- I’m picturing her chewing him out about something but he’s clearly not listening, and he blows smoke in her face to interrupt her

He’s such a RAT HE’S A RATTT

And you already KNOW they call each other snarky petnames- The Onceler calling Artic firecracker is sooooooooo <3

There's this scene where she's in his office as the sun sinks towards the horizon. A regular occurrence by now; they always seem to be swapping quips and trying to get on each other's nerves, but lately it's been more quiet.

He's standing by the window, she's sitting on his desk, and there's something about the way her hair shines in the golden light filling the room that's just......... Beautiful. I mean. It's getting late, you should probably go.

—

Eventually the two of them get into a scuffle which turns into a hate makeout sesh, but they find out that they've been holding onto old photos of each other and they're both so sentimental and aaauauauu...... You were right. I do need you.

They finally admit to how much they've missed each other. How much they love each other. And how sick and tired they are of pretending they don't care. Holding onto each other like it's all they have.

And the Onceler just bursts into tears. God, he's so sorry. For everything. For all the damage he's done and for everything he's gotten far too deep into. Was any of this worth it? If things keep going this way the whole valley could be dead. I can't do this alone, just- Just hold me and don't let go. Please.

Artic's there for him when no one else was, just like before. It's always been her. She reassures him that they can fix this, that everything's gonna be ok, but the Onceler asks how she's so sure.

We'll figure something out. We always do.

—

AAAUGH and this scene of them flying together- The Onceler hasn't flown in a while so he's a bit rusty, but it isn't long until they're soaring over the city below and the way they twirl under the moonlight makes it look like they're dancing at the top of the world.

It's just a much-needed breath of fresh air. The softness of familiar company, without having to hide it under layers of sarcasm. Just letting themselves love each other.

The transition from petname (derogatory) to petname (affectionate) hhhhh- AND THEM USING THEIR OLD NICKNAMES FOR EACH OTHER. Artic calling him Ollie again.........

Also I have the mental image of Artic sitting on the Onceler’s arm and resting her chin on her hands on top of his head, kinda like this and I think it’s funny. Get perched on idiot

—

But something that people haven’t really mentioned about the barren state of the valley is how that would make way for more extreme weather, like dust devils and flooding. (Note: The initial inspo for this was the end of the Biggering Storyboard, where to me it looks like there are dust devils in the distance ouo)

This HUGE flood happens that the city is not at all prepared for, so everybody works together to set up sandbags, evacuate people, get resources, and just minimize as much damage as possible.

Part of the factory gets busted up and fuckign explodes and Artic goes in to save someone (insert reference to the Legend of the Guardians: The Owls of Ga’Hoole fire scene), but in doing so her wings catch on fire-

There’s this BANGER scene in my head of Artic spinning way up into the sky, red flames against the dark blue-greens of the sky, before falling like a shooting star and plummeting into the muddy water flooding the streets.

The Onceler drags her outta there but her wings don’t work anymore (and they were prob a huge hazard in a storm like this anyways since they’re made of metal), so she takes them off and continues the work on foot.

Eventually the storm passes, pale yellow light shining through smoggy blue-gray clouds. Everything is silent save for the idle dripping of water.

The catastrophe is over, and by this point everyone realizes that all this would never have happened if it weren’t for the damage the Onceler has done to the environment, so they’re all after his ass lmao-

BUT the last tree never got cut down, so perhaps there’s still hope. Efforts are made to rebuild everything that got damaged, and regrow everything that was lost. Woodpeckers are now tasked with tracking the valley's regrowth, checking on all the little saplings.

—

Artic and the Onceler sitting under a truffula tree as the valley regrows.

Him singing, hands gliding over the strings of his old guitar. The one that started it all. Feeling a fluttering in his chest as Artic joins in, the way their voices complement each other perfectly. Oh, how he missed her......

The song ends with one final strum, easing into a peaceful silence as they sit there in the shade. Listening to the birds chirping in the distance and the gentle rustling of untouched tufts in the breeze.

The Onceler leans back with his eyes closed, taking a deep breath of fresh air. A hand brushes over his and he instinctively holds it with a light squeeze. He turns to see Artic smiling at him with such a softness in her eyes, sweet as a memory. We made it.

There is hope. And despite everything that's happened, despite everything we've been through, it's gonna be alright after all <3

—

SO HERE’S THE PLAYLIST I’VE GOT SO FAR :D

So What: Their falling out from the Onceler's perspective. Storming off in a huff, determined to prove Artic wrong. To prove everyone wrong! He doesn't need her anyways! He's gonna do great, actually, and if she doesn't wanna be on the right side of progress then that's her own darn fault!

Fame < Infamy: This song represents that middle point between the gray and the green, so to speak. When things are just getting started and he's getting his first taste of things going his way. How he prioritizes his sprouting business over his relationships, reveling in the success and setting his sights ever higher. "The kid was alright, but it went to his head"

Biggering: The classic, the legend, the song which needs no introduction :D

Don't Mess With Me: A man reveling in his newfound power and desperate to be taken seriously now that things are finally going his way, but the lightness of the song (and the random mention of dinosaurs and even the name of the song itself) betrays that he might not be as cool and tough as he makes himself out to be.

No Place Like Home: THIS. THISSSS. If I had to choose a main theme for the AU, it would be THIS. IT’S SOOOO THEM IT’S EVERYTHING. This song was one of the big initial inspirations for the AU and I'm gonna make another post just goign crazyinsane over the lyrics BECAUSE IT'S SOOOOOOOOO

Devil in Disguise: This is of the songs I imagine Artic dancing to like that scene with the metal pipe ouo

Attention: Just kiss already

Toxic: JUST KISS ALREADYYYYY

House of Memories: The Onceler's regret for everything that happened between him and Artic and just wanting to go back to how things were. Both of them finally admitting their feelings for each other, how much they need each other. "WILL YOU REMEMBER ME IN THE SAME WAY / BECAUSE I REMEMBER YOU" EXPLODES AND DIES FOREVER. No one else understands me like you do, can we try again.....?

Vegas Lights: What if we were friends-turned-enemies-turned-lovers and we flew around the city at night, feeling the wind in your hair as you look down at all the lights dotting the ground below, and we rose into the air dancing under the moonlight....... And we kissed......... Haha jk jk. Unless? "We gotta be starting something / would you change it if you could?"

Glad You Came: Ok this song just sounds magical and they're just happy to be in each other's company and they trust each other and aaaaaa <3

My Love Mine All Mine: Artic and the Onceler all cuddled up with moonlight shining through the window and she thinks he's asleep so she starts singing this........ And her eyes are closed and the Onceler looks up to see her singing and her hair glows in the moonlight and ouhg......... <3

The Phoenix: The rising tide of the flood and fabric crackling in the heat. Our time is running out, but we can still make things right. How? We'll figure something out. We always do.

Underneath the Sycamore: This song just feels like a deep breath, relaxing your shoulders for the first time in forever. We made it. We really made it. And the softness they have for each other now........ They really do know each other better than anyone ouo

[ninjadeathblade]

Moulin Rouge Discotrain AU (part twenty five)

Summary: (Post-game canon) The Conductor and DJ Grooves agree to finally work on a movie together. They come up with 'Moulin Rouge', a musical drama filled with romance. Over time the two directors grow closer and discover that maybe they don't hate each other as much.

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Word count: 711

Warnings: None

Author's notes: Grooves is finally going to realise his feelings. Only a little longer until they admit their feelings. Enjoy!

Grooves sipped his mug of coffee, watching as Conductor trudged into the room.

He'd left the owl to sleep after Conductor had finished watching his reel.

Conductor had been nice enough to let Grooves stay and watch the rest too.

"Sleep well?" Grooves asked, watching as the coffee machine dispensed into another mug.

Conductor let out a grumbled string of words, snatching up the mug and downing the piping hot liquid.

"You need to say goodbye," the train chimed.

"Yeah, I'll go chat to Roxie in a bit," Conductor said. "Sorry about the, uh- the mess I was in the other night."

"Hey, no, don't apologise," Grooves replied. "You were there for me at that interview when I was out of it."

Conductor crossed over and sat down beside him in the booth, resting his head on the tabletop.

"Thanks Grooves," Conductor mumbled.

"Roxie is outside!" The train announced.

"Let her in then." Conductor waved a hand.

The ceiling lights flickered in a pattern, flashing in a row from one end to the end they were sitting at.

"So, how is the train, um, alive?" Grooves inquired.

"I don't actually know," Conductor laughed, sitting back up.

"She doesn't know either. The Express was like this when I got her. I've got the records from her previous owners and they didn't know either."

"So you're saying you've done peck all to solve the case?!"

"I appreciate you quoting my movies darling, thanks," Conductor said with a grin.

Grooves' chest fluttered slightly as his friend turned back to him.

"It's crazy, right?" Conductor mused, the corners of his mouth still pulled into a smile.

"Y-yeah," Grooves stammered, face heating.

The door at the other end of the carriage slid open and the lights flickered back to normal.

Roxie made a few gestures as she walked over, sitting down across from the two of them.

Conductor shrugged, signing something back.

Roxie looked between Grooves and Conductor, cocking her head to the side.

Conductor rapidly signed something before standing.

"I'm cold, I'm going to get my coat," Conductor announced, jogging up the stairs in the room.

"What was on the tape?" Roxie asked after he was gone.

"I think he should tell you himself," Grooves answered.

Roxie frowned, leaning back against the wall.

"Dad got me to go to a theatre club when I was younger. Apparently I had talent. I didn't enjoy it though," Roxie reminisced, propping her feet up on the table. "Dad got kind of upset. But Mum understood; she was nice about it. That was one of the last happy memories I have with her before she died."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. You two would've gotten along really well. For more than one reason," Roxie chuckled after she said the last part, smirking as she looked over at Grooves.

"What do you mean?" Grooves asked. Roxie shook her head gently.

"You both loved acting. And you both love Conductor," Roxie whispered.

Grooves started to protest before Conductor came back out from upstairs, running back down to the booth and sitting beside the penguin. He'd put on his dark coat, buttoned tightly around him.

"What'd I miss?" Conductor asked, talons tapping out a tune on the tabletop.

"Hamilton songs on the brain?" Roxie teased.

"Shut it, peck neck," Conductor replied with a slight laugh, resting his head on Grooves' shoulder.

Roxie sighed, looking between the two of them.

Grooves looked at Conductor out of the corner of his eye, a faint heat rising in his cheeks.

He'd never seen Conductor so happy.

"Are you cold or somethin'? I can go grab your coat," Conductor offered, indicating Grooves' puffed up feathers.

"Oh, no, it's nothing," Grooves protested.

Roxie stood up, reaching over and quickly ruffling the feathers at the top of Conductor's head.

"I've got to get back. But I'll come visit the studio some time. And perhaps even come to your movie premier," Roxie said.

"Our movie is gonna win all the awards this year," Conductor bragged.

Roxie let out a bark of laughter, waving goodbye before she left the carriage.

Grooves stared at The Conductor.

"What?" The owl asked.

"You called it our movie."

"And?"

"It's the first time you've called it our movie."

"I couldn't make it on my own."

[userminusone]

Guess what I did over the past few days?

I took two of my favorite music, Animusic and Sevish and mushed them together using this legendary AI tool called rave.dj, so if you like both of those music (or at least one of them), today's your lucky day!

1 - More Bells And Whistles x Enterprise - https://rave.dj/6jniPQpM-a2TVw

2 - Beyond The Walls x Calabi Yau Manifold - https://rave.dj/F4bWCDyAT_-6Kg

3 - Future Retro x Waveblender - https://rave.dj/whLExe0HUO2CsA

4 - Stick Figures x Dream Up - https://rave.dj/u6oFkJ3NVuWudw

5 - Aqua Harp x Earthling - https://rave.dj/xYJ9Co-MFvIE4Q

6 - Drum Machine x Baobaoshuijiaojiao - https://rave.dj/Fj_YNYtqul2C3Q

7 - Pipe Dream x Everyone - https://rave.dj/GdAvSW9nZksASQ

8 - Acoustic Curves x Horizons - https://rave.dj/c_k67O_mrbjAKg

9 - Harmonic Voltage x Come On A Journey - https://rave.dj/L-m6qpszXNoL2g

10 - Seventh Alloy x Zero Nothings - https://rave.dj/eVSpDQBiFBEvZQ

11 - A Slight Delay x You Tell Me - https://rave.dj/65ep_GBbeaE9Uw

12 - The Harvester x Umbriel - https://rave.dj/v8e8iXmXxS9WUw

13 - Starship Groove x Vidya - https://rave.dj/28lpwq3S3XL9gw

14 - Pogo Sticks x Droplet - https://rave.dj/9DJHSZ_STAqNXQ

15 - Resonant Chamber x Some Things Must - https://rave.dj/KUkpi9a4YT7ZSw

16 - Cathedral Pictures x There Is Something Else - https://rave.dj/zQQFmHZHLuDgrQ

17 - Pipe Dream 2 x Tritavium - https://rave.dj/3WMR7_bVYdelrg

18 - Fiber Bundles x Ganymede - https://rave.dj/cF1zCtZta09HXQ

19 - Gyro Drums x Orbital - https://rave.dj/f717mxT0tGRtyA

20 - Heavy Light x I Won't Forget - https://rave.dj/E4dPmQovtJm09Q

[jimitjain]

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[millworkdrafting]

Important Tools Used in a Millwork Shop

If you’ve ever admired a beautifully crafted wooden cabinet or the fine detailing around doors and windows in a home, chances are a skilled millworker — backed by a well-equipped shop — was behind it. Millwork is a craft that relies not only on the artisan’s experience but also on the quality and precision of the tools they use.

Whether you’re just starting out or looking to upgrade your workshop, knowing the essential tools used in a millwork shop is key to building efficiently, safely, and professionally. Let’s explore the must-have tools that help bring custom woodwork to life.

1. Measuring and Marking Tools

Before the first piece of wood is cut, everything starts with measuring. Precision is the backbone of millwork, and the tools used here set the tone for the entire project.

Tape Measures and Rulers: These are your daily drivers. Whether you’re cutting cabinet frames or measuring drawer openings, accurate tape measures and rigid rulers help eliminate guesswork.

Squares and Levels: To ensure every corner is truly 90 degrees and every edge is level, tools like combination squares, speed squares, and spirit levels are essential. A single degree of error can ruin a fit.

Marking Gauges and Pencils: Marking tools are used to scribe accurate cut lines and alignment guides. A good pencil, awl, or marking knife helps maintain clarity and accuracy during cuts and layout.

Without solid measuring and marking tools, even the most advanced machinery won’t save a project from poor alignment or awkward gaps.

2. Cutting Tools

Cutting is where wood takes shape, and in a millwork shop, a variety of saws are used to handle different types of cuts with precision and efficiency.

Table Saw: Arguably the heart of any woodshop, the table saw is ideal for ripping and cross-cutting large panels and hardwood. It's a versatile and powerful tool for breaking down raw material.

Miter Saw: When it comes to making accurate angled cuts — especially for moldings, trims, and frames — the miter saw is your best friend.

Band Saw: If you're working with curved lines or need to cut intricate shapes, the band saw excels in areas where straight saws can’t go.

Jigsaw and Circular Saw: These portable tools are great for cutting in tight spaces or for work outside the shop. While they may not offer the same precision as stationary machines, they’re excellent for rough cuts and flexibility on the go.

Each saw has its unique role in transforming raw lumber into functional and artistic millwork pieces.

3. Shaping and Routing Tools

Cutting gives the basic form, but shaping tools refine the wood and add character.

Router: This is a go-to tool for cutting grooves, joints, and decorative edges. Routers are essential for custom detailing, whether you're making a simple cabinet door profile or a complex raised panel.

Planer: If you need consistent thickness across your boards, a planer does the job efficiently. It smooths out rough lumber and gets surfaces flat and uniform.

Jointer: Used to create flat and straight edges before gluing boards together, the jointer ensures your materials align perfectly with no gaps.

Together, these tools help turn rough boards into refined, workable components that are ready to assemble.

4. Assembly Tools

Once everything is cut and shaped, it’s time to put it all together. A solid set of assembly tools ensures speed and structural integrity.

Nail Guns and Staplers: These pneumatic tools make assembly quick and consistent, especially in high-production environments. They're ideal for securing face frames, backs, and trims.

Clamps: Whether gluing or holding parts in place while fastening, clamps are indispensable. You can never have too many — bar clamps, pipe clamps, corner clamps, and spring clamps all have their uses.

Drills and Drivers: Cordless drills and impact drivers are essential for everything from pre-drilling holes to driving screws into hardwood. They’re also handy for attaching hardware.

The right assembly tools help reduce strain on your hands and significantly increase output while maintaining precision.

5. Sanding and Finishing Tools

Sanding is where your project transitions from rough to refined. A great finish depends on thorough and even surface preparation.

Orbital Sander: A staple in any workshop, the orbital sander helps remove tool marks and smooth wood without leaving swirl patterns.

Belt Sander: This is your go-to tool for flattening and leveling large surfaces quickly. It’s aggressive, so it's best for the early stages of sanding.

Hand Sanding Blocks: These help you reach into tight corners and provide control for delicate work. Perfect for edges and detailed components.

Spray Guns: For applying finishes like lacquer, polyurethane, or paint, spray guns provide even coverage and a professional look.

A beautiful cabinet or trim piece is only as good as its finish — and sanding plays a big role in that outcome.

6. Dust Collection and Safety Equipment

Woodworking can create a mess — and worse, airborne dust that poses health risks. Proper dust management is vital for safety and cleanliness.

Dust Extractors and Shop Vacuums: These keep your work area clean and reduce dust buildup on machines, which improves their performance and lifespan.

Air Filtration Systems: These help clear fine particles from the air, making the shop safer for prolonged exposure.

Safety Gear: Always wear protective eyewear, ear protection, gloves, and dust masks. If you're finishing with chemicals, respirators are a must.

Safety should always be your top priority. Clean air and protective gear aren’t optional — they’re essential.

7. CNC Machines and Drafting Technology

Modern millwork shops often blend traditional craftsmanship with digital precision.

CNC Router: For complex shapes, engraving, and repeat cuts, CNC routers automate precision tasks and reduce manual labor.

Cabinet Design Software: Software like AutoCAD or Cabinet Vision helps create detailed shop drawings, 3D models, and cutting lists that are ready for production.

Laser Measures: For quick and accurate site measurements, laser tools help eliminate human error and speed up prep work.

These tools are especially useful in large-scale operations where consistency and speed are critical.

8. Workbenches and Storage Solutions

A functional workshop isn’t complete without proper workspaces and storage.

Heavy-Duty Workbenches: A solid workbench offers a stable surface for assembly, layout, or sanding. Many are custom-made for specific tasks.

Tool Cabinets and Wall Storage: Keeping your tools organized reduces downtime and improves efficiency. Pegboards, drawer systems, and mobile carts all help maintain order.

A clean and organized shop isn’t just about aesthetics — it directly affects productivity and safety.

Conclusion

Whether you're producing custom cabinets, trim, or architectural millwork, having the right tools in your shop can make all the difference. From precise measuring to high-end finishing, each step relies on specialized tools that bring quality and craftsmanship to the forefront.

At Millwork Drafting, we know that well-planned designs and accurate shop drawings are just as essential as the tools in your shop. That’s why we provide professional drafting services that help millwork shops, contractors, and designers bring their visions to life — faster and better.

Looking for professional shop drawings or millwork drafting support? Contact us today and let’s bring your next project to life with precision and detail.

[jaibros-tool]

Types of CNC Inserts Explained

Simple guide for everyday machine users in India

In every machine shop, tools matter. One tool that’s used all the time is the CNC insert. These are small parts, but they do big work. From cutting metal to shaping parts, these inserts help the CNC machine do its job right.

If you are new to this, or even if you’ve been working with machines for years, this simple guide will help you understand more about CNC inserts, drilling insert, and U drill inserts, in easy words anyone can understand.

What Are CNC Inserts?

Let’s start with the basics.

CNC inserts are small cutting tools. They go into tool holders, and then the holder is fixed into the CNC machine. The insert is the part that touches the metal and does the cutting.

Most inserts are made of carbide. That means they’re super strong and can handle tough materials like steel, cast iron, or aluminum. When they get dull, you don’t throw away the whole tool, you just change the insert.

That’s why people like CNC inserts. They’re easy to replace and save both time and money.

Why Inserts Matter

If you use the wrong insert, your job will be slow or wrong. The part might not come out clean. The tool might break. The machine might stop.

But with the right insert, the cut is smooth, the machine runs better, and your work gets done faster.

In every workshop, people use different inserts depending on what they’re cutting and how deep or fast they need to go. Some jobs need drilling insert, others need U drill inserts, and many jobs just need regular CNC inserts for turning or facing.

8 Common Types of CNC Inserts

Here are the main types you’ll see in Indian workshops:

1. Turning Inserts

These are for shaping the outside of a metal part. They work while the part is spinning on the CNC lathe. These can make round bars, rods, and pipes.

You can get them in many shapes, triangle, square, round - depending on what shape you want to make.

2. Grooving Inserts

Used to make small cuts or slots. Grooves are needed in many parts like nuts or rings. These inserts are sharp and narrow.

Some shops use U drill inserts before grooving, to create a center hole or to make the job easier.

3. Parting Inserts

These are used to cut the piece off after turning. Like slicing a bar into pieces. A parting insert works like a sharp blade, cutting the metal into sections.

They are short and strong, and give a clean finish.

4. Boring Inserts

Boring inserts help in enlarging a hole inside a part. First, a drilling insert is used to make a small hole. Then, a boring insert makes it wider and smoother.

This is common in gear parts, auto components, and shafts.

5. Threading Inserts

These are used to make threads on metal. Like the grooves on a bolt or nut. These must be very accurate. One small mistake and the thread won’t fit.

6. Face Milling Inserts

These inserts help make flat surfaces. They remove the top layer of metal and leave a smooth face. Milling inserts can also be used on soft metals like aluminum.

Some shops also use U drill inserts before face milling, to clear the hole area first.

7. Drilling Inserts

This simple drilling insert is used to make holes. They are fitted into special drill holders. The tip does the cutting.

They are used in every workshop, every day. Holes in engine parts, plates, flanges all need strong and sharp drilling inserts.

8. U Drill Inserts

U drill inserts go inside a U-drill, which is a type of tool that makes deep and wide holes fast. These are used when you want to drill quickly and remove a lot of metal.

U drills are popular now in Indian CNC shops. They save time and give a good finish. That’s why more shops are keeping extra U drill inserts ready at all times.

How to Choose the Right Insert?

It’s easy. Just ask these questions:

What material are you cutting?

Do you need a hole or outer shape?

Is the job heavy or light?

What’s your machine speed?

If it’s a deep hole, go for U drill inserts. If it’s just a simple hole, use a drilling insert. For surface or side cutting, pick the correct CNC inserts based on size and shape.

And if you’re not sure, ask someone experienced in your shop, or the tool seller.

Where Can You Buy Them?

In India, inserts are easy to find. You can get them from:

Local tool markets

Online websites like Jaibros

Brand dealers in your area

Many brands like Widia, Mitsubishi, Korloy, and Totem sell CNC inserts, drilling insert, and U drill inserts in all sizes.

Just make sure you check what holder you have before buying. The insert must fit properly.

Care Tips for Inserts

If you want your inserts to last longer:

Don’t use them too fast or too slow

Store them in a dry box

Clean them after every use

Don’t drop them, carbide is strong but can break

Keep extra CNC inserts, drilling insert, and U drill inserts ready

Changing inserts at the right time keeps your machine safe and your work smooth.

Final Words

CNC machines need good tools. And good tools need good inserts.

Whether you’re cutting from the outside, drilling holes, or shaping a part, there’s a special insert for every job.

Now you know the types, CNC inserts for turning, drilling insert for holes, and U drill inserts for big jobs. Just choose the right one, take care of it, and your machine will do great work.

Better insert, better cut, better finish.

[linuxgamenews]

Look Mum No Computer: The Ultimate Twin-Stick Shooter

Look Mum No Computer twin-stick shooter action RPG game is coming to Steam Deck, Linux, Mac, and Windows PC. Thanks to the creative minds at The Bitfather, bursting with personality, chaos, and pure fun from start to finish. Coming to both Steam and GOG. Buckle up, penguin-powered warriors—there’s a synth-fueled storm about to rip through your distro. Look Mum No Computer — yes, the same name that’s been rattling YouTube’s algorithm with hacked-together oscillators and a flame-throwing pipe organ. The twin-stick shooter action RPG is due to now cross into gaming, and it’s doing it loud. Publisher Headup and dev team The Bitfather just punched the big red launch button: the full game lands on July 24th, with a native Linux build ready on day one, and it's even Verified on Steam Deck too. Even better? You can also grab the free native game demo right now and put it through its paces on your favorite kernel.

What’s the deal?

Picture this: you, a twin-stick controller (or trusty mouse & keyboard), and an army of household gadgets that have gone totally rogue inside a glitchy, pixel-art realm called Soldersworth. Sam Battle—aka Look Mum No Computer in the real world. Due to dive inside these busted machines with his chatty Synth sidekick, Kosmo, to smack some sense back into toasters, TVs, and, somehow, undead broccoli. It’s equal parts Saturday-morning cartoon and sweaty bullet-hell arena — so only the soundtrack is yours to remix on the fly.

Your weapons are the music

Every time you weld a fresh synth module onto your PC, you’re adding another layer to the in-game soundtrack. Crank a low-frequency oscillator? That’s a bass growl spitting voltage into your projectiles. Drop the infamous flamethrower module—straight out of Sam’s viral organ build—and you’ve also got a sizzling lead line and a wall of fire swallowing capacitor creeps. The better you play, the better the beat. Since it’s due to be more like jamming live with your own chaos machine.

Look Mum No Computer | Announcement Trailer

Craft, mod, repeat

Strip scorched components from fallen foes, solder them into stranger shapes, and keep swapping them live. There’s also a touch of strategy here: every module drains the same battery that powers your guns and your groove. Go all-in on damage and you’ll be vibing in silence; lean too hard on beats and you might be tapping out pea-shooter pulses while the horde closes in. Find the sweet spot, and Soldersworth erupts into a face-melting electro-opera.

Worlds of Look Mum No Computer that definitely failed QA

One second you’re sprinting through neon breadboards; while the next, you’re deep in a garden where zombie veggies spit acid. Boss fights? Think office shredders with laser eyes or a CRT TV that blasts scan-lines like a death ray. Quests pop up from panicked NPC components begging you to rescue them—finish a side mission, and you’re rewarded with rarer parts to crank your synth arsenal into overdrive.

Why Linux gamers should care

Native build: No Proton roulette—download, chmod +x, run. Simple.

Demo out now: Test frame rates, see how your GPU likes that chunky pixel art.

Mod-friendly vibe: The devs are teasing Steam Workshop hooks, so expect community patches and maybe even custom oscillator packs.

So fire up your favorite package manager, sync those audio drivers, and get shredding. If you’ve ever wanted to weaponize a modular synth while head-banging to your own riffs—and, honestly, who hasn’t? — Look Mum No Computer twin-stick shooter action RPG feels like it was soldered together for you. See you in Soldersworth on July 24th on Steam and GOG. Coming to Steam Deck, Linux, Mac. and Windows PC. That native demo isn’t going to shred itself.

[starlightgenerator]

Construction of Hole Type Fuel Injector for Diesel Generator Set Part 2

This article continues to introduce the working principle and structure of the hole type fuel injector for diesel generator users.

High pressure fuel enters the annular groove at the upper end of the needle valve body through the oil passage in the filter element and injector body from the inlet pipe joint. This groove is connected to the annular space at the lower part of the needle valve body through two inclined holes. The high-pressure diesel flowing through the lower cavity exerts an upward axial thrust on the conical surface of the needle valve. When this force overcomes the frictional force between the pressure regulating spring and the needle valve body (which is very small), the needle valve moves upward and opens the injection hole [as shown in Figure 5-2 (b)]. Therefore, high-pressure fuel is sprayed into the combustion chamber from the injection hole at the lower end of the needle valve body. The lift of the needle valve is limited by the lower end face of the injector body, which is beneficial for quickly cutting off fuel. When the fuel injection pump stops supplying fuel, due to the sharp drop in oil pressure in the high-pressure fuel pipe, the needle valve quickly closes the injection hole and stops supplying fuel under the action of the pressure regulating spring.

During the operation of the fuel injector, a small amount of fuel will leak out from the gap between the needle valve and the needle valve body. This part of the fuel can lubricate the needle valve and rise along the gap around the tappet, entering the return pipe through the hole on the return pipe bolt 1 and flowing back into the fuel tank. To prevent small debris from blocking the spray hole, a slotted filter element is installed on the high-pressure oil pipe joint.

The fuel injector is fixed in the injector seat hole on the cylinder head with two fixing screws and sealed with a copper cone to prevent air leakage. During installation, the head of the fuel injector should protrude a certain distance from the plane of the cylinder block (specific regulations apply to various machines). For this purpose, shims can be added between the copper cone and the fuel injector, or the copper cone can be replaced to adjust.

The domestically produced 135 series diesel engines all use orifice injectors. Its characteristics are: small nozzle diameter, good atomization quality, but high precision requirements, which brings certain difficulties to small hole processing, and the nozzle is easily blocked by carbon deposits during use.

The pressure regulating spring installed on the upper part of the fuel injector body presses the needle valve tightly against the sealing cone surface of the needle valve body through the tappet, causing the injection hole to close. Only when the oil pressure rises enough to overcome the elastic force of the pressure regulating spring, can the needle valve rise and start fuel injection. The injection pressure at the beginning of injection depends on the elasticity of the pressure regulating spring, which can be adjusted with a pressure regulating screw.

Dingbo Power was founded in 1974 and is one of the earliest manufacturers of generators and diesel generator sets in China. If you want get more information, please feel free to send email to sales@dieselgeneratortech.com we will pay highly attention on your question.

[goodrichgasket]

KammProfile Gaskets are engineered to provide high-performance sealing in critical applications involving high pressure and temperature. These gaskets consist of a solid metal core—typically stainless steel—machined with concentric grooves on both sides. A soft sealing layer such as graphite, PTFE, or mica is applied to both faces, allowing the gasket to conform to flange surfaces and create a tight, reliable seal.

They are widely used in the oil & gas, petrochemical, power generation, and chemical industries. Known for excellent blowout resistance, they maintain seal integrity even under extreme fluctuations. KammProfile Gaskets offer the benefit of reduced flange surface damage, ease of handling, and reusability, making them a cost-effective and dependable solution for both standard and critical piping systems.

[atplblog]

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[udhhyogpuddleflange]

Puddle Flange for Electrical Conduit in Concrete Walls – Explained

When electrical conduit pipes pass through concrete walls or slabs, they create potential paths for water to seep into indoor spaces or control panels. This is especially risky in basements, lift shafts, pump rooms, or outdoor walls exposed to rain or groundwater. The most reliable way to seal these penetrations is by using a puddle flange designed for electrical conduit.

In this guide, Udhhyog—a trusted name in manufacturing GI, MS, and SS puddle flanges—explains the purpose, usage, and benefits of installing a puddle flange specifically for electrical conduit in concrete structures.

🔌 What Is a Puddle Flange for Electrical Conduits?

A puddle flange for electrical conduit is a circular ring-like component that is fixed around the conduit pipe before it is embedded in concrete. Its purpose is to:

Prevent water migration along the outer surface of the conduit

Protect electrical wiring from moisture

Ensure long-term structural integrity in wet conditions

Unlike regular sealing methods (tapes or sealants), puddle flanges provide a permanent, mechanical barrier embedded in the concrete structure.

🛠️ Where Is It Used?

Basement walls and floors

Lift machine rooms

Water treatment and STP control rooms

External RCC walls exposed to rainfall

Underground electrical ducts

🧱 How to Install Puddle Flanges for Electrical Pipes in RCC Walls

✅ Step 1: Choose the Right Flange

Match the inner diameter with the conduit size

Use GI or SS puddle flanges for wet areas

For corrosive zones, prefer stainless steel (SS)

✅ Step 2: Fix the Flange on the Conduit

Position the flange at the point where it will pass through the concrete

Secure it tightly to prevent shifting

✅ Step 3: Embed the Pipe and Flange During RCC Pouring

Place the conduit in the RCC formwork

Pour concrete around the flange, ensuring full compaction and bonding

Use a vibrator to eliminate voids

✅ Step 4: Cure and Inspect

Allow proper curing

Inspect for gaps or water seepage at entry points

⚙️ Why Use Udhhyog Puddle Flanges for Electrical Applications?

Available in custom sizes for conduit pipes

Made from corrosion-resistant GI, MS, and SS

Designed with grooved edges for better grip in concrete

Ideal for use in compliance with IP65/IP67 electrical enclosures

Quick dispatch & bulk availability across India

❓ Frequently Asked Questions (FAQ)

🔹 Q1: Can water seep through electrical conduit pipes embedded in concrete?

A: Yes. Without a puddle flange, water can travel along the pipe surface and enter interior spaces or control boxes.

🔹 Q2: What type of puddle flange is best for electrical use?

A: GI or SS flanges are ideal. SS is preferred for long-term performance in wet or chemical-prone areas.

🔹 Q3: Is sealant alone enough to stop leakage?

A: No. Sealants are temporary. A puddle flange forms a permanent bond with concrete, offering long-term waterproofing.

🔹 Q4: Can puddle flanges be used with PVC electrical conduit?

A: Yes, as long as the flange inner diameter matches the outer size of the conduit. Udhhyog offers sizes for PVC, GI, and HDPE conduits. 

[arhtrd]

Taps vs. Dies: Understanding the Key Differences in Threading Tools

Threading is a vital machining process widely used in industries like construction, automotive, plumbing, and manufacturing. At arhtrd, we understand the importance of clean, precise threading for ensuring structural integrity and component compatibility. Whether assembling machinery or repairing stripped threads, threading ensures bolts and fasteners fit securely by forming helical grooves on cylindrical surfaces.

Two of the most essential tools in the threading process are  taps and dies. Though both are used to create threads, they serve very different functions. This comprehensive guide from arhtrd will explain threading, break down the differences between taps and dies, and help you choose the right tool for your application.

What Is Threading?

Threading is the process of cutting spiral grooves—called threads—on the inside or outside of a cylindrical object. These grooves allow fasteners such as screws and bolts to engage securely.

Internal Threading: Creates threads inside a drilled hole for bolts or screws to fit.

External Threading: Forms threads on the outside of a rod or pipe, allowing it to fit into a threaded hole.

At arhtrd, we emphasize the importance of accurate threading for strong joints, tight seals, and easy disassembly in applications across aerospace, manufacturing, plumbing, and more.

What Is a Tap?

A tap is a tool used to cut internal threads within a pre-drilled hole. This tool is essential for preparing a surface to receive a threaded fastener.

Types of Taps

Taper Tap: Features a gradual taper, making it easy to align and start the thread—perfect for beginners or initial threading steps.

Plug Tap: Designed with a medium taper and used for general-purpose internal threading.

Bottoming Tap: Has nearly no taper and is used to cut threads near the bottom of blind holes.

Common Uses of Taps

Creating threads for bolts, nuts, and internal components.

Repairing stripped or damaged internal threads.

Threading a variety of materials, including metal, plastic, and wood.

At arhtrd, we recommend using precision-ground taps for maximum accuracy and durability in both DIY and professional settings.

What Is a Die?

A die is used to cut external threads on rods, pipes, and bolts. Dies are crucial in forming male threads that fit securely into tapped holes.

Types of Dies

Round Dies: Commonly used for cutting or rethreading external threads.

Hex Dies: Feature a hexagonal shape and are compatible with standard wrenches for easy manual threading.

Adjustable Dies: Allow for minor thread size adjustments, making them ideal for custom fits.

Common Uses of Dies

Creating external threads on rods or pipes.

Repairing damaged bolt threads.

Producing specialty fasteners in mechanical, automotive, and plumbing applications.

arhtrd’s collection of high-performance dies ensures clean cuts, thread consistency, and long-lasting tool life.

Taps vs. Dies: What Sets Them Apart?

Understanding the core differences between these tools is essential for selecting the right one.

1. Functionality

Taps create internal threads for receiving screws or bolts.

Dies create external threads on cylindrical objects like rods or pipes.

Example: If you're attaching a bolt to a solid surface, use a tap to create internal threads. If you're making a bolt from a rod, use a die to cut external threads.

2. Thread Cutting Process

Tapping Process:

Drill a hole in the material.

Insert the tap and rotate to cut internal threads.

Carefully back off periodically to clear debris.

Die Threading Process:

Secure the rod or pipe.

Fit the die and turn it to form external threads.

Apply cutting oil to reduce friction and ensure a smooth finish.

Both processes are taught in threading guides on the arhtrd blog and product manuals.

3. Required Tools

Taps: Used with a tap wrench for torque and alignment.

Dies: Used with a die stock or wrench for balanced threading.

At arhtrd, we offer ergonomic tap wrenches and die stocks that ensure accuracy and reduce user fatigue.

4. Thread Repair Applications

Taps re-cut and restore worn or damaged internal threads.

Dies are used to repair damaged threads on bolts, rods, or pipes.

Thread repair is a key component of our maintenance kits available at arhtrd.com.

5. Speed and Efficiency

Taps may take longer as they require pre-drilled holes and careful alignment.

Dies can be faster since they cut threads directly onto the material.

Nonetheless, both require steady hands and the proper tools—available through arhtrd—to avoid thread misalignment or tool breakage.

Conclusion: Trust arhtrd for Precision Threading Tools

Taps and dies are essential tools for professionals and DIY enthusiasts alike. Taps are used to cut internal threads, while dies cut external threads. Knowing which tool to use—and how to use it—ensures strong, reliable, and properly aligned threaded connections.

At arhtrd, we pride ourselves on providing high-quality threading tools, detailed guides, and expert support. Whether you're restoring threads, assembling parts, or creating custom fasteners, you can count on arhtrd for the accuracy, efficiency, and durability your projects demand.

[boxmonkeymusic]

The Record That Raised the Dead

by Box Monkey Music

Scene 1 – Moanin’ at Midnight

Some songs don’t just haunt you. They wait. Curled in grooves. Asleep in static.

And every once in a while, they wake up hungry.

The evening heat hadn’t broken, not even as Box Monkey pried open the warped wooden doors of the old record cabinet. Dust floated in the air like slow rain. The machine inside was older than sin—mahogany sides, worn brass knobs, and a cracked speaker cloth that still held the scent of pipe smoke and pine oil.

He pulled the fragile disc from a faded paper sleeve:

EZEKIEL “BONEFINGER” GRADY – MOANIN’ AT MIDNIGHT (1933).

The label was hand-written in ink that had bled with time.

He placed the record gently on the turntable, lowered the needle, and let the hiss fill the room like breath in a crypt. Then the guitar came in—raw, bent, aching—and a voice rose up like it was clawing its way through the Mississippi mud.

Box Monkey sat cross-legged on the floor, eyes closed. Listening.

Not just hearing.

Listening.

The notes weren’t just sound. They were a spell. A summoning.

The music didn’t echo. It answered.

From behind the walls. Beneath the floorboards. From places not quite gone.

[subavarsha]

Ring Around the Reliability: A Look at Ring Gaskets! ⚙️🔩

Hey Tumblr fam! Ever wondered what keeps those massive pipes and industrial machines from, you know, dramatically exploding or leaking all over the place? Well, let's talk about a humble but mighty hero: the ring gasket!

Think of it as the unsung champion of sealing. In industries dealing with high pressures and temperatures – like oil & gas, chemical plants, and power generation (shoutout to all the engineers out there! 🤓) – these little rings are absolutely ESSENTIAL.

So, what's the big deal?

Ring gaskets are basically metallic seals designed to fit snugly into grooves on flanges (those connecting discs on pipes and equipment). When those flanges are bolted together super tight, the ring gasket gets compressed, creating a metal-to-metal seal that's incredibly robust.

Different Shapes for Different Needs!

The cool thing is, ring gaskets come in a few different cross-sectional shapes, each with its own superpower:

Oval: A classic choice, good for general high-pressure applications.

Octagonal: For even higher pressures and where a tighter, more concentrated seal is needed. Think REALLY intense conditions! 💪

Lens Ring: Used in specific high-pressure, metal-to-metal contact applications.

Why are they so awesome?

Super Tough: Made from strong metals like steel alloys, they can handle extreme pressures and temperatures that would make other seals crumble. 🔥

Leak-Proof Legends: When installed correctly, they create a really tight seal, minimizing the risk of leaks – which is a HUGE deal when you're dealing with potentially hazardous materials. 💧➡️🚫

Long-Lasting: These aren't your flimsy, single-use seals. Ring gaskets are built to last, contributing to the overall reliability and safety of industrial systems.

Blowout Resistant: Their design, nestled in those flange grooves, makes them less likely to get blown out under extreme pressure. Safety first! ⚠️

Spotted in the Wild:

You'll find these hardworking rings in all sorts of heavy-duty places:

Pipelines carrying oil and gas across vast distances.

Giant reactors in chemical processing plants.

The intricate workings of power plants.

Even underwater in subsea equipment! 🌊

Next time you see some serious-looking pipes or machinery, remember the little ring gasket doing its vital job behind the scenes! It might not be glamorous, but it's definitely a crucial piece of the puzzle. 🧩

Have you ever encountered ring gaskets in your work or studies? Share your experiences in the comments! 👇

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