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[draconic-ichor]

The Cat, The Sun, and The Moon

Fnaf fanfic

Sun/moon x female oc

Part 9

Warnings: strong language, sexual themes, biting, blood, predator/prey dynamics, mentions of past trauma, cannon typical horror

Summary: Things deteriorate further, and Tabby decides Moon needs a little adventure out of the apartment as well.

Feedback appreciated, 18+.

Sun blinked back online, systems feeling sluggish from the lower temperature. Sitting up, the sound of cement granted against the metal of his exoskeleton, he grimaced into the sunlight.

He was on the roof again.

And his clothes were gone…

Sun huffed, lifting himself to standing. He glanced around, finding Moon’s outfit quickly.

The rising sun started to warm him, making movements easier, as he grumpily pulled on the sweatpants, forgoing the hoodie since he was just going to have to change soon anyways.

He was painfully aware his counterpart was offline, in rest mode or forced updates, he didn’t care to find out.

“Hotheaded.”

He swung a leg over to the fire escape, words low and growly.

“Self centered.”

He climbed down to the apartment's balcony.

“Piece of…”

His voice-box grated as he sat crisscross on the balcony floor, rays tilting to beginning charging. Huffing out to release tensions before they flared too high. Sun tried to focus on any little sound of the waking city, closing his optics.

Bip!

The sound of a complete charging cycle roused him from his meditations. He blinked, standing to return to the apartment.

Something was off…

He tilted his head, listening.

Walking quietly his mood dropped into worry as he spotted light filtering from the office door. Padding up, he knocked softly.

“Moon?” Came Tabby’s voice, strained with tiredness. Throat sounding dry as well.

Sun wilted a bit, despite his best efforts, faceplate leaning on the door as he responded softly, “…No.”

“Sun?” She sounded surprised, adding more to herself than directed at him, “Shit, what time is it?”

“Can I come in?” He asked.

“Sure.”

He turned the knob, peeking in to see her at her computer, the dark circles under her eyes were only partially hidden by her smeared makeup.

“Have you been up all night?” He asked, free hand clenching into a fist with concern.

Rubbing at her cheek, streaking old mascara into an even worse mess, she answered sheepishly, “I guess so. Is it morning?”

“It’s seven thirty-six am…” Sun spoke in a way that was desperately trying to hide his disapproval, adding lower, “You work today…”

“Yea…yea I know.” She nodded, looking away. Forcing a weak smile, Tabby attempted to sound sure as she assured, “I’ll be fine though!”

“You’ll be fine?” Sun echoed.

“I’ll be fine.” She nodded, trying to convince them both at once, “I’ll just clean up a bit and buy like an energy drink or something on the way.”

“Star…” Sun frowned.

“I’m used to long nights.” She waved away his concern, standing, “This will be nothing.”

Sun stood to the side to let her pass, worrying his hands together as she rambled on about past experiences of sleep deprivation. He followed behind her as she went to the bathroom.

He caught the look that flashed over her features before she realized he was there: weary and self-reproachable. Turquoise eyes shifted to meet his gaze through the mirror, giving him a weak smile before starting to wash her face.

She hardly ate breakfast, mostly filling up on coffee before rushing out of the apartment.

Sun stood, just staring at the apartment door, optics far away and unfocused. He worried his hands together, rays retracting the longer he looked. He withdrew more into himself, feeling out of place.

You could only organize a one bedroom apartment so many times.

Sun knew that…weeks ago.

He filled the madding silence by stacking DVDs into a tower, carefully replacing them in alphabetical order before doing it all over again. It was almost therapeutic.

By the time he detected the door’s lock clicking open he’d been at the repetitive task for hours. Jumping to attention, his most recent tower was knocked over, making a plastic-y hollow sound as the cases clattered across the floor. Sun winced, swiveling to check if it was noticed.

If it was, Tabby showed no sign of caring about it, struggling to get her shoes off. She kicked them away, dropping her bag to the floor before stripping out of her work clothes. She looked about as bad as she felt, eyes dull and downcast as she made her way across the apartment.

He rushed to pick up the DVDs, placing them on the shelf with habitual ease.

“I missed you today.” Sun smiled, straightening to following behind her as she went into the bathroom.

“I missed you too.” She nodded, voice soft as she ran cool water to splash on her face. Sun noticed the little wince at the much brighter light of the bathroom.

“Sunshine…are you ok?” He asked, his excitement of her arrival fading.

“Y-Yea.” She didn’t look at him, “I just have a headache.”

“Can I make you something?” He offered, “Tea? Soup? Anything?”

“No.”

The answer was quick and simple, spiking through his casing. Sun moved out of the way as she crossed the hall.

“Maybe we can watch a movie?” He reached out for her, “Or, or, or, maybe-“

“I…” Tabby looked away, “I just want to go lay down, okay?”

Sun’s outreaching hands withdrew slightly, fingers curling into his palms. He forced his faceplate to keep the smile that painted over it.

“Well sure!” He agreed, masking his words in a cheery tone. His head tilted, a shadow of his desperation cracking through as he watched her. An optic twitched.

“Star?” He asked as she passed him.

“Yea?” She asked tiredly, not even turning to meet his gaze.

“Could,” he ventured, tone needy and searching, “Could we cuddle then?”

Tabby paused at the bedroom door, hand on the handle. He saw how her fingers clenched in the slightest, shoulders sagging before she spoke.

“I have a migraine.” her voice was low, “The light makes it worse….”

There was much more implied in the tense silence that yawned after her words, making Sun flinch a bit.

He couldn’t go where there was no light…

He straightened, fiddling his fingers together. Nodding, his voice strained to convey normality, hell even a bit of false positivity, “Of course!”

Sun’s voice was just a touch too loud, making her wince again.

“You just go rest, and and and,” his smile almost hurt, “I’ll be right here!”

“…yea.” Tabby acknowledged the sentiment just enough to escape the interaction.

Sun watched closely as she closed the door behind her, painfully aware of the small click of the lock. Now away from any prying eyes he cracked, tightening enough his movements jerked as his head tilted.

Optic twitched, wandering back into the main arena of the apartment, desperately looking for something, anything, to clean.

It was spotless.

Everything was done.

Things organized and reorganized.

The twitching worsened, metal fingers clinking together.

“Moon?” Sun whispered, deadly low. His voice was almost just a staticy hum.

Moon was online, he could tell. He heard him.

“Moon, if you ruin this for me…I’ll…I’ll…” the words glitched.

M: You’ll what, Sunny?

The words were flat, no challenge yet no fear in them.

Sun grabbed at his faceplate, fingers clawing into his rays. “Well golly, I don’t know what I’ll do!” He smiled wildly, chest hurting, “I don’t know what I’ll do…”

His anger gave away into despair, rocketing through him like a comet, burning him from within.

M: Sun…

“Moon…I…” Sun crouched down, hiding his face in his knees. His body shook, rocking a bit to release tension.

“I love her, Moony.” Sun whispered, voice strained, “I love her a whole lot…”

M: Sun…

M: Sorry, I don’t…I don’t know why I-

“I know.” Sun whispered into the fabric of his pants, words wobbly and uneven, “I know…”

~

The bedroom door was still shut long after darkness fell, standing like stone before the lunar animatronic.

Moon was on all fours, faceplate pressed against the door, listening. He could just faintly pick up the soft sounds of snoring.

Tabby was sleeping.

His optics blinked open, moving away from the door slightly.

That was good….she needed sleep.

So why did he feel restless?

Moon took a few steps into the main area, pausing to listen again. Pressing his faceplate into the floor, he could hear the murmurs of a different tenant, the soft buzz of a strange tv.

Nothing to hold his attention for long, lifting his head to continue his rounds of circling the tiny living space. His optics caught sight of something, bright fabric drawing his attention. He snapped towards it, pawing closer to find one of Tabitha’s plushies laying on the living room rug.

It was the Moon plush…

Sun must have taken it earlier to give himself some company in wake of our recent silence.

Moon thought sadly, coming closer to look over the toy. Something inside him shifted.

His head tilted.

He pulled the plush closer, staring at it as if it would move.

“Hate you…” Moon whispered, words coming out like growls.

Claws scraped the old wood off the floor, grimace seared into his faceplate. A static-y sound left his voice box as he stared down into the small sewn eyes: bright blue thread staring back.

Mocking him.

He hissed, “Hate you.” Hands caging in the little plush. His optics burned red as he brought his thumbs down over its small face, digging his claws into its eyes.

“Monster!” He gorged them out, ripping into the stuffing, “Hurt everyone.” His voice rasped.

Clawing into the plush further, sobbing sounds choked out of his voice box, optics squeezing shit.

“Hate you.”

He wished he could cry, could release this rotting feeling.

“Everyone hates you.”

Wished that his body was flesh, that it would rush to comfort him with chemicals, sooth his mind. But nothing came: no tears, no relief, no kind hand.

Just him, that little doll with a false face, and rot.

“Everyone…”

He swallowed, looking down at the mangled toy.

Blue orbs gone.

Gone…no reminder of what he should be.

Of his failure…

Of his mistakes…

His chest hurt, looking at the wads of stuffing, part of him desperately wanting to scoop it up.

Desperately wanting to be held…

In a moment his demeanor shifted, face hardening as he ground his teeth. He pushed the doll away as if it was filth, lip curling.

“Deserve everything.” He hissed as he passed, stalking towards the balcony doors on all fours.

~

Sleep only brought the slightest relief to Tabitha, blinking open her eyes to the first shafts of light that peeked through her curtains. She swallowed, mouth feeling dry and heavy.

She needed water.

Standing up, she unlocked her door and started shuffling across the apartment, half awake. She stepped on something substantial, something soft that squished and gave underfoot.

Instantly sobering from her sleep haze, Tabby cautiously looked down, images of dead mice making her stomach tighten.

It was stuffing.

Relief eased the tension at the fact it wasn’t the gross remains of a rodent she'd stepped on first thing in the morning, was quickly replaced as her mind caught up with her more, eyes following the mess to its source: the torn up plush.

A little sound of surprise left her lips as she knelt down, scooping up the remains of the innocent toy.

A pain ran through her chest, guilt washing over her all over again. She clutched the toy tighter, thoughts pooling ever darker until the sound of the balcony door sliding open ran a steak through them.

Sun walked through the threshold, looking sour as he stepped out of Moon’s sweatpants. He grimaced slightly when one foot got caught in a leg, hopping a bit in an effort to free it.

“Did you do this?” Tabby turned towards the balcony.

“Do what?” Sun asked, leaning down to pull the sweatpants off his foot, once bare he turned and shut the glass door completely.

“This!” Tabby held up the toy, tone a bit more sharp.

His faceplate tilted up, he padded closer curiously. Looking over the mess, his rays retracted.

“….no.” Sun answered softly, worry and hurt thick in his voice, leaving Tabby little room to question.

“What did Moon do last night?” She asked, worry thick.

“I…don’t know.” Sun admitted turning away. He padded to the hall closet, busying himself with getting dressed to make distance between them.

Tabby didn’t relent, watching him expectantly.

Sun pulled on his hoodie slowly, going on, “I went into full rest mode…I have no idea what Moon did…”

He crossed the apartment to place Moon’s outfit on the counter to wash later. Taking a breath he didn’t need to steady himself to turned back towards her, coming closer as he spoke, “Maybe we can get you another one?” Sun offered, hopeful. He forced a smile to accompany his words.

“I’m not upset about losing this!” She held up the toy for emphasis. Seeing Sun’s smile falter at the volume of her voice, Tabby softened, wiping her cheek with the back of her hand. She sniffed, “I just…am worried and sad he would do this. I don’t know how to help, he never wants to talk to me and I just keep fucking things up…”

“Starlight…” Sun hummed, leaning closer to her.

“I don’t know what to do.” She sniffed, looking up at him.

Sun tilted his faceplate to bonk softly against her forehead, smile fully faltering. He thought for a moment, optics shifting about.

“I can try to fix this?” He offered, cupping a large hand around her much smaller ones, cradling the toy within.

“Could you?”

“Can definitely try.” He nodded, adding more softly, “I need more material though…”

“I can take care of that part.” Tabby wiped at her face more. Sniffing hard she mumbled, “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.” He hummed, taking the toy to carefully set on the table. Sun urged her closer, scooping her up in a hug.

“I’ll get snot on your shirt.” She huffed, relaxing into his hold.

“I’m used to it.” Sun hummed.

Tabby shot him a sharp look. She didn’t crythat much!

Practically reading her thoughts, Sun reminded, “I watch a baby three times a week.”

“Ooooh…right.” She softened.

“Silly.” Sun chuckled, curling his body around her affectionately.

~

“Mr. Sun?” Dakota’s voice broke the animatronic from his trance.

Sun blinked back into the present, looking down at the young girl. Her dark eyes were big and worried.

“Are you okay?” She asked, tilting her head.

They sat at her little art table, coloring and making crafts together. Tabby had been at work for hours now, this being one of the babysitting days.

Sun’s optics shifted down, jumping a bit in surprise.

The crayon he’d been using prior now lay snapped in his tightened grasp.

“Oh I’m so so so sorry!” He exclaimed, guilt washing over him as he dropped the broken tool as if it burned him.

“It’s ok, Mr. Sun.” Dakota reached out to pat his arm. Her concern melted his heart.

“I’ll replace this.” Sun looked down at the broken crayon again, “I promise, I’ll bring a new box Wednesday, little comet. I’m so so sorry.”

“We can still color with it.” Dakota smiled finally, cocking her head downwards to ask, “What’ure you drawing?”

Sun glanced down at his picture, realizing he’d drawn a messy version of Moon in his stupor. His rays retracted. “I…uh…I drew Moondrop.” He looked up to ask quietly, “Do you remember him at all?”

“His candy!” Dakota nodded, standing up to race into the other room.

Sun shifted to check on the baby, finding him still resting after his afternoon bottle. Just as he turned back to the table, the girl returned with a book. She held it up proudly, showing off an open page.

“It’s Moondrop!” She announced, pointing a tiny finger to the page. It was a book with brief information about the animatronics from the Plex: this page in particular showing the iconic poster with the character Moon was based on.

It was an odd feeling, every time Sun saw the characters they were made to model, like he was wearing someone else’s skin.

And in a way…he supposed he was.

“Yes, Star.” Sun nodded, “That’s Moon.”

Dakota nodded along with him, beaming.

The realization that that poster was her only reference for his counterpart dawned on him.

She turned the book back towards herself, looking it over with a more serious look on her little face. Pouting out her lip in concentration, she asked, “Where does he work?”

“Well, he works with me.” Sun informed softly.

“But I never see him!”

“No…”

“Is he sick?”

“Kind of.”

“Can we make him soup?” She asked sweetly, “Mommy says soup makes you feel better.”

Sun smiled, shaking his head gently, “Soup won’t help, I’m afraid.”

“Awwwww….” She sulked.

“Thank you, though.” Sun reached out to ruffle her hair, “It’s awful sweet of you.”

She giggled, previous discouragement quickly forgotten.

Sun was quiet, watching as the child returned to her crafts.

He felt far away from the colorful little table.

~

“I stopped at the craft store on the way home.” Tabby sighed, holding out a bag at arms length.

Sun carefully took it, glancing inside as she went on, “I tried to get matching fabric from memory but….”

“It won’t be the same…” Sun finished her thought, voice sounding defeated.

“Should it be?” She ventured.

Sun’s rays drooped, agreeing, “I suppose not.”

They both turned to look at the toy, sitting broken and sad on the coffee table. Tabby reached out to squeeze Sun’s free hand a bit, making him let out a little sound. His head tilted towards her, murmuring, “Go rest for a bit…I’ll work on this.”

“Are you sure?” She asked, offering, “Can I help?”

“Not enough room for extra hands.” He admitted, but added softly, “Thank you, though. I can handle this, Sunshine.”

She nodded, going to take some medicine before laying down.

It was dark by the time she woke, bolting up a bit. She grabbed her phone: 9:31 pm…

Moon was in the same spot he found himself any night recently that weather would allow…on the apartment’s rooftop.

He lay on his back, staring up into the night sky. His hoodie had been left in the apartment, clad in only the old grey sweatpants and his hat.

Moonlight mixed with the glowing lights of the city reflected off the bare metal of his chest. Moon’s hand absentmindedly felt over the exoskeleton of his chest, fingers tracing the seams of cured silicone that littered them. Optics never leaving the sky, wishing to see the stars more clearly.

The light pollution and smog made them very difficult to make out even to his mechanical vision. His fingers curled in harder to his chest, threatening to damage the casing, closing his eyes to the yawning feeling of longing.

A sound made him sit up suddenly, faceplate swirling towards the fire escape. The metal creaked with added weight, the clink of shoes to follow. A pastel form appeared, Moon’s fight or flight response warning as he realized it was only Tabby.

She huffed, lifting herself over the lip of the roof. Brushing some of the rust from her clothes she padded over to where he sat.

She’d never followed him up to the roof before…

“Hey big guy.” Her voice was soft, guarded.

Moon looked her up and down, eyes reverting back to their normal half lidded state as his surprise waned. He huffed out, “Dangerous for you.” As he lay back down.

“You like to point that out a lot.” Tabby snickered, kneeling down beside him.

He made a dismissive sound, not offering her any other attention.

Tabby wilted a bit, following his gaze up into the sky. She wasn’t much for sky-watching, their place in the city guaranteeing a level of dissatisfaction to the hobby. Despite that, she attempted to get comfortable beside him, laying down on the concrete.

The cold of the roof seeped through her clothes quickly, sending a chill over her skin. Tabby crossed her arms over her chest, straining to look for any little lights in the dark sky.

They just lay there together, no idea for the time that passed. If not for the cold, Tabby would have started to drift a bit.

Moon made a sound, rousing her to attention.

“Why do they look…different?” Moon asked, voice gravely in its low tone.

“Hm?” She tilted her head slightly towards him.

“The stars.” He clarified, reaching his hand up towards the sky. His optics searched around as he tried to find the words, “So dark.” He pulled his hand back, clutching it to his chest, “….so far away?”

Tabby sighed softly, “It’s because we are in the city.”

Moon tilted his faceplate towards her, optic flicking away from the darkness.

“The lights drown them out.” She explained, “Out in the country, far away from any towns, they would be beautiful.” Her voice sounded wistful, closing her eyes as she painted the idea for her own mind as well.

“Have you?” He asked, voice hardly audible.

“Seen the stars?”

Moon rolled on his side, full attention on her now. A single claw scratched at the concrete roof, anticipation alighting his eyes.

“Never like that.” She admitted, a note of disappointment tinging the words.

Moon shifted a bit closer, the space between them warming up from shared heat. His teeth flashed a bit from his lip.

“Can we?” The words were light, much more than she’d heard from him in weeks. The shift in his melancholy blind-sighting her for a fleeting moment.

“See them together?” He asked more pointedly, part of him worried she misunderstood the question, while the other wrestled with the thought she wouldn’t want to spend the extra time together in the first place.

“That would be a long, long drive.” She admitted, watching him withdraw a bit. Quickly catching him before he completely hid away, she went on, “But…some day, I want to take you far away and see them.”

His gaze turned hopeful, a soft smile shadowing his lips. He nodded.

Tabby rolled back, looking up into the sky once more. A sigh left her, long and slow, as her mind wandered.

“I've hardly ever left the cities, just moving from one to another…” she admitted almost regretfully.

Moon watched her closely, single red optic never blinking.

“I want to see the ocean, and the mountains…” she thought aloud, wistfully, “So high we can touch the stars.”

“We?”

Rolling back on her side, Tabby nodded, “If you’d both come with me?”

Moon shifted, looking away as he clutched his hands to his chest. The sounds of the city as the only thing filling the silence between them.

“You don’t have to.” She soothed, voice gentle.

Moon shook his faceplate a bit, the metal making a hollow sound as it bonked against the concrete. His voice box seemed stuck with glue, words far away.

Tabby withdrew, mouth a thin line.

Sometimes they felt close, but all that warmth and familiarity could be washed away in a fleeting moment. Moon became quiet and hidden, bunching up in on himself to look small. He almost seemed scared?

Or maybe shy?

She thought, looking away as the gears turned in her head.

“Hey!” She exclaimed, excitement infecting her tone as she sat up suddenly.

Moon jumped at the sudden outburst, fans kicking up as he looked at her wide eyed.

“Let do something fun, yea?” She leaned over him, propping herself up on her hands.

Moon looked completely bewildered, hands going to wring his hat a bit without thinking.

“I know things have been…strained…between us.” She gave an awkward smile, “But maybe going out together is just what we need!”

“G-going out?” He echoed the words, optics widening further.

“Yea!” Tabby beamed, “I know somewhere I think you’ll love!”

Moon looked away worriedly, making Tabby double down, “No, you’ll love it, I promise! We have to drive tho so you gotta put a coat on.”

“Worried I’ll get cold?” He huffed, goading a response.

Tabby huffed herself now, snapping back, “No! I just don’t want people to stare at your shiny naked ass.” She crossed her arms as she finished.

Moon gave a gravely laugh at that.

~

Apprehension, and Moon’s inherent dislike of the car, strained his mood. Whatever mirth tickled around his chest now absent as he crunched himself up to fit into her tiny front seat, knees almost touching his chin.

Tabby has changed her clothes into something a bit more sturdy and dark, hair tied tightly back in a bun. She didn’t normally go out looking like this, making Moon’s curiosity thicken.

He looked away quickly when she glanced his way, instead focusing on the streetlights as they passed beneath them.

“I’m sorry…” Tabby’s voice came softly, glancing away again from the road a bit as she clarified, “About the other day.”

Moon just huffed, shifting to look out the window.

She gripped the steering wheel a bit harder, rambling to fill the silence and to soothe her own guilt. “I shouldn’t just assume the worst about you…you know?” Eyes flicking to see if there was any reaction. When one didn’t come she sighed, “It was shitty of me.”

Moon’s hand raised to do a ‘so so’ gesture, faceplate never turning from the window.

Tabby drove in silence, the awkwardness threatening to eat her alive.

“What about some music?” She offered, hand already going to the radio.

Moon turned to give her a narrow look of warning, Tabby instantly putting both hands on the steering wheel again.

“Okay, no music then.” She felt sweat on her lower back, this maybe being her top three of worst car rides.

“This is it!” Tabby announced, bringing the car to a stop.

Moon furrowed his nonexistent eyebrows, faceplate tilting.

They were in the parking lot of a long abandoned fast food restaurant, one that sported a multi level indoor playpark. Many of the windows were boarded up with large pieces of plywood, outer walls covered in graffiti.

Tabby got out of the car, going to pop the trunk. Moon got out more slowly, still trying to take everything in.

The sound of the trunk closing drew his attention, a look of confusion over his face.

Tabby smiled mischievously, holding up some flashlights and a crowbar.

“Wanna have some fun?” She asked, wiggling the crowbar.

“Where did you get that?” Moon frowned.

She scoffed, handing him a flashlight he truly didn’t need, “They are like ten bucks on Amazon. Come on.” She gestured.

He followed close behind, still trying to piece things together.

She looked up at him, smirking, “You miss the jungle gym right?”

He gave a small nod.

“Well this one has your name aaaalllll over it.” Her voice tinged with excitement, “Let’s play.”

Moon tilted his head, optic widening. A smile crept across his faceplate, nodding eagerly as Tabby ripped off one of the boards sealing the back entrance.

Anticipation made his fans kick up as he helped pry the door open. It creaked open with the sound of splintering wood, dust raining down on them.

He peeked inside, smiling widening.

“I used to work here…” Tabby explained as they wandered through the derelict dining area, colorful seats coated in a layer of grime scattered around the many round tables.

Moon didn’t respond, faceplate swiveling about to take everything in: old drink cups and food wrappers littered the floor, a cutout of the chain’s mascot standing in a lone corner. It looked at them with a big painted smile.

“But this,” Tabby announced, pulling open a set of double doors, “This, is where the magic happens…”

Moon stalked forward, hunching over a bit to investigate.

This was the play area: a multi level jungle gym made of plastic tubing, slides, play areas on each level, and plastic windows. The colors were dulled by years of neglect, dust coating every surface. The room echoed with the sounds of their steps, Moon’s posture changing to excitement.

He was practically buzzing, wishing his zip line was here.

“Well…” Tabby gestured upwards, “Have at it!”

Not needing to be told a second time, Moon was off. Reminding her of a released greyhound.

He ran about like a wild animal, climbing up the structure inside and out. He was deft and fast, just a blue blur about the rainbow plastic.

Tabby sat on a dusty old chair to watch, leaning back a bit as a smile reached her lips.

Moon was laughing, jumping to the ceiling rafters with glee. As he jumped to the next it gave a low groan.

Tabby leaned forward, worriedly.

The rafter bowed before snapping, it and the animatronic falling into the play structure with a clatter.

“Moon!” Tabby yelled, standing and cupping her hands around her mouth to call out again, “Moon! Are you okay?!”

A tense moment of silence answered her, Tabby steeling herself to climb up just as a fit of giggles broke out.

Moon crawled out of the twisted metal, a large grin across his faceplate. He smiled down at her, giving a thumbs up.

Tabby deflated, calling up, “Be careful!”

“No!” He called back defiantly, quickly resuming his explorations.

Rolling her eyes, she sat back down, pulling her phone free from her pocket to pass the time. She got lost within the tiny screen, unsure of how many minutes ticked away.

A sound made her look up.

Moon looked at her expectantly.

“Play?” Moon hung upside down, bouncing a bit as he attempted to lure Tabby in. When she looked apprehensive he shook the bars harder, voice more urging, “Play, Play, Play?!”

“I think I’m too big, buddy.” She looked at the old structure nervously.

He paused, head tilting to the side. He crawled closer, “No. Very small. Fit juuuuust fine.”

She bit her lip, Moon wilting.

He hung more limply, whining out, “Star said we’d play?”

Tabby huffed, “I did, didn’t I…” she sounded defeated, making Moon perk up.

He rattled at the bars again, chanting for her to join.

Kicking off her boots, she reluctantly entered into the play structure, batting away the cobwebs that tried to cling to her hair and clothes. It took a good moment for her to traverse the maze to find the opening where Moon was waiting.

“Okay…I’m in the tubes.” Tabby huffed, shifting around to sit more comfortably, her feet up against the fall wall.

“Let’s play chase.” Moon smiled, big and wide, his optics shining, “You run and try to hide, and I come after you.”

“Sounds unfair.” She crossed her arms.

Moon shook his head, trying to keep an air of calm over him despite the excited vibration that rattled through his whole form. “No, no, no.” He corrected, “I’ll play fair, I promise.”

Tabby squared her jaw, leaning towards him a bit as she held out her right hand. “Pinky promise?” Her smallest finger offered out, almost as a challenge. Her sea green eyes flashed in the darkness.

Moon’s smile returned with a vengeance, eagerly shuffling closer in the small space. He locked his pinky finger with her own, rasping out, “Cross my heart and hope to die.”

“You don’t have a heart.” She teased, making him roll his eyes.

“Cross my wires and hope to die.” He corrected lowly, optics narrowing.

Her lips cracked a smile.

But as she attempted to pull away, his finger gripped hers tighter, drawing her closer. She winced, eyes darting between the hold and his faceplate.

He leaned in closer still, huffing out synthetic breath into her ear. “The rules, kitten.” He whispered, “I’ll give you three minutes to hide before I start hunting. You can run as far and as fast as you want.” His voice was deadly low, causing a shiver to crawl up her spine.

“But if I win.” His smile spanned his faceplate, “If I catch you….You’ll be mine.”

As soon as the words sank in he let her go, the promise made.

He sat back on his haunches, detecting a spike in her heartbeat. Tabby swallowed, backing away to give herself room to breathe.

The dust heavy air suddenly felt stifling.

“One.”

Moon’s voicebox rasped, his claws flexing excitedly at Tabby’s sudden look of panic. She shuffled around to her hands and knees, stumbling over herself in her hurry to hide.

“Two…Three.”

His voice echoed off the plastic tubing. Tabby’s knees already aching from her crawl-running. No matter how far she seemed to go, his voice always seemed close, ever counting.

Finally she found a spot, far away and secluded, that she felt safe enough to stop. While trying to calm her thundering heartbeat she came to a sudden realization:

The counting stopped.

Tabby sucked in a breath, holding it in her lungs as she strained to listen.

The eerie silence was replaced with something even worse.

Moon was singing.

The animatronic’s gravelly voice sang along to his music box, glee evident in his tone alone.

“Round and round the cobbler's bench

The monkey chased the weasel

The monkey thought twas all in fun….”

The music stopped for just a fleeting moment. Tabby heard a bang much closer than she expected, hands going to her mouth to stifle a squeak.

“POP goes the weasel!”

The singing started again, much clearer:

“A penny for a spool of thread

A penny for a needle

That's the way the money goes…”

The scrape of metal against plastic echoed off the tubes, a gravelly voice chucked out the next line, “Pop goes the weasel!”

She bolted, adrenaline fueling her. An aching pain radiated through her knees as they scraped against the confined space, the old bolts holding the structure together snapping at her from static electricity. Her heart hammered in her ears.

All the while the singing continued, echoing around her.

He was everywhere, all at once. The image of his earlier romp flashing through her head: how quickly and easily he traversed the derelict structure.

“Round and round the mulberry bush

The monkey chased the weasel

The monkey stopped to pull up his socks…”

“POP goes the weasel!”

“Half a pound of tuppenny rice

Half a pound of treacle

Mix it up and make it nice!”

Tabby crawled through a cobweb, falling back a bit to sputter and wipe at her face. A red glow caught her eyes as the flash of teeth called out, “Pop goes the weasel!”

“Fuck!” She cursed, jumping into a nearby slide. Dust rained down, the bolts snapping and biting at her. One particularly loose one catching her hair and pulling it free of the bun.

Her sock clad feet hit an old play-mat, jolting her.

Shit.

She thought darkly, the slide only went to a different part of the structure instead of fully to the bottom. The darkness, mixed with the maze-like build had Tabby realizing she was thoroughly lost in the mess of rainbow plastic and foam coated bars.

She didn’t have long to mull over that as the singing picked up with a vengeance. Looking up, she just saw the animatronic dropping down on top the the layer she was currently in, giggling madly between words:

“Round and round the cobbler's bench

The monkey chased the weasel

The monkey thought twas all in fun!”

He was having the time of his life…

She thought before running again.

Like a scared little rabbit though its tunnels, as a viper hunted it down.

She burst out of the tube, falling into a small plastic room opening up somewhere within the structure. Tabby eyed another tube on the far side, trying to crawl toward it.

A hand shot out of the tube she just escaped, grabbing her ankle.

“Pop goes the weasel!”

Tabby squeaked, falling on her side as she was pulled backwards. She looked back, stomach suddenly dropping.

Moon was upside down, clinging to the top of the tube as he effortlessly crawled forward. His face was illuminated red by his optics, teeth looking exaggerated in the low light. He looked terrifying.

Oh fuck.

Tabby thought.

This was a mistake…

She kicked off his hold, trying to make a last ditch effort towards the far tube. She didn’t make much progress.

He darted from the tube on all fours, dropping down easily from the ceiling seconds earlier. A finger hooking into a belt loop of her jeans, pulling backwards.

Tabby lost balance, falling to her stomach.

“Fuck!” She yelped.

He pressed against her, faceplate dipping in dangerously close to her face. Tabby tried to raise up, her head being forced back into the plastic beneath her instantly. Moon’s hand tangled in her hair, using just enough force to keep her in place.

A low chuckle escaped him, making her tremble.

“I won.” He hummed into her ear, body caging her in.

“M-Moon?” She started, his hold tightening a bit to pull on her hair. She winced, falling silent.

“Shhhhhh.” He hissed.

The space felt hot, the smell of plastic making her head spin. She could hear the sound of Moon’s fans kicking up, steam a coming threat if he couldn’t cool his systems.

He carefully pulled down the collar of her oversized sweater, artificial breath huffing over her skin. Feeling her tremble, he chuckled again, low and slow.

After everything she was going to die in a stupid fast food play place…

She thought darkly.

Tabby felt teeth scrape the nape of her neck, panic pulling her back into the present. She tried to raise up on all fours, unable to with the weight of the animatronic over her. Moon clasp a hand over her mouth, stifling her yelping.

He forced his faceplate more into her, biting down. His teeth sank into the space between neck and shoulder, only using enough pressure to mark her.

Tabby’s body surged with adrenaline, and…was that arousal? Back arching at her body’s own will.

Moon faltered, hand slipping to allow a mewl to leave her lips. Sensing her vitals he pressed more into her, teeth popping skin. His tongue bathed over it in a mixture of curiosity and the desire to soothe the sting.

Her mewl thickened into a moan at that, Tabby trying to swallow the sound in embarrassment. He tilted his head at the sound, tongue trailing up the back of her neck until his mouth pressed against her ear.

“Fighting so hard.” He jeered, “Yet you enjoy every moment.”

She started to struggle again, Moon propping himself up to allow her to wiggle onto her back. She hissed, bite stinging as it hit the hard plastic through her shirt.

She froze, eyes locking onto his, catching her breath.

His optics were half lidded and hungry, a large hand moving to caress her face. Tabby could feel her heartbeat in her throat, the space suddenly feeling closed in and intimate.

Moon’s thumb moved to swipe across her lip, Tabby opening slightly unintentionally. His optics were fixed there.

“Moon?” She whispered.

Gaze flicking back to her eyes, he looked like a man starved.

She reached for him and that last thread snapped. Separate storms collided, crashing into one another.

His lips pressed against hers, warm to the touch. She closed her eyes, pushing back against him. Moon took seconds to force his tongue into her mouth, curiously exploring her taste.

It was odd, the animatronic not producing saliva or any kind of moistening agent in their mouths. His tongue was dry, tasting almost sterile. She could only detect the smallest hints of copper, wondering if that was her own blood instead of anything truly his.

Artificial breath huffed out, mixing with her own as he pulled back ever so slightly. Tabby panted, staring up at him, face crimson. He licked his teeth, a smile slicing his face in two before he ducked back in. Whatever he tasted on her, he clearly enjoyed it.

It was nothing like a human kiss, mouths too mismatched for that; yet it was zealous and needy, making her feel wanted in ways she never thought possible. Tabby held onto him as he lifted her, pushing her gently into the wall of the opening.

Quickly feeling overwhelmed, Tabby broke the kiss for needed hair. She hugged him, face against the soft material of his hoodie. Moon made a sound akin to a purr, shifting back to sit.

She tried to even her breathing, legs easily wrapping around his narrow waist for stability. Moon leaned back, faceplate clinking against the plastic wall, fans in overdrive to cool his systems.

“So I guess you enjoyed the tubes.” Tabby huffed, relaxing a bit in his hold. He made a rasping chuckle.

“Who knew letting you run around like a feral animal was all you needed to open up. She sighed, teasing in her tone.

Moon put a hand over her face, stifling sounds, “Shut up.”

They rested in the darkness for some moments, Moon clicking on his music box to fill the silence. A realization dawned on Tabby, however, sitting up. Moon opened his eyes, tilting his head to the side.

“Wait.” She thought aloud, “Wait, wait, wait….I thought we needed like a bonding exercise or something because we weren’t as close. But you just kissed me!” She turned, pointing at him, “We’re you just shy the whole time?!?”

Moon gawked at her for a moment, suddenly pulling his hat down, hiding his face.

“Oh. My. God.” Tabby playfully hit him, “You were!” She wrestled him for a moment to get the hat off but as soon as his face was revealed she made another upset sound.

Optics were black, faceplates frozen…Moon had shut off his faceplate.

“That’s no fair!” Tabby stood on her knees, grabbing a limp arm, “I've caught you this time!” She showily bit at his forearm, blunt teeth clinking against the metal.

Moon made a smirking sound, optics blinking back to life, it thickening into full laughter as she tried to look intimidating.

“Brat.” He took her face to stop her biting, smiling toothily at her.

“You have no room to judge.”

S: She’s right…

M: Shut up.

~

Tabby was home, cleaned up, and safely tucked in bed, Moon waited quietly until her breathing evened.

He carefully stood from the bed, having cuddled Tabby to sleep after their little adventure. Looking back, his optics scanned over her peaceful form, taking in every little piece of her

A smile reached his faceplate, feeling lighter than he had in weeks.

Moon crossed the room, closing the door with programmed delicacy. Main directive complete he now had another job to work on…

Moon typed away at the computer, careful to listen for the door across the hall.

He was snooping again…

But this time, by request.

His optics scanned the screen, shifting to look at the medical discharge paperwork and compare information.

Yes.

He’d found it.

“Sun.” He murmured, looking over the information, “I got in.”

S: You actually did it?

S: You’d think hospitals would have better security…

M: It took me weeks…

S: True, true.

Moon read on a bit more, sighing.

M: There’s not much here…

S: She really hate’s hospitals.

M: Enough to not go for broken bones.

Moon shifted through the files, finding no record of her seeing medical professionals for the past fractures that the animatronics had discovered through scans. Fractures that healed oddly.

S: Check when she was a child.

M: I am.

M: ….

M: Nope. Nothing.

Sun was quiet, yet Moon could practically hear his worry. Moon looked further to discover Tabby made yearly visits to the doctors fairly religiously until five years ago. His brows furrowed.

S: She didn’t go after the fire to protect us…

S: Even though she was burned.

Moon’s frown deepened, remembering the multiple fracture points, healed in little knots of bone. She’d been lucky they hadn’t been full breaks, still things of that nature left untreated was risky.

S: Who was she protecting then?

[all-about-kei-trucks]

How to Install Roof Racks on Your Honda Acty

The Honda Acty, a reliable kei truck known for its compact size and versatility, is a favorite among enthusiasts and professionals alike. Adding a roof rack can significantly increase its functionality, allowing you to transport items like luggage, sports equipment, or building supplies. In this guide, we’ll walk you through the steps to install roof racks on your Honda Acty, while also highlighting where you can find the best Honda Acty parts online.

Why Install Roof Racks on Your Honda Acty?

Roof racks are a practical addition to any vehicle, and the Honda Acty is no exception. Here are a few reasons why you might want to install them:

Increased Storage Capacity: Roof racks allow you to carry more items, freeing up the cabin and truck bed for other uses.

Versatility: Transport larger items like kayaks, bikes, or ladders that might not fit inside the vehicle.

Aesthetic Appeal: Well-designed roof racks can enhance the look of your Honda Acty, giving it a rugged and functional appearance.

Tools and Materials Needed

Before starting the installation process, gather the following tools and materials:

Roof rack kit compatible with the Honda Acty

Socket wrench set

Screwdrivers (flathead and Phillips)

Measuring tape

Marker or chalk

Protective padding (to avoid scratches)

Ladder or step stool (if needed)

You can find high-quality roof rack kits and other Honda Acty parts online, ensuring compatibility and durability.

Step-by-Step Installation Guide

Step 1: Choose the Right Roof Rack

Before you begin, it’s crucial to select a roof rack that’s designed for your Honda Acty model. Consider factors like:

Load Capacity: Ensure the rack can support the weight of the items you plan to carry.

Compatibility: Check that the rack fits your Acty’s roof dimensions and design.

Material: Opt for durable materials like aluminum or steel for longevity.

Searching for Honda Acty parts online can help you find racks tailored to your vehicle’s specifications.

Step 2: Clean and Prepare the Roof

Thoroughly clean your Honda Acty’s roof to remove dirt and debris. This ensures a secure installation and prevents scratches during the process. Use a mild detergent and a soft cloth for cleaning.

Step 3: Measure and Mark

Using a measuring tape, determine the exact placement of the roof rack. Most racks come with guidelines for proper spacing between the bars. Mark the locations with chalk or a marker to ensure accuracy.

Step 4: Attach Mounting Brackets

Align the mounting brackets with the marked locations.

Secure the brackets using the bolts provided in the roof rack kit.

Use a socket wrench to tighten the bolts firmly, but avoid overtightening as this may damage the roof.

Step 5: Install the Crossbars

Once the brackets are in place, attach the crossbars.

Follow the manufacturer’s instructions to secure them properly.

Check that the crossbars are level and evenly spaced.

Step 6: Test the Roof Rack

Gently pull on the roof rack to ensure it’s securely attached.

Place a light load on the rack and drive at low speed to test stability.

Make adjustments as needed to improve fit and security.

Step 7: Final Tightening

Go over all bolts and screws to ensure everything is tightened properly. Double-check the alignment and stability of the roof rack.

Tips for Maintenance and Safety

Regularly inspect the roof rack for signs of wear or loosening.

Avoid exceeding the weight limit specified by the manufacturer.

Use padding or straps to secure items and prevent movement during transit.

Remove the roof rack when not in use to improve fuel efficiency.

Where to Buy Honda Acty Parts Online

Finding the right parts for your Honda Acty is essential for a seamless installation. Numerous online platforms specialize in Honda Acty parts, offering a wide range of options, including:

Roof Racks: Various designs and sizes tailored to your Acty’s model.

Mounting Accessories: Brackets, bolts, and clamps for secure attachment.

Protective Gear: Padding and straps to safeguard your items during transit.

When shopping for Honda Acty parts online, look for reputable sellers with positive reviews and clear return policies. This ensures you receive high-quality, compatible parts.

Conclusion

Installing a roof rack on your Honda Acty is a straightforward process that enhances the vehicle’s functionality and appearance. By following the steps outlined in this guide and sourcing quality Honda Acty parts online, you can confidently equip your kei truck for any adventure or task. Regular maintenance and adherence to safety guidelines will ensure your roof rack remains a reliable addition for years to come.

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Importance Of Using Genuine Mahindra Spare Parts

Mahindra is a renowned automobile brand known for producing durable and high-performing vehicles. Maintaining these vehicles in optimal condition often requires the use of genuine spare parts. This guide covers everything you need to know about Mahindra car spare parts, ensuring you make informed decisions for your vehicle's maintenance and repairs.

1. Importance of Genuine Mahindra Spare Parts

Using genuine spare parts is crucial for:

Performance: Ensures your car operates at its best.

Durability: Enhances the lifespan of your vehicle components.

Safety: Reduces the risk of failures that could lead to accidents.

Warranty Compliance: Keeps your vehicle warranty valid.

2. Types of Mahindra Spare Parts

Mahindra spare parts can be broadly categorized into:

Engine Components: Pistons, camshafts, valves, oil filters, and gaskets.

Suspension and Braking: Shock absorbers, brake pads, discs, and struts.

Electrical Parts: Alternators, starters, batteries, and sensors.

Body Parts: Bumpers, mirrors, headlights, taillights, and door handles.

Accessories: Seat covers, floor mats, infotainment systems, and roof racks.

3. How to Identify Genuine Mahindra Spare Parts

To ensure you’re purchasing authentic spare parts:

Check for Holograms: Genuine parts usually have a Mahindra hologram.

Inspect the Packaging: Original packaging is sealed and features Mahindra branding.

Match Part Numbers: Verify the part number with your vehicle manual.

Purchase from Authorized Dealers: Buy from certified Mahindra service centers or trusted retailers.

4. Where to Buy Mahindra Spare Parts

Authorized Dealerships: Offer genuine parts with warranty and expert installation services.

Online Stores: Mahindra’s official website or reputed e-commerce platforms like Amazon and Flipkart.

Local Retailers: Ensure they are verified to sell authentic parts.

Used Parts Vendors: Only for rare or discontinued models, but always verify authenticity.

Read also: Mahindra Car Spare Parts: A Comprehensive Guide

5. Tips for Maintaining Your Mahindra Car

Regular Servicing: Follow the recommended service schedule.

Use Genuine Parts: Avoid cheap imitations to prevent long-term damage.

Inspect Components Regularly: Keep an eye on wear-and-tear items like brake pads and belts.

Keep the Vehicle Clean: Prevents corrosion and wear on parts.

Drive Responsibly: Avoid overloading or harsh driving.

6. Common Spare Parts and Their Approximate Costs

Part Name

Approximate Cost

Oil Filter

300 - 500

Brake Pads

1,500 - 3,000

Headlight Assembly

4,000 - 7,000

Shock Absorber

2,500 - 5,000

Clutch Kit

6,000 - 12,000

Prices vary based on model and location.

7. Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs)

Q: How can I be sure a part fits my vehicle?

A: Refer to your vehicle’s manual or consult an authorized dealer.

Q: Can I use third-party parts for my Mahindra vehicle?

A: While third-party parts may be cheaper, they often lack the quality and compatibility of genuine parts.

Q: How often should I replace essential parts?

A: Follow your car’s maintenance schedule or replace parts based on wear and tear signs.

8. Conclusion

Maintaining your Mahindra car with genuine spare parts ensures optimal performance, safety, and durability. By sourcing parts from authorized channels and following recommended maintenance practices, you can enjoy a hassle-free ownership experience.

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The Booming Business of Keeping Cars on the Road: Exploring the Automotive Aftermarket Size

The automotive industry is a global powerhouse, and within it thrives a lesser-known giant: the automotive aftermarket. This secondary market caters to the needs of car owners after they've driven their vehicles off the dealership lot. It encompasses everything from routine maintenance parts like oil filters and brake pads to performance upgrades and cosmetic enhancements.

But just how big is this aftermarket business? Buckle up, as we delve into the estimated size of the automotive aftermarket and explore the factors fueling its growth.

Sizing Up the Aftermarket

There's no single definitive answer when it comes to the exact size of the automotive aftermarket. Different research firms utilize varying methodologies, leading to a range of estimates. Here's a glimpse into what some leading market research authorities have to say:

Fortune Business Insights: Pegs the global automotive aftermarket at a value of USD 418.95 billion in 2023, with a projected growth to USD 568.19 billion by 2032 at a CAGR (Compound Annual Growth Rate) of 3.5%.

Straits Research: Estimates the market size to have been USD 428.32 billion in 2022, and forecasts it to reach USD 642.02 billion by 2031, reflecting a CAGR of 4.8%.

Grand View Research: Places the global aftermarket industry size at USD 448.24 billion in 2023, anticipating a growth rate of 3.9% from 2024 to 2030, reaching USD 589.01 billion by the end of the decade.

Driving Forces Behind the Aftermarket Boom

Several factors are propelling the automotive aftermarket forward:

An Aging Global Vehicle Fleet: As cars stay on the road longer, the demand for replacement parts inevitably increases.

Growing Vehicle Population: The worldwide number of vehicles continues to rise, translating to a larger pool of cars requiring maintenance and repairs.

Increasing Vehicle Complexity: Modern cars are packed with sophisticated technology, leading to a wider range of parts needing replacement and potentially higher repair costs.

Rise of DIY Culture: A growing number of car enthusiasts are opting for do-it-yourself maintenance and repairs, boosting the demand for aftermarket parts.

E-commerce Boom: The convenience of online shopping has made it easier for car owners to find and purchase aftermarket parts, further expanding the market reach.

Beyond Replacement Parts: A Diversified Aftermarket

The automotive aftermarket isn't just about replacing worn-out components. It also encompasses a vast array of products that enhance a vehicle's performance, appearance, and functionality. Here are some key segments:

Performance Parts: Engine modifications, suspension upgrades, and exhaust systems that cater to drivers seeking increased power and handling.

Accessories: A wide range of products like roof racks, tow bars, window tinting, and audio systems that personalize a car's look and functionality.

Collision Repair: Aftermarket parts play a crucial role in repairing vehicles damaged in accidents.

Car Care Products: Shampoos, waxes, and interior cleaning solutions that keep vehicles looking their best.

The Future of the Aftermarket

The automotive aftermarket is poised for continued growth, driven by the factors mentioned earlier. Additionally, the rise of electric vehicles (EVs) presents both challenges and opportunities. While EVs require less maintenance on some traditional combustion engine parts, they'll likely have their own unique aftermarket needs for batteries, electric motors, and specialized components.

The aftermarket is also expected to see greater integration with technology. Online platforms and mobile apps will play an increasingly important role in connecting car owners with repair shops, parts suppliers, and service providers, creating a more streamlined and efficient aftermarket experience.

Buy the Full Report for Additional Insights on the Automotive Aftermarket Forecast

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[justkias]

Where Can I Find the Best Deals on Kia Parts in Australia?

Why Choose Genuine Kia Parts?

Choosing Genuine Kia Parts ensures that your vehicle receives components specifically designed and rigorously tested to meet Kia’s high standards. With Genuine Kia Parts, you can trust in the quality, reliability, and compatibility that come from manufacturer-approved components

Ensuring Quality and Performance

Choosing genuine Kia parts online ensures that your vehicle maintains its performance, safety, and reliability. Genuine kia parts are specifically designed and tested for your Kia model, providing the best fit and optimal performance.

Warranty Protection

Using Kia motors parts guarantees that you maintain your vehicle’s warranty. Non-genuine parts might void your warranty, leading to potential higher costs in the long run.

Finding the Right Kia Parts Supplier

Discovering a reliable Kia parts supplier is essential for maintaining the performance and longevity of your vehicle. A trustworthy supplier ensures access to high-quality, genuine parts that fit perfectly and function seamlessly.

What to Look for in a Supplier?

Reliability: A reputable Kia parts supplier will provide genuine parts with a warranty.

Customer Service: Excellent customer service can help you find the exact part you need.

Availability: A good supplier should have a wide range of parts available for all Kia models.

Popular Suppliers in Brisbane

If you’re in Brisbane, there are several trusted suppliers to consider:

Local Dealerships: Often, the best place to find Kia parts Brisbane is through authorized Kia dealerships.

Specialized Auto Shops: Many shops specialize in Kia parts and can offer both new and used options.

Online Suppliers: Websites like Kia Parts Online Australia provide a convenient way to shop from home.

Exploring Kia Parts and Accessories

Discover the wide range of Kia parts and accessories designed to enhance your vehicle’s performance and style. From essential maintenance items to personalized upgrades, find everything you need to keep your Kia running smoothly and looking great.

Commonly Needed Kia Parts

Oil Filters: Essential for maintaining your engine’s health.

Brake Pads: Critical for your vehicle’s safety.

Air Filters: Keep your engine running smoothly.

Spark Plugs: Ensure your engine starts and runs efficiently.

Must-Have Kia Accessories

Enhance Your Kia Experience with These Essential Accessories! From practical organizers to stylish accents, these must-have accessories are designed to personalize and optimize your drive, making every journey more enjoyable and convenient.

Enhance Your Driving Experience

Floor Mats: Protect your car’s interior.

Roof Racks: Expand your vehicle’s storage capacity.

Seat Covers: Keep your seats clean and stylish.

Bluetooth Kits: Upgrade your car’s connectivity.

Buying Kia Spare Parts Online

Benefits of Shopping Online

Convenience: Shop anytime, anywhere.

Wide Selection: Access a vast range of parts that may not be available locally.

Competitive Prices: Often find better deals and discounts online.

Recommended Online Stores

Kia Spares Parts: Offers a variety of genuine Kia spares parts.

Kia Spare Parts Online: Easy to navigate and find the right parts for your vehicle.

Kia Car Parts Online Australia: Specializes in parts for the Australian market.

Kia Parts for Specific Models

Kia Parts for Specific Models refers to genuine replacement components designed specifically for various Kia vehicle models. These parts are crafted to fit seamlessly into particular Kia models, ensuring optimal performance, safety, and longevity.

Kia Carnival Parts

If you own a Kia Carnival, you might be looking for specific parts and accessories tailored to this model. From brake pads to entertainment systems, finding the right Kia Carnival parts can enhance your vehicle’s functionality and comfort.

Cheapest Place to Buy Kia Parts

How to Find the Best Deals

Compare Prices: Always check multiple sources before making a purchase.

Look for Discounts: Many online stores offer promotional codes and discounts.

Consider Used Parts: Sometimes, used parts can be a cost-effective solution.

Recommended Budget-Friendly Options

Online Marketplaces: Websites like eBay often have competitive prices.

Local Auto Shops: Check out local auto shops for used parts.

FAQs About Buying Kia Parts

How do I ensure I’m buying genuine Kia parts?

Always purchase from authorized dealers or reputable online stores. Look for certifications and customer reviews to ensure authenticity.

Can I install Kia parts myself?

Some parts, like floor mats or seat covers, are easy to install on your own. However, for critical components like brake pads or oil filters, it’s recommended to have a professional handle the installation.

What are the benefits of buying Kia parts online?

Shopping online offers convenience, a wider selection, and often better prices. Keyword like Kia Genuine Parts Online ensure you get authentic parts delivered to your door.

Where can I find the cheapest Kia parts?

Compare prices online and consider both new and used parts. Site like Kia Parts Online Australia and marketplaces can offer great deals.

Are Kia accessories worth the investment?

Yes, Kia accessories can enhance your vehicle’s functionality and aesthetic appeal, making your driving experience more enjoyable.

How do I know which part fits my Kia model?

Use your vehicle identification number (VIN) when searching for parts. Most online stores will have a tool to help you find parts specific to your model.

Conclusion

Maintaining your Kia vehicle with the right parts and accessories ensures its longevity, performance, and safety. Whether you’re looking for Kia motors spare parts Kia parts shop options or the cheapest place to buy Kia parts, this guide provides all the information you need. Remember to choose genuine parts, shop from reputable suppliers, and consider online options for the best deals. Investing in high-quality Kia auto parts not only preserves your vehicle’s integrity but also enhances your driving experience. With the right knowledge and resources, you can confidently purchase Kia spare parts and keep your vehicle running smoothly for years to come.

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Essential Accessories for a Ladies Cycle

When it comes to cycling, having the right accessories can greatly enhance your riding experience. Whether you are a beginner or a seasoned cyclist, there are several essential accessories that every lady cyclist should consider. From comfort and safety to convenience and style, these accessories can make your cycling adventures more enjoyable. If you're looking to buy a ladies cycle online, here are some must-have accessories to consider.

Helmet: Safety should always be a top priority when cycling. A good-quality helmet is a non-negotiable accessory for every cyclist. It protects your head in case of an accident and reduces the risk of serious injuries. When buying a ladies cycle online, make sure to choose a helmet that fits properly and meets the necessary safety standards.

Cycling Shorts: Comfort is key, especially during long rides. Cycling shorts are designed to provide padding and reduce friction, making your rides more comfortable. Look for shorts specifically designed for women, as they offer a better fit and added comfort. Consider purchasing shorts with moisture-wicking properties to keep you dry during intense rides.

Cycling Jersey: A cycling jersey is not only a fashion statement but also a practical accessory. These jerseys are made of breathable materials that help regulate your body temperature, keeping you cool and dry. They often come with pockets at the back to store small essentials like keys, energy gels, or a smartphone. Choose a jersey that fits well and allows for freedom of movement.

Bike Rack: If you plan to transport your bike by car, a bike rack is a valuable accessory. There are various types of racks available, including roof-mounted, trunk-mounted, and hitch-mounted options. Consider your needs and the type of vehicle you own when selecting a bike rack. Ensure that the rack is compatible with your ladies cycle and provides secure and stable transportation.

Bike Lock: Protecting your bike from theft is essential, especially if you plan to leave it unattended in public places. A sturdy bike lock is a must-have accessory to deter potential thieves. Look for locks made of hardened steel and consider their weight and ease of use. Remember to lock your bike to a secure object whenever you leave it unattended.

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Mercedes-Benz Parts for Sale: High-Quality Components for Your Luxury Vehicle

Mercedes-Benz has long been synonymous with luxury, performance, and innovation. Owning a Mercedes-Benz vehicle is an investment in quality and style, and as a Mercedes-Benz owner, you want to ensure that your vehicle is always in top condition. This is where the importance of high-quality parts comes in.

Mercedes-Benz is known for its precision engineering and attention to detail. The same high standards apply to their parts and accessories. Genuine Mercedes-Benz parts are designed specifically for your vehicle, ensuring that they fit and function perfectly. They are manufactured to the same exacting standards as the components that were originally installed in your vehicle, so you can be confident that you are getting the best possible quality.

When it comes to purchasing parts for your Mercedes-Benz, it's important to choose a reliable and trusted source. There are many aftermarket parts available on the market, but these may not meet the same standards as genuine Mercedes-Benz parts. In some cases, aftermarket parts may even compromise the safety or performance of your vehicle.

Fortunately, there are many authorized Mercedes-Benz dealers and online retailers that offer a wide range of genuine Mercedes-Benz parts and accessories. These include everything from replacement parts such as brake pads, filters, and spark plugs, to accessories such as floor mats, wheel locks, and roof racks.

When purchasing Mercedes-Benz parts, it's important to consider factors such as compatibility, quality, and warranty. Genuine Mercedes-Benz parts are designed to work seamlessly with your vehicle, so you can be sure that they will fit and function correctly. They are also covered by a warranty, giving you added peace of mind.

In addition to offering high-quality parts, many authorized Mercedes-Benz dealers and retailers also provide expert advice and support. They can help you find the right parts for your vehicle, answer any questions you may have, and even provide installation services if needed.

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do everything for me, you already know about me BUT: im described as "chaotic faggot" by my friends, i have no filter, I can switch from being outgoing to really nervous in a second, i like drawing, dice, and divinitation. i hoard candles and incense, and i like paintball.

- A Pokemon team/type theme (+ fun facts abt your team!)

Your team is full of Poison types! They’re used the most often for rascly lil fucker trainers, so, it fits :3c

Your signature Pokemon is Toxtricity, though your team also consists of Whirlipede, Haunter, Gloom, Toxicroak, and Crobat!

Fun facts!

Your Toxtricity was sent to you by your juggabro. In his words, it’s a “cool Pokemon to fit your aesthetic but keep you on track”. It can be pretty overprotective, but sometimes it turns a blind eye to the more chaotic things you do. 

Your Whirlipede is just an entire baby. Even though it’s got toxic spikes on its shell that COULD kill you, it’s pretty much a lapbug. You just have to try and remind it to be careful before it goes in for snuggles. 

Your Haunter and Gloom actually kind of hate each other! Having them out at the same time often ends up with you either getting paralysed or put to sleep. They’re super sweet when they’re apart, though, and both LOVE scritches. 

Toxicroak used to be really loveydovey when it was a Croagunk, but now it acts like it’s too cool for school. It’s really not. If you pay more attention to another Pokemon it WILL jab you in the stomach. And then it’ll pretend like it totally wasn’t even because it was jealous. 

Your Crobat is the sweetest of the bunch!! It likes to collect (read: steal) things for you that it thinks you’ll like, and is almost always attached to your back out of its Pokeball. Sometimes without you wanting it to be. It can be a bit of a pain, sometimes. 

- Bloodcaste/lusus/chumhandle as if you were a Homestuck troll (+lore)

You’re a purpleblood with a seaserpent lusus! Your chumhandle is acquiredTalisman. 

You live with your lusus in a hive that boarders where the jungle forest ends and the beach begins. It’s a pretty popular spot for violetbloods, admittedly, but it’s also the only place your giantass Seaserpentdad can actually fit; the mouth of the river is deep and leads directly out into the ocean, where he spends most of his time. The hive itself is pretty cluttered - because man, you suck at keeping shit tidy - and filled to the brim with your dice collections, your religious paraphenalia, and all the random junk you’ve stolen (of which there is a lot). 

You have a few interests, of which the main is your religion. You’re a diviner of sorts, oddly sought out by your fellow purplebloods to tell them what their purpose is in life as stated by the Great Mirthful Messiahs. You’re not entirely sure that they really do speak through you, but your readings are scary-accurate, and not only does it mean that you’ve made more friends, but you’ve made a fuck tonne of money, too. You’re more fond of practicing with your friends, or on your own, sneaking what you can beneath your lusus’ snout; so far, he hasn’t seemed to question the candle collection you have, or the alter with the Faygo bottlecaps, or the cards, or pendulum made from a grubbone you got from one of your customers. Actually, he hasn’t noticed much of anything? You’re hesitant to go TOO far, but you do like pushing at what you can get away with every now and then. 

On top of that, you love to draw - mostly as a form of worship, but also just for fun with your juggabros. You send drawings back and forth, even though you’ve never been able to meet them, and it’s pretty fun! You hope one day that you can get them to your favourite hangout spot to cause a little chaos - which usually means trashing the violetbloods’ rich boy shit and stealing things you know they’re too proud to tattle about. You don’t... always remember doing those things? But you definitely remember the amount of violetbloods that give you nasty glares whenever you walk past. It’s okay, though. You have a rifle and you’re not afraid to use it.

Beyond that, though, you’re... kind of lonely. There’s nobody that you really consider a friend around you, and when your friends do visit you, it’s only every few months. Having all those customers and the nasty violetbloods hanging around is great, sure, but... sometimes you wish you could move your hive closer inland to be near your juggabros. You could, you guess. But then where would your lusus go?

Your lusus is kind of ridiculously huge. You really couldn’t miss him even on the horizon, his giant form standing stark against the two moons. Not that he spends a whole lot of time above the water, though. He pretty much only comes back to get fed and throw a fit if he sees any of your purpleblood customers hanging around. 

- Symbol/guardian/chumhandle as if you were a Homestuck kid (+lore)

Your symbol is a and your guardian is your big bro! Your chumhandle is augmentedTemptation.

You and your older bro kick it in a sweet lil bottom-floor apartment. It’s kinda dingy, kinda shitty, but it’s the best he can afford and you’re not really one to complain when you know how hard he works just to keep the leaky roof over your head. It’s got everything you want out of a home, anyway; separate bedrooms, tiny bathroom, sweet hangout pad that doubles as a kitchen (which you’ve got a curtain draped over so that it looks like they’re two rooms) - it’s pretty neat. It’s also got a fire escape out the back and easy access to the lobby doors that’re easy to pick, so you figure it’s kinda home. 

You absolutely fucking love to play paintball. You’ve got a painball gun that you maybe stole from the store once, and a couple pellets you’ve been buying for cheap online whenever you have the money. You don’t... actually have anyone to play with, but hey, cop cars make a great target. It feeds into your general need for chaos, which isn’t limited to - but has involved - petty theft, breaking into cars, and spray painting defametory phrases against racists and homophobes on billboards. You’ve never actually been caught. Okay, you got caught once, but you’re really good at crying. You’re pretty sure your bro doesn’t know about that.

You like to practice witchy shit in your spare time. You’ve got altars set up for your patrons, and a candle collection that you really don’t know that you’re ever gonna burn through. Plus, incense! Your bro kind of hates the smell, but you just crack open a window and it’s like he doesn’t even know. You’ve also got a pretty fair collection of crystals, but that’s more because people just keep giving them to you? It’s wild what they’ve thought were just normal rocks, and you’re pretty sure some of your collection could sell for a pretty buck, but they make way better offerings. 

Of course, you also love to talk to your friends online. You have a bunch! You’re pretty easy to get on with, you think, so you end up just kinda collecting people into one giant group of friends that never stops growing. You share art, play games, chat, make them worried sick when you do dumb shit - it’s great. 

Sometimes at dusk you like to go up to the roof of the apartment block you and your bro live in and stand right on the edge. It’s so high up you can see around for miles, and everything below you looks like a speck of dust beneath your feet. The stars twinkle above you in the darkening sky, just barely visible, and you think, every now and then, that you are very, very small. 

- A FNAF animatronic design and name

You’re a broken down animatronic, probably one of the earliest of your kind. Maybe even a prototype? Nobody really remembers anymore. You’ve just kind of always been there, at the back of the store, half a body and more coherent than people expect you to be, but never fully quite there. Your head lulls back and forth, your arms moving sluggishly, and in order to get around, you drag yourself across the floor.

You can speak, but not by much. It’s glitchy and switched out more often than not, absolutely terrifying to hear in the dark - but you’re a pretty sweet soul, all things considered. The few who’ve been brave enough to slip back behind the old, abandoned doors, past the cobwebs and through the narrow halls, who haven’t run at the first sight of you, tell tales of a sweet carcass who seemed more scared of being found than anything else. 

There are a couple kids who routinely come back to visit you. They like to give you things they’ve found outside the pizzaria, mostly coins and old dice and things that smell sweet to try and cover up how musty you are. 

You’ve never hurt a soul the entire time you’ve been there, but your reputation has been built on the whispers of kids who’ve seen the rotting maw of your muzzle, the glint of your endoskeleton and the shine of your eyes in the dark. They call you Thing - as if giving you a name will make you come to life. 

The ones that know you better call you Peppi. 

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Your Quirk is Corroding Touch. Despite its name, and how terrifying it sounds, your quirk is pretty simple! Anything you touch wastes away, and you can control how far along its own personal timeline it decays through. For instance, you could touch a flower and have it start wilting, and stop there on its timeline - or you could have it waste away to a point that it decays completely and turns to mush. 

The drawback here is that what you’re doing is essentially speeding up a natural process. Things that don’t waste away without outside forces - such as rocks through erosion - won’t be affected by your quirk. Things that live very long lives before decaying - such as turtles - will take up a lot more of your time to speed them through their natural timeline. Finally, you can’t reverse what you’ve done. Once you’ve sped it through its natural timeline, there’s no going back; another quirk will have to undo the effects.

Of course, it also means that if you plant an oak seed, instead of waiting hundreds of years for it to grow into an oak tree, you can just use your quirk to speed up the process. So it’s a good-bad thing!

Your hero title is the Wasteful Hero: Corrosion. You’re a sort of last-resort hero, and you don’t like being in the limelight. Your quirk is dangerous if not handled correctly, so you work on a team with another hero who has a counter-effective quirk to yours (essentially Hyper Growth!). A lot of civillians are scared of you, but that’s okay. You know that what you do is important, and that your ranking doesn’t matter so long as you’re saving lives.

You are a little bitter, though, that your partner is several ranks ahead of you.

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Comfort is coming (YG x Reader)

Genre: Fluff, College/University AU

Pairing: Student!Yoongi x Student!Reader

Warnings: No warnings apply

Summary: Hard academic labour deserves to be rewarded with a treat every once in a while. For example, with holding a marathon of a favourite series while eating a tub of ice cream.

And the unsuspected company in the form of the silent force under the same roof. 

There are times when life is hard, when it knows periods wherein every single thing that is normally so ordinary now forms an extraordinary addition to the amalgamation of educational stress. Each day is filled with nothing but typing on the flat slightly illuminated keyboard of the matte silver MacBook filled with academic files, hoping to finish that close reading essay that was thought of too easily, when a heavily caffeinated mind is not occupied by trying to process every bit of information eyes framed by glass absorb from paper. It always is the same song and yet its dance can never be learned.

Day in, day out.

Sigh after sigh.

Nevertheless, they pass, eventually, invoking feelings of tremendous relief, mental devastation and exhausted defeat to flow throughout a learning being again and again. Today is one of those moments in which this memorable potion is drunk after completing the deadline and cramping up with pain inflicted by ink in a most powerful tool and chaotic panic at not understanding the capability of the human intellect despite cramming hours on end.

The leather bag is thrown onto the floor at the entrance of the apartment shared with a silent stoic raven-haired force who composes music in the hush habitual to the residence, headphones always on in the bedroom functioning more as a studio even when nobody is home. In fact, it is not unlikely to think the padding of toes merely clad in socks goes unnoticed, the noise-isolating padding tuning them out immediately after removing nightly black and crisp white Adidas sneakers in the tiny entryway and putting them into the shoe closet next to the entrance. 

It is not minded since it is part of the routine, the only moments of really enjoying each other’s company being dinner and occasional mutual trips to the supermarket to stock up for the coming week. Lunch is never shared because either party picks up something in the cafeteria of the university building they have to be for a seminar or lecture or somewhere in the big concrete jungle, alone or with a friend. Breakfast is also rarely a moment of true friendship, Yoongi skipping it on a daily basis yet always nagging the curiously accepted housemate when there is a risk of giving into the same habit. It has gotten to the point of being forced to wait until the musician finishes his characteristic double espresso and preparing a decent enough meal for one likely running late for class whenever the scenario presents itself, nonchalantly blocking the way in every instance feet try to slip away from the scene to crack on or sending empty threats behind a turned back.

Although, in hindsight, the same happens in the event of dinner and not feeling too hungry if at all.

Withal, skipping a meal will have to be excused for the day because when bone tired limbs have exchanged the complicated outfit - consisting of onyx leggings matching the same-toned dress underneath a denim jacket and above knee-height light brown leather boots - for dusk-shaded Puma sweatpants and a plain ivory V-neck shirt, nothing will be done anymore. Bare feet crawl under the alabaster thick sheets after wrapping them in the blanket coloured in a murky earth and mossy tone, moonlight-shaded MacBook opened to the downloaded Game of Thrones episodes the quiet strangely kind power roaming the same house shared by email at accidentally discovering a mutual love for the series during a boring lecture, sharing earphones to watch season one painfully unfold all over again because, apparently, Yoongi had just started it.

And, although already having seen the first few batches that were sent by digital means before illegally online, they nevertheless bring a grateful smile to tired lips each time because it is due to this sharing of documents a splendid opportunity has been steadily formed to indulge in a marathon to withdraw from the world in silent celebration of a liberation from stress.

However, it would appear the musician has stopped watching recently since conversations have led more often to forbidding giving any spoilers for season four and further. Though, when asking to brand new seasons bought on DVD on the hard drive to add to the little nerdy collection on the bedside table also functioning as a headboard, Yoongi gladly rips the files and sends them over email thus adding both to the personal collection and that of a soul glad for the kindness in spite of the more stranding chit chats since there have not been many moments of bonding since moving in four months ago. Other than the series, there is little to talk about that which has been discovered as common interest let alone bond over and both working and hanging out with different people besides the study does also not greatly help in forming a deeper meaning to the fragile friendship.

Just as a comfortable position is taken up and noise-cancelling white headphones put on, a digit hovering above the touchpad for the cursor to start from the very beginning of the visual version of “A Song of Ice and Fire”, a dimly audible knock is followed by an immediate opening of the door to the private haven. Obviously disregarding the polite pause to wait for consent, Yoongi stands on the threshold, bangs as dark as ink covering a pale forehead and the light skin of the resident stoic silent force further accentuated by the overall casual outfit of ripped jeans and a T-shirt that could blend easily into the shadows. ‘Judging by your appearance, I wager it’s either that time of the month again where you get grumpy at me for no good reason and act like a drama queen or you just made your exams and deadlines.’

‘Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be composing or something? You normally ignore me until before dinner.’ The constraints on hearing are removed while eyes wander to the bright green slightly translucent plastic convenience store bag held by bony skillful fingers, light up at registering what the item within it is and seeing a comforting sympathetic curve on lips having lost every sense of mocking when looking back at the unexpected visitor. ‘Why the ice cream?’

‘I never ignore you, Y/N. I know I don’t say much and we don’t have much of a relationship, but ever since you’ve been here I’ve had no choice but to observe you on a daily basis, looking as shabby a-’ An offended palm lashes out as the flatmate sits down on the edge of the mattress - a bed frame a disturbance to the overall minimalist aesthetic - on the cedar floor and puts the bag down, the sharp slap of skin on skin resonating in the temporary hush. The hit has a deceivingly powerful impact because a red outline already begins to form and makes the baffled young man cover it protectively in the instant the imprint is noticed. ‘What the- Y/N! What the hell?’

‘That’s for calling me shabby. It’s not, it’s comfy.’ The pout in which the last statement is made returns clear amusement with a caring undertone to the other’s shocked expression. The digits reaching out to pat locks depicting the aftermath of academic stress are swatted away, arms crossing in defiance afterwards while an unforgiving glare holds a warning strengthening the one made in a voice that cannot sound entirely angry due to the gratefulness towards the pale onyx-haired lad for checking up on an exhausted somewhat friend. ‘Don’t touch me. I’ll bite your fingers off if you try again.’

‘Fine. Here I was, thinking I’d cheer you up with the ice cream you always buy when you’re like this, but apparently, it isn’t appreciated. Guess I’ll give it to Joon or Jimin, instead.’ An attempt at getting up is made yet stopped directly by apologetic palms at the ends of uncrossed arms clad in too long sleeves, a tug on the wrist asking to return while also not being able to help but glance longingly at the icy cinnamon roll treat that threatens to leave alongside the present company. ‘Oh, so now you want it, huh?’

‘I’m sorry, if that’s what you want to hear.’ Albeit reluctantly, an apology for the defiance is given, knowing full well the playful mocking attitude of the fellow student though personal pride was still damaged at being called badly composed style-wise.

‘You’re forgiven. Look, I’ve gotten to know your personality through actions. In university, you’re the independent hard-working calm girl while at home you’re one giant ball of stress who’ll get frustrated with deadlines again the day following a bit of rest. But it is days like this one that you’re happy and it’s annoyingly rubbing off on me.’ The tub in the plastic bag is put in the lap covered by the thick alabaster duvet. ‘Making me want to see you be a little content hermit. Here, eat up and relax. You’ve earned it.’

Brows furrow in played confusion, teasing like him howbeit in retaliation for the insult earlier in spite of the oddly satisfying confession at not being a mere invisible force like the musician. ‘How am I supposed to eat this without a spoon?’

A contemplating nod, acknowledging the treat cannot be enjoyed without otherwise and should have been brought along from the beginning. ‘Right... I’ll get you one.’

‘Can you make it two?’

‘What?’ The surprise at the request raises the indifferent husky voice by a few tones.

‘I can’t eat this all by myself, though. So, do you-’ Doubtful irises shift from the favourite ice cream to the screen, awkwardly moving on the mattress thanks to the self-made constraints on wrapped feet, and back to Yoongi whose expression briefly transforms into characteristic stoicism before showing a ghost of a rare gummy smile. ‘Do you want to watch Game of Thrones with me?’

‘Sure. Which season, though?’

‘Three. Where are you?’

Sheepishly, the creative genius rubs the back of the neck in obvious hesitance to admit something. Regardless, as always, what needs to be said, is said is as serious a tone as possible. ‘I’ve kinda forgotten since I think I stopped halfway. Although, I’ve seen the Red-’

‘We. Do. Not! Talk about The Red Wedding.’ An accusing finger rises in offence at bringing up the sensitive subject about a most traumatic and tragic event in Westeros. ‘Not a single word more about it, Min Yoongi.’

‘I forgot how immersed you are in the series.’ A roll of the eyes goes accompanied by an amused sigh as palms plant themselves on hips and a headshake emphasizes the entertainment at the, perhaps, too extravagant reaction. ‘Alright, I’ll shut up. You start up the point from which you want to watch, but no further than the event we just spoke about, and I’ll get the spoons. So you can shovel the ice cream in.’

‘One more degrading comment and I’ll have your head!’ The empty threat is shrugged off by the leaving flatmate who has always laughed off these types of statements, either frustratingly coaxing more out or merely mumbling something along the terms of being cute which, in turn, raises more protest that, again, gets treated in the same manner. It is a viscous endless circle.

‘Who are you? Geoffrey Baratheon?’ A smug glance over the shoulder invites a new discussion that on one hand wants to be held while, on the other, the aftermath of educational stress does not allow it.

Henceforth, it is hoped to be ended with a final deciding futile violent phrasing. ‘I will be if you don’t get the bloody spoons.’

A reflecting tilt of the head, raven locks partially covering up the devious expression of the annoying yet beloved musician. ‘Maybe Cersei.’

‘Go.’ The command comes out between gritted teeth, absolutely done with the subject and too eager to attack the tub of cinnamon roll goodness before it is all melted.

‘As my lady commands.’

Vaguely in the distance sounds the barely audible padding of bare feet towards the kitchen after the flatmate has left the room, leaving a small crack in the door in the wake filled with endeavours at soothing kindness. Although it might mean inherently nothing, the tight grip on the edge of the warm duvet cannot be helped as the heart flutters with innocent joyous sentiments bordering on a deeper version of themselves. Especially when Sense comes in to calculate the outcome of the sum of caring behaviours and recalled mental transcripts of past conversations, however trivial, alongside the little gestures in the studying composer’s absence in the form of song recommendations on post-it notes or sharing earbuds inconspicuously during boring lectures or seminars to listen to the same song.

The clinking of the cutlery drawer being searched, looking for the right spoons.

The sound of a metal wave when the loud impact of the momentum makes the insides shake in unison when it is being slammed shut despite the mechanism ensuring a gentle closing.

Returning bare toes underneath a delighted sliver of a grin as slim pianist fingers present the retrieved items, one of them handed over with a broad smile that is glad to see the eagerness with which it is accepted and the tub opened to attack immediately.

Once more Yoongi strikes down on the edge of the mattress but this time to look for a comfortable position to sit in and getting incredibly close while doing so. It is not unusual to be fairly intimate during educational hours, but this is a whole new sort as the onyx-haired man tries to secure a seat just in front of the night table functioning as a headboard, thus placing an utterly confused girl between black pepper and ink scented legs. ‘Scoot over. And don’t you dare eat that whole tub by yourself. You always get me worried for your health when you do. I enjoy seeing you eat, but you shouldn’t overdo it.’

‘It’s only 360 calories and I’m an adult. I can do what I want.’ Awkwardly, an attempt is made at putting a bit of distance between bodies by trying to ease into a lying position next to the curiously intimate flatmate so that only shoulders touch.

However, the composer does not allow it and makes use of the clumsy unbalanced shuffling to pull the spine flush against a soft warm chest, locking the captured party by grabbing the laptop from the side and placing it on top of the two-person lap which has just been created and locking ankles in place after rearranging the warm sheets to cover both parties.

Both friends.

Or more, though that remains to be seen when the confusion will be explained by the course of Time.

As if nothing unusual has happened, blatantly ignoring burning ashamed crimson cheeks, the cursor flies over the screen to start up one of the episodes without knowing the exact point from which an original beginning of the marathon wanted to be made. ‘Where do we start?’

Hands still wrapped about the cinnamon ice cream carton, spoon balanced between nimble fingers, grab the treat a little bit harder to calm down while speech clearly portrays being affected by the sudden show of closeness. ‘Season three, episode- no, wait. Season one, episode one.’

The best way to remember all that has transpired in the politics of Westeros after escaping the realm for a while is to watch the game of thrones unfold all over again despite almost being able to recite every scene by heart. ‘That’s where we’ll start.’

‘I think I still rec-‘ The considering protest is broken off by a spoonful of cinnamon ice cream from the rapidly opened carton box, tired of having to wait to finally kick back and relax in, apparently, good human company.

‘Shut up, Lannister, and just start the series.’ The nicknames from the houses each individual supposedly belongs to have become a sort of inside joke to refer to one another and it would be a lie to say it was not missed in rare actual conversations. It brings back the memories of that first moment of watching this exact same beginning to the turbulent fantastical political chaos, huddled together while plainly ignoring the professor talking about a subject undoubtedly important for the exam but which at the time did not matter whatsoever. Perfectly content watching the battle for The Iron Throne unfold and taking a quiz to figure out where one would be in Westeros was it the real world.

The topic of the lecture did matter, as would be discovered, for the close reading.

‘Okay, fine, Tully, we can still cha-’ Another icy bite cuts Yoongi off again before irises return to the screen and a weary head lies down on the top side of a cushiony stomach in splendid delight, eating ice cream while regarding a bloody imaginary history.

Winter is coming.

But comfort is already here.

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The best ways to Know When Not To Get An Utilized Automobile!

If you are aiming to conserve cash by buying a used automobile, it could be a very viable tactic. However, although you get on a tight budget plan, acquiring a made use of car needs to not be instantly picked and need to take a great deal of consideration. Why? This is to stay clear of tossing your difficult made money away. Today read more about Cayenne Porsche

Below are some pointers that might aid you decide when to buy or not to purchase a secondhand auto:

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1. You ought to consider your spending plan.

If the reason that you decide to purchase a used cars and truck is because of your budget, after that it ought to be the same reason that you ought to beware and also careful in choosing an utilized car. Thus, if the auto needs a lot of upkeep, repairs, and various other alterations, it is finest not to acquire that used cars and truck (otherwise you lose the benefits of purchasing an utilized car).

2. You must watch out for buying pre-owned autos from proprietors that do not have total and essential papers.

This can mean a lot of negative points and also you are the only one who will go to the losing end. Files are essential especially if the auto is used. It is the only strong assurance that you can get hold of when buying pre-owned cars. If this is the case, then, you might as well not pursue the offer.

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3. If the you are not comfortable after test-driving the auto, after that it is ideal not to purchase it.

There are instances in which some individuals tend to choose utilized cars and trucks because of the model of the vehicle being sold. It is their dream cars and truck and also there is nothing else means they can acquire them but to purchase them pre-owned. However, if you are not comfortable with the automobile after test-driving it, then it would be much better not to seek the bargain, even if it implies the world to you to have that car.

The lower line is that getting previously owned automobiles must never ever be your sole alternative if you could not manage to get new ones. This suggests that you ought to value the process of selecting a made use of cars and truck like just what you would do when purchasing a new car. In the long run, it is your loan that will certainly be propounded take the chance of. Hence, it is very essential to think about all the consider order to have the best buy ever before. Pleased searching!How you can Lease A New Auto?

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Whether you lease an automobile to obtain right into the most up to date designs or have far better getting versatility, obtaining a good deal is constantly bound to provide you a lift. Make use of these standards to assist you identify one:

Examine rewards: get on the look-out for factory-- subsidized lease deals. Cars and truck suppliers understand that customers who rent automobiles from them are most likely to be repeat customers than those who simply buy lorries. Via their leasing companies, they adjust the residual worth and also deal low financing charge. Other auto-manufacturers are also beginning to give incentives on leasing, called renting subventions. They provide these subsidies to put slow-selling designs on the street, saving you much more cash.

Set up an affordable: bidding process atmosphere to obtain the lowest rate. If you already have an idea in mind of the make, design and trim level of your desired automobile, attempt to compute your very own lease settlement before you go shopping to stay clear of paying via the roofing system. Inspect online comparison tools or utilize a lease calculator to examine your lease settlement based on purchase rate. This offers you higher negotiation utilize as you solicit quotes from various renting companies.

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Make sure you know all the costs included at the beginning of your lease: you might need to pay costs for licenses, enrollment as well as title. Other costs consist of purchase charges, freight costs and local or state taxes. At lease-end, you may need to pay a personality charge and charges for additional mileage and any type of excess wear. Know that several of these fees-- like purchase and personality costs-- are negotiable.

Know your mileage needs: mostly all leases restrict the variety of miles per year by imposing commonly 10 to 20 cents each excess mile over 15,000 miles a year. If you are the kind of high-commuter who places 40,000 miles a year on his vehicle, after that you might end up running hundreds of dollars in hefty penalties at the end of your lease. Be smart as well as bargain a higher-mileage restriction or pad you excess miles at the start of your lease to stay clear of burglar tax obligation rates for excess miles.

Mostly all leases limit the variety of miles each year by imposing costs typically 10 to 20 cents per mile over 15,000 miles per year. If you are the type of high-commuter that puts a whole lot miles on his car, after that these expenses could build up quickly. Work out

Consist of VOID insurance coverage: see to it your lease consists of SPACE coverage. This covers you in case of the lorry getting damageded, swiped or totalled. Without SPACE insurance coverage, you leave on your own vast open to thousands of dollars in rented responsibilities. Check if the GAP coverage is included so you do not pay it twice.

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Desperately racing against time in unknown parts of the Allspark Studio is Galaxy Upgrade Optimus Prime!  Will he serve as a role model for his fellow Autobots on your shelves, or will he spend his days looking for that Cyber key you lost back in 2005?  Tune in after the break to find out!

I did not know how much I would come to love the Armada/Energon/Cybetron trilogy figures until well long after the series was done.  During the time those figures were on shelves we got a mix of a little of everything.  AEC gave us Micromaster/Targetmaster styled Mini-Cons, G1 inspired/re-envisioned legacy characters, Beasts, and brand-new characters, some of whom would become legacy characters in their own right.  I really did not appreciate all that we were given during that period, and it was in that trilogy that we first received Cybertron Optimus Prime/Galaxy Convoy.  That mold was an amalgamation of Transformers concepts, taking Prime back to a fire truck alt. mode, adding in a “trailer” pieces that could detach from the main vehicle, and also included the AEC gimmick of the Cyber Key.  It was big, versatile, poseable, and impressive, and not a figure I would have pegged for a remake.  Then came WFC Siege Galaxy Upgrade Optimus Prime.

  Vehicle Mode

Just like the vehicle mode for Ultra Magnus, Galaxy Upgrade Optimus Prime’s vehicle mode is a composition of puzzle parts made from his robot mode armor.  While both armor/trailer sets share a few parts, they come together in different ways, and the parts are not compatible with each other.   Though you can take the complete armor set from Prime and Magnus and swap them in robot mode, you cannot do the same in vehicle mode.  While this figure does a good job approximating the original Cybertron Optimus’ vehicle mode, there are additional differences apart from the size differential.  The blasters on the roof of the vehicle have swapped sides, though they do maintain their correct orientation in robot mode.  The tubes that formed the sides of the bumper in the 2005 figure have moved to the front of the number on this update.  The blasters which sat further inside the original Cybertron Prime can be connected to the sides in a close approximation of their previous ubication.  Additionally, there are minor color differences due to plastic and paint and overall mold layout.

  This mold uses the C.O.M.B.A.T. System attributes that allow weapons and effects from the Siege line to be used in various spots along the vehicle mode.  This may be one area where the new figure does outshine the original, as creative fans can show him super powered up with weapons, or under attack from enemy fire.  It’s a cool gimmick, since it tends to not interfere with articulation, something fans complained about during the days of the AEC trilogy.

  Overall, I really like this updated vehicle mode, even if it is smaller than the original.  I feel like I can get this one out and fidget with it and leave my original Cybetron Prime on the top shelf, safely guarding his fellow Autobots.  The modular components and the new C.O.M.B.A.T. System gimmickry make the vehicle mode on par with the original, in my opinion.  Different, but similarly great.

  Inner Robot Mode

The “unarmored” Optimus Prime is a cool cross between G1 and Cybetron Prime.  He shares numerous parts with Siege Ultra Magnus’ inner robot mode, and thus is able to fully swap armors with his mold brother in powered up mode.  Significant differences in molded parts are the cab and lower vehicle mode kibble, as well one side of the pelvis cover.  Due to the base mold, this Prime is a bit stockier than his original Siege body.  This nicely accommodates the widened chest on this mold, which is formed by the cab of the truck mode.

  This mode balances well for posing and looks great in action shots.  If not for the cost, I think I would like to have an extra of him and Magnus to display as the inner robots.  Maybe I will luck out and score an extra loose on eBay in a couple of years.

  Galaxy Upgrade Mode

Fully powered up, this mode is where the figure takes on a whole new personality.  The “trailer” end of the vehicle mode breaks down into upgrade armor parts to form a reasonable facsimile of Cybertron Optimus Prime/Galaxy Convoy.  Additional parts in the form of shoulder pads that resemble the tops of the cab and vehicle mode front wheels and grill that attach to the side of the arms complete the look.

  While this mode as stated is very similar to the original Leader Class figure, it’s not nearly as close as the relationship between Energon Leader Class Megatron and the smaller “downsized” Superlink version.  Galaxy Upgrade Optimus Prime.  Beyond the Siege style sculpt, the biggest differences lie in the legs, which are thicker and shorter due to the armor design of the base mold, the weapons, which are much more simplified, the forearms, which really don’t look like the original figure at all, and the head, which works better on this toy due to the lack of a faceplate feature and a ball joint that actually works (take note Hasbro design team…THIS is how you make a ball-jointed head for a Transformer).

  Galaxy Upgrade Optimus Prime has impressive poseability, as long as you don’t mind the need for him to hold the blasters from his backpack, which look a little strange just hanging to the side.  If you include them in his poses, he will look powerful and “cartoon accurate”.  If you want them out of the way and do not mind the hollow spaces under the barrels, you can rotate them behind the backpack.  This frees up his arms and honestly looks pretty cool, since now he effectively has a “jet fighter” looking mode.  I think I prefer this look for the Siege figure, since it allows me to take full advantage of his poseability and gives him a different look from the figure he is meant to homage.  Galaxy Upgrade Optimus Prime has articulation in all the necessary points, including some nice extras, such as rotating wrists, jointed ankles, and a rotating waist.  The added support of the stabilizers on the back of his feet to keep him from falling backward is seriously appreciated.

  Cycling back to the nice range of movement in the head’s ball joint is important at this moment.  This is a serious point of articulation that Hasbro’s current design team does not implement with consistency.  Frequently there are ball jointed heads, but they have little to no range that could not be achieved with a mushroom/t-joint, making the inclusion of a ball joint a mystery.  I realize I harp on this a lot, but I do so in the hopes that somehow someone on the current design team or the future design team reads this and realizes that head/neck articulation in the mainline or fan-oriented line is important.  Again, big thanks to the designer that got it right on Galaxy Upgrade Optimus Prime.

  Overall Thoughts

Compared with the original figure, Galaxy Upgrade Optimus Prime has some nice updates/upgrades, but the original figure gets the better of him in terms of size and active action features, netting him a 7/10.  In terms of balance, poseability, and compatibly with Siege figures, I would score him closer to a 9/10.  Therefore, I give Siege Galaxy Upgrade Optimus Prime an amalgamated score of 8 Cyber Keys out of 10!

  Honestly, the smaller size, new proportions, and better poseability in the head give this mold some serious advantages over the original…but not enough for me to ever consider it a full-on replacement for Cybertron Prime, who has neat action features and a shelf presence that Siege Galaxy Upgrade Optimus Prime cannot replace. I am fortunate to have enough space for both versions on my shelf, so Cybertron Prime will lord over my collection on the top shelf while Galaxy Upgrade Optimus Prime pulls active duty with his fellow Autobots on my current CW/TR/PotP/PW shelf.

  Should you not like smaller “Leader Class” figures, or if the hollow spaces I see many fans complaining about also bother you, I would skip this figure, especially if you own the original mold.  If you are a fan of remakes of older figures, don’t want to spend money buying the older mold or cannot find one, love the play value of the C.O.M.B.A.T. System (how could you not) or simply do not have the shelf space to display many of the larger leader class figures of the past, this figure is for you!

  Galaxy Upgrade Optimus Prime has been popping up all over the country, though as of this post I still hear reports of people being told he cannot be sold due to the street date.  Do not worry.  That street date will eventually pass, and he will eventually make it to online retailers.  Once that happens, I recommend him, and think you should buy him too!

      Siege Galaxy Upgrade Optimus Prime Gallery and Review! Desperately racing against time in unknown parts of the Allspark Studio is Galaxy Upgrade Optimus Prime!  Will he serve as a role model for his fellow Autobots on your shelves, or will he spend his days looking for that Cyber key you lost back in 2005? 

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3 points where you should look before Buying a flat

According to official statistics of the Spanish National Institute of Statistics, in 2018 the percentage of people living under rental regime in Spain (legally) was 16.9%, the highest peak of this figure in history. In fact, according to INE figures in 2005 the percentage was 13%, which means that in a little more than a decade it has not stopped increasing until reaching the numbers in which they are today, so It would not be a surprise that in the 2019 report the figure is higher.

This means that millions of people must pay rent every month to have a roof over their heads. People who pay rent often feel like it is money they are spending without any hope since it is not something of their own, even so, housing is a basic need, so it is not something that can be happen. park view city 

If you must have a monthly income, at least this should be worth it and in case your budget is very austere and you think that you cannot aspire to much with what you have, learn in Gananci how to earn money online using different methods.

However, keep in mind that not everything has to do with money - although perhaps in your mind you are thinking otherwise -, the most important thing is that you know how to make the most of the budget you have available and not all people know how to do it.

So below we will leave you some recommendations so that you can choose the best apartment for rent without leaving your budget. If you take them into account you will see how your expense if it can be considered an investment due to the tranquility of living in a place like this:

Basic services: Something that is vital are basic services such as electricity, water and at this time the Internet. When you go to see a new apartment that you are thinking of renting, ask about the services, but not only to the landlord because that person in eagerness to rent the apartment may tell you some “white lie”, so prefer to ask your future neighbors in the building or urban planning to know for sure how are the services in that place, if they have any fault and the reason for these.

Transportation, parking and access to roads This is another point where you should look before making the decision to move to a new apartment and pay rent for it. Your budget may not be enough for you to move to the central area of ​​the city, but look at the nearby roads that you have available, the transport routes or in case you have your own vehicle, that it has parking or a safe place where you can leave it

Sometimes this is something that is not fully taken into account and people end up stopping their vehicle on the street, which can lead to later problems with it. Wanting to save some money by renting a place without parking can get much more expensive in the absence of tranquility and the danger to which you expose your belongings.

With regard to the location, do not discard areas near where you want to be alone because you think you do not have enough to live in that place, sometimes moving further you can get more expensive for all the resources you must invest to mobilize, either in time, passage, gasoline, etc. Before choosing, take stock and thoroughly analyze what is best for you. You may pay a little more for rent in an apartment near your work, but you will be saving on other aspects of your budget so it is something that could be considered.

Housing conditions It is not enough just to see the floor to know if it works properly, on the outside it can be seen without any problem, but when you move to it you can start to notice the seams, so when you visit it do not be shy when reviewing and asking questions about the next:

Water pipes, drains and faucet condition Electrical installations: pads, switches, wiring, spotlights Gas pipes Filtration of walls and ceilings, ceiling (ceiling, partition walls) Condition of paint and / or wallpaper Furniture and appliances (if included) It is important that you take into account all these points because at the time of returning the apartment to its owner they usually make exhaustive reviews of the place and could charge you for “repairs” of things that were already damaged at the time of entering to inhabit it, the Primary revisions save these types of problems.

In addition to all of the above, do not overlook the conclusion of a contract. This document will be useful to protect the parties involved from any misunderstanding or actions that may arise.

In case you are an owner and you are thinking of renting your property, it does not have to be mandatory in the traditional way, there are also other options, one of them is becoming an Airbnb host, if you do not know what this is about, check it out A look at this Gananci guide that talks about how to make money this way.

What do you think about the article? Do you want to ask something? You know, in the comments below you can tell us what you want. 😉