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[the-kr8tor]

Woven Wheel

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

Word count: 4.3k

Tags: use of Y/N sparingly, no specific physical description of the reader (except for her clothing), Hobie is taller than the reader, CW food, FLUFF.

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CHAPTER 5 >>> CHAPTER 6

You sit on Hobie's rickety chair, on your lap is his emerald bed sheet, your hands expertly stitch together the large hole on the side of the cloth. Eyes glued to what you're doing, you don't notice Hobie's piercing gaze.

He's crouched over to the other side of the room, fixing the wiring of his answering machine. Hobie watches your cherry earrings sway as you move your head to the side to inspect your handiwork. The bags under your eyes are more prominent than the last time he saw you. He sighs, fingers wrapping around the wiring of his answering machine.

Hobie should've been more persuasive at telling you to stay home and get some much needed rest. But you being you, you won the argument, telling him that it'll be your place too once you graduate so you should come over and help with the cleaning and fixing. With that you already won, but then you added the fact that he already used a ticket from your favour card. Rolling your eyes through the payphone's receiver as if he can see you, you tell him that you always keep to your word. He relents, the only thing he can do now is to make sure you don't get too tired, opting to give you the easiest job, even if he means he has to do more.

So here you are sitting in his sparse living room, mending his bedsheet, watching as James walks over to you. You smile politely to the blonde, making small talk.

"You're gonna burn a hole right through her" Ned appears out of nowhere, whispering right in Hobie's ear.

Hobie pushes him off, Ned cackles at his annoyed reaction. "Fucker"

"You look like a lovesick teen, just go fuckin' tell her, you idiot" Ned sits down to Hobie's level, whispering to him. "Seriously, go do it before someone else does" as Ned says this, you laugh at something James said, the blonde smiles sheepishly at you. "Also I need to see you two finally get together before I leave. I deserve that much after watching you two yearn for each other the entire time I've known you lot"

Hobie frowns at what Ned says, fingers twisting the wiring in his hands faster, he jumps when a sudden jolt of electricity shocks him, the wiring falling from his hand "Fuck!" He yells, holding and shaking his hands.

You perk up, attuned to his scream of pain, stopping mid conversation. "You okay, Hobs?" Handing the linen to James, speed walking the small distance towards Hobie's crouched form. "The hell did you do?" Crouching down, you hold his hands gingerly, massaging his calloused fingers. Probably the opposite of what you should do when somebody gets electrocuted.

"I'm okay, just a shock is all" Hobie stares at your hands gingerly holding his. You nod, still a little concerned.

Ned chuckles, Hobie stares daggers at his friend, shutting him up, a faint smirk staying on his lips. "Maybe you should let Yuri do that, she's good with that kind of stuff" Ned teases Hobie more.

"Let me do what?" Yuri enters the boat, a large box in her hands.

"I have it," Hobie grumbles.

You stand up, dropping Hobie's hands on his side, "oh, let me help you with that"

Ned stops you before you could get your hands over to the box. "Got it, y/n"

"I got it" Yuri lightly shoves Ned away, "I'm not a damsel in distress" she walks towards the pile of boxes on the side of the boat, dropping the large box next to the pile, "see, no sweat"

"When's lunch?" James pipes up, still holding Hobie's bedsheet.

"Mate, you barely did anything" Ned scrunches his nose, "you're right though, when's lunch, Hobie?"

You laugh, Yuri rolls her eyes, a ghost of a smile on her red lips.

"Bunch of leeches, the lot of you" he murmurs. Tapping you on your arm, "what do you want?" Hobie asks you.

"Pizza or fish and chips" Ned says before you could answer, a teasing smile on his lips.

"I asked her not you" Hobie huffs.

"I second that," James agrees, pointing at Ned.

"A coke too," Yuri adds.

"Christ" Hobie places his hands over his hips, "you good with either?" He turns his head towards you.

"A large coke for me, please" you add to the teasing.

"I expected better from you" Hobie narrows his eyes, you giggle at his expression.

—

The chair creaks from under you, finishing the last stitches on the bed sheet, you try to make conversation with Yuri. She sorts through the various boxes for some utensils to eat with. The men left a few minutes ago to buy lunch, leaving you and Yuri inside the Houseboat.

"So what are you gonna study?" You break the silence.

"Getting right to the point, huh?" Yuri teases but you take it too seriously, eyes widening, afraid that you might've offended her.

"Sorry, I didn't mean–"

"I was joking," Yuri stops her perusal of boxes, now looking straight at you with her piercing gaze, "you can ask" she chuckles, "seriously, don't apologize"

"Oh, okay, sorr–" Yuri raises a sharp brow, you backtrack, suddenly nervous from her stare, "right, so um, what are you gonna study?"

Yuri smiles, "Architecture, I know, it's a surprise, huh?" She gestures towards her dark clothes, combat boots and spiked denim jacket.

"Kind of? I mean look at me, do I look like a fashion student?" Gesturing towards your not so plain clothes, but still pretty tame from what you used to wear back in the day. You opted for a pair of bell bottomed jeans instead of your usual straight cut denim, your long sleeved blouse rustles slightly when a draft blows in. The detailed design of hummingbirds stitched on the collar of your shirt practically comes alive every time you turn your head. You're slowly trying to ease back to your usual self, following Danny's advice. And it actually works since you had a major breakthrough with your design a few nights ago. You're keeping it a secret, a little surprise for your model.

"You're a fashion student?!" She feigns surprise.

Chuckling, you see why her and Hobie are friends.

"I joke" Yuri winks, "I stopped tryin' to blend in a looong time ago" she crosses the small threshold, sitting in front of you on an equally rickety chair, "you look different, they stare, you look plain, they whisper. You can't bloody win. Might as well be myself out of spite, right?" she lifts her leg to cross it over the other. "Così va il mondo'' she sighs.

"Such is life" you translate, Yuri smirks, eyes twinkling.

"I see why Hobie likes you so much," she leans on the wooden table, elbows propped up, hand holding her chin. "You're not just pretty, but smart too, huh?"

Smiling genuinely at her, you take note of her freckles, dotting her face like stars, her septum piercing glinting in the low light of the lamp you've placed on the table.

The door to the houseboat swings open, the boys' bickering slices the silence inside the boat.

"Fuckin' told you to hold it on its side!" Hobie argues with James.

"I did! It slid down! I can't control gravity, Hobie!" James retaliates.

Ned enters the space first, he looks so out of it, face frowning, exasperated at his two companions. He holds a liter of coke in his hand, the other a plastic bag of something hot inside.

Yuri side eyes you, shaking her head at the men arguing, you chuckle. She stands up reluctantly, going towards the pile of boxes to take out the utensils.

You follow her lead, walking to meet halfway with the tired Ned. He hands you the bottle of coke.

"I feel like I've aged ten bloody years"

You chuckle, helping Ned place the food on the wobbly table.

"Wait, place it on the floor, that table's not stable enough" Hobie stops you, grabbing the soda bottle from your hands, he juggles it in between the paper bag he's carrying.

"I got it, Hobie" you take the bottle from his hand, " 's not that heavy, you're already carrying too much"

"Where do we eat then, doofus?" Yuri asks the question that's on everyone's mind, she holds plates of various sizes in her hands, mismatched spoons and forks placed on top of the ceramic, in her other hand are mugs, hanging precariously on her ring clad fingers.

"Well, idiot," Hobie retaliates, "the floor is your best friend" He sits down on the newly polished floor, the wood gleaming in all its glory. The paper bag almost spills over when he sits down, grabbing the top of the bag before the contents decorate the clean floors.

"The chips!" James dramatically yells.

"They're fine!" Hobie clicks his tongue, he taps the floor next to him. "Right here, y/n" he softened up when he said your name.

You don't waste a second to cross the space, dropping down next to him. You sit criss crossed, cradling the liter bottle like a baby.

"You need a dining table or at least a settee that doesn't give you tetanus when the spring pokes you" Ned unceremoniously sits down, adjacent to you, he yelps when hot oil singes his finger. "Where else are we gonna sit?" He licks the oil off his red fingertip.

"You gonna buy me one, Neddy?" Hobie gives you a box full of chips, you give him a small 'thank you'.

"I'll buy you one if you actually do what we discussed earlier" Ned replies. Hobie narrows his eyes, non-verbally telling him to shut up.

You look at Ned quizzically, he shrugs, handing everyone their share of fried fish. Your stomach grumbles at the sight. Everyone sits in a circle, the pizza box and soda lays in the middle of the group.

Yuri snorts, knowing what he meant. James opens the pizza box, the savory smell coating the small space. He quickly grabs a slice, gobbling it down.

"Bloody hell, use a plate at least. Were you raised in a barn?" Yuri grimaces, handing James a plate. He nods a thank you, mouth full of dough. "Here you go, love" she hands you a couple of plates and utensils.

"Thanks,Yuri" You hand the spare utensils to Hobie, Leaning forward to grab a slice.

"What's all this? You two best mates now?" Hobie asks, biting off a chip.

"You jealous? We're just lookin' out for each other. Ain't that right, sweets?" Yuri winks at you. You stop chewing for a hot second.

Ned guffaws while James laughs with a mouthful of cheese and sauce. Hobie rolls his eyes, handing you his makeshift glass so you could pour him a drink.

You pour him one while Hobie casually rolls your sleeves up to your elbows so you don't splash soda on it. The fizz rises up towards the edge of the mug. "It's not that cold anymore"

"I'll manage" Hobie thanks you by tapping his mug towards yours, it clinks when they meet.

"Best fish and chips in town, fuck I'm gonna miss this" Ned says.

"They have fish and chips in Richmond," Yuri scoffs, biting into the doughy pizza.

"I know they have fish and chips! But not this fish and chips" he shows his plate like a commercial, hand gesturing around his plate.

"They literally all taste the same" James quips, hand reaching for tissues.

"They would taste the same for you because you don't stop to actually taste it" Ned rebukes.

Their banter fades in the background as Hobie scooches next to you, legs kissing yours, "you want my slice?"

"Hmm? You don't like it?" You lean further into him, "is it the cheese?"

"Nah, I just don't like it" he leans towards you, further closing the already small distance, breath mixing in with yours. "It's too.." he tries to find the right word to describe it, "..gooey for me"

You snort at his choice of word "hehehe say it again"

"What's so funny about 'gooey'?"

"You saying 'gooey', big punk Hobie saying gooey is funny" you take the pizza from his plate, taking a bite from it. "Oh, you're right, it is gooey"

"Doughy, fuck that's the word I was looking for"

You giggle, "I think 'doughy' has the same effect as 'gooey'"

"You're very funny" Hobie stops for a second, unabashedly staring at your lips, he brings his thumb over to it, wiping at the corner of your mouth. You don't have time to react, freezing into place. "Sorry, you got sauce on it" he continues wiping, thumb grazing your lower lip. You stare at him, eyes wide, breath hitching in your throat. "Got it"

You clear your throat, "Thanks"

"Oi lovebirds!" Ned whistles to get your attention, Hobie glares at Ned.

"We're not dogs, what the hell do you want?"

"Pass me the hot sauce" Ned points at the packets near your crossed legs.

Hobie scoffs, tossing Ned the packets. It bounces off Ned's mug, almost falling inside his drink. Ned flips Hobie the bird as a thank you. Hobie lovingly answers the same.

The group munches on their food quietly for a few minutes, you relish in the peace. Until James burps. Yuri scrunches her nose, you hide your giggle with a bite of your lip.

"So, what are you planning on doing after you graduate?" Yuri bravely asks, her utensils clinking on the plate as she finishes eating.

"Getting right to the point, huh?" You tilt your head at Yuri, copying the words she uttered a few minutes ago.

Yuri smiles, "aye, you got me there"

Hobie watches the interaction, glad that you made friends with Yuri.

"Well there's this fashion house where an old friend of mine works at, that would be nice working with him. And it's right here in London so I don't have to go far" you wipe your fingers with a napkin.

"Think big, y/n! What's your ultimate goal?" Yuri pats your knee.

"She's right, go big or go home, eh?" Ned chides in.

"You guys are laying it on me, huh?" You shyly say.

"My da applied to the biggest radio station in London when he was younger, he never thought he'd even get accepted! Now look at him, the most famous radio host in the country!" James adds in the conversation.

"Wait, who's your dad?" Hobie asks.

"JJJ" James answers, huffing his chest in pride.

You all look at him surprised, Hobie slowly turns to look at you, mirroring the same expression.

"What the fuck? You're just gonna drop that insane lore just like that?" Ned looks at James, shocked.

"Yeah, and you know what?" James shifts in his seat, hand curling around his drink. "I'm not even gonna elaborate" he snickers, drinking loudly from his mug.

"I see the resemblance" you lean a bit to look at James closely.

"Yeah, just tape a mustache on him and he's a carbon copy" Hobie agrees.

"Let's shut the fuck up about him, yeah?" Yuri cuts in, James softly mumbles out a 'hey'. "You don't even want to tell us" Yuri points a finger in James' direction. "Let's go back to the topic at hand, y/n, what do you want to do after graduation?"

"You don't have to answer if you don't want to," Hobie places his chin on your shoulder, comforting you.

"Aye, you don't have to answer if you don't feel comfortable telling us. I mean I am asking what your hopes and dreams are. It's a tall order." Yuri tells you.

"It's fine, really" you smile bashfully, "I– there's a fashion house in Paris, that I've been dreaming of working at since I was a kid. I guess that's what I want to do after." You fiddle with your thumbs.

Hobie watches the twinkle in your eyes, he smiles sadly at the prospect of you moving so far away from him, but he can't help but feel proud. He sighs, avoiding looking at your face, instead he stares at your discarded plate.

"Now that's the answer I was lookin' for"

"Thought you wanted to model?" James asks, looking confused in your direction. You tilt your head to ask him what he meant. "You two did go to a runway show, I thought it's because you wanted to model or something"

"Oh, that was for research" you answer.

Ned snorts "can't imagine Hobie at a runway show, especially him walking down on it" Ned shields his face with his arms when Hobie throws him another packet of sauce, this time aiming right for his face. It bounces off harmlessly, Ned sticks his tongue out. Hobie mumbles out a 'child', glaring at his friend.

"Mate, show us your runway walk!" James stands up, posing exaggeratedly.

"You first" Hobie lifts his head off your shoulder.

"I asked you first!"

"You asked for jack shit, fuck off" Hobie says flatly. You laugh at them both.

"Yeah, Hobie he did ask you first" Yuri grabs her plate to put in the sink.

"Why don't you do it then?" Hobie raises a pierced brow.

"Sure, If everyone does it" she leans casually on the kitchen island, a towel over her shoulder. "What do you say? You up for a little modeling?" Yuri smirks at you.

"Uh, no thank you" you stand up grabbing yours and Hobie's plates.

"I'll do it, I've got the physic for it" Ned stands up, cleaning up his station. "Let's clean this up, so we have the space"

"Let's goooo!" James grabs his dirty plates, quickly putting it in the sink.

"I've never seen him clean that fast" Hobie whispers to you, taking the plates from your hands. You smile at him, crouching down to take the empty mugs from the floor.

Once the floor gets cleaned (again) James hypes himself up, getting ready to walk. You grab your digital camera from your bag. Maybe if you assign yourself as the photographer they wouldn't notice you not walking with them.

You don't know if it's the sugar high from the soda or James' instigation but whatever it is they all comply. Yuri has a rare grin on her face, Ned punches Hobie's arm while he laughs loudly. James jumps up and down excitedly.

Hobie chuckles when you show him the camera, "go get a good angle of me"

"That's going to be hard" you tease. Hobie elbows your side lightly. Walking to the front of the 'runway', you crouch down for the best angle to take their pictures.

"Alright James! Go" Ned pats James' back.

James walks dramatically, hips swaying from side to side. Once he reaches you, he pouts, exaggerated. Pointing at the camera.

The flash goes off, James nods appreciatively, walking back to the rest of the group. Ned is up next, walking casually. He flips the bird at the camera. You laugh loudly, music to Hobie's ears. He's glad their shenanigans are making you laugh.

Yuri walks like she owns the place, hand on her waist, striking a pose at the end. She pauses for a second so you could take her picture, Yuri throws you a 'rock on sign' with her hand, it shows clearly in the grainy screen. She walks back to the laughing group.

Yuri grabs Hobie's shoulders, shaking him. "Your turn, Hobart!" She chuckles deeply, pushing him towards the starting position, "you better strike a bloody pose or you'll have to do it again!" The other two laugh at Yuri's teasing.

Hobie huffs, walking normally towards you. The instigators yell at him to do it properly.

"Hobie, you fucker! That's not how a proper model walks!" Ned exclaims.

He stops in front of you, the flash goes off, as you laugh at the picture you've taken. Hobie lifts you easily by your arm. You stand up, grinning at him.

"What are you doing?" You say, chuckling.

"You think you could escape? You gotta walk with me" Hobie throws his arm around your shoulder, cackling loudly.

You try to wiggle out of his hold. "Nooo!" Your smile betrays you as you try to hopelessly push him away. Yuri takes the camera from your hand, angling it to take numerous pictures of you two.

You laugh loudly as Hobie imitates (as best as he could) how a model walks, with you in his arms. The flash goes off in tandem with your strides, making it look like you're on an actual runway.

"Love it!" James cheers you on.

"Work it!" Ned adds, clapping his hands.

You stop at the end, grinning from ear to ear. Yuri keeps taking pictures, you're sure it's gonna run out of space soon enough, but it's well worth it. Hobie bends at his waist, grabbing the back of your knees, his other hand slides to your back, looping his arm across it, pulling you to his chest, lifting you off the ground. You yelp, quickly looping your arms to his neck.

"Hobie! What the fu–" click! Yuri captures the moment.

"That one's for the front page!" Yuri laughs, checking the picture on the small screen. James and Ned scooch closer to Yuri, peeking at the pictures. They laugh and smile at the pictures you've taken.

Hobie still holds you up, hands warm against your jeans. "You come here often?" He smiles down at you, eyes twinkling at your flustered face.

"I could strangle you right now" you quip.

"You're not tall enough" Hobie scoffs even though he has a smile on his lips.

"I literally have my arms around your neck"

"Kinky" he narrows his eyes at you, a smirk playing on his lips.

You chuckle nervously, "you can let me go now" you say despite not actually wanting him to let go.

"Nah, you look great in this angle" heat rises in your cheeks when he winks at you.

"Well you don't, you've got a bit of a double chin in this angle" you tease back, almost not getting the sentence out completely because of your laughs.

"I could just drop you, y'know"

"But you won't" you lean up slightly, pinching the back of his neck.

"You sure 'bout that?" He pretends to drop you, you gasp a bit, smacking your palm on his chest. He chuckles at your reaction. "I'm not gonna drop you" he fixes his hold on you.

"Yeah, but I'm getting heavy aren't I?" You grin at how he's trying really hard at carrying you.

"No" he lies, slowly putting you back on the ground.

"Mm-hmm, told you so"

—

You hum as Yuri gives you an unexpected hug goodbye, reciprocating the embrace, you pull away, holding her at arm's length.

"Watch us play at the concert?" Yuri asks you.

"Of course, I'll be there"

"Ohh, we'll definitely win then" Yuri goes in for another hug, squeezing you.

You and Hobie stand on the boat, watching them drive off in Yuri's beetle.

The sun slowly sets in the horizon, bathing the boat in its orange light. A breeze rushes past, hugging your coat tighter around you.

"You want a ride?"

"Ride?" You got distracted by the rays hitting his face just right, accentuating his sculpted face.

"Yeah, ride y'know, vroom vroom?" He acts as if he's revving his motorcycle's engine.

You laugh again, face hurting from all the smiling. "Are you trying to get rid of me already?"

"Never" he holds the crook of your elbow. "You're not too tired?" Concern on his face.

"A bit, but I'm not done yet with your bed sheet" you stand closer to him, the tips of your shoes kissing his. "Why do you have so many holes in them? I think I know what to get you for your birthday"

"I'm genuinely excited for new bed sheets" he rubs your arm, warming you.

"That's a sign you're getting old"

"Fuck off, I'm only a year older than you" he scoffs with no ounce of malice in it.

"Mm-hmm you're a homeowner now, how does it feel Mr. Hobart Brown" you lift an imaginary microphone to him. He finds your playfulness endearing, smiling softly at your good mood.

He plays along, leaning towards the invisible mic. "It'll be better once you've moved in"

You bite your lip, bashfully looking at him through your eyelashes. Moving the mic back to you "You've gone soft, can you tell us about that?"

Hobie sighs loudly, almost blurting out exactly why he's gone soft around the edges. He holds your wrist, pretending to talk into the imaginary mic "Well Ms. L/n, it comes with age" he surrenders just so he can hear you laugh wholeheartedly again.

"Knew it" You poke his chest. "Now, let me help you set up your bed. I can't let you sleep on the floor"

He bites his tongue at the innuendo that appears in his mind, "I'm not gonna sleep on the floor, I have a mattress"

"Yeah, a mattress that's on the floor!" You put your hands on your hips.

Hobie surrenders to you once again, at least he gets to hangout with you more. He's already getting ready for the screaming match when you two get frustrated with building the complicated bed frame.

—

You run from the metro station, legs straining, huffing, trying to regulate your breathing. Maybe it's a mistake to wear your new boots to the show, your heels clack against the hard pavement, increasing your chance of stumbling and breaking your ankle.

Fuck, fuck, fuck! You internally curse. You promised the band you'll be there for their final show, I can't believe I overslept! Please tell me they're not on yet! Regretting sleeping late because of your project. You shouldn't have made that complicated embroidery.

You skid to a stop, holding up your ticket to show the security guard. He nods stiffly, you practically run towards the side of the stage, dodging the growing crowd. You quickly gaze over the large stage, finding the staff still setting it all up. Yes! They haven't started yet! Smiling victoriously.

You stop, heels skidding to a halt, smile fading away when you see an unknown woman right next to Hobie, whispering closely to his ear, bare arms around his neck, fingers fiddling with the metal chain he always wears.

Oh

A/N: This chapter made me miss my chaotic OCs 🥺 Thank you for reading! Consider reblogging if you enjoyed it ❤️

(please tell me if I missed any asterisks, they're placeholders for me during drafting. I feel like I missed some lol)

*pictures above are from pinterest*

[mysmistree]

The Consequences Of Genius

SO! On stream today, I decided to follow the example of Harlan Ellison (Who used to write short stories off of passerby suggestions in bookshop windows) And I took a suggestion and wrote a short story! Here's the completed story, started from the prompt: "A person doing research going crazy" from Crazycrazyfox, written in full by me on stream today. Genre: Horror

        It had been years. When he first became obsessed with the idea in college, he was heralded as a genius of his generation. Capable of making the next incredible breakthrough. But now? After so much time had passed? He stayed in a dark, dim room, leaned against a desk covered in papers on a floor flooded with more papers, with only the dim desk-lamp to provide him light in the darkness. He had to be on to something. He must be!

After all this time, with all this equipment and all the money he’d spent, there had to be something to this madness. His eyes scrolled the pages of research and notes, at least the relevant ones on his desk, and he made further notations about this latest experiment. He stood, the motion causing many papers to billow away from him, and he marched towards his machine. His grand invention. The great signal flare with which he will usher in a new era of humanity.

He adjusted the amperage, re-arranged the antennas on the second pod, and triple-checked that they were powered. He stepped over the frayed and mangled corpse of the failed experiment as he wandered his way to the fuse box. It was important, of course, now that he wasn’t making his coffee, to re-divert the power back to his machine.

An unfortunate groan came from the floor. He glanced, with an expression of disinterest, at the almost-human on the floor. One arm failed to defuse from its torso, the other reaching out for a supportive hand, the entire creature red with blood.

He ignored it. It would mean nothing in his new realm, in his perfect future. It cost him nothing to repeat the experiment, save perhaps an electricity bill at the end of the month. But it was fine, he was so close now. When that time came he would be able to pay it in spades, and they would probably pay him for having made such a profound discovery in their building. Yes, yes, he would be beloved.

        In school, his research had been heralded as brilliant and incredible. But his critics, they were vicious and unrelenting. They called him mad, they said he’d lost his mind, they could not fathom the possibilities that would be ushered forth by his great invention!

The whirling of the machine was like music to his ears with each booting sequence. Watching the DOS prompts on the little jerry-rigged laptop was like watching Picasso paint, and he was sure the world would agree! But, it had begun to grate. After fifteen failed runs, fifteen unpleasant corpses to clean up, fifteen groans and nightmarish forms, he was not without a few doubts and frustrations. He still had neglected to clean up the sixteenth experiment, and so it lay malformed on his floor.

It was a source of much frustration. On his next go around the desk, he stomped his foot down on its skull, the unfortunate squelch and squeals of pain and compounded flesh filled the room. As its final scream hollered out in an unpleasantly familiar deep voice, he pushed harder until there was no life left in the failed experiment. The hideous thing simply lay dead and slightly oozish upon the ground, whereupon he grabbed its unpleasantly fleshy and grotesque form where one might have a shoulder, and dragged it, slowly, uncomfortably, across the room leaving a trail of blood as the aged wooden floor left splinters in its hide. He pulled another trash bag from the roll he kept in the corner, and wrapped the foul and lost beast in it. He then heaved the squishy and liquidy bag of garbage out of his apartment into the elevator.

Out in the snow at the bottom of his building, he walked out into the uncovered parking lot, trailing the uncomfortable fleshy bag behind him, bringing it out to the now slightly full dumpster which smelled uncomfortably of rotting flesh and looked misshapen in all the worst ways. He threw the bag over his shoulder, comforted slightly by the idea that if it were not already dead, it soon would be. He then marched his way back in the door, into the elevator, and back to his damp, cramped, and paper-covered room. He re-examined his notes once more and re-drew the drapes to be sure that none would witness his genius before himself.

He knew that everything was ready, and so, more confidant than ever in his project, he readied for the seventeenth test. He adjusted both capsules, huge silver chambers which stood on opposite sides of the room, connected both by cables and the invisible power of radio waves. He brought the second one to life by connecting the circuit with the breaker on the far side. He considered, slightly, the idea that his project would be rejected. No, NO, that is impossible. He has worked so hard, and made such progress. There is nothing but success which awaits him. If not now, then soon enough. He brought the first chamber to life with another flip of the respective breaker. He waited for the coils and gears to find their place before the grand bronze doors opened. Immense quantities of steam poured out from the machine and flooded the floor of the little room, making what discarded papers that had come close into piles of literary mulch, and warmed the little room.

Out of habit, he checked his notes one more time. The calculations were excellent. The machinations worked beautifully. As a way to provide a new variable to this test, he connected a little samplette of gelatin to the machine. If all went well, he’d have a very lovely snack on the other side. If not- Well, nothing wrong with a seventeenth mess to clean up. He nodded his head, almost involuntarily. He was exhausted. It had been a long day, with hours of work behind him.

He stepped into the machine, flicking the switch as he went. The bronze doors closed and he heard the gears whir and the coils spark the air with loose bolts of plasma. The electricity in the air sparked and crackled, until eventually the chamber was filled with steam, and there was a bright light.

At first, there was nothing. Slowly, his senses came to him. The bronze doors before him opened. He was on the other side of the room. His heart quickened in an unnatural beat. He tried to raise his arms but failed. They were held in place. He tried to step forward, he fell. The contact with the metal of the chamber and wood of the floor against his incomplete visage caused searing pain along his body. He tried to call out, but his voice was nothing but a gurgle. It was strained, limited, he was naught but an unpleasant and lost slug of a person on the ground, one viable arm and one viable leg, both which stung immensely to move about his form. His vision was blurry but functional, which he counted among his successes. He thought to himself, it will be better for the-

“It will be better for the eighteenth test, I suppose.”

The voice came from above him. He looked up, and saw himself. Dirty from the days work, with an unbuttoned collared shirt and plaid pants, wholly unharmed, staring down at him with nothing but contempt and disappointment.

“I suppose you will have to go with the others.”

A boot was raised well above his head.

There was pain. There was screaming.

And then there was nothing. (P.S. You can see the entire stream where I wrote the story on my channel, Mys_Mistree on Twitch! Thank you for reading!)

[asksoldieron]

X-1: Meet the Cast, and the Roll-A-Dance, and this here new, modified engagement function!

If there's a lot of engagement on this, this post is liable to get real long, beware before you expand. (This accidentally went live on the wrong blog for a sec, I bet I'll do that a lot!)

Welcome to the Engagement Lounge, for Meet the Roll-A-Dance (X-1) an extra! Short comments can go in the replies, but there's a character limit. Longer ones will need a reblog. Remember to @asksoldieron if you're reblogging someone else's reblog, so I can see it too!

This was a cute way to reintroduce the cast and transition into the timeskip after finishing up Tin Soldier and taking a long break. Erik's almost twelve in this one. When we see him again, he'll be nineteen, but he doesn't know it yet.

Barnaby's gone and there are a few new main characters who aren't there yet, but the plot goes on! If you wanted to check and see if you like this world, these people, and how I write about 'em, this is a good place to start.

I posted this February 17th, after being more-or-less absent for a year, as proof of life! Tin Soldier's actual anniversary is on April 9th. Technically, I started Tin Soldier very late on the 8th, but the clock switched over while I was putting the pilot up. I tried to stick to 12:01 AM from then on, but I screwed up a few times. (I simplified the time codes and cleaned up some mistakes after moving the site. Shh! Don't tell!) We'll call October 3rd Soldier On's birthday. Three excuses to put up extra content and party!

This one has a lot of band organ music in it, which I love. Those things make old school digital music. Music boxes are even older, and I love them too, but band organs are way more fun to watch.

On the way up from the States, I got to visit the Musee Mechanique in San Francisco and see a lot of both, and player-pianos, too! They had a BIG band organ behind glass that played the Beatles. I was in heaven.

I also got to see a transitional machine. Band organs and player pianos run ye olde MIDI files on punched paper rolls. Music boxes have a metal roll with itty-bitty bumps that plucks a tiny metal harp. How did we get from one to the other? A punched roll made of either very tough paper or wood that physically lifted the keys that play the instruments as it scrolled! Each key had a hook on it that would catch the holes in the roll and strike a note or an instrument. From metal harp to wooden keys to a pneumatic pump system that blows air through the holes!

Unlike the DDR we know, Roll-A-Dances have a mechanical dance pad instead of a digital one. They're slower, with nothing faster than 1/8 steps, so you don't foul the typewriter-like keys. I bet the early ones had the pneumatic input hooked up to the dance pad, and that would've been even slower. The one the household is playing with has a bellows in there, and needs magic and electricity. It's faster, but it's finicky!

We'll see the Roll-A-Dance again. Milo just loves it. You can't tell from his expression, but I gave you his joy in the coloured "light". I decided Milo should not be required to smile for you readers at home to know he's happy.

My music references, available on YouTube, are: A fairground organ playing ABBA; A fairground organ playing Bohemian Rhapsody; and of course you know Toccata. Butterfly and Captain Jack are DDR references, but they - and the other songs - are not, to the best of my knowledge, available in organ form. Yet. They do have Caramelldansen! Band organs give less than a shit about copyright and I agree with them!

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What is Heavy Gauge Thermoforming?

Thermoforming is a plastic processing technology, the main principle is to spread the hard plastic sheet heated to soften, the use of vacuum adsorption will be softened sheet adsorption on the surface of the mold, after cooling the molding technology.

Vacuum forming is widely used in plastic packaging, lighting, advertising, decoration and other industries.

With the continuous development of science and technology, the manufacturing industry is also constantly innovating and progressing. Among them, thermoforming plastics process, as an emerging manufacturing technology, is gradually becoming the new trend of the future manufacturing industry.

Vacuum forming according to the thickness of the sheet is divided into thin gauge thermoforming and heavy gauge thermoforming, this article we will focus on thick gauge thermoforming.

Principle of Heavy Gauge Thermoforming

Heavy gauge thermoforming refers to the use of material thickness of more than 2mm, can not be in the fully automatic tool on the thermoforming machine, must be used in heavy gauge thermoforming semi-automatic thermoforming machine for processing and production. light gauge thermoforming, the thickness of the plastic is 1.5 mm or less and is usually roll fed into the thermoforming machine.

Thick piece of pressure forming machine is a plastic sheet as raw material, through the vacuum forming process to produce plastic parts of the key process equipment, it is a thermoplastic material plastic sheet as raw material, through the oven heated to a softening temperature, and then through the plastic sheet and the mold between the plastic sheet and the key process equipment.

It takes thermoplastic plastic flat sheet as raw material, heated to softening temperature by oven, and then through the negative pressure of vacuum between plastic sheet and mold, the plastic sheet in thermoplastic state is adsorbed on the working surface of the mold and then cooled to form.

Difference Between Heavy Gauge Thermoforming and Thin Gauge Thermoforming

Different Materials

Heavy gauge thermoforming is generally used ABS, HIPS, etc.. Thin gauge thermoforming commonly used materials for PVC, PET, PP, PS, PETG, etc..

Material thickness is different, heavy gauge thermoforming industry need to use the material is sheet, that is, plate, 1-15mm thick, and light gauge thermoforming used in the material is coil 0.2-1mm thick.

Different Uses

Heavy gauge thermoforming is commonly used in machine shells, display racks, advertisements, bases, image boards, sports equipment shells, beauty equipment shells, medical equipment shells, golf cart shells, toy car shells, turnover trays, game machine shells, refrigerator liners, light boxes and other vacuum forming products. The product thickness 1-10mm or even thicker.

Thin gauge thermoforming is generally used in electronic products, cosmetics, food, health care products, toys, daily necessities and other pressure forming products. The thickness of the product is 10-100 silk.

Different Processes

Heavy gauge thermoforming than thingauge thermoforming is more complex, on the basis of the process, heavy gauge thermoforming than thin gauge thermoforming more than a few milling edges, skeleton washing, grinding and other processing procedures.

Heavy gauge thermoforming industry cut edges and holes are CNC engraved, while the thin gauge thermoforming industry is punched with a knife mold, so the price of thick gauge thermoforming than thin gauge thermoforming is a little more expensive.

Different Machines

The machines used in heavy gauge thermoforming industry are semi-automatic thermoforming machines, which have a slow production time, while those used for light gauge thermoforming are high-speed machines, which are very fast.

Application

Heavy gauge thermoforming products are mainly used in: electrical appliance shell, automobile body jacket, pet tray, advertising light box, automobile interior and exterior, transportation, building materials, packaging, medical equipment, household appliances, education and sanitary ware, sporting goods, medical equipment, food equipment, instrument shell, lighting, refrigerator industry, air conditioning industry and home appliance parts and other people's daily life in various fields.

Heavy gauge thermoforming products can not only replace the injection molding process, saving the cost of expensive injection molds, but also replace the traditional handmade, with the advantages of advanced production process, fast speed, reliable quality and so on.

Heavy Gauge Thermoforming Materials

A variety of thermoplastic materials are used in heavy gauge thermoforming, each with unique properties for specific applications. The main materials used in thick sheet blister molding are: various colors of ABS, acrylic, PETG, PVC, PC, PP, PE, PS, etc. and a variety of modified plastics such as glossy, skinned and transparent sheets. The thickness ranges from 3mm to 60mm.

ABS: ABS is a thermoplastic known for its strong and durable properties. It has good impact resistance and high temperature resistance, making it ideal for both interior and exterior applications. In the automotive industry, ABS is used to make interior panels and instrument panels because of its strength, elasticity and aesthetic flexibility. In consumer products, it is used to produce everything from toys to cell phone cases.

PE: Chemically resistant and highly durable and cost effective. PE is available in a wide range of densities and different properties with good elasticity and strength. PE is widely used in packaging due to its ability to effectively keep out moisture and other contaminants. Its chemical resistance makes it the material of choice for containers holding corrosive substances.

PS: PS has good rigidity and clarity and is easy to work with. It provides a cost-effective alternative for scenarios where clear, rigid plastic is required. Because of its transparency and rigidity, PS is often used to produce displays and models where a clear view of the product is critical.

PVC: prized for its versatility, strength and chemical resistance.

PC: prized for its transparency and impact resistance.

PMMA: prized for its optical transparency and UV resistance.

HIPS: tough and low cost.

Production Process

Heavy gauge thermoforming and thin gauge thermoforming principle is similar, is the positioning of the plate through the oven heated to a soft state, the vacuum forming mold and its periphery to form a closed space and will be the cavity air instantly pumped away, the plate is tightly covered in the surface of the mold, cooled and shaped to obtain the product of the process.

Vacuum forming is a cyclic process, each cycle mainly consists of: loading - heating softening - blowback pre-drawing - suction molding - cooling and shaping - demolding and taking out the parts. After removing the molded part, the sheet is placed again (either received or automatically) for the next cycle.

Mold Design and Making

Different customers have specifications for their products, so plastic molds must be made before production. In this case, the molds are made from plaster of plastic molds and the molds are produced using plastic. The lower cost is plaster molds, followed by electroplated copper molds, while aluminum molds are more expensive. When the molds are made, they are allowed to dry naturally or are dried and then treated according to the specific conditions of the product surface.

Mold Installation

When the mold is completely dry, it should be placed on the upper iron plate of the vacuum chamber, then the mold should be loaded to the applicable size according to the size of the mold then the paper should be placed in a hot wood cabinet to hold it in place and process it.

Forming

Fix the plastic sheets on the mold with fixing clips, heat the ends of the plastic sheet until they become soft, then use a vacuum pump to pump out the air between the material and the mold, so that the softened plastic sheet is adsorbed on the top of the mold, and then blow the air in the reverse direction to release the product from the mold when it cools down.

Finished Product

The finished plastic components is trimmed and integrated into a product that can be sold after sale packaging.

Agvantages

The advantage of heavy gauge thermoforming is its simplicity. For businesses or individuals looking to produce prototypes quickly, heavy gauge thermoforming stands out. The molds for heavy gauge thermoforming can be made from less durable materials such as wood or epoxy, so converting prototypes to physical form is both faster and cheaper.

Heavy gauge thermoforming is particularly cost-effective for low to medium volumes. Because tooling costs are typically lower than injection molding costs, small quantities can be produced without significant financial outlay. Another advantage is the relative ease of design changes. Because molds are less expensive, modifications can be made without incurring excessive costs.

Due to the large area and thick material of thick gauge thermoforming products, their strength and durability are high and they are able to protect the integrity of the goods. Secondly, heavy gauge thermoforming products can be customized to provide a wide range of features and shapes. In addition, the production process of heavy gauge thermoforming products is relatively simple and highly efficient, allowing them to meet the demands of mass production.

The automatic molding of heavy gauge thermoforming is particularly suitable for the production and processing of large products, because it realizes the automated operation from raw materials to finished products, so the efficiency is high and the quality is relatively stable.

In thick plate thermoforming technology, a variety of additional services can be performed, such as mold design, surface treatment, processing details and supporting assembly. Through these services, the appearance and performance of plastic products can be further enhanced.

Conclusion

In conclusion, as an emerging manufacturing technology with advantages of complex shape, high production efficiency and low cost, the plastic thermoforming process is gradually becoming a new trend in the future manufacturing industry. With the continuous progress of science and technology and the continuous expansion of the application, I believe that the pressure forming process will play a more important role in the future manufacturing industry.

Heavy gauge thermoforming technology plays an important role in creating a wide variety of plastic products, while also helping to improve product quality and customer satisfaction. The proper selection of plastic materials, proper control of the manufacturing process, and the provision of additional services are all important factors in the creation of high-quality and value-added thick gauge thermoforming products.

We also continue to explore and advance, pushing the limits of material capabilities and part complexity using advanced molding technologies such as thermoforming, vacuum forming, twin sheet forming, and pressure forming.

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Bare punching machine brand (ranking of Xinjiang mother row processing machine)

The composition and working process of the fully automatic bus control system are usually controlled by CNC fully automatic bus. The two motor control systems are used. Two motors are used for dual -fly forks and one motor is used for division. The control system mainly uses pneumatic control. The pneumatic system is mainly achieved by the solenoid valve and the cylinder and the sensor. In order to facilitate program control and maintenance, the whole machine can be divided into two types: manual operation and automatic operation. Therefore, the corresponding input and output points are more. If the mechanical connection method is used, it will greatly increase the hardware module and electrical connection. The corresponding fault rate will It will also greatly increase. So we adopt a solution of PLC and touch screen. The system frame diagram is shown in Figure 1.

In the 1970s, Wuhan Iron and Steel Company, based on the introduction of digestion and absorption of Japanese cold -rolled silicon steel sheet manufacturing technology to produce cold -rolled silicon steel sheets, introduced Japanese high -guide magnetic crystal grains to cold -rolled silicon steel sheets in the 1990s ( Hi-B) manufacturing technology has created iron-hearted materials with better energy-saving effects. However, because the number of products cannot meet the problems of demand and production technology, it is still necessary to import some cold -rolled silicon steel sheets from Japan, Russia, and Western Europe. In terms of the use of amorphous alloy materials for the development of power distribution transformers, in the early 1990s, my country had formed a specialized work by the original Mechanical Department, the Ministry of Metallurgical Department, the former Electric Power Commission, the National Economic and Trade Commission, and the former National Science and Technology Commission. Group, in -depth research on the design and manufacturing process of amorphous alloy iron heart materials and amorphous alloy iron heart transformers. ～ 500kva's power distribution transformer, tried by electricity users, showed that it basically achieved practical requirements. Bare punching machine brand

The number of coil winding circles is reflected by the number of rotations rotated by the bus. The number of circles is then converted from a dry spring sensor to a pulse signal. After plastic surgery, it becomes a square wave, and the counter is triggered by a differential division. When the input given signal consisting of a single -knife two -digit switch is consistent with the count signal of the counter, that is, when the number of circles that need to be bypass in one person and the number of rings that have been winded in one year, Just turn on and send the signal to the controller to stop the winding motor immediately to ensure the accuracy of the number of circle control.

In the configuration of the bus component, the main axis motor determines the shape, weight and winding process of the device that can process the coil. Different types of spindle motors are used in different types of parent line machines to meet different coil winding processes.

The busbar machine brand thermal runway mold: This type of mold structure is roughly the same as the fine water outlet. The biggest difference is that the flow tract is in one or more thermal flow plates and hot pouting. The pouring mouth is directly on the product, so the runner does not need to be released. This system is also called the water -free system, which can save raw materials. It is suitable for the situation where the raw materials are more expensive and the product requirements are high. It is difficult to design and process. Essence The thermal flow system, also known as the hot lane system, is mainly composed of hot pouring mouth, hot watering panel, and temperature control electric box. Our common thermal flow system has two forms: single thermal pouring mouth and multi -point heat pouring mouth. Single -point heat pouring mouth is to shoot the melting plastic directly into the cavity with a single hot portal cover. It applies to a single cavity and single -pouring plastic mold; more hot pouring mouth is the branches of the melting material through the hot watering panel to each Divide the hot pouring socket and then enter the cavity, it is suitable for single cavity multiple points or multi -cavity molds. Maternal mold mold

When you use punching, please put the direction handle until the position of the punching word is marked; after using the perforation, the handle can be hit until the oil return sticker position.

The display screen uses a large screen (7 -inch) color screen to display the touch formula. It has a password protection function to modify unqualified data. If the customer uses not a standard workpiece, you can also set the data according to the requirements of the non -standard workpiece to set the data for the data. Processing, it is very convenient to operate. Bare punching machine brand

When the orbital surface and the rolling of the rolling surface form an ingredient, it also has the effect of reducing the contact stress caused by the load. Manageing the lubrication work, fully forming the reliability of the oil film is very important to ensure the reliability of the linear guide.

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What Is a Hot Rolling Machine?

A hot rolling machine, also known as a hot rolling mill, is an industrial machine used to shape and form metal at high temperatures. It is a complex piece of equipment that consists of several components working together to process metal into desired shapes and dimensions.

The Main Components of a Hot Rolling Machine

Reheating Furnace

The metal is heated to a specific temperature in a reheating furnace before it enters the rolling mill. The furnace uses different heat sources, such as natural gas, electricity, or fuel oil, to raise the metal's temperature to its optimal rolling temperature.

Rolling Mill Stands

The rolling mill stands consist of a series of rolls that apply pressure to the metal to reduce its thickness and shape it. The number and arrangement of rolls vary depending on the type of rolling mill and the desired product.

Rollers

The rollers are the key components that apply pressure and deformation to the metal. They can be cylindrical or shaped rolls, depending on the desired shape of the final product. The rollers rotate in opposite directions to draw the metal between them and reduce its thickness.

Guides and Guides Boxes

Guides and guide boxes are used to direct the metal through the rolling mill. They ensure proper alignment and control of the entry and exit of the metal, maintaining its uniformity and preventing defects.

Cooling and Quenching Systems

Hot rolling generates a significant amount of heat in the metal. Cooling and quenching systems, such as water sprays or cooling beds, are used to rapidly cool the metal after it passes through the rolling mill. This helps to set its final shape and properties.

Coiling or Cutting Systems

Once the metal has been rolled to the desired shape and dimensions, it may be coiled into large rolls or cut into specific lengths, depending on the intended use and customer requirements.

Final Products of a Hot Rolling Machine

A hot rolling machine can roll a wide range of metal products. Some common products can be produced using a hot rolling machine.

Bars and Rods

Hot rolling machines are used to produce metal bars and rods with specific dimensions and surface finishes. The hot rolling machine rolling bars and rods is called the steel bar rolling mill production line. These bars and rods are widely used in construction, infrastructure projects, machinery manufacturing, and other applications.

Structural Shapes

Hot-rolling machines can roll metal into various structural shapes, such as I-beams, angles, channels, and rails. These shapes are commonly used in construction and structural engineering projects.

Wire

Hot rolling machines can also be used to produce metal wire of different diameters. The wire is rolled to reduce its thickness and improve its mechanical properties. Metal wire finds applications in industries such as construction, electrical wiring, and manufacturing.

Finally

Hot rolling machines are used to process a variety of metals, including steel, aluminum, copper, and alloys. They are essential in the automotive, construction, aerospace, and manufacturing industries, where high-quality metal products with precise dimensions and properties are required.

The specific configuration and features of a hot rolling machine can vary depending on the application and the type of metal being processed. Different rolling mills may have additional equipment to ensure efficient and precise production.

[hermmachinery]

How To Maintain The Feed Machine Machine?

In the process of pellet feed production, if the user does not operate the feed pellet machine correctly, it will undoubtedly affect the service life of the feed pellet machine. How can we better reduce the wear of vulnerable parts of the feed pellet machine? Let's share with you the wear cause analysis and maintenance methods of vulnerable parts of the feed pellet machine.

1. Raw material particle size Because the crushing fineness of raw materials determines the surface area of pellet feed composition, the finer the particle size is, the larger the surface area is, the faster the material absorbs water in steam, and it is relatively easy to condition and particle forming; If the grain is too coarse, the die wear increases, the energy consumption increases, and the productivity decreases.

The requirements of animal feed equipment manufacturers are that the particle size of raw materials after crushing shall all pass through the 8-mesh screen, but the material on the 25-mesh screen shall not be greater than 35%. For materials with high crude fiber content, a certain amount of grease shall be added in the granulation process to reduce the friction between the material and the ring mold, and the appearance of formed feed particles shall be smooth.

2. Raw material impurity cleaning If there are too many iron impurities in the material, resulting in accelerated die wear, this should attract the attention of the pellet feed-making machine operator. Therefore, impurity removal before raw material processing is very important.

3. Add steam Adding steam during material granulation is conducive to material softening and lubrication, to reduce the wear of materials on the machine and improve the output. Generally, the pressure varies with the variety of pressed materials. After adding steam, the moisture content of materials should reach 16% ~ 17%, and the temperature of materials after quenching and tempering should be controlled at 78 ~ 87 ℃.

  4. Clearance between ring die and press roll The unreasonable installation angle of the feeder will lead to uneven material distribution between the ring die and the press roll, and over time, it will lead to uneven wear distribution between the ring die and the press roll.

How to do routine maintenance? Minor maintenance: once every six months, including the following contents: 1. Check and adjust the clearance of the main shaft bearing, and the radial runout of the hollow shaft head shall not exceed 0.05mm.

2. Disassemble and wash the feeder and modulator bearings and replace the lubricating oil.

3. Check the wear of the modulator blade and replace the damaged part.

4. Check and replace the damaged cutter.

5. Repair and clean the pressure-reducing valve, filter, drain valve, steam separator, valve, etc. of the steam system.

6. Disassemble and wash the pneumatic triplet and solenoid valve.

7. Check whether the bolts in the motor junction box are loose and replace the damaged sealing ring of the junction box.

8. Check whether the anchor bolts are loose.

Medium maintenance: once a year, including the following contents: 1. All contents of minor maintenance.

2. Check the service condition of the motor bearing and replace the grease.

3. Check the use of the shifting knife and replace it in time if it is seriously worn.

4. Replace the V-belt with serious wear and reduced elasticity.

5. Check and clean the condensate on the oil circuit of the main shaft and pressure roller shaft.

6. Adjust the clearance of the main shaft bearing of the chicken feed machine.

7. Calibrate ammeter, voltmeter, thermometer and tachometer.

8. Check relevant lines and electrical components and replace and repair them in time.

9. Replace the damaged press roller spring washer box sealing ring.

10. Check the wear of the pulley and the reliability of the key connection.

Major maintenance: once every 2 years, including the following contents: 1. All contents of maintenance.

2. Check the operation of the main shaft bearing and replace the seriously worn or damaged bearing.

3. Check the wear condition of the spindle, modulator, and spindle head, and repair or replace it in time if it is serious.

4. Check the wear condition of the wear ring and the keyway on the frisbee. If it is serious, repair or replace it in time.

5. Replace the severely worn copper sleeve of the main shaft.

6. Replace the deformed main shaft oil seal.

7. Derusting and painting of feed pellet machine body, pipeline, and support.

Henan Herm Machinery Co., Ltd was established in 2010 and has been devoted to the research and development of Feed Mill Machinery ever since. With more than 10 years of experience, Herm® has become a leading manufacturer and supplier of animal feed machines and complete animal feed production lines, cattle feed plants, poultry feed plants, animal feed pellet production lines, etc. It always endeavored to improve the quality of products and aims to meet the new requirements of the international market. 

If You Are Ready to Start a Feed Pellet Plant Business, please contact us for the feed mill machine. We Can Provide Professional Design and Comprehensive Guidance According to Your Needs. Get in touch with us now!   Welcome Contact Us! Henan Herm Machinery Co., Ltd Email: info@hermmachinery.com Phone/Whatsapp: 86-18037508651

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The sheet coil slitting machine is widely applied in steel furniture, electrical cabinets, elevator, etc. industries, which can be combined with laser cutting, cnc panel bender, Robert loading and unloading system, which can realize the 24 hours unmanned processing and the electricity consumption only need 1 degree/hour. This sheet metal coil line machine is the complete solution for coil sheets. Including a de-coiling system, levelling system, thick turret punching and slitting system.If you need the higher productivity, less electric consumption and less cost on materials and labors. REMCOR sheet metal slitting machine is your best choice. Contact us and get steel coil slitting machine price now!

REMCOR coil-sheet fed punching or shearing line is a fully automated punching solution for metallic coils. Which can realize the 24 hours unmanned production. It is capable of handling coils of 300 – 1500 mm in width, up to 9 ton in weight.

Features of Coil-Fed Punching Machine

24 hours unmanned processing, From the de-coiling, feeding, leveling, feeding, thick turret punching, slitting the whole process can be done with our system continuously. Realize the real 24 hours unmanned processing. The traditional processing needs different systems and a numeral labor to handle the machine together with loading and unloading. Different devices have different beats and lead a lot of waste on labors.

Higher productivity, only need to monitor the system, can realize the 24 hours continuous automatic manufacturing. Continous processing from the raw coil material to the final profile, there is no waste of time in loading and blanking compared with traditional forming lines. 2 times faster than traditional technologies.

Higher Flexibility, Multiple combination with standard die bases and diverse die tools, one-to-one correspondence between products and molds. Shorter mold changing time.

More chances for automation, It is available for combining with laser cutting system, panel bender system, and Robert loading and unloading system, which can leave more space for automation. With punching station unworking, and the other station working, it is equivalent to a leveling line, can provide plates for turret punching, single platform laser cutting machines, automatic panel benders, etc.

Parameter Details of Coil-Fed Punching Machine

Feeding system

1000mm/ Precision Ball Screw

Die base

2 sets of standard thick turret plug-in box molds 4 sets of Remcor standard mold bases

Punch frequency

200cp/min

Die changing trolley

2

Number of servo axes

8+1+2

Material width

300-1000mm

Feed roller

2sets

Correction roller

Up 5/Down 4

Output speed

16m/min

Coil weight

7T/8T

Coil inner hole

φ508mm

Coil outer hole

φ1300mm

Rack expansion

Hydraulic

Max thickness

2mm

Forth

300KN

Maximum punching

90*180mm

Number of modules

There are 8 stations in B and 4 stations in D, which can hold 4 large squares or 8 small squares

Punching accuracy

±0.1mm

Diagonal accuracy

±0.5mm

Coil loading - Trolley - Decoiler

The Coil-sheet fed system starts with loading. The process can automatically change from one material to another in under 2 minutes. The hydraulic expansion is applied in decoiling station. After the decoiling station, the strip is straightened and the coiling tensions are removed.

Levelling station

The levelling station principle is using upper and down rolls to staigthen the strip. After this station the tensions for the strip are removed. The rolls and drive motors will be choosen according to the material thickness. The straightener settings can be imported from the controller system, we also add the manual wheel for the special condition

Punching unit

The levelling station principle is using upper and down rolls to staigthen the strip. After this station the tensions for the strip are removed. The rolls and drive motors will be choosen according to the material thickness. The straightener settings can be imported from the controller system, we also add the manual wheel for the special condition

FAQ of Coil-Fed Punching Machine

1. How can I know if your system workable for my factory

Our metallic coil-sheet feed punching line is widely applied in steel furniture industry, the electric cabinets. the elevator shells, the kitchen and bathroom facilities, etc. Pls kindly share with your profile drawings and material type, width, thickness, weight. We will offer you suitable proposals

2. Can I come to your factory to check the real working process?

Yes and before travelling, pls also kindly share with us your profiles drawings, material type and thickness and weight. We welcome the global business partners to visit us.

3. What's your system punching process, and are they same as turret punching?

Our system Punching is done by tools set in two traversing tool cassettes, with the punching stroke done by a single ram plate. The dies quantity for our punching unit is at least 6 stations more than turret punching. And our system support the customerized square dies. The system starts with the raw coil material, which is different as turret which need to be cut-to-length square sheets that have been processed. The completly efficiency for our system is much higher than turret punch.

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Packing some essentials at the home of the best movers and packers in Bhubaneswar

Packing some essentials at the home of the best movers and packers in Bhubaneswar

You have hired the professionals as you are relocating. The customer wants it to be a stress-free process. Read the tips below to make everything easy and quick, not just for you and your family but also for the packers and movers in Bhubaneswar.

Preparation

Organized the rooms so that all the clutter and unwanted things were removed. This will help save money for the boxes, which can be sold for some value. Our aim is to pack only what is essential, and packing items that are not needed will be a waste of time and is definitely not the best plan.

Best packers and movers Bhubaneswar Cum lakra packers and movers Naharkanta, Odisha

Get the boxes and packaging material like sellotape, wrapping paper, protective wrap, and newspapers. You can arrange for them from friends, neighbors, and stores. If you start packing early, you can get more boxes if required. This is only for kitchen items. You will have packers and movers from Bhubaneswar do all the packing with the packaging material.

Tips on packing of Bhubaneswar packers and movers

Cutlery and crockery need to be packed in the boxes safely. Place a layer of packing paper or cloth to form a cushion, and then place the heavy chinaware across the bottom. Place the rest, wrapped in a newspaper, until the box is full. Add another layer of screwed-up packing paper or cushion before sealing the container. Wrap cups, bowls, and mugs, then place them in the center of the box with plates on the sides. Use cushions or pillows to stuff the sides of the boxes.

Iron, Fryers, Coffee makers, Refrigerators, Freezers, and Washing machines must be drained and dried several days before. If the furniture is to be dismantled, keep all the screws, nuts, and bolts together. If you have a box full of books, indicate them as they can bear weight. Mark the fragile ones. Electric cookers and gas must be disconnected; replace all fittings with caps and plugs.

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Garments, linen, bedding can be placed in the boxes, and plastic liners on the day you move. Lamp shades must be removed from fittings and packed as breakables. Carpet tacks should be removed and rolled; avoid bending them and check with the tips on how to pack valuable Household items of packers and movers Sambalpur

Hi-Fi, DVD and computer accessories, record players, and disks must be emptied from drawers. They must be secured away in containers or boxes.

Dangerous material must be put into the boxes early, especially if you have children. Items like gas bottles, garden chemicals, pesticides, paints, and petrol or diesel canisters should be marked and, packed, emptied if possible.

Start packing or putting the things in boxes so you can take time and place something. Items that are not required daily can be put away in the boxes. Like your winter clothes, if you are moving in summer, they can be easily put away in trunks or suitcases. You should also know the best time to push for hassle-free moving.

Label the boxes, along with the contents, and number them as well. Assign the boxes according to the rooms in the new house. This will save time when unpacking, as you will know which packages belong to the room. Try to fill the boxes appropriately, as you cannot move them quickly with the help of packers and movers.

Best time for relocating the home of packers and movers in Cuttack

Many people need to choose their favorite time for relocating the house. Their moving is generally linked to other factors like a job transfer or a dead clock. But if you have a choice or can wait, you should shift to the most favorable time of the year.

If you don't consider the most favorable time's importance, you will spend more money than otherwise. The right time for moving is different for everyone and is decided by several factors.

Movers and packers in Bhubaneswar of Lakra Packers and Movers

Packers and movers near me share a list of a few common suggestions:

To save some money, your priority must always be to drift your move timing away from the peak season. The spring, summer vacation, and extended festival holidays seem best for relocation, but generally, those times are flooded with relocating assignments for movers. At peak time, you have to pay the price of their choice. And a general estimate says that the price difference between a typical mover during peak season and idle time can be as big as 25-30 %. This makes a big difference in your total cost basket.

Winters are cozy; who would like to relocate in winter? But think once again. Winter is the time when you get the best deals on the property as well as moving. Winters are generally more quiet times for professional dealings. You might benefit from being the only customer on the counter.

Avoid moving before a big festival, i.e., Diwali, Christmas, New Year, etc. A new location can cut down the pleasures of the festival as there is only significant celebration with family and friends. On the other hand, planning the move just after the festival gives you the best time to do a final farewell at the festival get-together.

The definition of favorable time may vary for everyone. Some would want a convenient move; others would go for a more economical one. If you want to move for less money, the best time for your relocation seems in weekdays when movers are more or less idle. You get better deals as well as hurry-free movers and packers in Bhubaneswar. Otherwise, if you want convenience, consider moving on weekends as it ensures no leave from the office and a two-day time to finish the move smoothly. Also, you may get the helping hands of your friends or relatives on the weekend to assist you.

If you have kids, they must also be considered while moving. If they need to change schools (Long distance moving), shifting should be done accordingly. Generally, summer holidays are best for this purpose as a new school session can be resumed after a long break of unpacking and making new friends in a new location. Children must refrain from mixing up in new localities as quickly as adults. They should be given time to relax before the new school session begins; otherwise, their academic performances might be affected.

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There is a whole set of constraints on you; economic move vs. peaceful move or an optimum combination of both. Whatever your requirement is, make it well-planned, and you will enjoy a smooth relocation. You should also know tips for handling valuable goods during packers and movers' Cuttack.

Written by Lakra Services

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Process And Different Techniques of Tablet Coater, R&D Coater and Coating Tablet Machine

Tablet Coater :

Tablet covering is a significant cycle step in tablet creation. The drug business needs arrangements that meet shading and taste-covering prerequisites.

Tablet covering is the process in which a covering substance is put into the tablet's outer layer in order to get the appropriate dosage structure over the uncoated tablets. The advantages of cover are listed below.

1. Improving the medication's flavor, aroma, and color

2. Improving product stability

3. Modifying release properties

4. Enhancing the patient's ability to gulp with more ease

5. To protect against the gastrointestinal climate

6. To improve the mechanical resistance of the dosage form

There are three principal processes for tablet covering: glossing coating, film coating, and enteric coating.

Some of the different coating techniques -

A coating is a covering that is applied to the surface of an object, sometimes referred to as the substrate.

The coating may be applied for functional, decorative, or a mix of the two functions.

Different methods of coating -

1. Dip coating.

2. Brushing.

3. Roll coating.

4. Spraying.

5. Spin coating.

6. Flow coating.

 R & D Coater :

The R&D tablet covering machine resembles an exquisitely made box from the exterior, with the covering skillet supported at an angle of 35° to 45°. The container conceals the entire drive mechanism, leaving only the center point, which supports the covering dish and is extended outward to increase vertical revolving force.

R&D tablet coating equipment is needed whether you're developing a new medication, a dosage form, an alternative coating material, or an updated version of an existing treatment. This equipment is designed and produced to speed up and simplify your research and development procedures.

Tablet Coater R&D Model uses for sugar/film coating onto tablets. all contact parts are constructed from stainless steel-approved materials.

Equipment used for doing research and creating new or improved procedures, products, or processes is referred to as research and development (R&D) equipment, and it is managed by staff who have received technical training under the direction of a research director.

Coating Tablet Machine :

A tablet coating machine is equipment that coats the external surface of a tablet using a thin film of coating material.

Pharmaceutical tablets may be coated with either a polymer film coating or a sugar coating, which are the two main forms of coating available.

Tablets are coated with a thin layer of film using tablet coating machines. The main purposes of the film :

1. Hide the drug's appearance, flavour, and odour.

2. Protect the drug from physical or chemical harm.

3. Control the drug's release.

4. Prevent the drug's disintegration when it comes into contact with gastric juices.

5. Make the tablet look better by creating a more attractive product.

6. It contains medications or other substances in the coating to avoid any chemical incompatibility.

The basic operation of tablet coating machines is to spray a solution containing the coating materials onto a bed of tablets that may move vertically or horizontally. The solvent is evaporating with the aid of hot air flowing simultaneously. By moving the bed, the coating is evenly dispersed throughout the tablets.

Different types of Tablet Coating Machines -

There are 3 types of tablet coating machines

Standard coating pan:

The conventional coating pan has an electric motor that horizontally spins the metal pan's axis. The movement of this pan causes a batch of tablets to fall. The standard pan system, once more, has an air supply at the intake. Warm air is provided through this input port.

Fluidized bed or Air suspension system:

A fluidized bed coater's chamber is often shaped like a vertical cylinder. The pellets are fluidized by being moved upward by a column of air rising from the cylinder's center at the bottom. The air current lifts the tablets in the middle, which fall outward and downward to the chamber wall before returning to the air stream from the foot of the column. The coating solution is applied using spray nozzles at the bottom and top of the chamber.

Perforated pan or Drum:

In a perforated coating pan, which is spun on its horizontal axis inside of a housing, a perforated pan or drum is utilized. The coating solution is applied to the surface of the rotating bed of tablets using spraying nozzles that are positioned inside the drum.

[steelboxmaker]

Wall mounting switch box & flush box & cable box roll forming machine manufacturers

[superdamc]

This production line is equipment for production flush wall mount enclosure. The strip coil to be processed is manually placed on the uncoiler, and then corrected and tensioned. After leveling, it enters the hydraulic pre-punching and punching notch, and is sent to the forming machine by the guide device to form.

[busbarmachine001]

How to use the copper row bus (how much is the Jiangsu Full Automatic Copper Bare Machining Machine)

In the 1970s, Wuhan Iron and Steel Company, based on the introduction of digestion and absorption of Japanese cold -rolled silicon steel sheet manufacturing technology to produce cold -rolled silicon steel sheets, introduced Japanese high -guide magnetic crystal grains to cold -rolled silicon steel sheets in the 1990s ( Hi-B) manufacturing technology has created iron-hearted materials with better energy-saving effects. However, because the number of products cannot meet the problems of demand and production technology, it is still necessary to import some cold -rolled silicon steel sheets from Japan, Russia, and Western Europe. In terms of the use of amorphous alloy materials for the development of power distribution transformers, in the early 1990s, my country had formed a specialized work by the original Mechanical Department, the Ministry of Metallurgical Department, the former Electric Power Commission, the National Economic and Trade Commission, and the former National Science and Technology Commission. Group, in -depth research on the design and manufacturing process of amorphous alloy iron heart materials and amorphous alloy iron heart transformers. ～ 500kva's power distribution transformer, tried by electricity users, showed that it basically achieved practical requirements.

How to use the copper row bus: Insert a piece of E -shaped silicon steel from one side, and then select all other silicon steels from the other side to insert from the other side, leaving the most side by side in the direction of the first piece. It is to rely on both sides of its sides after inserting i -shaped silicon steel sheets to maintain the compact of i -shaped pads. When the E -shaped silicon steel sheet is inserted, the I -shaped silicon steel sheet can be alternated and inserted into the corresponding position. Essence

The path of the line confirms the porcelain eye before turning on. The passing situation of the anti -jumping wire, the flywheel of the tension must cross the line. Open the uninstalled switch can easily be manually clamped. You must close it before booting, otherwise the pinch will not be reliable.

After the work, you must turn off the equipment for the power supply, clean up the site, and maintain the portable bus processor. Reasonable maintenance can extend the service life of the equipment and play a better role in the process of use.

Copper aluminum parental or groove aluminum trough and copper structure produced by the parent line machine used by the bus processing machine to close the bus conductor. It is compact installation to facilitate the operation and maintenance workload, and the protection level is IP54. Floor failure. The shell of the closure of the packet -to -be -closure of the bus processor is made of aluminum plate. The anticorrosive performance is good, and the additional vortex losses caused by the steel shell are avoided. The network column simplifies the requirements for civil construction according to the user's needs. The heater and the aircraft can be installed in the box in the box to strengthen the insulation in the box to strengthen the insulation. How to use the copper row bus

The coordinate axis produces exercise without a instruction. It may be too large;

How to use the main work characteristics of the CNC bus processor! The main task of CNC busbar machine is to adapt to the use of some transformer manufacturing industries, high and low voltage switch cabinets and other industries!

Flexible processing: From the perspective of flexibility, the laser cutting machine is more advantageous and can cut the holes of the size of the size; however, the CNC punching bed can only cut the pores with limited specifications, and the efficiency is low, and the mold is seriously damaged. CNC punching also needs to buy many molds of different sizes. It is necessary to prepare for the warehouse of molds to increase management needs. In addition, the CNC Tower Packet Point has higher requirements for the surface of the plate cleaning and the plane.

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Amazing Electric box wall mount enclosure roll forming machine

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Request for @cara-serpens !!

“Loki is tortured, really badly tortured. He may be freed from the avengers and female reader ( which he knows well as she was always friendly to him ) but nobody really cares about his condition. It’s not just injuries and pain, but also pure fear as soon as someone approaches him. Will female readers succeed in making Loki feel safe? Can she take care of his wounds on the body and in the soul and give him a feeling of secureness and comfort? How would he react?”

Loki Laufeyson | gruesome torture

Loki Laufeyson x fem!reader

plot : after finding out that the Avengers have been secretly torturing Loki instead of sending him back to Asgard, you step forward and offer him your help in hopes that he will be able to recover.

warnings : dark!avengers, mention of physical torture, electrocution, mention of open wounds.

Screams of pain echoed through the underground levels of the Avengers’ compound, fuzzy sounds accompanying the groans and whines as you stepped forward through the hallway. You had been originally tasked to check up on the building’s batteries, the box being located a few floors bellow earth- but after hearing such noises you couldn’t help but grow curious but concerned regarding who could’ve been making such sounds. Following the screams, your feet were soon to lead you until a closed door against which you pressed your ear in order to receive confirmation regarding your doubts and chosen path. The screams had to come from the inside of this closed area. Without hesitation, your hand pushed against the metallic door and allowed it to open, shock filling your organism upon stumbling onto such a horrific sight.

None but the Asgardian god of mischief who was known as Loki appeared to be tied down against a metallic table, wrists and ankles restrained by leather straps which held hip back from escaping this gruesome situation. He was receiving electric shocks coming straight from a device locked against his scalp, which had easily led his hair to get messy. However, other form of bruises appeared to cover the rest of his naked body, whether they were sealed or open wounds. By the table’s side stood Tony- visibly enjoying to provide his enemy with pain though it was none but Banner who controlled the entire torture device. Whilst Stark simply wished to see pain and fear reflect in Loki’s eyes, Banner stood there in an uncomfortable manner. You could tell Tony had probably forcefully dragged him into this mess.

You were soon to understand that your leader had lied to all of you- claiming that they had lost Loki through the battle only to be able to sneak him down here in order to make his own justice. But this simply didn’t work out for you. Banner was the first one to notice your presence, though you had to speak up in order to catch Tony’s attention. “What are you doing?” You asked, watching as Iron Man’s head lifted to make eye contact with you. He knew that now was too late to back away, and that his prideful self would have to admit what he was doing without speaking a single lie to you if he wanted to maintain his reputation. “Just giving him a taste of his own medicine.” Tony answered arrogantly, easily leading you to drift off to the doctor in hopes to make this whole thing stop. You were aware that there was no way in hell you would’ve been able to make Tony change his mind.

“Stop this.” You ordered, earning a rather uncomfortable eye contact with Bruce who then looked towards his superior as if he was physically asking him if he was allowed to obey your order. “Banner- if you do this-..” Tony began, only to end up being cut off by your determined self. “Bruce. Whatever he told you, this is not the right way.” You spoke empathetically. Thankfully, your strategy adding up to the doctor’s natural empathy ended up leading the man to stop the electricity from nourishing the machine by pressing on a simple button, both of you earning a head shake from the Avenger standing by the table. “Jesus Christ-“ Tony cursed, feet beginning to lead him towards the controllers though you were soon to stand in his way in order to stop him.

“Does Thor know about this?” You asked, hoping that reminding Tony that Loki’s brother was one of yours would make him change his mind for good. Unfortunately for you, it was rare for Iron Man to ever fear much as his huge ego held him back from doing so. “There’s a lot of things Thor doesn’t know.” Joked the man, rudely underlining the fact that he believed Thor to be a muscular idiot whilst still trying to get past you. But your tough self refused to move, which ended up leading the older man to groan in annoyance. “Fine. Two hours break for him. I wouldn’t want to skip my lunch.” Tony spoke before making his way out of the secret torture room alongside Bruce who appeared to be in pure distress. The doors closed and locked behind you, trapping you in here with poor Loki who was still attempting to recover from this tough step.

He was panting, his chest rising and dropping at quite an incredible rate. You could tell that the demigod was exhausted, and even if he had wrecked havoc around New York, you couldn’t help but feel bad for him. Carefully nearing the table, you watched as droplets of sweat ran down his bare skin- which you soon understood was water that Tony had sprayed around after removing his armor to make sure the electricity would properly pass through his body. His ankles were the first thing you freed, remaining cautious regarding his usually agressive persona. You didn’t want to risk having him put his anger out on you. “I’m gonna free your wrists now, okay? Remember, I’m doing this to help you.” You informed before undoing the upper leather straps.

Unlike what you would’ve expected, Loki’s body simply rolled to the side before falling to the floor and nearly crushing your feet- which he would have if you hadn’t backed away after freeing him. He appeared lifeless, though you could clearly tell that he was breathing due to the weak movements of his back. The poor man simply didn’t have the strength to use his powers nor move any longer- and god knew for how many hours Tony had probably left him here, through pain and torture. You were soon to assume that Loki was probably cold, his wet and bare skin being an awful duo when it came to warmth. “I’ll fetch something to warm you up.” You informed before moving away from his body, walking around the room and seeking for a blanket or other piece of clothing to offer him.

Meanwhile, the demigod found the strength to turn around and look up at your back, surprised that a human such as you who on top of that was part of the avengers would agree to help him. Groaning out of pain as he sat up on his elbows, the raven haired man carried on following each of your steps to make sure you wouldn’t attack him by surprise. Thankfully, you were soon to lay your hands on a blanket, body turning around as you approached Loki’s injured self. However, the demigod surprisingly began to place his hand before his body and lower his head- probably out of fear that you were meant to hurt him again. Besides, humiliation stole away his envy of being touched by anyone at the moment. “Pl- please.. I learned my lesson.. I can’t take anymore of it...” he admitted breathlessly, earning a sigh from you.

“I’m not here to hurt you, Loki. Even if I admit you’d deserve a good beating for wrecking havoc in this city.” You answered, his blue eyes peeking up at you in a shy manner. “It’s just a blanket. See?” You added, raising the large piece of fabric above your chest to make sure he would be able to see it properly. After waiting for a couple of seconds, Loki ended up nodding weakly, visibly agreeing to receive the blanket he was in desperate need of. “Sit up.” You asked him, just in aim to be able to wrap the clothing around his back and keep him warm. However, when the male found himself sitting up on his bum, you couldn’t help but notice the wide scars which adorned his back. They appeared healed. “Is that from Tony?.. they look old-“ You began, only to be stopped by the demigod himself.

“I don’t wanna talk about it.” He responded as his hand rudely took ahold of the blanket, and all of that whilst avoiding eye contact with you. You sighed. “Fine. But looks like I’m trapped in here with you for now.. So the best we can do is remain polite.” You responded wisely before sitting down beside him as Loki wrapped the thick material around his body. It wasn’t the first time you had encountered the demigod, and you had felt surprised to see that he had stolen the Tesseract and attempted to reduce New York to dust. It just didn’t look like something he’d do. Unfortunately, your alliance with the avengers had always held you back from getting to know him better. You two made eye contact for a brief second which allowed you to notice the open wounds on his face and chest- the only part of his body which remained uncovered.

“Will you allow me to get a closer look at those? They might get infected..” you asked, tone lowering just so slightly as you remembered the way his healed scars looked. They didn’t appear as if anyone had taken care of them, which had resulted in a rather healed for sure but bumpy texture. Face to Loki’s lack of response, you decided to take the decision by yourself. Getting up from where you had been sitting, you made your way until the pharmacy cupboard which was part of Bruce’s small handmade lab. You managed to lay your hands on everything you needed- bandaids, alcohol, coton...- which now allowed you to make your way back to Loki. The raven haired man remained suspicious, looking up at you with squinted eyes and following every single one of your steps.

Upon sitting on your knees beside him, you could sense Loki attempting to move further away from you in the most discreet manner- a detail you didn’t bother to speak up about. You could understand he felt afraid and uncertain, but you were willing to prove to him that you meant ho harm or whatsoever. “Just a little bit of alcohol on a piece of coton will do just right.” You explained through your steps, keeping Loki informed of every move just like doctors did with young children. “It might sting a little, but I assume a tough guy like you went through worst, Mmh?” You joked before your hand gently started to approach Loki’s face, the man’s head backing away as you tried to reach his skin. It annoyed you.

“I’m afraid you’re gonna have to make efforts too, because otherwise we’re still gonna be here when Tony would have finished his lunch.” You explained, underlining that him constantly backing away could lead this cleaning process to take hours. After hearing this sentence, Loki’s head finally ceased to move away though his blue eyes remained on you- orbs shooting daggers and body getting ready to intervene if you ever attempted to backstab him and bring him harm. “Breath in.” You asked empathetically before allowing the alcohol coated coton to gently collide with the bruise on his nose. The poor boy winced loudly, his entire body tensing up as your arm went motionless. “I’m sorry.” You spoke, leading Loki’s eyelids to open.

“Sorry?..” he asked whilst making eye contact with you, his calm self now allowing your hand to take care of his face without letting go a single sound. “Yeah. Why?” You carried on discussing with him, believing that it was a good way of distracting his brain from the pain. Loki’s eyes looked away, orbs growing moist as he bit down on his gum. The truth was, no one had ever apologized for manhandling or neglecting him- and hearing you say such a thing to him had honestly reached and pierced through his heart within a matter of seconds. He couldn’t help but remember the horrors Thanos made him go through before he arrived in New York, and the constant conflicts with his father. However, his pride held him back from thanking you or allowing his tears to go down.

“There you go. All cleaned up.” You informed once you had finally finished to clean his face, this statement dragging Loki out of his painful thoughts. You got up from where you had been sitting in order to throw the dirty pieces of coton away and put the rest of the medical furnitures back in their place, and all of that whilst Loki allowed himself to get lost in his thoughts again. “This might cause a civil war, but I’ll inform you brother that you’re here as soon as I can.” You notified as the demigod finally found the strength to get up to his feet- blanket wrapped around his waist- though he still had to lean against the table for support. Is this what empathy feels like? The demigod asked himself as he continued to stare into the void. After such a long time spent by himself, he had forgotten about the many assets of friendship.

You kept Loki company until Tony finally unlocked the room for you to exit. Not once had the demigod thanked you for what you did and were about to do for him, and yet you still felt guilty about leaving him in Tony’s hands until you were able to find the god of thunder. However, for the first time ever, you had been able to distinguish fear and gratitude through Loki’s wealthy orbs.

I’m so sorry this took a while to write! Was having a writer’s block. But here it is now! I hope you was able to enjoy it❤️ take care.

special tag for my best friend @devilsuga who I’d heal and protect on my life if I had to.

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mark lee sucks at technology.

tap the heart if you have a big, fat, embarrassing crush on your best friend!

pairing :: lee mark x reader genre :: fluff / best friend + social influencer au word count :: 5,883 words warnings :: none playlist :: dumb stuff (lany) ⋆ feeling (coin) ⋆ so far so good (gabrielle aplin) ⋆ electric love (børns) ⋆ love by mistake (bad suns) author’s note :: i was debating if i should post it on his bday instead, but i decided to drop it earlier, so uh, happy (approx. one week early) bday to mister absolutely fully capable (except when it comes to tech stuff) !!!! thank you for blessing us with your god tier raps ♡ ↳ part of the not clickbait series.

In your required upper division business course aptly titled “Essential Marketing Strategies,” you had learned about a concept called personal brands. A personal brand is explained as the first impression a person wishes to perceive based on their own experiences, qualifications, and achievements. Your professor had told you and your classmates to pick three words to define your own brand. For instance, you chose to label yourself as charismatic, fun, and creative.

Your best friend’s brand would be awkward, endearing, and technologically challenged. 

Okay, so that is definitely more than three words, but who’s counting? You might as well tack on “Y/N’s big fat crush” at this rate because everyone and their mother knows that you carry a torch—or more accurately, a blazing wildfire that can easily be spotted from Pluto—for your best friend.

Well, to be more precise, you should probably say everyone, except Mark, knows. And that’s not for lack of trying either. You completely dropped the art of delicate subtlety months ago already. Maybe you should add “hopelessly oblivious” instead.

The rolling end credits to the sixth Harry Potter film are playing on the screen in front of you, signaling the nearing end of your magical movie marathon. You’re seated on the worn down couch in Mark and Donghyuck’s shared apartment, watching the former make his drink with the fancy, gently used Keurig newly settled on the scratched countertop. Johnny dropped it off a few days ago because he had splurged on a better coffee machine (“It even makes Instagram worthy whipped frappuccinos!”) and didn’t want his old, but still perfectly functioning caffeine provider going to waste.

“What’s wrong with this thing?” Mark slaps the side of the machine, and it starts to emit a low whirring noise. “Oh, that’s good, right? That sound is good, you think?”

His question is immediately answered by the sad squirt of hot water speckled with coffee grinds falling into his mug for a few seconds before the machine shuts off.

“What the hell?” he mutters angrily, carding his hand through his hair in frustration, and you finally decide to take pity on your best friend. Getting up from the comfy spot you know you sadly won’t be able to recreate perfectly again later, you stride over to where your best friend stands and flip open the top of the Keurig.

“Hyuck didn’t take out his used coffee pod,” you say, pulling out the incriminating evidence of your best friend’s roommate and disposing it in the trash can next to the refrigerator. “Where’s the espresso one you’re gonna use? Why didn’t you put that in?”

His jaw slackens, and he sheepishly rubs the back of his neck, avoiding your gaze and mumbling, “I thought I’d just open it later and pour it into my hot water.”

“Mark,” you start, placing your hands on his shoulders firmly and staring into his eyes with a serious look on your face. “Please know that I’m saying this in the most loving way possible, but you are an absolute idiot.”

You release your grip on his shoulders and grab the espresso pod dangling from his fingertips before slotting it into the Keurig. You remove the mug he placed underneath the spout and wash out the accidental coffee water before placing it back in its original position and pressing the start button on the machine. With a sigh, you lean against the side of the counter, glancing at your friend who looks like a child being scolded for stealing from the cookie jar.

“If you pour the pod into your mug, are you just going to chug all the loose coffee grinds, too?”

“... I didn’t think that far ahead.” His lips start to unintentionally form a tiny pout, and your eyes (and your heart, too) soften.

You’re very relieved that Donghyuck is off filming with your friend because he definitely would be making fun of your heart eyes that frequently make an appearance around a certain Mark Lee. Which you always deny. Because you certainly do not have a gigantic crush on your technologically inept best friend.

You glance over at him again and have to physically fight yourself to resist the urge to kiss his cute pout away. Okay, so maybe you harbor a very respectable, medium sized crush. But it's no big deal. It’s completely under control. Unless you’re counting the fact that your best friend is still unaware, and you’re running out of ideas to try and see if he likes you back before you actually shoot your shot. Then it’s very much not under control because you’re losing sleep over it and you don’t know what to do to be any more obvious without stating the, well, obvious.

“Well, now you know. If you forget, you can FaceTime me and I’ll give you instructions on how it works.” You pat his shoulder reassuringly before pausing. “Wait, you do know how to FaceTime, right?”

“Yes!” he exclaims, sulking even more before confessing in a quieter, defeated tone, “Hyuck showed me last month.”

Mark grabs his finished drink and follows behind you, settling back onto the couch next to you. The streaming service already has Deathly Hallows Part 1 in the queue and ready to go, and your best friend is ready to click play until he notices your attention being focused on the smaller screen in your hands. He wonders if you’re about to post another one of your popular cooking videos on that app that shares a name with the most iconic song of the 2000s (hint: the name of the song’s singer is made up of four letters and a dollar sign).

“Are you uploading one of your videos?” he implores before taking a sip of his drink with a satisfied smile. Somehow, it always tastes better when you make it, and he can’t figure out why for the life of him. When he went to Johnny’s place, his older friend uses the exact same pod and water ratio for his espresso, and yet, it’s never as good as yours.

“Nah, I’m ordering my grocery delivery before I forget. Do you want anything?” You select the option to load your usual grocery items into your cart before debating on whether or not you should splurge on buying several packages of those seasonal Pillsbury sugar cookies that only come in stock during certain holidays. It seems like such an insult to the entire premise of your Tiktok account based on baking and cooking, but you’re an absolute sucker for those soft pastries.

“Yeah, can you get me a Shin Ramyun ten pack? Hyuck ate the last one two days ago and didn’t tell me.”

“You sure you don’t want ten boxes again?” You decide to get those Pillsbury sugary delights, happily adding three boxes to your cart. Everybody has a weakness, and yours just so happens to be a premade one way ticket to diabetes. You’re here for a good, delicious time, not a long time.

“No! That was an accident!” He objects, flailing his hands around, before falling back against the couch cushions in defeat. “But Hyuck does all the online grocery shopping now.”

“Thank god. You guys finally have quality toilet paper again.”

The past month of bathroom occurrences was plagued with scratchy tissue that felt more like goddamn sandpaper from the horrible depths of hell. To be honest, you probably would have rather used actual sandpaper, given the choice. You even made sure not to drink too much water any time you came over, but today, you decided to splurge on a venti passion fruit iced tea with sweetener from that very popular franchise sporting a mermaid logo and fiscally cosmic name. To your pleasant surprise, your trip to the toilet this time was wonderfully padded with Charmin Ultra Soft, not that absolutely awful off brand one with the gross texture of a dried pinecone from inferno.

“Hey, that toilet paper was a good steal! It was a three for one deal,” Mark protests, and you narrow your eyes at him.

“Wow, I wonder why it was priced so low.” You deadpan, and Mark blanches, recalling all those restroom incidents that were rather rough. Literally.

“Anyway, do you think my viewers wanna see me make chocolate crinkle cookies or mochi doughnuts?” You bring up the two recipes you managed to perfect and add your own spin to on your phone, eyes scanning the ingredient lists.

“Both. And tell me when you’re making them, so I can come over and eat them.” He gives you a wide grin, and you let out a snort at that. His smile only grows as he says happily, “I love your job.”

“You only love it because you can freeload off of me,” you jest, but nevertheless begin to start to add all the ingredients for both recipes to your shopping cart. You always film cooking videos on Tuesdays, edit on Wednesdays, keep Thursdays free for last minute touch ups and emergencies, and post one every week on Fridays with other various random videos uploaded whenever in between. With that in mind, you schedule your upcoming grocery delivery for Monday.

“Hey, you need me. I’m the best taste tester.” He puffs up his chest proudly before hastily tacking on a more genuine reason. “And because I’d starve without you. I can’t live off of instant ramen and frozen chicken nuggets forever. Gordon Ramsay already confirmed my shitty cooking skills. I need you to survive.”

“Oh my god, when I uploaded those pics of your scrambled eggs on Twitter, I lost like a hundred followers in less than a minute.” You confirm the delivery and place your phone on the coffee table, picking up the opened bag of Cheeto puffs before settling back in your seat. “My cooking credibility was completely shot. I had to explain to my fans that I didn’t make those.”

“Yeah, but now everyone calls me Eggy Boi online!” he whines, and you laugh. You have to admit, it’s quite a funny play on the whole “edgy boi” terminology. You wonder if Mark will find it amusing if he discovers his roommate is the culprit behind his new online persona (He probably won’t, and you reckon Donghyuck enjoys living in a safe space where he doesn’t have to sleep with one eye open, so you stay quiet about it. You’ll use it as leverage some other time).

“Okay, Eggy Boi, come by on Tuesday because I’ll be baking in the afternoon,” you say casually, grabbing the remote control from your best friend and pressing play. 

You very narrowly avoid a green gummy bear to the face. It lands somewhere behind the couch, lost forever to the dust bunnies and other snacks that missed its target. You know for a fact that it’ll stay there until the boys decide to move to a new apartment. Mark grumbles at the miss, biting off the head of a red cherry flavored gummy bear perhaps a little harder than necessary.

“I hate you. But I’m still coming over next week because I want a doughnut.”

“No cookie?”

“... and a cookie. Maybe two.”

Wednesday comes faster than you expected, and you’re currently holed up in your apartment’s second bedroom—which you had transformed into a snazzy office space—completing the edits to your second video on mochi doughnuts. You already finished polishing the one about the cookies earlier, thank goodness. If you had to stare at your computer screen for another three hours, you would rather eat those pastries Mark tried to make two months ago, but had mistaken salt for sugar. Adding a cup of salt to any baked good is an extremely effective way to make anyone who tasted your best friend’s brownies experience a trip to the beach. Because they essentially just swallowed a mouthful of sand and ocean water. Because it’s salty as heck. Just like Mark was when you told him.

Speaking of your best friend, he’s currently puttering around in your kitchen doing god knows what. He knows better than to try another recipe and possibly blow up your number one moneymaker—your prized oven—in the process. Your heart nearly drops when your ears pick up the faint chopping sounds of a knife against your wooden cutting board. Is he going to try to temper chocolate again? He nearly burned through your entire stock of dark, milk, and white chocolate last time.

After much contemplation and deciding that you deserve a good procrastination break and a fully intact kitchen, you’re about to go out and see what he’s up to when Mark timidly appears in your doorway, clutching onto a white bowl of watermelon cubes with a fork tucked neatly in it. He shuffles in, dropping the snack on your desk before turning to walk out without a word, not wanting to disturb your work mode. 

Your heart warms up at the sight, and you speak up, a small smile slipping into your face. “What’s this for?”

“Knowing you, you probably haven’t eaten anything since breakfast.” He pauses in the doorway and adds on sheepishly, “And I can't cook anything, so this is what you get.”

Your heart swells tenfold, and your smile widens even more as you spear a piece of fruit with the fork and quickly pop it into your mouth. “Thanks, Marky.”

His cheeks flush with a pretty shade of carmine, and he fails to suppress the little giddy smile that appears on his face at your nickname for him. He walks out of your office, reddened cheeks still rising up higher than ever. “Y-Yeah, of course. No problem.”

By the time you finish adding the final few touches to your edited video, the bowl of watermelon has been picked clean. You save your video and transfer both of your completed projects to your phone, making a mental note to schedule their uploads and add them to your account’s posting queue later. Shoving your phone in the pocket of your sweats after ensuring the successful transfer of your videos, you pick up the empty dish and walk out towards the kitchen, the silver fork clinking against the side of the bowl with every step.

As you wash the dish and utensil, Mark wanders over from his spot on the couch, leaning forward and casually placing his chin on your shoulder. Almost instantaneously, you feel the heat rising to your cheeks as you briefly fantasize about your best friend wrapping his arms around your waist and how domestic and sweet the two of you would look, like one of those cheesy couples the two of you always made fun of.

“What’s up?” you ask, making a conscious effort to hold your voice steady and not waver over the fact that Mark is basically draped over you. After you place the dish on the drying rack, you turn around to face your best friend, sorely miscalculating the distance as mere inches separate your face from his now.

“I—” Puberty decides to make an ugly appearance in the form of an ill timed voice crack, and he internally curses as he takes a step back, willing the incoming blush to go away. Letting out a small cough, he tries again, scratching the back of his neck nervously.

“I, um, Jisung sent me some kind of dance video. He said it’s a challenge? I kinda don’t know what to do with it? Like do I make a new dance, record myself, and send it back? Actually, isn't it easier to just do a dance battle face to face?”

“Can I see the video?” You already have a good idea on what the video will be, but you want to confirm it. Mark fumbles with his phone, pulling up the video in his text messages. He angles the phone towards you for you to see, and you grab his hand, bringing the device a little closer to you for a better look and clicking play.

“Oh, it’s a Tiktok challenge! He’s doing the Say So dance!” you exclaim, recognizing the song almost immediately as your eyes follow the fluid dance moves, completely enthralled. “So a challenge isn’t going up against someone, like a battle. It’s just some kind of trend or concept that you try to copy yourself. You’re supposed to learn the same dance and record yourself for this one. I can show you some other challenges and help you practice and record this one tomorrow if you wanna drop by after work!”

“O-Oh, okay, sounds good.” Mark stumbles over his words, attempting to focus on what you’re saying and the dance Jisung is doing, but all he can think about is the way your body is pressed against his side, hand comfortably wrapped around his. He freezes up as the tips of his ears grow redder and redder with every passing second, and his face sports a similar color. He silently prays for the telltale crimson to go away by the time the dance is over.

When the video ends, you once again realize the close proximity between you and your best friend. Your face burns at this revelation, and you awkwardly take a step back. Clearing your throat, you hastily release Mark’s hand (He inaudibly lets out the breath he’s been holding in this entire time, yet he also already misses the way your hand felt grasping his).

“Uh, anyway, I’m gonna make a latte. Do you want a drink, too?” You walk towards the other side of your kitchen with Mark trailing behind you. You take out a floral, peachy colored mug from your cupboards before pausing and looking at your best friend. “Wait, do you remember how to use a Keurig?”

“Yes!” He says, slightly exasperated as he picks out his own cup from your cabinet. He always uses the same one—a cerulean blue mug with squiggles all over it—and all of your friends and guests know not to use it because it’s unofficially officially Mark’s mug (And perhaps, you did indeed buy it from that overpriced kitschy tableware shop down the street two years ago with your best friend in mind).

“Really?” You select the latte option and press start after you had already positioned the mug beneath the spout and inserted a green tea matcha pod. He finally relents, shoulders sagging and a defeated expression on his face.

“... No.”

You chuckle, taking the mug from him and carefully putting it on the counter. You grab the espresso pod you know he likes from the drawer below and place it next to the cup. “It’s okay, I’ll teach you again.”

Mark tries. He really does. He tries very hard to concentrate on memorizing the simple process, but he keeps getting distracted. His eyes are focused on the correct button to push before they start to trail up to your fingertips. And then, they go from your hand to your arm, then up to the elegant curve of your neck, and finally, to the way your lashes frame your pretty eyes and how the tip of your tongue sticks out slightly as you concentrate until all he can focus on is you, you, you.

Suddenly, in what feels like a blink of an eye, you’re done and handing him his finished drink, complete with a perfectly whipped milk foam on top. You ask him if he knows how to make it now, and all he can do is lie and nod with a barely convincing smile.

After all, how can Mark tell his best friend that the reason he never remembers is because you’re the biggest distraction?

Mark should be here in five minutes, according to his most recent text message. And in the text message below that, your friend had sent you a challenge. More specifically, it’s the one she completed with Donghyuck a few weeks ago. When you said you wanted bold suggestions on how to figure out if your best friend feels the same way about you as you do about him, you didn’t want one this bold. 

Yet, the video link to your friend’s “today I kissed my best friend” challenge along with a winky face from her is staring mockingly at you. While you aren’t one to back down from a challenge, the mere thought of kissing your best friend causes vast colonies of butterflies to erupt in your stomach and your ears to feel as if they have caught on fire. You’re already tongue tied with your head in the clouds, and he isn’t even here yet. How utterly fantastic.

However, your mother definitely did not raise a quitter, so you spring into action when you hear the faint jingling of a key being inserted into your apartment’s door (You had given Mark a copy of your key almost immediately after you had moved in). You move the pretty indoor fern given to you by Jaemin as a housewarming gift last year closer to the edge of your towering bookcase, leaning your phone against it. You quickly position the device to capture a good view of the couch area in your living room and press the record button, arranging a few of the leaves to hide as much of your phone as you possibly can without obstructing the lens.

You run full speed to your bedroom, letting out a sigh of relief when you’re safely inside and hear Mark finally unlocking the door successfully and shuffling in. When he calls out to you, you try to even out your breathing, walking out of your room with your tripod and laptop in hand.

“Hey,” you greet him in the most casual tone you can muster. You place the tripod down and sit before opening your laptop and setting it on the coffee table. “I thought we could watch a few challenges for fun before trying the Say So one. Have you watched Jisung’s videos before?”

“Um, well, no, not really,” he confesses sheepishly, taking a seat next to you on the couch, leg pressing against yours. He squints at the YouTube video you pulled up earlier before he had arrived, reading the title before clicking the space button to start it. “Savage Tiktok dance compilation part two?”

“Wait, hold up.” You pause the video and then turn to face him with an incredulous expression on your face. “You’ve never watched any of Jisung’s dance Tiktoks?”

“No… I don’t even have an account.” His cheeks are dusted with the lightest shade of pink as he quietly admits, “I watch all of yours though.”

Your eyes widen at his confession, face heating up as you stammer out, “O-Oh, well, I can help you make an account later to upload your video.”

“Sounds good.” There’s a few seconds of silence as you mull over his previous words before he speaks up again awkwardly, “Should I, uh, play the video?”

“Oh! Yes, right! Of course, hit play,” you laugh nervously, twisting and playing with the hair tie around your wrist. He starts the video again, and the two of you watch the compilation, slowly relaxing once more as you tap your fingers to the rhythm of the song and he bobs his head to the beat.

“Do I have to change outfits like that?” he questions a few minutes later, eyes growing round as he sees the girl on the screen switch between four different outfits throughout the dance. His closet basically consists of the same five black shirts that he stole from Jaehyun. Even if he did do an outfit swap, there would literally be no difference at all.

“You don’t have to,” you assure him, clicking the enter key to play the next video that’s recommended: another Tiktok dance challenge compilation. “All you have to do is copy the dance.”

Mark nods, taking a glance at the laptop screen before his hand shoots out and he pauses the video, leaning forward to take a closer look at the little recommended video title banner at the top. “Wait! What’s that one?”

He clicks on it, the new video now loading up. The two of you wait patiently for it to begin, waiting for the spinning disc to stop. But it doesn’t. In fact, the whole chrome page goes blank and then, the little pixelated Google Chrome dinosaur pops up on your monitor, announcing that you have no internet connection. Furrowing your eyebrows, you try to reload the page before trying to re-establish your laptop connection to your wifi. Unfortunately, you cannot find your appropriately named “drop it like it’s hotspot” wifi anywhere to connect to.

And that’s when it hits you. Your landlord had sent out a notice to the entire apartment complex last week about the electricity being powered down today from 4 to 6 p.m. for a maintenance check, and a quick glance at the digital clock on your laptop shows that it’s a little past four.

You groan, closing your laptop and flopping back against the couch cushions dramatically. Mark cocks his head, slightly confused, before he pokes you in the arm. “What’s wrong?”

“I completely forgot about the scheduled electricity shutdown for the entire building. We won’t have any wifi for the next two hours.” You pout, your bottom lip jutting out in the slightest, and Mark doesn’t think it’s fair that you get to be this cute and have this much of an effect on his racing heart rate.

“That’s okay, we can… play some board games?” he suggests offhandedly, pushing away the embarrassing thought and nudging your leg with his, and you smile before a sudden idea occurs to you. 

“Or we can still do some Tiktok challenges! What was the challenge you clicked on?” You quickly sit upright, turning to face your best friend, eyes sparkling in excitement. “I memorized a few of the dance ones already! Was it Renegade? I can teach you that one. Jisung showed me how to do it.”

“Um,” he starts, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. His eyes dart everywhere, except you, as he lets out a feigned cough. “It wasn’t a dance one. It was about, uh, going up to your boyfriend… and um, hugging him... when he’s playing video games.”

“Oh.” You answer lamely, not knowing what to say. You unsuccessfully try to push away the image of you attempting that challenge with your best friend. “Those are really cute.”

“Really?” He says doubtfully, wrinkling his eyebrows and fiddling with the frayed sleeve of his sweater. “Wouldn’t the dude get mad?”

You don’t know what suddenly possessed you to do this (you’ll have to ask Renjun and his paranormal loving ass later), but you thank whatever demon did for that split second because you find yourself gently grabbing Mark’s arm and slipping your head underneath it. You swing one leg over his lap and settle down until you’re securely sitting in his lap, bent legs on either side of his hips, hands curled around the soft fabric of his sweater on both sides and resting on top of your thighs. His arms instinctively go around your waist, wrapping around you securely.

You tilt your head to the side slightly, studying the flustered boy in front of you with a teasing, albeit a little anxious, smile on your lips. “Are you feeling mad?”

Splotches of red litter his cheeks and decorate the tips of his ears, but your best friend furiously shakes his head at your question, bashfully ducking his head afterwards and muttering a soft “No.”

You swallow hard, heart pounding erratically in your chest as you timidly ask, “Would you be mad if I do this?”

Mark looks up at that, confusion written all over his face. His arms start to loosen around your figure, hands now resting on your waist. “If you do what?”

You take a deep breath. “This.”

You lean in and gently press your lips against his. Mark freezes in shock, and you quickly retreat soon after, gnawing at the inside of your cheek as you wait anxiously for his reaction. Your heart feels like it’s about to fall out of your chest and be buried six feet under.

A tiny noise of surprise belatedly escapes from him and crimson spreads across his cheeks like wildfire. His doe eyes are wide and sparkling, staring at you in bewilderment. Your best friend lets out a small laugh of disbelief before a full blown smile breaks out across his face. He gazes at you adoringly, breathing out softly, “I’m not mad at that.”

You perk up at that, draping your arms around his neck as you lean forward, beaming. “Really? You’re not?”

“Definitely not.”

This time, Mark meets you halfway, his lips slotting against yours perfectly and making you feel tingles up and down your spine. Your eyes are closed, and you are so hyper aware of the way his hands grip your hips, how he tugs you closer, and how his lips chase after yours. The number of butterflies from earlier multiply in your stomach, and you have ascended past cloud nine by now.

When the two of you break apart, your eyes flutter open, and you nudge your nose against his affectionately. The brightest grin blooms on his face once again, and he buries his face in the crook of your neck, muffling his little giggles and hiding the awfully vibrant cerise that rapidly blossoms on his face.

“Is this a good time to tell you congrats for completing your first challenge?” you say, resting your cheek against the crown of his head. You pull away when he lifts his head up, surprised.

“I wasn’t playing video games though,” he says slowly, processing your words and thinking back to the challenge that started this all.

“It was a different challenge. It’s the one that Hyuck did a few weeks ago,” you confess, and realization dawns on him, his face lighting up for a split second before a look of horror takes over.

“Oh, no. Is that why you had your phone recording on the bookshelf?” Mark asks, dread beginning to cloud his mind.

“Yes…” you say slowly, a little perplexed. “Why? What’s wrong?”

“Oh my god, I ruined your video,” he moans, dropping his forehead onto your shoulder. “I saw your phone when I walked in and thought you were filming earlier and forgot to turn it off, so I turned it off for you.”

When the words finally register in your mind, you can’t stop the laughter from bubbling out of your throat, and he raises his head up to look at you with wide doe eyes at the pretty sound. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to!”

You can’t stop laughing at the situation, and he looks at you worriedly, gnawing on his bottom lip slightly. You force yourself to calm down, a soft chuckle leaving your lips before you beam at him, leaning in and placing the softest kiss on the tip of his nose. “It’s okay, Mark. I’m not mad. That video wasn’t important anyway.”

“But still,” he whines before letting out a groan and slapping his hand against his forehead when the realization sinks in even further. “I’m such an idiot.”

“But you’re my idiot now, right?” you say teasingly, albeit a little shyly as well, as you reach over to tug his hand away from his face and lace your fingers with his.

“I mean, I kinda thought I was always your idiot,” Mark laughs softly and a little embarrassedly, eyes averted and cheeks turning pinker than ever. The largest grin spreads across your face at that, and you turn away slightly to hide it. You didn’t think your best friend can possibly be any more endearing, but he manages to prove you wrong every time.

“Well, then now you can add ‘Y/N’s boyfriend’ to your resume,” you say, and he fails to suppress the pleased smile appearing on his face at your remark, his rosy cheeks rising even taller than skyscrapers.

“So, uh, what sort of job description does that have?” He gazes at your intertwined hands in wonder, still completely giddy at the reality of you being his best friend and something more.

“Sharing hoodies, giving me attention, kissing, holding my hand, going on dates, you know, the basics,” you answer, squeezing his hand tenderly, and his doe eyes instantly light up. Mark feels a little bolder than before, and it shows when he grins widely and says:

“Can we do number three again?”

“Yes, we can, Eggy Boi.”

He wrinkles his nose at the name, disgruntled and unimpressed, as he crosses his arms over his chest, sulking. You let out a laugh before leaning in and crashing your lips against his. He immediately relents at that, enthusiastically responding and hugging you closer to him, and you can’t help but smile into the kiss as you feel his own smile appear as well.

At that moment, you decide that you want to change Mark’s personal brand. Because his should be “absolutely wonderful, positively amazing, a cute kisser, your boyfriend, and your bestest friend.” And yes, that is most definitely more than the allotted three words, but again, who’s really counting?

Certainly not you when you’re too preoccupied with kissing your best friend. Correction: best friend and new boyfriend.

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moominjun commented:

so you’re saying the reason why we didn’t get the highly anticipated best friend challenge video is because @ marklyrawr turned the camera off?

donutkillmyvibe replied: yes 😔 I’m sorry to disappoint everyone 🤧

nanaislove replied: omg no bby it’s ok 🥺🥺💞💓💓💝💗 you didn’t have to make an apology video for that 🥺💗💓💘💖

goofys.chuckle replied: yeah it’s mark’s fault. he’s the disappointment here 🥴

morklyrawr replied: hahahahaha stfu hyuck

tytrack commented:

mark is going through puberty. I apologize

dobunny replied: @.@

goofys.chuckle commented:

are we getting whip(ped)lash pt 2 by eggy boi?

morklyrawr replied: YOU’RE THE ONE WHO STARTED THAT NAME?????

goofys.chuckle replied: uh gotta blast 🚀

showmethemonet replied: @ goofys.chuckle does this mean you’re staying over again?

goofys.chuckle replied: @ showmethemonet yes if you want your super cute, mega talented, very handsome boyfriend to still be alive 🥺

showmethemonet replied: @ goofys.chuckle oh my god I didn’t know I was dating bts jin???

moominjun replied: LMFAOOOOO

goofys.chuckle replied: heart 💔 been broke 📉 so many times ⏰ i don’t know 🤔 what to believe 💯 mama 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 said 🗣 it’s my fault 😢 it’s my fault 🤦🏻‍♂️i wear my heart ❤️ on my sleeve 💪 i think it’s best 👍🏻 I put my heart ❤️ on ice 🧊

jenojam commented:

why am I not surprised……

itsmebetch replied: just mark thingz 🍉

suhprisemf commented:

mark your head looks flat af

jungjaeprince replied: 😂😂😂

10vely replied: @ jungjaeprince be quiet don’t cry

letswonwon commented:

whoop whoop

junguwu commented:

OMG CONGRATS ON YOUR RELATIONSHIP SWEETIE 😍😍

takoyaki_prince commented:

MARK!!!!! you look handsome !! 😘

jisungpwark commented:

rip to @ donutkillmyvibe ’s future videos that mark will ruin. press f in the chat to pay respects 🙏🏻

bigheadking replied: F ✊🏻😔

peachyangel replied: f 🥺🥺

yoitslucas replied: F 🤪🤪🤪 but glad you’re happy, man ❤️

donutkillmyvibe replied: F 💔

morklyrawr replied: @ donutkillmyvibe wtf babe????

officialgordonramsay commented:

didn’t i tell you to get back on tinder ?

apado_god commented:

nice 😎👍🏻