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midseo · 4 months ago

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Through Bolt Anchors - TBA, Drop In Anchors - DIA, Manufacturer, India

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i-did-not-mean-to · 5 months ago

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Virginity

Only mild suggestive content for this <3

As every month, it has been an honour and a joy!

Prompt: Virginity -First Kiss

Pairing: Turgon x Finrod

Words: 1100

Warnings: Virginity, Seduction, work relationship, questionable power dynamics

Finrod was about to call it a night. He’d taken his coat and had dutifully tidied his desk to leave everything spick and span for the long weekend ahead—thus padding along the old, horrifyingly tiled hallway leisurely, he suddenly caught a sliver of light cutting across the worn floor like a blade.

For a moment, he hesitated.

After having squandered most of his youth with wonderfully enjoyable and entirely unregretted frivolities, he’d grudgingly accepted a post as a teaching assistant at the local university to placate his worried family.

Initially, Finrod had not intended to stay here long, but the surprisingly young and sinfully handsome professor he’d been assigned to had inadvertently convinced him to linger in this wholly inappropriate career for longer than he’d ever stayed in a previous job.

Pressing his lips together, he knocked on the door. Probably, he thought, Turgon had merely forgotten to turn off the lights—stupidly hoping and dreaming that he’d find himself alone with his bewitching superior on the deserted campus, as he well knew, would only lead to bitter regrets that might well ruin his enjoyment of the long drive ahead of him.

When his eyes hit the figure, bent intently over a stack of papers, Finrod suppressed a tremulous sigh.

Of course, someone as diligent as Turgon would never leave the light in his tiny, orderly office burning or omit to lock the door.

Finrod’s overactive imagination bolted, flooding his head with deliciously devious visions of utter depravity at once.

He cleared his throat awkwardly—he knew that he shouldn’t, by rights, even be here, disturbing Turgon in his late-night musings, but the idea of being caught gawking at the other man was more mortifying than to announce his trespassing brazenly.

“Oh? I thought you’d left already,” Turgon gasped when he lifted his slightly blurry gaze and tried to get his eyes to focus on the golden apparition of youthful beauty standing in front of him. “Is there a problem? Is the gate stuck again?”

“No, I…I didn’t make it outside yet,” Finrod admitted. “I saw light in your study, and I wanted to check whether…”

He didn’t quite know how to finish that sentence.

“Indeed,” Turgon said with a discreet cough after a moment of prolonged silence. “I thought you had plans for the long weekend?”

“Don’t you?” Finrod burst out, letting his eyes sweep through the room before settling his sparkling gaze on the stern, statuesque visage of the enigma that occupied and tormented his thoughts more often than he cared to admit.

“No,” Turgon admitted. “My family does not have a summerhouse by the sea.”

Something—presumably the thing that had driven him halfway across the world and from one adventure to the next—reared its reckless head deep within Finrod’s soul.

“You’re very welcome to join me! You work too much, you know? Some strong cocktails and sweet kisses by the ocean would do you good.”

“Kisses?” Turgon asked sharply.

Under the merciless glare of the overhead fixture, it was cruelly evident that his face had heated up with either anger or embarrassment.

Sliding closer, Finrod grinned charmingly. “Yeah, kisses. You know what they are, right? Otherwise, I spot a dictionary just over yonder—I can fetch it for you.”

“In theory, I’m familiar with the concept,” Turgon replied tersely, drawing up his shoulders defensively.

“I have a sister, brothers, and some of my cousins might join us,” Finrod smirked. “And—if that’s not too forward an offer—there’s also always me.”

Again, Turgon coughed. The sound betrayed definite nervousness now, which only emboldened Finrod further.

By now, he’d managed to wedge himself between Turgon and the blasted documents he kept perusing blindly as if to anchor himself.

This extraordinary feat of flexibility and grace had been achieved by purposefully throwing one long leg over the chair, to which the other seemed rooted, while pushing aside the paperwork with his perky behind.

“Have you really never kissed anyone?” he purred into Turgon’s ever so slightly pink ear.

“Maybe nobody’s ever bothered kissing me,” the captive professor murmured defiantly.

“Highly unlikely. Nevertheless, that can be changed. Would that please you? After all, your wish is my command, boss.”

Turgon’s head snapped up sharply, and he immediately lost himself in the sea-green depths of Finrod’s gleaming eyes—he found that he longed to take his mouthy assistant by his word and accompany him to the seaside to drown in that cool, sparkling colour.

“I’m waiting,” Finrod hummed gently.

“Very well, there’s a first time for everything, I guess,” Turgon said, realising too late that he was babbling—an undignified habit he thoroughly despised—and closing his mouth just in time to feel warm, soft lips brush playfully against his tingling skin.

Finrod, he learned, smelled like summer and sun, and his lips bore the faint taste of the disgustingly sticky candies he ate all day long.

Bracing his feet against the carpeted floor and surging up, Turgon dove into that careful kiss with all the unleashed, uncontrollable hunger of a man who’d been denied such a bounty for too long.

“Come with me,” Finrod pleaded, toppling off the desk and into Turgon’s lap with a muted moan. He would not have cared if they’d fallen over, because even the idea of cracking open his skull against the old, rusty radiator was a risk he’d have taken if it meant that he’d get closer to that tall, firm body he’d thus far only ever touched in his most outrageous, unprofessional dreams.

“I don’t know about these things,” Turgon whimpered as he felt Finrod’s daring hand slip between their bodies to trace the bulge of his growing arousal teasingly. “I’ve never…”

“You’ve been so good to me,” Finrod interrupted, punctuating every word with another nipping kiss. “You’ve taught me the ropes of this job. Let me pay you back—I’ll be your teacher this time.”

The incredulous expression on the other’s face made him guffaw aloud.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be more patient and upbeat than you’ve been. Please, dear Turno, say you’ll try. For me. With me!”

Mirroring Finrod’s ministrations of literal prestidigitation, Turgon bit his lip when his fingers found his teaching assistant fully engorged and straining against the smooth fabric of his light-grey trousers.

He was not only welcome—he was wanted.

Stronger minds and souls than he had succumbed to the siren call of unequivocal, unabashed desire, Turgon knew, and so he felt blameless as he ultimately nodded slowly.

“Is this your letter of resignation?” he asked, regret and anticipation warring within his heaving chest.

“Yes.”

-> Masterlist

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@fellowshipofthefics let's finish with a cute one: First Kiss.

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duckapus · 7 months ago

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When she actually has time to think about it later, she'll realize that it should've been impossible. All foreign code, from entire cities to a Pingas Head to something as small and inconsequential as a pen she'd borrowed from Wareach and forgotten to return, was supposed to have been left behind (and likely fizzle out of existence in the code-dense space between servers, if it hadn't been for a few particularly powerful visitors. not that Jayin knew that. not that she'd have cared if she did know) when the Connected Cosmos Company took GP's copy of the game back.

And yet, she'd found it, wedged in the bottom of the passenger seat collecting dust. A little red-and-white metal ball, scuffed and scratched from years of adventures with a tiny half-faded yellow lightning bolt painted on the front just above the button.

Most of the time, she has no idea what it is, what significance it holds. It's just a neat little curiosity, something to pull out of the glove compartment and fidget with when she needs to Do Something with her hands besides just steer but it's not safe enough outside to stop driving and tinker with the van. With how hectic things get sometimes she'll forget she even has it for days on end.

But in those rare moments, when the memories of her other life burst out of their cage, jumbles and raging and straining so hard at the chains pulling them back that it hurts and she can barely breathe, it becomes one of her last links to reality.

She takes shaky, shallow gulp of air, clutching Pikachu's Pokeball to her chest, and once again does her best to sort through the memories for as long as she still has them.

"M-my name is...Tulip Orpheus.

I am... seventeen years old.

I ran away from home when I was sixteen.

I'm... I am a... video game character...

Seven years ago, my game was...was filled with memes via a mod pack...to b-bring it to life.

I was seventeen when that happened. I am still seventeen because that is the age my character model was designed to be, and the people who modded my game haven't had a reason to change it yet.

I am an-an Avatar. I am the seventh Avatar.

This means that I am an anchor-point that keeps my game stable. If I... die, so does the rest of the world.

I have...two partners, who came with the mod pack. They help me st-stay alive, and they make art with the memes. This also keeps the game stable.

Their names are Super Meme Guardian 7 and Super Meme Guardian 10. They usually just use their initials because that's a mouthful.

There are currently...twenty? Yeah, t-twenty Avatars. But only across seventeen games. Two of them turned out to be evil and are in prison. Three of them died, but one came back. Two are...complicated. There was another complicated one, but that was fixed a few months ago.

I am friends with the other Avatars. I'm closest with a half-genie dancer named Shantae, a Pokemon trainer named Ash Ketchum, and a space-traveling alien delivery man named Captain Ol-Olimar.

I am being trained to defend myself by a Keyblade wielder named Sora."

Another, slightly steadier breath.

"My game...was created by the Connected Cosmos Company.

They took my copy of the game back, and put its data in a new game.

I don't know for sure, but I think they did it to three of the other Avatars too.

They tried to make me forget my time as an Avatar.

It only partially worked.

I don't know why.

I...I am alone." her vision gets blurry. She doesn't stop the tears, "I am not supposed to be alone anymore.

I am alone, I am in danger, and I am scared."

She feels the memories slipping away again, and grips the ball tighter.

"I... I am... real.

My memories are real.

My friends are Real.

MY FAMILY IS REAL!

They're real, and they're coming for me, and nothing will stop them.

And when they find me, I will never be alone again."

The bit of fire she found inside herself burns up far too soon, and she rapidly goes from determined to desperate as the cage door closes once more, "Please let them be real..."

A moment later, she looks around in confusion. She doesn't know why she's sitting on the floor of the van, or why she's been crying, or why she's holding that weird ball.

What she does know, is that she needs to get ready for another hard day of surviving the nightmare her world's become.

Not like someone's gonna swoop in and save her from it, after all.

#smg4 ocs #project thunder au #tulip #takes place before deep drive #doesn't matter exactly When before deep drive since as i implied this is something she does somewhat often #i don't know how pikachu's pokeball is there either it just seemed like the kind of tiny miracle that Pokemon Anime Bullshit could pull off #if tulip seems out of character that's because she's in a horrible situation with a severely scrambled brain #and fighting off a panic attack #you'd be out of character too #that thing about the memes potentially getting left to die when the smg universes get stolen->#->but getting saved by (presumably) visiting avatars has to do with a scene i want to write when we ACTUALLY start the arc itself

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dynemechantivibration · 1 month ago

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jimitjain · 9 months ago

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A Comprehensive Overview of Fasteners for Beginners

Ananka Group is among the best Fasteners Manufacturer in India.Fasteners are a necessary part of manufacturing, DIY projects, and the construction industry. It is essential to grasp the fundamentals of fasteners, whether you are working on your car, building a structure, or assembling furniture. Here, we'll take a deep dive into the world of fasteners, examining their various types, purposes, and beginner-friendly tips.

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Fasteners are hardware components that are used to attach or join two or more items. For machinery, buildings, and common objects to remain stable and intact, they are essential. To suit various purposes, fasteners are available in an array of sizes, shapes, and compositions. Additionally, we are the Bolt Supplier in India

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Nuts and Bolts:

Fasteners that are used most frequently are nuts and bolts. Bolts and nuts make a secure connection because their internal threads match. They are made of brass, stainless steel, and steel, and they come in a variety of lengths.

Screws:

Screws are adaptable fasteners that pierce through the material they are driven into thanks to their helical threads. They have a variety of uses, such as fastening metal parts and holding wood pieces together.

Anchors:

In materials like concrete or masonry, anchors are used to give stability. Depending on the application, they are available in a variety of forms, such as wall anchors, wedge anchors, and concrete screws.

Rivets:

Permanent fasteners known as rivets are used to permanently join two or more materials together by bending the river's end to ensure a tight fit. The aircraft, automotive, and construction industries frequently use them.

Clips and Clamps:

Fasteners made for quick and temporary attachment are called clips and clamps. They are frequently used in DIY, car, and woodworking projects.

Materials Used in Fasteners:

Steel:

Steel fasteners are widely used because of their robustness and longevity. They are frequently used in industrial, automotive, and construction settings.

Stainless Steel:

Stainless steel fasteners are perfect for outdoor or marine applications because they resist corrosion. They are frequently utilised in settings where rust is an issue, such as construction.

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dongguan-yusong · 10 months ago

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Dongguan Yusong : The Fastner Machinery Industry

Dongguan Yu song Trading Company is a Professional Manufacturer of Fastener Machinery and Fasteners. The Company is located in Dongguan, Guangdong Province, mainly engaged in foreign trade business. of bolts, nuts,screw,washers at present, the company's trade scale is expanding day by day, with customers all over the world.

BOLT:

mechanical parts, cylindrical threaded fasteners with nuts. A kind of fastener, which is composed of head and screw, needs to be matched with nut to fasten and connect two parts with through hole. This kind of connection is called bolt connection.

NUT:

Nut is a fastener with internal thread and used with bolt. it is a mechanical part with internal thread and used with screw to transfer movement or power

WASHER:

washer is a kind of fastener shaped like a ring, which is used between the supporting surface of bolt, screw or nut and the surface of connecting parts to reduce the contact surface area of connected parts, reduce the pressure per unit area and protect the surface of connected parts from damage

THREADED ROD:

In order to adapt to various uses, screw rod provides many standardized products, which are now widely used in machine tools. It is based on years of accumulated technology, from materials, heat treatment and manufacturing and inspection process.

EXPANSION BOLT:

expansion bolt is used to punch into the hole on the concrete ground or wall, and then the bolt is pulled outward by tightening the nut on the expansion bolt. In the case of the expansion pipe not moving, the expansion pipe is opened by the sunk head of the bolt until the whole hole is filled.

RIVET AND PIN:

rivet used for single-sided riveting, but it must be riveted with special tools - riveter (manual, electric, pneumatic). and pin shaft is a kind of standardized fastener, which can be used for static fixed connection or relative movement with the connected parts.

NYLON EXPANSION:

Nylon expansion pipe is called expansion pipe for short. It is used for fastening and connecting objects and matching with self tapping screw.

WEB AND DROP ANCHOR:

the wedge anchor size can also be applied to the shallow buried depth, which provides greater flexibility in the installation. and nternal force gecko is a kind of expansion screw, internal force gecko is internal expansion, screw fixation is relatively strong.

NAIL AND C-BEAM:

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ananka-fasteners · 11 months ago

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Q1. How do you prevent hex bolts from loosening over time?

Preventing hex bolts from loosening over time is crucial to maintaining the integrity of assemblies and structures. Here are several effective methods to prevent hex bolts from loosening:

1. Proper Torque Application:

Ensure that hex bolts are tightened to the recommended torque specification using a calibrated torque wrench. Proper torque provides the necessary clamping force to hold the joint together.

2. Use of Locking Mechanisms:

Various locking mechanisms can be employed to prevent loosening.

These include:

- Nylon Insert Lock Nuts:

These nuts have a nylon insert that creates friction and resists vibration-induced loosening.

- Prevailing Torque Lock Nuts:

These nuts have a built-in resistance to rotation, achieved through deforming the threads during installation.

- All-Metal Lock Nuts:

These nuts have a design that creates interference between the threads, increasing resistance to movement.

3. Thread Adhesives (Threadlocker):

Threadlocking adhesives like Loctite are applied to the threads before assembly. They cure to form a bond that resists vibration and prevents the bolt from coming loose.

4. Safety Wire:

Safety wire is wound around bolts and their corresponding nuts to prevent rotation. It's commonly used in aviation and other high-vibration environments.

5. Spring Washers:

Spring washers, also known as Belleville washers, are placed under the nut to create a spring-like action that maintains tension and resists loosening.

6. Double Nut Configuration:

Two nuts are tightened against each other on the same bolt. The bottom nut is tightened against the joint, while the top nut is tightened against the bottom nut. This provides resistance to both loosening and tightening.

7. Wedge Lock Washers:

These washers have serrations that grip the mating surfaces, preventing rotation and loosening.

8. Adhesive Thread Tape:

Applying adhesive thread tape like Teflon tape to the threads can provide additional friction, preventing self-loosening.

9. Proper Fastener Selection:

Choosing the right type of fastener for the application is essential. Different bolt materials, coatings, and designs offer varying resistance to loosening.

10. Regular Inspection and Maintenance:

Periodically inspect the bolts and their connections for signs of loosening or wear. This allows you to identify and address any issues before they escalate.

11. Consult Manufacturer Recommendations:

Follow the manufacturer's guidelines for proper torque values, fastener types, and any recommended locking methods for specific applications.

12. Engineering Analysis:

In critical applications, consider consulting with engineers or professionals to analyse the specific requirements and choose the most appropriate methods to prevent bolt loosening.

By implementing one or a combination of these methods, you can significantly reduce the risk of hex bolts loosening over time and ensure the stability and reliability of your assemblies.

71. What is the role of hex nuts in masonry and concrete applications?

Hex nuts play a significant role in masonry and concrete applications by providing essential fastening and anchoring solutions. In these contexts, hex nuts are commonly used in conjunction with threaded anchor bolts to secure various components to masonry or concrete surfaces. Here's an overview of their role:

1. Anchoring and Fastening:

Hex nuts are used to secure threaded anchor bolts in masonry and concrete structures. The anchor bolts are embedded into the masonry or concrete during construction, and hex nuts are threaded onto the exposed portions of these bolts. By tightening the hex nuts, they create a secure connection between the bolt and the structure, effectively anchoring or fastening components to the surface.

2. Structural Stability:

In applications such as attaching beams, columns, or equipment to concrete foundations or walls, hex nuts play a crucial role in providing structural stability. By firmly connecting the anchor bolts to the structure, hex nuts contribute to the overall strength and integrity of the assembly.

3. Load Distribution:

Hex nuts distribute the applied load over a larger area of the masonry or concrete surface. This helps prevent localized stress concentrations and ensures that the load is evenly distributed, reducing the risk of damage to the underlying material.

4. Adjustability:

Hex nuts offer the advantage of adjustability during installation. They can be tightened or loosened to achieve the desired level of tension in the anchor bolt. This adjustability is particularly useful for aligning and positioning components accurately.

5. Connection Integrity:

Hex nuts provide a secure and reliable connection that resists loosening due to vibrations, dynamic loads, and other external forces. This is essential to maintain the stability and safety of the structure over time.

6. Variety of Applications:

Hex nuts are used in various masonry and concrete applications, including attaching structural elements like columns and beams, securing handrails and guardrails, fastening equipment and machinery, and anchoring fixtures like signs and lighting.

7. Corrosion Protection:

In outdoor or corrosive environments, hex nuts can be made from materials with corrosion-resistant coatings or materials like stainless steel to enhance their durability and maintain the integrity of the connection.

8. Compliance with Codes and Standards:

The use of hex nuts in masonry and concrete applications must adhere to relevant building codes and standards. These codes provide guidelines for proper installation methods, torque requirements, and other considerations to ensure the safety and effectiveness of the connections.

In summary, hex nuts play a vital role in masonry and concrete applications by providing secure anchoring and fastening solutions, contributing to structural stability, load distribution, and connection integrity. Their use is essential for creating durable and safe assemblies in these types of construction projects.

71. How do you choose between plain washers and spring washers for specific applications?

Choosing between plain washers and spring washers for specific applications depends on the requirements of the application and the specific challenges the fastening connection might face.

Here's a guide to help you decide which type of washer is more suitable for your needs:

Plain Washers:

1. Load Distribution:

Plain washers are primarily used to evenly distribute the load applied by the fastener. They help prevent localized stress concentrations on the surface being fastened, which can be particularly important when dealing with softer or more fragile materials.

2. Surface Protection:

Plain washers can act as a barrier between the fastener head/nut and the surface material. This helps prevent damage to the surface and corrosion caused by direct contact between dissimilar metals.

3. Increased Bearing Surface:

Plain washers can provide a larger bearing surface for the fastener, helping to prevent the fastener from sinking into the material under heavy loads.

4. Thermal Insulation:

In certain applications, plain washers made from insulating materials can help reduce heat transfer between components.

Spring Washers:

1. Vibration and Loosening:

Spring washers, such as split lock washers or wave washers, are designed to provide additional resistance to vibration-induced loosening. They create tension between the fastener and the joint, helping to maintain the preload and preventing the fastener from backing out.

2. Dynamic Loads:

Spring washers are useful when the fastener connection is subject to dynamic or cyclic loads, as they can help absorb some of the shock and movement, reducing the risk of loosening.

3. Anti-Backlash:

Spring washers are effective in preventing backlash or rotational movement in certain applications, maintaining the tightness of the connection.

4. Uneven Surfaces:

Spring washers can compensate for variations in the surface or slight misalignments in the joint, providing a degree of flexibility.

Choosing the Right Washer:

When deciding between plain washers and spring washers, consider the following factors:

1. Load Type:

Determine whether the load on the connection is primarily static or dynamic. For dynamic loads or where vibration is a concern, spring washers might be more appropriate.

2. Material:

Consider the materials of the fastener, washer, and mating surfaces. Spring washers are often made from materials with spring-like properties, such as carbon steel, stainless steel, or bronze.

3. Assembly Conditions:

Evaluate the assembly process and the required level of torque. Spring washers might require more torque to achieve the same clamping force due to their compressibility.

4. Environment:

Consider the operating environment, including temperature variations, exposure to moisture, and the potential for corrosion. This can influence the choice of material for the washer.

5. Stress on the Material:

Evaluate the stress that the fastener and joint will experience. Spring washers can induce stress concentrations, so plain washers might be preferred for applications with high stress.

In summary, choose plain washers when you need load distribution and surface protection, and consider spring washers when dealing with vibration, dynamic loads, or the prevention of loosening. The decision should be based on a careful analysis of the specific requirements of the application.

71. Can stud bolts be used in situations requiring resistance to ultraviolet (UV) light?

Stud bolts, typically made from materials like carbon steel, alloy steel, and stainless steel, are primarily designed for providing mechanical strength and structural integrity in various industrial applications. However, stud bolts themselves are not specifically designed to provide resistance to ultraviolet (UV) light exposure.

UV light exposure can have a range of effects on materials, including degradation, discoloration, and reduced mechanical properties. The extent of these effects depends on the type of material used, the duration of UV exposure, and the specific conditions in which the material is used.

If stud bolts are exposed to prolonged UV light, especially in outdoor environments or under conditions where UV exposure is intense, there is a possibility that the material properties could be affected over time. This could potentially lead to reduced tensile strength, increased brittleness, or other forms of degradation.

To address UV light exposure, especially in outdoor or exposed applications, consider the following approaches:

1. Material Selection:

Opt for materials that have better resistance to UV light, such as certain types of stainless steel or materials with corrosion-resistant coatings. These materials can offer improved durability in UV-rich environments.

2. Protective Coatings:

Apply UV-resistant coatings or finishes to the stud bolts. These coatings can help shield the material from the harmful effects of UV light, preventing or minimizing degradation.

3. Enclosures or Covers:

If possible, use enclosures or covers to protect the stud bolts from direct UV exposure. This can be particularly relevant in situations where the stud bolts are part of outdoor structures.

4. Regular Inspection:

Implement a regular inspection and maintenance schedule to monitor the condition of the stud bolts and replace them if signs of UV-induced degradation are observed.

It's important to note that while some measures can help mitigate the effects of UV exposure, stud bolts may not be the best choice for applications that require direct resistance to UV light. In situations where UV resistance is a critical requirement, consulting with materials experts or engineers to identify appropriate materials or protective measures would be advisable.

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worldbroadhardware · 1 year ago

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Carbon Through Bolt Wedge Anchor

Product name： Wedge Anchor

Base Material： 1. Concrete (cracked and non-cracked)

2. Natural hard stone

Application and Features： Used for fastening through objects, such as: guide rails, brackets, angle iron, wooden beams, etc., can withstand vibration and earthquake loads.

Surface Treatment： Zinc Plated,Hot Dip Galvanized

Material： Carbon Steel

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galaxyedging · 3 years ago

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Call Me Gio

(I struggled for a title. This seemed fitting now that I know his name.😂)

Gio x female reader

Smut-ish, fluff, swearing, Cliff Beasts related violence.🔞

@thegreenkid you really shouldn't encourage me.

Set after this.

Gio followed your instruction to hide, he found an old fallen tree, hollowed out by time. Throwing himself under it he scrambled as far in as he could and waited. He felt like a coward but you were the expert and he'd just witness two men, who were experienced fighter, be carried off to their deaths.

The Beasts had come from nowhere, the sensors didn't even pick them up, there had been concerns expressed about their reliability at high altitude. Their creator had dismissed them. Useless asshole. Both your men were gone now you were fighting for your life against a winged creature. The bastard thing chomped his teeth at you. It's jaws snapped shut inches from your face. The only thing keeping it from devouring your head was your rifle pressed into it's throat. Fortunately, you'd been able to wedge it there when it had lauched it's surprise attack. Unfortunately, it was facing the wrong fucking way. The barrel was pressed into your chest so you had to add 'accidental discharge' to your list of worries. You supposed it may he preferable to being eaten alive, not that you were keen on that either as you struggled to keep the beast at bay while thinking of a plan. The thing's jaws snapped at you once more, this time they clamped shut. A guttural groan of pain left it as it slumped to the side. The Doctor stood behind it holding his taser.

"Thanks Doc. I owe you."

"You do?"

"Yeah."

"Then I will collect. Please call me Gio, it is my name, after all."

Gio. You liked it. Better than you trying to butcher his last name, Mezzanotte. It sounds beautiful in his accent not so much when you tried it. Linguistics wasn't your forte. Pushing the beast completely off you, he pulled you to your feet with your hand in his. "Thank you Gio."

"You are most welcome but I wouldn't have made it this far without you." Your hand lingered in his until another roar sounded above.

"Run!" Pushing Gio in front of you, you darted for cover.

Turning to check on your pursuer for a moment, you lost sight of Gio. "Here." His voice sounded to the left of you. Without slowing you turned toward it and bolted out the way as another flying beast descended. Gio was pressed into a crack in the mountain's face. Just in time you squeezed in next him. There was barely room, you were pressed into each other as you shuffled deeper to avoid the nashing jaws reaching for you. The sharp rocks of the walls bit into you skin. Gio's chest heaved against yours. His fingers dug into your skin in fear, for himself or for you, or both. The sound of teeth grinding as they clashes grew louder as the creature neared, breaking through the softer rock of the walls. Breathing was being to get harder, as the crack narrowed the further back you got. It wasn't the only thing that was getting harder. Near death experiences affected people in different ways, you weren't judging him. You were cursing you own damn bad luck that he was making quite an impression on you hip. A gorgeous, sweet, smart doctor with a impressive sized cock. Just your luck to end up as Cilff Beast kibble after meeting him. What little light that reached this way illuminated Gio's face. You were so close you could see how blown his pupils were, just a ring of warm brown was left around them. Your noses were touching, spurts of his breath warmed your lips. It wouldn't take much for you lean in to kiss him. You could throw caution to the wind. Either he'd enjoy his last moments or you'd be too dead to care. As if he read your thoughts his lips met yours. He didn't take time to slot them together his just pressed them firmly to yours like he was looking for an anchor in this awful moment. As the creature's snout pressed closer, you pushed deeper into the space, right up against the back wall, ushering Gio with you. His lips pressed harder to yours, as did his body just before the beast pulled back to surge forward. As it did it broke through the rocky outcrop that had been keeping it from you. It collided with you with so much force it pushed you both through the wall behind you. Gio held you tight as you hit the floor on the other side. The beast, stunned by the hit, lumbered up into the air. Slowly enough that you were able to take out your pistol, flick on your torch, aim and shoot it right between the eyes. It fell to the floor of the vast cavern with a satisfying thud. Gio realised his was still half holding you to him after you maneuvered into a better shooting position. He blush lightly pulling away. "Sorry...er...good aim."

"Thanks. Hopefully I won't need it again. There's the nest."

Making your way to it you snapped a few glow sticks, threw them on the floor while Gio put on his head lamp.

Gio managed to climb the thirty feet into the nest, recover the sample he needed and add it to concoction, as you waited below. He was just about to climb out when the sound of more flying Beasts echoed around the cavern.

"Here." He tossed his dispersal system down to you. Catching it your eyes darted from him to the Beasts desending from the dark recess above him. "Go!" his plea jolted you into action. Clambering back out of the crack you made in outside. Slammed the system firmly into the ground. Once it was mounted you pressed the button to start the launch sequence. Five seconds later a small rocket shot out. Exploding against the dusk. Gio's virus was airborne. It should kill the Beasts in seconds, without harming anyone else, thanks to the clean DNA sample from the nest. With your mission complete, you launched yourself back through into the cavern. Cuts and bruises were sure to litter your body as you bounced off the narrow walls. You didn't care, all that mattered was getting to him. Cliff Beasts littered the floor, some still, some still twitching in the last throws of death.

"Gio!" No answered. "Gio!" Just the echo of your own voice. Red against the glow of blue, caught your attention as you scanned the area. The blood pumping around your body ran cold as you got closer. Under one of the dead Beasts, Gio lay unmoving.

"Gio? Doc?" you spoke softly as you reached for him. Cupping his face you found that it was still warm. Slipping you fingers in the collar of his puffer jacket you found his pulse. Steady and strong. Relief flooded you. Shaking him gently you raised your voice a little. "Doctor Mezza-note?"

"Hmmmm. It's Med-za-NOT-tay." You smiled. Thankful to hear his voice even if he was correcting you. "Is that the reason you asked me to call you Gio?"

He smiled finally opening his eyes. His hand came up over yours, still on his cheek. "One of them."

Once you made it back to a safe place to camp, you radioed the others. They confirmed the virus had spread on their side of the mountain too. Informed you of the loss of Howie. You told them about the two losses on your team. How they had bravely protected Gio when you were hit by a surprise attack. The mission wouldn't have succeeded without them. You hoped that fact would give some comfort to their loved ones, though you doubted it could provide much. After you patched up the bump Gio took to the head, he had decided to sit out under the stars. The events of the day had shaken him to his core. He was a scientist with an interest in rock climbing. He wasn't a soldier. He had no idea how to compartmentalise what had happened. He was trembling when you sat next to him. "Gio? How are you holding up?"

"I..." he started then stopped, shaking his head. "I have no idea. I am glad we are alive and the missions was a success. I am terribly sad for the families of those poor brave men. Am I am sad for the men also but less so as they are not the ones left behind. I feel exhausted but I could even think about sleeping if feel so full of energy. The adrenaline is still coursing through me. From the running and the fear and the...." he took a breath as his eyes drifted to your lips. "Am sorry. I shouldn't have kissed you."

"Why not?"

"I just thought we were going to die.."

"Did you not want to kiss me?"

"No! I mean no, not that. I wanted to kiss you. Very much. I just would have preferred to do it properly but since I though we might die.."

"Your hand was forced."

"Yes."

"Well, we survived. No forcing being done."

"May I kiss you?"

"You may."

This kiss was much better than the quick desperate press of lips earlier. His lips were plush and soft. They perfectly moulded to yours. He moaned a little as you licked his bottom lip, seeking to deepen the kiss. He allowed you to. Welcomed it. His hands found your waist and neck as he leaned you backwards. As the ground met your back he moved on top of you. Your arms wrapped around his back, hands landing on his broad shoulders. The passion grew between you. Your fingers threaded through his thick, tousled hair. When you pulled lightly his hips bucked into yours. Another deep moan rumbled out of him, mixed with one of your own.

"Wait. I should not be doing this." He sat up away from you. Laying there your thoughts ran wild. Should not? Why? I bet he's married. Of course he married, why wouldn't he be? He continued. "Although I want to. Very much. Today has been crazy. I know you are tough but you have lost two people. I would not feel right about taking advantage while you are grieving."

Of all things you could've possibly thought he was going to say, that was not one of them.

"I should also treat you right. A special woman like you deserves to be courted properly. Taken to dinner before being taken to bed."

Where did they find this guy? Maybe that's why the accent was so confusing, he was clearly from another world. He cleared his throat, you realised you'd be staring at him, trying to process. "It's very sweet of you to worry. Am okay but you have a point. I could say the same thing about taking advantage of you..."

"You are not."

"I don't normally date really."

"What do you mean?"

"I usually hang out and hook up with people."

"Oh, I'm sorry. You just wanted sex from me.."

"No, not just sex anyway. I mean I did but then..."

"What?"

"I like you. I don't do the whole dating thing because it's messy and hard but some of it's nice, fun. From what I remember. I haven't done it in a long time. I'd like to do it with you."

"We are talking about dating, yes?"

"Yes."

"I will find us somewhere fitting when we're finished here."

"I'd like that."

It's funny how nearly being eating by a monster can change a girl's priorities. Being wined and dined by the beautiful man next to you sounded pretty good. He lay down next to you. "I should find somewhere we can eat while we look at the stars. I've always loved stargazing."

"Really?"

"Yes. When I was a child we moved many, many, times you can probably tell by my accent. I used to look at the sky every time we moved looking for anything new. Enjoying the consistent splendour of them. Maybe we could even visit some of my favourite places to see them from..no that would be rushing things..not that we couldn't travel as friends..." Looking down at you he was thankful that you had missed at least some of his ramblings as you were now peacefully asleep against him. "Sleep well." He kissed you forehead before cuddling you closer to chase some sleep of his own.

Tags @kirsteng42 @babydarkstar @prolix-yuy @thegreenkid @hquinzelle @fangirl-316 @gracie7209 @jedifarmerr @doommommy

#pedro pascal character fanfiction #the bubble #gio

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friendlyneighborhoodgearwhore · 2 years ago

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Climbing journal

Aug 26, 2022 Friday night

Friday Night I caravanned down to Lightning Dome which is just southeast of Granville ID with a couple friends.

Started off climbing a harder 5.6 Trad climb which leads up under a flake that you have to wedge yourself through. The approach is pretty narley as this Crag is in redevelopment so we ended up bushwhacking about 200M uphill to get to it. It looked super short and I tried just climbing with half a doubled up 70m rope so I wouldn’t need to deal with two ropes when I belayed my friends up, but it ended up being about 5 ft short of the bolts with the rope stretched out. I ended up building a quick trad anchor and belaying them on that with my ATC in guide mode.

when I climbed I had clipped the pieces with both strands of the rope though I was only being belayed on one. I had my first friend Dylan unclip only his strand as he climbing up and once he got about half way I had my other friend Chloe start climbing and cleaning the gear as she went. Since I was using my ATC in guide mode I could Belay both Simultaneously.

Once Dylan got to the top and was secure, I had Chloe take on the rope, then went up and threw my Vergo (trango assisted breaking device) on the actual anchors, and loaded the Chloes break strand into it. Once this was done I had Dylan unload the Guide ATC and belayed her up the rest of the way on the Vergo from a much more comfy position, and where I wouldn’t be in her way as she topped out.

From here I belayed them over to a nearby ledge over a short spicy traverse. There happened to be a fixed line hanging from a climb above that is in the process of being bolted, I clipped my PAS into the end of this as I traversed to protect the traverse for myself.

From here we hiked a hundred yards or so along the mountain and up a wind tunnel to the base of a 3 pitch Multi called Stony Staircase. Dylan and I had headlamps but Chloe had forgotten hers. At this point I probably should have turned around as it was almost dark, but everyone was stoked and I was pretty sure there were fixed lines over the 4th class terrain to get back down to the road.

We did this climb using two ropes, one 70m one 60m though I thought Dylans 60m was a 70m until we Rappelled instead of belaying simultaneously I decided to have each person climb one at a time on this one to make it simpler for if one of them wanted to lead and belay from the top. The setup was that I was tied into the end of one rope, Chloe was in the middle tied into both ropes, and Dylan was in the end tied into the other rope.

I lead the first pitch as it was the hardest, and was all Trad. Dylan lead the second pitch which had one easy trad placement, which he did awesome with. This was also his first multi pitch so I sent him up with a quad and a GriGri to belay from the top with after a short lesson.

Next Chloe climbed trailing my rope. Since she didn’t have a headlamp, both Dylan and I shone our lights on the climb for her. Since It was Dylan’s first time belaying from the top, I also had Chloe clip back in with my rope to the draws after she unclipped the one between her and Dylan. This way I could keep her on lead belay, in case Dylan messed something up his first time belaying from the top. I also had her check the anchor and belay device when they belayed me up to make sure everything was good when I climbed. Dylan did an awesome job and everything went well.

I lead the last pitch. Then Chloe Followed and I had her belay Dylan up to the top. Here we hung out for a while and enjoyed the stars.

When we went down was when things got spicy. We rapped off two ropes to hopefully make things go faster. But I didn’t know Dylan only had a 60 M.

I set it up by pre-rigging Dylan with an ATC on both ropes, then Chloe and I Simul-rappelled off Gri-Gris while clipped together. For extra endurance. With Dylan pre-rigged it fixed each individual rope so that if one of us lost control the rope wouldn’t slide through for the other, and since we were clipped together with Chloe’s pass one of us would stop the other if we did loose control.

We got down to the intermediate they didn’t have rap rings (this is the hazard of climbing in a area thats still in development). So we kept on going since it looked like we had plenty of rope. We got to the level of the first belay station, which is pretty close to the ground but off left a lot from the start of the route and realized Dylan’s rope was going to be too short. So we swung over to the first pitch anchor and clipped in. Then we gave Dylan a fireman’s belay as he rapped down to us.

From here I pre-rigged both Chloe and Dylan on ATCs and rapped down on my GriGri by myself. Since the first pitch traverses so much I ended up clipping into two cams as I descended to prevent swinging. Once i reached the bottom I gave Chloe a Fireman’s down. Holding the strands tight while she unclipped the strands and then again when she reclipped them for Dylan. Since there were two pieces she was always protected from swinging, though the clipping and unclipping was a bit awkward. Then I left Chloe to give Dylan a Fireman’s, so I could start setting up the next rappel. I had the extra rope since we only rapped of one for the last rappel

We could have walked off from here instead but I was afraid of getting lost on the scramble down or walking off a cliff so I choose to rappel the whole way. Anywho, once Dylan and Chloe were both at the bottom they pulled the rope and walked over to where I had set up the next rappel. Same story as before: I pre-rigged both of there belay devices on a single doubled up rope and rappel off with my GriGri only difference is that there was also an old fixed line on this rap station which I choose not to use. I had seen a friend do this at this rap station but never done it myself and foolishly assumed it would get me to the start of the last section of fixed lines.

It did not. I reached the end of my rope in a really slabby dihedral that would probably be considered 4th class terrain. So I transitioned off my rope and onto the fixed line. If it hadn’t been in 4th class terrain I probably wouldn’t have trusted it. From here I gave Dylan and Chloe a fireman’s to where I was and had them clip into some bolts next to the fixed line that appeared to be on a route that was in development. I also had them pre-rig on GriGris and I Rappelled down on my Vergo to explore and figure out where we were. Since at this point I was a bit lost and starting to panic a bit. I got down to the end of the fixed line and panicked for a while, got off my device and explored a bit. For a minute I thought we were going to have to figure out a walk off. But after about 5 minutes I realized we were just 20-30 m left of the fixed lines that would take us to the bottom.

From here I had them Rap down to where I was and come off rappel. Then we carefully walked over to the final fixed line. Once again I pre-rigged everyone on Gri-gris and rapped down first on my vergo. At this point Dylan’s headlamp was getting super dim, so I stopped at most of the good rest spots I could find and had them both rap down to me in my headlamp light. This line was really long we we ended up doing this 3 times. I really didn’t like having everyone on the one sketchy fixed line but I didn’t really have a choice with the headlamp situation.

Eventually we got to the bottom, and Dylan suggested that they go first so I could shine my headlamp ahead for them to see by. From there it was only 20-30M to the road and we walked back up a ways to get to our cars.

We started around 6 and got back to the car at 12. (6 hours total) I think it would have been much quicker 1: if everyone had working headlamps that lasted the whole time and 2: if there were only 2 people total, and 3: if it hadn’t been dark at all.

If I could change one thing, it would probably be to head back after Fat Albert, and not climb in the dark. It was a miss-calculation on my part.

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Through Bolt Anchors - TBA, Drop In Anchors - DIA, Manufacturer, India

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rocket-69 · 2 years ago

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Ramshackle: 01 - The Water

All water must flow, lest it become a lifeless, trapped thing. The underground river flowed deep under the earth, gurgling up to the surface to pay a visit to pupfish and sightless shrimp in the shallows. Some meters from the open air, a gecko padded into the cave to the stream, and lapped up the cold water.

Farther down the line, a rat sniffed the air in complete darkness. Its ears perked up as it heard the soft pads of distant, careful steps echoing off the walls of the tunnel. It scampered away from the intriguing coppery scent to investigate later.

She scraped against rock pillars as she squeezed through the narrow tunnel. She raised her head in the relief of the darkness, panting in the cool air. She almost let herself sit and rest when she remembered, she had to keep moving. Lest she become a lifeless, trapped thing.

She listened to the water. To the cave.

She heard a low hum, and felt along the ground for it. Her thumb brushed a rough texture next to the surface of the cave river water, then a smooth, flat surface. And a gentle but consistent heat emanating from it. Relief flowed through the cave like a draft.

She was determined to see this through. Metal plating creaked.

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Metal plating creaked. The crowbar wedged itself between the plates of a rusted Mr Handy lying splayed in the junkyard. A steel-toed boot planted on the Mr Handy’s metallic tentacle to anchor him to the ground. With another purposeful crowbar jerk, the rusted plating came free. Spike stood over the exposed hardware, casting a shadow in the noontime heat. Her gloved hand brushed rusty flecks and cracked plastic away from the hardware. She felt sweat drip down her hawk nose, around the piercing which made her grimace. Golden bracelets clinked against her dark brown skin as she examined the internal hardware, perhaps a little hastily. The centuries old plastic crumbled in her gloved hand. She dug into the robot manually, keeping an eye peeled for acid corrosion, smaller large critters, anything unexpected and nasty. Radscorpions were a menace but so were the small two-to-five inchers; but Ramshackle thankfully didn’t get many of the big ones around here- they steered clear of the loud humans as they usually fought back. While probably delicious to those chitinous creeps, most adults often had some kind of tool on hand that could be an impromptu weapon if pushed.

Spike gritted her teeth into a victorious smile as she found the inner housing she was looking for. A decently sealed compartment, holding vital, vital parts. Before she broke it open, she took a seat and pinched her earrings between her fingers, just to feel them as she thought. The client wanted the computer inside, mainly for reading sensor data. She took a screwdriver from the tool belt on her hip and started loosening the bolts from the Mr Handy and her prize.

Once she’d palmed the Handy computer core, Spike felt the presence of someone over her shoulder. The hair on the back of her neck prickled, exposed to the dusty air and suddenly making her aware of how grimy she felt. Desert sand in the creases of her skin.

Spike hazarded a peripheral glimpse over her shoulder and saw the shape of the tall vaulter in charge of the junkyard. She gritted her teeth, trying to remember the last time she bribed- no, ingratiated herself- with some fresh homemade food. It’s been a while. Still, she can try.

“Hi, Mister Sam*. How’ve you been?”

“Well, you know. My junkyard is doing great, so long as business is being done on the premises.” Sam adjusted a beat-up, sun-bleached baseball cap on his head. “I can’t say much for my husband’s plastic recycling, though he knew what he was getting into. We’re all consolidating though. It’ll be nice having him and Silica under my roof again.” He took a swig of water from a glass bottle, one of Silica’s. “What have you found there by the way?”

Spike looked down at the Mr Handy. “Robot, I guess.”

“I mean in your hand, honey.”

“Oh.” She looked at it, then tried to grip it in her gloved hand casually, as if it were just a chunk of scrap she’d found interesting.

It looks a bit more than the ‘less than three inches cube’ rule for sneaking things out, Spike.”

“Y-yeah. I could bring down some paratha tomorrow? For everyone.”

“Mmm,” Mister Sam licked his lips. “I’d love to make a trade like that, but the tin cans upstairs want every memory card out of this junkyard, and they’re paying more than you.”

Spike tensed. “But I need-”

“You want that computer core? I’m gonna have to see some coin about it.”

Spike lowered her head as she handed it to him, casting her face down as she shoved her thumbs through her belt loops. Her blood ran cold as her bracelets clinked together. Her shoulders slumped. She started to hand the core over, paused, then only let go once his fingers closed around the core.

“Spike, you know that you got time with me. Their next pickup will be around six in the evening tomorrow. I’m sure you can scrounge what you need by then, right? Not bad work by the way- shucking it from that shell. What do you need this for?”

“You take… metal. Don’t you.”

Mister Sam tilted his head, drank a little water. “This is the metal scrapyard yes. That’s my entire job, honey.”

Spike finally looked up into his eyes again. She folded her thumb into the palm of her hand and held one of her bracelets with the other, twisting the gold band off her wrist. She held it there in her hand for a moment, steadying her breath. Her other arm, now bare and showing a distinct wrist tanline, lowered. She opened her hand to take the core back, and offered the band.

Mister Sam cocked an eyebrow, noting the dark tanline, the perspiration under it. “Isn’t that-”

“Last thing my parents gave me before they left. Yeah. But they gave it to me for a reason.”

“This is important enough for that, huh? How old is it anyway?”

“How old is anything, sir?”

“Point taken.” Flotsam Clemente looked uneasily at BTR Shipra**. “But still…”

Spike shook her head, breaking eye contact. “I got places to be.”

“Alright. I’ll hold onto this for another day. If you can bring me cash-” Mister Sam examined the bracelet.

Spike shoved past Mister Sam, skulked out of Flotsam’s Junkyard, and kicked a loose granite rock into the road.

A thin shadow pulled their hood down off their head, revealing long, poorly dyed hair under a beanie. They slid like an oil spill toward Spike as she turned away from the junkyard, syncing their chunky black platform boot steps*** with Spike’s steel toes.

“Where was the signal? Any warning?” Spike hissed toward them.

Charlie blew a bubble and popped the gum with their teeth to suck it back into their mouth. “You say that like I wasn’t also digging around for treasure. He found me too but I stalled long enough I could hand him something else good I’d found.”

“What’d you find?”

“Think it was a part of an old revolver.”

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*Sam, short for Flotsam Clemente. His father had wild aspirations for the lakes he knew were collecting water outside the vault, and thought to prepare Mister Sam for a life of water.

**Biren Toral Ramshackle Shipra, or Spike, as most people called her, got her nickname after a toddler she babysat mispronounced Shipra, and it was all downhill from there.

***A rare find that was rescued, though naturally a few sizes too large. This resulted in a clumsy and sonorous gait, which took some adjusting for the people of Ramshackle when they expected a horse instead of a spindly teenager.

#falloutfun #fallout #fanfic #ramshackle #fnv #the water #charlie #spike #she #Fallout: Ramshackle

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alderaani · 4 years ago

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Family

Summary: Rex wakes up after leaving Saleucami to find Cody at his bedside, and has to grapple with meeting Cut Lawquane and what it means to be a clone. Gen fic, 2.4k of brother feels.

Part of my series 100 clone centric prompts, or readable on AO3 here.

A/N: Look nothing breaks my heart more than when Cut questions Rex about duty and he is SO quick to start talking about protecting his hypothetical children. I’ve been staring at this fic for three days and getting fed up of writing it, u know when you’ve just been staring at words so long they stop being words? So here it is, and i hope you like it!

The medbay lights were low when Rex woke. He knew where he was even before he opened his eyes, lulled by the ever-present rumble of the engines and the sharp smell of antiseptic. And sure enough, the Resolute took gentle shape around him, turning from smear to ship once he’d blinked the sleep away. His eyes always felt dry and sensitive after sedatives, painfully tight around the edges. For a moment he lay perfectly still, letting the galaxy trickle back in, sense by sense.

The bleep of a monitor, the stiff, starched edges of the sheet tucked up round his body. A warm, solid weight wrapped around his hand, the rumbling sound of someone snoring, the unnatural dryness of his mouth and the lingering taste of bacta on his tongue.

He looked down, then smothered a laugh. Cody was crumpled like discarded flimsi in a chair next to his bed, hunched so that his head and upper shoulders were wedged close to Rex’s thigh over the blankets. His nose was scrunched with sleep, the force of his soft snores dislodging the curls on his forehead with each puff of air. He still smelt like blaster residue and dust, and his cheek had left dark smudges on the sheet. There was a discarded datapad next to his head, glowing with soft blue light as it announced the arrival of several new messages. His hand was the heavy weight that Rex could feel, wound tight around his own. Cody had split his knuckles again, the skin around the thin cuts raised and puffy and glistening with freshly applied bacta.

Rex wasn’t sure when he’d gotten here, but it couldn’t have been too long, or someone would have bullied his brother into at least hitting the freshers.

He couldn’t remember making it to the rendezvous, the memories buried somewhere under the jarring bolts of pain from his chest and the way his arm stung like a nest of hornets as the nerves healed. Telling General Kenobi that he’d been on the mend hadn’t been a lie, per se, but even Rex could admit that he’d perhaps been stretching things. It was at least reassuring to know that he’d not fallen off his eopie and collapsed in some unremarkable patch of Saleucami’s farmland.

Rex stared around the familiar bay, struggling with the rush of relief and discomfiture that spread through his body. Nothing was out of place here; he could look around and know exactly what to expect, from the barracks to the bridge. He wanted to let it settle him the way it usually did, to let relief seep into his bones at another mission fought and – well, not won, but survived. This time it wouldn’t quite come.

It wasn’t because he’d been injured. That had happened more times than he had fingers. Maybe it was because The Resolute was the closest thing to a home that he had…and for the first time in his short life, he couldn’t help but find it a little lacking. He’d come back. That much was true, and he was glad of it. But there was some part of him that was still stranded on that farm on Saleucami, rooted there in the sound of children’s laughter and the humming of insects in the fields. He could still feel the pale sun beating down on his face, taste the sharp wind on his tongue, and was surprised to find it bound up in a small ache in his chest.

The blaster bolt would scar. So would this feeling. But neither would ever fully go away.

When Rex had told Cut that he’d never really thought about the names they gave each other, the individuality it bestowed upon each clone, he’d been telling the truth. It had simply never been a priority beyond a fleeting thought. There were always more important things to think about; they all knew that each brother was different, beyond name, station, hair colour or designation. To clones, those distinctions they chose for themselves were sacred. And that had always been enough, until now. The sight of one of their own framed in a farm-house door, children round his feet and a whole world under them…the possibility of it sat irreversibly inside him, a Pandora’s Box he’d never known could be opened.

Maybe he’d never thought about it before – but on some level now he always would.

That terrified him.

“Rex’ika?”

The fingers around his palm flexed, dragging him back to the present.

He glanced down to see Cody’s eyes fixed on his face, puffy but alert, his cheek creased where the sheets had pressed into them. His ori’vod jerked frantically into motion, pushing upright with a groan. Rex didn’t even have time to speak before Cody’s fist was colliding lightly with his shoulder.

“The kriff d’you let yourself get shot for?”

“Good to see you too, vod,” Rex grumbled, rotating his shoulder for show then actively wincing when the motion sent streaks of pain skittering from the crater in his chest.

He knew that Cody had seen it, because instantly his hand pushed him back firmly into the pillows, like if he didn’t hold him still Rex was going to try and escape somewhere.

“I’m alright,” he said after a moment, patting Cody’s hand a couple of times before his brother deemed fit to let go of him.

“Oh yeah? Because five hours ago you said that and then fell flat on your face.”

Rex grimaced. He couldn’t refute the claim because he didn’t know any better, and sadly from the bits of the journey he could recall, collapsing at the end of it was a distinct possibility. There was a familiar pinch between Cody’s eyebrows as he hovered, ready to manhandle Rex again if he felt it necessary. It was an expression that Rex knew intimately, because it only appeared when he’d worried him.

He’d been a scrappy cadet; never allowed anonymity because of his hair, defiance and recklessness had been a kind of defence mechanism. If he was going to be singled out, he could at least control the way it happened. The fourth time he’d been made to run so many laps that he vomited, he’d looked up, panting, to see Cody’s pinched face staring back. The commanding batches were only meant to supervise the punishments of the younger levels, but Cody had reached out a hand anyway and hauled Rex to his feet. He’d been the one to teach him that there were better ways to make himself untouchable.

“Yeah, I’m sure,” Rex said, swiping his tongue over his dry bottom lip. “Tastes like Kix gave me the good stuff.”

Cody rolled his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitching into something fond. “He’s gonna kick your shebs, and I’m gonna let him. You should’ve seen his face when the General said you were on your way. The hells were you thinking, di’kut? We could’ve sent an escort.”

Rex felt his answering grin slide off his face at the thought, uncertainty settling back into his belly like lead. An escort would have had to come to the farm, and in turn would have seen the deserter. Some not insignificant part of him felt almost affronted at what Cut had done, even as he didn’t regret keeping his secret. It ground against what they’d been taught about themselves, against what had been built into their DNA. It didn’t matter whether they liked war the same way it didn’t matter whether they liked the colour of their eyes. It was what it was.

But Rex could comprehend turning his back on that, even if he didn’t understand. What was harder to fathom, with Cody’s hand anchoring his own, palm sweaty with relief that his ori’vod wouldn’t voice, was being alone. The idea of saying ‘family’ and not meaning a face just like his own. The thought of being cut off from the vode, from the invisible threads of brotherhood that transcended them all…it was an alien thing, sharp and unpleasant.

“It was for the best,” he said to Cody, a beat too slowly. “The farmer who put me up…he wasn’t the friendliest sort.”

Cody’s gaze sharpened. “Anti-clone?”

Rex very nearly laughed. “No, just the over-cautious type. He didn’t want the war on his doorstep.”

Cody paused for one very long moment, surveying Rex with eyes that always unearthed everything he wanted to hide. He would have been more worried, had he not been quite confident that Cut Lawquane was unpredictable.

“Then why are there hand-print bruises on your neck, Rex?”

Reflexively, Rex reached for his throat, running his fingers gingerly over the puffy skin. He hadn’t realised that they were there, but immediately the sensation of dangling by his throat came back to him.

“I got throttled by a commando droid, that’s why. Turns out the farmer didn’t get a whole lotta say about some landin’ in his field. We handled it.”

Cody swore, his hand tightening around Rex’s again. “Just couldn’t miss out on the action, could you vod’ika? Gettin’ shot wasn’t enough?”

Rex grinned, shrugging a little. “How else am I gonna give you grey hairs? Me ‘n Wolffe have still got that bet going about which marshal commander it’ll be first, you or Fox. And I’ve gotta make up for the whole Senate somehow.”

“Unbelievable,” Cody growled, shoving Rex’s hand away and running a hand over his head. “Throwing the odds is illegal, Chakaar. What did he wager? Corellian whiskey? Koon always sneaks him the best shit.”

Rex snorted, wrinkling his nose. “Hardly. As if I’d risk my shebs for a drink, Kote, it’s for the glory.”

Cody leaned back in his chair, face still a picture of outrage. Rex knew that in any other scenario he’d have already been in a headlock, and grinned smugly at the fact he was currently untouchable.

“Yeah, well, next time you don’t hafta try so hard,” Cody muttered. “Or you’ll bypass grey hairs and push me straight to heart attack.”

“That still counts as a win.”

Rex knew he fully deserved the punch that Cody landed on his leg, covering his mouth to muffle the laugh that wanted to burst out of him. The rest of the bay was surprisingly quiet, the lighting low and soft. The vast majority of the beds were empty, the few other occupants sound in either natural or induced sleep. Cody probably should have gone to alert the on-duty medic that he’d woken up, but instead the silence lapsed on between them, Cody’s eyes crinkling soft at the corners again in that unguarded way that Rex missed from their youth.

After a moment Cody’s pad chirped from between the disturbed sheets, a gratingly cheerful sound that never heralded anything good. Rex watched his brother sigh and pick up the offending item, scrolling and clicking through notices as the tension crept back into his face. Cody had always been like that – ruthlessly efficient, wickedly shrewd, a ship against which the rest of them could weather all storms. Any clone who’d ever met him knew what class he was destined to go into, and when he’d been promoted, the only person who’d been surprised was Cody himself.

There was a pride in that, Rex reflected; to excel so thoroughly at the purpose for which you’d been made. But there was no choice in it either, and it was an odd thing, to look at Cody for the first time and find it a little jarring that he couldn’t picture him as anything else.

“What? Have I got something on my face?” Cody had looked up from his datapad with one eyebrow raised. Then he sighed again, jabbing at the screen grumpily. “I swear Bly waits until it’s my night cycle to send me forms on purpose.”

Rex watched him type for a few more seconds, then looked down at his hands.

“Have you ever thought about the end of the war?”

There was a long pause, hanging stunned in the air between them. Rex twisted his fingers together then looked up, feeling oddly vulnerable. Cody’s brow was lifted in a rare moment of unguarded surprise, before his eyes narrowed, searching Rex’s face.

“…no, I suppose I haven’t,” he said eventually. “General Kenobi theorises that it’ll hinge on –“

“No, I meant – have you ever thought about what we’ll do after.” Rex said softly.

Cody blinked a few times then leant back in his chair.

“After?” The word curled uncertainly off his tongue, an awkward shape in his mouth. “Don’t you think we’ve gotta win the damn thing first, Rex’ika?”

Rex shrugged, feeling his shoulders creep up round his ears the way they always did when he was nervous. The words almost stuck in his throat, scraping raw as he pushed them out, unformed and fledgeling.

“Yeah, of course. But…all the same. For some of us there will be an after. Commander Tano talks about it sometimes – getting back to all the things she did before.”

That did make Cody smile, a little fleeting thing. “General Kenobi does too. He had to put all his plants in the Temple gardens, says he misses them.”

“Have you ever thought about going with them?”

Cody’s eyebrows jumped again, a rare, blank look on his face that made Rex feel better and worse all at the same time. “Can’t think why the Jedi would need clones around in their Temple. What’s this really about, Rex?”

Rex let out a breath, a long gusting sigh that peeled out of his ribcage, and fixed his eyes back on the ceiling. “Staying with that farmer…eating at his table, sharing his food. Talking to his kids…it just made me wonder, you know? What that might be like.”

Cody snorted, but his eyes were impossibly warm as he scrubbed a knuckle over Rex’s short blond hair. “You? A farmer? Didn’t you kill the plant Kenobi got Skywalker for his lifeday?”

Rex batted him away. “That thing was already dead when he brought it to me. And to be honest, the eopie they lent me stank. But…his kids were cute. Real big eyes, you know?”

The corner of Cody’s mouth had ticked up again as he settled himself back down with his datapad. “Tano and Skywalker not kids enough for you?”

He ducked the fist Rex shoved his way, chuckling, and they settled back into a docile quiet, Cody confused, and Rex unsure how else to put his feelings into words. How it wasn’t just the farmer, or the kids, or the land. Just the new, frightening possibility that one day they might be his to take. Rex felt the drowsiness creep back in on him, cresting and falling in a wave. He didn’t fight it, twisting down into the sheets and letting the soft tapping of Cody’s fingers on glass lull him on. When he reached the precipice of sleep, hovering somewhere above a dream, he felt his brother’s hand squeeze his one more time, then heard him speak.

“I guess I never have thought about it, vod. But you’re right. Maybe it does sound nice.”

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