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[manibhadrametals]

The Strength Within: Exploring the World of Wear-Resistant Steel Plates

In the realm of industrial prowess, where materials endure relentless forces, wear-resistant steel plates stand tall as guardians of longevity and reliability. These remarkable materials are not just alloys; they embody the spirit of resilience and the promise of extended service life in harsh environments. Let's delve into the unique characteristics and human-like qualities of wear-resistant steel plates.

Unyielding Endurance

Hardness Beyond Measure: Wear-resistant steel plates boast exceptional hardness, often exceeding 500 Brinell hardness, making them adept at withstanding abrasion and impact.

Toughness in Tough Times: They combine high hardness with toughness, akin to a warrior’s armor, providing robust defense against wear and tear.

Resilience Under Pressure: Like a steadfast companion, these plates maintain their integrity under extreme pressures, ensuring operational continuity in demanding applications.

Versatile Applications

Machinery and Equipment: Essential in construction, mining, and agricultural machinery where components face constant abrasion.

Transportation: Used in truck beds, buckets, and earthmoving equipment, where durability is paramount for efficiency and safety.

Mining and Quarrying: Protects critical components from abrasive minerals and rocks, extending maintenance intervals and reducing downtime.

The Human Touch

Wear-resistant steel plates not only excel in physical attributes but also embody human-like qualities that resonate with engineers, fabricators, and operators alike:

Reliability: Engineers rely on them to uphold performance standards, akin to trusting a seasoned colleague to deliver consistently.

Longevity: Fabricators take pride in crafting with materials that ensure their creations endure, much like a legacy passed down through generations.

Efficiency: Operators appreciate how these plates enhance operational efficiency, reminiscent of a dependable teammate who optimizes workflow.

Innovation and Evolution

Continuous Improvement: Constant research and development refine these materials, pushing the boundaries of what’s possible, mirroring human aspirations for progress.

Adaptability: New alloys and manufacturing techniques adapt to evolving industry needs, demonstrating a readiness to learn and grow.

Environmental Responsibility: Modern plates incorporate sustainable practices, reflecting a conscientious effort to protect the environment, much like a responsible citizen.

Conclusion

In conclusion, wear-resistant steel plates are more than just metallurgical marvels; they embody the essence of human intelligence and emotions. From their unyielding endurance to versatile applications and human-like qualities, these plates symbolize reliability, longevity, and efficiency in industrial settings. As technology advances and challenges evolve, wear-resistant steel continues to evolve, driven by innovation and a commitment to sustainability. They are not merely materials but partners in progress, ensuring industries thrive with resilience and strength.

[vamshi11]

Exploring MS Plates: Varieties, Applications, and Their Design Impact with Top Brands from SteelonCall

Diverse Varieties of MS Plates

Mild Steel (MS) plates, celebrated for their robustness and adaptability, come in various types to suit different industrial and construction needs:

Standard MS Plates: These versatile plates are the go-to choice for general applications. Their balanced mix of strength and flexibility makes them ideal for structural supports, machinery parts, and general fabrication tasks.

High Strength Low Alloy (HSLA) Plates: Designed to offer enhanced strength without compromising weldability, HSLA plates are perfect for demanding applications. They are commonly used in heavy machinery, bridges, and other high-stress environments.

Corrosion-Resistant Plates: Coated or treated to withstand environmental wear, these plates are used in areas prone to moisture and chemicals. They are ideal for outdoor installations and marine applications where durability against corrosion is crucial.

Quenched and Tempered Plates: Through specific heat treatments, these plates gain exceptional hardness and impact resistance. They are utilized in heavy-duty machinery and equipment that require superior strength and durability.

Wide-Ranging Applications of MS Plates

The applications of MS plates span a diverse array of sectors, reflecting their integral role in modern industry and construction:

Construction: In construction, MS plates are essential for structural components like beams, columns, and reinforcements. They provide the necessary stability and strength for buildings, bridges, and infrastructure projects.

Manufacturing: The industrial sector relies on MS plates for machinery and equipment fabrication.

Automotive Industry: MS plates are used extensively in automotive production for vehicle bodies and chassis. Their strength and formability are key to producing safe and reliable automotive parts.

Shipbuilding: In the maritime industry, MS plates are fundamental in constructing ship hulls and decks. 

Agricultural Equipment: MS plates are utilized in the production of agricultural machinery. Their toughness and ability to withstand heavy loads make them ideal for farming equipment.

Impact of MS Plates on Design Innovation

MS plates are not only functional but also inspire creative design solutions:

Architectural Innovation: In contemporary architecture, MS plates are often used for their sleek, industrial aesthetic. They feature prominently in building facades, decorative elements, and structural highlights, contributing to modern architectural styles.

Custom Fabrication: The flexibility of MS plates allows for custom designs and fabrications. From bespoke furniture to artistic installations, their ability to be cut, welded, and shaped supports unique and tailored design solutions.

Facade Solutions: For building facades, MS plates can create striking visual effects while providing durability. Various treatments and finishes offer designers flexibility in achieving distinctive and functional exterior designs.

Versatile Design Options: The range of finishes and treatments available for MS plates enables their use in diverse design contexts. This adaptability allows for integration into both interior and exterior designs, meeting varied aesthetic and functional requirements.

Premium MS Plates Available at SteelonCall

At SteelonCall, we offer a selection of high-quality MS plates from renowned brands, ensuring that you receive the best materials for your projects:

Vizag Steel: Renowned for its superior quality and reliable performance, Vizag Steel’s MS plates are ideal for a range of applications, providing both strength and durability.

SAIL: SAIL offers a wide array of MS plates known for their consistent quality and performance, suitable for various industrial and construction needs.

Jindal: Jindal’s MS plates are celebrated for their exceptional strength and resilience, making them a preferred choice for demanding applications in construction and manufacturing.

Conclusion

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[chhajedsteelplates]

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[inoxjewelry]

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[wearpro]

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[sayganus]

Stainless Steel Plate Manufacturers

SG Steel are one of the top Stainless Steel Plate Manufacturers online.

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[dorabledewdroop]

The White Healer Chapter 3

Summary: Reader is introduced to the avengers and is in for a delightful surprise.

Warnings: Slight Smut. Anxiety.

Series Masterlist

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You weren’t entirely certain who was fussing over you more, Natasha or Wanda. Both seemed to have a difference in opinion when it came to what you should wear. Natasha suggested some fitting jeans and a crop top while Wanda was suggesting some denim shorts and an off-shoulder cardigan. To be honest, neither appealed to you much seeing as you’d be leaving shortly.. The thought saddened you for some reason. You had only spent maybe half an hour with everyone (half of which was with the two in front of you. Not that you were complaining), yet you knew you wanted to spend more time with them. Sighing you stood up from the bed. Both stopped arguing and looked at you inquisitively.

“So, which one do you like more?” Wanda asked eagerly.

“Yeah, whose style is better?” Natasha challenged.

Rolling your eyes you walked past both of them and picked out a simple T-shirt and sweatpants and walked into the bathroom to change. Opting to look in the opposite direction of the mirror, you changed and folded the scrubs neatly. Deciding to put them in the laundry basket. You stepped out and faltered when you saw both of them glaring at you.

Why is that so fucking hot- No. NO. y/n control yourself. You are not going down that road. You-

“I have to say, you could’ve done better” Natasha said.

“It’s the comfiest option. Besides, I’ll be mail these back to you the moment I get home” you said placatingly.

The two glanced at each other, then looked back at you.

“Y/N I-“

A loud knock interrupted whatever Wanda was going to say.

“Are you girls done playing dress up? The food is here already” You heard Pietro yell from outside the room.

Huffing and calling her brother some colourful names in Sokovian, Wanda started towards the door, you and Natasha just behind her.

The conversation seemed to stop abruptly the moment you entered the room. All eyes on you once again. You were considering apologising for existing and leave when you felt a soft hand on your lower back. You instinctively knew it was Wanda’s and you resisted the urge to lean into her hand. Seriously, what was wrong with you? You’ve never acted that way with anyone.

Taking a deep breath, you steeled your nerves and sat at one end of the table. It seemed a little odd as everyone was more on the opposite side but you didn’t know whom to sit next to. The next thing you new Wanda and Natasha had sit down on either side of you. Something you were extremely grateful for.

“Right. So.. um.. Let’s eat?” Steve suggested. 

Immediately everyone opened up the tower of pizza boxes and grabbed a slice. You prayed they had a vegetarian option because all you could see was pepperoni other meaty options. Without hesitation, Wanda passed you a plate with a slice of plain cheese pizza.

“Thank you. It’s like you read my mind” You said off-handedly as you took the plate.

Pietro choked on his bite and Nat patted his back with a smirk on her face.

Thor looked at you in question as he shoved two slices into his mouth simultaneously.

You simply shrugged and stated by how you were vegetarian. Tony froze and immediately spoke out loud “FRIDAY please remember that y/n is a vegetarian”

You looked at him quizzically. Why would it matter-

“Understood boss.” Came a female voice from somewhere.

You stopped mid bite and looked up at the ceiling.

“God?” You wondered out loud.

“Yes?” Thor replied immediately.

Everyone burst out into laughter as you chuckled, completely embarrassed.

“That’s Tony’s AI, ‘Friday’. Anything you need, it can help you do” Bruce stated.

Your eyes widened.

“AI? Like Artificial Intelligence? Like genuine artificial intelligence” You asked.

Confused, Bruce nodded.

You gasped, turned to Tony who was just as confused as Bruce was.

“Oh my god that’s amazing. You could use the AI’s interface as an introductory step to the analysis of anything and everything?? Or you could connect it to modern appliances and provide a level of comfort for those with disabilities?? Or you could use it to efficiently calculate the resources required to provide food to the population? Or- um.. Never mind. Sorry” You shrank in your seat. 

Once again, all eyes were on you as you had finished your rant.

“That.. um.. Yeah. We could use it for that.” Tony said, looking a little sheepish. “But at the moment we’re.. um.. using it-“

“we’re using it to order dinner” Bruce finished, looking equally sheepish.

You just stared at them. Of all the possible ways a successful AI could help this world.. They used it to.. order takeout?

Steve cleared his throat.

“Anyway” he started “Clint told us that during the fight in Sokovia, you had healed the injured?”

You shifted your gaze from Tony to Steve and nodded, confused.

“Would it be okay if we ask you a little about it? Just the extent of your abilities?” He inquired

Nodding once again, you prepared yourself for the upcoming conversation.

“Could you tell us a little about your abilities?” Natasha asked gently.

Clearing your throat, you began “So my abilities are essentially healing. I can heal anything and everything. Short of death? I think? I’m not sure. I’ve never tried. It feels a little disrespectful to go against the natural order of things. It’s not limited to humans, I can heal animals, plants (kind of?). It doesn’t matter how severe the injury is. If you lose an arm, I can heal you so it grows back. If you’re shot, I’ll heal you and the bullets just.. pop out of your body. And um, I can heal myself too? No matter what injury it is, I can heal it. Anything with a soul, I can heal.”

Everyone looked at you impressed, Clint and Pietro merely nodded along already having witnessed it first hand.

“What about gods? Could you heal us?” Thor inquired.

You nodded.

“I’ve never tried to heal a god, but I can heal anything with a soul” you said

“That settles it” Tony said, standing up and walking towards you. “Welcome to the Avengers.”

Your eyes widened.

“Um what? No. I can’t- join the avengers?? I- I have work to do? I’m a- a bartender?” You stammered.

Tony looked at you unimpressed. “We’ll pay you. Your starting salary can be $300k per yea-“

“I’m in” you said determined, causing everyone to burst into laughter. You smiled sheepishly.

Everyone started get up as soon as they realised the matter was settled. Some said they were heading to the game room, while other’s said they’d workout. Everyone made sure to welcome you to the avengers and patted your shoulder as they filed out.

Pietro’s eyes lit up as he had an idea.

“Let me show you to your room, y/n” He said

Wanda and Natasha shot up. Wanda put her hand on your shoulder.

“That’s alright Piet.” She said. “We’ll show her to her new room”

Smirking, Pietro raised his hands in surrender and disappeared.

Your stood up startled.

“Did he just? Teleport? I remember seeing him vanish in Sokovia too” you asked as you followed Wanda and Natasha towards the living quarters.

Natasha chuckled “No, he has an increased metabolism and an improved thermal homeostasis”

You squealed excitedly, “So he’s fast as fuck then. Wow, I wonder what it would feel like to move around while time almost stands still”

Wanda looked at you in surprise.

Your gaze shifted from Natasha to her and you asked whether Wanda had any abilities.

Natasha briefly looked at Wanda and looked away. Wanda on the other hand looked almost guilty or afraid. Seeing her hesitation you quickly assured her that she didn’t have to tell you if she wasn’t comfortable.

“No it’s not that. I just.. don’t want you to by scared of me” She said, not meeting your eye.

By now the three of you had entered your new room but you weren’t paying any attention to that. Your attention was solely on the gorgeous brunette in front of you.

“I highly doubt anything about you would scare me, Wands” you said softly. 

Her head shot up at you and blushed slightly at the nickname. You took her hands in yours and encouraged her. She took a deep breath and started. 

“I can move t.hings with my mind. I can also read minds and control them if I want.” She said. She waited for the rejection that never came. All you did was rub her knuckles gently. 

She looked at you confused. Were you not upset? Weren’t you scared of her?

“I don’t want to ruin the moment but that’s incredibly fucking cool” you said softly. Your tone not matching what you said.

Natasha huffed out a laugh. Wanda, however, was not convinced.

“I- I did things. I hurt the team. I wanted to hurt them.” She started.

You just smiled.

“You’ve more than made up for it, I think” you said.

Natasha smiled at the interaction, nodding in agreement.

“And hey, you’re more than welcome in my mind anytime” You said, bumping shoulders with her.

Wanda frowned. “Are you sure? Aren’t you scared that I’ll read your mind? That I’ll control it or make you see things” she asked.

You shook your head.

“I know I’ve only known both of you for half a day but I already trust you with my life” You said simply.

“Thank you” Wanda whispered. “That means a lot to me”

You brought her in for a hug. She immediately relaxed. She smelled like vanilla. It was incredibly comforting. Eventually, you turned to Natasha, motioning her to join the hug. She rolled her eyes but joined the hug.

“You’re aware I was raised as an assasssin, right?” She said pointedly.

You just hugged the both of them tighter.

“Y’all are so fucking cool” You mumbled to yourself.

A while later, much to your disappointment, they bid farewell as they wanted to get ready for some team building exercises. Something you were apparently invited to. Nodding said bye.

As soon as the two of them stepped out they held hands.

“That woman sure is something” Natasha said with a content sigh.

Wanda giggled and nodded her head. Natasha raised her eyebrow.

“Got something to say Wands” she teased

Wanda in turn shoved her rolling her eyes.

“Nothing to say, princess” Wanda retorted.

Narrowing her eyes, Natasha grabbed Wanda’s arm and shoved her into the wall. Wanda’s breath hitched at the action. Causing Natasha to smirk and step closer until their noses were touching.

“Careful what you say, detka. Don’t forget whose in charge” Natasha husked out, slotting her leg between Wanda’s thighs.

Wanda whimpered and crashed her lips into Natasha’s. Natasha, in turn, bit Wanda’s lower lip causing wanda to gasp. Allowing Natasha to put her tongue in Wanda’s mouth. A soft moan left Wanda’s throat as she fisted Natasha’s t-shirt. Heat starting to pool in Wanda’s belly.

“Shhh kotenok. We don’t want y/n to hear how much of a slut you are, do you” Natasha whispered right next to Wanda’s ear, biting the lobe gently. Wanda shivered in return. Not realising that she had already started to rub her core against Natasha’s thigh, pleasure slowly made it’s way up Wanda’s body. Before they could go any further, your door opened.

“Oh by the way could someone show me where the team building activity is-“ You stopped in your tracks as you looked at what was going on. Wanda was breathing heavy, looking absolutely delicious. Your eyes widened and you backed up into your room and slammed your door shut after letting out an apology.

Wanda came to her senses and shoved her hand onto her face. Natasha on the other hand just chuckled.

“Guess the cat’s out of the bad” She said. “Come on, lets go somewhere where I can take care of you”

Wanda gulped and nodded. While she was embarrassed, she was also extremely turned on at the thought of you watching what happened. Grabbing Nat’s hand she dragged her to her room to finish what Nat had started.

In your room you were absolutely flustered. Your arousal at an all time high. Seeing those two in that position was exactly what worked for you. You fell into your bed. Unable to help yourself, your hands roamed your body, Touching yourself in places that felt oh so good.

These two were going to be the death of you

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[thewintersoldierdisaster]

a/n: had the little idea for the first half of this one late in the day sunday and couldn’t resist, even though it’s post-andrei’s birthday. BUT it’s @smileysvech ‘s birthday today so it functions as a little present for her and is the reason reader’s birthday is two days after andrei’s in the fic 🥰 HAPPY BIRTHDAY! 🥳 also this is my sixth fic in two weeks so i think i might take a beat to work on the next batch, but we’ll see - either way, there’s over 30k of svech fics for you to enjoy on my page 😂

word count: 1.8k

tw: birthday smut and extremely google-translated russian

summary: yours and andrei’s birthdays are two days apart and you celebrate

“Happy birthday to you,

happy birthday to you,

happy birthday, Mister Svechnikov,

happy birthday to you,”

you giggle, ruining the sultry, faux-Marilyn Monrone voice you had put on to sing to Andrei. You set the cake in front of him on the coffee table and watch as he closes his eyes to make a wish. He opens his eyes and blows out the candles, the light reflecting in his eyes briefly.

“What did you wish for?” You ask, obliging when he opens his arms for you to sit on his lap. You’re careful of his knee, the giant brace still makes you a little sad to look at, knowing it means he’s missing the fun part of hockey - the playoffs.

Andrei kisses the side of your neck, “can’t tell you. It won’t come true then.”

“Hmm, I guess that’s a good point,” you smile. “Birthday candle rules must be followed.”

His hand rests on your hip and you lean forward to grab two forks - since it’s just you and the cake is small, you’re not bothering with plates and knives. You spear a piece of cake onto your fork and Andrei darts his head forward to snag the bite. “Hey!” You exclaim, looking at your empty fork. “That was mine!”

He grins at you, “what’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine.” To demonstrate, he loads up his own fork and holds it to your lips, cake bumping against them until you open your mouth for the bite. You purposely moan a little, keeping the fork in between your lips. Andrei shakes his head at you.

“Little tease,” he pinches your side gently and you squeal. You wiggle in his lap and Andrei inhales sharply.

“Oh, I can tease with the best of them, Drei,” you murmur, looping your arms around his neck and biting gently on his earlobe. You can feel him, hot and hard, under your ass and you grin against his skin.

His arms tighten around your waist and you shift, dragging your ass over his erection. “Milaya,” he murmurs, voice hoarse, “it’s my birthday.”

“I know,” you shift on his lap so you’re straddling him. “That’s why I’m not wearing any panties under this dress,” you lean in and whisper in his ear.

Andrei groans, his erection like a steel rod against you thigh. The fork in his hand is gone, tossed onto the table somewhere, and he guides both hands under the hem of your dress, fingers finding your bare ass and squeezing. He kneads at your ass cheeks and you’re getting wetter by the second, sliding against the fabric of his basketball shorts.

“All for me?” He asks rhetorically, pulling you in and slipping one hand under your ass, his middle finger teasing at your clit.

“Mhm,” you hum, clenching around nothing. Feeling a little self-conscious, you carefully repeat the Russian phrase you’d learned for this moment, “Syad'te poudobneye i rasslab'tes', solnyshko.”

Andrei’s eyes fly up to yours and his smile widens. “Trust me, my love, I’m not going anywhere.” He chuckles a bit and kisses a line from your jaw down your neck. “It’s fucking hot when you speak Russian.”

You slip your hand under the waistband of his shorts and find him commando. “I can tell,” you smirk, wrapping your fingers around him and twisting your wrist a bit.

He groans, head dropping back against the couch. One hand grips your ass tighter and two fingers on the other hand find their way inside of you, curling gently, teasing. You clench around him and roll your hips, losing concentration a bit as you try to shove Andrei’s shorts down. “I…wait, this is about you,” you gasp, Andrei’s fingers filling you.

“Where else would I put my hand?” He replies cheekily.

“Be a good boy,” you admonish him gently, finally getting his waistband down so his cock can bounce free. You grin at him, stroking him with the fork pressure you know he likes. Andrei’s face goes slack and his mouth drops open a little. “Good boy,” you murmur when his fingers stop teasing you. They’re still stuffed inside of you, but you’re going to get up on your knees in a second and he’ll withdraw his hand.

Making sure his knee is still in a good position and you’re not going to jostle him too much, you lift up carefully and position him under you. “Happy birthday, Drei,” you murmur, sinking down on him, using his shoulders for leverage. His hands automatically find your waist, smearing your own arousal on your skin, and guiding you up and down. He kisses your neck and chest as you ride him, murmuring in Russian.

You clench around him, rolling your hips. Andrei trusts his hips up into yours and you worry about his knee, so you double your efforts, your thighs burning from the workout. His eyes are shut tightly and you feel his stomach muscles contract. “Hey, come for me,” you whisper, carding the fingers of one hand through his hair. “It’s your birthday, you get to go first.”

“No, no,” he groans, “together. It’s rude.”

His hand finds where you’re joined and he strums his fingers over your clit, fingers slipping with the combination of your desire. You moan, dropping your head to his shoulder and move faster, rolling your hips and reaching down to cup his balls. The combination of your hands and his sends both of you over the edge and you clench around him while he comes in you. You shiver from the aftershocks, draping over Andrei’s chest and shoulders while he holds you in place.

He softens and slips out of you, but you stay on his lap, the both of you a mess. You giggle and kiss his jaw. “I’m glad I brought the cake in before I sat on you,” you say, “now we don’t have to go anywhere for sustenance.”

“What if I’m still hungry?” Andrei asks, a glint in his eye.

“Well,” you tangle your fingers in the chain around his neck, “it’s your birthday, so you can eat whatever you want.”

“I was hoping you’d say that,” Andrei growls, carefully leaning you back on the couch and shifting so his head is in between your thighs.

You shriek-laugh, “your knee! Andrei, be careful!”

“I know what I’m doing, solnyshka,” he smirks up at you from between your legs. “I’m a professional.”

Because Andrei’s birthday this year fell on Whaler’s night, the team sends a care package that arrives on Monday. There’s a fresh new blue and green Whalers jersey that you promptly steal, a plush Pucky the whale, and a Canes flag that’s been signed by the fans wishing Andrei a speedy recovery. The note include mentions that it was a Twitter fan who organized the whole thing and Andrei’s extremely touched. He’s been so positive during the early days of his recovery and knowing that the fans are all behind him is only helping to keep his spirits up.

“Told you they love you,” you say, resting your chin on his shoulder while you read over all the names and messages on the flag.

He wipes the back of his hand under his nose and nods. “I just want to be good for them.”

“You are,” you kiss his cheek sweetly. “And you’ll be back better than ever.”

The next day is your birthday and Andrei starts it off right by eating you out before you’re even complete awake. You stroke his hair like he’s a pet and mumble, “I can’t believe I have to get out of bed now.”

Andrei kisses your stomach, resting his chin on your hipbone, “you’re only doing a half day, right?”

“Mhm,” you hum. “Still, you look fucking edible and I don’t want to put on pants.”

“I don’t want you to put pants on either,” Andrei laughs. His fingers tickle lightly against your inner thigh and you squirm. “But you’ll be back home before you know it.”

“You’re supposed to tell me to quit my job and that you’ll take care of my every whim,” you whine, breaking off into a laugh because you both know that he absolutely would take care of you if you asked. But you both also know that you’d go totally crazy if you just sat around doing nothing all day.

Andrei sticks his tongue out at you. “You’d be bored,” he says, patting your hip. “Better get up or you’ll be late.”

Despite your reluctance to get up, the morning goes by quickly - your coworkers bring you coffee and a breakfast pastry and they’ve decorated you office. Before you know it, it’s one and you’re driving back home with the windows down and Shania Twain blasting.

“Drei?” You call out kicking your sneakers off. “Where are you?”

“Kitchen!” He calls back and you find him standing at the kitchen island, frosting a cake.

All that registers is that he’s standing up and you frown, “aren’t you supposed to be resting?”

He looks up, smidge of frosting on his cheek, and waves the spatula at you. “I rested all morning and have been sitting most of the time. I needed to stand to finish frosting,” he explains.

It finally clicks that he’s making you a cake for your birthday and your heart melts. “Oh,” you smile softly, coming towards the island and casually pushing a stool under his ass so he’ll sit down. “You made me a birthday cake?”

“There’s even birthday coffee,” he grins, pointing at the Nespresso. Two thick mugs are sitting there, one with rainbow sprinkles on the top. You giggle, “I’m assuming that one’s mine?”

He nods, snagging your wrist in his hand so he can tug you in for a kiss. “Can’t do too much with the leg,” he mutters, “but coffee and a birthday cake I can do.” Andrei’s arms wrap around your waist and he squeezes you in a little hug.

You cup his cheeks in your hands and kiss him again. “Birthday cake and coffee with my guy is the only way I want to spend my birthday, Drei,” you grin, wiping at the frosting on his cheek with your thumb.

He wants to finish decorating the cake, so you pull up another stool and tell him about your day while he shakes the sprinkles over the top and sticks a few candles into the frosting. Opening a bakery isn’t even close to being in Andrei’s future, but he’s so cute while he decorates and he’s clearly having fun.

You prop your chin in the palm of your hand and watch him, a small smile playing at your lips while you imagine a future where Andrei is decorating birthday cakes for your kids, where your kids are helping him and eating more frosting than they’re putting on the cake.

“What?” He looks up, catching you watching him. His eyebrows draw together and he swipes at his face. “More frosting?”

“No,” you say, “you’re perfect.”

[oldworldwidgets]

DELILAH TIME DELILAH TIME

here she is. officially. my beloved fallout 4 oc delilah !!!! first piece done by @zetobii and the second by @leavingautumn13

i dont draw so all art of delilah comes from my dear friends who draw her for me/with their ocs and tell me i can post it OR from commissions. what i can do, however, is write <3 and make playlists and pinterest boards for visuals <3 so prepare urself <3

speaking of which, you can find her playlist here and her pinterest board here!! theyre chronological, so listening/scrolling in order should more or less tell her story too

ok so: her appearance, personality, stats, story, and some fun facts are here under the cut (its a lot fyi ok i just love her so much) pls enjoy

delilah lore (delilore?) be upon ye:

appearance:

24 years old, 5’10”

very fair skinned with bright green eyes and jet black hair

her hair is wavy and flows down to the middle of her back. she has one small braid behind her right ear

covered in freckles, from her nose to her knees. she has a tiny scar above her mouth from a past split lip and a slit in her opposite eyebrow from a past black eye

midriff is heavily discolored from past bruises - the pigmentation never fully went away - and marred with keloid scars from deep cuts from things she refuses to talk about. if her dress has a high enough slit, bruises can peek out near the very tops of her legs

large black kingsnake tattoo wrapping up a her left arm with its head near her shoulder and its tail near/on her hand

she can almost always be found in her wine-colored silk dress that reaches only about mid-thigh, nails manicured and lips painted to match. it has spaghetti straps and is loosely bodycon.

she wears stacks of gold rings (as many as possible, really) and dangly gold snake earrings

the only things she keeps on her person are the dagger and the gun strapped to her thighs under her dress. her gun was a gift from KL-E-0. it is a custom gold-plated, silenced 10mm. lilah named it "Mine"

stats:

if fo4 had a karma slider, lilah would land pretty firmly on evil. on a dnd alignment chart, think chaotic neutral or neutral evil

SPECIAL: 2, 8, 2, 10, 7, 4, 3

she's not strong nor has much endurance, but when you're as smart, perceptive, and charismatic as she is, you can charm people into carrying your stuff for you anyway.

her perks are party girl (alcohol/chem resistance), black widow (damage/persuasion against men), night person (higher int at night), and intimidation (pacify, instruct, and force opponents to attack). and deacon's cloak and dagger, of course.

personality:

cold, calculated, distant

cares about very, very few people (and even fewer things) but is fiercely loyal to those people. she's a railroad agent, but only because deacon cares about the cause and she begrudgingly cares about deacon

she and deacon clash. he refused to even vouch for her admission to the railroad. she gets along much better with glory, but she still gets assigned to run jobs with deacon because they keep each other in check and are deadly efficient as a pair (theyre also in love but they keep it a secret from everyone including each other)

she cares about very very few people but it fiercely loyal to those people. she is a railroad agent, but only because deacon cares about the cause and she "begrudgingly" cares about deacon (she cares literally so much do not let her fool u)

her moral compass is not magnetic. right and wrong is whatever she wants it to be. she takes no issue killing people if they wrong her. sexual harassment or subterfuge/targeted deception send marks to the top of her hit list.

her story:

her birth name is allie eden

she is not a sole survivor; she was born into the capital wasteland chapter of the brotherhood of steel. despite sentinel lyons' best efforts, delilah responded far better to scribe training than to combat training

she and arthur maxson were the only two kids in the citadel, and they became fast friends, even after the lyons pride crumbled and maxson was appointed elder.

he appointed her his sentinel, second in command, which she embraced until she saw how terribly the wasteland was faring under his leadership.

she promptly absconded and, because she had been so sheltered until that day, quickly lost herself to chems and alcohol.

months passed in, thanks to all the blackouts, what felt like hours. one night, allie woke up in a warm bed that she did not fall asleep in. a man named dante deangelo had pulled her body from a D.C. gutter and made sure she was safe.

in no time, they fell in love and decided to escape to the commonwealth. they found a small, basement apartment in goodneighbor and allie began tending bar at the third rail.

dante, slowly but surely, became more abusive. he left bruises and deep cuts on her body anywhere her third rail uniform would cover. she stayed, though, because she'd been raised by the brotherhood to believe that love was harsh and painful. to obey without question. to submit to authority.

eventually, she tired of that life and snapped, killing dante before he could leave any more marks on her. something... shifted. maybe it was allie eden who entered their apartment that morning, but it was delilah who left it that night.

KL-E-0, who was quite fond of allie and is far fonder of delilah, fitted her with pistol, Mine.

instead of hiding behind the bar like she had when she was with dante, she began to use it to her advantage. every dusty drifter with full pockets full of caps left her bar empty handed. but it wasnt enough.

she began targeting triggermen, who she knew were peddling chems for... someone in goodneighbor. the moment a man started flirting with her (which she hated), it was like a red dot sight appeared on their foreheads. she'd seduce them, take them back to her apartment, get her caps and chems and information, and the men would never be seen again.

morowski, goodneighbor kingpin, eventually approached her at work about his shrinking pool of chem peddlers. they struck a deal: he would slip her into his operation as his newest arm candy, and she would peddle his chems at her bar.

it worked flawlessly until morowski actually fell in love with her. go figure. unless, of course, that was lilah's plan all along...

while she's still participating in this farce with morowski, she meets drummer boy, who she ends up truly enjoying the company of even despite her general distaste for men. eventually, he convinces her to join the railroad with him

because morowski is in love with delilah, she has no issue squeezing information out of him when deacon asks her to: morowski is an institute informant. lilah quickly, uh, deals with that problem, and the next days, morowski is found dead in his office at the rexford. cause of death: self inflicted gunshot wound. what a tragedy.

because delilah was his "other half," his unofficial widow, she inherited morowski's whole chem operation

now, she happily spends her days directing the triggermen and tending her bar - for fun and for information, at this point, because she certainly doesnt need the caps. when she needs to run for the railroad or her beloved friends need her professional black widow skills, whitechapel charlie is "happy" to cover for her. as happy as he can manage, anyway.

fun facts:

she is terrified of storms, heights, and violent outbursts from people she trusts

her name comes from the bible story of sampson and delilah, where delilah is paid by the government to seduce sampson (a man of god) and tempt him to sin by telling her what gives him his inhuman strength. after three attempts, she is successful. sampson tells her that god gives him his strength through his hair. she then cuts his hair, which ultimately leads to his death. i mean what a bad bitch

she is still deeply unhappy even after she wraps goodneighbor around her finger because she still doesnt know who she is

she's skeptical of maxson's move to the commonwealth. she is very much on the run from him (and the bortherhood as a whole), and ham happily vets drifters for her to ensure theyre not undercover brotherhood before letting them into the bar.

she and maccready arent exactly "friends" but they harbor mutual respect for each other since they spend so much time together. mac had to call her off like a guard dog when winlock and barnes paid him a visit, so shes confident he would do the same if the brotherhood ever came knocking.

[untitledgoosegay]

trans femme/nb dedue

is a headcanon i hold close to my heart

he is at minimum strongly gender-nonconforming -- despite the protective shell (literal; it's made of steel plate and chain) he wears, his key interests are cooking, gardening, and sewing. this is not someone who aspires to be the big manly protector. moreover, he never talks about his relationship with his dad; if his bio page didn't mention that he was a blacksmith we would know nothing about the man. dedue only ever talks about his relationships with his mother and sister, and how that shaped his interests and the way he prefers to connect with people even now -- especially now that it serves as a way to preserve their memories. his mother taught him to cook.

in his ideal life, Dedue gets to stay home and make sure the people he loves can come home to good food and warm clothes and beautiful things ... but that life was severed at the root, right at the time where gender and sexuality start becoming increasingly unavoidable; there will always be the question of who Dedue would have been in that other, peaceful world, and it will never be answered

headcanon -- at fourteen Dedue was just starting to run into the mounting pressure to join his father as a blacksmith, and, correspondingly, running into his instinctive reluctance/resistance to do so. at the time Dedue didn't yet understand why, and couldn't verbalize what was wrong, and his dad is -- was -- even quieter by nature than Dedue, so it remained this unspoken but increasing tension. sooner or later it would have had to break, and they might have had a fight about it or it might have resolved more quietly; Dedue knows -- he thinks he's certain -- that his dad loved him, and that ultimately that would have mattered more than having A Son™ ...

... but he'll never get to know.

maybe in that other world he would have grown into a woman. maybe, with a version of masculinity he didn't find abhorrent, he could still have been a man. maybe he would have settled between, or to the side, or never been asked to define himself in that way at all.

but in the world-that-is, the world of the Tragedy, where he's the last surviving Molinaro and right hand to the crown prince of Faerghus, he's not exactly given time or space to think about his gender. in the aftermath, embedded in the heart of Faerghan power, still very much a grieving, terrified child, his preferred presentation is "whatever's safest," and he's trying his hardest not to have an identity at all. he's submerged in Faerghan masculinity -- in the standards of Faerghan masculinity applied to its nobles -- which is inextricable from Knighthood™ and which prizes violence, and that is absolutely not helping. it's hard to make any concrete statements about the version of masculinity Dedue was raised with, but I think it's safe to say it was very different. and Faerghan manhood is absolutely not something Dedue aspires to.

and that state of affairs holds until the timeskip, where he gets five years to finally reconnect with other Duscur people, other survivors, out of Dimitri's shadow and away from the constant crushing threat of Fódlan's nobility -- five years to reconstruct a sense of safety and a sense of self; to live as part of a community, in (relative) peace; to start thinking about who he wants to be, not just what.

& then ... ?

i think, if you asked him, and if he thought you were worth an honest answer, Dedue would say that he's not sure whether or not he's a man, but he did (does) want to be a wife.

in the world-that-is, rejecting manhood & claiming femininity is a private rejection of the world that assumes of him -- & thereby demands -- masculinity-as-violence, and stoicism, and sacrifice. it puts space between him and the outward-facing self he's constructed; it frees more space for the heart he keeps secret, separate and protected. the part of himself that is safe, and untouchable, and unassailably his own. it's a claim to the softness, warmth, and fragility that Faerghus denies not just him but everyone around him, that it refuses to acknowledge is necessary or absent. it asserts that he is not expendable; his duty is not to inflict and endure violence; he can be beautiful, and precious, and worthy and deserving of protection

i don't think he'd ever be 'out' to more than a handful of people -- his partner(s), his absolute closest friends. Maybe more amongst the people who saved him, but not many. Not so much out of fear or repression -- Dedue is just a private person by nature, which is unfortunate, given that he's found himself in an extremely public position. He prides himself on being a cipher to strangers (check his B-support with Sylvain); he prefers to keep very tight control over who knows anything personal about him, especially given how much of his life is in the public eye. He sure as hell does not want a whole continent's worth of people feeling entitled to an explanation of his gender which most of them won't get anyway. Knowing things about Dedue is a privilege and it is not one he grants lightly.

To whatever extent she's a woman -- i don't think she could define it herself; self-knowledge is not one of Dedue's strong suits -- it's reserved for the few people she feels truly safe with

[rural-arms]

I was looking over the Knight Ops skin for Red Hood in Gotham Knights (cause I absolutely want to cosplay it) and I noticed a few things about it when I looked closer

I looked at the wrappings around his knees and elbows. I was looking at that material and realised.

It's the same material as Bunker gear

Now, what is bunker gear? Bunker gear is a special set of clothing designed to be protective against a certain situation. The most common would be what firefighters wear.

The materials that bunker gear is made of is mostly Kevlar/Nomex, Southern Mills stuff and Breathe-Tex. Basically, stuff to make it water proof and fire resistant.

And when I looked closer at his gear, I noticed

He's wearing seperated for mobility

He's got a small sheet over his chest (which I assume is over another steel plate) for who knows what, and he's got a bit around his neck he can close up for added neck protection.

He's also what I assume to be Nomex gloves. This man is PREPARED for anything to be thrown his way.

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Process and Biology of a Guardian

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A Guardian is nothing more than a mechanically enhanced dragon, able to withstand much more wear and tear than your normal dragon could dream of.

When a dragon is selected to become a guardian, assuming they pass the required trials, they are gifted two main changes to their body: One, they are taken to an animus-enchanted object that gifts guardians bodies to no longer fall to time. Each structure has an object with such an enchantment, usually something that represents the tribe as a whole and is safely guarded. The enchantment only allows it to work on soon-to-be guardians, anyway.

The second main change is that their scales are replaced with some high-quality metal plating that perfectly reflects what their scales were. The metal is chosen and suited on a guardian-by-guardian basis, since some need it to be waterproof, fire resistant, stronger, more malleable, etc. (For example, Lilypuck's is mostly made of Stainless Steel since it needed to not rust in water, Garnet's has tungsten for a high heat tolerance since he breathes fire, etc) The dragons are usually induced into a coma-like state with sleepflowers and smokeberries, or other plants and animals, so that the process is smooth and painless.

^ Cross-section of Lilypuck

^ Cross-section of Garnet

Guardians are also usually given gifts of treasure, money, food, and accessories by the Wing as a congratulations and a thanks for their job, but they are also given one important gift from the royal family: Their helmet.

The helmets are many things, mainly a status symbol and a device of protection for their eyes, one of the most vulnerable parts of a guardian's body. When guardians are appointed, they are allowed to paint their symbol onto their helmet, which them goes on record as their official symbol. They may also choose what they want the arching antennae to look like, if they want any at all.

The glass screens of the helmets retract on command, if for whatever reason the guardians need the screens out of the way quickly (since taking the helmet off takes some time).

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

The process of becoming a Guardian is long and can be tedious to some. Not everyone is fit for the process, and only the strong can truly stand the life of eternal violence and bloodshed.

It starts when the guardian apprentice moves up to the guardian role to fill the void the previous one left. Then, one of the normal dragon guards in charge of monitoring who comes in and out is selected for special training to become the next guardian apprentice. Before this training even starts, they are given a health inspection to make sure they can handle everything, and while they are given a choice, it's heavily frowned upon to say no to the position.

Once a new guardian apprentice is made, their training begins with the current guardian, teaching them how scavengers and slugcats think, act, fight, and live. Some adventures include trips to the land below the clouds to see them firsthand, but most days are sparring with the guardian or getting lectured by them.

Common teaching topics are: Spotting small movements from afar, Aiming at a distance, The pack habits of scavengers, and how to abuse the fragile alliance scavengers and slugcats have.

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Sometimes, more than one apprentice is appointed, and for some tribes more than one is customary.

As the apprentices learn and grow alongside their mentors and develop friendships with the other guardians and apprentices, there eventually comes a time when the previous guardian dies or disappears in battle. When this happens, the apprentice(s) is given one last health check, to ensure that they're able to go through with the process. If there are more than one, they take the healthiest and most willing participant. If there are no suitable apprentices, they still take the best out of them and spend extra time boosting them mechanically.

The enhancing process begins with the soon-to-be guardian approaching the animus-enchanted object to gift them with the stronger bodies that won't tire to time, and they are given a day and night to think about what they want their helmet and symbol to look like. After that time, they describe it to a scribe, check the sketches over to make sure it's the way they want, and send it off while they themselves are sent to have their scales replaced.

The process of the scale replacing is long, delicate, and requires a dedicated team of dragons who spend their lives doing this kind of work. While animus magic shapes the metal for them, they don't always have an animus to replace the scales, which sometimes means carefully removing each scale and fitting the metal in it's place, then using enchanted bandages to make sure everything heals properly and as intended.

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The whole process takes around a moon to complete, during which time the guards of the structure are to defend from any incoming raids.

The Guardian is given a year or two to adjust to their new life before they are given new apprentices, and it all starts over again.

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[professorbumface1246899]

So I had a piece of shrapnel cut through my boot btw these are spike resistant jungle boots and it went through the steel plate so yeah if it went any where other than my boot I would have been fucked lol also it was from putting fire crackers in a pipe and throwing it in a fire but yeah next time I'm going to make sure to wear more protective gear

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