#because. because polyurethane

[secondbeatsongs]

I'm in love with durable wood finishes. you might say I'm...poly-amorous

#get it? #because. because polyurethane #anyway #a woodworking joke for you all #because! #I'm building a desk! #with some help I have cut the wood to the shape I need #next time the weather's nice I'll sand and finish it #I'm excited! #personal

[sleepnoises]

update on two months of learning how to weld once a week (ish): my project looks like something :)

once working in irl i changed like four different things about the legs, so my sketchup model was almost totally useless for cutting. looked neat though

#probably not crossbracing the back because like. it's fine #i have the top done except for polyurethane & i need to trim + stain + also polyurethane the keyboard tray #weld tag

[alizalayne]

Whats the ventilation and heat like in the suit head? I can't tell if it would be warmer or more cool to wear in compaison to a faux fur fursuit head. The only thing I worry abt is how durable needlefelting is and if it can be cleaned like a traditional fursuit head. That being said I really hope you continue making these, they're cool as hell 👍🔥👍

Okay first of all I'm super jazzed to be able to talk about this with people, and I kind of went overboard answering this, but thanks for asking! Putting this up in case anyone else is curious.

The main answers to your questions are 1: wool is cooler than acrylic fur and less stinky

2: A fursuit head is a swamp and i am snorkling in it.

I mentioned this in my behind the scenes post and there are pictures there but I literally just made a snorkel out of a snorkel mouthpiece and two collapsible automotive funnels, the kind that you can bend into a shape so that you can get goo into a weird part of your car.

that snorkel piece goes straight out of a vent hole in the inside of the ear and I felted a pink skin flap in front of it and then felted white fiber into that so it just looked like a tuft. it worked perfectly, it's just that I couldn't talk in it that well. But I'm definitely going to keep using it if I can't think of a better mouthpiece for it because as SOON as I breathed inside the head instead of through the snorkel I was like oh my god everyone is living in hell.

You can see it in this picture a little bit. nobody noticed it at all!

My friend had made a much more traditional head with a bigass electric fan in it and he was having more heat issues than I was, because I cannot stress enough that acrylic fur is like, one of the most horrifically hot fabrics you can wear. I don't know how everybody is even alive!! and there's a layer of ACRYLIC BACKING on it! Also check out how "short-pile" my fur is, most of the head is only an inch thick, it's a half-inch bucket head made out of foam covered in maybe 1/3 of an inch of wool? the less space you have between the fibers the less heat gets trapped. I was shocked by how comfortable I was, and I was having migraine symptoms that day and was extra sensitive to heat. The con where we were had the air turned down and it was chilly outside, but I was shocked when I took the head off and shook my hair out and I wasn't even sweating. I had long hair in a wig cap under that thing and I wasn't sweating. It was crazy.

As for cleaning the wool, I cannot find anyone else who has done this who has cleaning tips for me, but the foam is what I'm worried about. After a few hours of wear there's nothing wrong with the wool at all, but i can TELL the foam is ever so slightly nasty, because the foam is polyurethane and wool is what you make hiking socks out of. I have some wool cleaner coming in the mail that's made for delicate needlefelted items like scarves and deposits lanolin, which is what keeps wool "alive" kind of like how you have to care for leather. It's definitely an experiment! Nothing ventured nothing gained!

I don't have an idea in mind for a second head right now and the next thing I want to make is a cowl so I can wear lower-cut tops with this head, but I might try something else if I think of an idea! I'm probably never gonna sell these because I'm weird about selling sculptures for whatever reason. They're like my living beasts.

But I definitely hope this encourages other people who might be interested in bringing needlefelt or other fiber art sensibilities to this space, that would be a massive complement and a high honor to give people a new way to enjoy a hobby that I know means a ton to a lot of people.

#fursuit

[apas-95]

i do find the outrage over polyurethane clothing/"vegan leather" really funny because like. what exactly do you think chrome tanning does to the environment

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

Not currently sexually active, but curious.

I’m allergic to latex, what are the condom options like ? And lube options ?

lambskin, polyurethane, and polyisoprene condoms are all options if latex is off the table. personally I strongly recommend polyurethane internal condoms (often called female condoms, which I object to) for pretty much anyone, regardless of genitalia or allergies, because they're just super neat: they can be inserted in the vagina or anus up to 8 (!!!!) hours before sex and work exactly like an external condom from there; just have sex as usual and pull them out for disposal afterwards.

(note: don't double bag, as it were, by using an internal and external condom together; the chafing will weaken the integrity of both and make them more likely to tear.)

internal condoms also have the bonus of also protecting against STIs, which lambskin condoms can't do, and working with any type of lubricants, while polyisoprene condoms can only be used with water-based lube.

in terms of lubricants you're pretty good to go, as the vast majority of sexual lubricants don't have latex in them to begin with. so as long as you're matching up your lubricant appropriately to the type of condom you're using (again, polyisoprene is good with water-based only!), no worries.

#sex edventures 2024

[probablyasocialecologist]

“We are seeing a growing interest in cork as a sustainable material,” says Rui Novais, a materials expert at the University of Aveiro in Portugal. “Compared with materials like polyurethane foam [used for thermal insulation], products made with cork require less energy and produce less CO2 emissions.” The cork oak’s thick bark adapted to defend the tree from fire, making it a powerful insulating material that’s been used to shield fuel tanks on NASA spacecraft and electric car batteries. It’s also resistant to water and oil, and can withstand compression while retaining springiness. “It’s an extraordinary, renewable and biodegradable material,” says Novais. “It’s also very durable. It has been demonstrated that cork products remain virtually unchanged for more than 50 years.” Part of the carbon absorbed by cork oak trees is transferred to cork products, which can be used for long periods, repurposed and recycled. Several studies found that cork is carbon negative, meaning it can store more carbon than what is required to produce it. When cork planks are trimmed and punched to form natural cork stoppers, the leftovers are ground into granules and pressed together to form cork sheets or blocks. “Even cork dust is used to produce energy,” says João Rui Ferreira, secretary general of the Portuguese Cork Association. “It feeds the industry’s boilers and powers some of the production.”

[...]

Most of the cork produced in Portugal grows in the gently undulating hills and plains in the south of the country, in an ancient agroforestry system known as montado. This savannah-like ecosystem combines cork, holm oaks and olive trees with pastures, grazing livestock, crops and fallows. “The soil in southern Portugal is very poor, there is very little rain and temperatures are very high in the summer,” says Teresa Pinto-Correia, a professor at the University of Évora in Portugal specializing in rural landscapes and agricultural systems. “But this kind of system is productive even when resources are scarce and conditions are difficult.” For centuries, locals have preserved the montado because cork provided landowners with a source of income. This mosaic of habitats supports hundreds of species, including the Iberian lynx, the world’s most endangered wildcat, and the threatened Imperial eagle. One of the world’s oldest known cork oak trees, planted in 1783 in Águas de Moura, is known as “the whistler” because so many birds visit its large sprawling branches. Iberian pigs feed on acorns and goats graze the interwoven pastures. Interspersing cork oak trees with animals and crops can boost production and biodiversity, but also build soil, control erosion, retain water, combat desertification and sequester carbon, says Pinto-Correia.

#trees #forestry #cork oak #agroforestry #montado

[bomberqueen17]

switchplate covers update/tutorial

So the thing to keep in mind with this is that we gotta see how well the wear. A switchplate cover is a pretty high-traffic thing, and subject to a lot of wear. If these get too dingy I'm absolutely going to have to go buy fancy ceramic ones or something.

But. That said. Here is my final result, and below the cut is how I did this, partly because I want to remember how it worked LOL.

[Image description: A combo lightswitch/outlet with a black three-prong plug plugged into it, set into a white subway tile wall with a wooden breadboard leaned against it. The plate cover is painted with a mottled effect to look like a turquoise gemstone, complete with inset glitter to mimic the pyrite inclusions found in some raw turquoise.]

A better view of the glitter:

[Image description: Another turquoise-painted outlet faceplate on the background of a rumpled white dropcloth, my fingers visible tilting it toward the light so the flake glitter catches the light from the window.]

So I searched up for tutorials and found a few, each of which was like "can't believe nobody else has done this"; I'm sharing the most helpful one here. What was thee very most helpful thing, though, was the writer's pointing out that many different configurations of turquoise exist, so you can just pick a reference image and build off that. I did not in the end come very close to my reference, but decided instead to make it look sick as hell. LOL. I was just having too much fun doing whatever I wanted. So these are not super realistic! But then you wouldn't... make an outlet faceplate out of real turquoise, so I felt like I wasn't fooling anyone. Anyway--

How To Paint Faux Turquoise.

So the first thing I did was find some very fine-grit sandpaper (I think I got 320? I found a mostly used-up sheet of it in the basement and just used the unused edge from where it had been fastened around a block, LOL) and went over the whole front surface of each plate I was going to paint, and then I washed them with dishsoap and hot water and dried them with a dish towel, because I figured finger grease, hand dirt, and sanding dust would keep the paint from sticking. I started with white plastic ones, the kind you get for up to a dollar at the hardware store.

Then I got a plastic container lid, put dollops of various of my paint samples in it, dug out the craft paints I got cleaning out Auntie's basement and the sole tube of acrylics (Mars black) I could still find from the last time I did any painting, and went to town. The first couple, I did the pale shades and let them dry and came back to add the darker marbling. But then I was like, these are latex/acrylic, you don't have to build them in layers? So I just did the rest of them with all the shading in more or less one pass.

Acrylic art paint and latex housepaint are both water-based, so there's no conflict with using them intermingled. I've combined them before, I used to do a lot of sign painting and it works fine. Housepaint's runnier, idk. Don't mix oils and latex, is the thing to keep in mind; they just don't stick to each other real well.

I went to the art supply store to get some water-based varnish, because all i had was polyurethane and that's oil-based. It'd probably work as a topcoat but I was worried and the internet's advice conflicted. I wanted to go get better glitter anyway, so I did. I happen to live near Hyatt's All Things Creative, so I take every excuse I can get to go there.

I bought some sick-ass glitter (over in the resin pouring section, hell yes), and puzzled thru the various offerings. (@sassaffrassa's advice proved invaluable on this thank u.) I got just-- "Gloss varnish acrylic medium", the Hyatt's brand, for four dollars and sixty-nine (nice) cents, and then because I was feeling spendy, I also bought Krylon spray-on glossy varnish. Belt and suspenders, y'know? Also to make the brush strokes less obvious.

The critical thing, though, about the gloss varnish, is that it says right on the bottle that you can either incorporate it into the paint as a medium to enhance the sheen, OR brush it over the finished work as a protective coating. Dries absolutely clear. So I knew, THIS is how I'm attaching the glitter. I'd been thinking like, mod podge? elmer's glue? mix it into the paint? No.

[image description: the gloss varnish bottle. It is this product. The relevant text says "can be used either as a medium to enhance the sheen levels of acrylic paint or as an over-varnish on finished artwork to provide a non-tacky, protective gloss coating".]

So I carefully got open the little bottle of glitter (no sneezing! it was "white gold flake" style and cost eight bucks for like half a gram. to my knowledge it's not actually made of gold but it was priced like it was) and painted little fine patches of gloss varnish onto the spots I wanted glittered, and then used tweezers to apply glitter just in those spots, and mooshed them around with the little varnish-covered brush until they stuck where I wanted them. (I put them on the darkest bits of the veining, because that was what my source image looked like, mostly. I wanted to be really liberal but then I thought, no, a little pop of glitter is more exciting actually. Still not sure, but it does look good so. They say measure that shit with your heart but I went light because I figured I could add more later, and then I didn't.)

Then I came back at the end and painted more gloss varnish just over the glitter, just to make sure it was all really stuck down and wouldn't flake off with wear.

Let that dry for a couple hours, then used a larger brush to spread gloss varnish as evenly as possible over the entirety of each plate. It did leave visible brush strokes, which I didn't mind. The art shop guy suggested using a really soft brush to minimize that, and I was like "yah sure ok" but then, well, I didn't, I just used the brush I had.)

But then I let that dry overnight, and in the morning I put the plates all in my giant overspray cardboard box, and gave them each a liberal coating of the spray varnish. (Yes of course I have a giant cardboard box I keep in my basement to spray paint things in. I know it says use in a well-ventilated space but what I do, see, is I do that and then I leave the room, which is almost as good. LOL it's 24F and snowing I'm not doing it outside.)

That bottle says two hours until handling on it, so I left it two hours, and then I put up the plates that were in spots where the painting was done or wasn't happening, hence my example image being against a tiled wall.

The screwdriver immediately scratched the first one a little bit, but not super obviously. But I kind of would expect a screwdriver to scratch just about anything, so that doesn't mean much.

I won't guarantee how well these'll hold up but if you were interested in doing something like that, there's how it worked. (Hi, future me, you're welcome for writing it down lol.)

I'm sort of sorry for no more process pictures but honestly most of it was following whimsy and doing what I felt like and kind of drawing on what I hadn't realized was a lot lot lot of hours of past paint-handling in my life, so pictures wouldn't help anyone else recreate this. But it did remind me that I love to paint and should do that more. So, I'll try, I guess.

#about the author #kitchen remodel #crafting sorta

[ahedderick]

I've wanted cat shelves/architceture for a while, now, all the more because I have very high ceilings, 9ft/2.74 meters.

I got white shelf brackets, and my husband planed a wide board I found in the barn. It turned out to be sassafras wood, which smelled amazing when we ran it through the planer. I don't have to find studs in the wall, oddly, because the whole interior of the house was 'clad' in inch-thick boards over the studs before the drywall was put up. Obviously, I'll use a stud if I can find one, but for my purposes the boards will be enough.

It took two tries with drilling the pilot holes into the wall; my first attempt yielded holes that were just the tiniest bit too narrow for my screws. Second attempt worked. I set the shelves in place and marked underneath where I needed to drill the pilot holes (very shallow! Not al the way through) for those screws. The boards need a little sanding on the edges and a coat of polyurethane on the bottom, then we can attach them. The sassafras ought to be a pretty good match to the oak woodwork we have in the rest of the room.

"For me?" Marilla wonders. Well, as a matter of fact, yes. For you. to SHARE with the other cats.

#catblr #kitty cat #cats of tumblr #cat

[hellyeahscarleteen]

"At the present time, the United States now rules when it comes to sexually transmitted infections (STIs). And not in a Whoohoo, go USA! kind of way. You've probably also heard that the rate of sexually transmitted infections in people 15-24 years old is exceptionally high.

Figuring out why isn't tricky for those who work in sexual health. Some people will say this is because teens are having more sex than ever (not true: you're having less sex than teens a generation or two before you did), or because people are having sex outside marriage (a fine fairy tale for those who don't see lab results for STIs among some married people or who don't know about the history of STIs). But those of us who work in direct care know why STI rates are so high and why they're so disproportionate in young people right now.

It's primarily because so many young people -- and namely those in the 18-24 group, as younger teens are often better with condom use than people of any other age group --  are not using latex or polyurethane condoms and other barriers to protect themselves and their partners, or are not using them correctly and consistently."

[slushyseals]

What is your favorite seal? Comment below!

Part of this blog's goal is to educate people about the different kinds of seals, so if you aren't sure read on and pick a favorite!

Water based Latex Popular for residential use because of the ease of application and ability to adhere to most substrates. These can be painted on and are suitable for situations where gaps / voids are very small and movement is minimal. Latex is can be prone to shrinkage and can pull away from the substrate creating gaps, allowing water to penetrate. You will often find water based latex seals in freshwater such as Lake Ladoga or Baikal.

Acrylic These are UV stable making them suitable for exterior applications, and are not prone to shrinkage. Acrylics can be difficult to apply and cannot accommodate significant movement. Contrary to popular belief, acrylic seals don't actually eat crabs!

Butyl Adheres well to a broad variety of substrates but can be hard to apply due to their stringier consistency. They have poor resistance to abrasion and struggle to accommodate movements that introduce shearing forces. They are not suitable for demanding building applications. You can find them across all of the islands of Hawaii, but don't get close because they're endangered!

Polysulfide Excellent flexibility even at low temperatures with little shrinkage or UV degradation, and can be used for underwater applications. Polysulfides are more expensive than similar sealants and have a tendency to have higher levels of volatile organic compounds (VOCs). Though, a life expectancy of 10 to 20 years does compensate for the price somewhat. When most people think of seals, these arctic animals with their fuzzy white babies are in the top three!

Silicone Has excellent thermal resistance, good dynamic movement capability and good adhesion. They can be easily vandalised and tend to collect dirt. For certain substrates (such as stone), staining may also be an issue, in some cases making the use of primers a necessity. As weather proofing and air sealing applications silicones can be used structurally e.g. for bonding glass or metal to frames. Silicones are generally the most expensive but quality silicones have very good durability performance. These seals are often seen along the shores of La Jolla beach.

Polyisobutylenes Have similar properties to natural rubber but with improved durability, good resistance to chemical attack, and have very low permeability. These are commonly used as the primary seal for insulating glazing units (IGU) as they are capable of resisting the transmission of vapour and gases. The products are normally factory applied, rather than site applied. You can find Polyisobutylene seals all over the world, and they are the origin of Selkies!

Polyurethane Adhere well to the majority of different surfaces with little substrate preparation, and are generally the go-to choice for contractors. They have excellent resilience to abrasion and shear forces as well as having strong adhesion and movement capability. When male seals of this type reach maturity they gain a scent similar to gasoline! In fact, Ponsuke is a polyurethane seal!

No singular seal is universally superior or inferior to another. Some are simply better at certain applications than others are due to their innate physical and chemical properties. But we all have our favorites!

#seal #seals #pick your favorite #can you figure out the secret game...? #X3

[faolrougelune]

A test mini mask with holographic nail powders, holographic vinyl sheet, and a paint job to try to enhance the effect. Painted it at night between two bigger jobs, and forgot to post it ! They’re defects because it’s a test with a bunch of techniques mashed together, but I’m happy with the result anyway.

Acrylic paint, glossy varnish, nail powder, vinyl, on a polyurethane mini mask.

#fox mask #foxes #kitsune #kitsune mask #fantasy #yokai #mask #bjd #miniature #white #holographic #iridesence #iridescent #pearls #blue flame #galaxies

[tchallasbabymama]

Teamwork

Hello, my favorite sluts, whores, and harlots! This here is a little something something I started a year ago thanks to a request from @harleycativy for a Killmonger gangbang fic. I’m just now getting around to finishing it, and since it’s a oneshot and not part of a series, I figured I’d just go ahead and post it unedited. So, let me know what y’all think in your comments and reblogs, and let me know if you want to be tagged in anything! Also, check out my masterlist for more Black Panther fanfics. I have plenty of Erik, T’Challa, and M’Baku stories to choose from, and I have a Ramonda fic and a Nakia x Okoye fic on the way! Enjoy 😘

Word Count: 4,203

CW: smut

Raven walked in step with her boyfriend through the lobby of the luxury condo building, fidgeting with the tied belt on her knee-length trench coat. Her heart beat loudly in her chest with each step they took towards the elevators, and when the doors opened, all of her nerves returned full force.

“What if nobody wants me, Erik?” she blurted, and he looked at her like she had lost her mind.

“Girl, have you seen yourself?”

She looked away shyly, but he pulled her face back to look at him.

“Where’s this coming from? You was all hype in the car screaming Meg lyrics in my ear and shit.”

“I know, but it’d be pretty embarrassing to go to a sex party, and nobody wants to fuck me! What if-”

“Oh, I know my nigga Darnell is gonna want some.”

“Darnell?”

“Mhm. Probably Tyreke, too.”

“I can’t believe this is how I’m about to meet your friends.”

“We don’t have to do this, babygirl. We can go to dinner instead. I know you like that sushi place down the-”

“No, I want to, I’m just… just nervous, that’s all.”

Erik pulled her in for a kiss, and she let him control her body. 

“We can leave whenever you’re ready.”

Raven nodded and bit her lip, grabbing his hand and pulling him onto the very patient elevator.

“So how often do they have these parties?” she asked when the doors closed behind them.

“About once a month.”

“When’s the last time you went?”

“Before we started dating.”

“Why didn’t you mention it sooner?”

“Because if your ass wasn’t so damn nasty, it probably would’ve scared you off.”

Raven giggled and nudged his side. Her eyes flickered to the ascending numbers on the elevator control panel, and a high-pitched ding let them know they had made it to the top floor.

“Ready?” Erik asked, kissing the back of her hand. 

Raven took a deep breath and nodded before stepping off the elevator first and into the foyer of the penthouse. A tall man decked out in leather gear stood by the double doors that led into the party. 

“Test and invite?” He asked, and they reached for their phones. Erik pulled up the invite on his phone while Raven found the screenshot of their STI test results from three days before. The security guard checked the invite and their results and opened the door behind him to the festivities. A room full of naked and near-naked melanated people of all shades and shapes came into view, and Raven lit up like a kid on Christmas morning. 

She barely heard the guard as he ran down a quick list of rules, too entranced in the sight before her. Not only was the condo gorgeous in its own right, with floor-to-cieling windows and a view of the city below, but the salacious activities taking place under its roof had Raven’s thighs rubbing together for friction. Erik noticed the far-off look in her eyes and lightly nudged her, bringing her attention back to the guard.

“-polyurethane condoms and water-based lube provided in the glass bowls placed around the space. Lastly, there’s security at each door and walking around, making sure everyone is playing consensually and safely. If you cannot follow our rules, you will be removed. Understood?”

Raven nodded excitedly, making Erik chuckle.  

“Yeah, we got it.”

“Coat check to the left.” The guard gestured towards the woman in a black latex catsuit stationed by the open coat closet.

They thanked him and made their way over to the coat check with Erik’s hand steadily at the small of Raven’s back to guide her. Otherwise, she’d have stopped and stared at the fine-ass specimen that was currently suspended by ropes in the middle of the room, enduring pleasurable tortures hurled his way by a very short woman in very tall pleasers. 

“Oh my god, is that Killmonger?” a high-pitched voice sang loudly.

Raven tore her gaze away from the show and allowed her eyes to rest on the coat check girl’s wide smile.

“You know it. What’s up, T?”

“Shit, not much. The usual. I see you brought a friend this time.”

“Yeah, this is my girl, Raven. Raven, meet Tara. She’s one of the people that keeps this show running.”

“Nice to meet you,” Raven said shyly.

“And you! Kill’s never brought a girl here before. You must be something special.”

“She is.”

Erik kissed her temple, and Raven melted into him.

“First time at a party like this?” Tara asked.

“How can you tell?”

“You just look a little nervous, but you’re in good hands. Promise.”

“Thanks.”

“You just gotta do one thing first.”

“What’s that?”

“Get rid of that coat, sis!”

Raven laughed as she untied her belt, and Erik helped her out of her trench, his eyes bugging out of his head when he finally got a glimpse of what she was wearing underneath. A black lace bustier and thong covered her body, but it was the thigh-high stockings being held up by delicate garters that made Erik’s engine purr.

Tara wolf-whistled and motioned for Raven to do a spin.

“You sure know how to pick ‘em, Kill.”

“Mmmhm,” Erik agreed, his eyes raking up and down Raven’s voluptuous form as he undid his own coat and handed it to Tara, blessing the room with the view of his nearly-naked body. 

“Oop, I know that look. Y’all have fun,” Tara giggled and waved goodbye. 

Erik’s hand found its way to the small of Raven’s back again, and he led her into the fray.

“Let’s go watch-”

“Nah, come here,” he rumbled in her ear and pulled her back into him and onto his lap as he sat down on the closest available loveseat. Just as he began to pry her legs open and dip his fingers into her wetness, a deep voice interrupted them – well, not really. Nothing was going to stop Erik except for Raven, and she was more than ready to get down to business.

“Yo, is that my nigga Kill?”

Raven looked up just as Erik began to play with her clit, and her eyes widened at the naked man before her.

“Nell?!”

“Ray?!”

“The fuck?!” Erik looked between them.

“Uh, Erik, this is my ex from college.”

“You’ve gotta be shitting me.”

“No, yeah, we, uh… y’all together now?” Darnell asked awkwardly.

“Yeah, it’s been about five months. So, um, how are you?”

“Nah, fuck that small talk. How long were y’all together?”

Erik’s grip on her waist grew tighter with each word. 

“Two years.”

“But that was like a decade ago.”

Erik’s brow remained furrowed. Something about his girl having been with his friend before left a bad taste in his mouth. Raven could feel the tension in his body and placed her hand on his face to get him to look at her.

“What’s wrong?”

“He doesn’t like knowing other people played with his toys,” Darnell chuckled, and Raven shot him a look that shut him up before turning back to Erik.

“Baby, the whole point of tonight was so I could experience my fantasy, right?”

“Mhm.”

“And you even said he’d want some-”

“Yeah, but that was before I knew-”

“This changes nothing. We had a good run ten years ago, but we can put that behind us and be adults and just have some fun.”

Erik eyed her silently.

“You just nasty and wanna get dicked down.”

A devilish smile curled Raven’s lips.

“That’s why you love me.”

“You right,” Erik sighed before looking up at Darnell. “My bad, bruh.”

“No worries, man.”

“So, Darnell, I’ll get straight to it. He brought me here because I’ve never had sex with multiple partners, and that’s something I want to try. Since I know you, and I’m comfortable with you, would you want to join us?”

“I mean, if Kill’s cool with it, then hell yeah. I’m down.”

They both looked at Erik expectantly, and he responded with a nonchalant shrug.

“The lady gets what the lady wants.”

“Then… can I get a couple more?”

“Anything you want, babygirl,” Erik cooed into the crook of her neck. 

“Hmm,” Raven hummed as she looked around the room at the naked and almost naked bodies around them. Some were coupled or grouped up and messing around right in the middle of all of the action, whereas others were sneaking off for privacy. Her eyes fell on a corseted woman with a large golden afro on the other side of the room, pegging a man over the arm of a couch, and she began to drool a little at the way the woman’s tits bounced with each impact. 

Erik followed her line of vision, and a smirk crossed his face when he saw who she had been looking at. He had a hunch that Raven wasn’t as straight as she thought she was, but he never pushed. The way she complimented women was definitely more lustful and less reverential than she thought, but she swore she was straight… he knew she’d figure it out eventually.

“You like what you see?” he whispered in her ear, breaking her from her trance.

“Wh- no, I just-”

“Wish you were that nigga she’s digging out.”

Raven looked away shyly, her religious upbringing making it difficult for her to articulate her feelings.

“It’s ok if you do, you know.”

“What makes you think I’m not interested in being the pegger?”

“Your sub ass?” Erik laughed, and she poked him in his ribs. Darnell simply smiled at the interaction, just happy to see his ex and his friend getting along so well.

“Shut up.”

“Make me.”

Raven looked back at the sudden change of his tone. His voice had gotten raspier and deeper, and there was a growing appendage beneath her thick thighs. They locked eyes once more, and both found heat behind the others’ irises before their lips were pulled together like magnets. Raven’s hips rocked back and forth on Erik’s lap, and he slapped her ass, making her moan into his mouth.

Darnell leaned against the wall next to them, just watching while his dick hardened. Raven reached her hand out to him, and he took it, allowing her to make him sit down next to Erik, who felt the movement but didn’t stop. His hands were busy gripping Raven’s ass, and his mind only focused on her until she pulled back from their kiss and looked over at Darnell, then back at him. Erik nodded, and Raven smiled before pulling Darnell into a kiss next while still straddling Erik. Erik began fingering her, and her hips continued to wind on his lap while she trailed her fingers down to trace Darnell’s throbbing length. 

“You gonna suck daddy’s dick?” Erik asked with his fingers deep inside her, making her moan into Darnell’s mouth. “That’s not an answer.”

His free hand found its way to her braids and pulled her head back to look at him.

“I asked you a question, Raven.”

Her lips were swollen and wet, and her eyes held a certain desperation as they made contact with Erik’s piercing gaze.

“Y-yes.”

“Then suck it,” he ordered before smacking her exposed ass and pulling his fingers out, making a big show of cleaning them off. Raven was on her knees not a second later, already pulling his hefty dick out of his designer boxer briefs. She began to salivate at the look of it, the veins along it calling to her so much that her tongue found its way to one. She traced it teasingly and smirked when he shuddered at the feeling. After teasing him with her tongue, she took him down her throat in a feat Darnell could only marvel at. When they were together, Raven wasn’t a fan of sucking dick, but it seemed that things had changed over time. 

“Shit,” Darnell cursed under his breath, but Raven heard him. She looked over at him and winked, making his dick come alive.

“You like having him watch, huh?”

Raven hummed in response around Erik’s length as she bobbed up and down from base to tip.

“You wanna suck his dick, too?”

“Mmmmh,” Raven all but growled, making Erik laugh.

“You nasty.” He pulled her head off of him and made her look him in the eyes. “Aint you? Say it.”

“I’m nasty.”

“Damn right you are. Now suck his dick while I see where Reke’s ass is. He’s gonna want some, too.”

Erik let her hair go, and Raven shuffled over to kneel in front of Darnell, wasting no time before engulfing him in her mouth.

“Shit, Ray!” Darnell cursed as his nails dug into the armrest.

“Yeah, that’s my girl,” Erik said with a smile while he scanned the room looking for Tyreke. As if Erik manifested his presence, the man in question emerged from a private room with a beautiful woman on his arm. 

“Damn, is that S-shayna?” Darnell stuttered through gritted teeth as he tried to hold onto his composure.

“Sure the fuck is. Yo, Reke!”

Tyreke turned towards Erik’s voice and flashed a blinding smile before kissing his partner goodbye and making his way over through the sea of intertwined bodies.

“Glad y’all’s late asses could finally make it,” he teased, dapping up Erik.

“Yeah, yeah, nigga, whatever. Reke, this here is my girl, Raven.”

Raven pulled off Darnell’s dick with a pop and smiled up at Erik’s other friend.

“Hi,” she said with a little wave as spit dripped down her chin.

“Hi, yourself,” Tyreke responded, his hungry eyes taking in every inch of Raven’s curvaceous body before turning back to Erik. “Since when do you share?”

Darnell chuckled as Erik narrowed his eyes.

“Since now, nigga. You want in or not?”

“Hell yeah! What’s the move?”

Erik turned to Raven, still on her knees in front of Darnell, and held her chin in his hand.

“What you wanna do, babygirl? We could find a room-”

“Let’s stay out here.”

Erik raised his eyebrows.

“You sure?”

“Mhm. I want people to see us.”

“You nasty bitch,” Erik smirked before leaning down and placing a sloppy kiss on her lips. “Show Tyreke what you can do, babygirl.”

Raven’s eyes darted to Tyreke’s before slowly trailing down his body to the barely-contained erection poking out of his silk boxers. Seconds later, her lips were wrapped around his bulbous head, and the salty taste of his pre-cum graced her tongue. 

Her heart nearly beat out of her chest when Erik stepped closer with his dick in hand and placed it against her lips. She worked Tyreke’s dick with her hand while she sucked Erik’s and fondled Darnell’s balls with the other hand. 

“That’s right, babygirl, take care of daddy.”

Raven lost track of time switching between the three comparable, but very different, erections. Tyreke curved slightly to the left and was shaped like a thick-stemmed mushroom, his light brown skin a shade or two darker on his dick than the rest of him. Then, there was Darnell, a clean-shaven straight shooter with a pair of juicy balls that Raven remembered used to slap her pussy with force when they had sex. Lastly, was Erik. He wasn’t nicknamed “Killmonger” for nothing; that dick was a thick, veiny, uncircumcised monster that took no prisoners and regularly had Raven begging him for mercy.

A thumping between Raven’s legs made her hips wiggle in search of stimulation, and Erik let out a dark chuckle as he watched her squirm with Darnell’s dick down her throat. He reached out and grabbed her braids, pulling her head back and making her look at him.

“You ready?”

Raven nodded.

“Use your words, Raven.”

“Yes, daddy.”

Erik helped her to her feet and sat her down on the loveseat next to Darnell before dropping to his knees and spreading her legs wide, draping one over the arm of the chair and the other on Darnell’s lap. He pushed her thong to the side and dug into his meal like a starving man. He focused his plump lips on her sensitive bundle of nerves while he fingered her with one hand and played with her purple jeweled buttplug with the other.

Raven screamed to the heavens as Erik brought her to orgasm, and seconds later, his mouth was replaced by another. Tyreke went next, dragging the flat of his tongue from her taint to her clit, collecting all the juices she had just let loose. Not to be left out, Darnell busied himself by pulling Raven’s breasts from their lace prisons.

They had garnered the attention of a small crowd when Raven’s moans hit a certain decibel, and she happened to lock eyes with the woman in the strap that she had been watching earlier. 

Erik noticed the short exchange, and bent down to whisper in her ear, “You want her to lick your pussy?”

Raven’s eyes blew wide for a second, but her panic quickly subsided, and she nodded shyly.

“Yes.”

“Aint nothing wrong with that. Say it with your chest.”

“I-I want her to eat me out. I want to know what it’s like with a woman.”

“Sure thang, babygirl.”

Erik sauntered over to the woman, dick swinging between his toned thighs. 

“My lady likes you. What’s your name?”

“You can call me Honey,” she cooed with a voice that matched her name.

“Bet. You down, Honey?”

Honey looked him up and down before crossing her arms over her chest.

“I got rules.”

“Let’s hear ‘em.”

“I’m only here for pussy and ass. No dick.”

“Respect. This is all for her, anyway.”

Honey uncrossed her arms and nodded in approval, making Erik’s dimples sink into his cheeks, and his golden slugs shine in the dim lighting. He gestured for her to lead the way, and Honey breezed right past him, making her way over to Raven without breaking their eye contact. She tapped Tyreke on the shoulder, and he looked up at her with a soaking wet beard.

“I got it from here, big boy.”

Tyreke nodded and got up to sit on the arm of the loveseat, grabbing Raven’s other leg so that he and Darnell both held one. 

“What’s your name, beautiful?” Honey asked as she squatted in front of Raven’s delicious-looking pussy and reached out to caress her wet, already swollen lips.

“I’m Raven.”

“I’m Honey.”

“Nice to- oh my god!”

Honey wasted no time at all burying her face between Raven’s legs, and she was sure she felt herself ascending to another plane of existence the moment the other woman’s tongue flickered over her favorite spot. It didn’t help that Darnell and Tyreke were stimulating her nipples, and Erik stood off to the side, smirking while he stroked himself. 

Raven tried to focus on the grip she had on Darnell and Tyreke, but her hands flew to Honey’s golden afro to anchor herself. It felt like mere seconds passed before her juices were raining down Honey’s chin.

Honey pulled back to look at Raven’s pussy as it contracted hungrily around her fingers, and Raven pulled her into a steamy kiss. 

“Can I fuck you with my strap?” Honey asked against her lips, and Raven nodded vigorously.

Erik already had the condom ready, so he handed it over and watched as Honey rolled it down her purple shaft. His friends let go of her legs, and Raven slid down to her knees, opening her mouth wide for Honey, who gladly obliged. Even though Honey couldn’t feel the fellatio, the vision of having a beautiful woman on her knees for her made her pussy thump. She grew impatient, and moments later, her strap was sliding into Raven’s depths while the braided beauty posed on the couch with her ass up for the taking. 

“Damn, look at that grip,” Tyreke commented, staring at the way Raven’s lips seemed not to want to let Honey go.

“Greedy pussy having ass bitch,” Erik growled, his hand still stroking his length as he watched his girlfriend get absolutely railed by a woman none of them knew. 

Raven heard him and turned in his direction. She tried to send him a smile, but Honey hit a spot near her cervix that made her release a moan from the depths of her soul. The sound traveled straight to between Erik’s, Darnell’s, and Tyreke’s legs, and all three of them moved to get in on the action.

Honey pulled out and flipped Raven over in one swift motion, and the men put Raven’s mouth and hands to use. 

“There you go,” Erik encouraged her as she looked up at him with Darnell’s dick in her mouth and tears forming in her eyes. 

Raven was in heaven with their hands roaming all over her body, and her holes filled. She didn’t even notice their growing audience; all that mattered was the four people currently making her feel like a goddess of sex. 

When she came on Honey’s strap, Erik’s husky baritone tethered her to the physical.

“How you feeling, babygirl?”

Darnell moved his dick out of the way so she could speak.

“Great,” she heaved out, trying to catch her breath.

“Wanna keep going?”

“Yes, daddy.”

“Aight, bet.”

Erik lifted her and sat down on the loveseat with his hips just barely on the edge of the cushion, placing her in his lap and sliding her down his bare erection. She allowed him to thrust up into her with his powerful thighs, and her hands grazed the keloid scars on his chest as she held on for dear life.

“You know this pussy is mine, right?” he growled in her ear.

“Yes, daddy.”

“Good. Now, I know what you want, but you ain’t getting it from me until you take care of them first. Understand?”

Raven pouted, but nodded her head, making Erik slap her ass.

“Words.”

“Yes, daddy!”

“That’s more like it,” he grinned as she bounced up and down on his dick. “Who you want in that ass first?”

Raven looked between the other three, and her eyes fell back on Honey. Without saying a word, she beckoned her over with a “come hither” motion, and leaned forward so that she and Erik were chest-to-chest. Erik reached around and pulled out her bejeweled plug, and Honey wasted no time in making sure Raven was filled to the brim.

“Fuck!” Raven cursed as she held onto Erik’s shoulders.

“Uh-huh, that’s right. Take that shit.”

Honey and Erik had Raven’s voice bouncing off the walls, and when they switched positions so that Darnell and Tyreke could have a go, she nearly dehydrated herself from all the squirting she ended up doing from the overstimulation. 

Raven wasn’t sure how much time had passed. It could’ve been ten minutes or ten hours for all she cared. All that mattered was the intense pleasure she felt from being the center of attention.  Even with all the distractions, her mind was already plotting on the next time. She wasn’t quite ready to try eating pussy yet, but she was curious enough to catalogue it for a later date. Especially if Honey could be involved.

Erik, always one to look out for his girl, noticed after a while that Raven was starting to tire out from the constant arousal, so he pulled his dick from her mouth and grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look up at him while she bounced on Darnell’s dick. Her ass was covered in his and Tyreke’s semen, but Erik had been holding on for the grand finale.  

“You’ve been so good tonight. Ready for your reward, babygirl?”

Raven’s tired eyes lit up.

“Yes, daddy,” she slurred, making him chuckle.

Erik lifted her off of Darnell and wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing her back into the wall and sliding his uncovered dick into her depths. Raven held on to his neck as he pounded into her, and with every second that passed, they both climbed higher and higher to their peaks. Raven reached hers first, her body clenching around his dick as a wave of pleasure rippled through her body. 

After holding onto his nut for so long, Erik was pulled right along with her, and Raven moaned in his ear as she felt his essence spilling out of his twitching length. As if his orgasm flipped a switch inside her, Raven’s body went limp in Erik’s arms.

He sat down on the couch next to Darnell as the crowd around them dispersed. Pretty soon, all that was left standing around were just the lucky few who got a taste of Raven that night. Erik stroked her braids while Tyreke went to go find some refreshments for her to eat, and Honey massaged her tired legs while Darnell put a water bottle to her lips for her to rehydrate. When Tyreke returned with a charcuterie plate, Erik fed her little by little. 

They stayed like that until Raven found the strength to move, a lazy smile plastered on her face. She looked around at her love and her play partners, and realized she’d never be able to go back to her old vanilla life. Raven was a changed woman.

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[memetrash-coyote]

What fucking hot garbage nonsense are companies trying to pull when they're like "we use vegan leather :) we're eco-friendly :)" like the hell you are you green-washing bastard. Vegan leather is just fucking polyurethane! It's plastic! From oil! That's the fucking opposite of eco-friendly! Not only that, it falls apart like a bitch. How many headphones get tossed because their pleather ear cushions flake off? How many sofas get sent to the curb for just becoming the fabric layer on the seats most used? Shoes that wrinkle like a hairless cat with just a couple of steps. Fucking horse shit to claim it's eco-friendly.

[adiwan]

Recently I was helping out clearing a house and while taking out the old furniture out my eyes fixed on a little box in the corner. It was a wooden box from a sparkling wine producer called "Matheus Müller". The old owners of the property liked drinking alcohol. The box was empty and in a good shape, except from some minor discoloration from age because the wood had no varnish on it to give it any protection.

I have no idea what it contained in the past but I knew what it could contain in the future: my miniature paint! My paint was stored in a rather small box that was way too small for the paint I gathered over the years. As you can see in the picture above it's not a little amount. I just needed to expand my storage.

When I got it home the first thing was to get my hands dirty and use sand paper to get rid of the wood discoloration and a huge printed picture. Removing it was quick and the over all cleanup of the surface made it instantly more pleasant. As much as a depiction of a scene with a river with boats and a castle in the background in poop brown has its charm I wanted to give way to a more cleaner look. After that I gave the box a good layer of matte wood polyurethane varnish that I still was good. I prepared a stencil of the D&D logo and printed it out with my 3D printer and used it to airbush a good layer of black primer in the hopes it sticks well enough the the varnish. I wanted an extra protection in case I messed up the stencil part but luckily it was OK. I had some problems as the air pressure of the airbrush lifted parts of my stencil. For my first attempt I'm satisfied. Originally I wanted to put another red layer on top of that but I chickened out and the black was good enough for me.

For the inside I had the idea to use the Gridfinity system. It is an open source system that uses a grid to keep inserted bins and other types of inserts in place when the whole thing is tossed around (within reason of course). I downloaded this file for the grid and bins and this one for my paint in drop bottles. I could print bigger inserts but firstly I wanted to get rid of ABS filament that warps too much if it were any bigger and secondly I wanted to keep it small enough if I wanted to reconfigure the inside of the box in the future. The ABS filament was a huge pain to print out to begin with. It was the cheapest filament imaginable as it was part of a 3D pen. Not only gave me the filament head aches from the fumes but also many many many print failures due to extreme warping and the filament breaking apart.

The only thing that I can rant about is the AWFUL Citadel paint. It dries up way too fast. The STUPID tubs don't seal well enough and it's TEDIOUS to get paint out without contaminating the paint with other paint. It's another story for another time. As soon as I empty the Citadel paint I won't buy anymore of them. This is why I didn't made any special inserts for them.

Despite all the problems I had I am somewhat OK with the result. Yeah... I see the flaws at every corner and step I made, the prints aren't as clean as it could be but I made something from stuff I was already getting rid of for something another one wanted to get rid of. I rather have it at the state it already is instead of chucking it into the bin and doing all the work all over again for minor flaws that don't impede the functionality and practical use of the box.

#miniature painting #storage #3d printing #gridfinity #airbrush #dnd #dungeons & dragons #my art #recycling #upcykling #rant

[diabolus1exmachina]

Porsche 928 

Slumping sales of the 911 in the mid-1970s seemed to confirm that the model was approaching the end of its economic life cycle. Fuhrmann envisioned the new range-topping grand tourer model as being the best possible combination of a sports coupé and a luxury sedan. This would set it apart from the 911, with its relatively spartan interior and true sports car performance. The targets were that the car had to compete on par with offerings from Mercedes-Benz and BMW while also being successful in the United States, Porsche's main market at the time.

Several drivetrain layouts were considered during early development, including rear- and mid-engine, but most were dismissed because of technical and legislative difficulties. Having the engine, transmission, catalytic converter(s) and exhaust all cramped into a small rear engine bay made emission and noise control difficult which were the problems Porsche had with the 911. After deciding that the mid-engine layout did not allow enough room in the passenger compartment, a front-engine, rear-wheel drive layout was chosen

The finished car debuted at the 1977 Geneva Motor Show before going on sale later that year as a 1978 model. Although it won early acclaim for its comfort, power and futuristic design, sales were slow. Base prices were much higher than that of the previous range-topping 911 model and the 928's front-engined, water-cooled design alienated many Porsche purists.

The 928 featured a large, front-mounted and water-cooled V8 engine driving the rear wheels. Originally displacing 4.5 L and featuring a single overhead camshaft design, it was rated at 219 hp (163 kW; 222 PS) for the North American market and 240 PS (177 kW; 237 hp) in other markets. Porsche upgraded the engine from mechanical to electronic fuel injection in 1980 for US models, although power remained the same. This design marked a major change in direction for Porsche (started with the introduction of the 924 in 1976), whose cars had until then used only rear- or mid-mounted air-cooled flat engines with four or six cylinders.

Porsche utilised a transaxle in the 928 to help achieve 50/50 front/rear weight distribution, aiding the car's balance. Although it weighed more than the difficult-to-handle 911, its more neutral weight balance and higher power output gave it similar performance on the track. The 928 was regarded as the more relaxing car to drive at the time. It came with either a five-speed dog leg manual transmission, or a Mercedes-Benz-derived automatic transmission, originally with three speeds, with four-speed from 1983 in North America and 1984 in other markets. For the first generation cars, 1978 & 1979, the majority of cars were fitted with the less expensive 5 speed manual gearbox while the optional 3 speed automatic was much scarcer. As the model years continued, this ratio evened out and then finally more cars had the automatic transmission. The exact percentage of manual and automatic gearbox cars for the entire production run is not known.

The body, styled by Wolfgang Möbius under the guidance of Anatole Lapine, was mainly galvanized steel, but the doors, front wing, front fenders, and hood were made of aluminium to save weight. It had a substantial luggage area accessed via a large hatchback. Newly developed polyurethane elastic bumpers were integrated into the nose and tail and covered in body-coloured plastic; an unusual feature for the time that aided the car visually and reduced its drag. Another unusual feature was the pop-up headlamps which were based on the units found on the Lamborghini Miura and were integrated into the front wings.

Although it never sold in the numbers Fuhrmann envisioned, the 928 developed an avid following and had an 18-year production run.

#Porsche 928 #Mercedes-Benz #911 #BMW #Geneva Motor Show #Lamborghini Miura #Wolfgang Möbius

[materialsscienceandengineering]

New technique can capture or reuse CO2 as a chemical source for the production of sustainable plastics

A team led by chemists at the University of Liège has developed a new polyurethane production technique using CO2 to create new types of easily recyclable plastics. The study, published in the Journal of the American Chemistry Society, could provide a solution for the development of truly sustainable plastics. Commodity plastics have transformed global industry. Whether in construction, clothing, vehicles or food packaging, these plastics are everywhere in our daily lives, so much so that their global use has been estimated at around 460 million tons in 2019. "This number is staggering, but not surprising, because plastics, also known as synthetic polymers, have met a large success thanks to their irreplaceable characteristics: they are light, cheap and incredibly versatile," explains Christophe Detrembleur, chemist at the Center for Education and Research on Macromolecules (CERM) of the University of Liège. "However, the fact that they are difficult to recycle, or even impossible to recycle in the case of thermosets, has serious consequences."

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#Materials Science #Science #Carbon dioxide #Plastics #Polymers #Materials processing #Recycling #University of Liege