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The Arrangement (1)

Summary: You managed to convince Astarion not to go through with the rite of profane ascension. He remains a vampire spawn, and you now offer your blood from time to time to help with his sanguine hunger until a solution is found. Even though you had both decided to stay as friends back in Moonrise Towers, lines begin to blur once more as other cravings come to the surface… and things with Astarion are seldom uncomplicated.

Pairing: Astarion x female!Tav

Word count: 6k

Warnings: 18+. Endgame spoilers. Blood drinking. Mutual pining. Biting. S*xual tension. Mentions of past trauma.

Series masterlist . AO3

"He's upstairs."

You nodded curtly, but before you could turn in your heels and head to the wooden staircase, you felt a hand grip at your arm.

"He hasn't been paying his due," Bork, the Blushing Mermaid tavern's publican, said with a rise of his brows.

"Noble room again?"

"Yes."

As expected. Astarion would sooner be caught dead again than having to stay at a merchant or peasant room.

He adored all things lavish and that extended to his accommodations, naturally.

"I'll cover for it," you said, snatching your arm away. "How much?"

He bared his yellow teeth. "Thirty gold pieces."

You felt Shadowheart's burning gaze on you. She didn't approve of you cleaning after him. Especially since her protective instinct dragged her along with you every single time.

"Very well," you said through gritted teeth, rummaging through your pouch, and handing him the expected amount. 

"Good," the older man said with a twirl of his kitchen knife. "If your pale friend does it again, he's done for."

Threats like this would usually warrant you to bare your dagger or cast a less friendly spell, but you couldn't afford to cause a scene.

Not in front of so many onlookers. 

You felt Shadowheart briefly tense up by your side. "Do hurry up. I shall wait for you."

Nodding, you gave her an assuring nod before heading up the staircase. 

The first floor was reserved for the highest paying customers, and it was heavily decorated and with candles spreading along the narrow corridor.

You paced quickly along the wooden floor, already knowing where to find him.

Room 7.

At this point, you were already over common pleasantries, so you skipped knocking at the door and just barged inside.

You heard a sleepy groan from the crimson bed placed at the centre of the luxurious room.

Astarion wasn't alone.

He was laying on top of the silk sheets, flipping through a book, seemingly undisturbed by your sudden appearance. Curiously enough, he was fully clothed, wearing a frill shirt and his regular trousers. 

However, the woman next to him was very much fully naked, with only a blanket draping over her bare torso.

The sight made your stomach twist and turn.

"Hello, darling," he said casually as if you had just walked in on him picking flowers. 

She peeked over her shoulder with a horrified look spreading across her pleasant face.

Of course she was extremely attractive.

She let out a shriek. "Do you mind?"

"No," you said dryly.

She immediately rolled out of bed, shooting a murderous glance your way, while scrambling to collect her belongings from the carpeted floor.

The door snapped shut behind her, and you were already pacing toward his bedside table once you spotted his coinpurse.

"Happy, are you? You scared her off, poor thing," he shook his head, feigning disapproval.

"You owe me."

You reached out to grab the thick pouch, but caught sight of the glint of a blade and the cool touch of metal being pressed gently against the back of your hand. 

Typical.

"Ah-ah-ah..." he tutted with a click of his tongue. "Where are your manners?"

He seemed very serious all of a sudden, but you knew better. "I'll hex you."

"Faster than me piercing through your skin?" he asked, tapping the flat side of the blade playfully on your skin.

You really did consider hexing him for a split second just out of spite. "You overestimate your abilities."

"And you could have cursed me already, but are too lost in my dashing good looks."

Your jaw dropped in utter disbelief.

"That lovely mouth of yours could never compete with my agile fingers."

The insinuation wasn't even subtle, and it was enough to make your blood boil.

You scowled deeply at him, shoving his dagger out of the way. "Thirty gold pieces."

He slipped the blade under his pillow again with a devious grin.

"Bork was rather eager to have at you, so I just paid him. Maybe next time I won't intervene."

"And what would he do? Kill me again?"

Point taken.

A dangerous smile danced across his lips. "And here I thought you intended to start charging me for our arrangement."

You glared at him intensely, feeling momentarily outraged. "You're the one profiting off of it. Entirely."

"Hmm, debatable."

You narrowed your eyes. "If anything, you should be paying me, no?"

He snatched the coinpurse from your grasp, tugging it open before handing you a few gold pieces. 

"Here you go, darling. Sixty gold pieces," he said, voice dripping with amusement. "Buy yourself a new attire, while you're at it."

You glanced down the length of your body, arching a brow and straightening your shirt and trousers. "What's wrong with my clothes?"

Astarion scoffed. "I don't even know where to begin, but do not fret. You could be wearing nothing but a rotting sack of potatoes, and I would still not be deterred from your neck."

You pressed your lips tightly together, and glanced at the gold pieces in your hand. "Your sweet-talking skills have been slightly below par as of late."

He chuckled, crossing his hands behind his head and against the meticulously wooden-carved headboard. "Yet here you are."

Not that you had much of a choice, really.

Halving the sum of money he had given you, you shoved the rest in your pocket while placing the other half on the table.

"Keep it."

"Don't be ridiculous," you groaned.

"Working on your flattery, I see?"

He was enjoying this far too much, and the more you talked back, the more you instigated him to continue.

"Why don't you just pay him when he asks for it?"

"Oh, darling…"

Here we go…

He was casually checking his hands, putting on his condescending demeanour. "Patience is a virtue he clearly lacks. If I'm to live eternally, I might as well teach these commoners some manners."

"Or you just adore getting on people's nerves," you said with a sly smile.

He grinned so wide, you caught a glimpse of his razor-sharp fangs peeking through. "You know me too well."

You used to think so.

Now, you weren't so sure.

Clearing your throat, you looked around the dimly lit room until your eyes settled on the large majestic bed. "She was really pretty."

"You sound surprised."

"Not at all. She does fit your type."

He laughed dramatically, further grinding your nerves. "I have a type?"

You gave him a look.

"You mean outrageously beautiful and undeniably entertaining?" he asked innocently. "Like you?"

Your heart jolted.

His method of seduction was deemed nigh pristine, and a few weeks ago, you would have maybe fallen hard for this level of charm.

But not anymore.

Well, for the most part…

"She was not outrageously beautiful."

He placed on hand at his chest, feigning hurt. "First you rob me, and now you question my taste in beauty. I'm not entirely sure my dead heart can take much more of this."

You huffed, crossing your arms before glancing out the window. The full moon lit up the street below, as the night began to draw out those who preferred to keep to the shadows.

And those who had no choice but to do so.

Like Astarion.

"I didn't do it."

His voice startled you and you stared at him in confusion. "What do you mean?"

He paused briefly. "I didn't do anything with her, if that's what you're thinking. There is an odd comfort in being surrounded by beauty, even if only to glare at, and nothing else."

Your heart clenched at how vulnerable he sounded all of a sudden. His pleasing face held an expression that you'd seen many times before…

Guilt.

The ripple effects of centuries of torture and abuse still slipped through the cracks of his usual pompous demeanour.

"Your personal matters are your own, Astarion. No need to justify yourself."

He stared at you in silence for a moment, and the urge to reach out to embrace him nearly took over.

Until his features began to twist into a light frown. "Don't look at me like that. I can't stand it."

"Like what?"

"That look. Pity. Spare me," he groaned with a roll of his eyes.

You weren't surprised in the slightest that he went into his defensive mode so rapidly.

He would fluctuate so often around you these days, that it gave you whiplash. Some days, he would let his guard down and allow you in, while others were plagued with him having a brick wall up around him if you happened to breathe in the wrong direction.

You had learned how to navigate through his tough exterior when the two of you traveled together, and as he opened more and more to you.

It all culminated when you offered your help against Cazador, and having him make the decision not to go through with the ritual that would doom so many souls – including his own — in the process.

He had thanked you for saving him from himself.

But nowadays, talking to him was like walking on eggshells while simultaneously dancing around his weathervane mood.

It was as if your relationship had somewhat soured over the past few weeks, and all the remnants of a solid friendship were now beginning to crack.

"You know, you don't have to be here," you said softly, trying to disperse the tension. "You are more than welcome to stay with us."

Astarion snickered darkly. "And having to endure that dullard? Please. I'd rather stake myself, darling."

You rolled your eyes and heaved a sigh at the targeted provocation.

"Gale is not a dullard. He is quite inter-"

But he began to part his mouth into a forced yawn. "Boring already! See, this is what happens when you choose to surround yourself with such unstimulating company – it spreads, and you used to be so much fun," he finished with a dramatic pout.

Your heart skipped a beat, and you sent him a death glare. "He's not the only one there."

There was a hint of amusement gleaming in his eyes. "Oh, yes! How could I forget Shadowheart and her magnificent ability to bore me." He swung his feet off the bed, standing gracefully. "Or perhaps you mean Lae'zel? She's clearly in debt to whichever god bestows a sense of humour."

An added layer of defense: sarcasm.

No one wielded it quite like Astarion, which also proved to be a major inconvenience when trying to win an argument. 

I'm also there, you wanted to say, but chose to remain silent.

Deep down, you detested how you still longed for his company. Even after so many weeks had gone by. Even when he seemed so averse to it outside of this… arrangement.

Your relationship had been reduced to nothing more than a transaction.

Once again.

Your blood for his hunger to be quenched even if only momentarily.

"Or are you referring to yourself?" he mused, pacing towards you while adjusting his shirt.

It was extremely infuriating that he could see through you so easily.

"Let's get this over with, then," you said, words stinging in your throat.

He offered a faint smile, as he came to stand before you. "I must say, our weekly encounters are nothing short of exciting," he brought his fingers to your jaw, tilting your head gently as his eyes roamed across your neck. "And I am positively famished."

You felt a gentle tug at the collar or your shirt, and glanced down to see him undoing the buttons with just one hand. 

All those years of honing his dexterity were bound to come in handy at the most convenient of times,  and Astarion would never shy away from displaying his expertise.

Your senses were suddenly hit with the faint scent of bergamot, rosemary, and aged brandy.

His scent.

The same that once brought you comfort through the toughest of times.

But now…

"Which side will it be this time?"

You swallowed hard, shuddering. "You decide."

He caressed your neck tenderly, tipping your head to the opposite side, half-hooded eyes roaming across your exposed skin.

"Ever so generous."

You huffed in annoyance. "Astarion."

He didn't need to be warned twice, and you soon felt his soft lips brush across your skin, as he searched for your steady pulse. The contact made you jolt slightly and he took your hands in his, placing them at his waist.

"Hold on, darling," he whispered, as his breath fanned your flushed skin, before darting out his agile tongue and enclosing his lips around the selected area.

You had let him feed on you many times before, but the flutter was ever present. It wasn't out of fear or concern that he might take it too far. He never did. But the knowledge that you were, once again, involved in something so intimate truly gnawed at your nerves.

As soon as you felt the initial sting, you balled your fists, gripping the fabric of his shirt tight, as you hissed in pain. 

He held your jaw in between his fingers whilst his other hand was firmly pressed to the back of your head, making sure you were anchored in place.

Astarion moaned first – a muffled and deep sound that reverberated across his lips with each mouthful of blood he downed.

Your eyes dropped close all of a sudden and he  pressed his body against yours, acting purely on the instinct driven by his bloodlust. 

And just like all those times before, you began to feel it.

With each passing second, the all too familiar and ever-growing pressure in your lower abdomen became harder and harder to ignore.

He had once revealed how your blood worked like an aphrodisiac whenever he drank from you; how he couldn't keep his body from reacting to it, and, ultimately, to you. After all, you had been the first thinking creature he had ever fed on. 

As such, you had grown accustomed to his erection being pressed firmly against you – a constant reminder of how easy it was for him to make you yearn for more.

Whatever pain you had left from the initial bite, had morphed into a very subtle wave of pleasure that spread from between your legs.

You cursed inwardly, tugging harder at his shirt.

You didn't wish for your body to be so… primal. 

Even with blood being drained from you, and the act itself being considered so profane, it was still a much welcome moment of intimacy that you had come to embrace. 

A soft roll of his hips lulled you into him like a moth to a flame. Your body struggled with fading from the blood loss as well with the increasing throb between your thighs.

At this point, you couldn't help but moan softly as he eased his grip on you until he had fully withdrawn his teeth from you. 

Your eyes fluttered open and you had to blink twice to disperse the haziness blurring your vision.

Crimson red tainted his lips, and droplets of the warm liquid threatened to spill over. The sight of him revelling in your blood used to make your stomach turn, but now it had morphed into a habit.

But what truly caught your attention was how he looked faintly… displeased?

He lowered his head, crimson eyes locking in with yours. 

"That was quick," you whispered, struggling to ease your throbbing clit, as his erection was still very much pressed against you.

But now he was frowning. 

Suddenly, you felt experienced fingertips trailed across your lower abdomen, casually teasing the hem of your waistband.

You sucked in a breath, chills sprawling all over your body, as he began to trace down your thigh, just where your dagger was resting.

"What are you–"

He pressed a long finger to his blood-stained lips and you swallowed, his eyes darkening. "We have company."

Before you could process his words, you felt your dagger being yanked swiftly from its sheath. With a languid shift of his feet, you watched as he threw the sharp blade across the room.

Just as it cut through the air, the large wooden door began to swing open and Shadowheart came into view.

The dagger landed dangerously close to her head, the tip carving into the wood and wobbling faintly.

She frowned slightly. "You missed."

He darted out his tongue to collect droplets of blood. "Did I?"

She looked positively unimpressed by such a display of skill, even one that could have easily maimed her.

But he had deliberately missed.

Of course he had.

You caught a glimpse of Astarion's reddened ears – the ultimate proof that he had recently fed, and one that, somehow, sent a shiver down your spine.

The bloodless effect was also beginning to take a hold of your body, as dizziness spread more and more.

Snapping out of your transfixed gaze, you hurriedly brought the handkerchief in your pocket to apply some pressure to your bleeding wound.

"Stealth was never your forte, darling," Astarion mused, visibly annoyed. "You're about as subtle as a pack of gnolls."

A teasing smile parted her lips. "You have such a way with words."

He grinned deviously. "It's called being eloquent, dear Shadowheart. Not that you'd know anything about that."

"I was taught to converse with others without constantly resorting to sarcasm," she mused, hurling your dagger back at him. "Not that you'd know anything about that."

As expected, he caught it in between his fingers with little to no effort, twirling it easily with the expertise that only centuries of practice could provide.

He clicked his tongue. "No wonder you're so tedious. But… eavesdropping? My, my… how unbecoming of you, darling."

A flash of surprise crossed her face. "I - I was doing no such thing! I merely decided to make sure everything was all right." Her face softened as she turned to you, her usual caring nature surfacing. "Do you need any healing?"

You smiled warmly at her, patting the pouch at your hip. "No need, thank you. Brought the scroll of Lesser Restoration you gave me."

Astarion scoffed.

Shadowheart ignored him. "I ought to go. Gale needs my assistance with some letters he's received from Waterdeep," she said, straightening up to her default stoic pose. "I trust you're quite done here."

You nodded, clearing your throat.

"What, you're not joining us for a nibble?" Astarion pouted dramatically.

"Over my dead body."

He looked as amused as ever. "That can certainly  be arranged. Though I prefer fresh blood… right from the source."

Her features hardened once more and you decided to intervene. "Will you stop it? You're like a cat with its claws out."

Astarion snapped his head at you. "Excuse me? Claws?"

"Would it kill you - well, again - not to be so damn abrasive all the time?" 

He groaned sheepishly. "She interrupted my feeding. It can be quite hard to resist the urge to behead her."

Shadowheart's gaze dropped to his lower half with the slightest uptick of one corner of her mouth. "By the looks of it, Astarion, you have other hardships to concern yourself with."

A rush of heat spread across your face as you followed her line of sight and were met by the very prominent outline of his erection strained against his trousers.

He turned around, mumbling curses under his breath to adjust himself, and Shadowheart looked at you with a triumphant smile.

It wasn't an easy feat to silence Astarion, yet she had achieved it so gracefully.

"I'll see you later, I suppose," she mused and you nodded. "It was rather entertaining seeing you again, Astarion."

He threw her an infuriating glance over his shoulder.

By the time she had closed the door behind her, you were already taking the scroll into your hands and whispering the incantation, as the paper scroll began to disintegrate itself.

A wave of warmth spread through your hands, before engulfing your body in it. Strength and heightened senses gradually returned to you as the lasting effects of him feeding on you dispersed. 

From the corner of your eye, you spotted him glaring at you with a visible sulk. 

"I'll come back next week."

"Leaving already?" He asked, fake heartbreak twisting his features and voice. "Was wondering if you could, perhaps, give me a hand."

He handed you your dagger, which you promptly slid back inside its sheath.

Your eyes then widened at his not so subtle suggestion.

Uncertainty boiled deep within you, and you had to muster your will to keep yourself from immediately leaving.

Astarion's healing path had been one he had decided to tread alone. The relationship he had with sex had been the reason you two had decided to be as friends and nothing more. You had fallen hard for him – or his deceit – but you figured what he truly needed was a friend and not a lover.

And so you left your infatuation for him behind.

It was better off this way.

But now… watching him fall back to his usual charming advances made you somewhat wary. Was he back to forcing himself to seek intimacy with his body, because he still couldn't do it effectively in any other way? Was he simply feeling more at ease?

You met his sultry gaze and cleared your throat. "Well, I'm sure you can ask that outrageously beautiful woman to help you out, if that is what you truly seek."

That seemed to have caught him by surprise, and he cocked his head. "What?"

"She seemed positively distraught for having to leave your company so early," you said, dragging the handkerchief down your neck to wipe off the trail of blood.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "Do I detect a hint of jealousy, darling?"

"Delusion does not suit you, darling."

He took a few steps towards you until you could see the crimson of his eyes flicker as they studied your face.

Your stomach turned.

The proximity made you feel vulnerable and you immediately felt naked under his burning gaze. 

Astarion had over two centuries of practice when it came to reading others. It wasn't an easy feat to deceive him, and you were no exception.

"We traveled together for so long and I can safely say I never took you for a liar – perhaps too soft-hearted for my liking, but not a liar."

"I did not lie," you shot back, lifting your chin in defiance. "I can offer you my friendship and even my blood, but I'm not so sure about anything else."

He heaved a deep sigh.

"I just fed on you and the bloodlust can be quite… overwhelming," he confessed. "I usually take care of it myself, but you did taste absolutely exquisite tonight, what can I say?"

That caught you off guard.

"What do you mean? Take care of…" your voice trailed off as realization hit you.

Oh.

Oh.

Astarion clicked his tongue. "Don't act so surprised. You can feel it whenever I'm feeding, can't you?" He took another step back and only came to a halt once your back was pressed against the carved-wood wall. "There is only so much I can withstand with your delicious blood coursing through my body, darling."

You swallowed hard. 

He was being particularly firm on his advances tonight. You were used to his occasional flirtatious remarks whenever he fed on you ever since the arrangement took place. However, this was bringing things to a whole new level.

One that you hadn't expected you'd reach ever again with him.

Somehow, you managed to find your voice. "Maybe you should stop feeding on me, then?"

A weightless taunt, obviously.

Crimson eyes darted all over your face as if studying you. He remained silent for what seemed like an eternity, before the corner of his mouth curled into an intriguing smile.

He had seen immediately right through it.

"If that is what you wish, then so be it," he said in a rather dismissive tone, but still towering over you.

You arched a brow. "That's it?"

"Darling, as immortal as I am, I do not beg," he continued, now tracing around the fresh bite marks on your skin with uncharacteristic tenderness. "I will surely find other exquisite necks to sink my teeth into."

His words carried a hint of a threat, which unsettled you. 

"That was not the arrangement, Astarion," you said with a scowl. "It's either wild animals or my blood."

His fingertips paused at your pulse point, and you were certain he could feel the throbbing increasing rapidly. "How possessive of you, my dear," he mused playfully. "Although, I am quite sure you are aware that many do carry fantasies with vampires."

You pressed your lips together in a silent reply.

A man as attractive as Astarion was bound to allure all sorts of attention. When passing through Moonrise Towers, the drow Araj had tried to have him bite her in exchange for a rather powerful potion, but you had assured him that you did not demand anything against his will.

The memory still left a sour taste in your mouth.

But he did have a point.

Vampires could be regarded as a taste of the forbidden, and he could certainly deliver it.

"That was not the arrangement," you repeated through gritted teeth, deciding to ignore his previous remark.

His eyes narrowed dangerously in an instant.

"'The arrangement'," he mocked, inching near and pinning you frozen against the wall with the weight of his burning stare. "Does dear Wyll know that I haven't been exclusively feeding on wild animals? Because that was the arrangement, darling," his face drew closer and his cool breath fanned your skin.

Upon becoming Duke of Baldur's Gate, Wyll had agreed to allow Astarion to reside within its walls, but not without assuring he posed no danger to others.

But then you decided to volunteer in aiding him until a solution to his vampiric condition could be found. Hopefully, it wouldn't take too long to find something useful. 

Your research had led to a couple of enchanted items, but those were rare to come by. A wish spell seemed to be the easiest way, but even as a sorcerer and with Gale's help, it would be extremely challenging.

You swallowed the lump in your throat. "He does. He knows blood from thinking creatures sates you more effectively, so he allows it for the time being."

He scoffed, dropping his hand from your neck. "How very thoughtful of him, indeed."

"This is what friends do."

He sneered at you. "Friends do not hand out ultimatums. Care to revive my memory?" His lips almost brushed against yours and you didn't dare take a breath. "I am to wag my tail like an obedient pup as I wait for a solution to this minor inconvenience, all the while enclosed in a golden cage."

Impatience gripped your nerves ferociously. "These things take time, Astarion."

"Oh, my darling… I have all the time in the world, but you only have a limited supply of blood," he whispered softly and you could almost taste his taunting words.

He drew back slightly, his glare so intense you felt yours waver and drop, catching a glimpse of his sharp canines. "We are actively looking for a solution. Gale is also making some progress-"

He pressed a finger to your lips, effectively silencing you.

"Do not make the mistake of thinking I am faulting you," he said, his face suddenly softening, as he caressed your lower lip. "If anything, you are the only reason I was ever able to kill Cazador."

He was being sincere, and that was what made your heart drop to your stomach. 

"You have my eternal gratitude."

You shuddered under his touch, feeling your breath quicke, as his other hand trailed down your neck until it was resting just above your left breasts and beating heart.

He was too good at this…

Unfairly so.

"Wyll ought to allocate more of his resources into aiding me, don't you think? After all, you are the one at risk here," he continued. "I know he cares not for me, but I could have ascended and bent Baldur's Gate to my will… if not for your intervention."

"I'm not at risk," you said with a roll of your eyes. "And if you drink more than what you need, then you know the consequences."

His eyes dropped to your cleavage as he began to caress the flushed skin. With each deep breath you took, you pushed more of your breasts into him, further igniting the heat between your legs.

"Promises, promises… unfortunately for you, darling, your words don't match your body."

Fuck you. "You're impossible."

He slowly dipped his head until his lips grazed yours. "You would stake me?"

Never. 

"I would."

He chuckled. "You would stake me as I sink my teeth into your darling neck and feast on your divine blood?" 

No. "Yes."

But his smile only widened as amusement settled on his face. "I can't think of a better way to part this world for good."

Your mouth parted slightly in surprise, and he rolled his hips into you, earning a soft gasp.

You half-expected him to finally take your lips, but he tilted his head instead to press a lingering kiss to the corner of your mouth. 

And your body nearly imploded as old sensations resurfaced.

Fuck.

"You're so sweet…" he whispered with a sigh, as he began to graze along your jaw, taking your hands in his and planting them on his waist. "So warm… the gods above could never do you justice." He continued in between light kisses with his hips matching the pace.

As your eyes fluttered shut, you lost track of how eagerly your hands tugged at the hem of his shirt, fingers brushing impatiently against the waistband of his trousers.

Astarion groaned softly, helping you with the inconvenient lacing at the front. "And here I thought I was the starving one."

He always talked way too much and had a natural talent for doing so at the least opportune time. 

"Can you shut up for once?"

"Gladly," he said as he quickly took your lips in his, muffling your groan of protest.

Reason told you to halt everything once. That you were taking things too fast, and that there was no need to indulge in such depravities.

But you had missed this.

You missed having him so close that he completely overtook your senses. 

The kiss turned rougher and his tongue soon found yours. Instinct guided you as you succumbed to the vicious grip of desire, and you pressed yourself further into him.

It was almost embarrassing how wet you already were and how intensely your swollen clit was pulsing. Your body was already readying itself for him to be buried inside you, and you shuddered at the prospect of it.

Your tongue darted into his mouth and your eagerness had it glide across one of his sharp fangs, and you felt a sting of pain as you accidentally drew blood.

"Fuck," you grumbled, breaking the kiss at once.

The familiar taste of metal began to pool in your mouth, and you felt gentle fingers grip your jaw tight, as he titled your head back.

"I would apologise, but it was your own doing," he said with a smile, hunger in his eyes. "So let's not allow it to go to waste, hm?"

And then he pressed his lips against yours, immediately parting them with his experienced tongue, in search of the warm liquid he so badly craved.

The cut wasn't deep or wide enough to cause much to spill, but it was certainly enough for him to let out a beautiful moan of delight, as he lapped at your blood.

Your hands gripped the front of his trousers, the lacing now undone and offering you the opportunity to feel him, and he was kissing you so ardently, that your mind was completely clouded by all of him.

Testing the waters, you caressed his cock through the fabric.

He immediately parted from you to let out a delicious hiss, as he rolled his hips into the palm of your hand.

Astarion was incredibly hard, but just as you were about to slide it inside to grip him, he caught your wrist and held it firmly in place.

And everything halted all at once.

Your eyes found his, and he seemed… distant.

Concern washed over you. "Astarion?"

He was frozen, eyes fixed on the floor.

As he eased his grip on you, it became apparent that he wasn't listening to you.

Fuck.

You brought one hand to grip his shoulder. "Astarion…"

He shook his head lightly. "Give me a moment, darling."

The way the last word drawled out of his lips, made your heart clench violently. It was so instinctive for him, that you doubted he even realised he had uttered it.

You stood still, unsure of what to do to help.

The two of you remained silent for a few moments. You kept your hold on his shoulder, gently caressing it in an attempt to bring him some comfort.

Then you felt rage swirl in you.

Cazador had warped him in such a way and for so long, that the ramifications of his abuse on Astarion seeped so deep and gripped him so tight, causing you to feel nothing but anger.

You took a deep breath, and carefully placed your hands on either side of his face, slowly guiding him to meet your eyes.

He looked broken.

"I apologise."

You caressed his cool skin with your thumbs, shaking your head. "There is nothing to apologise for. Ever. Do you hear me?"

He tilted his head until his forehead touched yours. "I really wanted this."

Even though the two of you had grown apart over the past few weeks as he had distanced himself, you couldn't think of anyone else who had such a hold on you.

With one hand drifting along his soft curls, you pulled him further into a hug, which he promptly embraced, lacing his hands behind your back.

This was your Astarion.

The one who made it so easy to love and care for him.

"Sometimes what we want is not what we need."

His cheek was pressed to the side of your head and you heard a faint chuckle. "So poetic. I reckon Volo has competition."

"Your mind goes to Volo when holding me? Is there something you wish to tell me, Astarion?" you teased lightly.

He patted your back twice before letting go.

"Guilty as charged," he mused, slipping back into his usual antics.

He crossed the room, tying the laces of his trousers before plopping himself on the bed with a stretch of his arms.

"I'm sure you're exhausted. Maybe you should go back to that dullard friend of yours," he said with a sly grin.

His words hit you hard and your face dropped. "I can stay a little longer…"

He picked up the book next to him, examining the cover. "Whatever for? I'm perfectly fine, darling."

Now, this was not your Astarion.

Cold. Distant. Impenetrable.

The one who pushed you away whenever you attempted to bridge the gap that had come in between you two. 

He focused his attention on the book in his hands and you swallowed the lump in your throat.

"Very well."

You composed yourself, and headed to the door, not even bothering to exchange another look.

"Thank you for the meal, and for… well, you know."

You nodded, feeling the overwhelming urge to just leave. "See you next week, then."

He didn't reply.

You rushed out of the room, feeling the familiar prickle of tears in your eyes, and you tried to convince yourself it was better off this way.

That he needed time and space.

That he didn't need you.

By the time you crossed the crowded lounge of the tavern, you crossed paths with that woman again.

She locked eyes with you, a faint smile curving her lips, as she rose to her feet from her chair, probably heading back to him.

She truly was a sight to behold, no doubt.

But what tore your heart was realising that, even after everything you'd been through with Astarion, he still favoured her company over yours. 

Next chapter

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[literaryvein-reblogs]

More Art-Related Vocabulary

Abstract Expressionist: An artistic movement of the mid-20th century emphasizing an artist’s freedom to express attitudes and emotions, usually through nonrealistic means.

Age of Exploration (also, Age of Discovery): From the early 15th century to the early 17th century, European ships traveled around the world in search of new trading routes, lands, and partners to supply an ever-growing European market.

Albumen silver print: A photograph made using a process that was prevalent until the 1890s. The paper is coated with albumen (egg whites), and the image is created using a solution of silver salts.

Brayer: A hand roller used for applying ink to relief printing blocks or occasionally for the direct application of paint or ink to a surface.

Caricature: A representation in either literature or visual art that includes a ridiculous distortion or exaggeration of body parts or physical characteristics to create a comic or gross imitation.

Ceramics: Vessels of clay made by using a variety of shaping techniques and then hardening or firing the clay with heat at a high temperature.

Chasing: A term encompassing two processes in metalworking: (a) modeling decorative patterns on a hand-shaped sheet-metal surface using punches applied to the front, and (b) finishing and refining a cast sculpture.

Classical: Describes a prime example of quality or “ideal” beauty. It often refers to the culture, art, literature, or ideals of the ancient Greek or Roman world, especially that of Greece in the 4th and 5th centuries B.C.

Collage: An art form and technique in which pre-existing materials or objects are arranged and attached as part of a two-dimensional surface.

Color palette: (a) A set of colors that makes up an image or animation, and (b) the group of colors available to be used to create an image.

Composition: The process of arranging artistic elements into specific relationships to create an art object.

Daguerreotype: An early method of photography produced on a silver plate or a silver-covered copper plate made sensitive to light.

Exoticism: Fascination with and exploration and representation of unfamiliar cultures and customs through the lens of a European way of thinking, especially in the 19th century.

Expressionism: A style of art inspired by an artist’s subjective feelings rather than objective or realistic depictions based on observation. Expressionism as a movement is mainly associated with early 20th century German artists interested in exploring the spiritual and emotional aspects of human existence.

Gelatin silver print: A photograph made through a chemical process in which a negative is printed on a surface coated with an emulsion of gelatin (an animal protein) containing light-sensitive silver salts.

Illuminated manuscript: Comes from the Latin words illuminare (to throw light upon, lighten, or brighten), manus (hand), and scriptus from the verb scribere (to write). A handwritten book, usually made from specially prepared animal skins, in which richly colored and sometimes gilded decorations, such as borders and illustrations, accompany the text.

Illuminator: A craftsman or artist who specializes in the art of painting and adorning manuscripts with decorations.

Impressionist: Referring to the style or theories of Impressionism, a theory or practice in painting in which objects are depicted by applying dabs or strokes of primary unmixed colors in order to evoke reflected light. Impressionism was developed by French painters in the late 19th century.

Inking plate: A flat surface used for rolling ink out in preparation for applying ink to a plate or block.

Inscription: A historical, religious, or other kind of record that is cut, impressed, painted, or written on stone, brick, metal, or other hard surface.

Source Art Vocabulary pt. 1

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[true-blue-sonic]

To Make Amends

In which Silver and Tails talk out what happened in Sonic Rivals 2.

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This isn’t precisely how Silver envisioned an alleged super genius would live.

The little workshop tucked away in the forest is nothing remarkable. It’s tiny and quaint, made of wood and metal sheets with a large water wheel spurring and prattling around on one side. In the light of the afternoon sun it looks charming enough, if it weren’t for the fact this place is supposed to be Tails’ bastion of knowledge where he invents new creations up the wazoo. The exterior of the place hardly looks impressive enough for that, Silver decrees. But Espio and Amy had assured him that in here, magic could happen: Tails is able to repair anything, they had said.

Hopefully also futuristic Extreme Gears made with materials that the past has never even seen.

Oh well. The only thing he has to lose is a race wherein he’s ended right in the stands with his Gear on the fritz, the hedgehog figures. Either Tails is able to repair the thing and all is well, or he isn’t and Silver’s got weeks left to find another solution before he’s going to partake in the competition. And thus the psychic flies over to the large metal doors on one side of the building, adorned with a logo of Tails’ namesakes. At least he knows he’s at the right place, a firm knock getting bonked against them.

“Coming!” resounds from inside, footsteps running over and the doors sliding open to reveal Tails.

…Whose eyes first widen as they meet Silver’s, before blinking, before furrowing into a deep frown.

“Silver,” the greeting comes. If Silver didn’t know better, he would describe it as icy.

“Hey,” the hedgehog nods back. “My Extreme Gear is broken and Amy and Espio said I just had to go to you so you could help me out.”

“Oh.” Tails makes very few attempts at moving out of the way. “Is that so.”

“I don’t know what’s wrong with it. It keeps twisting to the left when I want it to go straight,” Silver explains further.

Slowly blue eyes drop from glaring at him to the Gear in question. “Really now.”

“Yes,” the hedgehog agrees; the beginning of a long, long silence wherein he stands with his Gear under one arm and wherein Tails’ narrow-eyed leer has flitter back up to him to stare. Intriguing, Silver muses. And awkward. Apparently it’s not a custom to invite people into a house in the past, or something. Doesn’t fit with Amy altogether dragging him into her apartment the few times he paid her a visit, but whatever. “Should I put it inside so you can take a look?” he thus speaks up, giving the Gear a little hoist.

An awkward clearing of Tails’ throat follows. “Actually, I’m a bit… busy?”

“I can put it down so you can look at it when you’re not anymore, if you want. Amy and Espio said that you’ve always got things to do, but it’s still weeks before the race.” Manoeuvring the Gear so it doesn’t hit Tails right in the face as he enters Silver walks past the fox cub, studying the interior of the place with a hum. Lots of technology, and tables with gadgets and items galore strewn about on them, and in their midst a bright red vehicle that gives the hedgehog pause. “You own a plane?”

Tails comes rushing closer, all but throwing himself in front of the thing. “Well, it’s Sonic’s!” the response comes, a tad yelp-y. “But, uh… Maybe you should-!”

“That’s cool. I won’t put the Gear close to it, then,” Silver assures him. His Gear is big; he can’t fault Tails for being worried the plane is getting damaged, with how delicate and outdated it looks. So somewhere tucked away it is; like in the corner between two tables, that looks like a nice spot without anything nearby to break if it falls over. “There,” the hedgehog nods, placing his Gear down. “Do you need my help with anything for it?”

Turning around back to Tails he perks his ears up helpfully; except Tails is looking a tad… frazzled. Awkwardly the fox tugs at his gloves, mouth open as if he wants to say something yet nothing coming out. “Or is this not a good spot,” Silver figures the problem is.

“That’s not… Sorry,” Tails mumbles back. “But, uh… Perhaps it’s, well… a bit audacious to put your stuff down just like that while asking- uh, you know?”

Audacious, Silver muses. That means that he’s bold? Or something. “I don’t follow,” he speaks up, Tails swallowing. But something more dour and irked crosses the other’s face the longer he stares at Silver, twin tails flicking most irked behind his back.

“I mean that you’re just waltzing into my lab like this.”

“Amy and Espio said I could,” Silver naturally responds, because they did and told him Tails would be happy to help.

Even if the sight of the fox cub in front of him is, well, very much not that. “I don’t think they meant like this,” Tails grumbles back, whipping around to return to a table with a ton of stuff and trinkets strewn about on it. “Anyway, you’d best leave. The sooner I can concentrate, the sooner I can work on your Gear.”

“Great! Thanks,” Silver nods at him…

And no response follows, other than a huff and a shrug.

And even Silver can tell that’s not the reaction of someone more than happy to lend a hand.

“You’re annoyed, aren’t you?” the hedgehog speaks up slowly.

Tails tenses, just a bit. “Hmh.”

“If you’re too busy, I can just take the Gear to someone else. That is no problem.”

“That’s not… it.”

Right, Silver muses. That tells him absolutely nothing indeed. But there is something going on, and if it’s not the Gear, he can think of a handful of other things: either Tails is so busy that he’s just stressed, or he’s annoyed by Silver. And only one thing is something he can tackle.

“It’s something I did,” the hedgehog guesses next.

A deep sigh follows, Tails shooting a look over his shoulder. “Silver, I appreciate you’re trying to talk to me about this, but maybe you’d really better leave.”

“I want to know what’s going on,” Silver shoots back, arms crossing. How can he solve whatever it is if Tails won’t even tell him? But the fox turns away once more, fiddling with some of the stuff laying on his table.

“You don’t. It’s in the past.”

In the past… This is honestly the first time he’s ever talked to Tails face-to-face, so they don’t have a lot of past together. “Something about when we met?” Silver thus guesses next. Not much remarkable about that, except the fact the world was literally on the brink of destruction and the only person being even remotely helpful in that situation had been Espio…

Yet Tails tenses only more. “It is!” the hedgehog promptly figures. “What precisely?”

Shooting Silver a look that he’s received from many a person before and that always makes him bristle – it’s the “You’re so dense” look, the “Why are you not following us, what isn’t making sense about this to you, stop being so wilfully ignorant” kind of mocking leer that makes Silver see red – Tails scoffs. “I’m just saying that you’re walking in with a lot of audacity asking for me to repair your Gear after you stole my rings.”

And Silver blinks.

Oh, he remembers. Oh, yes. He did very much do that.

“I needed them,” he answers, running a finger over the glowing cyan mark on his other hand. Espio had come up with the plan; he’d looked altogether horrified by how Silver had been shambling along with trembling limbs and body swaying like it could collapse any second, his powers exhausted entirely. That collapse had been mere moments away if Silver hadn’t gotten the rings in time, even if the hedgehog had refused to tell his friend that lest Espio would be too worried. But he has to commend the chameleon for how efficiently that situation had been resolved… even if it apparently still leaves Tails bothered.

The fox’s eyes narrow even more. “And you called me small.”

“That’s not true. I called you a half-pint,” Silver helpfully jogs his memory. “Because you’re smaller than me. That’s quite obvious.”

…And apparently also the wrong thing to say, because Tails is looking altogether peeved.

Raising an eyebrow at the sharp teeth getting bared in his direction and the way the fox’s ears pin right against his head Silver opens his mouth for something to add; before faltering. He also doesn’t like being called a half-pint, and if anyone were to lay a finger on the things he rightfully collected he’d probably just murder them on the spot. Same with anyone idiotic enough to call him a half-pint, actually. “You’re mad about it,” he concludes instead, a scoff following.

“You could say that.”

Right. That is easy to figure out, honestly, but it does leave Silver wondering. “What did you need the rings for, actually?” he prods some more. If that’s not resolved yet, he can just go get a bunch of them right now!

“Knuckles and Rouge asked us for help to collect rings for their Emerald detector. Not that we were able to lend it in the end,” Tails grumbles back at him, whipping around to return to his tinkering and leaving Silver disappointed.

“I see… So getting you rings now to make up for it wouldn’t do much, huh?”

“No.”

“Hmm.” That’s one potential way to make amends down the drain, Silver figures. And asking Tails about what he wants seems risky, considering the altogether murderous way he pokes a screwdriver into his gadget. But then what… “I understand that you’re angry,” Silver tries a new angle. “I wouldn’t appreciate being called small either.”

Tails makes a noise not unlike an overheating kettle. “Then why did you say it?!”

“I was about to collapse and you were in my way,” Silver recounts, twitching his ears as Tails glares at him disbelievingly. “No, really. My powers were completely exhausted. You and Sonic had collected all of the rings in the area already, so taking them from you was my next best shot. It was either that or fainting and then the world would have been completely destroyed because I couldn’t have done anything to stop the Ifrit.”

“…Right.” With his angry movements slowing down Tails stares some more; up and down over Silver’s body before halting at the marks on his hands, brow furrowing. “What exhausted you so much?”

“Running around collecting Chao for days, mostly.”

“Did you not… sleep? Rest?”

“No!” Silver huffs; Espio had asked the same, with his opinion that Silver had been pushing himself far too much clear to even the hedgehog, and yet the agitation inside Silver had spiked up in the exact same way as it does now. “How could I rest, when every moment I’m not working is one wherein more Chao could have been stolen and the chances that the Ifrit would destroy us all could have become bigger?”

A hum follows at that. “I see what you mean, even if you can’t know for sure that would have happened… But then, why didn’t you ask if you could have some rings? If it was that important?” Tails inquires, more pensively.

Promptly it’s Silver’s turn to bristle. “Because we’re not friends? Or on good terms?”

“So?”

“So you wouldn’t have given them to me because we’re not friends or on good terms? And you were already collecting them for someone else?” Silver repeats, spelling it out slowly. Jeez, he thought Tails was smart.

Yet one of Tails’ ears flicks. “Silver, even so, if you tell me that you’re actively dying and need rings, I’d have shared some with you. Maybe that’s hard to see in such a moment, but…”

“It would have earned you nothing.” And it wouldn’t; if anything, it would have earned Tails the ire from Knuckles and Rouge for not having enough rings to help them out, Silver figures. Although now maybe he earned their ire for not having any, even if there’s a reason for that. Hmm.

Slowly Tails shakes his head. “It would have earned me the knowledge I helped someone in need. Is that not something good to achieve? Do you not get happy when you’re able to lend others a hand?”

And Silver’s eyes widen.

“Oh. If you put it like that…” the hedgehog mumbles, gaze flicking up to the ceiling. If he had rings and someone came up to him proclaiming they needed them imminently¸ he would have given them all away… Heck, if he didn’t have rings, he’d have torn the planet asunder if that was needed to find someone. Even for a stranger… “I know what you mean. Knowing that you helped someone… It’s a nice feeling,” he adds.

Something just a bit more warm flickers over Tails’ face, though the tiniest twitch of a smile on there dissipates moments later. “But now you just took them from me.”

“And I called you a half-pint,” Silver recounts further. “And you’re angry about both.”

A scoff follows. “You could say that,” Tails sighs back; and with that, he turns around to return to tinkering once more.

That leaves Silver, pensively staring at the ceiling. Tails is mad, and Silver understands why Tails is mad, and if he’d been in such a situation himself he’d also be mad, and if he’d been mad, he would have appreciated it if…

“I’m sorry,” he speaks up. “For insulting you. And stealing your rings.”

The flicking of twin tails freezes. “…You are?” Tails asks, turning around slowly as Silver nods.

“I hurt you. And especially if you’d just have given them to me if asked, that’s… not nice of me. So, sorry.”

Blue eyes regard him warily, Tails’ head tipping to the side. “Would you have been sorry if I hadn’t told you about this?”

“Probably not. But I am now, and that means I won’t say it again. You’re not even that much smaller than I am, really, so I was wrong about that too,” Silver shrugs back earnestly.

For a few seconds Tails just stares. A prickle of discomfort goes over Silver’s spine at it; was that also the wrong thing to say…?

…But then a snort follows. “You’re a really interesting person,” the fox remarks, with a smile on his face; but this is a true smile, Silver is sure of it. “Apology accepted. Promise that if you ever find yourself in such a situation again, you’ll ask us to help you?”

Ask for help… He didn’t ask Espio for help, not at first, the hedgehog muses. Only after extensively running into each other with the chameleon relentlessly following him did they even get to talking. But he’d asked then: if Espio would help or keep getting in his way, and his not-yet-a-friend had chosen the former. And that had made them be friends, the working together and the aid Espio had given him when he needed it most. “If I ask you for help, will that make us be friends?” Silver inquires, Tails hesitating for a second before nodding.

“I think so. If you’d like that.”

“People in the past are nice,” the hedgehog tells him; not the most competent when it comes to mitigating calamities, clearly, but Amy has welcomed him with open arms and the Chaotix are an altogether amiable bunch. Who is to say Tails isn’t the same? “And is there really nothing I can do to make up for it?” Silver does add, after a pause. “I’d feel bad if I didn’t at least try to do something for you.”

“I’d feel bad for asking,” Tails notes back, screwdriver dropping on his desk as he turns to Silver’s Extreme Gear. “Although… You can tell me everything about your Gear and how it works and what it’s made of, and then it’s okay. Deal?”

Studying his broken Gear too Silver nods. “I’m not a technologist. That’s why Amy and Espio said I had to go to you instead, because you’re the greatest at it. But I can do my best, if you want.”

“Heh.” Tails blushes at that, the hedgehog swears, even if it’s hard to see with how the windows mute the light from the afternoon sun. “The greatest?”

“That’s what they said,” Silver recounts. “And, I mean, you do have a plane here. That’s pretty cool!”

“She’s Sonic’s pride and joy. I’m happy to take care of her until we need her for adventures,” Tails all but beams, the little vehicle getting a few pats on her side. “I can tell you all about the Tornado and the versions I made, if you want…?”

“I’d be happy to listen,” the hedgehog agrees; and Tails’ eyes light up, the Extreme Gear grabbed and hoisted onto a table as a torrent of words about technology and planes and Eggman ploys and gadgets begins bursting out.

Silver can’t follow even half of it, but he listens closely, and Tails marvels at his ability to psychokinetically lift up dozens of items at once to move them closer or put them back in their place, and before he knows it the sun has sunken away in full and all the light outside comes from Tails’ lamps and the stars. “It should work again just fine!” the fox tells him, handing over the Gear with a beaming smile of pride.

“Thanks, Tails. I’ll give it a spin immediately.” With careful touches Silver runs a hand over his Gear; it looks just as sleek and pristine as always, but Tails had found tons of little points and places to improve it, he’d said. Amy and Espio hadn’t lied one bit; he truly does know what he is talking about, the hedgehog concedes. Even if his lab is still a bit on the tiny side as Silver walks out of it, but perhaps also here there’s tons of things hidden that the hedgehog would have no knowledge of. Tails definitely has surprised him today.

“If anything is wrong, just come back and I’ll take a look at it.” Following Silver outside Tails rubs behind his head, a more awkward little cough following. “And if you’ve got any other tech from the future, or maybe something with your powers, ah…”

Muffling a chuckle at the shy but inquiring peek sent at him Silver nods. “You’ll be the first to see it, promise.”

“Thank you!” gets grinned at him, Tails’ namesakes twitching eagerly. That hopefully won’t cause any paradoxes or anything, Silver prays to the gods, but so far he’s been to the past a couple of times already and everything has been a-okay. “Take care in the dark, and don’t do anything reckless,” the other adds, giving the Gear a final pat.

“Will do. And thanks again,” Silver agrees, readying himself to go run with his board before jumping up. But before he does so, he draws a deep breath; leaving matters unresolved is not something he’ll ever accept doing. “And thank you for letting me stay. And that we could talk about what happened,” he adds. He’d never have figured out Tails was angry about it otherwise, probably, and that just won’t do for someone he's friends with.

His companion jolts, just a bit. “Oh! It’s really no issue,” the response comes, almost hurriedly… before it falters, and Tails squares his shoulders up as well. “But, it’s also… kind of you that you apologised,” he smiles. “I appreciate it.”

With a nod Silver returns the warm look. “Of course! I’m glad it made you feel better.”

“Hmh,” Tails agrees, ears twitching… before he peeks up and adds a: “And now you’ll never do it again, right?”

Head tipping to the side Silver studies Tails close; but where his words are sharp, something playful twinkles in the fox’s eyes, head tipped to the side and little grin on his face. So he’s joking, the hedgehog figures. “I promise to not call you a half-pint again and not to steal your rings again,” he thus nods back gravely, a snort following.

“Also for Sonic?”

Quite promptly Silver finds himself overtaken by a dour glumness. “Sonic’s on thin ice. Can’t promise anything about him, sorry.”

“Too bad. Any friend of mine is a friend of Sonic. You two will befriend each other as well, and that is a threat,” Tails winks back. And he remains unrelenting in that statement even as Silver huffs and shrugs him off, eventually leaving the fox in stitches with laughter at Silver’s protests while the hedgehog rolls his eyes and gets ready to blast off on his gear.

But there’s something happy and fuzzy bubbling in his chest as well, that Silver can’t exactly place but which he appreciates. And if befriending Sonic will feel like that too, and if Sonic is willing to have him around in the first place, then…!

Maybe he should go hang out with Tails more often, Silver decrees, and the trip back to where he’s staying at Amy’s is a happy one indeed.

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At Fabri-Tech Screen Enclosures, we specialize in custom aluminum fabrication, ensuring that each project meets the highest standards of durability and aesthetic appeal. With over 38 years of industry expertise, we bring innovative designs to life—helping you enhance both the functionality and appearance of your space.

1. Superior Durability and Resistance

One of the biggest advantages of aluminum sheet metal fabrication is its high resistance to corrosion and weather damage. Unlike steel and other metals, aluminum naturally forms a protective oxide layer that prevents rust and deterioration.

This makes aluminum an ideal choice for outdoor structures such as:

Pool enclosures

Aluminum railings

Pergolas and patio covers

Driveway gates and fences

2. Lightweight Yet Strong

One of the standout features of aluminum fabrication is its lightweight nature—weighing only one-third of traditional steel. This makes it an excellent option for projects requiring flexibility and ease of installation. Despite being lightweight, aluminum is incredibly strong, providing exceptional support and stability.

This lightweight nature makes aluminum perfect for large-scale projects, including:

Custom staircases

Awnings and canopies

Ornamental metalwork

Outdoor privacy screens

3. Budget-Friendly & Cost-Effective

Aluminum fabrication provides a perfect balance between affordability and durability. It offers the strength and reliability of steel at a more budget-friendly cost. Additionally, aluminum's low maintenance requirements help property owners save on long-term upkeep expenses.

4. Versatility in Design

Aluminum sheet metal fabrication is highly versatile, allowing for custom designs tailored to specific project needs. Whether you need intricate decorative features, modern railings, or sleek enclosures.

5. Eco-Friendly & Sustainable

Aluminum is 100% recyclable, making it an environmentally friendly choice for sustainable construction. Its recyclability helps reduce environmental impact while maintaining energy efficiency.

At Fabri-Tech Screen Enclosures, we provide high-quality screen enclosures built to last. We offer a wide range of screen options tailored to the unique demands of Florida’s climate. We have many years of experience in designing and constructing your outdoor living areas. We build pool cage design and construction, pool safety fences, screen enclosure repair, sunrooms and lanais, and concrete additions.

To learn more about our products and services, contact Fabri-Tech Screen Enclosures today at 941-393-0100 or 239-722-5565 or message us online.

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Custom Metal Assembly Services for OEMs | Metalman Auto Ltd.

Metalman Auto Ltd. offers custom metal assembly services for OEMs, providing comprehensive solutions from component sourcing to final product assembly. Our expertise in metal fabrication and assembly ensures precise and reliable results. We work closely with OEMs to understand their specific requirements, offering flexible and cost-effective assembly services for a wide range of industries. Contact us to discuss your custom metal assembly needs.

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Built to Endure Aerospace Engineering Components Redefined

In our previous blog, we explored the intricacies of custom metal fabrication in the aerospace industry, highlighting where bespoke solutions are most needed in aircraft frames, structural assemblies, or critical components and how material choices like aluminium and stainless steel play a vital role. This time, we focus on the rigorous demands of aerospace environments and how Allmarc responds with tailored solutions built to withstand pressure, altitude, temperature variation, and time. It’s about engineering for endurance, reliability, and resilience in flight.

Why Aerospace Demands More

The aerospace sector operates in some of the harshest environments—extreme temperatures, rapid pressure changes, and continuous exposure to corrosive elements. Aircraft must perform reliably through turbulence, wind shear, thunderstorms, and sudden altitude changes, all while maintaining structural integrity and functionality. These challenging conditions call for specialised aerospace fabrication services that deliver components engineered for both resilience and precision.

Unlike typical industrial machinery, aerospace engineering components must strike the perfect balance between being lightweight and exceptionally strong. The materials used need to withstand significant environmental conditions without adding unnecessary weight that could compromise fuel efficiency or performance. Even minor deviations in fabrication can lead to operational inefficiencies or serious safety risks.

Given these challenges, aerospace manufacturing relies on engineering fabrication to maintain tight tolerances, material uniformity, and long-term dependability. As aircraft designs grow with a greater emphasis on sustainability and efficiency, manufacturing standards rise, demanding innovative, tailored metal solutions for today's flying machines.

Conditions That Define Aerospace Fabrication Standards

The aerospace sector demands more than accuracy; it demands endurance under pressure. From engine mounts to fuselage panels, aerospace metal fabrication must anticipate extremes and surpass them. Here’s why precision is at the heart of every fabricated component:

Heat Resistance at Core Components

Components like combustion chambers, turbine blades, and fuel injection systems face intense internal temperatures.

These must be fabricated using materials and techniques that can handle sustained heat exposure without warping, cracking, or degrading over time.

Custom fabrication ensures correct material thickness, thermal resistance, and finishing processes like heat treatments and shielding gas welding.

Survival in Sub-Zero Conditions

At cruising altitudes, temperatures can drop dramatically. Exterior structures, like fuselage panels and wing surfaces, are subjected to intense cold for extended periods.

Only custom sheet metal fabrication can ensure these parts remain structurally sound and resistant to brittleness or thermal shock.

Withstanding Pressure and Unpredictable Winds

Wind shear, updrafts, and pressure fronts cause severe stress on aircraft bodies.

Structural components such as wing brackets, tail sections, and engine mounts are custom-fabricated to ensure dimensional integrity, allowing the aircraft to stay stable even under extreme weather situations.

Aerodynamic Precision and Weight Efficiency

The slightest dimensional deviation can affect flight balance and fuel efficiency.

Custom aircraft sheet metal fabrication ensures tight tolerances, smooth aerodynamic finishes, and lightweight builds without compromising integrity.

Complex Designs, Stringent Regulations

Aerospace components often involve multi-stage welding, intermittent brazing, and exact curvature control.

Every piece must comply with industry standards and aerospace regulations, making precise, custom-built fabrication an absolute necessity.

Precision is more than simply tolerances; it is about foresight. Metal fabrication solutions in aerospace must be designed to ensure that every component operates reliably even under the most demanding operational conditions. From structural integrity to aerodynamic balance, each component is designed to meet the stringent requirements that define airworthiness and long-term performance.

From Core to Component: Aerospace Materials in Action

Material selection plays a critical role in ensuring aerospace components withstand intense flight demands, including high pressure, thermal extremes, and mechanical stress. Each component requires a fabrication approach aligned with its function and environmental exposure.

Aluminium remains the backbone for fabricating wing panels and engine turbine elements, valued for its lightweight strength and corrosion resistance essential for fuel efficiency and aerodynamic performance. Its excellent formability allows for seamless integration into complex structures.

Stainless steel is frequently chosen for jet engines, fuel tanks, and landing structures, where thermal resilience and structural stability are vital under fluctuating temperatures and pressures. Its resistance to oxidation and deformation makes it indispensable in high-heat zones.

Furthermore, structural steel and tailored alloys are utilised selectively in assemblies that require high rigidity, fatigue resistance, or shock absorption. These metals maintain structural integrity under turbulence and fast altitude changes.

Together, these materials constitute the foundation of precision aerospace manufacture, with each playing a distinct, high-performance function in flight-critical systems.

Allmarc’s Approach: Fabricating for Flight-Readiness

With a sharp focus on fabrication excellence, Allmarc addresses the demanding needs of the aerospace sector through precision, consistency, and purpose-built solutions.

Precision-Led Fabrication for Aerospace Demands

Allmarc specialises in fabricating high-performance aerospace components that meet tight tolerances and stringent quality standards. From structural elements to detailed subassemblies, each part is designed to deliver uncompromised accuracy and compliance.

Expertise in Aerospace Structural Assemblies

Fuselage supports wing panels, and other load-bearing sections are fabricated with careful control over dimensional stability and strength-to-weight ratio, ensuring long-term operational integrity.

Custom Metal Solutions for Complex Requirements

Allmarc develops fabrication solutions that align with each project’s functional and environmental challenges whether for high-pressure environments, rapid temperature shifts, or resistance to corrosion and fatigue.

Integration of Automation in Production

Through automated welding, cutting, and bending systems, Allmarc maintains consistency across high-volume requirements while upholding the exacting standards demanded by aerospace applications.

End-to-End Fabrication Capability

From metal preparation to final assembly, Allmarc offers a comprehensive range of aerospace fabrication services engineered to support both prototype development and scalable production.

What’s Next in Aerospace Fabrication

Driven by rapid evolution in aerospace fabrication, the industry is entering an era that demands lighter structures, greater fuel economy, and components built with exceptional accuracy. To meet these elevated benchmarks, custom metal fabrication is proving indispensable, especially in producing complex aerospace engineering components with tight tolerances and structural integrity. Technologies such as laser cutting and automated sheet metal forming are transforming traditional fabrication, reducing waste while accelerating production timelines. Allmarc continues to stay future-aligned by embracing smart fabrication methods and materials innovation that support both sustainability and high performance. As the sky becomes the starting point, not the limit, it’s the innovators in metal fabrication solutions who will define the altitude of tomorrow’s aerospace breakthroughs.

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Voltas Hard Top Convertible Freezers — Double Door 320 Ltr

Voltas Hard Top Convertible Freezers — Double Door 320 Ltr

Stylish Convertible Freezers, featuring Grey Embossed Metal Sheets for a premium aesthetic that lasts. Built to stand the test of time, they boast cutting-edge Dual Temperature Technology for optimal storage of beverages, dairy, and frozen foods. Energy-efficient and eco-friendly, they keep your products cold or frozen for ultimate consumer enjoyment

The Voltas Hard Top Convertible Freezer — Double Door 320 Ltr features a soft aesthetic design that enhances any space. With rollers for easy mobility, it can be moved with ease. The dual temperature freezing/cooling technology ensures optimal storage for various products, while the UV-grade plastic guarantees a long-lasting, attractive appearance. For added security, the door lock allows for restricted access, and the anti-corrosive pre-coated body ensures durability, making it an ideal choice for both commercial and residential use.

Brand Name: VOLTAS Country of Origin: India

ColdShell is a trusted Delhi-based supplier and manufacturer of commercial kitchen and refrigeration equipment, dedicated to supporting businesses across food service, hospitality, and retail. Our online store provides access to a carefully curated range of high-quality products, including Voltas chest freezers, Haier deep freezers, Hoshizaki ice machines, and Voltas ductable air conditioners. Known for durability and efficiency, our equipment meets the high standards of professional kitchens and storage facilities.

Our commitment to excellence means offering products that combine robust performance with energy efficiency, ensuring businesses get reliable, long-term solutions. ColdShell’s knowledgeable team is available to assist customers with product selection and technical support, making sure you find the best match for your operational needs.

With secure online shopping and prompt delivery options, we make purchasing commercial equipment easy and reliable. ColdShell’s customer-first approach ensures support at every stage — from browsing to post-purchase assistance. Choose ColdShell for trusted brands, dedicated service, and equipment designed to keep your business running smoothly. Visit our e-commerce platform today to explore our full product range and discover the ColdShell difference.

Name: Coldshell

Address: G-10, Vardhman Grand Plaza, Community Centre, Halar Rd, Sector 8, Rohini, Delhi, 110085

Phone: +91–9818885799, +91–9818848579

Web: www.coldshell.in

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Welcome to Molybdenum goods, your reliable source for superior Molybdenum Rods, Sheets/Plates, EDM Wire, Bi-Metal, and Beryllium Copper goods. With considerable expertise and a thorough grasp of the industry, we are dedicated to providing high-quality materials designed to fulfill the stringent requirements of current applications. Our product line serves a variety of sectors, including aerospace, electronics, medical, and high-temperature manufacturing. Whether you want conventional sizes or unique requirements, we guarantee dependable performance, precision, and consistency. At Molybdenum Products, customer satisfaction, technical assistance, and on-time delivery are key to all we do. Partner with us for exceptional quality and service in innovative metal solutions.

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Dynemech Wedge Mounts – Engineered for Precision, Stability, and Performance in Industrial Applications Take your industrial operation to the next level with Dynemech Wedge Mounts, the ultimate professional levelling and vibration control solution. Dynemech Wedge mounts can be used for a wide variety of machine tool applications as they can be installed simply without complicated foundations, straight and level with negligible vibration to maximise your productivity.  Dynemech Wedge Mounts are perfect for any high-speed CNC machining centres, heavy duty presses, or any mechanical dispensing problems at an injection moulding operation. Dynemech Wedge Mounts will provide a vibration-free stable operating surface, allowing you to obtain maximum performance from a machine tool and greatly extend a more operational and productive life of your investment.

Custom Built Solutions for Industrial Applications

Dynemech Wedge Mounts come with a range of load ratings and are made for your unique requirement in a variety of industrial applications, including;

• CNC Machining Centres for precision cutting and milling

• Turning, Drilling, and Milling Machines for flexible machining

• Sheet Metal Fabrication and Processing Equipment for heavy duty applications

• Injection moulding machines for continuous production

• Press and Automation for cyclical machining applications

Keep your machine tools working at their best with a solid, consistent vibration-dampening base, reducing wear whilst increasing accuracy and ensuring machinery performs consistently throughout dynamic applications.

   The Innovative 3-Piece Wedge Design that Achieves Superior Levelling In the core of Dynemech Wedge Mounts is an advanced three-piece wedge and adjustable anchor bolt design that provides:

• Precise Levelling: Finely adjust machine vertical height and angular alignment, even on an irregular surface.

• Quick Installation: Set up with accuracy in minutes, reducing downtime when commissioning or transferring machinery.

• Easy Adjustability/Movement: Change or move equipment in place whenever desired without loss of stability.

The middle wedge and sliding top plate allow for great height and levelling adjustment, making them excellent for machines operating on floors that have irregular conditions or weak foundations.

Anti-Skid Plate Alone Lets You Avoid Costly Foundations

Forget expensive, drawn-out anchoring systems. Dynemech Wedge Mounts provide a friction-intensive anti-skid plate which attaches to the floor and stays stable under high vibration loads. This type of foundation-free installation makes it easy, enabling supported freestanding manufacturing jobs, helping modern manufacturing companies improve efficiency and versatility.

Advantages of Dynemech Wedge Mounts:

• Superior Accuracy: Keep tighter tolerances and improve output quality with high-precision applications.

• Vibration Isolation: Isolate sensitive equipment from damaging vibrations and provide longer operational life.

• Toughness: Designed for heavy loads in harsh industrial environments.

• Flexibility: Perfect for both static and set-up machinery, small lathes to large presses.

 By purchasing Dynemech Wedge Mounts, you are obtaining a product that has quality engineering and user function that provides measurable results for your operations.

Explore Dynemech’s Vibration Control Solutions Ready to transform your machinery’s performance?

Discover our full range of vibration isolation and levelling products designed to meet the needs of industries worldwide.

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In today’s world, where individuality and uniqueness are highly valued, personalized décor has become increasingly popular. From custom-made furniture to bespoke wall art, people are seeking ways to express their personality and style in their living spaces. One innovative solution that has gained traction in the realm of home décor is printable vinyl. In this article, we will explore the power of personalization through the use of Printable Vinyl for creating customized wall décor.

Introduction to the Power of Personalization Personalized décor holds a special place in the hearts of homeowners, as it allows them to infuse their living spaces with elements that reflect their identity and tastes. Whether it’s a family photo collage or a motivational quote displayed prominently on the wall, personalized décor adds warmth and character to any room. At the forefront of this trend is the versatile material known as printable vinyl.

Understanding Printable Vinyl Printable vinyl is a type of material that can be printed on using a standard inkjet or laser printer. It comes in various forms, including adhesive-backed sheets and heat-transfer vinyl. One of the key advantages of printable vinyl is its ability to adhere to a wide range of surfaces, making it ideal for creating custom wall art.

Choosing the Right Printable Vinyl When selecting printable vinyl for wall décor projects, it’s essential to consider factors such as durability, adhesion, and print quality. Opting for high-quality vinyl ensures that your personalized creations stand the test of time and maintain their vibrant colors.

Designing Customized Wall Décor with Printable Vinyl Designing personalized wall art with printable vinyl is a fun and rewarding process. Armed with a printer, vinyl sheets, and a dash of creativity, you can transform any blank wall into a stunning focal point. From custom quotes to intricate designs, the possibilities are endless.

Step-by-Step Guide to Applying Printable Vinyl Applying printable vinyl to your walls is a straightforward process that yields professional-looking results. Begin by preparing the surface and carefully following the instructions provided with your chosen vinyl. With a bit of patience and attention to detail, you can achieve flawless application every time.

Maintenance and Longevity of Printable Vinyl Wall Décor To ensure the longevity of your personalized wall art, it’s essential to properly care for your printable vinyl. Regular cleaning and maintenance will help preserve the integrity of the vinyl and keep your décor looking fresh for years to come.

Conclusion In conclusion, the power of personalization knows no bounds when it comes to home décor. By harnessing the versatility of printable vinyl, you can unleash your creativity and transform your living space into a reflection of your unique personality and style. Whether you’re adorning your walls with family photos, inspirational quotes, or abstract designs, printable vinyl offers endless possibilities for customization.

FAQs (Frequently Asked Questions): Can printable vinyl be used on any surface? Printable vinyl is compatible with a variety of surfaces, including walls, glass, wood, and metal. However, it’s essential to ensure that the surface is clean and smooth for optimal adhesion.

Is printable vinyl easy to remove from walls? While printable vinyl is designed to adhere firmly to surfaces, it can be removed with the proper techniques. Applying heat with a hairdryer or heat gun can help soften the adhesive, making it easier to peel off without damaging the wall.

Can I reposition printable vinyl after it has been applied? Once printable vinyl has been applied to a surface, it may be challenging to reposition without causing damage. It’s best to take care during the application process to achieve the desired placement.

How long does printable vinyl last on walls?

The longevity of printable vinyl on walls depends on various factors, including the quality of the vinyl, environmental conditions, and maintenance practices. With proper care, printable vinyl can last several years without fading or peeling.

Are there any restrictions on the types of images or designs that can be printed on vinyl? Printable vinyl can accommodate a wide range of images and designs, from simple graphics to high-resolution photographs. However, it’s essential to ensure that the images you choose are suitable for printing and won’t infringe on any copyright laws.

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One-off items, mass production, custom and standard, Vollers proudly serve the Illawarra and South Coast in any sheet metal fabrication solutions. https://vollers.com.au/

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Benefits of Using Dental Aligners for a Perfect Smile

Achieving a perfect smile is a common aspiration for many individuals, and dental aligners have emerged as a popular and effective solution to address this goal. Unlike traditional metal braces, dental aligners offer a discreet, comfortable, and flexible approach to orthodontic treatment. If you’re considering enhancing your smile, understanding the benefits of using dental aligners can help you make an informed decision about your treatment options.

Discreet and Comfortable

One of the most significant advantages of dental aligners is their discreet nature. Made from clear, BPA-free plastic, Alvy Dental aligners are virtually invisible when worn, making them an attractive option for those who prefer a more subtle orthodontic treatment. Unlike metal braces, which can be noticeable and uncomfortable, aligners are designed to fit snugly over your teeth, providing a comfortable and nearly invisible solution to teeth straightening.

Customization for a Perfect Fit

Dental aligners are customized to fit your unique dental structure. The treatment begins with a comprehensive examination, including digital scans or impressions of your teeth. Using this information, a precise 3D model of your mouth is created, and a series of custom aligners is developed to gradually shift your teeth into their ideal positions. This personalized approach ensures that Alvy Dental aligners are tailored specifically to your orthodontic needs, resulting in more effective and efficient treatment.

Convenient and Removable

One of the standout benefits of dental aligners is their convenience. Unlike traditional braces, which are fixed in place, Alvy Dental aligners are removable. This feature allows you to eat and drink without restrictions and makes maintaining oral hygiene easier. Simply remove your aligners while eating, and brush and floss your teeth as usual before reinserting them. This removability ensures that you can continue to enjoy your favorite foods and maintain a high standard of oral hygiene throughout your treatment.

Improved Oral Health

Maintaining good oral health during orthodontic treatment is crucial. Dental aligners help facilitate this by being removable, which makes it easier to clean your teeth and gums thoroughly. Traditional braces can trap food particles and plaque, making oral hygiene more challenging. With Alvy Dental aligners, you can clean your teeth and aligners more effectively, reducing the risk of cavities and gum disease.

Efficient Treatment Time

In many cases, dental aligners can provide faster results compared to traditional braces. The advanced technology used in the design and manufacturing of aligners sheets in the USA allows for precise adjustments and efficient movement of your teeth. While treatment time varies depending on individual needs, many people find that aligners offer a quicker path to achieving their desired smile.

Fewer Office Visits

Another advantage of dental aligners is the reduction in the frequency of office visits. Traditional braces often require regular adjustments and check-ups, which can be time-consuming. With Alvy dental aligners, you typically need fewer visits to the orthodontist, as the aligners are designed to be changed at home according to a pre-determined schedule. This convenience can make managing your orthodontic treatment more efficient and less disruptive to your daily life.

Predictable Results

The use of advanced 3D imaging technology in designing dental aligners allows for highly predictable results. Before you even start your treatment, you’ll have a clear view of how your teeth will shift and the final outcome of your smile. This level of predictability helps ensure that your treatment plan is tailored to meet your expectations and deliver the desired results.

Choosing dental aligners for your orthodontic needs offers numerous benefits, from their discreet appearance to their customizable fit and ease of use. With the convenience of removable aligners, improved oral health, and efficient treatment times, it’s no wonder that many individuals are opting for this modern approach to achieving a perfect smile. If you’re looking for a reliable and effective solution, consider Alvy Dental aligners and experience the advantages of a confident, beautiful smile.

At Alvy Dental, we are committed to providing high-quality dental aligners and exceptional care to help you achieve the smile you’ve always wanted. Explore our range of aligners and start your journey to a perfect smile today.