#CAD Extensions

[prototechsolutionsblog]

The Bridge to Innovation: Why Revit Needs an OBJ Exporter

Introduction

Autodesk Revit is a powerful BIM (Building Information Modeling) software used extensively in the architecture, engineering, and construction industries. It enables professionals to design, model, and document complex building structures with precision and efficiency. However, there are situations where you may need to export your Revit models to other software applications for various purposes, such as visualization, simulation, or 3D printing. This is where an OBJ (Wavefront Object) exporter for Revit becomes invaluable. In this blog post, we'll explore the reasons why you need an OBJ exporter for Revit and the benefits it brings to your workflow.

1. Compatibility with a Wide Range of 3D Software

One of the primary reasons for using an OBJ exporter for Revit is compatibility. OBJ is a widely recognized 3D file format supported by an extensive list of 3D software applications. When you export your Revit models as OBJ files, you can easily share your designs with collaborators or transfer them to other specialized software for tasks such as rendering, animation, or simulation. Some popular software packages that support OBJ include Blender, 3ds Max, Maya, Unity, and many more.

2. High-Quality Mesh Export

Revit models consist of BIM elements like walls, floors, roofs, and families. These elements are typically represented as parametric objects with detailed information. When exporting to OBJ, Revit converts these parametric objects into polygonal meshes, allowing for a more efficient transfer of geometry. OBJ files maintain the visual fidelity and structural integrity of your design, ensuring that complex architectural details and textures are preserved accurately.

3. Streamlined Visualization

Visualization is a critical aspect of architectural and construction projects. An OBJ exporter for Revit simplifies the process of rendering and visualizing your models in other 3D software. You can import your OBJ files into rendering software like Blender or 3ds Max to create stunning, photorealistic renderings, which are essential for client presentations, project approvals, and marketing materials. OBJ files can also be used in virtual reality (VR) and augmented reality (AR) applications, enhancing your ability to communicate design concepts effectively.

4. Simulation and Analysis

In certain scenarios, you may need to analyze your Revit models for structural integrity, energy efficiency, or other factors. Many simulation and analysis tools, such as finite element analysis (FEA) or computational fluid dynamics (CFD) software, require 3D models in a compatible format. By exporting your Revit models to OBJ, you can seamlessly integrate them into these specialized software packages for in-depth analysis and optimization.

5. 3D Printing

The field of 3D printing has seen rapid growth in recent years, and architects and engineers often use it to create physical prototypes, scale models, or custom building components. OBJ files are widely accepted by 3D printing software and services, making it easy to translate your Revit designs into tangible objects. Whether you're working on an architectural model or a structural component, exporting your Revit model as an OBJ file ensures that it can be easily converted into a 3D-printable format.

6. Cross-Platform Collaboration

Collaboration is key in the AEC (Architecture, Engineering, and Construction) industry. Teams often consist of professionals using various software tools, and seamless data exchange is crucial for project success. An OBJ exporter for Revit facilitates cross-platform collaboration by providing a standardized format that can be imported into different software environments. This compatibility reduces the risk of data loss and ensures that all team members can work with the same model.

Conclusion

In conclusion, an OBJ exporter for Revit is a valuable tool that enhances the versatility and compatibility of your BIM workflow. It enables you to share, visualize, analyze, and produce physical models from your Revit designs with ease. By using OBJ as an intermediary format, you can tap into the full potential of your Revit models, allowing you to collaborate more effectively with colleagues and unlock new possibilities in architecture and construction projects. Whether you're creating stunning visualizations, conducting simulations, or 3D printing prototypes, an OBJ exporter for Revit is a valuable addition to your toolkit.

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[dandyshucks]

posting here bc theres less ppl following me on this blog compared to main FDJSKL but it is thundering (and therefore lightning is striking as well) currently and we've been in an intense heatwave and there's evac alerts and orders all around the area and i've just kind of been like 🧍‍♂️ for the past couple weeks trying to be chill about it bc this is the fourth or fifth year in a row of this so i am somewhat used to it but also aough :( also now i have an expensive drawing tablet that i would not be able to buy a new one of so i am trying to figure out if i should include it in my grab-n-go evac bag... its so big though and would take up so much room but RRRGHHH I DUNNO i hate these sorts of decisions 😭😭😭

[resdraft]

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[flimsy-roost]

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[malcriada]

Help Firas and Nisreen Raise $545 in a Week

prices for the simplest items in North Gaza can fluctuate wildly, if they are available at all.

my friend Firas @firasmuhaisenn and his sister Nisreen are two first-year medical students who went to study in Egypt before the genocide started. their family is stuck in North Gaza and lost their source of income. i have posted about them extensively here Firas and Nisreen must not only pay for rent, food and necessities for themselves in Egypt, but they also have to make sure their family survives and has enough to eat.

to make sure the entire family can survive, they absolutely have to reach a weekly goal of $545 USD (= $734 CAD) while the possibility of the Rafah crossing opening soon remains, it is important we also think of these funds gathered as a form of Palestinian survival amidst a genocide. until the crossing reopens, Firas and his family need our help just to survive another day! anything you can give this family truly helps them feed themselves. let's help Firas and Nisreen, they are so young and can only carry so much on their shoulders! $0 / $545 USD (until 09/05/24)

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[periwinklecosma]

list of palestinian fundraisers (part 5)

(part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4)

next batch of fundraisers! if you are unable to donate, please at least reblog. a few of the fundraisers below have less than 5% of their goal met and could really use more people helping to spread their stories.

disclaimer: i do not vet fundraisers, nor am i in extensive contact with any of the people below. these are just people that reached out to me via my asks and messages, and i am only going off of information that has been provided to me through posts made by them and other people spotlighting them.

Ahmed, Eman, Zain, and Leen (@children-gaza) - €6,438/€15,000 (42.92%) // vetted by @/90-ghost (here) and @/northgazaupdates (here)

Ahmed Jehad (@ahmad-syam-blog) - $1,274 CAD/$40,000 (3.19%) // vetted by the collective Bees and Watermelons (#171 on this spreadsheet) // EXTREMELY LOW ON FUNDS

Ahmed Atila (@save-ahmed-family1) - €742/€20,000 (3.71%) // not yet vetted but appears legitimate // EXTREMELY LOW ON FUNDS

Aya Alanqar (@ayaalanqarsblog) - €8,953/€15,000 (59.69%) // vetted by @/90-ghost (here)

Yousef Jehad (@yousefjehad3) - $3,160/$15,000 (21.07%) // vetted by @/90-ghost (here)

Samah Hijazi (@savesmahfamily) - €155/€50,000 (0.31%) // not yet vetted but appears legitimate // EXTREMELY LOW ON FUNDS

Yousef Hussein (@adham-89) - $11,186/$50,000 (22.37%) // vetted by @/90-ghost (here)

Sameh Darar (@samhderar) - €337/€50,000 (0.67%) // not yet vetted but appears legitimate // EXTREMELY LOW ON FUNDS

Wafaa Resh (@wafaaresh6) - €27,462/€100,000 (27.46%) // vetted by @/90-ghost (here) -> Note: Wafaa's mother is chronically ill and requires treatment.

Mahmoud and Yasmin Al-Balawi (@yasminalbalawiigaza) - €36,123/€50,000 (72.25%) // vetted by @/90-ghost (here) -> Note: Mahmoud's parents are both chronically ill and require treatment.

[a-shade-of-blue]

Everyone, I'm really worried for Mahmoud's family (@mahmoudfamily1) in Gaza. His campaign barely has any donations, and there have been continuous attacks on Nuseirat refugee camp where his 17 family members are staying. I've posted about it here and here. Things have only gotten worse today.

Two houses in Nuseirat have been bombed today, killing at least 13 people and injuring dozen others. A lot of the people killed are women and children. More than one-third of the people martyred today as of right now is from Nuseirat.

In the past few days people in Nuseirat has suffered from drone attacks, air raids, bombing of family homes and ambulances. Mahmoud's family, including several children and a two-year-old baby are stuck in Nuseirat right now. They have no money to evacuate. And in addition to the bombing they also have to deal with the cold, the heavy rain and the shortage of food and clean water.

Mahmoud's campaign is really struggling. Donations are tickling in really slowly and sometimes he doesn't even get 1 donation a day. He hasn't even reached 1% of his campaign goal. The lives 17 people depend on these funds, please donate, and if not at least share so it can reach more people!

Low Funds! Only $1,202 CAD raised of $80,000 goal! Last donation was 17 hours ago!

Mahmoud's campaign is vetted by association. Mahmoud is a friend of @hazempalestine (vetted by @/el-shab-hussein and is listed as #281 on the verified fundraiser list by @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi). I've also been chatting with him extensively both on and off Tumblr. We even follow each other's private IG accounts. Please, I worry about his family.

[khanger]

Hello world 👋

The children and adults of the Siraj family walk 700 meters every day to get water. Do you hear? They are exposed to danger on their way. They stand in line for water for hours. Most of the time, the water is polluted. Does this mean anything to you! Why am I telling you this? Because this family needs easy access to water safely without hardship, danger, and fatigue. They need to reach 70k to be able to buy a submersible generator and a water extension network. They only have $900 left, be their help and support, and contribute to supporting their campaign.

Vetted by @el-shab-hussein 219

$69,276\$70,000 CAD

$724 Away From short-term goal

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[dcforgaza]

EXCITING DONATION UPDATE:

Good day, everyone! Yesterday, June 14th, was our original stopping point before our extension until the 21st. So, how much have we raised in two weeks? Drumroll please…..

‼️$6,548.39 USD‼️

Thank you all so, so much. We couldn't have raised this money for Palestine without everyone's support. We appreciate everyone who has been a part of this event—donors, volunteers, those sharing our posts around—thank you all so very much. The staff at DCG4G are so proud and happy at what we all accomplished for the people of Palestine.

Donations are STILL OPEN until June 21st, so we implore you to donate while you can! There have been so many beautiful drawn artwork, incredibly profound writing, and absolutely stellar edits, so don't wait to donate.

Thank you all once again. We can't say it enough. We've broken our Round 1 total by over $1,300 USD (1379.61 to be exact)! Let's continue this, and aim for an even higher number before our final donation deadline is up. Thank you, sincerely.

if you'd like to see the donation amount in a different currency for fun, read below

6,548.39 USD amounts to:

8,895.33 CAD 10,089.76 AUD 7,740,196.98 ARS 36,302.31 BRL 4,822.76 GBP 5,666.98 EUR 106,660,176.32 IDR 193,288.83 NTD/TWD

[intermundia]

so prima facie the fact that mind control is one of the powers that the good guys use in star wars seems absurd. we feel instinctively that it's evil to control someone else's will; that's clearly not morally acceptable. so how can we understand it being on the light side? i think it has to be understood as an extension of the nonviolent power of persuasion rather than violent combat.

the jedi can reach out and connect with the part of someone that already agrees with what they need, and push that resolution to rise from their subconscious like any other inclination. they are not forcibly imposing a new thought or a new desire, which is why three jedi together couldn't force cad bane to do something he absolutely would not do in an episode of the clone wars.

the subject of a mind trick therefore always has to want on some level to do the thing the jedi suggests. they want to do less work, take a break, skip a hassle, trust a friendly stranger. in a situation where it is necessary for the jedi to get by someone and they don't want to harm them? a mind trick is a solution that avoids instigating violence, which the jedi philosophy precludes them from doing.

it's persuasion, not domination, if that makes sense. persuasion is arguably a kind of violence, but it's the most a civilized one and the one a light side monk would prefer to use to minimize collateral damage. the dark side would grab someone's mind and impose a foreign desire without regard for the individual's wishes, turning others to slaves of their will. that's just not what a mind trick is.

[wildrangers]

I have a matt smith request, this is like a part 2 kinda on your "surprising matt you're pregnant" fic, can you do where they call their friends/castmates to tell she's pregnant and to see their reactions. Thankyouuuu

I’m thinking this is going to be a small series of sorts but nothing extensive. I have a few other family-focused asks waiting to be written so I’m planning to have it be the same reader character. That way, it’ll be its own little universe of sorts but also each can be a stand alone. Here is the pregnancy surprise ask, a part one of sorts 🙂

Tropes & Topics: pregnancy, fluff

Word Count: 1.2K

“But love, everyone is going to be so excited!” Matt argues, pouting dramatically. 

“I know Matt, I’m not saying they won’t be” you reply, resting your hands on his chest. “But I’m still in the first trimester and I want to keep things small right now. Our parents know, as does your sister who I’m so thrilled will be little one’s godmother. That’s plenty for now, okay?”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry to push” he apologizes, covering your hands with his own. “I’m just rubbish at keeping secrets.” 

“Think of it like an NDA for a show” you suggest and he chuckles, nodding. 

“I feel awful not telling Fabs, especially since we know we want him to be the godfather.” 

“Why don’t we plan to tell him first then?” 

“Brilliant idea, my love” he replies, kissing between your brows. 

So, two months later and officially into your fourth month of pregnancy, you were putzing around the kitchen, putting the final touches on dinner for the small party you and Matt had planned. Everyone but Fabien had been given a start time of six so when the doorbell chimed shortly after half past five you knew who Matt would be greeting. 

“Oh it smells lovely in here!” you hear Fabien compliment from behind you a moment later and you turn to greet him with a smile. 

“Why thank you! How are you doing?” you ask, giving him a long hug. 

“I’m well, it’s generous of you two to host this before the first leg of international shooting for season two.”

“Oh we’re happy to, it’s always wonderful having everyone altogether. I know you lot will get to see each other all the time but since I’m not on set…” 

“I mean you could finally quit the job you don’t really like and join us,” Fabien suggests, smiling. This was not a new conversation amongst your and Matt’s friends and little did he know your bags were packed alongside Matt’s in your bedroom. 

“Time will tell” you allow, grinning at the surprised look on his face as Matt joins you two in the kitchen, handing Fabien a glass of wine. 

“Well it’s not a no like usual, so I'll certainly take that. Matt, are you finally getting through to your lovely fiancée?” 

“You know I always defer to her wisdom” Matt smiles, squeezing your shoulder before stirring the pot left on the stove. 

“I guess that’s a good segue to some exciting news” you grin and Fabien’s eyes widen. “I’m actually going to Spain with you all!” 

“No! You cad, I can’t believe you didn’t tell me!” Fabien chastises Matt before wrapping you in another excited hug. “Oh, we’re going to have the best time, Y/N.”

“I’ve never been to Spain and this seemed like the perfect time to since I actually did recently resign from work.”

“What?! Why?” Fabien asks, eyes bulging even wider somehow. 

“Well, we need to focus on packing up the apartment here so we can move into our new home just outside the city” Matt explains, chuckling more as Fabien’s shock deepens. 

“I didn’t even know you two were thinking of moving, this place has been a staple of yours for years now. What’s changed?” 

“Well, we want to make sure there’s plenty of room for the baby” Matt says casually and Fabien nods along until the words finally hit him.

“Are you being serious?!” Fabien asks, hands clapped over his mouth. 

“Surprise!” you laugh and Fabien’s eyes begin to moisten. “Oh Fabs…”

“Oh mates, I’m so happy for you both” he replies, pulling Matt into a firm hug, clapping him on the back a few times before releasing him to place a kiss on your cheek. “Wait, who else knows? Is that why I’m the only one here?”

“Just you other than immediate family” you reply, looking pointedly at Matt. 

“Oh gosh, I can't wait to be Uncle Fabien!” 

“Uncle is great, but how does godfather sound?” Matt asks, voice thick with emotion. The two share a long look as Fabien’s eyes dampen further.

“Matt, you’re joking” Fabien says quietly, eyes darting between you both. 

“Fabien, you’re one of the best men I’ve ever met. I can’t think of anyone else that we'd rather be their godfather” you say earnestly and Fabien brushes a few tears away before pulling you into a tight embrace. 

“I am beyond honored,” Fabien says, clasping Matt on the shoulder. “Oh gosh, everyone’s going to flip!” 

“I know, right? I’ve wanted to tell everyone for months now” Matt replies eagerly and you shake your head, smiling, as you take the pot off the stove and begin reaching for the last platter you need. 

“Y/N, stop, let me” Fabien cuts in, easily reaching the top shelf you’d been stretching towards. 

“I’m pregnant, not an invalid” you say fiercely, glaring at him while you take the serving dish. 

“Oh lovely, I won’t have to be the only one who hears that line now” Matt says enthusiastically and you stick your tongue out at him. 

“I keep saying it because it’s true!” 

“Yes, but we love you and we love little one so let us take care of you both, please?” Fabien requests and you sigh, stepping aside and letting the two men lift the heavy serving platters of food just as the doorbell rings. 

“You don’t say a word Fabien, okay? We have it all planned out” Matt warned and Fabien mimes zipping his lips. 

Soon enough, everyone’s seated around the table and Matt’s tapping his glass to get everyone’s attention. “Thank you all so much for joining Y/N and I, I’ll make this quick. I know we lured you here as this being a send off for the start of season two but it’s a bit more than that. This is actually going to be our last party at this place, as we’re moving to a home outside the city shortly.”

“Oh congratulations, how exciting” Emma smiles and you thank them as everyone choruses their agreement. 

“What, are you two about to pop out a couple of kids now since you’re moving to the suburbs?” Olivia jokes and everyone laughs, you loudest of all. 

“I don’t know about a couple but definitely one this year” you say slyly. There’s a moment of silence while everyone processes your words before your friends erupt in celebration. 

“Oh my gosh, I would never have said anything if I knew, I’m so sorry!” Olivia insists, cheeks flaming red. 

“No, no it’s fine that was actually a perfect set up so thank you” you reply sincerely. 

“When are you due?!” Tom questions, scooping food onto his plate before passing the bowl around. 

“Late May so we’ll have either a little Taurus or Gemini” you reply, excited. 

“Oh, she has to be a Gemini, that would be amazing!” Phia says emphatically and you laugh at her enthusiasm. “Matt’s too stubborn already, a Taurus wouldn’t mesh well.”

“Wait, she?” Matt questions, brows raised. “Do you know something we don’t know yet?” 

“No, no, just a feeling,” she explains. 

“Well, I think it’s a boy,” Ewan jumps in. 

“Place your bets now, we have that appointment in a little less than a month.” 

As your friends debate around you, Matt squeezes your hand drawing your attention to him. “I love you, darling” he says quietly, placing a gentle kiss to your cheek.

“And we love you” you reply and his face breaks into that familiar grin that sends your heart racing each time you see it. You’d started saying we since surprising him with the pregnancy announcement and it never fails to earn you that beloved smile of his. 

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[wolveria]

The Hunted - Ch 4

Pairing: Cad Bane x f!Reader

Series Warnings: Smut, PTSD, enemies-to-lovers, predator/prey

Chapter Summary: "There it is."

AO3

You retreated to your cell without being told, and Bane was decent enough to not smirk or make suggestive comments. Instead, he handed you a refilled water carton, a ration bar, and a hot cup of caf. The caf was new, and nice, and you didn’t trust the gesture.

He also set a small crate in the cell, not big enough to block your sleeping space, but giving you some place to sit that wasn’t the cold, hard floor. As if considering that last part, he also handed you a thick blanket of faded brown material. It reminded you of the oversized Jedi cloaks, and it took all you had not to bury your face in the fabric and break down.

Bane said nothing, and you didn’t thank him, but the uncomfortable tension between you eased. At least, until he returned with an additional item, and held it out to you once he took the shield down.

You looked up at him, questioning.

“Bacta pad. For the bite.”

You took the pad, your stare harder this time. But he didn’t say anything after that, and once he put up the shield and disappeared from sight, you threw the packaged square at the wall and watched as it tumbled to the ground. You left it there, unopened.

Your uncontrolled use of the Force didn’t make another appearance, and you wondered why Bane hadn’t activated the binders after your little display in the cockpit. Right now, all they did was hang off your wrists like ill-made bracelets.

You could, quite easily, overpower him now that your connection to the Force was strengthening. He had to know that. What game was he playing now? Bane didn’t do anything without a reason.

Deciding to use the opportunity to meditate, you worried you’d forgotten how. But you needed to focus on something other than the bounty hunter.

You wished you had your lightsaber, but the weapon that had once been a very extension of your body and spirit no longer existed. You’d taken it apart, the chances of being caught with it too high, and when the Inquisitors were on your trail and you needed a way off Nal Hutta, you ended up selling the kyber crystal. The sleemo who owned the pawnshop had definitely gotten a bargain, as the kyber had been priceless to you, but in the end, you knew it wasn’t worth your life. Not that your life amounted to much, in the end.

Meditation came back to you like breathing, unforgettable and ingrained into the foundation of who you were. You didn’t find peace and serenity, but you did find acceptance. You had a plan, or an idea of a plan, something unthinkable even a day ago.

But… desperate times. And it wasn’t the first time you’d sold a piece of your soul just to see another sunrise.

Bane returned your clean clothes to you as promised, opening the ray shield and handing them to you without a word. Wrapped in the blanket, you no longer had to worry about your modesty, and you handed him back the towel. He took it, gave you a small nod, and then activated the ray shield and departed.

When he returned with another ration bar, giving you enough time to dress, Bane looked at you and halted so abruptly he swayed.

“What are ye doin’? Get dressed.”

Technically, you were half dressed. Your tunic and tailcoat jacket were on, the former barely covering the tops of your thighs, but the rest of your clothing, including your trousers, underwear, and bandeau, remained folded on the crate.

“No.”

Bane scowled, deepening the creases of his face.

“Don’t think I won’t turn ye over to the Empire like that.”

“Do what you have to do.”

He strode forward until he stood directly on the other side of the ray shield.

“First ye want yer clothes, then ye don’t want ‘em. Make up yer mind.”

“I thought this would be simpler, given our new arrangement.”

His eyes narrowed into dangerous slits.

“What’d you say?”

“You get something from me, so I want something from you.”

“Yeah? What’s that.”

“You can…” You swallowed the distaste of what you were about to suggest. “You can keep me. And don’t turn me over to the Empire.”

A snarl curled his lip, revealing a fang.

“This ain’t up for negotiation.”

“I’m offering my willing cooperation as part of the deal. If you… if you let me stay, I understand what that entails. You can have me however you wish, and I won’t stop you.”

His face changed in a way you couldn’t quite catch, it happened too fast, and then he growled, “Is that what you think? That I take it unwilling?”

Your mouth opened but no sound emerged. Bane shut down the ray shield, grabbed you by the arm, and yanked you into the corridor.

He shoved you against the wall beside the opening to your cell, and you tensed, waiting for him to strike, but he didn’t touch you once he released your arm. He boxed you in, his face far too close, but he kept his hands pressed flat to the wall on either side of you.

Slowly, you met his eye, braced for him to act, but he simply watched you. And without consciously meaning to, you began to relax. Even warmed a little at his closeness, at the memory of what his dexterous fingers could do when they sought at your most sensitive places and played.

He leaned closer, his lips barely a breath from yours, and then he said, low and certain, “There it is.”

Before you could interpret that statement, he flipped you around, pressed you to the wall with the length of his body, and grazed his mouth against your ear.

“Jedi ain’t the only ones good at readin’ people.”

His hips pushed against your backside, and your face heated in humiliation as you pushed back in thoughtless reflex.

“Fact is, I can smell it on ye.” His tongue dragged the edge of your jaw below your ear, and you braced your forehead against the wall, unsuccessfully biting back your moan.

“You can’t… blame me for a natural reaction.”

“Ain’t the first time you’ve done it,” he said, unimpressed by your argument. His hands trailed up your bare thighs, resting on the swell of your naked hips. “And I don’t mean just on this ship, either.”

Now your entire body quivered in memory of all the chases, of being caught, and how the shame twisted with the thrill until it was impossible to separate them.

Bane’s hands continued upward, bunching the fabric of your jacket and tunic to bare your flesh to the cold air.

“Our… our deal.”

“No deal,” he growled in your ear. “Ye want it freely, or not at all.”

You almost said no. Not because you didn’t want his hands on you, but because the plan hadn’t worked. You were bound for the gallows.

What did it matter now? If your remaining time was limited, if death was the final act, what use was shame or dignity? You might as well spend your last moments cradled in the pleasure he could give you. At least you would have something to hold onto as the Inquisitors tore you apart, piece by piece.

You would have this, something that belonged only to you. Something they could never take away.

“All right,” you whispered.

“Gonna have to be firmer than that.”

“You bastard.”

His hands stiffened, but you didn’t care, seething through your clenched teeth.

“I’m a dead woman. Don’t make me waste my breath on what you already know.” Your voice weighed with the anguish you didn’t mean to show, and it made you more naked than your missing clothes. “If you have any decency, you’ll spare me the weeks of coming torture and kill me now. Take the reduced payment for turning in a corpse. I know you’ll make it painless and humane.”

You were trembling now, your words ragged and stripped.

“And if you won’t do that, then at least grant me this last… this last reprieve without making me beg for it.”

Silence. And then Bane flipped you around to face him, and while your eyes burned, no tears spilled. You were proud of that, at least.

His face twisted into something almost frightening, and he grabbed you by the arm and led you out of the brig corridor to a small hold in the back of the ship. There was a crate covered in a cloth tarp, and he sat you on it.

Without a word, he gripped your knees and spread them, and then he knelt on the floor, wedging himself between your legs. You didn’t understand what he meant to do until he leaned down, spread your labia with his thumbs, and dragged his tongue up your sex.

You gave a breathless, shocked “oh,” and he took that as encouragement as he continued to lick you, his tongue sampling you as if to savor the taste. Bane moved in closer, the flat of his face nestled between your legs, his hat pushed back as he delved as deep as he could go.

Bracing one hand atop his hat, you expected him to knock you away, but he was far too distracted to even notice. His tongue had found your clit, and he teased it before latching on and sucking.

The noise that left you was sharp and overwhelmed, as if you were in pain, but it was one of the most pleasurable things you’d ever felt, maybe even better than his fingers.

And then he pushed up your legs, hooking them over his shoulders as he slipped two fingers inside you, and that was the most pleasurable thing you’d ever felt.

You weren’t sure when it happened, but you ended up flat on your back across the crate, constant moans and cries spilling out of you as you arched your back and pushed your hips against his face.

Bane didn’t stop for air, he didn’t need to with the tubes supplying oxygen to his cheek slits, and the pressure built at a rapid, exponential curve. One hand was still on his hat, gripping him for an anchor at times, pushing him harder against your cunt at others, and not once did he protest or offer commentary.

In fact, he was strangely quiet, as if so intently focused on what he was doing that he couldn’t think of anything else.

Maybe it was the silence, or his single-minded intensity, but you reached out with your senses, curious. Immediately, you ran into the barrier of his mental shield, just as strong as you remembered, but the cracks were new. Microfissures, so thin they were easy to miss, but through them blazed the heat of his desire.

This wasn’t for his amusement, or his entertainment. It wasn’t even entirely lust. Bane wanted, and the depth of it was too much to absorb with only a glimpse.

But it was enough to knock you over the edge, and you cried out until your voice broke, your body throbbing and writhing in ecstasy.

Bane licked you, slow and lazy, pulling more shudders from you until you whined from overstimulation. He removed your legs from around his shoulders and set them back on the ground, and you were sorry that you hadn’t caught your breath before he stood up. You’d like that image of him on his knees.

He adjusted his hat, and when you sat up, he gave a small, satisfied smirk. You could almost feel the quip he was about to make, but then you were eye level with his trousers, and the sizable bulge there.

Without a thought, you reached for his belt buckle, even managed to pull the belt back to unnotch it.

And then he gripped your wrists, forcing you to stop. You frowned up at him.

“I was just—”

“No.”

You stared at him, and he said in a quieter tone, “It ain’t like that.”

You couldn’t begin to interpret that statement, but he released your wrists and pushed his belt back through the loop. And then he took you by the arm, gentler this time, and led you to the refresher. He let you go without a word, and you entered the tiny room, looking back at him until he shut the door himself.

When you finished cleaning yourself of the messy mixture of saliva and cum, you opened the door to find Bane gone. In his place stood Todo, carrying your trousers and the rest of your underwear.

“Mister Bane wanted to make sure you got these,” the droid said, unsurprised by your nakedness. Or maybe droids just didn’t care. “And once you are dressed, he asked I return you to the brig.”

You dressed quickly, if only to make the little droid’s life easier, and then you followed him back to your cell. You could easily overpower the droid—a child could overpower the droid—but you did as he asked and waited obediently for him to activate the ray shield.

After he did so, Todo hesitated, his hands wringing.

“Yes, Todo?”

He perked at the sound of his name and rallied his courage.

“Mister Bane would like me to ask if you need anything.”

Your lips pressed into a thin line.

“You can tell Mister Bane that if he wishes to inquire about my welfare, he can do so in person.”

“Oh, that’s—yes, I will tell him.”

You couldn’t tell if the droid was relieved or stressed, the poor thing was awfully anxious for not being organic. And then he disappeared up the ladder and into the cockpit where Bane had sequestered himself.

You sat on your crate and leaned against the wall, the crown of your head braced against its surface.

It had been days since you left Rothana. Even if Bane was taking the long route, you would arrive within the Core Worlds soon. You closed your eyes, and something new bubbled to the surface. A regret that had nothing to do with the ingrained desire to survive.

You wished you had more time.

Next Chapter

[mindsafe]

so the last 48 hours have been a doozy but it's come to the point where i have to swallow my pride && ask for some help. my cat will need an extensive dental procedure that will cost somewhere between $2000-3000 CAD. i'll spare the details, but i'm willing to discuss the treatment plan privately if you're interested/need assurance about how your money will be handled. otherwise, i've made an official gofundme under my name for my cat's surgery: https://gofund.me/ba7cc0c5

[romulus]

help me make it through to the end of the month!

my work is stupid and i won’t be getting paid due to the letter of the extension of my contract being caught up in administrative bullshit. i need money to make it through until the next pay date, june 25. my current goal is $200 CAD. this would be used to pay for gas, bus fare and groceries. if you would like to donate my ko-fi is here. if you would like to share i would appreciate it! thank you

[malcriada]

Help Firas and Nisreen pay their university fees until August 1st!

i had an exchange today with Firas @firasmuhaisenn that brought me to tears.

Firas is a first year medical student, currently studying in Egypt together with his sister Nisreen. they have to struggle through an extremely tough university year, studying for exams, all while the rest of their family is stuck in Gaza. they have lost their beautiful home and their jobs, their livelihoods. his campaign is extremely time sensitive. it has been verified and reblogged by @/90-ghost here their father's factory which was bombed by the occupation used to specialize in construction work. in the future, when it is rebuilt, it could play a crucial role in the reconstruction of Gaza. but because it was reduced to rubble, their father is out of income and cannot possibly help them with their fees.

to make matters worse, they have to pay university fees until August 1st, otherwise they will have to pay a fine and won't be allowed to continue their studies. their university knows of their plight and is not sympathetic to them at all. they are not granted any exception to the rule, not even a time extension. they are treated like every other student even though their family is going through genocide. these siblings are their families last hope, they desperately want to become medical doctors to better aid people in Gaza and they are also responsible for getting their family out of an active war zone. i think most of us would not be able to imagine or even withstand the amount of pressure Firas and Nisreen are under. they need to raise $ 6,000 CAD as a short term goal, to not only pay for both of their university fees but also accounting for the cut gfm takes. so far they have:

$ 4,018 CAD / $ 6,000 CAD which means $ 1,982 CAD more to go!

@marnota is offering some really nice art commissions in exchange for proof of donation so please check those out here You can get some wonderful art for the price of $10 CAD so please consider getting some! Firas is genuinely a wonderful person, kind, determined and very hardworking (he is constantly studying for his exams and close to achieving distinction in his first year). he misses his family and his cat terribly. even amidst all the war and destruction and death, he would rather be together with them than in Egypt, where he is now.

please, if you have anything you can give, give to Firas and Nisreen so they may continue their studies and also reunite with their family.

[ID: two images of a completely ruined building, it is almost entirely rubble. one person stands before it. the text reads „Donate to Help evacuate our family and complete our studying, organized by Firas Muhaisen“ End ID]

taglist for reach under the cut (apologies for the tag. if you'd like to not be added to these, please let me know and i will remove you)

@meaganfoster @briarhips

@mazzikah @mahoushojoe

@rhubarbspring @pcktknife

@transmutationisms @sawasawako

@feluka @terroristiraqi

@irhabiya @wellwaterhysteria

@deepspaceboytoy @junglejim4322

@kibumkim @neechees

@mangocheesecakes @kyra45-helping-others

@northgazaupdates2 @tortiefrancis

@toiletpotato @fromjannah

@omegaversereloaded @vague-humanoid

@criptochecca @aristotels

@komsomolk @riding-with-the-wild-hunt

@heritageposts @ot3

@amygdalae @ankle-beez

@communistchilchuck @dykesbat

@watermotif @stuckinapril

@mavigator @lacecap

@socalgal @chilewithcarnage

@ghelgheli @northgazaupdates

[periwinklecosma]

list of palestinian fundraisers (part 3)

(part 1) (part 2) (part 4) (part 5)

here's the next batch of fundraisers from people that have reached out to me! there are a good deal of fundraisers here that are low on funds so please consider prioritizing them. at the very minimum, please share this post and consider donating if you are able.

disclaimer: i do not vet fundraisers, nor am i in extensive contact with any of the people below. these are just people that reached out to me via my asks and messages, and i am only going off of information that has been provided to me through posts made by them and other people spotlighting them.

Rasha Ibrahim (@rasha-ibrahim) - €2,349/€35,000 (6.71%) // vetted by @/90-ghost (here) and @/northgazaupdates (here) // LOW ON FUNDS

Ahmad Ashour (@ahmad2203) - €40/€30,000 (0.13%) // not vetted yet but appears legitimate (a reverse image search of one of his photos led me to this Instagram account) // EXTREMELY LOW ON FUNDS

Osama Thaer (@osamafamily2024-support) - €790/€50,000 (1.58%) // not vetted yet but appears legitimate (has been vouched for by @/aya2mohammed, an actual vetted fundraiser) // EXTREMELY LOW ON FUNDS

Abd Alhadi Aburas (@abdalhadiaburas) - $2,998 CAD/$65,000 (4.61%) // not vetted yet but appears legitimate (@/sneakerdoodle managed to connect Abd's fundraiser to an Instagram account that dates back as far as 2014) // EXTREMELY LOW ON FUNDS

Youssef Helles (@4-zien-yousef) - €13,889/€23,000 (60.39%) // vetted by @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi (#206 on this spreadsheet)

Abeer Ibrahim (@abeeribrahim2006) - $13,615 CAD/$70,000 (19.45%) // vetted by @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi (#157 on this spreadsheet), @/90-ghost (here), and @/northgazaupdates (here) Note: Please be warned that there is a photo of a martyr victim in the description of the GFM.

Walid Al-Qatrawi (Paypal and Ko-fi) (@waled-family) // vetted by @/90-ghost (here) Note: Walid's GFM (here) has been disabled and thus can no longer accept further donations there.

Karam Al-Nabih (@karamrafeek) - €13,010/€20,000 (65.05%) // vetted by @/90-ghost (here), @/nabulsi (here), and @/northgazaupdates (here) Note: Karam's mother is chronically ill, and her condition is worsening the longer she stays in Gaza.

Ahmed Ziad (@ahmed-ziad) - £9,309/£30,000 (31.03%) // vetted by @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi (#99 on this spreadsheet) and @/90-ghost (here)

Eslam Balousha (@aslambalousha) - €20,233/€52,000 (38.91%) // vetted by @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi (#124 on this spreadsheet)