#Hexagonal Wire

[yuelaingabion]

Why Is Hexagonal Wire Mesh the Ideal Choice for Fencing and Industrial Applications?

Hexagonal wire mesh is a widely used material in construction, agriculture, and fencing due to its durability, flexibility, and cost-effectiveness. This mesh, known for its distinctive honeycomb pattern, is essential for securing properties, reinforcing structures, and protecting crops. Whether used for poultry enclosures, garden fences, or industrial reinforcement, hexagonal wire mesh offers a reliable and long-lasting solution.

[strongermonster]

The post about your family sword keeps popping up on my dash again and I just wanted to say it delights me whenever I see it. Your quest never fails to make me giggle. Thank you for unearthing that sword, lmao.

thank you! i had plans to clean it up, etch it, and maybe solder some shiny things to it and have it as a yard decoration, but my mom has been using it as the stake to hold up chicken wire btwn the raspberry and corn patches in the garden since it weighs so dang much the wild critters can't knock it over, ha. the tip is jammed in a buried cinderblock like the worlds shittiest arthurian retelling lmao

[jimitjain]

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[almiqahardware]

Who is the Best Wire Mesh Supplier in Saudi Arabia? Spotlight on Al Miqat Hardware

When it comes to sourcing high-quality wire mesh in Saudi Arabia, finding a reliable supplier is essential. One company that stands out in this competitive market is Al Miqat Hardware. In this blog, we’ll explore what makes Al Miqat Hardware a top choice for wire mesh and other hardware solutions in the region.

Overview of Al Miqat Hardware

Founded with a vision to provide top-notch hardware solutions, Al Miqat Hardware has established itself as a leading supplier in Saudi Arabia. With years of experience in the industry, the company has built a strong reputation for quality, reliability, and excellent customer service.

Extensive Product Range

Wire Mesh Offerings

Al Miqat Hardware specializes in a variety of wire mesh products suitable for numerous applications:

Construction: Their wire mesh is ideal for reinforcing concrete structures, ensuring durability and stability.

Fencing: They offer different types of fencing mesh, perfect for securing properties, agricultural lands, and construction sites.

Industrial Applications: Al Miqat also caters to industrial needs, providing wire mesh solutions for filtration, safety barriers, and more.

Quality Assurance

One of the key factors that set Al Miqat Hardware apart is their commitment to quality. They source their wire mesh from reputable manufacturers, ensuring that each product meets stringent industry standards. This focus on quality not only enhances the performance of their wire mesh but also provides customers with peace of mind.

Customer-Centric Approach

Al Miqat Hardware prides itself on its customer-centric approach. They understand that each project is unique, and they strive to provide tailored solutions that meet specific client needs. Their knowledgeable staff is always ready to offer advice and support, helping customers choose the right products for their projects.

Timely Delivery

In the construction and industrial sectors, timely delivery is crucial. Al Miqat Hardware has developed a robust logistics network that ensures prompt delivery of orders. This efficiency helps clients keep their projects on schedule, minimizing delays and disruptions.

Competitive Pricing

Al Miqat Hardware offers competitive pricing without compromising on quality. By maintaining strong relationships with manufacturers and suppliers, they can provide cost-effective solutions that fit various budgets. This affordability makes them an attractive option for both small businesses and large contractors.

Conclusion

When it comes to finding the best wire mesh supplier in Saudi Arabia, Al Miqat Hardware stands out for its extensive product range, commitment to quality, customer-focused service, and competitive pricing. Whether you’re involved in construction, agriculture, or industrial applications, Al Miqat Hardware is a trusted partner that can help you source the right wire mesh for your needs.

If you’re looking for a reliable supplier to support your next project, consider reaching out to Al Miqat Hardware. Their expertise and dedication to customer satisfaction make them a top choice in the Saudi market.

[barufisher]

ordered myself new glasses

[weldmeshfencing]

Weaving Excellence: The Art of Hexagonal Wire Mesh Supply in India

In the realm of construction, agriculture, and infrastructure, hexagonal wire mesh plays a crucial role in providing structural support, security, and containment. The supply chain behind hexagonal wire mesh in India exemplifies a harmonious blend of precision manufacturing and reliable distribution networks. Let's explore the intricate world of Hexagonal wire mesh supplier in india, where each link in the chain contributes to building a stronger, safer tomorrow.

Precision Manufacturing Process

Quality Raw Materials: Suppliers source high-grade galvanized steel or PVC-coated wire to ensure durability and corrosion resistance.

Weaving Expertise: Skilled craftsmen employ traditional weaving techniques alongside modern machinery to create uniform hexagonal patterns.

Customization Options: Suppliers offer various mesh sizes and wire gauges to meet diverse project requirements in construction, agriculture, and fencing.

Serving Diverse Industries

Construction: Used for reinforcement in concrete structures, erosion control, and plastering support.

Agriculture: Vital for poultry cages, garden fencing, and protecting crops from wildlife.

Infrastructure: Deployed in highways, railways, and landscaping to prevent soil erosion and provide slope stability.

Commitment to Quality and Durability

Stringent Quality Control: Each batch undergoes rigorous testing for tensile strength, mesh integrity, and coating durability.

Longevity and Reliability: Galvanized and PVC-coated options ensure longevity in diverse environmental conditions, from humid climates to harsh winters.

Environmental Sustainability: Suppliers increasingly adopt eco-friendly coatings and recycling practices to minimize environmental impact.

Collaborative Partnership Approach

Consultative Sales: Working closely with architects, engineers, and project managers to recommend the most suitable mesh specifications.

Timely Delivery: Efficient logistics and warehousing capabilities ensure prompt delivery to construction sites and agricultural projects across the country.

After-Sales Support: Providing technical guidance and support post-installation ensures customer satisfaction and project success.

Human Touch in Every Mesh

Behind the robust infrastructure lies the dedication and craftsmanship of individuals who ensure every roll of hexagonal wire mesh meets stringent quality standards. It's not just about weaving wire; it's about weaving trust and reliability into every project. The commitment to excellence resonates through personalized service and attention to detail, ensuring each customer receives a solution tailored to their needs.

Conclusion: Building Foundations, Securing Futures

In conclusion, hexagonal wire mesh suppliers in India embody the essence of craftsmanship and reliability. They play a pivotal role in supporting diverse industries with solutions that stand the test of time. As infrastructure development and agricultural advancements continue to evolve, so too does the demand for versatile and durable materials like hexagonal wire mesh.

The future holds promise for further innovation in manufacturing techniques and sustainability practices, ensuring that suppliers remain at the forefront of delivering quality and value. Through collaboration and continuous improvement, these suppliers not only meet but exceed expectations, reinforcing their reputation as trusted partners in building a safer, more secure world.

[you-will-rebel-to-any-thing]

Farmhouse Powder Room Mid-sized farmhouse cement tile floor and gray floor powder room photo with open cabinets, medium tone wood cabinets, beige walls and a console sink

[superdorf1]

Sword of the day (4/11/2025:) Complex-hilted longsword from the Wallace Collection (inv. A486)

I'll quote the museum's description of the weapon directly:

Longsword, the hilt made up of a faceted, pear-shaped pommel, with a button; spirally molded, wire-bound grip; horizontally recurved crossguard of octagonal section terminating in faceted knobs; hilt arms, double side-rings, enclosing double shell-guards, one of which is fluted, the other pierced with stars and quatrefoils; broad double-edged blade with shallow hollow, incised on each side with the maker's mark. There are also traces of an inscription and decoration of small crosses inlaid in copper alloy, much worn. The mark upon the blade is found in conjunction with the wolf mark on several swords in the German Historical Museum, Berlin; in the Musée de l'Armée ( J 116); Estruch Collection, 679, pl. CXXXV; and sometimes in conjunction with the crozier mark (two-handed sword, German Historical Museum, Berlin). Compare also Musée de l'Armée, J 141; Vienna (Böheim, Waffenkunde, p. 674); and The Hermitage (Lenz, p. 301), on an Oriental sword with European blade. This type of inlaid mark was used over long period [sic.]

The museum description doesn't mention the blade, but it looks to me like a hexagonal cross-section with a shallow fuller down the first two-thirds or so. It also doesn't mention the pretty knot-work at the ends of the grip! "Turk's head knots" were commonly used to finish off a wire wrap in this way.

The sword is German, from a time when longswords existed more in a sporting context than on the battlefield. Already the longsword's use was beginning to decline; over the course of the 17th century, it fell out of vogue among the German aristocracy in favor of the rapier. Perhaps the owner of this weapon was of a somewhat "old-fashioned" disposition, studying under the German school of fencing championed by Joachim Meyer, Paulus Hector Mair, and the like. Length: 104.3 cm Width: 4.9 cm Weight: 1.985 kg Provenance: German Date: early 17th century (hilt)

Source: Wallace Collection

[yuelaingabion]

Why Is Hexagonal Wire Mesh the Ideal Choice for Fencing and Industrial Applications?

Hexagonal wire mesh is a widely used material in construction, agriculture, and fencing due to its durability, flexibility, and cost-effectiveness. This mesh, known for its distinctive honeycomb pattern, is essential for securing properties, reinforcing structures, and protecting crops. Whether used for poultry enclosures, garden fences, or industrial reinforcement, hexagonal wire mesh offers a reliable and long-lasting solution.

[silkburrito27]

These are some shots throughout the years of pieces of my cyberpunk 2077 inspired kaneda cosplay it has gone through a lot of upgrades and revisions over the years

Put in so much stud work into this piece I was so happy I could find hexagon claw studs of different sizes, I still have a ton of them I implement into my everyday clothes

There's a couple cyberpunk and Akira patches & pins but most of them are just from things I like that would match, I move them back and forth from my winter jacket

The collar was a blank made by my pal over at Star side armory all the other light work is made using different el lights by me

Fun fact the batteries powering the logo on the back caught fire in my chest pocket while I was wearing it once, but it's better now

The whole fit also immits a fairly noticeable hum

Really happy with how the studs turned out on the gloves.

The gorilla arms are a newer feature I still need to work on they were originally attached to finger cots so they didn't look like fabric but they started getting to constrictive after a while

Another fun fact the wires for the fingers are actually ribbon cables from joycons I bought in bulk (just the wires came in bulk I didn't destroy a bunch of joycons for it)

If you can correctly guess how many batteries it takes to power this portable rats nest you win a kiss on the cheek

[monarisse]

— The Hex paradox [arthur nightingale x gn!drifter]

Arthur asks, why are you still here.

You can't believe that he thinks you see them as pets.

SFW, second pov, hurt/comfort, misunderstanding, angst with a happy ending | 3.6k

ao3

There is a flex of a hand — meat under the skin is terribly tense, just like their owner. Long unclipped nails, map of the old scars with pigment just a little bit lighter than everything else. Further: burn, raw marks from laser. Further: a contaminated virus from the elder beast of Deimos. Further-

This is just a body that holds your consciousness when there are no more metallic constructs of dead people that should be controlled. It was... actually, not so horrible to unfold the truth behind the creations of Ballas. Or others. There was always something more than you in these turned-to-be-bones metallic wires and engines. Always lurking in shadow; just not enough to be found, but enough to feel the sudden twitch of a cobalt fingers or unknown step of feet. Sometimes, even more: dance with a weapon, full of joy; murmur in an unknown language; search for something behind the back. Unnecessary. Unasked. Unprovoked. But... familiar, almost to the pain in your drifting mind.

It's ironic — that they all called you The Drifter. Not The Operator — not anymore, at least. Even if there was someone, in this time of the universe, who would gladly use this title on you, it would not be the truth. And you will not allow it. Hundreds of years after all of this, there would be a child with angry eyes and a thirst for power, who changed too much and too little to be completely you again. So you give them the future and keep yourself in the past — it seems right. Especially because (it's ill-fitting, it's wrong, and it's foolish, but deep down it's what makes them and you one person), The Operator can't travel here. They ask in rare times together how it was.

And for you, it's never "was." It's still here.

———

After winter, spring and summer together, they became steadier, softer. Smoother. Happier. Amir sleeps better. Angered only by some unnecessary presence before, now Quincy finds serenity, covering your back on missions. Aoi plays on the borrowed piano from the music store, and Eleanor whispers in your mind stories that she read in the past about Great Britain. Sharpened on the edges Lettie, today holds her hand to yours, so her beasts could crawl on the skin of this body with hushed squeaks, smelling with their little noses acid and kerosene, that scaldra pours on you every day. Lettie clicks her tongue in disappointment when she sees a new wound on the meat of shoulder — because in this body you can't heal as fast as they, and it's hypocritical to come out of frame when they're — the Mighty Hex, batch of soldiers of the future, your Friends, in the end — still here. And-

It's so. Fucking. Funny. A snicker falls from your lips before you can stop it.

Lettie furrows her eyebrows. In her eyes — something eats the previous light joke and fills it with thick tension.

"What did he do?" Anita squeaks, runs to her siblings, and you just blink.

"Who?"

Oh, it's not a secret. You... can guess who she talks about. And Lettie knows it.

"¡Pendejo! You know who. Don't play an owl with me."

Sharp teeth of the future crash into each other. Smile on these lips — sugary sweet from lies. This is not something new. How many people "The Great Hero" of the New War has deceived around the years of the Narmer regime?

"Nothing. Why you-"

She smacks your arm.

"Shut up. Don't want to hear your explanations. His brooding takes its toll on you," she painstakingly cleans her fingers from void-touched blood. From all of them, Eleanor is one who can feel lies, but Leticia is... another deal. She doesn't have the need to hear your thoughts. Magic of doctors, you guess.

It's strange that she cares about you. After all, these six are a team. And the seventh angle doesn't belong in the hexagon, even if it forces itself inside.

But, for Lettie, you let it slide. Hold her palm in yours and blink a little bit slower.

"I take care of that. Promise"

———

You know it — even too much of something good can be poisonous. Like trivia: this body was not ready for the delicious food that they have here, so on one night with beer and Hex you threw up in the bathroom on the second floor. But... Compare this and... your genuine worry for Nightingale seems like a wrong play of komi, where no one could win.

Worse: you remember Umbra. His blind eye and this wordless trust between him and The Operator. This wordless care that travels with them everywhere. How could you not feel envy when this child not only found the way from Zariman 10-0, but even saved the frame that could think without Tenno? Well, now you have protoframes. They joke with you in their bones, and they help you when it becomes unbearable — this world, this time, this loop. So why, when you stretch out your hand only how you can, it turns out... It is too much. Or too little.

And... what even happens in this thick skull of his, when he abruptly leaves a conversation on KIM, then agrees on Amir's play and, after... drowns you in questions?

Broadsword

So what is it? Pity? Or are you stupid as well as crazy?

Broadsword

Stop dodging! Why. Are. You. Still. Here?!

There is a reminiscence of a dull ache from Duviri. Another swing of an axe above the head. Endless swirl of colors. And buzzing in the skull. This body trembles, unable to comprehend all emotions from a feverish mind, and you pull your hand to clean your face from... something. Anything.

How could he even ask this shit? Like you some bystander that already left them after a week of knowing, just to start a new adventure far far away. Like you didn't search abandoned markets for his favorite beer, didn't bring special ammunition to Quincy, didn't practice with Aoi and Amir on the transmission of intel. Just some guest, not important to add in their ranks.

Nidus quietly shrieks when you transfer back to him. It is something of a habit. You can't even feel the exact moment when his broad frame already exits the backroom, too busy with boiling emotions inside your mind (the biggest question there: what if Kid would be able to help them without this mess of emotions. What if Hex liked the Operator more?).

Höllvania Central Mall never sleeps. Especially now, when there are not seven, but many more breathing shadows waiting for the other day to live, so... It is a little bit of awakening — see disbelief and caution in the eyes of bystanders when the form of Nidus makes his way from the second floor to the first in one jump. But still not enough to stop the heavy steps of the infested frame.

He's in his usual spot, crouched between some ammo for his rifle and computer, and Arthur... seems a little bit surprised. Like it wasn't you who he wrote just seconds ago.

Pity. He called your carefully crafted relationships with the Hex "pity." And you, yourself: crazy and stupid.

"You could just-" There is something more behind his dazed expression, some dark undertone, but it is not about him. Not anymore.

"How could you," Nidus freezes like a mannequin in the doorframe. This body constructs itself right against Nightingale; scarred fingers cling to his shoulder to feel something else beside the usual eerie words of KIM-messages and hushed phrases under the sick sky. His brows rise up even more now, "How could you even think of something like that!"

Arthur's lips twitch.

Prince of fire Lodun, in all his ugly glory, paints your mind with blood and red.

"It's bothering me already enough time to just let it slide," his words twist something in the pit of your stomach, and Lodun's voice screeches somewhere around the frontal lobe. He shouldn't say such words to you. It is blasphemy. Lie. His hand rips your own from himself almost like you hurt him, and the scar around the palm that he left you with starts to pulsate, "You walk around the Mall like everything is okay and we're not just some dead meat to your future."

He is poisonous. Some sort of divine punishment for you, as if you didn't suffer enough for years and years of survival. There are no more light jokes, no more strange, vigorous words with the undertone of something bigger. Only a stern glance on this body.

Prince Lodun fist his finger and crack another hole in your mind walls.

Body of the Drifter winces.

"Are you fucking kidding?" teeth clacks. The jaw's strained to its limit. All of this time together, just drained in the sink, "What do you think? That I stayed here just to forget about you all in the next minute?"

He doesn't need to say it aloud. The answer is written on his face already, and it's making Lodun more loud in your mind.

"How many times have you already done that?"

Lodun roars. This head is pounding.

"What?!"

It's unbelievable. He looks at you with such a sardonic expression, as if he knows that you did something so bad that you even can't stand with him in one room, and... you want to go right in his head to fucking show Arthur how terribly wrong he is.

The worst of all: he keeps going.

"It's convenient, isn't it? To play "friends" with people you can just leave behind," his grip tightens, and Arthur steps forward. A little more and it would become a fight.

You hold back. Just a little bit, but the patience in this body already wears itself.

"So that's what's stuck in your head?" You snarl, "Not bad enough, don't you think?" One step to him, and you feel — one more, and you can crash in his metallic chest. Eyes squint, "Make me a villain more, why not? Maybe I should take control of one of you and dispose of everyone else, huh?" Luscinia weeps in the corner of your mind with these harsh words, but you are unable to hear her — spiral of Loduns anger in its all-power captured you. There is something of a hurt in Arthur's face. But you only use his own method on him. It's almost like he didn't think of this — that you could use his friends against him or even make him a bystander in the nonexistent massacre.

"You can," his voice drops lower. Grip tightens even more — soon bones in this body would be broken by his fingers. "So I advise you to stop pretending like we're important to you," Nightingale bends his head, and you can see the hues of his blind eye for the first time, "and put us all out of this misery."

You're tugging this hand away — alas, it's not working, and a wave of dull pain passes through the body. He never thought that it was as hard for you as for them.

Luscinia crying. The Sorrowful Soprano of Duviri weeping like a mother who lost something too precious for her, and with Loduns anger, it's too much to feel in one moment. Your mind makes itself the battleground of the old Tales.

You want to say: maybe you're right.

You want to say: maybe I should just leave things like they are.

But... the Hex already made themselves important for you. So much that you gladly would stay here forever, with this ancient technology and people of the past. The Operator has their people. Why shouldn't you have yours?

You take a deep breath. Close tired eyes.

"If you think that I should go, I'll do it." There is something too heavy in these words, so you can't raise this head anymore, with your gaze a little bit blurry. Not from tears, "You all became too important for me, so if it would be better for Hex, I'll be gone to my time."

You know: without you, they will all be dead in the New Year of 1999. The reactor will blow up, and Arthur will bleed on the floor of the radiated room, near the bodies of Aoi and Amir.

And you can just feel the power of Spiral, to send it all back in January, to start again.

"Don't make yourself a martyr. You can leave when you want."

That's it.

You snap.

"My fucking Sol," you twitch this head, "you are as dense as Razorback," Nightingale becomes a little bit puzzled by the unknown comparison, but you continue, "What should I say? "Sorry, Arthur, I stayed here because I know that without me you all will die." Your voice becomes louder and louder; it breaks in some words, and you feel: the dam was broken, "And I developed feelings for you, and all of this embarrassing flirting was so bad because I had never done it before? You know, because I was trapped all of my youth in an endless loop of my own death, and I didn't even think that I could feel something like that"," his grip finally becomes loose, and you break the palm from him, only to point the finger at Arthur, "Everyone knows about it. I thought that you-"

Wait. You thought that he already knew about your feelings for him — it was so obvious that Eleanor even asked you not to think about her brother on united missions. But... You shut this mouth and looked at Arthur. He's... flagger-basted. No more anger in his eyes, only genuine surprise, and — worst of all — he continues to keep silent.

"Great," you roll this eyes. Fuck it. Maybe he knew, just feelings weren't mutual, and Nightingale didn't acknowledge it, to leave things as they were. But now you spelled it all aloud, and there is only one way to turn it back. Maybe... no. You don't want it.

Sol, you should just go to the backroom and decay in some corner.

You take a deep breath.

"I'll be going to throw up somewhere on the second floor from embarrassment," you transfer back to Nidus, "don't message me," and head towards the escalator.

Worst: he didn't even stop you.

———

Quincy screams in your comm and it's almost unbearable how he just throws a stash of Scaldra supply on the garage floor, just to head back to civilians in the old supermarket without another word to you.

Blew up the tank without care of flying too far away to not be hurt; melted one of the other stashes; almost got Kalymos dead. You've gone more hectic. But it's still better than lying on a couch with nausea and a sorrowful expression (it's still better than nothing — you remind yourself — you still feel something, and it's better than apathy).

Funny: if the Kid could see you, they would be furious. Throwing some tantrum about how such a mindless thing would wreck you, The Drifter, to some pathetic ordinary human. They were always like this: more hard than you, more prideful. They could chew Arthur's words and twist them so much that the man would not be sure what he even wants anymore. But the Operator is too far away. And you are too arrogant to travel back to them. Lotus would calm you down, embrace you in a motherly hold; however... you don't want it right now. One thing that surely helps: killing. Scaldra or Techrot — doesn't matter.

"I'm worried about you," tells Aoi when the sharp talons of Garuda give her a package full of CDs, "I heard your argument with Arthur." She seems a little bit sheepish, but... you know, that you actually can trust her. Of all Hex, Aoi is the most understandable. You can tell her all your worries, and she wouldn't laugh or write off your feelings. "It's hard with him sometimes, but Arthur cares about us all," of course he is, "you included."

You hum. The sound comes a little bit muffled.

"I'm sure." No, you're not, but there is no need to talk about it right now. Aoi squints her eyes in disbelief. "Sorry, Aoi. It's between me and him and i-"

"Drifter," his voice is too loud in Aoi's lair, but you don't turn to Nightingale. Maybe he will disappear if you don't acknowledge his presence. "We need to talk," Morohoshi shows some kind of gesture that you don't recognize, with her big finger pointed out, and she shakes her head, smiling.

If there were only two of you, you'd find a reason to just vanish in the air.

Damn. Why is it harder than killing an archon with a bow?

"Alright," you sign. Garuda turns around to Excalibur and he is already heading somewhere in an unknown destination.

What does he want to say? That he made a decision to stay with you on friendly terms so that you could save Hex's lives? That he'll save them by himself? Good luck with that. You'll still be here, even if he wants to banish you from others, just not in his line of sight. And when clocks turn 23:56 without catastrophe, you'll let them go and transfer yourself back to Loid, to solve problems of Deimos.

It's some sort of warehouse — you've never been here before, and it's strange how music from the hall becomes only disoriented muffles when Arthur closes the door. You stand a little bit farther from him than usual — not to make yourself comfortable here.

Arthur leans on some kind of cabinet.

Heavy silence falls on you two.

And when you think that this was a bad idea — to come here with him — Arthur starts talking.

"You know that all my life I was a military man," he spins that damn sword — Arthur's voice... not so loud. He speaks almost carefully, like his words already were chosen before this talk, and... you don't know what to think about. Emotion without name, without personification in Tales of Duviri, born in a pit of stomach, "and... I think I was ready to leave some things behind," he's not looking at you; his gaze stops on scratches on the floor, "because there was not enough time, or... I didn't try to understand others more."

You gulp. Garuda's scales tremble.

"And I tend to search for enemies where there aren't any." Finally, Arthur looks at you. There is more than tiredness from endless nights; quiet longing, a hint of uncertainty, something... tender.

He sighs.

"And," Arthur chuckles, and you grit your own teeth, thrashing about to step from Garuda or stay in her bones, "I'm not even entirely human. I mean, look at me," he gestures at the metal skin of his body, "not a usual choice of the mass."

Still, it's better to talk face to face. Especially on topics like that, you make a decision in one moment, to reappear beside him in another.

"Arthur," your own voice strained with hoarse hesitation, "you're a good person. You shouldn't talk about yourself like that." There is a hint of a smile in the corner of his lips, and Arthur blinks a little bit slower.

"You're always saying such things that give me hope." Spinning of his blade comes to an end, and the warehouse becomes more... steady. Peaceful.

Nightingale clears his throat.

"Did you mean it?" comes almost in a whisper, "that you have... feelings. For me."

You tear your gaze from him and put it down, not able to look in his eyes. Yes. It is definitely harder than killing an archon.

Fingers dip in the elbows.

"Yes."

Nothing more. Just a short, clear answer to put any misunderstanding behind.

Remarkably, the stomach stops swirling. All of this body became... calm, like all the worries just disappeared with this one word. Even if Arthur doesn't feel the same, you are glad that you two talked about it. Finally, you can open a new page in-

"It's mutual."

What?

You snap this head to him, and, for the first time in an eternity, you see Arthur smiling. Without some undertone in it, without pressure. Just a clear, happy smile on his scarred face, and you even see some little dimples on his cheeks.

And, maybe it's too early and you should wait some time to do such things, but these hands — your hands — reach out to him, to bury your fingers in his hair and press an uncertain but full-of-burning-emotions kiss to his lips.

It's raw — skin to skin, first too gentle to feel something more than the texture of others, but with every passing moment, all of this bottling adoration for him seeps through the motion. And Arthur answers you, laying his metallic palm in the crook of your neck, to deepen the kiss — he opens his mouth, presses you to himself more, to finally give you something that you wanted too long to confess.

In reality, it's still better than in imagination.

When there is not enough air in your lungs, when your shuddered inhale mixes with his own and both of you break away for a moment, you press your forehead to Arthur's, holding onto his shoulder.

"You know," he starts after a moment of silence, with a voice a little bit rough on the edges. You open your eyes and move your head a little bit to look at him once more. Cold fingers start to play with the strands of your hair. "If someone had told me that I would want to kiss someone from the future who trespassed my mind, I think I would kill them," Arthur breathlessly laughing and-

"Sol, you're unbelievable." You smack his shoulder and move to get out from his grip, but Nightingale presses you even more into himself, and you feel how his laughter starts to seep through your bones.

"You're stuck with me now. No refunds, sweets." Arthur pressed a chaste kiss on the crown of your head, and... you hug him, closing your eyes back.

The Harbinger of Joy, Mathilda, smiles for the first time in what feels like eternity.

[leashybebes]

a life full of love, t, 9k words

oh look who accidentally finished the queerplatonic buddie fic!! sneaking this in under the wire before i go away for nye

When Eddie steps into his therapist's office, the furniture has already been rearranged. The small couch has been pushed to the wall, and another soft chair, the twin of the one he usually sits in, has materialized. They're angled towards each other, while Dr Lopez, dressed in her customary all black outfit with an oversized acrylic necklace (it's the interlinking chain of glittery purple hexagons this week, and Eddie wonders if she knows it's his favorite) is seated further back than usual, forming the tip of a loose triangle. The little coffee table is in the middle, holding a box of tissues, a few bottles of water, and a single daffodil in a little glass vase.

"Hi, Eddie," she says, once he's seated.

"Hey, Doc."

"How are you feeling?"

"Uh. Nervous," Eddie admits. "But okay. I want him to know. Well, about me, anyway. And I know the context is important, but part of me is worried he's going to think I'm crazy, or weird, or - "

It's still not easy for Eddie to actually feel how he's feeling, never mind talk about it, but he knows it's helping, for real this time, and he looks at her a little desperately.

"Or?"

"Or that I'm wrong."

They sit with that for a moment and then she says, "From what you know of Buck, do you think that's likely?"

"No." It's an immediate, instinctive response. Buck never would have made him feel bad about this, but Buck now? Buck out and flourishing and so obviously falling in love with a man? This Buck has thrown himself into speedrunning queerness just like he does everything else, soaking up information and history and meaning like a sponge. Eddie is so fucking glad Tommy stole that helicopter.

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