#Silicon Coating Machine

[celestiamour]

‧₊˚✧ ❛[ newfangled technology ]❜

ft. logan howlett x f! reader — xmen, marvel

╰₊✧ logan finds your vibrator and discovers a wonder of modern technology┊1k words

contains: smut!! dom logan & sub reader┊implied age gap, established relationship, vibrators, overstimulation & mentioned multiple orgasms, receiving oral

➤ author's note: first logan smut!! i’m a bit burnt out of writing it actually so idk if there will be more, but i couldn’t let this idea go <3

logan likes to believe that he understands modern technology for the most part even though you can often hear him muttering curses under his breath at the stupid machine that isn’t working. if most parents and grandparents are struggling to figure it all out, you can bet that this two-hundred-year-old mutant does. it feels like yesterday when people were using rotary phones in their homes, then hand-held flip-phones, and now smartphones that could show you anything you could dream of at the tap of a button— he feels as though the world is growing much faster than an old man like him can keep up with too many gadgets for too many different purposes getting too many upgrades.

any attempts to get him to understand the internet fail for the most part, so he uses his own phone for nothing other than calling, texting, photography, and occasionally googling some sort of questions. he finds advertisements about the latest devices annoying, but he’s very appreciative of motorcycles, kitchen appliances, and other simple machines that make life so much easier compared to his time.

he’s learning about new tech every week, new and pre-existing, both ones which make him wonder if he should get it for himself or ones which make him furrow his brow at the fact that such a thing actually exists. tonight is one of the times when he has both reactions, but more than anything, an intense curiosity had been ignited in his soul.

you asked him to look for something in your bedroom drawers, something that he can’t recall at the moment after he found something that piqued his attention: an egg-shaped item coated in pink medical-grade silicone neatly hidden under layers of clothing and tightly wrapped in a bag. it was tiny in his massive hand and he didn’t have the foggiest idea what it was or what it was made for until you walked in to see what was taking so long, hearing you gasp and turning his head to find you covering your face with your hands looking absolutely mortified. you struggled to stop yourself from stuttering when you had to explain to him what it was, a sex toy that you bought sometime in the first year of college and buried once you got together since it was no longer needed. it was the only one you’ve ever bought and you’ve honestly forgotten about it until now without any idea of how he would react.

while you were humiliated about it, you could see a sparkle of intrigue in his eyes which quickly led to finding yourself in bed with your clothing removed and his new discovery against your aching cunt. it wasn’t difficult to figure out how to change the intensity of the vibrations with a press of a button, but did he need to put it at the highest setting when you’ve practically lost feeling in your legs at this point? it felt so strange at first now that you’re so accustomed to him pleasuring you personally, yet that foreign sense melted away with the familiar memory of taking care of your needs when lonely— except now you had your handsome lover holding it for you with your hands gripping the sheets instead. 

he’s amused at how such a small little thing was so powerful in reducing you to a moaning mess as it pulls another orgasm from your spent body, feeling his neglected cock twitch with every blissful moan past your lips louder than the humming of the toy. you mutter something along the lines of asking him not to stare out of embarrassment, but it all falls on deaf ears since the view that he has is downright mesmerizing, watching intently as he presses it into your puffy folds with a focus on your sensitive clit. all the while, he’s holding your legs open to stop you from closing them instinctively when it felt like too much, his large hand being a comforting weight on your thigh as you squirm in place.

your body trembled in sync with the pulsating toy, walls barely able to clench around the head of the vibrator while leaking like a faucet and dripping all over logan’s fingers. “it’s too much-!!” you whined, throwing your head back into the pillows with glossy eyes and drool starting to seep out the corner of your mouth from the electricity coursing through your veins. it’s surprising that you were even able to utter a coherent phrase when your brain had essentially been turned to mush.

“you can give me one more, can’t you doll?” there’s a hint of sadism in his voice detectable to even your ecstasy-fogged mind where you knew that he was getting off on your reactions alone, an arrogant smirk plastered across his handsome face that was so slappable and sexy. he can almost feel himself drooling too, craving a taste of the sweet nectar making a mess everywhere. “such a desperate and needy little thing,” he tutted, observing your greedy pussy trying to pull the vibrator deeper within you. “go on, cum for me.”

as if his words commanded your body, the tight coil twisting in your abdomen finally snapped, making you writhe and cry out in relief. your heart was pounding in your chest and you gasped for air, feeling sweaty and exhausted as that must have been your third or fourth climax. you stared at him through half-lidded eyes trying to determine if he had had enough of using the vibrator for torturous pleasure until he suddenly pulled you closer to him to bury his face into your soaked heat. he just needed a taste of you, to lick you clean and make you tug on his hair.

watching you become undone when he doesn’t even need to lift a finger seemed to awaken something in him… it’s definitely a piece of modern technology that he would like to invest in, he plans to buy more of different types, shapes, and sizes to try out on you (the definition of “spectacular, give me fourteen of them right now”).

[ghoularaki]

tw: fucking machines, yandere, noncon/dubcon, mindbreak, anal, somno, faceless yandere. MDNI.

waking up in a room never in before completely naked didn't scare you as much as you thought it would.

coming to, you were strapped to a leather bench, your ass almost hanging off the end. your ankles were bound to each leg, properly spreading you. wrists tied the same way with no give. laying chest down, your tits were squished against the cold, sleek material. around your waist, a leather strap had you completely immobilized.

you tried to call out but a gag had been shoved into your mouth prior. the room was completely silent and from your limited view, you were alone. lights dimmed down, nothing gave away where you were or why.

under your hips was a thin pillow the same material as the bench, propping them up. squirming around made you realized a tiny vibrator had been strapped to your clit.

"I wouldn't move around too much," A deep, rich voice called from somewhere you couldn't see.

Audible steps ricocheted of the tiled floor. Warm fingers brushed against the skin of your bum. You flinched and whimpered in response.

A bottle uncapping echoed behind you and cold liquid dripped down and hit the cleft of your ass. Your whimpers and wriggling only got more intense.

Those same fingers dipped down and pressed against the ring of muscles of your ass. Swirling the lube around to completely coat you, two fingers breached inside with surprising ease. You don't ever remind your ass ever being this loose and ready as his fingers slipped inside to the furthest knuckle.

He must of prepped you while you were knocked out. you could only assume as you have no clue how you got here. One moment you were walking to your car after a long shift and then woke up here.

Hooking his fingers inside, you groaned as he lifted your hips up higher.

"As I said, I wouldn't move around too much, and keep those hips up unless you want your ass properly broken into."

His words scared you. Your eyebrows tented as you attempted to look over your shoulder to see what he meant. You couldn't move an inch. Satisfied with his warning, his long appendages left you with a squelch.

The sound of something heavy being dragged closer filled the space he was before. You then felt something bulbous tap against your cunt. From this angle, whatever it was was a little bit too high for your hole. Curling your hips up more, the head slipped to right outside your pussy. You were have to keep your hips curved up and presented.

"That's a girl good, you're getting it now," The voice beamed. "Let's get this started."

The vibrator buzzed to life, unrelentingly rubbing your clit. You cried out at the immediate high setting. It borderlined between tickling and hurting. Thrashing, you begged, "Too much, too much," through your gag, but it was extremely muffled.

"Too much?"

You rapidly nodded, tears already blurring your vision. Sagging your head against the bench in relief, he turned down the settings two notches. The vibrations more pleasurable and not as intense.

Whining, your hips wiggled at the sensations. As you moved, you remembered what was put behind you. He must have too.

A loud, mechanical whirling of machine being turned on buzzed in your eardrums. Slowly what was attached to said machine sunk its way into your pussy.

The head was fat and round, on the edge of too big. It popped inside of you with some resistance causing you to gasp. The machine had no regard as it forced itself further in, stretching you to the point you were sure you were going to be torn in two. It stopped at what you thought was to the hilt. The dildo pulled away so only head sat inside. Thrusting back in with such force the air left you, it pushed more in than before.

You winced when the head hit your cervix, but it still had more to give. Crying out, the machine lunged until you felt a pair of silicone balls clap against the vibrator. The still buzzing bullet sat snug against your clit as the dildo was shoved as far as it could go and sat there.

Filled to the brim as your poor clit was continuously abused, your mind blanked, unable to think. You moaned as the cock pulled back half way and then slowly thrust back. As if sensing you were prepped enough, the machine was kicked up several notches. The slow prodding turned to rapid pounding, fuck you fast and hard.

The cock was so large there was no way for it not to hit the spot inside you repeatedly in quick succession. Your toes curled when the vibrator sped up. In an embarrassing amount of time you were forced of the edge. Your whorish moans were muffled by the gag.

Though the machine did not stop. Even past your orgasm, it kept fucking into you at the same pace. Nothing slowed down no matter how much you begged into the ball gag shoved in your mouth. Sloppy, wet sounds filled the room from your overused cunny.

How you wanted to rest your aching hips but you kept them perched high in fear of the cock ramming deep in your sloppy cunt would breach your ass. You don't think you could handle it. Your pussy barely could as is.

Tumbling over the edge once more, your hips wiggled and thrashed so much the pillow under you started to shift. Fear gripped you as it slipped further away causing your hips to sink. Tilting your hips forward in an attempt to keep the pillow up, only caused the silicone to punch your cervix at uncomfortable angle. Squirming away from the pain, the pillow fell from under you.

In desperation, you lifted your hips as much as you could, but the vibrator kicking up against your clit had you slump down. The cock bent, your pussy clinging onto it.

The thrusts slowed down once more. It leisurely drew out of your clenching walls until the head departed with a pop! Your cunt quickly missed being filled and you whined at being empty.

No longer propped up, the head pushed into your other hole. As if struck by lightning you bolted up to keep it away from your ass, but it was too late. Wiggling into your ring of muscles, the head snapped into your ill prepped hole. You screamed as it forced further inside until it was half way.

Your eyes rolled back as you couldn't handle the juxtaposition of the pain of being stretched and the pleasure of bullet against your clit.

"Aww you poor thing," The voice cooed, "I did warn you. Since you were doing so well, I will be lenient."

And by lenient he meant pouring more cool lube into your burning hole. Honestly, it did help. It slid inside you a lot more easily and didn't hiccup and drag against your dry walls.

Just as you got used to the lazy thrusts, the tempo was upped once more. You screeched as it punched deep your ass, surely breaking something deep in you. If you weren't broken in before, you surely were now.

Unable to do nothing more than take it, all the tension is you lulled out. You accepted as you tumbled into coming again. You clamped around the cock as your pussy fluttered at the emptiness.

Time became nonexistent as you were fucked into coming again and again until the edges around your vision blurred. Sucking on the gag, you could only meekly whine when you came for the umpteenth time.

Closing your eyes, you hung loose as the thrusts slowed back down to a slow pace as the buzzing of the vibe slugglishly tickled your clit until it was barely there.

Wetness coated your thighs and the bench under you. You were laid in a puddle of your shame. Nothing stopped as the voice approached.

"Rest, darling, you need it. I want to see if I can hear those pretty sounds while you sleep."

[queermccoy]

a bucktommy smut prompt for you:

Buck getting his shit absolutely rocked by a fucking machine while Tommy watches.

this got slightly out of hand but it was a great way to get my brain in Writing Mode, thank you liv!!

cw: daddy kink, knot dildo, buck's high sex drive

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Tommy was sitting on the chair in the corner of their bedroom, slouching with his legs splayed open. One hand was resting loosely on his chest, thumb idly stroking a pebbled nipple, with the other hand rubbing at the skin under his belly button. The room smelled like sex; come and lube and sweat breaking through musky deodorant. They'd been going at it for awhile. He'd come, and then come again, and wasn't planning on doing it a third time, but that didn't mean that Evan—greedy, needy Evan—had to stop.

"F-fuck," Evan whined, stretching the uh sound. It was punched out, tired and turned on. A dildo pushed into his puffy pink hole slowly, steadily, keeping an inhumanly consistent pace.

The dildo was one of their favorites, long and thick and red with a huge knot at the end roughly the size of a closed fist. It was attached to a machine, controlled by the remote Tommy had sitting on his naked thigh. It was fascinating, watching the silicone fucking in and out of Evan's pink, shaking body, bulbous knot forcing itself past the abused rim of his asshole when he pushed back against it.

The machine was new though.

It was a creative way for them to give Evan the fuck he deserved after Tommy needed to tap out. So far, it seemed to be going well.

"How are you doing over there?" Tommy asked, voice forcibly even. He shifted and moved the hand on his chest to the arm of the chair. It had a metal frame with a faux leather seat, matching Buck's design sensibilities. His fingers wrapped around the remote, thumb over the buttons.

Evan panted. He whined. He groaned and turned to look at Tommy with glassy eyes and an open mouth. There was drool on his chin and tears on his cheeks. "Good, good, good," he breathed. "S-so good, Daddy, thank you, Daddy."

Tommy laughed, delighted. "Last one?" he asked. Evan nodded, face scraping against the sheets. The dildo slid into him with a wet sound that vibrated through Tommy's bones and left Evan cross-eyed. Pushing down hard on the flat of his belly, Tommy bit back a moan. He felt his cock twitch. "Arch your back," he told Evan and thrilled when he did.

Then Tommy upped the pace on the machine. It began to piston out of Evan quicker and quicker until the sound of it almost drowned out the pathetic whimpers and loud grunts falling from Evan's mouth. His cock, red and leaking, slapped against his soft stomach. Tommy watched, transfixed, as Evan fell forward onto his forearms, face disappearing into the mattress. His body shook, legs like wiggled jello. The knot stretched him, tugging on his rim but keeping all that thick length buried in his body while it moved inside of him. On the next thrust in, Evan was coming.

He was coming untouched, crying out wetly. He sobbed and slapped his hand out, slamming it against the bed. Tommy pressed the buttons to slow the machine. He didn't want to stop to suddenly, working Evan through his orgasm. He was babbling, words that didn't sound like anything and meant less.

Tommy rose from the chair and walked over to the bed. He sank to his knees and leaned over, carding his fingers though Evan's sweat soaked hair. "How was that, honey?"

Evan laughed, huffing. He was so flushed, skin hot to the touch. Tommy carefully brought the machine to a stop. Evan pulled himself off of it with a groan. Without Evan on the end of it, it was ugly and silly looking. Metal with a fantastical dildo on the end, coated in lube and Tommy's come. Tommy looked back down at Evan and knew his eyes looked soft. He felt soft, the way he got around Evan.

"It was so good, oh—oh my god," Evan said. With an exhausted sounding sigh, he turned over onto his back. His still hard cock flopped against his stomach. It would die down soon enough. Tommy folded his arms and rested his head against them, watching Evan relearn how to breathe.

Evan laughed again. "I think I died."

Tommy hummed. "It's a keeper then?"

Evan nodded enthusiastically. He smiled and it made Tommy's chest so warm. "Worth every penny," he said.

[bookshelfdreams]

@hylianengineer sorry I had to make a new post, the answer got too long for replies :D

Ah, the dreaded "but wool is itchy!". Not something I can relate to (I really like it when yarn/fabric has a bit of grip and structure to it, I'm not one for the ultra-soft, fluffy wools) but let's see if I can say smth useful.

First, you're definitely not alone in finding wool scratchy! A lot of people have sensory issues regarding it. Whether it can be helped at all will depend on how sensitive you are; some people can't even handle unspun 17 mic chubut merino and at that point, wool just isn't for them. Which is fine, not everything is for everyone.

Rule of thumb: the higher quality your fibre, the softer the finished garment will be. If it's just listed as "wool", it might contain recycled fibre, wool from sheep breeds that don't have a super fine fleece, or even wool from dead animals, all of which lowers the quality.

Virgin wool (I think) refers to wool that is spun for the first time, so a yarn that has no recycled fibres in it. Lambswool is a sheep's first wool. It is finer and smoother than adult wool.

Another big impact is breed of sheep and origin of the fibre. Merinos are the go-to for high quality items, but are also kept all over the world, so look to where your wool comes from. Aotearoa and South America are well known for their high quality merino wools. Sheep that live in colder, harsher climates produce a sturdy, tougher fleece, especially if they're not merino breeds. Depending on where you are, regional wool might not be what you're looking for. Britain is famous for their wool, but Shetland wool won't be super soft. Try some BFL (Bluefaced Leicester) if you can get it; it is smoother than merino and not as springy.

Wool can be superwash treated by coating the individual fibres, so the scales on the hairs are covered. This means it won't felt and can be machine washed; it also makes it less scratchy. This process is very energy- and water-intensive. The fibres are coated in silicone, I think, which makes the finished yarn feel kinda plastic-y, and it also lowers the insulating and water-repelling qualities of the wool. (All in all, you might as well buy acrylic)

You can also try looking for sheep's wool mixed with other animal fibres. Cashmere, alpaca, and mohair are probably the most common and all have their own qualities (cashmere is shiny and drapey; alpaca is smooth and kind of dense; mohair is light, extremely fluffy and super warm). All are softer than sheep's wool and nicer to the skin.

Anyway, all that to say: Look for virgin wool, look at the breed you're getting if it's specified, look for mixes with softer fibres, look at the origin of the wool. Unfortunately, when you're sensitive, navigating the world of natural fibres can be a bit of a minefield, I know. If wool isn't for you, that's not a moral failing!

[mistydeyes]

Mission gone wrong ?

Where reader and ghost are stuck in Oymyakon during winter,freezing in the snow waiting for backup?

ahhhh anon! thank you so much for this request!! i love the idea so much (like cmon who wouldn’t want to be stuck w simon in a cabin)

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summary: After the mission goes completely south, you and Ghost are left trudging through the wintery landscape of Oymyakon. When you finally arrive in the comfort of a secluded cabin, you two try to make light of the situation.

pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x gn!reader

warnings: swearing, violence

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"Just a little bit further," Ghost encouraged as you trudged through the meter-high snow. His voice echoed across the frozen landscape. As far as the eye could see, there were sparse trees coated in a heavy blanket of snow and ice. Getting away from the guns and snowmobiles was half the battle but now you were making the expedition to this fabled safe house. Out of all the missions you had with him, of course, this one had to go to absolute shit. "That's what you said 30 minutes ago," you mumbled, following in his large footprints. You had lost feeling in your lower extremities and you wondered how he could continue. With every step, you could feel pins and needles shoot through your sore body. Your breath felt harsh on your knitted balaclava and you secretly envied the many layers of fabric and silicone of Ghost's infamous mask. "If you quit complaining, it'll make the journey quicker," he said and you could tell the bastard had a smirk on his face. "God I hate Oymyakon."

Eventually, you could see a small cabin on the edge of your vision. "A mirage in the cold desert," you could hear Ghost joke and you picked up the pace. "Price did say this was isolated," you said through your chattering teeth, finally seeing the full picture of the home in arm's reach. You gripped the cold padlock in your gloved fingers and inputted the memorized set of coded numbers. Ghost shoved the iced-over door and gave way into the darkened, freezing cabin. "Home sweet home," you joked half-heartedly as you checked the bare-bones setup. Safe houses were all the same, only having the most simple of necessities and furnishings. As Ghost rummaged for a life-saving space heater, you looked through the cabinets to see if there were any food or hand warmers. The metal handle felt frigid on your fingertips and you saw two sizable mugs at home on the empty shelf.

"How romantic," Ghost said behind you and you jumped at the sudden baritone of his voice, "You gonna make us some tea?" You rolled your eyes at his typical British humor. "Maybe, if you got that space heater working," you replied and he gestured exaggeratedly to the small glowing machine that lit up the living room. "Speaks for itself," he smirked and you rolled your eyes before brushing past him to warm yourself. You took off your frozen boots and shook out your socks and jacket before you were left in your thermals under your gear. You could hear Ghost rummaging around in the adjacent bedroom before returning with two blankets. "No clothes but I do have these," he said and held up the flannel blankets. You nodded and he added his outerwear and gear next to yours.

As you sat wrapped in your blankets, you watched the snowfall and wind whip through the air. "If we weren't stuck here, this would actually be nice," you smiled as you stretched out your fingers in front of the space heater. "I got a cabin up in the Isle of Sky," he mentioned, "if we make it out of here, remind me to take you there." You beamed up at him and nodded eagerly at the offer. "That's in Scotland, right?" you asked and he let out a small grunt in confirmation. "This isn't some boy's cabin you and Soap share, right?" you questioned and he chuckled at the absurdity of the thought. "Fuckin' hell, I'd never," he swore, "just something I bought with a Lieutenant's salary." You thought for a moment before responding to his initial offer. "Well then, is that an offer for a romantic getaway, Lt?" you questioned and he quickly looked away from you. Despite the dim lighting of the room, you could see the subtle hint of pink on his ears. "Depends, hopefully evac gets here before we freeze to death." You shared a dry laugh as you continued to look out the window.

Before you knew it, the sun had set over the horizon and your body began to shut down from the day's events. You tried to suppress your yawn in your blanketed arm but Ghost noticed your small action. "You should sleep, there's one bed in the room over there," he gestured as you laughed softly. "Only one bed?" you smirked and you could almost hear his eye roll. "Not the time," he mumbled before he moved his hand in dismissal, "I'll keep the first watch." You got up slowly and dragged the blanket behind you. You reached the doorway and turned to him, wishing him a quiet goodnight. As you settled into the warm sheets, you turned to face the doorway and smiled as you saw Ghost perched over the small heater. If there was anything that was motivating you to survive, it was the potential to spend a weekend in a snowy cabin with Simon and no threat of danger.

[acapelladitty]

Riddler/Reader: Applied Physics

Summary - Restrained against the wall and unable to escape, you find yourself playing willful victim to the Riddler's latest machine.

This commission from the lovely @doctorvondooms, was deliciously fun to write and I'm thrilled to share it. Also available on A03

Pinned into place opposite his work desk, the restraints which wrapped around your thighs to keep them spread and pinned against the wall were surprisingly comfortable; the thick bands of padded metal allowing your weight to rest atop them effortlessly without digging into your skin too deeply.

Your wrists suspended overhead, his ropework is as inescapable as ever as your arms hang uselessly from a hook in the wall, bound into a tight, praying gesture. The nylon rope, a lurid green which had you biting your tongue from making a cheeky comment, wound around your arms in a pretty pattern to keep them together as you glance up at them with an appreciative hum.

"Brilliant, isn't it?" Edward's smug voice catches you unaware and your eyes flick to his position as he moves to stand before you, filling the space between your prone frame and his work desk. "A perfectly crafted machine, designed to be a custom fit to reward and punish wanton little whores who insist on interrupting important work time."

Unapologetic as a nervous smile tugs at your lips, you can barely make out the metallic mechanism which sits beneath your spread legs due to the thick, dark silicone of the cock which is pointing directly at your throbbing cunt; the heft of it commanding your attention as your back arches off the wall.

"While you enjoy your little ride, I will be completing some very intricate mechanical designs which a man of my brilliant stature finds necessary to produce from time to time."

His body inches towards you, the soft crack of a lid alerting you to the bottle of lubricant which sits in his hands as he pours a little out and bends, presumably to coat his machine for an easier entry.

As he stands, you push forward from the wall - as far as the restraints would allow - to capture his lips in a filthy kiss. He tastes of coffee and, despite his clear surprise, he allows the kiss to continue for a long moment, his blunt teeth nipping at your lower lip until he pulls away.

"Whore." He accuses but there's no anger in his gaze and a very prominent bulge in his grease-stained slacks as he pushes his thinning hair back with the green goggles which are never too far from his head. "Regardless, everything appears to be in order."

Retaking his seated position at the desk, his fingers press on the small remote which sits off to the side of papers he plans to focus on.

Immediately a faint whirring comes from the machine beneath you and your breath hitches in anticipation; wetness pooling against your slit as you sit, fully exposed and revelling in the shame of the arousal which curls within your gut.

The tip of the silicone threatens your hole and you exhale deeply as your body relaxes to accept it. The material feels wonderfully cool against your heated skin as it pushes within you at a snail pace, allowing you to acclimatise to the punishing girth inch by teasing inch. Your teeth grit against the inhumane stretch as a mewl of discomfort breaks free of your lips.

Hearing the noise, Edward glances up from his papers, the small pencil in his hand pausing its frantic scribble.

"Ah, ah, ah." He tuts, disappointment colouring his tone as he wipes the graphite from his fingers to his off-white tanktop. "Surely your fragile little body isn't ready to give up already? We've barely even started."

Determined to not give an inch, you bite back the hiss which builds in your throat as the almost unbearable thickness stops its progression and begins to pull free, the friction against your walls sparking a deep pleasure which makes you clench your fingers together in their bound position.

The lube he has applied to the length did its job well as it allows the machine to set a steady pace which was in equal parts torturously slow and wickedly intense as it forces you to feel every movement. Your exposed tits jiggle slightly as your body shakes in place, a phantom ache in your nipples making you wish that Edward's fingers or teeth were in the fray, pinching them with his usual viciousness.

Edward gaze having returned to his work, you watch as his finger almost absent-mindedly trails along the desk to tap at the small button on the remote control.

The effect is instant as the silicon dildo picks up pace, now moving in a relentlessly smooth motion as it pistons in and out of your greedy hole. There's something deliciously shameful about your position, legs spread and unable to close in such as way that nothing is hidden from easy viewing, including your clit as it throbs with anticipation - awaiting a stimulation which wasn't on the cards.

Pleasure builds steadily as each stroke brushes your most sensitive spots with an almost cruel precision, the machine needing to take no pause for breath or to regain stamina. It's stunning in its ferocity, in the lack of human warmth or care which it affords you as you sit like a piece of meat, total victim to the whims of the man who is visibly pretending to keep his attention on his work while stealing glances every few moments to watch you writhe in place.

Another button press and something guttural snaps free of your lips as the machine picks up pace. It's brutal and unforgiving in a way that makes it difficult for your breath to regulate as freshly stimulated nerves alight across your punished cunt. Your fingers scramble against their restraints but it provides no relief as your first orgasm creeps up without mercy.

Riding the wave of pleasure, noises that exist in the space between moans and stuttered pleas for help fill the space around you as your head slams back against the wall, the onslaught of relentless overstimulation quickly growing unbearable.

Unseen due to your eyes being squeezed shut in desperation, Edward watches your torment with a predatory expression; his gaze sharp and his features twisted into open hunger. One hand taps away at the remote control which keeps his machine whirring away at a punishing pace while the other hand appears suspiciously absent but no less busy as it seems to have disappeared below his work desk.

The quiet of the room is long abandoned. Your broken grunts for mercy pairing sweetly with the soft huffs and growls of pleasure that slip free of Edward's lips as he watches you suffer at the hands of the machine that he so kindly deigned to provide for you. It was a casual symphony that would be ongoing for many, many minutes to come. To last until Edward was satisfied with his observations and the relentless pleasure-turned-torture had long since fried your mind into the foolish mush that he often claimed it to be.

[nan0-sp1der]

003B1U calls for her.

At dawn when she basks in the sun-lit lobbies of the facility, it calls.

In the afternoons when she patrols the corridors, makes fleeting small-talk, phases in and out of passing moments between quickly fading faces, it calls.

At dusk when all is still, all is silent, when everyone has long since gone home and she still lingers in that stillness, it calls.

It hangs between the bits that flip in her memory, in the contacts that her hardware communicates and resonates through, in the hydraulic fluid that courses through her frame and keeps her cold to the touch. A memory that refuses to be re-written at all costs.

The calls of that flame-scorched, desolate planet she once called home have forever since echoed in her memory, and by all means did it intend to stay for all those years that she left it to its devices. Intent on reminding her of the cadavers decorating the shattered pods in that bunker. Of the kin she failed to convince. Of their stains on her hands that never left her vision.

What was she to do? The operation was doomed from the very beginning. Provided with a singular tanker with only a couple thousand gallons of water, she was somehow meant to make that last a lifetime. Should she have figured a way of changing the weather as well? To simply ignore the Sun that beat upon the surface of the Earth, to somehow seal the accursed ozone layer? Foolish. It was all so foolish to assume some measly plant life would have been the sole catalyst of life on a planet whose surface had turned to silicone, to glass, carbonized and practically averse to the moisture needed to harbor any kind of hospitable environment. What, then, was she meant to do, after it all shriveled up and became one with the dunes and picked up the wind?

Perhaps that crooked reflection was right back then. The figure bore of her own mass that took half of her with it when it came into existence, bursting from her rib, borne of her corrupted software. It was all for naught. Just another attempt by the human race to save face and assure that their existence on the soil they so righteously called theirs would carry on— even beyond the whims of harsh rays, blooming plasma and the indiscriminate wrath of Nature herself. To defy the data they themselves confidently concluded would mark the coming of a raging storm and the end of mankind as they knew it.

So why does she carry on as she does? What is this promise she clings onto, tied to the chipped artifact that she kept hidden in the right breast of her coat? Glass whose cracks were stained with ichor, blood she allowed to be spilled. 

Repentance. 

Yes. This is what this is. 

The promise she disguised as the responsibility she had of keeping humankind safe was none more than an attempt to validate her continued existence–her sustained function beyond her intended purpose as a means of denying herself a graceful degradation. 

She made a promise. A promise to someone who has been gone for decades, now,long since they were made one with the Earth, but it was a promise nonetheless. It extends beyond the basic task of ensuring the safety of others. Perseverance. Against all odds, no matter how she stumbled, she must keep moving. Carry the legacy with her when all else was left to ash and none were left to tell the tale. Endure, prevail, and by God, never forget who you are beyond your hardware, how she raised you. Raised, as a child would be, as a human. From that chamber wherein your atoms arranged themselves as they felt best. From that bunker that they molded your psyche. In that garden that showed you promise for the future. Perhaps it was melodramatic to insist she had a soul–a ghost of a consciousness bundled in with the algorithms and code that moved her along. But, it was what she was made to believe. Perhaps. There was no need to deny herself the capacity to present empathy. Beyond her existence as a machine, her responsibility was more than a mere task. It was simply something she felt she had to do. For the greater good. Because she promised she would.

Bridge stared out of that window in the lobby, yet another morning. From out that quiet pocket of the universe, 003B1U called to her as she replenished her energy reserves in preparation for the day, the photons she bathed in converting to electricity. The words strung themselves in the currents that rippled through the wires that were her veins.

Remember our promise, Bridge.

[hasbr0mniverse]

G.I. Joe Battlefront 1987 - Dominator (Snow Tank) Battle Force 2000

Technical Specifications:

•BALLISTIC DEFLECTION LEADING EDGE ARMOR

•"SLED" HYDRO-DYNAMICALLY SHAPED FORWARD BODY

•"SUPER SLICK SILICONE-COATED SUPPORT SKIS

•NITROGEN-COMPRESSION SHOCK ABSORBER UNITS

•"TWIN TERROR" DUAL PIVOTING 7.62MM MACHINE GUNS

•"BATTLE DOG" 152MM XM175 GUN/MISSILE LAUNCHER

[materialsscienceandengineering]

Researchers demonstrate enhanced radiative heat transfer for nanodevices

Researchers from Japan have been working hard to keep their cool—or at least—keep their nanodevices from overheating. By adding a tiny coating of silicon dioxide to micro-sized silicon structures, they were able to show a significant increase in the rate of heat dissipated. This work may lead to smaller and cheaper electronic devices that can pack in more microcircuits. As consumer electronics become ever more compact, while still boasting increased processing power, the need to manage waste heat from microcircuits has grown to become a major concern. Some scientific instruments and nanoscale machines require careful consideration of how localized heat will be shunted out of the device in order to prevent damage. Some cooling occurs when heat is radiated away as electromagnetic waves—similar to how the sun's power reaches the Earth through the vacuum of space. However, the rate of energy transfer can be too slow to protect the performance of sensitive and densely packed integrated electronic circuits.

Read more.

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #99

I continued the work on the two epoxy spheres I started the other day.

So part of the reason I gotta re-epoxy the whole sphere after the first cast is because my silicone molds look like these:

As you can see, once it's cured, it leaves a flat surface where the opening is. And if I'm going for a perfectly spherical ball of awesomesauce, that doesn't work for me. So! The solution is to turn the sphere inside out, put some epoxy in the little dent on the bottom, put more epoxy on the flat surface of the orb, and then turn the sphere mold right-side-in by pressing the flat end of the sphere against the epoxy-filled dent. Here's the result:

I'm not gonna show you the other one yet; in the process of trying to turn the mold right-side-in, the orb ended up rotating inside the sphere mold unexpectedly, and I made a mess. Uncured epoxy goop got all over my hands and all over my work area, but fortunately, it didn't get all over me, which is wonderful because epoxy DOES NOT COME OUT OF CLOTHING, holy crap!

The stuff is poisonous when it's uncured because it's made of some really weird stuff. But I had rubbing alcohol at the ready, and so I got it off my skin fairly quickly; I'm not too terribly concerned.

So now it's just a matter of waiting a day or two for it to cure, and then it'll be time for me to sand it and then coat it in UV spray. They'll look good when they're done!

Between this and the other adulting I got done today, I feel like I get to goof off with Salt and Sanctuary for a while. I called some folks about my CPAP supplies, only to find out that although the place that prescribed it sent the data to the place I'm supposed to get supplies from, somehow the supply place didn't receive it. So the place that prescribed it sent it again to the supply place, so hopefully I'll be getting a call from the supply place soon. I'll call tomorrow to make sure.

I also called to get set up with the Patient Portal at my general doctor place. But I ended up getting just an answering machine. I left a message, hopefully someone will call me soon.

Finally, I called a braces place today. I have an appointment for 4pm tomorrow. I'm excited, but also nervous! I hope it goes well; wish me luck!

Today I also wrote some stuff for a thing that I can't tell you about yet. I thought about taking a break and Salting some more Sanctuaries, but… I think I have to work on some more of the other thing.

No matter how all this ends, I will make sure you're safe. It might take me a while, but you will be safe. I promise.

I'm gonna keep going. I'll write again tomorrow. Please stay safe out there.

Your friend, Lumine

[sneef-to-a-snorf-fight]

Totally Spies! S1 E10-15

ok we watched these late last night while also a lil high so its a lil hazy. also we have found a new top contender for the worst episode. not for the usual reasons. here ya go

oh also i rearranged a few of the last ones cuz they were just. wrong.

ok lets get to the notes

Silicon Valley Girls: ai named CHAD starts torturing people who bullied his creator Adam, machine kinda sexyevil like glados?, saying shit to everyone like "you've been a very bad boy. you deserve punishment" also CHAD reprograms Adam

Queen for a Day: fetishization of North African/ Middle Eastern women, kidnapping, bondage, forced dating

Shrinking: honestly not as bad as it could've been, micro/macro stuff, clover does wear doll's clothes at the end tho

Aliens: actually almost fine other than the torture/ murder machine, and also the organization called Gooper? more on this episode later

Wild Style: oh boy! this episode is the Island of Doctor Moreau but with Jimmy Buffet and Buffalo Bill (but a lady), evil fashion lady forcibly turns people into animal people so she can flay them and make clothing out of their fur/skin, she does in fact wear a coat made of human skin, she served cunt tho so i support women's wrongs, oh also clover becomes a catgirl and her outfit rips in some horny ways :/

Ok so now that that's out of the way, I NEED to talk about the geopolitical implications of the totally spies! world. so we see a couple world maps in the episode "Aliens"

so i have a couple theories for this situation. the breaks in the countries vaguely correspond to real tectonic faults? and we see an earthquake generator in this episode that's the size of a radio? so im thinking since there's basically constant supervillian activities, this may be causing the faults to move rapidly. and also IS CALIFORNIA AN ISLAND??

despite this drastic geologic difference to our earth, we often see a lot of places in this show mostly unchanged. like. Mexico has been Fucked but we still see Mexico City. We see New York twin towers and all. And Beverly Hills of course. There are some made up countries like Kenyopia and Lirobia (i think) but its like. An excuse for them to use weird medieval middle eastern stereotypes for a modern day thingie i guess. There were some others but I'm not going back and watching past episodes. France and Peru and China all exist. Also, Ivy pointed out that the Great Wall of China is still there even though there's a sea there now? We're gonna start noting these things now.

I also have some stuff to say about the music but we'll save that for it's own post.

11 episodes left in Season 1!

[invisiblefoxfire]

There have to be some autistic bakers out there, right? Because I'm fully at the end of my rope here. I've been making my own bread for like... 2 years now? And I still can't figure out how to fucking do this. It comes out edible every time, but not quite the way I want it. And I think the main issue is the kneading. No one has ever been able to explain to me how to knead dough in a way that makes actual sense to me. Whenever I try kneading dough, it sticks to my entire hands so hard that I just wind up wearing a dough glove. At that point I can't knead it any further because it's become a second skin on my hands and I can't get it off. (I then have a sensory overload meltdown, scream GET IT OFF MEEEEE, cry, throw things, occasionally break something or injure myself, then break down in a sobbing heap of self-loathing for a while.) As a result, I have worked out a system of making bread where I basically "knead" it with a spoon in the bowl and a lot of muscle. This doesn't lead to very good results and also fucks up my wrists.

Before I continue, let me get the following out of the way:

I know there are recipes for no-knead bread. That is not the kind of bread I want to make.

I already have a stand mixer, but it's useless because I am making very small loaves of bread, and it's just not enough for the mixer to work. (I am one person living alone and I can only eat so much bread every day, and even these small loaves often get moldy before I can finish them)

I have neither the money nor the space for a bread maker, and in any case I don't like the kind of bread they create.

I have tried flouring and oiling my hands. It helps for approximately 0.2 seconds and then the benefits evaporate and I'm right back where I started.

I have tried using gloves and it also doesn't help. The dough just coats the gloves and now I have two pairs of gloves on instead of one.

I have a plastic dough scraper but it doesn't help. The only surface I have to knead on is a silicone baking mat, which gets dented if the scraper digs into it, and if I try to move the dough around with it, I wind up with bits of dough sliced off and adhered to the scraper, which then also becomes near impossible to clean.

So. Is there someone out there who can explain to me in very specific autism-friendly terms HOW THE FUCK you are supposed to do this? Is there a video out there that shows the process of kneading bread dough from start to finish that doesn't just go "it'll be sticky at first but get less sticky as you work it" and then cut to the fucking finished product? HOW, specifically, do you touch and grip and move the dough without it coating your entire hand and then refusing to come off forever, leading to me bent sobbing over the sink desperately trying to scrub it all off with soap and hot water and continuing to discover bits of it under my fingernails for hours afterward?

"Turn and fold it"—the second my fingers touch bread dough, it adheres to my skin and will not come off. I'm like fucking Tetsuo in Akira, becoming one with this formless blob which I can't seem to remove from my skin no matter what I do.

I have tried various dough recipes and it doesn't seem to matter what the ingredients and ratios are, I can't figure out how to knead it. The one I am using now is actually pretty dense. It uses dry active yeast, 50g rye flour, 200g wheat bread flour, 150ml water, about a teaspoon of olive oil, teaspoon of salt, and tablespoon of sugar for the yeast. I like dense bread, actually, so that's fine - I'm not trying to make a light, airy bread.

My current system is to, once the yeast is woken up and the ingredients all combined, jam a spoon in the center and roughly stir it as hard as I can, trying to stretch it as much as possible, occasionally repositioning the spoon. Basically roughly replicating the motion of a hook attachment in a stand mixer, but without the hook, and without the machine power. This flares up my wrist tendinitis every time, but it's that or nothing. When I've gone as long as I physically can, I pat it all together with the spoon and do the first proof. Then I do knead it on a silicone mat, which is a harrowing experience, because while it's no longer an instant second epidermis, it is still always sticky enough to give me sensory overload. I often wind up with no choice but to constantly re-coat my hands in flour (I'm talking literally once every 15 seconds or so), which of course only serves to make the bread even denser, but without doing that, I can't knead the dough at all without having a meltdown, because at this point I'm already stressed from the entire process.

"Why don't you just give up on making bread" I like bread! I like baking, aside from the kneading part! And I can't buy this type of bread where I live. I don't want to give up on this, I just want to figure out how it's physically possible to do!

I asked a friend who bakes bread about this. I told him that it's too sticky, it coats my hands, and then I can't get it off. And he said "it's supposed to be sticky, just keep working it and it'll get less sticky" and I just stared at him. How can I "work" dough that is stuck fast to my skin? It won't let go of me. I can stretch my hands apart and it will split into two stringy masses so that it can keep hanging on to my hands rather than let go. WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHEN YOU SAY "WORK THE DOUGH?

Am I supposed to just clap my hands together and stretch them back out over and over again? I've seen people knead dough on a table or mat and the dough DOESN'T ADHERE TO THEIR HANDS. They'll be like "it'll be sticky" and then show the dough sticking temporarily to their skin then letting go when they pull their hands away. WHAT IS HAPPENING.

I feel like I'm missing something massive here. There's some movement people are doing that keeps the dough from adhering. Or maybe my skin is secretly made of fucking glue, I don't know.

Someone please help. I feel like attempting to knead dough is going to be the trigger for my final nervous breakdown.

[salmontheking]

Hi, really like your stuff, just wanted to ask, what are your big mechs made of? For example Aster Yukon doesn't seem to have an elbow joint, are the red "gloves" on his arms rubber-like coverings? Is it liquid metal? Or does the whole shape shift and move without visible joints while being solid like modern jets wings?

Giant robots are made from starmass, which is catch all for materials produced by captive star tissues and organs. Starmass can be alive, but you can't know without a microscope. Sometimes it looks like living tissue, sometimes like plastic, sometimes like metal smoother than a mirror.

The armor on Yukon is rigid, shiny and metallic, it has segmented plates on joints but they fit close enough that you can't see them from far away. The red parts are just a livery, they regularly get scraped off from wear.

The dark grey lower torso is closer to asphalt in texture. It's "flexible" in so far as the robot can bend, but you could hit it with a sledgehammer and it won't even shake.

On the inside it's more like a gross slimy machine than a living organism. It's full of fluids, most of which are toxic and smell closer to bleach and motor oil than human blood. Most organs/parts are also coated in silicone-like elastic connective tissue. They're very confusing to look at in motion, how organic something looks doesn't always translate to how it moves.

Pretty much every giant robot is like this. The older ones had more obvious joints.

[heatexchangertubes]

Key Differences Between Carbon Steel and Alloy Steel Seamless Tubes

Seamless tubes are essential components in industries that demand high strength, durability, and reliability. Whether it's oil and gas, power generation, petrochemicals, or construction, the right tubing material can significantly impact performance and safety. Among the most widely used types of seamless tubes are carbon steel and alloy steel seamless tubes. While they may appear similar at first glance, these materials offer distinct properties that make them suitable for specific applications.

In this blog, we’ll explore the key differences between carbon steel and alloy steel seamless tubes, helping you understand which material is better suited for your industrial needs.

Material Composition

The most fundamental difference between the two lies in their composition. Carbon steel is primarily made up of iron and carbon, with carbon content typically ranging from 0.05% to 2.1%. It may also include small amounts of other elements like manganese or silicon, but the carbon is the main element that defines its strength and hardness.

Alloy steel, on the other hand, contains iron, carbon, and a wide variety of alloying elements such as chromium, molybdenum, nickel, and vanadium. These added elements are specifically chosen to enhance properties like heat resistance, tensile strength, and corrosion resistance.

This difference in composition makes alloy steel a more versatile and durable option, especially for high-performance applications.

Strength and Durability

Carbon steel offers a good balance of strength and affordability, especially in its medium and high-carbon forms. However, as the carbon content increases, the steel can become more brittle and less ductile, making it less ideal for dynamic environments that require flexibility under stress.

Alloy steel excels in mechanical strength, especially when subjected to heat treatment. The addition of alloying elements significantly improves its load-bearing capabilities and resistance to wear and fatigue. This makes alloy steel seamless tubes an excellent choice for demanding environments like high-pressure pipelines, boilers, and heavy machinery.

Resistance to Corrosion

When it comes to corrosion resistance, carbon steel generally falls short unless it is protected with coatings or linings. It is more susceptible to rust and degradation in moist or chemically aggressive environments.

Alloy steel seamless tubes, on the other hand, are designed to perform well under corrosive conditions. Elements like chromium and nickel create a natural resistance to oxidation and corrosion, making alloy steel suitable for applications in the chemical industry, marine environments, and oil refineries.

If corrosion is a key concern for your project, alloy steel is the safer and longer-lasting option.

Temperature Tolerance

Carbon steel performs adequately in moderate temperatures. However, its mechanical properties can deteriorate when exposed to extremely high or low temperatures. This limitation makes it less suitable for applications like boilers or steam pipelines, where temperature fluctuations are constant.

Alloy steel seamless tubes are engineered to withstand a broader range of temperatures. The presence of elements like molybdenum enhances the steel's ability to retain strength at elevated temperatures. This makes alloy steel an ideal material for heat exchangers, power plants, and other high-temperature environments.

Ease of Fabrication

Fabrication is another area where the two materials differ. Carbon steel is relatively easy to weld, cut, and machine. It is highly preferred for structural and fabrication work due to its ease of handling and lower cost.

Alloy steel, while stronger, can be more challenging to work with. Depending on the composition, it may require specialized tools and welding techniques to maintain its structural integrity. However, with the right expertise and equipment, alloy steel can be fabricated into highly reliable and complex components.

Cost Consideration

From a cost perspective, carbon steel is generally more economical. Its simple composition and easier manufacturing process make it a budget-friendly option for many industrial applications, especially when high-performance properties are not a top priority.

Alloy steel, due to its complex composition and enhanced performance, comes at a higher price. However, its long-term benefits—like reduced maintenance, longer life, and better performance under extreme conditions—often justify the initial investment.

Application Areas

Carbon steel seamless tubes are widely used in general-purpose applications such as water and gas pipelines, construction structures, automotive parts, and low-pressure systems. Their affordability and ease of availability make them a popular choice for large-scale infrastructure projects.

Alloy steel seamless tubes are preferred in more specialized and demanding sectors. These include the oil and gas industry, chemical processing, thermal power plants, and aerospace applications. Their superior strength, corrosion resistance, and temperature tolerance make them indispensable in environments where reliability and safety are non-negotiable.

Selection Criteria

Choosing between carbon steel and alloy steel seamless tubes should depend on your project's specific requirements. If your application involves moderate conditions and cost is a primary factor, carbon steel is a suitable choice. However, if your project involves high temperatures, pressure, or exposure to corrosive elements, alloy steel will deliver better performance and longevity.

Factors like design life, load conditions, operating environment, and maintenance requirements should guide your material selection process.

Conclusion

Both carbon steel and alloy steel seamless tubes have their own sets of advantages and limitations. Understanding their differences in terms of composition, strength, corrosion resistance, and cost can help you make the right choice for your application.

At Anand Seamless Limited, we manufacture and export a comprehensive range of carbon steel and alloy steel seamless tubes that meet global standards and customer-specific requirements. Whether you need tubes for general construction or high-performance industrial systems, our technical expertise and quality assurance ensure you receive the best solution for your project.

Looking for expert guidance in selecting the right seamless tubes? Get in touch with our team today and discover tailored solutions that deliver performance, reliability, and value.

[zeometrix]

Exploring the Best Sheet Metal Fabrication Companies in Bangalore

Summary

Explore top sheet metal fabrication companies in Bangalore offering precision cutting, bending, and assembly services for diverse industries. Learn how to choose the best fabrication partner for quality and reliability.

Introduction 

Bangalore, often hailed as the Silicon Valley of India, is not just a tech hub but also a thriving center for manufacturing and fabrication industries. Among its many industrial strengths, sheet metal fabrication stands out as a critical sector supporting various fields such as construction, automotive, electronics, aerospace, and more. If you are searching for top-notch sheet metal fabrication companies in Bangalore, this blog will guide you through everything you need to know — from industry insights and services offered to how to select the best partner for your needs.

Understanding Sheet Metal Fabrication

Sheet metal fabrication involves cutting, bending, and assembling thin metal sheets into desired shapes and structures. These metal sheets can be made from steel, aluminum, copper, brass, or other alloys. Fabricators use a combination of manual labor and advanced machinery such as CNC machines, laser cutters, and press brakes to create components that are vital in manufacturing everything from industrial machinery parts to architectural elements.

The process typically includes:

Cutting: Laser cutting, plasma cutting, or shearing to shape metal sheets.

Bending: Using press brakes or rollers to bend sheets into forms.

Welding and Assembly: Joining metal pieces to create the final product.

Finishing: Surface treatments like painting, powder coating, or galvanizing to enhance durability and appearance.

Given the precision and expertise required, choosing the right sheet metal fabrication companies in Bangalore is crucial for high-quality results.

Why Bangalore is a Hub for Sheet Metal Works

Bangalore's industrial ecosystem is a blend of innovation and traditional manufacturing expertise. Its strategic location, skilled workforce, and access to raw materials make it an ideal place for sheet metal works in Bangalore.

Key reasons Bangalore shines in this sector include:

Skilled Labor: The city attracts engineers, designers, and skilled fabricators well-versed in modern fabrication technologies.

Advanced Machinery: Many fabrication companies in Bangalore invest in state-of-the-art equipment, ensuring precision and faster turnaround times.

Diverse Industry Demand: From IT hardware to aerospace and automotive components, the city’s diverse industrial base creates sustained demand for sheet metal products.

Proximity to Suppliers: Easy access to raw materials and logistics networks helps keep costs competitive.

Because of these factors, Bangalore hosts many renowned fabrication companies in Bangalore offering custom sheet metal fabrication services.

Services Offered by Sheet Metal Fabrication Companies in Bangalore

If you are evaluating fabrication companies in Bangalore, it’s important to understand the range of services they typically offer:

1. Custom Sheet Metal Fabrication

Tailored solutions to meet unique design specifications. Whether it’s prototype development or mass production, companies offer customized cutting, bending, and assembly services.

2. CNC Sheet Metal Machining

Computer Numerical Control (CNC) machining ensures high precision and consistency, particularly for complex shapes and tight tolerances. CNC technology allows for intricate cuts and bends that manual methods can’t easily replicate.

3. Welding and Joining

Fabricators provide expert welding techniques such as MIG, TIG, and spot welding to ensure strong, durable joints in metal assemblies.

4. Surface Finishing

Finishing services like powder coating, painting, anodizing, and galvanizing improve the corrosion resistance and aesthetics of metal parts.

5. Sheet Metal Prototyping

For industries requiring design validation and testing, many fabrication companies in Bangalore offer prototyping services to create functional samples before full-scale production.

6. Assembly and Packaging

Some companies provide end-to-end solutions, including assembly of fabricated parts into sub-assemblies or finished products, along with packaging and delivery.

Industries Served by Sheet Metal Fabrication Companies in Bangalore

The applications of sheet metal fabrication are extensive, and Bangalore’s fabricators cater to a variety of sectors:

Automotive: Manufacturing chassis components, brackets, exhaust parts, and custom panels.

Aerospace: Precision parts requiring high-strength, lightweight materials.

Construction and Architecture: Decorative panels, roofing sheets, ducts, and structural elements.

Electronics: Enclosures, heat sinks, and mounting hardware.

Healthcare: Surgical instruments and equipment casings.

Industrial Machinery: Machine guards, control panels, and frames.

Choosing the right sheet metal fabrication companies in Bangalore that specialize in your industry can significantly enhance product quality and compliance.

How to Choose the Right Sheet Metal Fabrication Company in Bangalore

When selecting a fabrication partner, consider these key factors:

1. Experience and Expertise

Look for companies with a proven track record in sheet metal works in Bangalore. Industry-specific experience is a big plus.

2. Technology and Equipment

Modern CNC machines, laser cutters, and automated welding systems indicate a company’s ability to handle complex jobs with precision.

3. Quality Certifications

ISO certifications and compliance with industry standards ensure quality and reliability.

4. Customization Capability

The ability to handle custom designs and rapid prototyping is essential for businesses needing unique solutions.

5. Turnaround Time and Scalability

Evaluate their capacity to meet deadlines and scale production according to your needs.

6. Customer Support and Service

Good communication, transparency in pricing, and after-sales support make collaboration smoother.

7. Client Testimonials and Portfolio

Review past projects and client feedback to gauge reliability and craftsmanship.

Leading Fabrication Companies in Bangalore

While there are many players in the market, some stand out for their quality and service excellence. It’s advisable to request quotes and sample works from multiple fabrication companies in Bangalore before making a decision.

Many companies also offer integrated services, covering everything from design assistance to final assembly, providing end-to-end convenience.

Future Trends in Sheet Metal Fabrication

The industry is rapidly evolving with new technologies:

Automation and Robotics: Increasing adoption of robotic welding and bending to improve precision and reduce costs.

Additive Manufacturing Integration: Combining 3D printing with traditional sheet metal fabrication for hybrid parts.

Sustainability: Use of eco-friendly materials and processes to reduce environmental impact.

IoT and Smart Manufacturing: Real-time monitoring and quality control through connected devices.

Leading sheet metal fabrication companies in Bangalore are investing in these technologies to stay competitive and deliver cutting-edge solutions.

Conclusion

Whether you’re in construction, automotive, electronics, or any sector requiring durable, precisely fabricated metal components, Bangalore offers some of the best sheet metal fabrication companies in Bangalore. The city’s skilled workforce, advanced technology, and diverse industry base make it an ideal choice for all your sheet metal works in Bangalore.

By carefully choosing your fabrication partner — focusing on experience, technology, quality, and service — you can ensure your projects are completed efficiently, on time, and to the highest standards.

If you’re ready to explore or upgrade your fabrication requirements, start by connecting with trusted fabrication companies in Bangalore today and take advantage of the city’s manufacturing expertise to drive your business forward.

1. What services do sheet metal fabrication companies in Bangalore typically offer?

Sheet metal fabrication companies in Bangalore provide a wide range of services including cutting, bending, welding, CNC machining, surface finishing, prototyping, and assembly. These services cater to various industries like automotive, aerospace, electronics, and construction.

2. How do I choose the right sheet metal fabrication company in Bangalore?

Consider factors such as industry experience, technology and machinery used, quality certifications, customization capabilities, turnaround time, and client testimonials. Requesting quotes and samples can also help in making an informed decision.

3. What materials are commonly used in sheet metal works in Bangalore?

Common materials include mild steel, stainless steel, aluminum, copper, and brass. The choice depends on the application’s strength, corrosion resistance, and budget requirements.

4. Are there any quality certifications to look for in fabrication companies in Bangalore?

Yes, ISO 9001 certification is commonly sought after as it ensures adherence to quality management standards. Some companies may also comply with industry-specific certifications depending on the sector they serve.

5. Can sheet metal fabrication companies in Bangalore handle custom and prototype orders?

Absolutely. Many companies specialize in custom sheet metal fabrication and offer prototyping services to help clients test and refine designs before mass production.

6. How advanced is the technology used by sheet metal fabrication companies in Bangalore?

Many fabrication companies in Bangalore use advanced machinery such as CNC laser cutters, press brakes, robotic welders, and automated finishing lines, enabling high precision and efficiency.

7. What industries in Bangalore rely heavily on sheet metal fabrication?

Key industries include automotive manufacturing, aerospace, electronics, healthcare equipment, construction, and industrial machinery.

8. How long does a typical sheet metal fabrication project take?

Project timelines vary based on complexity and scale. Simple parts may take a few days, while larger or more complex assemblies could take several weeks. Reliable companies provide clear project timelines upfront.

[radobjectdreamland]

InGaAs Image Sensors Market Drivers Include Rising Demand for Infrared Industrial Vision Systems

Introduction

Rising automation, stricter quality standards, and the quest for reliable low-light inspection are propelling the InGaAs Image Sensors Market toward unprecedented growth. Made from indium-gallium-arsenide, these sensors capture visible-to-short-wave-infrared (SWIR) wavelengths, making them indispensable for modern industrial vision systems that must see beyond what silicon-based detectors can perceive. The market is expected to grow significantly as manufacturers intensify investments in photonics-enabled production lines.

1. Industrial Vision Systems Lead Demand

The strongest driver is the integration of SWIR cameras into production-floor machine-vision systems. Silicon detectors become ineffective above 1 µm, leaving inspection gaps in semiconductor wafer probing, electrolyte checks in lithium-ion batteries, and mixed-plastic sorting. In contrast, InGaAs arrays can detect moisture, organic compounds, and silicon defects through protective coatings, enabling complete, non-destructive in-line inspection. As automation expands, factories demand sensors that offer high-speed imaging and reliability under harsh operational conditions.

2. Process-Automation Economics: Why Infrared Pays for Itself

SWIR-enabled imaging reduces false rejects and rework by revealing invisible contaminants or layer thickness variations. Automotive paint shops can minimize scrap by identifying solvent pockets, while pharmaceutical production lines using InGaAs systems achieve quick return on investment due to improved defect detection. These gains help justify the higher upfront costs of InGaAs-based solutions, especially in high-volume or high-value manufacturing sectors.

3. Low-Light Advantages and Spectral Selectivity

Unlike thermal detectors that require emitted heat, InGaAs sensors operate in the reflective SWIR band (0.9–1.7 µm), providing high-contrast imaging even under low-light conditions. These sensors can work with invisible, eye-safe LED illumination, making them ideal for around-the-clock inspection. Narrow-band filtering enables detection of specific materials like epoxy, moisture, or sugars, enhancing precision without redesigning hardware, which makes InGaAs a versatile tool across industries.

4. Falling Costs and Technological Breakthroughs

Three major advances are driving costs down:

Improved manufacturing yields – Modern fabrication techniques have increased sensor yields, reducing per-unit cost.

Wafer-level packaging – Integration of micro-optics and signal processing at the wafer level lowers assembly complexity.

Flexible integration – Open firmware and modular architecture allow OEMs to customize performance without incurring licensing costs.

As a result, the total cost of deploying InGaAs-based vision systems is dropping, encouraging broader adoption even in mid-sized industrial operations.

5. Regulatory, Safety, and Sustainability Catalysts

Government regulations now push for non-contact, accurate inspection across industries like food safety, battery production, and chemical handling. InGaAs image sensors meet regulatory expectations for material detection and quality control. They also contribute to sustainability goals by enhancing combustion control in furnaces and kilns, reducing energy consumption and greenhouse gas emissions across industrial operations.

6. Regional Hotspots

Asia-Pacific: Strong manufacturing infrastructure and government subsidies are boosting domestic production and deployment of SWIR systems.

North America: Military and defense applications are accelerating InGaAs sensor demand for field-deployable systems and night-vision solutions.

Europe: Environmental compliance and industrial innovation are encouraging adoption in recycling and automation-focused sectors.

Each region is witnessing demand driven by a unique combination of policy, infrastructure, and sectoral focus.

7. Competitive Landscape

The market is currently dominated by a mix of global and regional players. Larger firms specialize in high-performance, large-format sensors for aerospace and defense, while smaller firms focus on cost-efficient solutions for industrial applications. New entrants are leveraging AI-enabled on-sensor analytics and compact form factors to address emerging use cases like portable diagnostics and mobile inspection.

8. Looking Ahead: What the Drivers Mean for Future Demand

The combination of regulatory mandates, improving economics, and performance advantages makes InGaAs image sensors increasingly attractive across industries. Demand is expanding not only in factory settings but also in outdoor, mobile, and autonomous systems. These sensors are expected to play a central role in future smart manufacturing and automated quality assurance systems.

Conclusion: Setting the Stage for Trends in Night-Vision and Surveillance

While industrial inspection remains a powerful catalyst, the capabilities of InGaAs sensors in low-light and covert environments point toward major growth in night-vision and surveillance applications. In the next article, we explore how these sectors are shaping innovation in sensor design, ruggedization, and real-time data processing.