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Thomas Maria Helzle"Rotational Force"Tooll3 Tutorial on how to create your own HLSL Compute Shader Particle Force:<a href="https://youtu.be/j95VZXGAbwE" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/j95VZXGAbwE</a>In this video I show you how to create your own HLSL compute shader particle force in Tooll3 and the complete workflow on how to set up the operator interface, create parameters and dropdowns with defaults and useful input ranges, re-order parameters ( ;-) ), rename inputs, sort out the compute shader input buffer slots, get useful error messages, write documentation, create examples and presets and also guide you through the code and the simple example scene I created.I talk a bit about GPU threading and [numthreads] and I found this video very helpful to understand the inner workings of GPUs and compute shaders: <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eDLilzy2mq0" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eDLilzy2mq0</a>Tooll3 is open source and ATM available on Windows only (although one user reported having it running on Linux in a Bottle). You should have a decent GPU for good performance.Download it here: <a href="https://tooll.io" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank">https://tooll.io</a>I did several animations with the force already: <a href="https://youtu.be/HCY5tdhlcMU" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/HCY5tdhlcMU</a> <a href="https://youtu.be/H41QNp9ghWk" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/H41QNp9ghWk</a> <a href="https://youtu.be/v25vCSL967Y" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/v25vCSL967Y</a><a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/Tooll3" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#Tooll3</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/realtime" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#realtime</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/tutorial" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#tutorial</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/operator" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#operator</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/force" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#force</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/particle" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#particle</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/radial" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#radial</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/rotational" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#rotational</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/generativeart" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#generativeart</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/particles" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#particles</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/livingpainting" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#livingpainting</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/creativecoding" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#creativecoding</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/hlsl" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#hlsl</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/csharp" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#csharp</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/gpu" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#gpu</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/nodes" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#nodes</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/shader" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#shader</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/computeshader" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#computeshader</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/generative" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#generative</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/procedural" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#procedural</a> <a href="https://social.vivaldi.net/tags/visualart" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#visualart</a>

illestpreachaRadial Overlapping<a href="https://youtu.be/4pnglD3R0L8" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/4pnglD3R0L8</a>Coded <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/sonicpi" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#sonicpi</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/python" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#python</a>aided with post edit<a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/creativecoding" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#creativecoding</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/coding" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#coding</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/soundscape" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#soundscape</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/worldbuilding" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#worldbuilding</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/scifi" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#scifi</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/animation" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#animation</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/color" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#color</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/radial" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#radial</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/circlegraph" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#circlegraph</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/circles" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#circles</a>

TomiRoviraGREEN BUSH<a href="https://tomirovira.art/2024/08/07/green-bush-20240724075325rt1pub/" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank">https://tomirovira.art/2024/08/07/green-bush-20240724075325rt1pub/</a><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/bush" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#bush</a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/green" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#green</a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/leaves" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#leaves</a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/zoom" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#zoom</a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/bokeh" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#bokeh</a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/texture" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#texture</a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/explosion" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#explosion</a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/radial" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#radial</a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/photography" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#photography</a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/TomiRovira" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#TomiRovira</a>

guyinahatI think the comma on the projected image comes from having cylindrical mirrors. There's only one location where the cylindrical mirror downstream from the light source parabolic mirror and the second mirror plus the output lens can lock in their design with the <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/dlp" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#dlp</a> chip. You can notice in the sample patterns showing a quadricule with dots in the center that if you focus, only the center is in focus, but if you try to focus on the top edge the dots become comma <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/radial" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#radial</a> lines or <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/tangential" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#tangential</a> lines

jujube<a href="https://mstdn.social/tags/CAT" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#CAT</a> <a href="https://mstdn.social/tags/ComputedAxialTomography" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#ComputedAxialTomography</a> <a href="https://mstdn.social/tags/machine" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#machine</a> <a href="https://mstdn.social/tags/radial" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#radial</a> <a href="https://mstdn.social/tags/radiation" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#radiation</a> This a a Canon Aquilion CAT going at full speed with its cover off<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jEtTNKM68I" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jEtTNKM68I</a>

Minty<a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/CAT" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#CAT</a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/ComputedAxialTomography" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#ComputedAxialTomography</a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/machine" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#machine</a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/radial" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#radial</a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/radiation" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#radiation</a> This a a Canon Aquilion CAT going at full speed with its cover off<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jEtTNKM68I" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jEtTNKM68I</a>

Simon CampbellApplying the mighty Oto to some drum tracks using the most excellent Radial EXTC-stereo as the interface between the console and the delay. Radial shit just works.<a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/RadialEngineering" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#RadialEngineering</a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/Radial" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#Radial</a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/Analog" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#Analog</a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/Reamp" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#Reamp</a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/Oto" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#Oto</a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MusicProduction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#MusicProduction</a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/Music" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#Music</a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/Musician" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#Musician</a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/gearsquad" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#gearsquad</a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MastoMusic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#MastoMusic</a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MastoArt" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#MastoArt</a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/FediMusic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#FediMusic</a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/FediArt" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#FediArt</a>

nemo™ 🇺🇦Das <a href="https://mas.to/tags/RADIAL" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#RADIAL</a> UNTERM <a href="https://mas.to/tags/RADAR" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#RADAR</a> <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2LAPyHTPBo" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2LAPyHTPBo</a><a href="https://mas.to/tags/nemoradio" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#nemoradio</a>

nemo™ 🇺🇦DAS <a href="https://mas.to/tags/RADIAL" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#RADIAL</a> -<a href="https://mas.to/tags/DATA_ICH" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#DATA_ICH</a><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=azs2dGFUoJw" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=azs2dGFUoJw</a>🎶 … <a href="https://mas.to/tags/sowieso" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#sowieso</a> 🎶 <a href="https://mas.to/tags/nemoradio" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#nemoradio</a>

Pax AsteriaeAlex delivers a little Christmas… cheer for Milos. Set after Milos gets his new house.Contains adult language and sexual behaviour.* * *“What—” Milos stared at the snow-speckled boxes stacked beside Alex on the porch. “What the fuck are those?”The largest, a wide, square box almost half Milos’s height, slammed into his chest, and it suddenly became difficult to breathe. “Take that,” Alex snapped, struggling to pick up the others, “and get inside before it snows on me again.”Milos stumbled backwards, almost falling over the doormat as he went. Why the hell did it feel heavy enough to contain a dead body? — Milos hesitated, staring down at it just in case a red stain began to spread across the bland cardboard, and only came back to reality when Alex shoved past him. “What’s going on?”Alex didn’t answer immediately. Milos trailed after him into the living room and waited patiently until the other man put the boxes down and turned back to face him. “Why are you still holding that?”“I have no idea,” Milos muttered, lowering it to the floor. Still no red stains, but that didn’t mean anything. Alex could have bagged the parts. “Now you’re in, do you want to tell me what all this is in aid of?”“Christmas,” Alex said bluntly, taking the box from in front of Milos and putting it with the others.“Yes. I’m aware.”“Clearly you’re not.” Satisfied the stack wasn’t going to fall, Alex flopped onto Milos’s sofa and stared up at him with those irritatingly unfathomable black eyes. “Do you even own any decorations?”Was that supposed to be rhetorical? “Do you ever remember seeing any?”Alex sprawled further across Milos’s sofa; if Milos wanted to sit, it’d have to be on him. “No, I don’t.”“There’s your answer, then.” Maybe he ought to buy a chair. He’d never needed one before, but given he’d spent over a year using his bed as his sofa and even Alex had never managed to hog all that no matter how hard he tried, unlike the sofa…Alex’s expression never changed. “Thought so.” He nodded over to the boxes, his gaze never once leaving Milos’s face. “Open the big one.”Milos stared at him but Alex’s gaze never wavered; grudgingly, he moved over to the box and began the slow, awkward wrestle with the excessive packing tape sealing the top of the box shut. Once it was torn free, to horrific ripping sounds and Alex’s badly-disguised chuckle, still staring at the bastard Milos plunged his hand into the box.And yelped as something rough and ragged dragged over his palm and wrist, grazing something sharp along his skin. “What the fuck?!”“Stop complaining and pull it out.”Where had he heard that before? At least this time it only related to… well, whatever this was, at least it wasn’t a cock. He hoped. Tentatively Milos reached back into the box and pulled a face at the unfamiliar feeling. Whatever the shape was it was narrow and not as spiky as it first felt. His fingers closed around it; he grimaced at the way it collapsed under his touch, and pulled.What he got was something tall and spiky, falling open as he lifted. Only part-way, he couldn’t help noticing as it came free in his hand — a hand much higher above his head than he liked — and he stared blankly at what he slowly realised was the top half of an artificial Christmas tree. “What. The. Fuck.”“You’re blind as well as deaf?”“But… but why?” Milos laid down the top and pulled out the second section; even that wasn’t enough to empty the box. He had to upend it to let the final part fall free, followed by the clattering sections that made up the base. Three pieces of tree, and even scattered across the floor he could tell they’d combine into something taller than himself. He turned back to Alex, who hadn’t moved. “I don’t get it.”“You are aware of what month it is, aren’t you?” Alex angled his head back slightly, his dark eyes still firmly on Milos’s.It was irritating when he did that. It just accentuated the fact he was handsome, like that ever worked on Milos; the dokkalfa flicked his middle finger at him. “Of course I am. Someone on the street even decorated their hedge. Who does that? It’s just…” He looked back at the tree again, in its forlorn and flattened state. “I mean, it’s not… I haven’t really bothered with it for years now.” It wasn’t like he was going to cart around a tiny tree while he was homeless. It’d been hard enough just staying alive and in one piece.“And now you can.” The sudden warm pressure of Alex’s arm against his made him jump. How the hell did he move so quietly? “Open the other boxes and I’ll start building this.”Milos did as he was told, occasionally watching Alex from the corner of his eye as the human set to methodically assembling the tree. He’d thought of everything, that was for sure: there was tinsel, tasteful baubles and even a gold star. For such a complete package, it did nothing to enlighten Milos. “I never had you down as a big fan of Christmas.”Alex shrugged and rose to lift the middle section into place. “I’m full of surprises.”Aren’t you just? Milos stacked the boxes of baubles and pulled out the tinsel, which promptly wrapped around itself around Milos’s hand like it was possessed. He flicked it away and glanced up at Alex, who was mid-glance back down at him with the faintest of smiles on his face. It was odd, how Alex smiled more lately. It should make him nervous. What he got instead was a strange, warm flickering that he had to bury himself back into the boxes of decorations to distract himself from.When he looked up again the tree was complete and Alex had smoothed out half the branches already. It was a nice tree. Milos just couldn’t work out why it was in his living room.“There are lights too,” Alex murmured, making Milos jump. “You might want to sort them out next.”He was right. It’d been so long since Milos had seen anyone decorate a tree he could barely remember the order of things. His parents had done it when he was a kid, and he’d helped with the baubles, but at Robin’s the decorated tree appeared overnight without any of the boarders witnessing it. No doubt Robin preferred to do it alone without the noisy intervention of a bunch of teenage and early-twenties alfa, but it didn’t make things feel any more festive and the sub-zero temperature in his undecorated room was the frosting on the miserable winter cake. Here, in a warm living room Alex kept reminding him was his, it all abruptly felt incredibly alien.A palm connected with the back of his head, much less painfully than he’d expected. “You’re just going to sit there all night?”Milos sighed as Alex sat cross-legged beside him. “Probably.” He glanced at the other man, at the faint frown of concentration as he pulled the lights from the box and began sorting through them. “Why?”“Why what?”“Why are you doing this?”“Why not?”Milos snorted. “That’s no answer.”It was Alex’s turn to sigh, but a grin flashed across his face. “It’s a perfectly good answer. I wanted to do something, so I did it. Do you have a problem with that?”Milos shrugged and leaned back to watch Alex as he rose and began to wind lights around the tree. Even if he’d pushed the wire into Milos’s hands he’d have just stared at them, and he could only guess Alex knew that; it was a relief to have the pressure taken off, given how much trouble he was having processing it in the first place.There was something so mesmerising about watching him move patiently around that before he knew it the other man had finished and was staring down at him, his expression unreadable again.“Sorry,” Milos mumbled, fiddling with one of the strands of tinsel. It tickled his palms more pleasantly than the tree; a shiver rattled through his shoulders.Alex sighed, reached down and grabbed Milos’s wrist, pulling him to his feet. “You’re apologising for what?”He opened his mouth to apologise again and to admit he had no idea why for either of them, and closed it again as Alex pulled the tinsel from his loose grip. Well, it was hardly a surprise: he couldn’t be trusted to string a sentence together when faced with a tree and had completely lost his grasp of the situation when it came to the lights, how could he be allowed to do even that? And there was something soothing about watching Alex dress the tree——soft plastic strands grazed over his wrists, under them; Milos leapt back away and from the restrictive contact, stumbled, slipped, fell backwards—Alex caught his wrist, keeping him upright through sheer force alone. With Milos distracted with not falling flat on his back, he took the opportunity to deftly wrap the tinsel around both wrists, binding them loosely.Milos stared down at the fluffy red streak, biting his lip so hard he thought he’d draw blood. When he looked back up Alex’s eyes were locked on his and the human’s voice, when he spoke, was low. “Why don’t you trust me?”There was so much. So many bad things. How could he explain them all? “I…”“Trust me,” Alex murmured. Before Milos could take a breath Alex’s mouth was on his, warm and sweet and, as ever, far too good. Milos found his lips parting, accepted the thick, slick shape of Alex’s tongue, and suddenly his wrists weren’t the terrifying event they could’ve so easily been with anyone else. They were still tied and his heart still raced, but he knotted his fingers into the front of Alex’s T-shirt and clung on for dear life. Alex’s hands dropped to his hips to steady him, and they kissed for long enough that Milos forgot the tinsel binding him, forgot even the half-naked tree beside them.He felt the heat flushing his cheeks as they parted, all the way down his neck and up to the tips of his ears. Alex smirked, giving one of them a quick tug, then ran his palm along Milos’s jaw to angle him for another kiss. A second shudder ran through him, this one nothing to do with the unfamiliar sensation of tinsel, and when they parted again his racing heart had nothing to do with the terror of being bound. “You’ve got a fucking one track mind.”“You wouldn’t have it any other way,” Alex grinned, then added, “no, leave it,” as Milos began to tug the tinsel from around his wrists.“I would,” Milos muttered. “Why?”“Like I said: trust me.” With more care than Milos expected — no doubt because a Milos in pain was one much less amenable to sex — Alex pulled him down to the floor and settled beside to him. Another kiss followed, and another; Alex’s hand with its usual inevitability crept into Milos’s jeans.Milos felt rather than saw the grin at what Alex found. “I thought,” Alex breathed, each word burning over Milos’s lips, “you weren’t into this stuff.”“I’m n—” but the word was cut off by Alex’s mouth and his kiss swallowed the moan as Alex’s hand began stroking.He squirmed against the floor, pushing up into the touch. His fingers found Alex’s shirt again; Alex shifted position again so his own jeans-clad erection ground against Milos’s hip. Surrounded by half-unpacked decorations and his wrists tied, it wasn’t how he’d anticipated spending the day — though, hell, with Alex it was a wonder he bothered having expectations at all. Three years ago he wouldn’t ever have expected to be doing this, let alone enjoying it, but as Alex’s hand dropped lower to press at his hole and Milos moaned again, pulling the human closer to him, he decided fuzzily that life three years ago was much less interesting.<a href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/2023/12/14/radial-oh-christmas-tree/" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/2023/12/14/radial-oh-christmas-tree/</a><a rel="nofollow noopener" class="hashtag u-tag u-category" href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/tag/alex/" target="_blank">#Alex</a> <a rel="nofollow noopener" class="hashtag u-tag u-category" href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/tag/christmas/" target="_blank">#Christmas</a> <a rel="nofollow noopener" class="hashtag u-tag u-category" href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/tag/milos/" target="_blank">#Milos</a> <a rel="nofollow noopener" class="hashtag u-tag u-category" href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/tag/mmromance/" target="_blank">#MMRomance</a> <a rel="nofollow noopener" class="hashtag u-tag u-category" href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/tag/radial/" target="_blank">#Radial</a> <a rel="nofollow noopener" class="hashtag u-tag u-category" href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/tag/shortstory/" target="_blank">#ShortStory</a>

Fractal KittyMathober day 31 - Radial!// multiple passes // brings deeper understanding // radial - days - nights<a href="https://codepen.io/fractalkitty/full/RwvRVvr" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank">https://codepen.io/fractalkitty/full/RwvRVvr</a>entire mathober set is here: <a href="https://fractalkitty.com/2023/10/01/mathober-pieces/" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank">https://fractalkitty.com/2023/10/01/mathober-pieces/</a><a href="https://mathstodon.xyz/tags/mathober2023" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#mathober2023</a> <a href="https://mathstodon.xyz/tags/mathober" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#mathober</a> <a href="https://mathstodon.xyz/tags/radial" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#radial</a> <a href="https://mathstodon.xyz/tags/codepen" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#codepen</a> <a href="https://mathstodon.xyz/tags/p5js" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#p5js</a> <a href="https://mathstodon.xyz/tags/creativecoding" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#creativecoding</a>

Pax AsteriaeIt took a few seconds before Alex’s words perforated the sudden cloud strangling his thoughts. “You… what?”Alex tsked, visibly irritated. “Hallowe’en costume party. Work. On Hallowe’en. We’re going, aren’t we?”“Why?” His mouth felt stuffed with cotton wool; his throat didn’t want to co-operate. “We haven’t been before.”“Because the world felt the need to turn to shit every single previous time.” Alex propped his head on his palms, his elbows on his desk, and gave Milos the kind of look that made his stomach flip for all the wrong reasons. The reasons he’d associated with Alex when they first met. “Like the time you abandoned everyone and while I was off fetching you someone decided to try to murder our co-workers. Although I can only assume they didn’t hold one that year.”“Oh.” Sensible words failed him. “Do… do we have to?”Alex stared at him until Milos couldn’t meet that abyssal gaze any longer. “There’s a problem with that?” Milos swallowed painfully and found himself re-reading paperwork he’d already spent the last hour studying. It said exactly what it’d said an hour ago. “No. I’ve got rooms to paint though.”“You don’t know what day it is.”“I’ve got a lot of rooms to paint.”Without moving his chin from his palms, Alex leant forward and stared so hard at Milos he felt colour flush through to the tips of his ears. “Why are you trying so hard to get out of this?”Get out of it? He wasn’t aware he was in it in the first place. “I’m — I’m not. But—”“You’ve had weeks to start painting.”The file was three years old and he knew it off by heart from the times Alex tested him on it, but it became the most fascinating thing in the room. “I only got approval for it last week.”“You walked into Nazarian’s office and asked, and that was only because I made you.”Milos wished he’d heard a hint of amusement in Alex’s voice. The cold logic set his nerves on edge. “Yeah, and now I’ve got it—”“Tell me why you’re avoiding it.”“I’m not avoiding it!” Milos shouted, loud enough he knew Nazarian would be wincing down the hall. “I just don’t fucking want to go!” And, after taking a deep breath, he continued, “you keep trying to take me to these things and I don’t want to go! I don’t know anyone! People talk at me out of pity and give me drinks I don’t want, then they get bored and go and talk to more interesting people and leave me standing like a fucking idiot all alone. And why the fuck would I want to go in costume, when I’m already a fucking monster?” He flashed his claws at Alex without even thinking about it, the crushing pain from the first awful transformations now little more than a twinge. “Like they didn’t think I was before this!”“Half the department are just like us,” Alex said, with the exaggerated patience that usually preceded a smack around the back of the head. “It’s just a bit of fun.”“How is it fun?” Milos asked bitterly. “How is one single thing about Hallowe’en fun?”Alex opened his mouth, then closed it again, but his dark eyes never once left Milos’s face and Milos had the awful feeling Alex was assessing him. Even after all this time, assessing him was dangerous. Assessing led to the completion of forms Marrok started six months ago, and a long walk toward Research. “So… I can’t persuade you, then?”Heat blasted through him again; he knew the tips of his ears had to be a vivid purple. Slowly, so as to forcibly suppress the urge to throw the file at Alex, then all the stationery in his desk, and then the chair, he rose from his seat and strode from the room.If he didn’t take out his pent-up fury on something that wasn’t human — or whatever it was the Skilled counted as — he’d be heading to Research within half an hour, leaving a mauled Alex in his wake.* * *The pool received his attention once he reached the staff gym. Cutting through the water with long, powerful strokes soothed his bubbling anger and pushed all his muscles into aching surrender, and the vigorous towelling-down he gave himself after expunged the last of his temper, along with rubbing himself raw in several places.The office was quiet when he returned. For one blessed moment Milos thought it was empty, that he could slink back in and pretend that his explosive exit had never happened; a quiet click-clack had him almost swallowing his tongue in fright. Alex was behind a laptop — Milos swallowed again, even more painfully. Alex hated computers. Alex usually left using them to Milos, although Milos couldn’t help his suspicion it was mostly so Alex could point and laugh when things inevitably went wrong.Still, his attention was fixed firmly on the screen, so if Milos was quiet enough, kept his head down, then he might be able to sneak past and into his seat before Alex noticed. Feign ignorance, say he’d been there ages and he’d be fine—“You’re back sooner than I expected.”Alex hadn’t even looked up, so Milos consoled himself with the knowledge that he hadn’t — Milos hoped — seen how he froze mid-step. “Went for a swim.”He could just imagine the head-to-toe shudder occurring behind Alex’s table, and took the opportunity to start for his desk again.“You still haven’t given me an answer.”He was a heartbeat from spinning on his heel and leaving again, and wished wholeheartedly that he’d brought his wet towel with him to pitch at the bastard’s head. “No. How about that for an answer. No, I don’t want to go to a fucking Hallowe’en party.”“That’s all I wanted to know,” Alex said mildly, without looking up.“Then you got what you wanted.” Milos flung himself into his seat, and winced as the seat promptly issued a loud, squeaking complaint. Better oil that before Alex got any ideas — any further ideas.“Mm.” Another series of clacks, more rapid than Milos expected, but it wasn’t like Alex did anything anywhere below excellence; why was he in any way surprised Alex’s typing speed was phenomenal? “And the rest of the conversation?”The file was exactly where he’d left it. Milos had half-expected Alex to have replaced it in its cabinet while he was away. At least it gave him more than the bare desk to stare at while he continued to avoid this fucking discussion. “What conversation?”“Why you’re avoiding Hallowe’en.”Milos seriously considered simply picking up his chair and hurling it this time. Yes, it’d sail through him and bounce off the wall, and Milos would have to explain the resulting crash, dent and scuff to Nazarian, but he was pretty sure his supervisor would understand. He was pretty sure Nazarian harboured much the same urge. “Why are you so interested? It’s none of your business.”God, he hoped Alex wouldn’t want to come home with him. Sharing a house with him — better than a two-room bedsit, but not by much — when they were both in this mood seemed like a special kind of hell he wasn’t prepared to endure.“You know I won’t stop asking.”Fuck, yes, he knew. It didn’t mean he felt like sharing.“I’m waiting.”It was so tempting to ball the whole file up and pitch it at Alex’s head. The resulting pain wouldn’t be worth it, but it’d make him feel much, much better in the short term and that very almost made it appealing. He stared sullenly down at it instead, at the lines of text so familiar he could recite them in his sleep.“And you know I won’t stop asking.”“No, you won’t, will you?” Milos said, so softly he barely heard it himself. Alex made no indication he’d heard: no cock of the head to hear it better, no squint as he processed the words; he stared at his screen and continued to tap, tap, tap. Anyone else and Milos was sure they’d miss things; he knew Alex heard everything and he’d certainly heard that. Milos stared at the pages and wished he wasn’t sure his ears had flushed red again.Silence reigned, with only the rattle of tapping to his right to break it in small barrages, and when he glanced up from under his eyelashes Alex’s attention was focused solely on the screen. They passed a perfectly silent ten minutes of Alex working and Milos staring in futile hope that the human would stand up and take the laptop away again so he could escape a second time, before the silent pressure the human exerted finally got to him. “Why’s it such a big deal why I don’t want to go anyway?”“It’s not a big deal,” Alex said, so innocently Milos choked and very almost coughed all over the file. “But it seems to be affecting you badly, and I’ve seen first-hand what happens when something upsets you.”Like he needed that reminder. He stared still longer at the papers until they formed one amorphous blob. “I don’t…” But there’d be no escaping it, would there? Alex didn’t let things drop, he’d get it out of him at some point or another. Better here, now, where he could run home, lock the door behind him and hide under the quilt until all those awful memories of two years ago subsided again.And, finally, Alex’s black eyes were locked on him again.Where the hell did he begin? “It’s not a good time to be homeless,” he muttered eventually, staring back down at the folder. Easier to sort the papers again (and again, and again) than to look at the other man. He waited for Alex to speak — sometimes it seemed he had a congenital need to make some ridiculous comment or other — but the office was quiet. Milos wasn’t sure it helped. “So many people in masks because they think it’s fun, going out and getting drunk and… you know, those masks make people anonymous. You can’t see them, you can’t identify them. And they’re drunk, so they don’t care.”Alex remained silent.Milos laughed bitterly; it sounded like it came from far off, from someone that wasn’t him. “And some of them were drunk enough they wanted a fumble in a dark alleyway and that’s okay, I mean, I’m used to that, right? And some wanted to play ‘kick the dokkalfa’ because that’s fun too, isn’t it? It’s not like I can identify them. And some, once—” The words caught in his throat. It was tempting to leave them there, leave them unsaid, but he didn’t think Alex would be satisfied. “And once a group of them decided to hire me. Share me.” An involuntary shudder rippled through him. “Only made that fucking mistake once.”The silence continued. When he glanced up and across, Alex’s eyes were still fixed on him and his expression remained unreadable. “Okay.”“‘Okay’?” Milos snorted. “That’s you giving me permission to not go to this stupid fucking party?”“No. Just okay. I wasn’t going to make you go anyway.” With that he returned his attention to the laptop and the rattle of keys danced towards Milos yet again.The files were arranged into the correct order, with the top sheet ready to hide them from view, all waiting for the cover to close on them and the filing cabinet to engulf them. If he’d told anyone else, the counsellors, Nazarian, anyone, they’d have made sympathetic noises and tried to offer more help than Milos knew what to do with and wasn’t sure he could cope with. But Alex, when he wasn’t making sarcastic remarks about Milos’s history, just accepted it. And why wouldn’t he, when his past was even worse than Milos’s in so many different ways? And despite everything it felt like a weight off his shoulders he hadn’t realised he was carrying.He still wasn’t going to the fucking party though.* * *The third knock at the door within the hour almost had him diving behind the couch. Only the bored voice, loud despite the solid wood and the doorway between them, had him scrambling for the latch instead. “If you don’t answer the door I’ll just walk straight through it, you know that.”Which would be a stupid idea, Milos very almost said aloud as he flicked the catch and undid the chain, and somehow restrained himself to, “I don’t want you having a nosebleed all over my sofa.”Shielded from the patter of the light rain by the porch, suit jacket crumpled by the laptop carrier strap diagonally bisecting his chest, Alex glared at him and thrust out a white plastic bag. “Hurry up and let me in, it’s fucking freezing.”Milos took the surprisingly heavy bag without a word and stepped aside to let the muttering human into the hall. What the hell was Alex doing here?“You’re just going to stand there?” Alex slid free from the strap and shrugged the jacket from his shoulders, scowling at the creased fabric. The long-sleeved and close-fitting dark blue T-shirt this revealed, along with the black jeans, weren’t quite what Milos had expected. “Some of that needs to go in the oven.”Milos took the hint and ambled into the kitchen, plonking the bag on the counter and pulling it open, curious despite himself. Two hard plastic tubs, ready meals of some sort; a large bag of popcorn along with a pack of miscellaneous snacks; a small bottle of top-shelf whisky that he knew was for Alex alone. “What’s this in aid of? You normally eat whatever I’ve got in the freezer.”“My turn.” Milos almost jumped out his skin at the sudden nearness of the voice: Alex leaned against the kitchen door frame, watching Milos with serious eyes. “And also you’ve got shit taste in food. If you’re not gonna do it…” He pushed past Milos to turn on the oven.Milos turned over the bag of snacks, eyebrows raised. “They make Hallowe’en-shaped crisps now?”“That was all they had.” A bowl swum into Milos’s view. It took him a moment to follow the arm holding it, up to Alex’s face with what Milos would swear was the hint of a smile. “Put them in that, we’re going to eat like civilised people tonight.”“Civilised ready meals, eh?” Milos pulled open the bag and did as instructed as Alex leaned around him to pick up the plastic cartons and set to following the cooking instructions. It was strangely cosy, strangely comforting, both of them working side by side in the kitchen. “Is there really such a thing?”“I guess we’ll find out.” For one brief second Alex’s hands settled on Milos’s waist; his mouth pressed to the back of Milos’s neck, warm against the bumps of his spine. Milos shivered, breath catching, and Alex was gone again, to fetch down a pair of glasses and retrieve the cola from the fridge. Milos was pouring the popcorn into a second bowl when the doorbell rang again, and only Alex’s quick, apparently unconscious reflex caught it before it hit the counter and skittered onto the floor. “If you drew the curtains, it’d be a lot easier to pretend you weren’t in.”“I can’t get used to the curtains,” Milos muttered, grabbing the bowl from Alex’s hand again. “I keep forgetting they’re there.”“Luckily,” Alex said, “I drew them when I put my laptop in the living room so we’ll just, I don’t know, pretend you’re deaf or something.” He tugged hard on the tip of one of Milos’s ears; he was so familiar with the sudden shock of pain he barely let out a sound. “It’s near enough true anyway.”The doorbell rang again, and Alex stared at him so expectantly Milos was half-tempted to drop the bowl again just to give him something to do. “Why is your laptop in the living room?”“Because you don’t have the sense to buy a fucking TV yet. Dinner will have finished cooking in 20 minutes.” Before he could object, Alex scooped up the second bowl in one hand and seized his shoulder with the other, and used it to steer him into the living room. He didn’t even stop when Milos tried to freeze, wide-eyed, and only released him again when he’d plonked Milos onto the sofa in front of the peculiar concoction of double-stacked TV-dinner tables that precariously held Alex’s laptop.Milos eyed it nervously. “That…”“…is what you get for not even having a fucking coffee table, Christ almighty. I had to improvise.” Alex sat beside him, close enough their elbows grazed with every breath. It was a nicer feeling than Milos would have ever considered two years before. “Later we’re going to go through the Ikea site and order you a—” he stared around, at the stack of paint tins and paraphernalia in the corner, at the empty walls and empty dining space, and then up at the ceiling and the way their voices echoed in the almost-empty living room; “—a bloody house or something.”Ah yes, with the money Alex kept telling him he had but he couldn’t wrap his thoughts around the complicated idea of. Instead of answering, he stole a fluffy piece of popcorn from the bowl on Alex’s knee, deftly avoiding the slap at the back of his hand as he did so. From Alex’s grudging grunt, he was at least satisfied Milos’s training was finally starting to pay off. This time when the doorbell sounded, his flinch was much reduced.Alex noticed anyway, he could tell from the shifting of weight beside him, the sudden contact of elbow to elbow and the quick glance from the corner of his eye.Having him there helped. Knowing he wasn’t alone, that Alex was beside him if anyone tried to recreate those awful homeless Hallowe’ens, did a lot more to calm the hammering of his heart than any ostensible security in the lock and chain on the door.They ate on the sofa following dinner’s announcement by a buzzer Milos didn’t even know the oven had, and Milos propped himself against Alex afterwards as they made their way through the stack of DVDs Alex brought with him. Alex’s arm crept around him in that way it had when Alex was trying to pretend it had got there by accident not design; Milos’s final thought before sleep claimed him was amused confusion that, for the first time since he’d moved in, a visit from Alex hadn’t resulted in sex.This was, finally, a Hallowe’en Milos truly enjoyed.<a href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/2023/10/31/radial-a-quiet-halloween/" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/2023/10/31/radial-a-quiet-halloween/</a><a rel="nofollow noopener" class="hashtag u-tag u-category" href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/tag/alex/" target="_blank">#Alex</a> <a rel="nofollow noopener" class="hashtag u-tag u-category" href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/tag/halloween/" target="_blank">#Halloween</a> <a rel="nofollow noopener" class="hashtag u-tag u-category" href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/tag/milos/" target="_blank">#Milos</a> <a rel="nofollow noopener" class="hashtag u-tag u-category" href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/tag/mmromance/" target="_blank">#MMRomance</a> <a rel="nofollow noopener" class="hashtag u-tag u-category" href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/tag/radial/" target="_blank">#Radial</a> <a rel="nofollow noopener" class="hashtag u-tag u-category" href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/tag/shortstory/" target="_blank">#ShortStory</a>

illestpreachaRadiatingCircles<a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/mathart" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#mathart</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/mathober" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#mathober</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/mathober2023" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#mathober2023</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/mathober22" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#mathober22</a> mathober31 <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/radial" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#radial</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/movable" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#movable</a> <a href="https://youtu.be/l4PFavrjjL4" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/l4PFavrjjL4</a>Blogpost: <a href="https://blog.illestpreacha.com/mathober2023movableradial" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">https://blog.illestpreacha.com/mathober2023movableradial</a>AudioVisuals coded in <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/p5js" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#p5js</a> Tweaked for VisualsFor this combinational prompt, I will be remixing an old WCCChallenge submission : <a href="https://blog.illestpreacha.com/wccchallenge-kandinsky" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">https://blog.illestpreacha.com/wccchallenge-kandinsky</a> made in P5js for the prompts: Movable & Radial. The effects used are overlaid versions of the sketch that alter how the circles move.PoemEnergy is spending Sending into all arrays All aspects But now at the intersect We must decide which way Will let our mind ease & flow Glow and gleams As it slow-ly let outs the steam<a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/creativecoding" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#creativecoding</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/coding" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#coding</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/circles" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#circles</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/intersections" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#intersections</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/newmedia" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#newmedia</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/scifi" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#scifi</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/animation" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#animation</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/math" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#math</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/geometricart" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#geometricart</a> <a href="https://post.lurk.org/tags/geometr" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#geometr</a>

Pax Asteriae“This?” Alex raised his eyebrow at the DVD on Milos’s spotless new coffee table. “This is your idea of the perfect Hallowe’en horror movie?”“Something wrong with it?” Milos asked, flicking his feet onto Alex’s legs and grinning innocently at him. There was a fifty-fifty chance Alex wouldn’t flip his feet straight back onto the floor, and it saved him from blurting out that Alex had been right about the coffee table after all: it really did suit the living room, and it saved on leaving things on the floor instead.His toss of the coin didn’t land in his favour; Alex shoved with a grunt and Milos’s heels slammed into the carpet, jarring out a grimace. “The Curse of Frankenstein? A Hammer Horror at that?”Milos opened his mouth to announce that Alex had no idea what he was talking about, that that film held a lot of good memories for him, then clapped it shut again. Alex might not ask, but then he might, and Milos wasn’t in the mood to deal with the conclusion to memories of sitting with his parents, not quite a teenager, as they all watched together on a quiet Saturday night.Not tonight. “Okay then smart-arse, just what would you say was the perfect movie?”“There’s no one perfect movie. That’d be impossible.” Alex leaned forward to dig around in the bag he’d, as usual, dumped at his feet rather than hang on the coat rack Milos had agonised over putting up in the hall. Another DVD case hit the coffee table, sliding along the glass to bump gently into the other box. “This one’s good though. Just the right amount of uneasiness in it.”The cover featured a young Asian woman with wide, terrified eyes, her hands pressed to her face. Milos had the sneaking suspicion that was as much of it as he wanted to see, and only reached out to pick up the case because of the weight of the dark eyes he could feel on him. “It’s not English?”“It’s subtitled. Unless that’s a problem? Your reports say you’re still doing well in English, but there are a lot of ways to convince your teachers to lie—” Unfortunately, Alex caught the box before it hit — or sailed though, but Milos could always hope — his face.“I’m just fine with subtitles, you bastard,” Milos snapped. “I was just surprised. I didn’t have you down as someone who liked foreign films.”Alex shrugged, tossing the case back onto the table with a very almost admirable lack of care, and this time left Milos’s legs alone when the alfa swung them back up and over his thighs. “I’ll watch anything as long as it’s good. That,” he added, gesturing roughly with his thumb at the other box, “probably doesn’t count as good.”“Have you ever actually seen it?”“No, but—”“Then shut up.” He grinned as Alex’s eyes widened briefly. He probably thought Milos wouldn’t notice, like Milos hadn’t started learning all of Alex’s little tics and gestures out of self-defense the same day he’d found out they would be working together. Then again, even now he didn’t think Milos would answer back. Milos was taking increasingly great pleasure in startling him. “It’s a classic for a reason.”He could have sworn he heard Alex mutter, “classic only ever means old,” but it was so quiet and muttered so expertly Milos barely even saw his lips move. When he spoke aloud it made Milos, still tuned into the quiet sub-breath sounds, jump so violently a small smirk spread over his lips. “We’ll start with yours, then.”That sounded unpleasantly like Alex had a plan in mind, which probably meant Milos wouldn’t like it. “Why? Why not yours?”“Because you’re so keen on yours, it might as well go first. Is that a problem?”“No…” Not rationally, at least, but there was something about the look in Alex’s eyes that set Milos’s nerves on edge. “Go ahead.”Alex brushed Milos’s bare feet off like his legs weighed nothing and grabbed both the discs. It was irritating, watching him operate the new TV setup like he’d used it every day when it was Milos’s and Milos had barely grasped which remote did what, but at least it was him doing it and not sitting here laughing because Milos still couldn’t work it out. He operated it with the same ease with which he undid Milos’s leathers — he shoved that thought aside before it raised awkward memories. Awkward feelings. The recollection of Alex’s hand on—“You alright?” Alex flopped back into his seat and raised one eyebrow at Milos. “You look hot.”“I can’t get used to central heating,” Milos muttered, then yelped in alarm as Alex reached down and grabbed both Milos’s ankles again, yanking them upwards and dropping them back on his legs. “Wha—”Alex shrugged. “They’re comfortable. And they don’t smell as badly as I expected, so that’s a bonus too.”“Hey!” Milos kicked at him, and grinned as his heel encountered solid flesh. Alex let him hit him more and more these days; Milos always made a point to do it as hard as possible because the result made Alex smirk just as often. “And if you’re gonna be the one setting up the DVDs, then you can use the remote.”“Which has absolutely nothing to do with the fact you don’t know what you’re doing with it, of course.” Alex thumbed the play button and Milos settled back against the cushions, arms folded over his chest as Alex skipped all the ads until the familiar beginning of the film flared over the excessively large TV. At least a story he was familiar with should tide him over whatever weird offering Alex had submitted.* * *Two and a half hours later Milos found he’d migrated across the sofa, pressed so close to Alex that in the end the human had sighed theatrically and wrapped his strong arms around him. By rights he should be trying to kick him in the head for this, but the safe world inside Alex’s arms was preferable to sitting alone and perilously near to the abyssal shadows in the gaping, empty maw of the dining room.He wanted to look away. He should look away. He was going to have nightmares, he just knew it, but somehow he couldn’t tear his eyes from the screen.Something warm and soft brushed over the tip of his ear; only the arms across his chest and stomach caught him as he tried to make a break for the door—Alex’s laughter filtered through the mist of terror. “I can’t — you just — that’s priceless!”It took a moment for Milos’s heart to cease its frantic pounding, for the warm rocking of Alex’s chest to permeate his thoughts and for his breathing to settle again. Twisting in the human’s arms and being careful to shove his elbow hard into that irritatingly perfect belly, he found Alex to be laughing so hard tears stood out in his eyes. The movie played on, ignored, as he glared at the other man. “What… what did you…”“My mouth,” Alex gasped, releasing Milos just long enough to shove away one tear with the back of his hand. “Your ear. Didn’t think you’d — Christ, that was amazing.”“You’re a fucking bastard.”“I try.” Alex’s arms manoeuvred him back into position, no matter how much Milos struggled. There was a short wince as Milos kicked him in the calf but that was about it, and in the end Milos relented with a grunt. Alex’s arms were still comforting enough to quell the last of his heart’s nervous skitters; he just wished he couldn’t feel the insufferable smirk against the back of his head. That, and —Milos squirmed, suddenly far too hot, as the hand that had so recently been pressed to his stomach slid down his body and into his jeans. “Wha…”“Distracting you.”As distraction techniques went, it certainly worked. It was a lot harder to focus on the movie with Alex’s hand in his pants and setting to work with a determination Milos couldn’t help suspecting had something to do with the pressure against his lower back. Only Alex could get off on scaring someone half to death. And if he didn’t, Milos would wonder just who had replaced his partner with an imposter…He couldn’t help the soft moan that escaped his mouth. In response, Alex’s other hand slipped under his T-shirt and up, teasing one of Milos’s nipples so gently he found himself squirming against the human. Squirms that only made that pressure that little bit firmer. At least this time, when Alex’s mouth pressed to his ear he was prepared — and far too distracted from the film to remember the terror it’d initially caused. At this rate they’d miss the end of the movie—Milos let his own hand trail up to Alex’s, feeling the muscles and bones of the back of the human’s hand shifting beneath his palm, then dropped it to unbutton his pants and allow Alex greater access; a hot kiss against the back of his neck was the first of his rewards. His quiet, stuttering breaths mixed with Alex’s murmurs of appreciation until they were all he could hear.The film played on, ignored, as Milos succumbed to distraction.<a href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/2023/10/14/radial-ghosts-and-monsters/" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/2023/10/14/radial-ghosts-and-monsters/</a><a rel="nofollow noopener" class="hashtag u-tag u-category" href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/tag/alex/" target="_blank">#Alex</a> <a rel="nofollow noopener" class="hashtag u-tag u-category" href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/tag/milos/" target="_blank">#Milos</a> <a rel="nofollow noopener" class="hashtag u-tag u-category" href="https://www.paxasteriae.co.uk/tag/radial/" target="_blank">#Radial</a>

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Robin Frost Has MovedOh, dear, me. To be filed under be careful what you wish for I was corresponding with some folk and we lamented having to hear <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/Radial" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#Radial</a> as the end timer sound when initiating timers with Siri. Well now in the latest public beta of <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/iOS17" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#iOS17</a>.1 Siri is back to ending timers with <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/Radar" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#Radar</a>. <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/YuckyDoo" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#YuckyDoo</a>.

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