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metamatronic · 1 year
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I think the fandom may be dead but take a comic anyways. I missed drawing Smay, he’s great.
pt. 2
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nanaminokanojo · 7 months
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THAWING ICE QUEEN (part 54)
–one night of fooling around with the annoying campus king gojo satoru (he thinks so), turns into...well, something else more long term
CHARACTERS: gojo satoru x you | geto suguru | jjk characters
GENRE: college au | smut | smau | smau + prose | everything in between | ons | fubus to lovers | aged-up characters | idk where this is going
⚠️ TW/CW: strong/mature language | 🔞 | mentions of alcohol, smoking, etc. | this will most likely have narrations | god-awful pet names | will add more if something arises
MASTERLIST | CHAPTER INDEX
<<prev part 54 next>>
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TAGS LIST: @arxliana @neeneee @charlie-xo @aelynaneedsalottathing @arizzu @cloudxp @justpuddinglol @mikkies @nyfwyeonjun @whats-humanity-lol @letthewindlead @whore-of-many-hot-men
Hey, everyone! Sorry I took too long to update. I'm back now, and I don't know how long this is gonna be, but stay tuned. I got the whole story down, but creating the "panels" is just a ton of work hehe
© ORIGINAL WORK BY nanaminokanojo. CHARACTERS ARE INSPIRED BY GEGE AKUTAMI'S JUJUTSU KAISEN. [20230924]
PHOTO/IMAGE/GIF/FANART/ANY MEDIA CREDITS TO THE RESPECTIVE OWNERS.
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neoswift · 2 years
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MY EXES AS MOIRA DELA TORRE SONGS! [2]
PAIRINGS. nct dream 00 line & mark x reader
CATEGORY. social media au, crack, humor, slight angst
WARNINGS. profanity, pain?????????
SUMMARY. kung saan gumawa ka ng thread ng mga ex mo as moira dela torre songs kasi wala ka magawa.
part 1 | part 2
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NOTE. i made a taylor swift version of this back in december sa main blog ko, check nyo dito !! hehe<33
TAGLIST. @archivedmkl @nctasdfghj @wooyoung-a @morkleetrash @kkotjia @i-aecrysture @injunified @smolpeyy @pepperrye @hibuki-chan @hannie-dul-set @chanfilms @yiz-yo @anya-writes-stuff @w0nderr @mihyu-ckie @hrjchive @fullsunld @main-figuresk8-sunghoonie @dejavukirstein @seijenoh @renjun-pretty @skzbeyleynjasnct @yoitbb @najaeminluvbot @hazyru @lune1897 @heynayu @chimajeyn @rensaure @13isacoolnumber @liljeongseong @marahuyornjn @eureah @markleepooh @000rpheus @nanayogurt @luvenshiti @j-8star
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smaiart · 3 months
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Redraw! 2011➡️2024
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lenreli · 11 months
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Day 21 - “Yeah, right”
[AO3] Wanted to try out comic/show swap since @alexxuun’s art. 
Hob groans, sitting up as he looks around, irritation rising as he stares at the flat plane of existence, blues and pinks thrown across it like paint. Great, he thinks sarcastically, thinking of the essay he was marking ― he was on a roll even, and now he’s ― at some bullshit, rage simmering under his skin as he walks along, and there’s a familiar― 
Not so familiar, as Hob stares at the flame coat, the paper-white skin, as Dream ― not his Dream, as this other Dream comes up to him, and Hob tilts his head up, looking up at the wild hair, even more than the Dream he knows, the black, starry eyes. “You’re not,” he says.
“Neither are you,” this Dream says, eyes raking over him. “You waited,” Dream says, and ― Hob can spot it right away, the ego this Dream has as he steps closer, a hand coming up to his jaw as he’s looked at like prey, like this Dream― 
“I did,” he says, relaxing into the cold hand, because this Dream expects, because he waited, because he’s devoted, and so this Dream would see him submit ― and perhaps he might even do so, under other circumstances, when his rage isn’t rolling inside, and Hob thinks that he should go back to that underground fighting ring again, as he imagines kissing his Dream in The New Inn, and the other Dream’s hand on his jaw digs in. 
“I could treat you better,” this Dream says, kingly arrogance in his tone. Yeah, right he thinks derisively as he looks up under his lashes as Dream pulls him closer. 
“Could you?” He asks ― and there’s a peculiar feeling, like encroaching, something he can’t define as Dream kisses him, and he falls into the kiss easily, thinking of the red lips of his Dream and not the colourless ones kissing him, and Dream’s fingers tighten on his jaw, bruising, while the other’s arm goes around his waist.
“I will have you only thinking of me,” Dream growls, pulling him flush against him, and Hob happily goes along with the kisses, his hands going up to wild hair, then going down to take off the flame coat, staring at the revealed black tank top in interest. “My Hob, so devoted,” Dream says, pulling him down to the strokes of paint of wherever they are ― and the split-second feeling of something happens again, as he sits on Dream’s lap. 
So soft, so devoted and defanged, Hob resists rolling his eyes, because surely the Hob that this Dream knows has done all the same terrible, abhorrent things he’s done ― and he kisses Dream, chaste at first but slowly getting more dirty just to shut him up. He considers as he whimpers into it, the arrogance, the ego he could easily spot from this Dream, much like the Dream of the past hundreds of years, as Dream’s hands stroke his hair.
There’s only the sound of his breathing, of fabric rustling as Dream lies down on the floor, cold hands touching under his shirt as Hob kisses him, grinding down on the hardness he can feel against his cock. The feeling ― hard to define, but knowing it’s there appears again, and looking up, hidden by his hair, he can see a familiar pair of boots, his Dream’s, and another pair of shoes, black and shiny, making him think of back in the ‘80’s. This Dream’s Hob? 
Dream’s hands trail to his waist, making their way to his lower back and Hob sighs into the kiss, and in a swift movement, Dream’s hands are in one of his hands, slamming it on the floor above Dream’s head and Dream spasms, black eyes wide as they stare up at him, clearly not expecting this to happen. “Dream,” he sighs again, feeling the deity wriggle beneath him and he crushes the other’s wrists lightly, feeling a whimper beneath him before Dream stops. 
“What is―I am a king―” This Dream growls and Hob smirks. 
“And you’re far from the first king I’ve fucked, so save the pearl-clutching for someone else,” he rolls his eyes, other hand going to the leather pants, undoing them swiftly and pulling them down as Dream keeps trying to escape from his hold. “Poor Dream, expecting some easy, submissive lay when I’m not really in a mood to be like that,” he says, grinning meanly, leaning down to bite into Dream’s mouth as his other hand brushes past Dream’s hard cock, two fingers going inside the other’s entrance easily and Dream cries. 
“Hob,” Dream sobs, “you are―my friend,” is mewled against his mouth, and Hob looks up, seeing the figures of the other Dream, his Dream, still as a statue, and the other Hob, hair rust-coloured and with a matching grin on his face before Hob looks back down.
“Sure, but the arrogance you have isn’t gonna make me roll over just because you thought it should be like that,” he breathes, stretching Dream’s inside, slick and leaking for all of his words, as Dream lets out shattered moans, slowly pressing back onto his fingers. “So, here’s your choices, my liege. Either you come on my fingers, or my cock, but choose quickly, unless you want me to decide for you,” he growls, pressing into Dream’s prostate before pulling the fingers out so he can add another. 
Dream’s clothes disappear as the other’s cold body roll into his fingers, and Hob looks up from miles of white skin to see that there are tears in Dream’s eyes, and he raises an eyebrow, twisting his fingers cruelly, satisfied at the way Dream arches into it, other’s cock leaking absurd amounts of pre-come. “Your cock,” Dream says quietly and Hob nods, stretching Dream more, and adding another finger before leaving, and Dream whines, bereft as he opens his jeans. 
This Dream is ― cold, when he enters, feeling slick walls as Dream whines, bucking into him, eyes wet as they stare at him. Hand now free, he grips Dream’s hair roughly, pulling his head back as they kiss and bite into each other’s mouths, “there’s a good Dream,” he whispers, and Dream ― and the whole plane shudders as he fucks into the other, more focused on his own pleasure than Dream’s, who shivers underneath him as he comes. 
“Please, please,” Dream begs, arching into him desperately, and Hob’s afterglow turns straight into mean satisfaction at the lack of arrogance in Dream’s voice, at the way Dream allows himself to be fucked, at the high moans as he uses his softening cock, pulling up Dream’s leg to change the angle to press into the other’s prostate, and everything becomes blurry, indistinct as Dream comes with a wail. 
The next thing he’s aware of, he’s at home, the essay he was still marking in front of his eyes as he stands up, feeling the same wetness that was in the other’s entrance in his pants as he looks around. Blinks in surprise to see his Dream, still as a statue, face red. “My friend! Kind of busy at the moment. Marking, y’know,” he smiles, gesturing at the essay and Dream ― nods, somehow turning even redder. 
“Of―of course,” is all that’s said before Dream disappears.
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seiya-starsniper · 1 year
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Smay Day 5 - wine
This smay prompt is special because it is dedicated to MY WIFE @staroftheendless 💖💖 Very excited about this next stage in our relationship.
There is something sinful about the wine-dark flush in Dream’s face when he’s embarrassed.
Hob thinks the Endless probably does not get embarrassed often, not especially in front of humans. Then again, Dream has probably never lost a game of cards to a human being before either.
“I thought you could see everyone’s daydreams,” Hob grins, unable to keep the glee out of his voice. “So wouldn’t you be able to just read my thoughts from my daydreams?”
“Y-you,” Dream barely stutters but Hob hears it, hears also the slight trill of arousal in his voice. “That is not how that works.”
It was in fact, exactly how it worked, and they both knew it. Dream could very easily look in on Hob’s daydreams and determine the cards in his hand…if Hob had actually been thinking about their game, that is.
Instead, Hob thought about sinking down to his knees and crawling underneath the table to mouth at Dream’s cock. He imagined Dream spreading his legs and exposing himself so that Hob could tease at the head, sucking on it gently right before he swallowed him down to the hilt. Hob thought about Dream burying those long fingers in his hair, tugging and pushing Hob’s head further down over and over until he would be gagging. 
Hob knew exactly when Dream perceived his dirty little daydream because the Endless promptly lost control of his cards and had to fold.
“Whatever you say, old friend,” Hob replies, still smug in his victory. “Now, how about we go make that daydream of mine a reality?” 
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angelpuns · 4 months
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me finsihing the christmas comic: why is this literally so hard
me drawing my troll oc: IM HAVING THE TIME OF MY LIFE YIPPEE
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rrinsluvr · 2 years
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someone you like! seventeen— we were (not) highschool sweethearts
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masterlist! | previous! | next
all will be explained in the next few chapters
r y’all confused again lolz😋😋
super cliché ik
YES xiao was contradicting what he said in the last few panels, BUT i wrote that to show that he was fine with stepping out of his comfort zone for yn if ure confused w that
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taglist!open— @aequha @peaxhi-chi @meowlumi @ghostiedolly @lunavixia @alatuslvr @alatusorrow @zephestia @scarteamo @mirikusashes @thelost-in-time @to-mi-yo @dwspair @one-offmind @bobaducky @xoyumiqls @xmellows @lovelyiez @yay-im-fucking-trash @estelwrld @saintluvly @redninjakitty14rp @renjunniex @saving-for-xiao @fuyumiran @rosiefaeriee @snowggvk @vallzxarii @ventismacchiato @moonlighteclipse0 @vivisimpact @luvsouya @ceylestia @marifujioka @nebulaera @tkooooop @myaaki @starryeyedkoko @roseycottage @yukanazz @yoimiya-m @van-chii @plinkuro @nejibot @junqwonni @buns-inhiding
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metamatronic · 1 year
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Bertrum joins(?) the crew! | pt. 1 / pt. 3
The others got spacious rooms to be imprisoned in. Bertrum got trapped in a very crude facsimile of his own face.
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Smutty May 29: “No.”
Unity averts Desire’s mischief.
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cbjustmusic · 1 year
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JD McPherson’s Christmas song “Socks”. ___________ Socks Songwriters: Jason Smay, JD Mcpherson, Ray Jacildo, Doug Corcoran and James E Sutton
Early Christmas morning Sneaky as can be I creep across the carpet And I peek under the tree Pick out a gift from Mom to me And bring it to my ear Give it a little shimmy shake and what do I hear? Socks (Tuuuuube socks) This is the worst gift I ever got It doesn't beep or buzz or bop or rattle in the box Hey, why'd you waste the paper on a lousy pair of socks? Tiptoe to the mantle A scowl upon my brow I reach up to my stocking Hanging from a holly bough I reach right in and feel around For Santa Claus' loot But all I find is something there to insulate my boots Socks (Kneeeeee high) Santa how could you let me down? It doesn't slip or slide or spring or make a sound that rocks Hey, why'd you stuff my stocking with a lousy pair of socks?
Moms and Dads across the land Be careful what you do Your girls and boys might ball 'em up and toss 'em back at you And next time when ol' Santa comes, and the evening's getting late Instead of milk and cookies I may leave upon his plate Socks (Argyle???) This is the worst gift I ever got It doesn't beep or buzz or bop or rattle in the box Why'd you waste that paper on a lousy pair of socks?
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smaiart · 2 months
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Pokemon Day! 🎉
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lenreli · 11 months
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Day 23 - Morphussy
[AO3]
Hob shivers, Dream’s skin cool to the touch as they kiss on the couch, his hands going under the other’s black shirt ― and pausing, mind ticking at a new feeling from Dream’s usually-smooth body as he takes off Dream’s shirt. “Wait, you,” Hob blinks, mind skipping at the black hair on Dream’s chest, soft to the touch, and his hand follows the trail of contrasting black down to Dream’s pants, “huh,” he breathes.
Fascinated, he bites at the pink nipples, surrounded by dark hair as Dream gasps, still smirking as he lies on the couch, melting under Hob’s curious hands and lips, arching into him as he slowly makes his way down, undoing Dream’s pants, pulling them down, and there’s another pause as Hob stares at the other’s cunt, eyes trailing up from the black pubic hair and up to the furry chest, blinking. 
“Beautiful,” he breathes, hands going straight to Dream’s hips as he puts his mouth on Dream’s cunt, tongue licking inside and Dream shudders, whining as Hob eats him out, fluids gushing onto his face and Dream’s thighs, and he can feel hands clenching his hair, but he’s too focused on to pay it any mind. 
“Hob,” Dream gasps, breathless even though he doesn’t need to breathe at all, arching into his mouth, into his nose as it rubs against Dream’s clit, moaning wildly as Dream tugs at his hair enough for his scalp to ache, but he ignores it as he continues to lick and suck Dream’s cunt, hearing the entity’s loud whines, close to orgasm. “Hob,” Dream cries, voice cracking as more fluid leaks out, and Hob looks up to find that Dream’s other hand is clutching the armrest of the couch tightly, chest heaving.
“Delicious,” he whispers, crawling back up to kiss Dream, hands trailing back up to the happy trail of hair as they share a sloppy kiss. “I want more,” he moans into the other’s mouth, one of his hands going back down to Dream’s cunt, fingers slipping inside, deeper than his tongue and Dream grinds down, panting into his mouth.
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seiya-starsniper · 1 year
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Smay Day 2 - piercings | "Meet me later."
Apparently, I no longer know the meaning of the word drabble @staroftheendless, because I accidentally started a whole fic 😂
I present to you all, retired!Dream/Murphy with a tongue piercing. At least it's under 1k words?
Murphy is sitting at his favorite spot at the bar when Hob starts his shift at The New Inn.
Hob can’t help but grin at seeing his old friend. He is more relaxed now, more human, than the last time Hob had seen him. 
It’s been almost five years since Dream of the Endless had nearly ended his life, had at the last moment, chosen instead to become human, to become Murphy. Each time Hob sees him, he seems more alive and vibrant than he had ever been in previous centuries.
They trade small talk easily, Murphy updating him on his whereabouts the last few months, Hob providing updates to his classes and new renovations to the Inn. There is an easy camaraderie between them, and even when the bar gets busy, Hob always finds himself drifting back to his old friend.
Murphy is in the middle of telling a story when a glint catches Hob’s eyes, and Hob has to do a double take to make sure his eyes aren’t deceiving him.
All those stories, and Murphy had failed to update Hob that he had apparently gotten a tongue piercing.
Hob’s brain stops processing anything once he notices it. All he can focus on really is the slight clink of the piercing against the glass whenever Murphy drinks, the way it peeks out ever so slightly when he licks the wine from his lips.
“Hob,” Murphy interrupts his thoughts, drawing out the vowel in his name. There’s a bit of mischief in his expression. “While I may no longer be able to perceive your daydreams, it is not difficult to parse your thoughts.”
Hob tries to appear nonplussed but it's difficult to think over the roaring in his ears.
“You look at me the same way others have,” Murphy continues, flicking his tongue out and swirling it around the glass. “The same as the man who gave me this,” he adds, sticking his tongue out fully for Hob to appreciate. “Right before I wrapped my lips around his -”
“All right, that’s enough out of you,” Hob says. Murphy’s made it pretty obvious what he’s looking for tonight, and Hob. Well, Hob’s not an idiot. He’d be a fool to turn Murphy down.
He ignores the little voice in his head that tells him he would give Murphy the world if he could.
When Hob has a free moment, he slides a key towards Murphy, who takes it in hand and nods.
“I have a few more hours in my shift,” Hob explains. “But meet me later upstairs. I assume you remember the way to my flat?”
Murphy’s grin is predatory as he stands and makes his way to the back exit of The New Inn, to where Hob knows he’ll find the side entrance to the flat. 
Hob sighs. It was going to be a long night.
Imagining Murphy’s lips wrapped around his cock had been one thing, actually experiencing the cool metal of the man’s tongue piercing was something else entirely. 
“Fuck, you’re too good at that,” Hob moans, barely keeping himself from thrusting into Murphy’s mouth. 
Murphy’s eyes flit up to Hob’s, and it’s all the warning he gets before his friend swallows him down all the way to the hilt.
“Fuck!” Hob cries, and this time, he does thrust up into Murphy’s mouth. Murphy gags on the motion, but he doesn’t stop bobbing his head up and down the length of Hob’s cock. Hob can feel the brush of the tongue piercing as it moves in tandem with Murphy’s mouth and if he doesn’t stop the other man soon, the night is going to end far sooner than either of them wants.
Hob threads a hand through Murphy’s hair and when Murphy moans, Hob nearly comes then and there. He gently pulls the other man off his cock, then pulls him up into his lap.
“You’re a menace,” Hob breathes, pulling Murphy in for a kiss. He tastes of sweat and precome, and Hob groans when his tongue brushes against the metal ball on Murphy’s tongue.
Murphy grins against Hob’s mouth. “You enjoy this new addition quite a bit,” he says, then drags his tongue along Hob’s cheek. Hob doesn’t even bother trying to hide the full body shudder it causes. 
“I do,” Hob replies. “I don’t suppose you have any other fun new additions on the rest of your body?”
Murphy shakes his head. “Not yet. But, I could be persuaded.”
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imnotselfryed · 20 days
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LETS FUCKING GO SAMI AGRHEGABSVSHDVSBSV OMGMTJTKGNEJEB‼️‼️‼️‼️
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staremercedesy · 1 year
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Montaż wentylacji przeciwpożarowej
Instalacja wentylacji przeciwpożarowej w biurowcach jest obecnie powszechnie stosowana w Polsce, nie tylko z powodu przepisów, ale również z powodu podniesienia społecznej odpowiedzialności w biznesie, gdzie jednym z ważniejszych elementów jest dbanie o bezpieczeństwo zasobów ludzkich. System ten działa na zasadzie wciągania powietrza z wewnątrz do budynku i odprowadzania go na zewnątrz w celu zwiększenia wentylacji i ograniczenia poziomu dymu wewnątrz budynku.
W przypadku pożaru w budynku, system wentylacji przeciwpożarowej zapewnia dwa podstawowe zadania:
1. ograniczenie rozprzestrzeniania dymu i ognia na inne pomieszczenia,
2. ułatwienie ewakuacji ludzi z budynku poprzez zapewnienie możliwości swobodnego oddychania i uniknięcie paniki.
System wentylacji przeciwpożarowej składa się z kilku elementów, w tym: przewodów wentylacyjnych, klap przeciwpożarowych, urządzeń sterujących i czujników dymu. Przewody wentylacyjne powinny być wykonane z materiałów ognioodpornych, a klapy przeciwpożarowe powinny pracować automatycznie, w przypadku wykrycia dymu lub ognia.
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Montaż wentylacji przeciwpożarowej w biurowcach powinien być wykonany przez specjalistów, którzy posiadają doświadczenie w instalacji takiego systemu. Projekt musi być zgodny z wymogami przepisów dotyczących bezpieczeństwa przeciwpożarowego, oraz z uwzględnieniem indywidualnych potrzeb danego budynku i jego użytkowników.
W biurowcach, w których zamontowane są nowoczesne systemy wentylacji pożarowej ważne jest regularne przeprowadzanie prac przeglądowych i konserwacyjnych systemu. Żeby upewnić się, że działa on prawidłowo i zapewnia maksymalne bezpieczeństwo w przypadku pożaru. W przypadku wykrycia usterek lub problemów z systemem, należy niezwłocznie podjąć działania naprawcze.
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Zainstalowanie wentylacji przeciwpożarowej w biurowcach jest niezbędne, aby zapewnić bezpieczeństwo pracownikom i zminimalizować szkody w przypadku pożaru. Ten proces wymaga jednak skrupulatnego planowania, projektowania oraz regularnej konserwacji i przeglądów. Jednym z najistotniejszych elementów systemu są klapy przeciwpożarowe. Są to specjalne elementy systemów oddymiania, które są umieszczane na przewodach wentylacyjnych w celu kontrolowania rozprzestrzeniania dymu i ognia. Klapa przeciwpożarowa działa na zasadzie automatycznego włączenia się w momencie wykrycia dymu lub ognia, aby zapobiec rozprzestrzenianiu się pożaru na inne pomieszczenia. Podczas montażu klap przeciwpożarowych w systemie oddymiania, ważne jest, aby wybrać odpowiednie klapy. Muszą być one wykonane z materiałów ognioodpornych, aby zminimalizować ryzyko rozprzestrzenienia pożaru, a także muszą być odpowiednio dopasowane do rozmiaru przewodu wentylacyjnego, w którym są umieszczone. Montaż klap przeciwpożarowych wraz z całym systemem powinien być zainstalowany zgodnie z zaleceniami producenta, z zachowaniem odpowiednich odstępów i uszczelnieniami. Klapy przeciwpożarowe są zwykle montowane na zewnątrz budynkuw taki sposób, aby ułatwić ich regularne przeglądanie i konserwację. Po zainstalowaniu klap przeciwpożarowych, ważne jest, aby regularnie je sprawdzać i konserwować, ażeby upewnić się, żeby działały one prawidłowo w przypadku pożaru. Zaleca się przeprowadzanie przeglądów systemu oddymiania co najmniej raz na rok, aby upewnić się, że wszystkie elementy funkcjonują poprawnie.
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Podsumowując, klapy przeciwpożarowe są niezbędne w systemach oddymiania, aby zapobiec rozprzestrzenianiu się dymu i ognia w przypadku pożaru. Ich montaż wymaga skrupulatnego planowania i wykonania, a także regularnej konserwacji, aby zapewnić maksymalne bezpieczeństwo dla ludzi i mienia. Przeglądy i serwisowanie zamontowanych w biurowcach systemów przeciwpożarowych są bardzo ważne, aby mieć pewność, że systemy te będą działały prawidłowo w przypadku pożaru. Regularne przeglądy i serwisowanie pomagają również w identyfikacji i naprawie awarii, które mogą wpłynąć na efektywność całego systemu.
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W trakcie przeglądu specjaliści sprawdzą stan systemu przeciwpożarowego, włącznie z klapami przeciwpożarowymi i przewodami wentylacyjnymi. Sprawdzają, czy klapy przeciwpożarowe działają poprawnie i czy nie występują żadne uszkodzenia lub wycieki. W przypadku wykrycia usterek lub nieprawidłowości, specjaliści wykonają niezbędne naprawy i przeprowadzą dodatkowe testy, aby upewnić się, że system przeciwpożarowy działa prawidłowo. Są zobowiązani aby wymienić również elementy, które uległy uszkodzeniu lub zużyciu, aby zapewnić niezawodność systemu. Dodatkowo, jeśli w biurowcu zachodzą zmiany w układzie wentylacyjnym lub w innych systemach, które mogą wpłynąć na funkcjonowanie systemu przeciwpożarowego, konieczne może być przeprowadzenie dodatkowych przeglądów i modyfikacji całego systemu. Ważne jest, aby w biurowcu działała wykwalifikowana załoga techników odpowiedzialnych za przegląd i serwisowanie systemu przeciwpożarowego. Wszyscy pracownicy powinni być również przeszkoleni w zakresie korzystania z systemu przeciwpożarowego i wiedzieć, jak działać w przypadku pożaru. Warto zainwestować w system przeciwpożarowy i przeprowadzać regularne przeglądy i serwisowanie, aby zapobiec ewentualnym awariom i zminimalizować ryzyko pożaru.
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