#Durable Water Storage

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HDPE Pond liner

Introducing our high-quality HDPE Pond Liner – a robust and reliable solution for creating durable water containment systems. As a leading manufacturer specializing in pond liners, we take pride in delivering top-notch products designed to meet the diverse needs of agricultural, environmental, and landscaping applications. Our HDPE (High-Density Polyethylene) Pond Liner is crafted using state-of-the-art manufacturing processes, ensuring exceptional strength, flexibility, and longevity. The material is carefully selected for its resistance to UV rays, punctures, and environmental stressors, making it an ideal choice for lining ponds, reservoirs, and various water storage facilities.

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High-Quality Raw Water Storage Tanks in Pune by Mizu Tanks

When it comes to reliable and durable raw water storage tanks in Pune, Mizu Tanks is a trusted name. We specialize in providing top-tier water storage solutions designed to meet the specific requirements of various industries. With a strong commitment to quality, innovation, and sustainability, we deliver products that set new benchmarks in the market.

Why Choose Mizu Tanks for Raw Water Storage?

Durable Water Tanks Our tanks are built using premium materials, ensuring strength, corrosion resistance, and long-lasting performance in all environments.

Reliable Water Tanks in Pune, India Designed to cater to industrial, agricultural, and commercial needs, our raw water storage tanks offer unmatched reliability and efficiency.

Tailored Water Storage Solutions As a leading manufacturer and supplier of raw water storage tanks in India, we provide customized solutions that align with your specific requirements, ensuring optimal performance and storage capacity.

High-Quality Water Tanks Mizu Tanks prioritizes quality and durability, making our tanks suitable for various applications, including industrial processes, irrigation, and municipal water storage.

Applications of Raw Water Tanks

Our raw water storage tanks are versatile and cater to:

Industrial operations requiring large-scale water storage

Agricultural irrigation systems

Municipal water distribution networks

Rainwater harvesting systems

Why Mizu Tanks?

Expertise: With years of experience, we are a trusted raw water tanks supplier in Pune and across India.

Customization: We offer tanks in various sizes and designs to meet your unique needs.

Sustainability: Our tanks are built with environmentally friendly materials and processes.

Durability: High resistance to wear and tear ensures long service life.

Your Trusted Storage Tanks Manufacturer in India

Mizu Tanks is committed to providing reliable and efficient water storage solutions. As a leading storage tanks manufacturer in India, we combine advanced technology with expert craftsmanship to deliver products that exceed customer expectations.

Contact Us Today

For superior-quality raw water storage tanks in Pune and beyond, trust Mizu Tanks. Get in touch with us to explore our wide range of durable and efficient water storage solutions tailored to your needs.

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Benefits of Stainless Steel Water Tank: Why Choose Stainless Steel?

Explore the benefits of stainless steel water tanks for your home. Stainless steel offers durability, corrosion resistance, and cleanliness, making it an excellent choice for storing water in your household.

[historyofguns]

Wayne van Zwoll, a veteran hunter and outdoorsman, evaluates the Alps Outdoorz Waterproof Rifle Case, which is designed as a dry bag for rifles, providing protection against harsh outdoor conditions. This review covers the durable construction of the case, made from abrasion and rip-resistant 500 D welded PVC material, featuring high-density closed-cell foam padding for cushioning. The case is spacious enough to fit rifles with longer barrels and large scopes, accommodating various equipment through its generous dimensions. With no zippers, the closure involves a roll-up mechanism with a buckle, similar to standard dry bags, ensuring full waterproof performance when tested under sprinkling conditions. Van Zwoll highlights its portability and versatility, noting the case's lightweight design and adjustable carrying features, which make it suitable for backcountry travel. The cost-effective pricing at approximately $100 makes it an appealing option where traditional hard cases are impractical. Additionally, the article mentions a comparable waterproof shotgun case, showcasing the reliability and practicality of the Alps Outdoorz products for protecting firearms in challenging environments.

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The durability of a water tank depends on a combination of factors, from the material quality and installation conditions to environmental influences and maintenance practices.

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Solico Tanks: Internationally Certified Excellence

Solico Tanks boasts an impressive array of international certifications, showcasing our unwavering dedication to excellence in quality, safety, and reliability across our products and operations.

Management System: • ISO 9001: Design and manufacturing of GRP tanks

Product Compliance: • USA: AWWA D121-12 • Europe & UK: BS-EN 13280 • Japan: JIS A 4110 • Singapore: SS 245

Global Testing & Approval: • USA: NSF 61 • UK: WRAS • Australia and New Zealand: AS/NZ 4020

Additional Approvals: • Numerous municipalities • Utility companies • Government bodies worldwide

Why Our Certifications Matter:

Demonstrate commitment to quality, safety, and reliability

Showcase global recognition and trust

Reflect our dedication to transparency and accountability

Ensure consistent delivery of superior products

At Solico Tanks, we don't just meet standards - we exceed them. Our extensive list of international certifications is our promise to you: uncompromising quality, every time.

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Underground Water Sump Tank Installation | Leenus India

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Installing an underground water sump tank is a smart solution for efficiently managing water resources, especially in areas prone to water scarcity or where space is limited. This comprehensive guide outlines the steps and considerations involved in the installation process

SITE SELECTION

Before starting the installation, carefully select the site for the underground water sump tank. Factors such as proximity to water sources, drainage, and accessibility for maintenance should be taken into account

Ensure that the chosen location is free from any underground utilities like gas lines or electrical cables

EXCAVATION

Excavate the area according to the required dimensions of the sump tank. The depth of excavation will depend on the size of the tank and local regulations

It’s essential to create a stable base and walls to prevent collapse during and after installation

TANK PLACEMENT

Lower the tank carefully into the excavated area using appropriate machinery or manual labor. Ensure proper alignment and levelness

Double-check the dimensions and orientation of the tank to avoid any complications later on

BACKFILLING

Once the tank is in place, backfill the surrounding area with suitable material, such as sand or gravel, ensuring proper compaction at each layer

Take precautions to avoid damaging the tank during the backfilling process

INLET AND OUTLET CONNECTIONS

Install inlet and outlet pipes according to the tank’s design and local plumbing codes

Use high-quality pipes and fittings to ensure durability and prevent leaks

VENTILATION

Proper ventilation is crucial to prevent the buildup of gases inside the tank. Install ventilation pipes or vents as per the manufacturer’s recommendations

LID INSTALLATION

Install a secure lid or cover over the tank opening to prevent contamination and ensure safety

Choose a lid that is strong, durable, and resistant to environmental factors

TESTING AND INSPECTION

Before putting the sump tank into operation, conduct thorough testing and inspection to check for any leaks, structural integrity, and proper functionality of inlet and outlet systems

Address any issues or concerns identified during the testing phase

MAINTENANCE

Regular maintenance is essential to ensure the efficient operation and longevity of the underground water sump tank

Inspect the tank periodically for signs of damage, sediment build-up, or other issues, and address them promptly

Keep the area around the tank clear of debris and vegetation to prevent obstruction and ensure accessibility for maintenance tasks

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How to Purchase a Durable Commercial Water Tank for Reliable Water Storage and Distribution?

When deciding to buy a durable commercial water tank, most business owners tend to consider its cost, location and size. Although these are crucial parameters to consider, they still don’t occupy the first half of the list. Before deciding on the cost or size of the tank, you must know about the material of construction.

In most commercial settings, stainless steel water tanks have become the go-to option for water storage and distribution. One of the key reasons behind the popularity of stainless-steel water tanks is their durability. These tanks can last for decades without the need for replacements and help save your business money. Listed are the tips and tricks to purchase a durable commercial water tank for reliable water storage.

Tanks Made with AISI 316L Stainless Steel

Buying a stainless-steel tank for your commercial setting ensures that it belongs to the AISI 300 series. The “L” in 316L denotes “low carbon” content, which is the primary reason behind its durability. A durable commercial water tank made from 316L offers high corrosion resistance. It is suitable for use in aggressive environments, including marine and industrial settings.

The Six-Layer Technology

One of the key features of the best durable commercial water tank is its six-layer technology. For instance, the best SS water tank must have a puff insulation layer for increased energy efficiency. Puff insulation, also known as polyurethane foam insulation, is commonly used for insulation purposes in SS water tanks.

The puff insulation is also responsible for preventing condensation. If your production methodology involves storing cold water, puff insulation must be your go-to option. Therefore, when buying a commercial tank for water storage, ensure that it comes with six-layer technology.

Temperature-Resistant Surface-Tolerant Seal Coating

A temperature-resistant surface-tolerant seal coating plays a crucial role in protecting tanks from environmental factors. So, the best tanks for commercial water storage must come with this coating. The main objective of surface-tolerant seal coating is to protect the tank from corrosion.

Moreover, it is normal for you to buy SS water tanks to store chemicals. Tanks for commercial water storage with surface-tolerant seal coating offer unmatched chemical resistance.

SS Tanks Made with 2205 Stainless Steel

Besides the 316L stainless-steel variety, you can also procure commercial SS water tanks made with 2205 stainless steel. 2205 tanks are prevalent in industrial settings for their unique properties. 2205 stainless steel, also known as Duplex Stainless Steel, offers exceptional corrosion resistance. So, if the production techniques in your factory involve handling harsher chemicals, investing in 2205 tanks is suitable.

Like 316L stainless-steel, 2205 SS water tanks can resist a wide variety of chemicals. So, if you operate in the petrochemical or chemical processing industry, you’re likely to benefit from 2205 SS tanks. Unlike other types of stainless-steel tanks, the 2205 commercial water storage tanks offer superior abrasion resistance.

Both 316L and 2205 SS tanks come with superior durability, which results in more significant cost savings. If you want to purchase the best tanks for commercial use, don’t look beyond SS water tanks. These tanks are suitable for industries because of their unique composition. You can now purchase the best SS water tanks in India from Purever. They are the only BASF insulation-accredited stainless-steel water tank manufacturer in India.

[lis-zhuk]

A friend of mine told me abt them so.. yeah

Generally, i have no strong headcanons for neither subkit duo, nor roblox avatars.

Generally. I think subkits have that funny rivals-lovers vibe to them? They both are rough at edges, probably in either scenario exchange slurs and salty bites.

but i have a hc for roblox avatars in general:

Roblox avatars are chubby, filled with gel-like substance. They have no gender, no organs, they both hear and communicate waves. Highly modifiable, their "skin" is not that hard to pierce.

Their cores are dissolved in the gel, its is really hard to kill an avatar. Eyes are black, dumb and small, mouths are simple, lacking teeth or tongues.

phi.avatars (phi.demons) are a different case. Their bodies are the same - filled with transparent gel, but the fun thing begins at cores. See, phi.demons have distinct solid cores. Magic cores, if you insist. Phi.demons need food, water and minerals to function, yet they are rather durable. "Skin" Casing of phi.demons is tough and remind resin a lot. Phi.demons share a body and organ structure with my Animated stickmen hc and, accordingly, one of a monocellular organism.

Food and water are dissolved in organs, nutrients go into the gel fluid, minerals are shared by the core and the gel. Core is a rather finnicky organ - it consumes matter and post-dissolving waste into magic and crystals, which form the horns of a phi.demon. For quite a while they just grow, emitting almost no glow whatsoever, but when the antlers are completely form they stop changing is size and start gaining light. Like a cacti store water, horns store magic.

After the horns stop in growth, the crystal waste forms a protecting shell underneath the skin. Magic is just stored in their gel.

The horn storage is a backup of some kind, drawing phi.demons able to survive near-death experiences, save consciousness in dire situations and get that one last spark of magic to save themselves in danger. Horns loose their glow after that and become really fragile, reminding gemstones.

Younger(?) subspace and medkit ^

It is considered disgusting to break and save foe's horns. Overall horn touching is prohibited and considered intimate. Though, phi.demons do hornswoggling for fun, if it ends up with a horn being broken, the loser of the fight (the one who broke the other's horn) provide care and help with the recovery.

Phi.demons have black sharp teeth, they hear and smell with their skin.

[heliosthegriffin]

"So, who's the most dangerous member of team JNPR?" Yang asked the table unprompted, the rest of her team looking up from their food.

"Hmm, Pyrrha." Weiss said with little thought. "Perfect form, incredible strength and reflexes, she is definitely their ace in the hole."

"Really?" Yang held her stomach. "Nora's stronger, and her energy she brings to a fight is something else,"

Blake was silent in thought for a moment. "The question isn't who's strongest, or skilled, though. Pyrrha is their best fighter, but Nora is the physically strongest, but remember, the element of surprise and intelligence are just as deciding a factor in a fight. Ren's not as good a fighter, or as strong, but his mobility and aura control mixed with his ruthlessness, I think make him more dangerous."

"Elaborate." Weiss stated.

"Well, Nora is strong and energetic, but she's always going to come at you head on, so it's easy to counter her, if you don't fight her on her terms. Pyrrha better about that, but she's very civil, so she's not going to fight you outside of arena, unless you start it. Ren though? I can see him slitting someone's throat."

The rest of the table stared at her blankly.

"Nah, it's Jaune." Ruby said after a beat, drinking some milk.

"What?" Weiss said flatly. "You must be kidding. He's by far the least skilled, weakest, and most disgra-"

"Ok that's enough, princess." Yang cut her off. "But, she's got a point, Ruby."

Ruby shrugged. "Yeah, that's true, but-" She took a drink of milk. "What's Jaune's fighting style?"

Weiss huffed. "Simple, it's nothing, he doesn't have one."

"Yeah, it's kind of random style."

Blake thought for a moment, seeing a flash of triumph in Ruby's eyes. "Oh, that's your point."

Ruby gave finger guns at the cat-girl. "Exactly! You asked who's the most dangerous! It's Jaune, because, how you going to fight someone who doesn't know what he's going to do next?"

"What?" Yang and Weiss asked simultaneously.

Blake nodded along. "She's got a point, how are you going to react to someone who doesn't know what even he's going to do next?"

"Plus, have you ever been hit by him?" Ruby added, with no one stepping up to the plate. "His skill and style might not be great, but his strength is incredible, and his durability, endurance, and staying power are unmatched if you ask me."

"She's right, you know." A new voice interjected, all of team RWBY turning to face the sudden newcomer.

"Ren? Since when did you get here?" Yang asked.

"Since the beginning," He said simply, sipping from a juice box. "But, it's definitely, Jaune." His eyes became distant and foggy. "Always has been."

"Uh, you ok, buddy?" Yang putting a hand on his shoulder.

Ren went back to normal. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

"Well, the look of trauma on your face, just kind of,-"

"Don't ever get locked in a food-pantry with Jaune, there's no telling what he'll do, because even he doesn't know."

"How did that even occur?" Weiss asked. "Why were you two even-"

"Nora."

"Oh."

"Well, it's not like we ever have to worry about that."

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"Jaune Arc, you're under arrest for suspicion of forgery to enter Beacon !" Harriet Bree stormed over to the blonde as he was stocking a shelf inside one of Beacons's storage closets. With a sound of confusion and a hand of tomato soup, he turned and let go, screaming.

Harriet, moving at full speed, had no chance to stop, as she knocked away the can of soup, only for another to fall at her feet, as Jaune dropped armfuls of soup to the ground. Harriet, going at full momentum, crushed the metal can underfoot, spraying it all over herself.

"Ah! Gross!" She wailed, still charging forward, only to step on another can and slip, flying up into the air and knock Jaune over. Jaune groaned as she knocked into him, recovering quick she mounted his chest, ready to knock him out.

Jaune reaching wildly, grabbed a shaker of pepper, slamming it into her face. Harriet felt her eyes water and nose sting, as she recoiled back, letting Jaune push her off of him, running for the door, Harriet behind him.

Flailing wildly, Jaune grabbed a broom, swinging it wildly around with knocking rows of preserved goods off the shelves and onto the floor, Harriet taking a wrong step trying to dodge the flailing, stepping into a puddle of oil from a broken bottle, sliding forward, right into Jaune's wild strikes.

Harriet felt her head ring and vision swim, then another swing connected, knocking her back and into a row of shelves. She went straight through it, and the shelves falling straight onto her with a groan, the sound of clanging metal and falling supplies consuming the room, as Jaune fled out the door, turning off the lights and locking the door behind him.

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AN: Felt like writing some goofiness.

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Industrial Water Tanks in Pune – High-Quality Solutions by Mizu Tanks

At Mizu Tanks, we specialize in providing top-tier industrial water tanks in Pune designed to meet the diverse needs of industries. With a focus on quality, durability, and innovation, we offer water tanks for industry that are trusted by businesses across India.

Why Choose Mizu Tanks for Industrial Water Storage?

Durable Water Tanks Our tanks are built to last, using high-quality materials and advanced manufacturing techniques to ensure exceptional performance even in demanding industrial environments.

Reliable Water Tanks in Pune, India Designed to meet stringent industry standards, our industrial storage tanks offer reliability and efficiency for a variety of applications, including manufacturing, power generation, and chemical processing.

Custom Solutions for Fire Water Storage Understanding fire water storage tank requirements, we deliver specialized tanks that meet safety regulations and ensure adequate water supply for fire protection systems.

High-Quality Industrial Tanks As a leading industrial tank manufacturer, Mizu Tanks takes pride in offering products that combine innovation with practicality, ensuring seamless integration into your operations.

Applications of Industrial Tanks

Our industrial tanks are versatile and suited for a range of industries, including:

Manufacturing plants

Chemical and petrochemical industries

Food and beverage processing

Pharmaceutical facilities

Power plants

Your Trusted Industrial Tanks Supplier in India

As a top industrial tank supplier in India, Mizu Tanks is committed to delivering excellence in every product. Whether you need fire water storage tanks or industrial water tanks for other applications, we provide reliable solutions tailored to your requirements.

Why Mizu Tanks?

Superior durability and performance

Compliance with industry standards

Customization options for specific needs

Trusted partner for industries in Pune and across India

Contact Us Today

Explore our range of industrial storage tanks and discover why Mizu Tanks is the preferred choice for businesses seeking dependable industrial water tanks in Pune. Get in touch with us for expert advice and tailored solutions that meet your water storage needs.

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Warren Peace x Reader: Interesting

Word Count: 1,083 Warnings/Notes: Reader accidentally choking on food (they’re fine), Reader accidentally hitting their hand on a locker (the pain subsides, don’t worry), and hand holding. Summary: Part 2 to “Interest”, this continues with the Reader and Warren’s interactions, even as the Reader leaves the cafeteria early. Will emotions be explored or revealed?

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  Smiling to yourself, you nudged your knee to his twice. Though as you retracted, his knee met yours again and remained there.   This should be interesting.   Did you move? Absolutely not. At least, not from the waist down. Using and focusing as much as you could on your peripheral vision, you studied him. Sure, you almost bit your own tongue in an attempt to multitask, but at least no one noticed. The only movement that came from Warren was a simple turn of a page.   All of this over analyzing was bound to give you some sort of headache at this rate. Or, as fate would have it, you started to cough from possibly the smallest particle of food. Every set of eyes at the table were on you, immediately concerned. Before your hand could reach over your tray, Layla had opened up your water bottle for you. With a brief forced smile, you grabbed it. Within a few moments of drinking water, you were well again.

  “Well, that was thrilling,” you frowned.   “Are you okay?” Layla asked.   “Yeah.”   “That would’ve been one way to go,” Zach said, drinking his own soda.   “Dude,” Warren glared as Will and Ethan likewise chided Zach.   You rolled your eyes as they continued to bicker. “I think I’ll see myself out,” you smiled to Magenta and Layla.   With a short farewell, you picked up your tray and left the table. By the time you were out of the cafeteria and in the hallway, you felt a greater sense of relief. Maybe the collective sounds of students had become too overwhelming for you.   Making your way to your locker, the quiet halls held a strange sense of calm. You figured it was the strong contrast from its usual capacity of students.

  “Then this way,” you mumbled to yourself, completely focused on unlocking your locker. “Ah ha,” you smiled triumphantly. If you were going to be using up time before your next class, you might as well use it wisely. Exchanging one textbook for another, you missed the approaching footsteps as you zipped your backpack close.   “Hey,” the clear voice of Warren reached your ears.   A little started, you accidentally knocked your knuckles against the open locker door. Silently, you screamed into the void of metal storage. The door swung open to its full extent just as you shut both your mouth and eyes in a grimace.   “Are you okay?” He asked, sounding much closer and very concerned.   “Great,” you squeaked. “Super durability and all.” Your eyes flashed open however, as something warm gently grasped your hand. Warren. The rate at which you were looking between his hands on yours and his eyes was bound to make you dizzy at some point.   His thumb caressed over your knuckles. It was almost too warm. “It doesn’t look too bad,” he smiled at you. “Maybe don’t go around punching lockers as a hobby though.”   “I’ll try to fight the urge,” you replied without much thought.   He laughed and carefully released your hand.

  It was quiet for a moment before either of you spoke a single word.   “Warren?” You asked softer than you intended.   Matching your tone, he inclined closer to you. “Yeah?”   Hesitation overtook you. “Do you…uh,” you sighed to yourself. Did you wanna head outside for a bit? Yah know, before class?“   “Sure. Lead the way.”   As you closed up your locker, you wondered if he noticed your change in demeanor. Heck, he seemed to notice, or at least accurately interpret everything. Slinging your bag over your shoulder, your own thoughts made you nervous. What if Warren already knew that you liked him? That you were interested in him as more than a friend? If he did, he was either ignoring or—   Warren grabbed your hand in his just as you turned away from the lockers. You looked at him incredulously.   “If third time’s the charm, let’s not add to your list.”   “List?”   “Choking on your lunch in the cafeteria, hitting your locker…,” he leaned in teasingly.   You pursed your lips at him. “Maybe we should add knee-knocking to that list.”   His brows rose. “Maybe we should. That’ll make three already.”   “So I guess that means I’m in the clear,” you added, starting to walk, Warren falling in line with you.   “I guess so.”

  The two of you continued walking hand in hand. Even as you made your way out of the building, neither of you loosened your hold. Sure, friends could hold hands, absolutely, but this felt entirely different. And as you both stepped down toward his favorite spot, your heart began to race. You had to ask him, or say something! So, when he dropped his bag down on the half-wall, you took a confident stance, if only to keep yourself steady.   “Warren, can I tell you something without freaking out?”   He turned to you with genuine soft curiosity.   You sputtered. “Without you freaking out,” you clarified.   “Yeah,” he said, tightening his hold on your hand in the slightest.   “I like you,” you said a little too fast, “is that weird?” No sooner the question left your mouth, you regretted it. But before you cold cringe into yourself and fold over like a beach-chair, he spoke.   “No. It’s not weird,” he swung your hands for a short moment and you swore you short circuited.   “Not weird?”   Warren took a step toward you, the tips of your shoes touching. “Not weird.”   “Oh, okay,” you finally took a breath.   “Would it be weird if I liked you too?” He asked, causing your eyebrows to shoot up to your hairline.   “What? No. No. Not weird.”   “Good,” he smiled brightly, “because I really like you too.”   “You do?”   “Yeah.” He looked down bashfully for a moment. “I guess I was being too subtle, but… I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything.”   You gazed at him. “That’s really thoughtful,” you complimented.   “Heh, thanks.”   “And I said that out loud,” you shut your eyes. “What is going on with me today?”   “Let’s just blame it on the school today,” he suggested, his voice close enough to feel on your skin.   You opened your eyes in time to see his chin. His chin? A pair of lips softly pressed against your forehead.   When Warren leaned away, he smiled at your expression.   “Well, I can’t possibly focus in any class for the rest of the day.”   “Not a single one?”   “Not when I know that you’re interested now.”   Warren chuckled.

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Thank you for reading!

If you want to check out my other fanfics, be sure to look at the pinned post on my blog: My Masterlist of Masterlists.

[mtyout]

99PERCENTHANDMADE

Welcome to our journey through the great outdoors, where adventure meets the artistry of craftsmanship! In this blog post, we'll explore the essential gear that enhances your outdoor experience, starting with the perfect hiking backpack. Discover how a well-designed hiking backpack can elevate your trail adventures, keeping your essentials organized and within reach. Next, we’ll delve into camping backpacks, tailored for those overnight excursions into the wild, where comfort and practicality are paramount. 

Hiking Backpack

When planning your next outdoor adventure, having the right gear is essential, and a quality Hiking Backpack is at the top of the list. A well-designed hiking backpack not only carries your essentials but also ensures comfort during your journey. Whether you're a seasoned hiker or just starting, selecting a backpack that meets your needs can make all the difference.

A Hiking Backpack is particularly useful for long trails where you need sufficient storage for food, water, and other gear. Unlike standard bags, these backpacks are crafted to distribute weight evenly, reducing strain on your back and shoulders. Look for features like padded straps, adjustable waist belts, and various compartments to keep your items organized. Investing in a Camping Backpack that is 99 percent handmade ensures that you’re supporting craftsmanship and durability. Each piece often reflects the care and attention that goes into its construction.

When choosing your Hiking Backpack, consider how long your hikes will be and what items you'll need. Packs come in various sizes, and finding the right fit ensures your comfort and balance. Additionally, look for waterproofing features to protect your gear from unexpected weather changes. Remember, each adventure is unique, and personalized packs can cater to specific hiking scenarios.

Camping Backpack

When it comes to outdoor adventures, having the right gear is essential, and a Camping Backpack is at the forefront of this necessity. A quality camping backpack not only provides ample space to carry your essentials but also ensures comfort during those long hikes in nature.

Choosing a Camping Backpack involves understanding the specific needs of your journey. If you're planning a multi-day hiking trip, you'll want a pack that offers sufficient capacity while being lightweight. Look for backpacks that include features such as adjustable straps, ventilated backs, and multiple compartments to keep your gear organized.

It's worth exploring what makes a 99 Percent Handmade camping backpack truly unique. The handcrafted approach allows for personalized touches that mass-produced models often lack. From intricate stitching to unique fabric choices, these backpacks embody both functionality and artistry.

Ultimately, investing in a quality Camping Backpack is about enhancing your outdoor experience. The right backpack will make your trips more enjoyable, allowing you to focus on the beautiful landscapes and the tranquility of nature rather than being weighed down by an uncomfortable pack.

99 Percent Handmade

When it comes to outdoor adventures, having the right gear is essential. With a focus on quality and craftsmanship, 99 Percent Handmade offers a stunning range of products designed for hiking and camping enthusiasts. Each item is crafted with care and attention to detail, ensuring that your experience in nature is as enjoyable as possible.

For those who enjoy camping, the Camping Backpack from 99 Percent Handmade is a must-have. Its thoughtful design and spacious compartments make it easy to organize camping gear, food, and personal items. You can trust that everything is made with durability in mind, ensuring your backpack lasts through multiple trips under the stars.

What sets 99 Percent Handmade apart is their commitment to exceptional craftsmanship. Each hiking and camping backpack is made with a deep respect for outdoor enthusiasts, ensuring that you have a reliable companion for all your adventures. If you’re looking for gear that resonates with both style and functionality, check out https://www.99percenthandmade.com/.

In conclusion, embracing the outdoors is made easier with a Hiking Backpack or a Camping Backpack from 99 Percent Handmade. Experience the difference of incredible craftsmanship and explore nature with confidence!

[meruemhq]

Someday, Somewhere, Somehow, You'll Love Again. [Chapter 4]

Master List

Your fever had worsened overnight.

Megumi had been jolted awake by Yuji’s frantic voice. "Fushiguro! Wake up! She’s—she’s dying! What do we do?!"

Bleary-eyed, Megumi bolted upright, his mind snapping to attention. Yuji was pacing by his side of the bed, his face pale and stricken. "Her scent," Yuji stammered, running a hand through his “It’s gone bad, like... like spoiled fruit.”

Megumi rushed to your side, sharp eyes assessing the situation. He sniffed the air, just like Yujo said, your usual honey scent had soured. You were lying on your side, the Human Earthworm t-shirt that Yuji gave you, clinging to your overheated body. Even in your fevered state, your restless movements were punctuated by small whimpers, and your teeth ground audibly, creating an uncomfortable sound that made Megumi wince.

"This isn’t good," he muttered, grabbing his phone. Yuji’s panicked breathing filled the room as he hovered nearby. "Calm down," Megumi said firmly, locking eyes with Yuji. "Freaking out won’t help her. We need Shoko."

Shoko answered after four rings, her tone as calm and professional as ever, despite the late hour. "What’s wrong?"

Megumi wasted no time explaining. "Bunny’s running a fever. Grinding her teeth, sweating. Her scent’s completely off—it smells rotten."

After a pause, Shoko replied, "More than likely it's the sedatives that are still in her bloodstream.” Shoko sucked in breath from what sounded like a cigarette. “It’s her body metabolizing the leftover toxins. It’s unpleasant, but not unusual given her condition and body constitution. I’ll update her prescription. Keep her hydrated and as comfortable as possible until it passes. Ijichi can pick up the meds at sunrise."

Megumi exhaled slowly. "Anything else we should do?"

"If she’s grinding her teeth, get her something to chew on—a toy or anything silicone will work for now," Shoko added before hanging up.

When the call ended, Megumi took a deep breath and turned to Yuji. "It’s the sedatives," he explained. "Her body’s trying to purge them. I’ll send Ijichi to get the meds. For now, let’s focus on keeping her comfortable."

In the quiet of the early morning, Megumi rummaged through the storage cabinet in the kitchen. Eventually, he found an unused silicone chewing toy originally meant for his wolf dogs. It wasn’t exactly ideal, but it was soft, durable, and safe. He sterilized it quickly before returning to this room. He coaxed you into drinking water and gently, he placed the toy in your hand, guiding it to your mouth and you instinctively nibbled on it, finally soothing the grinding.

By the time the new medication had arrived and taken effect, you had fallen into a peaceful sleep, your breathing slow and even for the first time in hours. Megumi adjusted the blankets around you and took a step back, his sharp eyes softening as he observed your relaxed expression.

Dragging Yuji out of the room and down the hall had been harder than expected. "She needs her space, Yuji," Megumi had insisted, practically hauling his friend toward the couch. Yuji finally relented, though not without casting a lingering, worried glance back at the door.

–~

Now the two sat in the private living room of their wing, laptops and phones spread out across the coffee table. Megumi clicked through articles with a focused determination while Yuji scrolled on his phone, occasionally tossing out enthusiastic suggestions.

While Gojo’s Alpha and Beta subordinates occupied one half of the estate, the other side was dedicated to his Omegas: Megumi, Yuji, and now, you. The Omega wing of the Gojo family manor was a haven. Gojo had insisted on its design, ensuring it was entirely separate from the Alphas and Betas who worked for him. It was a sanctuary, equipped with private bedrooms, bathrooms, a plush living area, a kitchen, and secured exits. Few were allowed here without explicit permission, and Megumi had always valued the peace it provided. 

But now, as he thought about your small, vulnerable figure sleeping down the hall. You needed safety, yes—but you also needed comfort. A place to feel truly at home.

The glow of Megumi’s laptop lit up the dim living room as he sat cross-legged on the couch, his brows furrowed in concentration. Yuji, sprawled on the other end of the couch with his phone in hand, scrolled lazily through pictures of blankets and toys, his tongue sticking out in focus. Between them sat Gojo’s black credit card. “Buy whatever you want for her.” He said. “Spare no expense! Daddy Gojo’s got it covered.”

They had spent the past twenty minutes researching hybrid-approved nesting materials. The articles highlighted the importance of texture and color in creating a soothing environment for hybrids with heightened senses. Neutral tones like soft grays and pastels were recommended, as bright colors could overstimulate. Natural fabrics like cotton and bamboo were ideal, while synthetic materials were to be avoided.

"What about this?" Yuji asked, holding up his phone to show Megumi a picture of a plush bunny. It was oversized, soft-looking, and its floppy ears gave it an endearing charm.

Megumi raised an eyebrow at his obvious choice but nodded. "That could work. She needs something she can hold onto. Add it to the cart."

Yuji grinned, quickly clicking the button. "This is kind of fun. Like... we’re building her a whole little world. What else does she need?"

Megumi exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "She needs bedding. Weighted blankets, soft pillows—things that feel grounding. And we should avoid anything too scented. Her senses are probably still overloaded."

Yuji tilted his head. "You’re really good at this, you know."

"It’s not about being good at it," Megumi replied, his tone serious. "It’s about making sure she has everything she needs. She’s been through enough."

He took a big breath. “Besides, my Mother was a hybrid.” Yuji blinked, his lips parting as if to speak, but he thought better of it and nodded silently. Megumi was grateful for the lack of questions. The subject of his family—particularly his mother and the Zen'in—were topics he rarely revisited.

Yuji continued scrolling. After a moment, he held up another suggestion: stackable cloud-shaped pillows. "These are cute—and practical for nesting. She can stack them or surround herself with them."

Megumi leaned over to inspect the screen and gave a small nod of approval. "Add them."

They spent the next hour carefully curating a collection of items: soft bedding, nesting toys, calming sensory aids, and clothing. Megumi was meticulous, double-checking product descriptions to ensure everything met the standards he’d read about.

"What about clothes?" Yuji asked, holding up a picture of a lavender hoodie with bunny ears on the hood.

Megumi rolled his eyes but added it to the cart. "Fine. But make sure it’s 100% cotton."

By the time they were done, the cart was overflowing, the total displayed on the screen causing Yuji to let out a low whistle.

"Think Gojo’s going to notice we spent this much?"

Megumi smirked faintly, clicking the checkout button without hesitation. "It’s his card. If he complains, I’ll remind him it’s for her."

Yuji laughed, leaning back against the couch. "She’s going to love this. We did good, huh?"

Megumi nodded, his gaze lingering on the confirmation screen. "Yeah," he said softly. 

–~

The office chair creaked softly as Satoru leaned back, his long legs stretched out, his arms draped loosely over the armrests. The study was quiet except for the faint rustle of wind brushing against the windows. He stared out at the expansive garden, the rows of carefully tended flowers and neatly trimmed hedges bathed in the pale morning light. Normally, this view brought him peace—a sense of control over the chaos of his world. But today, it felt distant, almost foreign, like a memory slipping through his fingers.

His thoughts drifted back to the conversation he’d had with Shoko the night before, her clinical, emotionless tone cutting through truths he hadn’t wanted to hear.

"She’s not just any hybrid," Shoko had said, her voice low, her cigarette balanced delicately between her fingers. They were alone in his study, the door shut tight—far from the boys and the Hybrid girl who slept fitfully in the Omega wing.

Satoru hadn’t responded immediately. His sharp, almost playful demeanor had been replaced with something heavier. He perched on the edge of his desk, watching as Shoko tapped ash into the tray. “I need more than just vague statements, Shoko,” he said at last, his voice deceptively light, though an unmistakable edge ran beneath his words. "What nonsense have my boys gotten themselves mixed up in now?"

She exhaled, smoke curling around her like a protective veil. "You’re dealing with a conspiracy that’s a lot uglier than drugs, Satoru."

"I’m aware," he snapped, sharper than intended. His sandalwood pheromones flared, filling the room with an oppressive weight. His patience was wearing thin.

Shoko, unbothered by his growing agitation, leaned forward, her elbows resting on her knees. “I’m sure you noticed the small scar near her left hip,” she began, her voice calm, her words deliberate.

He had noticed. When he’d run his fingers along her legs to soothe her, he’d brushed over it—a faint, healing wound. At the time, he’d dismissed it as nothing more than a scratch.

“At first, I thought it was from an old injury,” Shoko continued, “but then I realized it wasn’t just a scar. It’s a surgical site.” She paused to take another drag of her cigarette. “She most definitely had a tracker—and someone removed it.”

Satoru’s jaw tightened, his cheek twitching as he fought the wave of anger building inside him. His smirk was long gone, replaced by a grim set to his lips. He pinched the bridge of his nose, already feeling the tension of a coming headache.

“She was likely taken from one of the suppliers,” Shoko went on, ignoring his growing silence. “Someone removed her from the market—but not cleanly.” Her fingers tapped ash into the tray again. “There are no markings, brandings, or tattoos on her body. No serial numbers. Whoever had her before those idiots who stole from you never intended for her to be publicly available.”

“A private sale,” Satoru concluded, his voice low.

Shoko nodded. “Exactly. Private sales mean higher security. More money.”

Satoru’s mind churned. The street gang that had taken her was just one piece of a much larger puzzle. They were too stupid to have realized what they’d stolen. You must have seemed like just another auction bunny to them—valuable, but not irreplaceable. They had been fools to steal from Gojo Satoru. Whoever they’d gotten you from would surely be looking for you. He needed to find them first.

“I ran her blood work,” Shoko said. “She’s healthy outside of the sedatives and drugs they pumped into her. No STDs, and she isn’t pregnant.”

A small relief, but it did little to soothe Satoru’s simmering frustration.

“There’s something else,” Shoko added, lighting another cigarette as she leaned back on the couch. Her eyes lazily wandered around the study, but her tone remained serious.

“There always is,” Satoru muttered, his voice heavy.

“Bunny hybrids are incredibly rare, Satoru. There aren’t too many of them in Japan. She might have been bred here, but it’s also possible she was imported—from somewhere like the Caribbean or Eastern Europe.” She brushed a bit of ash off her doctor’s coat. “Either way, they’re considered delicate, submissive, and... ideal for exploitation.”

Her words hung heavy in the air.

“I’m sure I don’t need to sugarcoat this for you,” Shoko continued, her eyes hard and unreadable. “She was most likely intended to be a sex slave or a toy for some rich bastard.”

Satoru closed his eyes briefly, his chest tightening. He had already suspected as much, but hearing it confirmed out loud made his stomach churn.

“I’ll send you some information about bunny hybrids,” Shoko said, standing and gathering her things. “You should explain the situation to Yuji and Megumi—they deserve to know.”

Satoru rose, though he found his legs felt heavier than usual. “Right. I will.”

Shoko opened the door but hesitated, glancing over her shoulder. “You should talk to Geto. He might be able to—”

“I’m not talking to Geto.”

The sharpness in his voice sent a cold wave through the room. His scent turned biting and bitter, an unspoken warning.

“Okay.” Shoko nodded once before slipping out the door, leaving Satoru alone.

Back in his chair, Satoru slumped slightly, his gaze returning to the garden. The afternoon light seemed colder now, the beauty of the garden unable to chase away the heaviness pressing down on him. His instincts were screaming at him—to protect, to provide, to fix the mess the boys had unknowingly stumbled into.

His mind drifted to the boys again. Megumi’s quiet intensity, the way he studied her every move as though trying to decipher a puzzle. Yuji’s boundless optimism, his determination to make her smile. They didn’t know the full truth yet, and Gojo wasn’t sure when—or if—he should tell them.

He swore under his breath, running a hand through his hair. What kind of bullshit have his sweet Omegas gotten themselves into this time?

A soft knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts. "Come in," he called, his voice steady despite the turmoil swirling inside him.

Ijichi stepped inside, his expression polite but wary. "Nanami is back, sir."

Satoru straightened, his usual smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "Good. Send him in."

Satoru barely had time to gather his thoughts after Shoko left before the knock came at his study door. It was firm, deliberate. Nanami, no doubt.

“Come in,” Satoru called, his tone light, though his head was still heavy with the weight of the night’s revelations.

The door opened, and in stepped Nanami Kento, as composed as ever. His blond hair was neatly combed back, though a few strands fell stubbornly over his forehead. His signature glasses caught the morning light, reflecting the sharp focus in his hazel eyes. He was dressed in his usual attire: a crisp dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing strong forearms, and perfectly tailored slacks. There was an air of precision about him, as if every detail was meticulously considered.

And then there was his scent—clover and spice, warm and grounding,  he wasn’t a Prime Alpha but his scent and presence came with an edge that made his Alpha presence unmistakable. It filled the room as he crossed the threshold, bringing with it a sense of quiet authority that even Satoru could respect.

“You called for me,” Nanami said, closing the door behind him. His voice was even, his tone measured.

Satoru leaned back in his chair, spinning it lazily to face Nanami. “Welcome back, Nanamin. How was the trip?”

Nanami’s expression didn’t change, though his brow twitched slightly at the nickname. “The payment has been retrieved,” he replied simply. His voice was low, steady, every word carefully measured. “The debtor has been... educated on the importance of punctuality.”

Satoru grinned, his tone teasing. “Efficient, as always. That’s why you’re my favorite accountant.”

Nanami raised an eyebrow, his expression unamused. “I doubt you called me here to praise my accounting skills. What’s this about?”

Satoru’s grin faded as he gestured to the chair across from his desk. “Take a seat. We need to talk about the Hybrid.”

Nanami’s gaze flicked briefly toward the garden outside the window before he sat down, his posture straight, his movements measured. “Go on.”

Satoru leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk. “You know she’s not just some random Hybrid the boys stumbled across. She’s part of something bigger—and darker.”

He outlined everything: the scar near your hip, the removed tracker, Shoko’s findings about your health and the probable private sale. Nanami listened without interrupting, his sharp eyes narrowing as the pieces of the puzzle fell into place.

“And what do you plan to do with her?” Nanami asked when Satoru finished.

Satoru leaned back in his chair, exhaling slowly. “She stays here. She’s safer here than anywhere else. We both know whoever lost her will come looking, and I’m not about to let them get their hands on her again.”

Nanami folded his arms, his tone steady but firm. “Keeping her here is a temporary solution at best. What happens when Yuji and Megumi go back to university in six weeks? They can’t watch her on their own.”

Satoru paused, the mention of the boys’ impending return to classes stirring an ache of responsibility in his chest. He had encouraged them to continue their education, not necessarily for the benefit of the Six Eyes organization, but for their futures. Yuji’s boundless curiosity and Megumi’s sharp mind deserved more than the confines of Yakuza life. A university degree meant options, opportunities—ones he’d never had, growing up under the crushing weight of Gojo family expectations.

“They’ll go back to school,��� Satoru said firmly, his voice leaving no room for argument. “and I’ve also taken steps to ensure she’s cared for while they’re away.”

Nanami tilted his head, his glasses catching the light. “Steps? Such as?”

“I’ve requested Sukuna and Toji to square up their jobs and return as early as possible,” Satoru said. His tone softened, though a faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. “They’ll help maintain order. They’re more than capable of handling things here.”

Nanami’s brows furrowed slightly, his scent sharpening with an undercurrent of unease. “You’re trusting Sukuna with this? And Toji? They’re not exactly the nurturing types.”

Satoru chuckled, the sound light but hollow. “They don’t need to be nurturing. Besides, she won’t be on her own. Megumi and Yuji may be busy, but they’ll still be around.”

Nanami let out a quiet sigh, his hands resting on the armrests of his chair. “You’re letting your primal instincts drive your decisions, Satoru. You’re not thinking this through rationally. Keeping her here puts everyone at risk—including the boys.” Nanami continued “Sukuna and Toji are also Prime Alpha’s or have you forgotten?”

Satoru’s scent shifted, the sandalwood growing sharper, colder. “We were caught up in this the moment they brought her home. Sending her away won’t solve the problem. Sukuna and Toji don’t need to interact with her more than necessary, they just need to keep her safe.” 

Nanami’s gaze didn’t waver, though the tension between them was palpable. “The boys are already attached to her. You’re encouraging that attachment.”

“That’s where you come in,” Satoru said, his tone lightening slightly, though the seriousness in his eyes remained. “You’re in charge of their punishment. Teach them a lesson. Make sure they understand the consequences of their actions.”

Nanami raised an eyebrow, his expression unimpressed. “They should have known better. But this isn’t just about teaching them a lesson. You’re asking me to clean up a mess you allowed to happen.”

Satoru’s grin faded, replaced by a rare sincerity. “I’m asking you to prepare them for what’s coming. This isn’t just about her. It’s about keeping all of them safe.”

The room fell into silence, the weight of their conversation hanging heavily in the air. Finally, Nanami let out a quiet sigh, his scent softening slightly. “Fine,” he said, his voice measured. “I’ll assist. But I won’t meet her—not until she’s recovered more. There’s no need to overwhelm her with another Alpha presence right now.”

Satoru inclined his head, his gaze steady. “Fair enough.”

Nanami stood, adjusting the cuffs of his shirt with practiced precision. He paused at the door, glancing back at Satoru. “You’d better hope your instincts are right about this.”

Satoru leaned back in his chair, his blue eyes glinting with a faint smirk. “They usually are.”

Nanami said nothing more, his footsteps fading down the hall.

[sighthounds-and-sketches]

Let's talk about flying to pick up a puppy by yourself

And some ways to make it easier on you.

Your prep starts honestly, about a week before baby actually comes home. Maybe 2 weeks.

For my pre-flight prep, I first picked out a flight carrier. I went with the one my breeder recommended.

It has expandable sides, and a little storage pocket. And it's resistant to chewing. I'm really glad I didn't buy a cheaper one, and I can't stress enough that it's cheaper to buy a quality one the first time than have a zipper break or a tear in the middle of your trip. My trip in total was 4 flights and 4 hours in the car, with him being with me for half of it and having the longest layover of my day. I could only really let him out a couple times, so this next part was incredibly helpful.

I mailed the carrier to my breeder,

at her behest. This was *huge* because the siblings got their scent on it and he was acclimated to being in it before I got to him. It acted as a secure place for him to ride in the car and for his first few nights here, he slept in there through the night.

And now that he's in his crate, the removable pad with scents on it has been instrumental in establishing the crate as a safe place for him.

Video of why I'm really glad I got the durable carrier.

Please consider what you're wearing that day.

Wear clothes you don't need to fuss with *at all* that's normal airport protocol- but I can't stress this enough, you're carrying the puppy in your arms through the TSA checkpoint and other people will be fussing over him. Make sure your appearance and personal bag is no fuss.

See: jeans, hoodie, puppy treat and potty bag that can be shoved into my personal Item, and a no fuss backpack.

In my personal travel bag I kept:

Pee pads, his food from the breeder, a change of clothes in case of incidents, a portable battery to charge my phone, collapsible food and water bowls, collar and leash incase one wasn't provided, and SEVERAL toys in there.

The toys were great for waiting in the terminal. I'd expand the sides of the crate and introduce a new toy to him to help him run a bit of energy out before we had to board.

Peepads: Even though airports have animal relief areas, chances are they're either kind of gross or your dog may be a little too young for it to be safe. I was traveling through one of the busiest airports in the world, and nobody was checking jack shit so I opted for potty breaks to occur in bathrooms with pee pads. He didn't end up going but it's better to be prepared.

I flew Delta and used Skymiles accumulated from our credit card with them that we pay off monthly, so the only thing I paid for out of pocket was 95.00 to bring Argos on board. My flight only costed 20k miles total, and that was only a small portion of what we'd accumulated over the 6 months we've been using the card. I think it's worth considering if you're planning to fly to a breeder. It enabled me to go anywhere in the country that Delta flies and not worry about costs.

Day of hack: double check your flights on the airlines app and switch your seat if possible. I swapped one of my return flight seats to an empty row for 15.00, which meant I could have my carryon and him with me at the same time and that was very nice for readjusting where my stuff was and taking a damn nap. Because at this point, I'd been up for about 18 hours and still had 7 hours of traveling before I'd get home.

I think my last thing is that if you're like me and you do have an invisible disability- ask if you can preboard. Dont be afraid to say "hey, i have this problem and standing in the heat while carrying a bunch of stuff is potentially going to cause an episode. " The employees were extremely nice, and willing to work with me. Ultimately, I went through all of this because he's a service dog prospect and will hopefully help.

Small things for me specifically prior: ate in the morning and right before I picked him up, he was able to chill in his carrier while I ate dinner at a restaurant in the airport- didn't make any sounds. He slept the whole time. I don't think I couldve eaten in the food court, too much to carry between him and my main bag.

I think that's it. I may add to this if I remember anything I forgot.

Edited to add: for my besties with miscellaneous illnesses-

A baggie with your medicines is IMPORTANT. Do not forget some dramamine, advil, Tylenol, whatever, pack it if there's a small chance you'll need it!

I ended up getting migraine symptoms like 5 hours into travel, and that was not a day I could afford to have blurred vision. <3 remember to take care of YOU on the journey.

[brassharrier]

Hey everybody! Since I've recently crawled out of my cave of not doing minis stuff for too long, I've realized that a few skills have gotten rusty. Even some of the basic stuff has fallen out of my head at some point. To make the best of a slightly poo situation I've decided to get some of my journey to rediscovery logged online to share with people who may be new to the hobby or just looking for a new perspective on an established process. That's enough rambling for now. Behold! My first FSteaktorial: Basing with Coffee!

Paying for hobby sand can feel kinda silly, but sometimes that super fine gravel can look a bit off. This is extra true if you're working with smaller scale minis like Battletech. One common solution is used coffee grounds. Right of the gate, how coarse or fine the grind is will change the look. Fine grinds will look more like sand or dirt while coarse grinds will look rockier. I'm particular to a fine grind for most applications and I'd suggest it as a good starting point to work from.

Preparing the ground(s):

Prepare and pour your coffee as normal. Once you're done simply dump your coffee grounds into a hard container or surface in as thin of a layer as possible. Usually large food containers or a baking sheet will do. Let it dry for a day or two before putting it in a container for storage or application. I'm partial to empty spice shakers for most fine basing/flocking materials. You can put the coffee grounds away once they're dried without extra treatment. The process of making coffee will pull most of the oils out and the hot water will clean it up for you.

Preparing your adhesive:

Gluing the ground down is super easy. Grab an old brush that's flat and appropriately scaled to your intended model and base. The glue itself is just a watered down PVA. PVA is just your generic craft glue. You've most likely used it as a kid during whatever arts and crafts you've done. You'll want to add a drop or two of water at a time and mix thoroughly until it's a bit thinner than most minis paints out of the bottle.

Applying your adhesive:

Simply take your brush, scoop on some of the thinned glue, and apply it to the base. One thing to note is that glue isn't paint. For our purposes, you'll want a healthy layer. Don't worry, after a day it will dry solid. You don't need to apply perfectly either. The glue will take some time to dry and can be wiped off easily to clean up the edges of the base and model. Be sure to immediately rinse your brush thoroughly in water unless you want one giant bristle.

Applying the coffee/basing:

This is the satisfying part. Grab your shaker, handful of coffee, or application method of choice and give the base a nice healthy layer. Once you can't see the glue, tap off the excess and set it aside to reclaim or put it back in your applicator for use. Don't wipe off the excess just yet. Make sure the model is over a different surface and wipe the excess glue/coffee and wipe your cleaning tool (probably your finger) on a paper towel. This is important to avoid getting glue in your supply of basing material.

Letting the glue dry:

No, really. Let it REALLY dry. It's tempting to want to start putting paint to model, but the glue needs to be completely dry. You don't want to risk both brushing your fresh basing off the model and getting coffee lodged in your bristles.

Enjoy!

You're done with basing for now! Remember to blow off the excess coffee dust. You can add extra detail with rocks and bits, prime, whatever you want at this point. Even with just a quick prime, single base color, and a quick dry brush you'll get great results. Congratulations on your new awesome looking base, saved money, and even a teeny tiny effort of reclaiming waste! It's surprisingly durable as well due to the glue hardening.