#ap3

[neverevan]

the fact that ao3 goes down and people flock to tumblr within seconds to see if it's universal... most important site ever confirmed

[uwmspeccoll]

Papermaking at AP3!

A couple weeks ago and even this past Tuesday, we showed you how, after students in my History of Books & Printing class (INFOST 603) read about the invention of type and letterpress in Europe, we went down to Team Nerd Letterpress, set wood type, and printed a poster. Last week, after reading about the history and technique of hand papermaking, we took a field trip to Anchor Press, Paper, and Print (AP3) in the Riverwest section of Milwaukee to engage in some papermaking.

First, AP3 president Marilyn Propp demonstrated hogging the vat, using the deckle, dipping the screen, pulling a form, and couching the paper onto felts (here's a glossary) -- top three images. Then Miria tried their hands at the process, with much success (next three images). Afterwards, it was a free-for-all, with everyone making paper for the next hour and a half; here in succession are Anna, Caring, Adam, Georgia, and Catherine (with Taj in the background).

The last image is of some still-wet paper forms on felts (actually, synthetic pellons), with attempts at inclusions and paper lamination. The students were clearly exhilarated, and everyone went home exhausted and happy!

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-- MAX, Head of Special Collections

[its-alittleobssessed]

Every time i write a particularly grasping scene in my fanfic, I look around the room in disbelief as if im not the one who wrote it lmao. I’ll look at my shadow and be like “Girl, can you believe—

[yridenergyridenergy]

What isn’t there to love in this screenshot? The clutched heart with blooded fingers, the out-stretched left arm desperately reaching out with widely spread digits, the badly hidden emotions within the caged and restrained head piece, and the combined leather, muscles and inked skin. 

Ah, Utafumi in high definition. An answered call. A fulfilled prayer. 

[allthecheesesticks]

you know its a hard assignment when you're willing to go to your dad at the kitchen table to ask for homework help

[all-about-that-rec]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, John Wick (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Natasha Romanov (Marvel) & John Wick, Clint Barton & Natasha Romanov Characters: Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, John Wick, John Wick's Unnamed Dog Additional Tags: Male-Female Friendship, Injury, takes place after john wick 2, while john is on the run, assassin connections, Friendship, Crossover, Crossover Friendship Summary:

Natasha runs into John again for the first time in years and she wishes she didn’t have to, not like this.

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[whats-in-a-sentence]

Remarkably, by expressing Class E genes in combination with Class A and B genes, it is possible to convert both cotyledons and vegetative leaves into petals (Figure 20.27).

"Plant Physiology and Development" int'l 6e - Taiz, L., Zeiger, E., Møller, I.M., Murphy, A.

[jackie-q]

The day that Billy became as grizzled and harsh as some of the rest of the League was the day that Hal quit. 

[jaskiercommabard]

I'm throwing up don't talk to me it's THEM. IT'S THEM.

[boombaux]

[anydaynowany]

since the red valley post worked what are my chances on getting you all to listen to find us alive next???

[firstprinced]

gltzine -> bambinick 🦌

[moviesstoriesandbooks]

Whatever you do , DO NOT imagine kim coming home to the minor family compound with blood stained clothes and eyes darkened by rage . DO NOT imagine him walking with deliberate steps , slowly , while dripping a few stray drops of blood on the way to his room. DO NOT imagine him walking into the shower bypassing a sleeping Chay , to wash off the blood , sweat and tears after torturing, maiming and murdering people who were less than human.

But what does that make him? Was he as small a monster as them , or the devil himself who feasts on lesser evils? Would a few of his other sins be forgiven for committing these greater sins for the greater good? Were these hands even worthy of touching his angel?

Till the water ran clear , till the few sparse tears dried up , and even later still , thoughts running through his head.

Till a warm hand pressed itself onto Kim's strong one braced against the shower's glass wall.

The sleepy whisper of "P'Kim?" was the only thing he could bear , so he closed the distance and his angel's mouth as fast as he could, both of them drowning , together.

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“No matter which lifetime, Chu Wanning’s scent always seemed to calm him down; in the past life, whenever he returned from a bloodbath, he always had to bury his face into the crook of Shizun’s neck just to breathe again.”

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If it hurt , Chay didn't complain. He never did . Only the next day , when Kim wakes up to the sounds of Porchay foraging through Kim's mini cooler , did he survey the extend of damage his desire had left on Porchay. True , he had heard the screams, but he always seemed to be begging for more. To hold him tighter , to go faster , to claim more and more , he had asked.

The blooming purple all over his thighs , back and the heaven on earth that was his waist , all in evidence of kim and his barbarism.

The sun then turned it's face and smiled at Kim. All happy , mouth stuffed with his favourite icecream sandwiches.

Kim stared. His lips were bloody where Kim's desire had left it's trail. A bite mark adorned the left part of his Chin , just below the mole. And he had handprints at his baby's neck where Kim had held him tight enough to bruise.

The angel turned his entire body to face the devil slowly coming to terms with his sins, and smiled again.

More bruises blooming on his chest and near his belly button. On his waist and all over the sparse trail of curly hair that was slowly edging above his waistline.

Kim slowly sat up , and sauntered over with glassy eyes. He took a swig of the water from the cooler , and ate the offered bite of the icecream from Chay. Waiting only till Chay's hands were licked clean off by him and his own were freed off the empty bottle , he picked chay up and walked over to their bed again , throwing him on his shoulder.

His angel looked like sin, and he was ready to commit more.

[dykeden]

im high rn and just started shedding real tears over how dumb gob bluth is. literally hes so stupid i love him so much

[riversgoingnowhere]

girl help my hatchetfield hyperfixation came back