#biscuit joint

[fieriframes]

[Okay, you have got to make some sense of what's going on here. You got a bar, a pizza joint, a biscuit joint, and you have two food trucks. Yep. Two food trucks out of this same building.]

[makswoodworking]

Woodworking Joinery Techniques: A Comprehensive Guide for All Skill Levels

Woodworking joinery techniques are an essential part of any woodworker’s skillset, as they help create sturdy and visually appealing connections between wooden parts. In this article, we will delve into some popular woodworking joinery techniques, discuss their applications, and provide step-by-step instructions for mastering them. Whether you’re a seasoned woodworker or just starting, this guide…

[wearenemies]

these guys are like mclennon to me for real

[lachatalovematcha]

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🤎🎀ｃｈｏｃｏ (灬╹ω╹灬)🎀🤎

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🎀🤎Princess Milk Bisquit de Q-pot.🎀🤎

[must-be-missa]

[bonkie]

Princess Milk Bisquit de Q-pot

[sleepnoises]

look AT. my cobbler

[captainjonnitkessler]

I found the woodworking version of the Great British Bake-off, a show called Good With Wood, and now I too can know what it's like to be one of those people yelling at the screen about proper moisture ratios or whatever it is people who know about baking go on about while watching that show. Except I'm yelling about proper joinery techniques.

[hottdoggblogg]

[hummingyummin]

Out here wanting to not just ruin someones waistline but also their taste in food

[dancingastralwitch]

EID TOMORROW!!!

[healthandwellness001]

Health Benefits of Almond

ALMOND OF CALIFORNIA Almond is an amazing fruit. There are many ” Health benefits of Almond”. some of them are mentioned below. Almonds are nutrient-rich nuts that have been linked to a variety of health benefits. They are a good source of protein, fiber, healthy fats, vitamins, and minerals.Many other fruits like Date, Banana, Apple, Sugarcane, pomegranates, etc. Almond is another fruit which…

[jammydodger3579]

Mary Jane Mindset

Summary: Wade and Logan get stoned together.

A/N: this was requested on discord, so hopefully yall like it. Haven't written for Wade before so enjoy. Sorry it's short lol. Patreon here

18+ for mature audiences only

700+ word count.

Warnings: drug use, swearing

“No, absolutely not” 

“Come on, just once... It’s a rite of passage!”

“I’ve done it before and I didn’t like it” Logan looked at the bong in front of him. It was disgusting, bright pink and covered in my little pony stickers. He looked at Wade, who was smiling like a schoolgirl. “Didn’t even work, healing factor and all”

“Not this strain, I grew it myself. From a wee baby plant. I call it “Bruce Banner” cause it’s big, mean and green. Could probably get him stoned too. God knows he needs it” 

“Have you even cleaned this thing?” He picked up the bong, looking at it questioningly. Wade shook his head. 

“Not even once. Keeps the good stuff in” Logan sighed, placing it back down on the coffee table. Wade walked into the kitchen and looked around in a drawer for a bit before walking back to the couch. He chucked some rolling papers at Logan. “Here, is that better?” Wade said, looking at the man. Logan nodded. 

“Okay fine, just this once” Logan said, caving into Wade’s antics. Wade giggled and clapped his hands together. Logan had been living with Wade for the past three weeks, and they seemed to get along enough. Logan mostly tolerated him, especially since he was staying with Wade and Blind Al for free. Wade got out his rolling tray and started grinding up the flower. Logan scoffed, Wade’s whole set-up was pink and purple, and his grinder was the shape of a cinnamon roll. “Cute” 

“You know you love it. Yukio got it for me” “I’m sure she did” Logan handed the rolling papers over to Wade. He started rolling the joint, struggling a little. 

“We’re gonna need water, snacks and something to watch” Wade handed the tv remote to Logan. He flicked through the movie options before settling on one called The Room. “You picked the worst movie in the world!” 

“Not my problem” Logan said with a smirk. He got up and went to the kitchen. He got a bag of pretzels, chocolate biscuits and two glasses of water for himself and Wade. He placed everything down on the coffee table before resuming his seat next to Wade, who’s just finished rolling a joint. He put it between his lips and lit the end of it, puffing out the smoke. He took another puff before handing it to Logan, intentionally blowing smoke in his face. 

“Puff puff pass,” Wade said. Logan nodded, taking the joint. He took a drag, letting the smoke sit in his lungs for a while before exhaling. It had an earthy aftertaste. He did it again before handing the joint back to Wade. The two kept exchanging the joint as they watched the movie. Logan lifted his hand to point something out on the TV.

“Whoa, what the fuck” His whole arm felt like jelly as it was suspended in the air. Wade smiled, exhaling smoke through his nose. 

“You’re cooked” he laughed, looking at Logan. His eyes were bloodshot. Logan sat back on the couch. 

“Whoa, I feel like I’m sinking,” he said, shifting in his seat. Wade finished the joint off, putting it out in an ashtray. He was smiling, watching as Logan adjusts to being properly stoned for the first time. Logan looked around the room, his vision felt colourful. Everything seemed more vibrant and pretty. He looked at the man sitting next to him, face full of fondness. “How long is this gonna last?” 

“At least an hour, maybe longer. It’s trial by fire” Wade shrugged, stretching his arms over his head and yawning. “Man, I could nap right now” 

“Don’t fall asleep, tell me something interesting” 

“Okay well, have I ever told you about all the trolls movies?” Wade said, blinking to keep his eyes open. For the next half hour, Logan gave his full attention to Wade, listening intently. He wouldn’t admit it, but he loved listening to Wade ramble on about something he found interesting. “OH oh oh!! This is my favourite part!” Wade said pointing at the TV. “I did not hit her. It’s not true. It’s bullshit! I did not hit her, I did not! Oh hi, Mark” Wade quoted, doing the accent and everything. Logan smiled at the impression.

“I see why this is the worst movie,” he said, laughing. He didn’t want to admit he was having fun, but his actions gave it away. Wade smiled. 

“Look at you, enjoying yourself. I need to get you stoned more often” 

“Let's not make a habit of it” Logan said in a gruff voice, but he smiled afterwards. He grabbed the bag of pretzels and started eating. Food felt even more delicious than usual.

“There are other drugs we can try” 

“Absolutely not” 

[xm4g1c-m1r4x]

could you please write something for the batfam members and a reader who uses any pronouns, who has chronic pain and who's vigilante name is ghost

Through Pain and Shadows

(I tried my best! I hope you like it and lmk if I'm exadurating anything!! - xoxo Mira)

Debrief: As the Bat-family rallies around (Y/N), the vigilante known as Ghost, they remind them that chronic pain doesn’t have to be faced alone. Through their support and care, (Y/N) learns the value of leaning on their found family in both shadows and struggles.

Setting: Wayne Manor, late night after a mission.

The Bat-family was used to patching themselves up after long nights of crime-fighting. Tonight was no different—except for Ghost.

(Y/N) sat on the couch in the Batcave, gingerly removing their gloves. Their hands trembled slightly, the ache in their joints flaring after hours of combat. Though the mission had gone smoothly, the toll on their body was evident.

Tim was the first to notice. He approached with a bottle of water and a small grin. “You okay, Ghost? You’re looking a little pale. Paler than usual, I mean.”

(Y/N) chuckled softly, the sound tinged with exhaustion. “I’m fine, Red. Just the usual.”

Bruce, perched at the Batcomputer, turned to glance at them, his sharp eyes narrowing. “The usual shouldn’t mean pushing through pain you can’t handle. How bad is it?”

“It’s manageable,” (Y/N) said, brushing off the concern. They weren’t one to complain, even when their body begged them to.

Dick plopped down beside them, an easy smile on his face. “You’re too stubborn for your own good. I know that look. You’re hurting more than you’re letting on.”

Jason leaned against the wall, arms crossed, but his voice was softer than usual. “You know, no one’s going to think less of you for taking a break. Hell, I do it all the time. Self-care and all that.”

(Y/N) sighed, their shoulders slumping. “It’s not that simple. Chronic pain doesn’t take a break, even if I do.”

The room fell quiet for a moment. Damian, sitting nearby and cleaning his sword, spoke up without looking at them. “You shouldn’t let pride stop you from accepting help. Even warriors need rest.”

(Y/N) blinked, a little surprised by the youngest Wayne’s words, but they nodded. “I appreciate it, really. But sometimes, it’s just easier to push through.”

Barbara wheeled closer, her tone gentle but firm. “Pushing through can make things worse. You’re part of this family now, Ghost. That means we’ve got your back—whether it’s out there or here.”

Tim nudged (Y/N)’s arm. “She’s right. Besides, we have Alfred. Pretty sure he could heal a broken heart with tea and biscuits.”

As if summoned, Alfred appeared with a tray of tea and an ice pack. “Master Timothy exaggerates, but I do aim to provide. Here, Ghost, this will help with the swelling.”

(Y/N) couldn’t help but smile as they accepted the ice pack. “Thanks, Alfred.”

Jason smirked. “See? Told you. The man’s a miracle worker.”

Bruce stood, his expression softening. “You don’t have to do this alone, (Y/N). Being part of this team means leaning on each other when we need to. Don’t forget that.”

(Y/N) looked around at the family—these chaotic, protective people who had somehow become their own—and nodded. “Alright. I’ll try to remember that.”

Dick threw an arm around their shoulders, careful not to jostle them too much. “Good. Because we’re not letting you forget it.”

For the first time that night, (Y/N) allowed themselves to relax, letting the warmth of the family’s support ease the pain, if only a little.

[bonkie]

Princess Milk Bisquit de Q-pot

[sparkly-sediment]

Tf2 Mercs Weedequitte

Asks are open my little giggle biscuits!

Scout

He hands that joint back WET

Slobber dripping off the sides, the tips cold when you go to take a puff, and you can see the corner of his mouth glisten

If Scout ever got high he would have munchies and get scared. He would have to go outside and walk around, maybe even hug a tree for comfort

Coughing and gagging in the most annoying way possible. Like that one cat picture with its protruding tongue and watery eyes void of complex thought

Scout couldn’t handle a bong. Just couldn’t. Stick to a cold can of bang! He might try to make a bong outta a bang can, but he won’t figure it out

Soldier

Do not give him weed.

Do not give him anything.

Dont give him any drug hes insane nuts bonkers and, yes, even bananas

He took acid once by mistake. Ended up in Europe a year after the war ended

Soldier is borderline on a good day but king will spiral into a drug induced psychosis. There will be bugs, skin, and a whole lot of paperwork for Medic

Wouldn’t even smoke he’s a total fucking narc too

Says devils lettuce

Demoman

Uses every weed euphemism known to man

Mary J is his fav. Kush, grass, gas, doubie, all of them

Approaches Sniper while the poor bastard making his trek between camper and civilization. Demo does an insinuating chuckle and says, ‘let’s make love to that wee lass Mary J’

Sniper starts running

He prefers drinking but this guy smoked some grass back in the day. Doesn’t fuck around and can pass a blunt without falling out

In half baked, Demo is the guy who gets munchies and accidentally kills the horse

Will smoke with Sniper and always provides what he can or hits a curtesy role, but he doesn’t pursue weed much and if snipes didn’t share, probably wouldn’t smoke

It does help the pain from his missing eye!

Pyro

One time, he got wild.

Pyro burned down an entire pot grow and was absolutely spazzing off that za rolling his way down the mountain

They were on the astral plane the entire hike down. Pyro crashed through the trees, crawled, laughed hysterically, cried, and vomited. Pyro drank water from a creek thinking it was the fountain of immortality

Pyro befrinded a squirrle named Banabo Jo. He knew Jo and knew his people were wise and brave. Banabo Jo recognized Pyro’s mystical capabilities and ability to see beyond, thus creating a mutual respect and brotherhood.

Banabo Jo guided Pyro from the mountain top and into the Heart of the Valley. He watched over as Pyro awaited rescue and gave the sacred squirrel farewell through the van window

(hypersensitive to drug induced psychosis)

Heavy

Rolls a blunt on Medic’s back and smokes it while they fuck

Smokes weed but only pipes. Very rarely will roll with paper, typically in the aforementioned situation

He can do some of the smoke tricks like puffing out O’s. He cannot french inhale and tbh has a chronic stuffy nose 😏

Medic

Wholeheartedly believe in and support the usage of medical marijuana

Smoked a little weed in university, but his classmates were too scared of him to invite him to the smoke sesh

He kinda gives off narc vibes!! Completely chill though, unless he could gain from blackmailing you

Asks if Sniper wants to puff and Sniper is shocked! Medic uses pompous words like oder tho and not the German oder

Arches his back so Heavy can sprinkle some flower on him for the roll-hole ritual

Engineer

Scene in Top Gun, “we’re in the spirit world asshole!” HIM OKAY HIM

Builds intricate and sick as fuck bong structures, dab rigs, and some real crazy stoner shit.

He love getting blazed and tinker with something, but that did cost him the tip of his pinkie finger

He’s a lightweight and really just skims a hit or two and bounces

Totally hotboxes that fucking workshop

Spy

He’s a classy kind of smoker

No weed inside, at least not his house. Very discreet about it and even if he was just in the world’s foggiest hotbox, he would never snell like week

No weed smell ever it’s incredible

Mainly sticks to cigarettes but he will smoke with Sniper.

Smoking, whether it be weed or cigarettes, is a form of foreplay for them fr

He never has cotton mouth either

Sniper!!

Save the best for last bc he is a canon pothead

Sniper just tries to be a chill guy. Go to work, fire a gun, smoke some weed. Would he like more? Sure. But is he okay where he’s at? Good enough

The first to discover his gardening habit was Spy. The whole breaking and entering thing really gives away secrets

Sniper has SO MUCH TEA. Various team members come to him and smoke, which is cool with him. He prefers when they replenish his stash, though. Or at least give him something in return

When they smoke they also complain. Inhibitions are dropped and suddenly Sniper knows that Demo is pissed at Medic for not letting him drink rubbing alcohol, every though Demo knew it would kill him, because he and Pyro were trying to light a burp on fire

He only enjoys smoking with Spy and Ms. Pauling. Pauling is fun and they talk mad shit together, maybe do something stupid on a minor scale

Spy and Sniper venture into the bush if yk what im saying. Weed is just kinda a plus but Spy can get too zesty sometimes