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eclipse today
#lab notes#but make sure to use glasses. if you do. don't blind yourself#I had to jerryrig a nasa-approved cereal box projector because I didn't realize how sold out they would be here
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baby fever got so bad that i made a baby sling out of a scarf to carry around a weighted stuffed animal 😭 what the actual fuck is going on
#mal's shitposts#although i will say im impressed with myself for managing to jerryrig a baby sling out of a scarf#but seriously. what#don’t reblog this it’s so embarrassing#hence why i’m posting it on the embarrassing posts website and not anywhere else
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I'm so hungry but we don't have really any food and my sister has a colonoscopy tomorrow so we're not doing anything for dinner wawawaaa
#I guess I'm gonna have to jerryrig something#we have air fryer potato skins with cheese and bacon I guess I'll have some of those
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moments like this are where a karma system like the earlier games would be pretty neat but instead either option kinda just feels meaningless. which is a bit of a shame honestly
#folon spoilers#no i do not expect a bunch of hobby modders to successfully jerryrig fo4 to have karma#but like just saying
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blew a damn coolant line in my heater core and leaked out all my coolant. i wasn't far from home so i limped back okay but now i gotta spend my last day with dorie here fixing the damn thing 😑 thank you ford for using dogshit plastic connectors for a hose that gets to like 400 degrees. what a cool and well thought out idea 👍
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love astarion very much. but halsin has kind of captured my heart .
#i need to figure out how to jerryrig my quote unquote ''gaming'' laptop to run bg3 good#even on lowest settings it chugs im like PLEEEEASE!!!!!!!!#cupid.txt
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It seems to be broken now but there was a site called "There, I Fixed It" that was all kinds of stuff like this! It madd for great entertainment.
I don't know what's in the air in Brazil that makes Brazilian people genuinely batshit. We're just built different
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Found my candle snuffer and my pieces of sunstone and bloodstone while unpacking some stuff earlier, so I felt obligated to light some stuff to recharge them.
#the wax is gonna be a pain to get out of the lame#but since i don't have any sterile lancets i cant do real blood#theistic satanism#theistic luciferianism#(the frame in the background is eventually going to get a picture of Lucifer in it to hold me over until I can get my genie du mal repica)#(the alter is a little jerryrigged- but I'm happy with it!)#personal
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Alright so with the Aeldarie and Orks topic closed and with that the War in the Sky
I want you to take out a comfortable position and get your snacks
Because it is time to talk about
The Rise of Humanity
-alz
Already here bbg
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Broke all my tablet pen nibs. Booooooooo
#i've been wanting to post more digital art too#the funniest thing is I went through 6 in 2 months because I bought the wrong ones and jerryrigged them into working on my s pen pro
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hi baby
thinking about spencer reid so i ran to your inbox. yk those videos of gfs pranking their bfs saying they filled their cars up with diesel to see how they'll react. i'm imagining doing that to spencer, but maybe with something more relevant to him and you're like feigning cluelessness and he's SO patient with you. like okay! or he immediately knows you're lying because he knows your tells (profilers 🙄) and he wants to see how far you'll go with the gag
ughhh i say im not writing until exams are over but then this happens (ILOVEYOU)
he soo plays along for a little but like cmon. its spencer fucking reid he knows every one of your tells, has them catalogued in a little filing cabinet in his brain
imagining non-bau reader and he's been dogging on you to get a security system for your place because he has a heart attack everytime he sees you use a burgler lamp as the extent of your safety
and he comes over after a day of work to find you on the couch like :)) spence i got cameras, new locks and an extra-strong burglar-repelling light on the door :))
and of course he's like what the fuck is a repelling light and you've jerryrigged one of those red led lights on your front door
and you're soooo excited to prank him and going through your entire rehearsed story about how the guy gave me a great deal! its going to lower the likelihood of burglars coming near the door by 47% and only 150 dollars!
its so fucking cute because at first he's all wide-eyed and nodding (like that scene where rossi tells a joke and he's trying to understand), thinking maybe you've found something he doesn't know about, but he quickly notices how you're tapping your hands and trying to stop your leg from twitching and he realises that you're trying to pull one over on him
he lets you finish your story and attempts to look like he's fallen for it, but you know him just as well, profiler or not, and you can tell immediately that he hasn't bought it
you get a little huffy and annoyed that you couldn't pokerface your way through it but then he says something sickening like
I'm sure that would've worked on anyone other than me, but I spend the most time out of anyone in the world looking at you, of course I know every expression you make, angel.
and then its all cutesy teehee
#knowing each other's every microexpression <33333 when will it be my turn#mie chats#mie writes#alisha <3#spencer.r#spencer reid#spencer reid x reader#spencer reid imagine#criminal minds#criminal minds x reader#spencer reid fanfiction#im pretty sure a repelling light isnt a thing right
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What’s in a cape, but the hopes and dreams of the one who bears it?
What’s in a cape, but shelter and warmth for those that receive its protection?
What’s in a hero suit, but a person that’s determined to die in it?
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Long before Danny Phantom died in his hazmat suit, Bruce Wayne donned his cowl to dive between Gotham and the bullets with faces engraved on them. His cape began to signify fear, for those that harmed Gotham knowingly. But for the rest, it became a sign of protection, of promised vengeance against the crime committed.
And for a select few, the cape was a shelter during cold and rainy patrols. For Tim Drake, the third Robin, it was a warmth he’d never experience past those moments.
When Danny Fenton became Danny Phantom, he’d had wanted to have a cape like the crusader.
Danny wasn’t sure if he wanted to shelter or be sheltered.
But eventually, as things escalated and Danny found himself with less time for normal, personal things, that wish shuddered to an ember. After all, Danny had learned that he doesn’t get the luxury of protection. Not anymore. Which meant he had to be the one doing the protecting. A thousand miles away, as Danny came to terms with it on a clear Amity night, Robin was huddled beneath Batman’s cape to shelter from the pelting rain that came often with Gotham’s gloom.
When Danny got pulled along, invisible and attached to Robin’s side as the vigilante got thrown into a prison, he witnessed Robin talk to his evil older Batman self.
He’s visible again before he knew it, startling the two versions of Robins. Ice slammed into the Robin that became Batman as memories rung through Danny’s head. Where Robin was, stood himself. Where the Evil Robin Batman laid on the floor, covered in glowing ice, was Dan.
Danny died, and became a hero. He just had the unfortunate luck to live to see himself become the villain.
He would never allow Robin to go through it alone, not when Danny had his family and friends to fall back on. Robin, in this cage, ripped away from his team and in the midst of an argument with Batman, was painfully so.
“I’m Phantom.” Danny introduced himself. “Looked like you were in a bit of a spot. I’m sorry for butting in, if you wanted to take care of him yourself.”
“Robin.” Robin was wary. That’s okay. “How are you here?”
“That one’s on you, actually.” Danny glanced around. “Let’s get out of here before edgy future you wakes up. The ice won’t melt, and it’ll be hard to break, but I honestly don’t want to stick around for him to wake up.”
“Can you move him?” Robin eyed their cell contemplatively.
“Sure.”
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“That seemed personal, earlier.”
Danny nodded. “Yeah. Had the displeasure of meeting an alternate evil version of myself that lost everyone I loved. Kind of hit a sore spot there.”
“…right.”
“No worries, you’re good. My friends and family promised to stay away from explosive sauce.”
“That’s good. So… where do you live?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know, weather boy?” Danny somersaulted in space next to Robin’s jerryrigged space ship. “Anyways, we’re friends now, so I’ll make sure you don’t live to see yourself become a villain.”
“See, that sounded like a threat.”
“It’s not! I don’t kill! And besides, if you were dead, you’d probably be a ghost, and you’d kick my ass for killing you!”
“Are you implying you’re dead?”
“Not an implication. I’m dead. Kind of. Half. I’m still breathing even if I kind of don’t need to. So, where are your friends?”
Danny will be damned before he let his new friends die in their suits, even if they make the job incredibly hard for him. After all, there’s only room for one dead hero on the team, and that’s him.
#dc x dp crossover#young justice#Tim Drake#I made myself sad#danny phantom#bruce wayne#danny fenton#nasty burger and their explosive sauce#new business idea: jokerized fries and the explosive sauce#I’m poking fun at joker#and Jason#kind of
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So has anyone really put together just how ridiculous it is for Viago to show up with his poisoned balista bolts in the Fire and Ice quest?
Think about it. How do they get the balista from Treviso to the freaking Anderfels?
Obviously, the only way to get there is through the Crossroads. But think about how much work would be needed for that to happen
First, they've got to jerryrig some sort of pulley system in order to hoist the balista up to the rafters of the casino. Because that's where the eluvian is
Then, they have to go through the eluvian and find their way to the docks in the Crossroads, potentially having to fight Antaam and guardians
Once they get to the dock, they have to hope that the Caretaker shows up and will ferry them over to the Anderfels dock
Once they make it there, then they have to fight darkspawn in order to get to the Hossberg Wetlands
Then after they go through that eluvian, they have to walk through Lavendel, which has no Wardens (cause they're all fighting) and civilians who probably start to panic, thinking they're being invaded
After that, they have to walk through half the wetlands, fighting darkspawn and having to keep pushing the balista out of the damn mud
And then, when they finally make it to the battlefield, Viago makes them wait, just so he can swoop in with perfect timing and save the day
(And once the battle is done? Do you really think that Viago is going to leave proprietary balista bolts lying around? Where anyone could study them? Nope. They now have to turn right around and head back towards Treviso
But Viago really doesn't mind. He really liked the fade ferry ride)
#hippo's dragon age tag#hippo's veilguard tag#viago de riva#antivan crows#dragon age#veilguard#dragon age spoilers#veilguard spoilrs#dav#this haunts me late at night
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Night hunter had been released into a 'Teach the Police Officer' trial through the familiar metal doors. The telltale siren went off announcing his appearance. However, he heard a clunk and the sound of electricity sparking and sizzling on the floor.
He peered behind him, curiously, and studied the doors that now hung open like a hungry mouth.
"Stupid Murkoff tech." he complained.
Something was always breaking down around here. He was still impressed that his clearly jerryrigged apparatus hadn't electrocuted him into an early grave.
"Fuck this shit. Waste of my time." he cursed quietly and started to prowl for his next victim.
Selene was having an awful day so far. As punishment for fraternizing too much with her favorite Ex-Pop she had been assigned to “Group Therapy” with a fairly new Reagent. With Coyle as the Prime Asset, of all things. Her usual tactics did very little to help her against the cop and his relentless way of running them down scared her. Ironic, considering who’s company she preferred, but of course Сова usually didn’t want to mutilate her afterwards…
The Reagent she had been assigned to help had been dragged off somewhere a while ago and now Selene was hiding in a barrel. At the sound of the elevator alarm she wonders just what else might be in store for her and listens intently, chewing her bottom lip.
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First time doing a title inset so thanks to @keystonepublishing for the wonderful typeset on a piece of not very well known piece Malayan (before the Malaysian Federation existed) history on the local version of The American Red Scare.





I fucked up the Bradel binding and had to jerryrig a fix which probably made the hinges a bit too stiff so I ended up with a not-ideal throw-up (yes that's the actual term)

And here's some process photos



Yes I used an expensive bottle of foraged wild jungle honey to apply directed pressure to shape the inset on the cover after applying the book cloth lol.
#bookbinding#salty teeth bookbinding#historical binding#keystonepublishing#malayan history#communist history#historical psyops
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