#sawblades
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
Pale King when there’s sawblades at the function
#everyone walks like team skull grunt#hollow knight#Pokémon#pale king#pale king hollow knight#walk#at the function#sawblades#buzzsaws#meme#crossover#gif#edit
10 notes
·
View notes
Text
Why does this go so hard?!!
#pontiac#transport#pontiac transport#van#vankulture#vanculture#usdm#sawblades#corvette sawblades#super street#modified#street hunters#speed hunters#motortrend#modified van#tuner#import tuner#white#white van#vehicle#cool#rad#awesome#sweet#amazing#love it#love#need#want#sport van
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
2 notes
·
View notes
Video
youtube
How to Perfectly Weld Saw Blade Joints?
#youtube#Band saw joint welding#sawblades#metalfabrication#weldingtechniques#precisionwoodworking#metalworking
0 notes
Text
gold what the hell
"kill em with kindness" WRONG. CLOSE TO ME⚙️🪚🧲🪚⚙️⚙️🪚🧲⚙️🧲⚙️🧲⚙️🪚🪚🪚🧲🪚🧲⚙️⚙️🪚🧲🪚🪚⚙️🪚🧲🪚🪚⚙️🪚🧲🪚⚙️🪚🪚🧲🪚🧲⚙️🧲⚙️🪚🧲⚙️🪚⚙️🪚🧲🪚🧲🪚🧲⚙️🪚⚙️🧲🪚⚙️🧲🪚⚙️🧲🪚⚙️🧲⚙️🪚⚙️🧲🪚⚙️🧲⚙️🪚🧲🪚⚙️🧲⚙️🪚⚙️🧲🧲🧲⚙️🪚⚙️🪚⚙️🪚🪚⚙️🪚⚙️🪚🧲⚙️🪚⚙️🧲⚙️🧲🪚🧲🧲🪚🧲🪚🧲⚙️🧲🪚⚙️🪚🧲🧲🧲⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️🪚⚙️🪚⚙️🪚🪚⚙️🧲🧲🧲🧲🪚⚙️🪚⚙️🧲❤️⚙️🪚⚙️🪚⚙️🪚⚙️🧲🧲🪚⚙️🪚🧲🪚🧲⚙️🪚🧲🪚🧲⚙️🪚🧲🪚⚙️🪚⚙️🪚🧲⚙️🪚🪚🧲⚙️🪚🧲🪚🪚🪚⚙️🧲🪚⚙️🧲🧲🪚🪚🪚🪚🪚🪚🧲⚙️🪚🧲🪚🧲⚙️🪚🧲🪚🧲
116 notes
·
View notes
Photo
The order of continuous rim blade with professional quality are ready for shipment to Russia! Features: 1. The continuous rim blade is designed for accurate and high-quality cutting of a wide range of hard porcelain, wall tiles, floor tiles, granite, marble and artificial materials. 2. The final cut is clean and thin achieved by special technology in the steel core production, lighter weight of the blade and a super thin diamond layer of 1.2 mm. 3. This blade is available in diameters: 105mm(4”), 115mm (4.5") and 125mm (5") Sample orders are available. Welcome to contact with us to get more competitive price. WeChat /What’s APP: +86-13818566352 Website: www.protectools.cn Website: www.protecdiamondtools.com #diamondblades #diamondblade #diamondwheels #diamondtooling #diamondtoolsinternational #diamondtoolsmanufacturer #diamondtool #diamondtools #diamondsawblades #diamonddisc #cuttingdiscs #cuttingtools #cuttingblades #cuttingdiscforsale #cuttingtools #cuttingbladesspecialist #cuttingdiscsupplier #sawblade #sawbladeprojects #sawblades #ceramictools #ceramicblade #chinadiamondtools #ceramicsawblade #cuttingbladesspecialist #porcelianblade#rimblades #continuousblades #cuttingblades #cutgranite #cutceramic #cuttingdiscsupplier #diamondsawblades #diamonddiscs #countertop #wallceramics #cuttingdiamondblades https://www.instagram.com/p/Cq12K_WuQSr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#diamondblades#diamondblade#diamondwheels#diamondtooling#diamondtoolsinternational#diamondtoolsmanufacturer#diamondtool#diamondtools#diamondsawblades#diamonddisc#cuttingdiscs#cuttingtools#cuttingblades#cuttingdiscforsale#cuttingbladesspecialist#cuttingdiscsupplier#sawblade#sawbladeprojects#sawblades#ceramictools#ceramicblade#chinadiamondtools#ceramicsawblade#porcelianblade#rimblades#continuousblades#cutgranite#cutceramic#diamonddiscs#countertop
0 notes
Text
New suit goes hard
#my art#doom#doom the dark ages#doomguy#doomslayer#doom slayer#fur cape is so cool#the new sawblade shield too
820 notes
·
View notes
Note
MORE YAWNING SPRINGTRAP!!!!1!!!!1!!!
EMERALD TREE BOA YOU ARE SO PRECIOUS
#ask#art#sketches#springtrap#fnaf#snake#me desperately trying to convince myself why springtrap having metal sawblade teeth is not just an artistic choice
564 notes
·
View notes
Text
You know what, fuck you. *Turns the funny Angel and Machines into bugs*
My brother forced me to play through the Pantheon of Hallownest while I was taking a break from trying to P-Rank Layer 7. So now these exist.
I'm also planning to do Minos and Sisyphus Prime eventually, alongside maybe-possibly some enemies and the Earthmover.
HALLOWNEST IS DEAD FULL
SOUL IS FUEL
#my art#fanart#hollow knight fanart#hollow knight art#hollow knight#fandom crossover#fandom fusion#ultrakill#ultrakill fanart#v1 ultrakill#gabriel ultrakill#ultrakill art#v1 fanart#v1#v2 ultrakill#gabriel#v2#crossover#gabriel is a moth#I've been calling him Mothriel#the Vs are something between the kingsmolds and vessels#Mothriel sees V1 skittering around and decides that they need to die immediately#V2 doesn't get their arms ripped off in this AU (maybe)#Most of the guns and the knuckleblaster can be translated into different SOUL spells#The Vs have Sawblades#no Vessel is safe#Hollow Knight x Ultrakill#SOUL IS FUEL AU#ultrakill x hollow knight
426 notes
·
View notes
Text
mini redraw of the 3rd anni kanade card.. im obsessed
#kanade yoisaki#yoisaki kanade#project sekai#project sekai colorful stage#prsk#prsk fa#pjsk#project sekai fanart#i love u yoisaki kanade <333 my world my light#cloudy draws#art#fanart#my art#im procrastinating on arch work by drawing and honestly a decent use of stress relief#no clue what my prof wants from me rn but we will figure that out this week#2nd project is due in 2 weeks and i need to use a sawblade for wood#<- scared bc i passed out during the shop orientation LOL#but theres my update dont do arch school guys unless you love torturing yourself actively
470 notes
·
View notes
Photo
God of Tism
910 notes
·
View notes
Text
Stitches (Part II)
(Read Part I Here! used to be We Interrupt This Broadcast... changed the name because I feel like this fits better 😅)
Fandom: Hazbin Hotel
Pairing: Ler!Rosie, Ler!OC, Lee!Alastor (strictly platonic)
Content/Trigger Warnings: tickling, very brief blood mention, medical themes (non-graphic & painless). And again, this is set right after Alastor gets his ass handed to him by Adam, so you can expect some angst (don't worry, he gets better).
If there are any trigger warnings you'd like me to add in the future (and/or to this fic), PLEASE let me know! I am always happy to oblige. 💕
This is a ticklefic! If that's not your cup of tea, kindly move along.
"Almost ready" I said. "Basically finished" I said. Sorry y'all, the Chronic Illness Fairy struck. 😅 I will say this was my favorite part to write, but also the one I'm most uncertain about... bit more angst in this installment and I'm not much of an angst writer lol... but with Rosie in the mix (especially as a ler), angst never lasts long. 🥰
Also I changed the title. Hopefully it's not confusing that way... cuz without Part 1 this fic makes zero sense 😅
One last thing... I'm so happy y'all like Trudy! Was thinking about posting a lil sketch of her at some point (I need a new insomnia project now that this fic is done 😅). I've been having a truly awful few weeks on the anxiety front, so all the positive feedback on Part I has been quite literally making my days 💕
Hope you enjoy!!
--------------------------------------------------------------
"Ooh, you stubborn little bastard. You're still gonna refuse to laugh?" Rosie mutters.
Alastor doesn't dare try to speak. All he can manage is a defiant shake of his head.
"Look, my friend. If you 'don't mind a little tickling,' and getting all giggly is your specialty…" Rosie tweaks his bottom rib, eliciting a noise that comes just short of a squeak. "What, exactly, is the problem here?"
"I'm supposed to be in control!" he grinds out through his twitching grin.
"You are in control, sir." Trudy abruptly withdraws her hands, holding them up innocently. "You can tell me to stop at any time."
Alastor cringes. He was sorta hoping no one would point that out.
"Which is why I find it so fascinating that you haven't yet." A sly smirk creeps across Rosie's face.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
"I- I'm humoring you!"
"Humoring me?" Rosie tilts her head. "My dear, I hope you're not doing this just for my sake. If you don't want Trudy to check for further injury-"
"No, I do! O-on my terms!"
"This is on your terms."
"Yes, but-"
"In fact, you insisted."
He stumbles again, before mumbling another meager, "…to humor you!"
Trudy shoots her boss a disoriented look - but Rosie, as usual, is hearing her friend loud and clear.
"Alastor." Rosie rolls her eyes, gestures for Trudy to step aside, and scoots over to place a hand on his knee. "Adam is dead. Everyone in hell thinks you're either succumbing to your wounds in some remote gutter or hiding in whatever alternate dimension you just spent the last seven years. You're not even 'on air'." She leans in. "You can drop the act for a moment, if it's what you need."
That certainly hits the mark. For the first time, Alastor's smile falters - not completely dropping, but certainly losing much of the strained quality it's had since he arrived.
"I wish I could, my dear."
Encouraged, Rosie continues. "Well, what's stopping ya? As much as I love spending time with Alastor the Radio Demon… if you wanna take this opportunity to let out whoever's underneath that effervescent grin of yours, you know we wouldn't mind."
Alastor swallows - and for the first time in a decades, Rosie finds his expression difficult to read. "Rosie, I'm afraid I can't really..."
"I mean, you've been holding that same silly show-host-smile for years! Don't tell me you've never gotten tired of it!"
"It's sewn on, Rosie."
"…What?"
He hesitates. "Let's just say today wasn't the first time I've been, ah... stitched up." As he speaks, he gestures to his toothy grin. And for once, there's not a trace of distortion in his voice.
Rosie's dark eyes go wide when she realizes what he means. The cannibal overlord just stands there for a beat, in an uncharacteristic moment of shock.
But, being Rosie, she quickly recovers. "Well, so what?"
"I'm just saying, I'm afraid I can't really drop the act."
"Nonsense! Since when has your act had anything to do with your face?" Rosie flicks her hand, as if brushing the thought aside. "Who cares if you can't show genuine Alastor. I wanna hear him."
"But my microphone..."
"You're doing just fine without it."
Once again, this attempt at reassurance only makes Alastor look more disturbed. "Th-this can't be me!"
"...Well, no. This right here sure isn't the Alastor I know. But…"
Alastor is barely listening to her anymore. His broadcast persona has been his sole identity since he was alive. Now his radio tower has been reduced to rubble, his microphone snapped clean in half, even his carefully-styled clothing left in tatters…
If this is the Genuine Alastor he's now stuck with - panicked, stuttering, weak - he can't imagine how he'll ever be able to face the rest of hell…
But these racing thoughts are once again interrupted by nails tracing up his sides. A sharp yelp cuts the air as poor Alastor just about jumps out of his skin.
"…Perhaps I can offer a little help?" Rosie suggests gently, once she has his undivided (and adorably flustered) attention. "On your terms, of course?"
Alastor just gazes back at her for a long moment. "What do you have in mind?"
"I happen to know something about you that even you can't fake."
The radio demon hesitates… before heaving a sigh and, to Rosie's surprise, giving a small nod of consent.
She breaks into a brilliant (and frankly terrifying) smile.
Before Alastor can brace himself, Rosie's hands have both found his sides and begun working into his waist. Having just watched him squirm around under Trudy's thorough probing twice (and adored every second of it), she already has a pretty good idea of where his worst spots are.
Which is made abundantly clear by Alastor's reaction. Within seconds he's gone from still trying to hold it all in by habit, to giggling into his hands, to cackling hysterically.
And it's the kind of laughter she's spent the last seven years missing. This isn't the confident, taunting chuckle he brings out for battles or brushing off rivals; this is bright, helpless, occasionally hiccuping laughter, the kind that is nearly impossible for him to stop once he starts - and the kind she only has the privilege of hearing when something truly amuses him.
"You can't sew your laughter on," Rosie reminds him. "This is all yours."
Rosie's fingers creep up under his shirt to scribble on bare tummy, adding a couple new sweet spots to her mental catalogue. This technique brings out even more of her favorite little quirks: the way he bats playfully (and completely ineffectually) at her wrists; his repeated attempts to speak around his laughter that only result in frantic spurts of incomprehensible, giggle-laced gibberish.
As she traces her nails across his lower belly she also finds a tiiiny layer of unexpected pudge. Which probably shouldn't surprise her - he's been out of the battle scene for seven years, after all. All those deer carcasses have to go somewhere.
Regardless, she finds it terribly endearing for some reason... and the surge of affection translates into a corresponding surge in the intensity of Rosie's tickles.
"AHaha! Ro- Rosie!" he blurts, his voice jumping a full octave higher than normal. "Stop!!"
Rosie removes her hands immediately. "Stop?"
"Aha- ah- well- I mean, er…" He stumbles breathlessly, and gives a sheepish cough.
"You didn't really want me to stop, did you?"
Rosie resumes with a chuckle, reeling herself in just a little. "How 'bout we say... oh... 'enough,' if you really want me to quit?"
Of course, she has to go and say it out loud.
"M-more of a reflehex..." he admits reluctantly.
Alastor tosses a shaky thumbs-up at her, already too lost in his own giggles to manage a verbal reply.
And he's gotta admit… Rosie was absolutely right. He wouldn't stop her right now for all the souls in hell. There's a reason Alastor has the most recognizable evil cackle of any other overlord. He can't help but find dissolving into laughter as cathartic and exhilarating as always - even if this time, it's not at some poor soul's misfortune. It's a result of his best friend's affection for her darling deer demon.
"As fun as getting your soft little belly is," Rosie muses, pausing to let Alastor catch his breath for a moment, "I can't help but wonder if you're ticklish anywhere else…"
Alastor may be off the air, but Rosie can practically hear the screech of microphone feedback just by the look on his face. "….I plead the fifth."
"Have you considered his ears?" Trudy pipes up shyly. While she'd managed to restrain herself behind an impeccably professional bedside manner earlier, it had taken everything in her power not to stroke Alastor's ears when she'd been close enough to do so. They were just. so. fluffy.
"Ohhh, heavens…" Alastor, for his part, curls in on himself at the mere suggestion.
Rosie grins. "Hey, 'no' is always an option."
A long pause. Alastor can't believe he's considering this. But the sensation of being tickled, as unbearable as it is, does feel awfully pleasant… and it's been so long since anyone has dared to touch him…
And what else does he have to lose at this point, anyway?
"I suppose if you're… very gentle…"
"Are you aware that your ears are the softest thing in the nine circles?"
This stipulation ends up backfiring. When it comes to his ears, gentle is worse. So, so much worse.
Poor Alastor is too busy clutching his stomach and snickering madly into his sleeve to reply.
"I should know, I work in retail. These right here-" Rosie traces her fingers down the feathery-soft edges, sending the radio demon into a new round of hysterics. "-Would fetch a pretty penny."
"They're nohot for saHA-ale!!"
"Nooo, I should say not." Rosie's hapless victim lurches back into the cushions as her fingers find the fluffy region at the base of his ears. Even without the microphone, his cackles have no problem filling the room. "You're the only demon classy enough to wear them."
"And don' you - GAHaha! - f-forget it!" He's so drunk on laughter now that he's beginning to slur his words. His careful elocution has gone the same place as his steady tone, and lack of stutter.
Luckily, he's also far too drunk on laughter to care.
...Right about there, Rosie notices that the faint hum of radio static in the air is no longer just in her head.
He is laughing his heart out for the first time in weeks. Genuinely laughing for the first time in decades. And laughing completely for himself, for his own enjoyment, without need for intimidation or control or image or audience, for the first time since long before he died.
While Trudy typically can't say much for her self-preservation instinct, she's got enough of one to feel hesitant joining her boss in tickling the most powerful overlord in hell (outside the pretense of medical intervention, at least). So she just stands back, watching fondly as The Most Dangerous Overlord This Side of the Pentagram utterly destroys the deer demon.
...At least, until she notices a flicker of green light out of the corner of her eye. Lying forgotten on the end table, the splintered ends of Alastor's microphone are sparking and crackling like live wires.
The surgeon creeps over for a closer look, staring in fascination. And then - just as Rosie gets poor Alastor behind the ears and delivers a scribble to his tummy at the same time - she ever-so-gently nudges the fractured ends closer to one another.
To her surprise, a bright green spark arcs clear across the gap. For a fraction of a second, the whole staff radiates a flash of a familiar green glow.
--------------------------------------------------------------
"Keep him laughing, Rosie," Trudy murmurs over her shoulder. It appears the Radio Demon's downfall will be nothing more than an intermission.
Thanks for being so patient with me y'all! Hope it was worth the wait 💕
💜- Cozy
#lee!alastor#ler!rosie#ticklish!alastor#oh deer he's ticklish#hazbin hotel tickling#hazbin hotel tickles#ticklefic#dr. trudy sawblade#my ocs
86 notes
·
View notes
Text
sawblade fiercely guards his banana
194 notes
·
View notes
Text
Live Laugh Love Trans Mr Demi
#This is a swap au btw he swaps with Ms. Bloomie so that’s why he has a sawblade hand#Fpe#fundamental paper education#Miss Sasha#Ms Sasha#mister demi#Mr Demi#FPE Swap au#Transgender#Trans#pride month#queer#lgbtq#lgbtq+#shitpost#what the fuck#am i doing with my life.#idk what im doing#Transmasc#Miss Grace#ms grace#mister demi x miss sasha#Miss Sasha x Mister Demi#Ms Sasha x Mr Demi#Mr Demi x Ms Sasha
76 notes
·
View notes
Text
starting a collection
[image id: several images of Corin Wickes from ZZZ pointing a gun at the viewer. her face looks sad or panicked in all of them. end id.]
#im also the kind of girl who plays fortnite by going *BANG* ssorry *BANG* s o rry *BANG* sorryyyy#corin wickes#zzz#zzz corin#corin zzz#guns#tw gun#i love you cringefail sawblade maid#feel free to use these btw it's all official art
53 notes
·
View notes
Text
you know who has generator rex on the brain???
(maybe he can wear noah's jacket. as a treat)
#little. machine mechanic my beloved#what wonderful body horror in this show#generator rex#genrex#he makes me unwell#the potential in episode 19 gave me extreme brainworms#what a treat of a show#has. hmmmmmmm chainsaw man vibes?#yes. small sawblade teen fights giant monsters in the streets.#abrielart#fanart
273 notes
·
View notes