#paper towel roll

[thenewjankyworkshop]

Making a Paper Towel Holder (Metalworking)

I needed a paper towel holder. Instead of just buying a cheap one from the dollar store, I wanted to make a better one and DIY it from 1/4" steel round bar.

I needed a paper towel holder. Instead of just buying a cheap one from the dollar store, I wanted to make a better one and DIY it from 1/4″ steel round bar. Using a blowtorch, a hammer, and a drill, I make this simple but elegant (if not rustic) paper towel holder for the basement. Watch the video here: ✅For more metalworking videos, check out this playlist 🛠️Tools and supplies used in this…

[toastytoaster22]

ITS THAT TIME OF YEAR FOLKS

He got a makeover. No more star, but he has lights

[nitas-adventures]

Puppy says good morning :)

[journey-to-the-attic]

lucifer's never gonna recover from this

[pauls1967moustache]

[mintjeru]

happy birthday yuder!! you aren't alone anymore

✨ turning fanweek ✨

day 6 yuder's birthday | free day

open for better quality | no reposts

[twiclipse]

in honor of me turning in my two weeks at petsmart: the most insane customer interaction i ever had there

[mpekamitzii]

Redraw of something i realised i never posted to quote. Yes

Michelle and Nora !!!!

[gum-iie]

not a day goes by where i don’t lament his god awful style

[stinkybrowndogs]

Why does the Wikipedia old english sheepdog look like this

[elusive-mayfly]

If Vash was reverse-isekai-ed

There was something in the night sky. A bright light. Was it a star? No, it couldn’t be a star, it was too bright and… getting bigger? Was it safe to get closer? But get closer how? How does one get closer to the sky? How was no one else seeing this? You felt like you should be scared, at the very least more cautious. This was potentially a supernatural event and you were at the centre of it. The hair on the back of your neck stood upwards. Someone else might have taken that as a sign to run, but… it felt like something was calling to you. Something was there and you had to see what it was, no matter what

When Vash appeared in this world, it was like he was brought here on a falling star. A mysterious light in the night sky that kept growing and growing and growing until it fell to earth and landed with a large impact. It was a miracle no one else was around to see this phenomenon.

There would be a moment of disbelief. How can this be the real Vash the Stampede? He's a character. But the supernatural falling star and the prosthetic arm are enough to convince you there was more to this person than what you could see on the surface.

Vash was entirely disoriented. He was screaming. Panicking. It took a second to realize he was not where he was just minutes ago. A few minutes ago, he was fighting his brother as they plummeted back to No Man's land. There should have been an explosion, Vash right at the center, but instead he was here.

He'd have a lot of questions, a lot you wouldn't be able to answer.

But it's a no brainer that it would be easier to talk things over in a secluded and safe environment, so when you offer to take Vash home, he follows. Besides, where else would he go?

Accepting that he was in a new world where he was safe took a long time. He didn't have to be looking over his shoulder for danger every few minutes. He could finally relax and not have to worry about what he thought was the inevitable: destruction around every corner that he was desperately running from.

There would be nights where he would try to sneak off without a goodbye. Whether it was because he felt like he was being a burden or because he still hadn't accepted he and the people around him were safe, he would try to leave a few times in the first few months of him being around. It took a lot of patience and compassion to convince him he could stay without consequences.

Having him stay was hard, though. He had no identification. He couldn't get a real job. He would do as much housework as he could to try and compensate for his living expenses, but there was only so much he could do. What if he got sick? What if something happened? There'd be a lot to work out and a lot of backup plans upon backup plans that you two would discuss.

It became a strict rule to not leave the house with his prosthetic attached. That kind of tech doesn't exist in our world and would draw too much attention if seen by other people.

It also became a rule of how many doughnuts he could have in one day. Doughnuts are cheap. You don't equate the price of doughnuts to the price of bullets in this world. You can get a half a dozen for less than six dollars depending on where you went. And so, you almost felt like a bartender making sure your customer didn't overindulge. One doughnut per day.

There was something so satisfying about watching Vash expand his interests. He had time to do things he thought he'd never be able to do, and there were many things he had enjoy that would never have been accessible to him in his own world. With expendable money, you both would often attend classes to learn or expand on different hobbies such as playing sports, baking, or making handmade crafts. One taste of freedom and Vash wanted more, he wanted to experience everything the world could offer to him at least once just to know what it'd be like.

He was enthralled with your world. Animals and nature all around were something he hadn't truly experienced before and he was enamored with it. He'd often go out just to sight see or people watch just to get a glimpse of what he could be and what he could enjoy.

It took him a tremendously long time to accept he was dancing on the edge of being real and not. He definitely was real, he was there and that was a fact. But he came from something not real, a fictional world.

He'd often watch the show he came from and would read online the manga that it originated from. It was interesting to him to see the scenes from his memory play out in a different perspective. It was both painful to revisit the crux of his existence, but soothing to hear the voices of people he missed. He would play scenes of him, Rem, and Nai over and over again. This window to his world was so close but so far.

Vash came to his own conclusions and found his own way to cope with it. He learned to accept that his world was very real to him even if it wasn't real to anyone else. But there's this faraway look he gets when he thinks about home, a place he may never see again with people he may never know again. That never went away.

[moomeecore]

all the people behind the "it's not that bad you're just being dramatic" posts abt the new episodeesss. i wish i was you. i am being so dramatic right now but it is against my will. i tried SO hard to like them. this is why i have fallen into a state of disrepair upon realizing that i really, genuinely, don't.

[shutupandplayasong]

She was a fairy 🧚‍♀️

[lokidotir]

It makes me sad when people forget these boys can retract into their shells.

The fanfic writers make them scientifically as the Turtle species, and forget the lair games episode during bowling when we CLEARLY see Leo AND Donnie pull into they're shell. Donnie does it more often, like in the Purple Dragons, and when shelldon ran away.

I still love those stories I find anyway.

They may be different species, but I think since they were all in the same ooze at the same time, they shared a little bit of each other's traits.

[phonydiaries]

every single time Basil goes to Dorian's house I want to grab him firmly by the shoulders, shake him like a ragdoll and tell him to GET A FUCKING GRIP