#deadbolts

[plplocks]

A Comprehensive Guide to Making Your Home Locks More Secure

In today’s world, ensuring the security of your home is of paramount importance. Your home is your sanctuary, where you and your loved ones should feel safe and protected at all times. One of the fundamental aspects of home security is the strength and reliability of your locks. By taking proactive steps to enhance the security of your locks, you can significantly reduce the risk of burglary and unauthorized entry. In this comprehensive guide, we will explore various strategies and techniques to make your home locks more secure.

Upgrade to High-Security Locks:

Traditional pin and tumbler locks are vulnerable to picking and bumping techniques used by intruders. Consider upgrading to high-security locks, such as smart locks or locks with advanced anti-pick and anti-bump features. These locks offer enhanced protection against unauthorized access and provide you with greater control over who can enter your home.

Reinforce Door Frames and Strike Plates:

Strengthening the door frames and strike plates of your exterior doors is essential for preventing forced entry. Install heavy-duty strike plates with longer screws to anchor them securely into the door frame. Additionally, consider reinforcing the doorjamb with metal or steel reinforcements to prevent it from being kicked in during a burglary attempt.

Install Deadbolts:

Deadbolts are one of the most effective deterrents against forced entry. Install deadbolt locks on all exterior doors, including front and back doors, as well as garage and patio doors. Opt for deadbolts with a minimum one-inch throw bolt and hardened steel inserts to resist drilling and sawing attacks.

Utilize Keyless Entry Systems:

Keyless entry systems offer convenience and security by eliminating the need for traditional keys. Consider installing electronic keypad locks or smart locks that allow you to enter your home using a unique PIN code or smartphone app. These systems also enable you to grant temporary access to trusted individuals, such as house guests or service providers, without the need for physical keys.

Read more at: A Comprehensive Guide to Making Your Home Locks More Secure

#Home security #Lock upgrades #High-security locks #Deadbolts #Keyless entry systems #Door reinforcement #Window locks #Sliding door security #Home security systems #Surveillance cameras

[toolreview68]

Smart deadbolts are one of the most common and useful home security devices. They are used to lock and unlock doors, as well as to monitor who is entering or leaving a home. There are many different models on the market, and each one has its own advantages. This article will help you choose which is best for you.

#best deals #deadbolt #deadbolts #best deadbolt #smart deadbolt #best smart deadbolt #smart deadbolt 2022 #review #tool review

[cipheramnesia]

Based on life experience.

#guy did not try doorbell at all seemed confused when i asked if it was broken #pounded like he was police with a search warrant then tried to figure out the lock code #i have started deadbolting and locking every door since

[dragonroilz]

#hotline miami #hotline miami jacket #deadbolt #my art #hydrogen #and blood on the dance floor #go surprisingly well together

[elljayvee]

Earlier today I could not find DIY help for a problem with my deadbolt because everything turning up on a search was AI-generated nonsense. I solved it myself. Here is an actual human-written and human-illustrated help file in case you, too, are having this damn problem with a deadbolt.

The deadbolt had worked loose (probably due to old screws + my kids yanking on it a lot) and was too deep for the door. It had started out flush with the door but now stood out from it and you could slide things behind it. Suboptimal! Illustration of The Problem:

To fix this is very simple. For me the hardest part was figuring out where my Phillips head screwdriver (the kind with the little cross on it, not the flat kind) had gotten to. In my case, the only things I needed were a Phillips head screwdriver and my door keys.

How to fix this:

- take off the interior faceplate. Mine is held on with very short screws; some interior faceplates have a little latch you have to press underneath, though.

- underneath the faceplate you will see the extremely long screws that adjust how deep, exterior-to-interior, your lock apparatus goes. The bolt for the lock runs at right angles to this apparatus. The screws are too loose and that's why the lock is too deep.

- hold the exterior side of the lock flush against the door

- tighten the long screws (but don't overtighten! you don't want to strip them)

- put your keys in and check that you can still turn the bolt all right. if not, loosen the screws, line it up, and retighten.

- replace faceplate

The whole fix took me about ONE MINUTE once I found my screwdriver.

#DIY #fixing a loose deadbolt

[antonio0gamer]

deadbolt fanarts! i just love that game i hightly recommend

#pixelart #pixel art #ドット絵 #pixel illustration #aseprite #pixel #art #digital art #pixel graphics #deadbolt

[the-shotce-newsletter]

“Hey, guys!”

Operation Deadbolt: even on downtime you’re still partially kitted out. I like to think of 141 joining Soap on the project after finishing off Makarov (clearly Soap didn’t die and just got reassigned), and find that he’s added a tactical kilt to his wardrobe and likes to braid his Mohawk when he doesn’t have time to groom. He’s also always on the hunt for adoptable Hellhounds that he, Fang and Dobbs have fun naming. I HC he invented the monkey bombs. (Shhhh let me have this)

#john soap mactavish #neil ellice #johnny soap mactavish #johnny mactavish #zombies!soap #operation deadbolt #captain john soap mactavish #call of duty #modern warfare zombies #modern warfare #my art #look ma i tried to draw a background #task force 141

[pac1fythehunger]

Additional luggage included a lighter, receipts and a small photo album.

#mr hopoo games is that a FUCKING deadbolt reference . #because. i owe you my eternal gratitude #risk of rain #risk of rain returns #risk of rain miner #ror #rorr #deadbolt #paci art #BILLIONS must reap #friendship with mercenary ended now miner is my best friend #not really but it WAS a first pick win:) #melee characters in this game are just cracked

[duplicitywrites]

Myrtle Warren dies. You are once again too late, too late in all the ways that matter.

Tom doesn’t even care. He stands in your office, straight backed, and his gaze is dismissive, almost flippant.

“You went to Horace?” you demand.

“I attend his Slug Club meetings, you know this.”

“You went to him for help!” you snarl, waving your arms. “You, Tom, up to your neck in dark magic, practically fucking drenched in it, look at you—” The diary wedged under his arm. The water stains lined around the hem of his robes. The utter apathy you see in his eyes. “Did you think at all?” you snap. “Think what might have happened if you had been caught?” 

Though he’s half a head shorter than you, he meets your rage with a cold smile. 

“Jealous, are we? Father?”

You bristle. “Tom.”

“I bought him a gift,” Tom continues, “with your money. To sweeten him up.” He passes the diary from one hand to the other. So casual a gesture for something so precious. “He does love his crystallized pineapple.”

The barb stings more than it should. “You are horrible,” you say bluntly. “You are a horrible boy, Tom, and I can’t believe I ever thought this would work—”

Tom barks a laugh, just the way you remember it from the chamber as a child, and you are once again a means to an end, brutalized by his path to greatness.

I killed you once, you think furiously. I killed you seven times over, and I could do it again.

“Anything I want,” Tom says, sidling up to you. The scent of dark magic, bitter and cloying, curls around him like a serpent. He has risen to highs that you cannot fathom—the glory of immortality, power, and bloodlust. “Anything at all. Isn’t that what you promised me?”

Next, Tom reaches for his tie, loosening the knot and tugging it down. You are momentarily fixated by the fluid movement of his hands. “You have always been so good at making me happy,” he tells you, dropping the fabric to the floor. “It may be time I return the favour.”

#updates #tomarry #misc #another one-shot in the works #deadbolt

[din-miller]

Natant

Pairing: Joel Miller x f!reader

Word count: 1.1k

Summary: Joel teaching Ellie to swim as you watch from the sidelines

Warnings: can be read as either tlou tv show or the game, fluff, Joel being a nervous wreck each time Ellie's head is underwater, set in Jackson, no spoilers for part 2 fyi, Joel might be a little ooc but the dudes finally fucking happy.

A/N: sorry about the odd gif, couldn't find one that was tlou related.

° Natant 

(adj) Swimming or floating

"Again."

"Seriously? How many times are you forcing me to pencil dive?" Ellie groaned, awkwardly adjusting her swim shirt. It's actually Maria's shirt, and the swim trunks she's wearing belong to one of the local teens. They're both a little too big for her small frame but so far it hasn't been a huge problem.

"Until your form is completely straight," Joel responded, "We ain't leavin' until you've done five perfect dives, kiddo."

You snorted at Ellie's annoyed grunt. Joel gave you a soft smile before quickly turning back to make sure Ellie hadn't fallen off the small cliff and drowned in the three seconds he had taken his eyes off of her. 

"Keep your arms tightly against your side and your feet pointed downward to-,"

"-reduce the force of impact upon entry." Ellie finished, words most likely burned into her brain at this point, "I know, you've told me like a thousand fucking times already."

She took a deep breath before jumping into the water, back perfectly straight. Your eyes quickly move to where Joel is standing at the edge of the embankment, rocking back and forth on his heels.

He's nervous, been this way all day. It's such a small mundane thing; learning how to swim. Joel had told you once that him and Tommy learned by being thrown into the water by their drunken father. 

It wasn't going to be like that with Ellie. 

You could see his lips moving, silently counting the seconds she's under the water. You have no doubt that when he reaches ten, he'll be diving in to get her. 

He got to eight when her head finally broke the surface of the water, a loud exhale left her body, followed by an even louder inhale of air. 

"Did you fucking see that?" Ellie grinned, "I touched the bottom of the river."

"That you did, that you did." Joel chuckled, arm extended to pull her out of the water. He leaned down to whisper something in her ear and Ellie's grin became even wider. 

You didn't even have time to brace yourself before you had a lap full of a soaking fifteenth year old. You squealed in surprise and Ellie giggled, something that's becoming more and more frequent lately.

Your bathing suit cover-up – one of Joel's plaid button ups you've claimed as your own – is getting soaked by the second. It's warm out, the sun absorbing the droplets quickly, but you hadn't really planned on getting wet. Dipping your toes in the water sure. Not wearing half the river. 

Ellie rolled off of you and onto the grass, "Man, you should've seen your face! I thought you were going to have a heart attack." 

You dug your fingers into her side, eyes searching for Joel as you did so. You're not surprised to find him already looking your way. Tommy had once joked that Joel's eyes never truly leave you or Ellie. 

They don't, Joel had told you later when you had repeated what Tommy said. He's always looking, always making sure his girls are okay. 

Ellie bats your hand away, pleading with you to stop tickling her. You listened and moved your hand up to her head instead, removing her ponytail to thread your fingers through her dark hair.  

Ellie slowly laid her head down on your bare thighs, still a little hesitant on whether or not she's crossing boundaries. She's not, never could. 

You don't say anything, don't dare to move a muscle. You just wait until she's relaxed enough before returning to massaging her temple. She lets out a small tired yawn.

Ellie tilted her head to where Joel's leaning against a nearby tree, silently watching with a carefree smile, "You waiting for an invitation or what old man?" 

Joel huffed, mumbling about how he's not old and settled himself behind you, pulling you back against his chest with your head resting on his shoulder. One hand propped his body up and the other unbuttoned your shirt enough to snake his hand inside.

You glanced up at him, brow raised as if to say 'really?' and Joel laid his palm flat against your stomach, drawing you in closer to him. He sighed contentedly against the skin of your neck before pressing a delicate kiss against your jaw. You lean into the warmth of his lips. 

There's a puff of warm air on your right leg and you watch as Ellie's head tilted to the side, eyes closed and lips parted. You can't fight back the smile that graces your lips. She's falling asleep on you. If that isn't the biggest sign of trust, you don't know what is.

Behind you Joel grunted, but it's lacking his normally gruffness, "Kid's still got three dives left to complete before we head back."

You rolled your eyes, "The water will still be here tomorrow, Joel. I'll wake up extra early and make sure no infected managed to outsmart your traps."

Joel hugged you closer, "Respectfully, ma'am, no you won't. Not without me, at least."

"We'll wake up tomorrow," You corrected, then sighed, "I wish everyday was like this. Us three, together."

Joel's silent behind you, but you don't feel like you've crossed a line. You let him have a moment to gather his thoughts, you always do. 

"It could be," Joel said, "Jackson doesn't have keys – hell Jackson barely has front doors that close all the way-,"

You can't help but snort. As much as Jackson's thriving in an apocalyptic world, there's still flaws. It's not like the town has access to new key making equipment. Some doors don't even have doorknobs anymore. The residents survive by trust that the few belongings they have are safe inside their homes. 

"-but if my doorknob had a working lock, you'd be the first to have a key." 

"Even before Tommy?"

"Especially before Tommy."

You're not stupid, you know he's asking you to move in with him. He hasn't exactly been subtle about it. Almost all of your clothing is hung up in his closet – by his doing. Some of your more meaningful knickknacks you've collected over the years have found home on a shelf in his room. 

He built you your own hook to hang up your coat.

Ellie had once joked that he's hopeless. You can't help but agree.

Joel's body goes stiff behind you and you realise you haven't answered him, "Does Ellie know?"

"She won't shut up about it. That girl needs you as much as I do," He admitted, "That scares me sometimes y'know."

You nod, because you do know. You're in the same boat. Losing him, losing Ellie, that would destroy you. You gently brush the back of your hand against Ellie's cheek, and snuggle back against Joel, "Can my key be multi-coloured?"

"Your key can be made from diamonds I've foraged for with my own two hands if that means you'll say yes." 

"How about a wooden one spray painted?" 

Joel hummed and turned your head to seal your lips together in a brief kiss, "I'll get right on that, darlin'."

#you know full well this mother-fucker has eighteen deadbolt locks on each door and window #this is my first tlou fic #the last of us #joel miller x female reader #joel miller x reader #joel miller #ellie williams #joel & ellie #ellie included fic #fluff #inspired by a word #justice joy writes #tw: alchohol mention

[tyforthevnm]

Frank Iero and the Patience at the Music Hall of Williamsburg, Brooklyn, NY on April 18, 2017 | Keeyahtay Lewis

#frank iero #fiatp #deadbolt photos #Keeyahtay Lewis #April 18 2017 #April 2017 #2017 #rica.archive #brown coat #omg i love his hair here #frank best hair

[1997berserk]

Heatsink (Ch. 8)

Call From the Hilltop; Call Through the Streets

Pairing: Lynnmanda

Rating: NR/rating may change

Words: 11,583 total

Through violence we are intimate with some characters onstage in an exorbitant way for a brief time.

Anne Carson, Grief Lessons

Lynn attempts to readjust. Amanda circumventing her security systems on a regular basis makes that a little hard.

or, Lynn + Amanda survive and navigate the way their worlds have tied themselves together.

canon divergence, mild stalking, breaking/entering, medical themes, slow-ish burn, resentment, sexually undertoned fighting

read chapter 8 here

#lynnmanda #shotgunshipping #saw franchise #saw fanfiction #amanda young #lynn denlon #saw iii #my fic #we got the deadbolt lyric title folks. for what its worth

[klj-withani]

Go play DEADBOLT it's fun and the community is super nice! (all 5 of us)

Discord server

#deadboltgame #deadbolt #hopoo games #pixel art #aseprite #reaper #pokemon #my art

[sggk]

Have never even celebrated canadian thanksgiving & now i am being forced at emotional gunpoint to attend my first american thanksgiving dinner at my dying Zayde’s house at the behest of his 55yo son’s 24 yo american mistress girlfriend & they’ve already pregamed by fighting over the will in front of the still alive man . Ngl all of this is actually exactly what i’ve heard american thanksgiving is usually like so i feel well prepared for it

#Bubbe has already ordered me to install a deadbolt to keep her other son from taking the china . Like now why am i in this all of a sudden.

[lampthegloomyone]

pointy reaper for the soul

#deadbolt #deadboltgame #hopoogames #reaper #art #YOUR MOTHER #I KILL PEOPLE!!!!! #*is touched once* *dies* #i only play good VideoGames

[kariosho]

Deadbolt again! Ibzan this time around.

There isn’t many characters to work with but once I finish this impromptu series I’ll post them all together

#deadbolt #video game #digital art #fanart