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embersofhopevoltron · 4 months
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Was working on something for potential cover art:
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To go to the Sky quests (w/ my persona as my OC ofc, same character depicted) and see that one of them was:
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I think I manifested that lmao
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charonean · 10 months
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I could’ve named one of the Greyvale siblings Ophelia!! Why didn’t I name one Ophelia!? That would’ve been perfect.
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pipers-art · 1 year
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ya girl just fucking bombed her math exam
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helenwhiteart-blog · 2 months
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The importance of finding your place
Where we were living before…it looked fine, nice even, as long as you didn’t pay attention to the much increased volume and urgency of the traffic on the road, assuming you knew how it was before. Or to the way people no longer talked so much as they beeped horns or shouted abuse, waved arms, snapped or shrugged, as a means of communicating. Or to the conveyor-belt urgency of life where, once not…
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alaindemaximy · 3 months
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Uccelli nella notte
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baheuldey · 3 months
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Saoul à Séoul, 2024, gouache sur papier, 22,2 x 9,5 cm
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prismagirlart · 2 years
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So enlist every ounce / of your bright blood / and off with their heads!
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darlingofdots · 2 months
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how many of Temeraire’s crew can recite the Principia Mathematica from memory, do you think
I'm imagining this very much like the first ever text in my Latin textbook, the opening paragraph of which is so deeply carved into my brain that I remember it still 15 years later (hic forum est. populus properat. sed marcus stat et circumspectat) and also a video I once saw of former members of the Mary Poppins musical ensemble who still knew the choreography for supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, so I want to think that decades after Laurence and Temeraire retire, former crewmembers run into each other in the officer's mess and do the Spiderman pointy meme and intone "Cum Veteres Mechanicam (uti Author est Pappus) in verum Naturalium investigatione maximi fecerint" in perfect sync (because they're copying how Laurence always read it)
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cryptotheism · 4 months
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Geberi philosophi ac alchimistae maximi De alchimia libri tres eiusdem liber investigationis perfecti magisterij, artis alchimicae - Printed: Johann Grüninger, 1531.
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just-an-anon-reader · 2 years
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Hugs, Gifts and PIZZA
Summary: Donnie hasn’t seen you for two weeks. He needs your hugs. Bad. But little does he know about the surprise in store for him 
P.S. Hello again! Thank you all for the love on my first story! They really inspired me to continue writing! So here’s another Rise!Donnie x GN!Reader. I hope you enjoy. (≧∇≦)
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He held his phone with trembling fingers as excitement coursed through his veins. It was the weekend, finally. And he was gonna ask you out, again. It’s been almost two weeks since you’ve done something remotely romantic. Especially with you running off with your best friend, April O’Neil, every chance you got recently. And after two weeks of no hangouts or hugs from you, Donatello had a date plan. And it was going to be perfect, his calculations said so. All that was left was for you to say yes. So, with a shaky finger, he dialed up your number.
Ring...ring...ring...
“Hey, Dee!”
The sweet sound of your voice was enough to warm his cold-blooded body. He really did miss you. But of course, he’d have to die first before admitting that to anyone, especially Leo.
“Salutations my darling dearest, as it is soon to be the weekend, would you happen to be free tomorrow?”
“Oh Dee, I’m so sorry. I already got plans with April this weekend.”
To say that Donnie wasn’t disappointed would be a lie. But he couldn’t just tell you that! He can't just say that he was in desperate need of your hugs! He had a bad boy image to maintain.
“Oh! I...I see. Some other time then.” “Definitely! Oh, April’s here. I gotta go. Love ya Dee!”
With that, the call ended. He slumped down and sighed in defeat. Were you avoiding him? Or was April just much more fun to be with? Sure he was known to go on a tangent when it came to his tech, but you didn’t seem to mind. You even said it was part of his charm once.
“Oof what’s with the long face? I’m guessing it was a no, huh?”
Donnie could only nod his head in reply as Mikey squatted down next to him. Sensing his older brother’s distress, Mikey switched to Doctor Feelings.
“Awh Donnie it’s alright. I’m sure they’re just busy. Trust me, the moment they’re free they’ll come rushing into your arms.”
The purple-clad turtle gave his brother a look.  The “really?” look. Mikey could only manage an awkward chortle to Donnie’s reaction to his failed attempt at comforting him. There was only one thing, other than you, that could stop his brother from moping.
“Come on Donnie, let's go watch Leo fail at a 14/40.”
“That does sound tempting."
With a sigh and a grunt, Donnie and Mikey made their way toward the living room to challenge Leo to do a 14/40. Just to watch him land on his face with a bowl of popcorn at their side.
Somewhere in New York...
“April! It's done!!”
The pigtailed brunette came bounding towards you and skidded to a halt as her eyes landed on the glimmering item in front of you. She grinned. Almost maniacally.
“You’ve done it! It’s beautiful...It’s time to put the plan in action.”
“Agreed...”
A few days later...
Donnie, after a thirty-eight-hour tech binge and a three-hour nap, stepped into the lair’s living room to find it void of his dummy-dumb brothers. Suspicious. Even more so when he found his father’s glutei maximi not parked on its usual spot in front of the projector. This is most suspect indeed.
“I haven’t had my morning dose of caffeine. So whatever prank this may be better be AFTER I get my cup in.”
His voice echoed through the empty lair as it bounced against its walls. With a huff, he groggily made his way to the kitchen. Which, definitely was not suspicious, was caked in pitch blackness. Donnie groaned. Was a peaceful caffeinated morning too hard to ask for? Feeling around the darkness with hands outstretched, he felt the switch and flicked it on.
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY DONNIE!”
That girlish scream you heard? It wasn’t from Donnie, no of course not. Must’ve been Leo.
“Hey, Dee! Happy birthday!”
Your present wrapped in purple paper with a cute violet ribbon in hand, you smiled and lifted your arms towards him. Silently asking for a hug. You’re lucky he loves you. And that he DESPERATELY needed your hugs.  
“Come on, bring it in.”
Giddily, you wrap your arms around him. Cheek against his plastron as you give him a gentle squeeze which he reciprocates.
“Ugh come on! Don’t get mushy-wushy in front of the pizza!”
Leo grumbled, making choking sounds as if to make a point.
“Don’t mind the lovebirds fellas cuz it’s gift-giving time!”
Mikey was the first to give his. From somewhere behind him, he pulls a well-made wooden bust sculpture of Donnie. The likeness to its life model was uncanny. Second was Raph, with his Jupiter Jim plush toy. The newest bunk buddy. Next was April, with a new library card from her school. The premium kind. Then Splinter. Though he didn’t exactly have a gift. He just patted Donnie on the head. But man was this purple-clad turtle ECSTATIC. Last but not the least, was you.
“So...mine might not be as great as theirs, but I hope you like it.”
Pulling out the purple box from behind you, you gently place it in his hands. Carefully untying the bow, the box opens to reveal a beautiful, handmade purple satin jacket. On the back, embroidered in cursive were the words “Othello Von Ryan” along with his trademark.
“Did you make this?”
“I’m sorry for missing out on date nights. I had to ask April with the sewing.”
Only then did he notice the band-aids that littered your hands. There were too many for his liking. With a frown, Donnie slips on his new jacket and takes both your hands. Softly, he pressed a kiss on each palm. You giggled. A blush rising from the base of your neck to the tips of your ears.
“Ugh! Stop being a simp already!!”
“Scoff! I am NOT a simp. Also...why are you suspiciously nice today?”
“Hey! I’m always nice. And besides, call it, my birthday gift. From one twin to another.”
How suspect. Noticing you fidgeting from the corner of his eye, he gave you the look. The “I know you know something” look.
“So...you know how since you’re twins you both have to share birthdays? And how you get pranked every year? So I sorta...” “You didn’t” “I did” “What did it cost?” ... “Hegetstoeatasliceoutofyourshareofthepizzaforayear” ... “HE GETS WHAT?!!!! YOU SAID YES TO THAT??” “I love you?”
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Far off places
Daring sword fights
Magic spells
A prince in disguise
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korva-the-raven · 2 months
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I'm a Raven. I won't do minimalism.
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I like collecting small shinee things and making weird little junk trinkets.
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I collect curios and nature things.
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I also collect trash and junk. And sometimes I find lucky treasure.
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I collect Halloween loot and gumball machine loot. I have a pencil collection too. My inner child is alive and thriving.
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I collect color too. I build a tiny color museum based on found objects. I also collect lots of nerd stuff. That's my model of a neuron (brain cell) I made out of pipe cleaners at the Science fair last weekend.
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I collect ephemera too. My desk is always cluttered because it's where I empty my pockets, and I'm always busy with my adventures, so my goodies and swag always pile up.
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I cover my walls with my favorite things and pay no mind to giving them an aesthetic treatment or design. They are there because I want them there.
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I just like spooky, nerdy, witchy, colorful plastic Shiney shit. And I love cluttering my personal space with it. It only has to make sense to me.
Also, I have a pet rock now.
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#my 5x7 feel of maximialism glory that is my little corner of the world #raven's lair
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im high ans asking gmmick blogs things wbat is the best gun
Well my personal opinions on guns are mostly based primarily on looks and vibes, but I gotta say, I'm a huge fan of AK pattern rifles. So the AKM, AK74, AKS-74u, and maybe some other patterns (type 56, tantal wz.88, valmets, zastavas, etc etc). Some ak derivatives like the Gepard smg, the SR-2 Veresk or the PP-bizon are also really cool.
Also big fan of the cz-75, the Glock 19 (first pistol I ever shot aside from the .22lr Glock 44), the Makarov, the m&p shield.
I also love the PKM, the FN MAG, FN Minimi and Maximi.
There's probably a lot I forgot to mention but I'm on a train rn and am too lazy to make an extensive list.
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abr · 1 year
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Due calcoli della serva - ditemi se sbaglio eh.
Ipotizziamo che le batterie delle auto elettriche abbiano una capacità media di 50kWh (oggi poche ci arrivano), con consumi medi di 5km/kWh (poche superano i 7km/kWh: dipende anche da fattori esterni tipo salite/discese e temperatura esterna). Da cui una autonomia massima teorica di 250km con un "pieno" elettrico; un'auto a motore termico ne fa il triplo ma pace, fingiamo pure che ciò stia bene alla metà degli utenti.
Ipotizziamo quindi che, senza pianificatori europei del cazzo, su base "di mercato" (solo aiutini tipo divieti e limitazioni di transito), si arrivi a un certo punto a elettrificare 20 milioni di mezzi, metà del parco auto circolante italiano oggi.
Un'auto in media fa 20.000km/anno, circa 50km/giorno. Significa che serviranno 20m*20k/5 = 80TWh di potenza elettrica aggiuntiva media annua. Oggi in Italia si consumano circa 300TWh totali di elettricità (2021): significherebbe aggiungere +25% ai consumi elettrici. Altro che risparmi. Fattibile? Spoiler: non credo (btw, da tale numero si capisce l'enfasi verso la delocalizzazione industriale e la riduzione dei consumi con scuse varie guerresche).
La vera domanda da farsi sarebbe, si può fare in modo green, altrimenti è una presa per i fondelli? Oggi in Italia si producono circa 25TWh da fonti rinnovabili (fonte Gse). Quindi servirebbe aggiungerne più del triplo.
Dice sia fattibile: vedi Germania che ne produce oltre 130TWh. Crediamoci, intanto però là aumenta il consumo di carbone; mobilitiamoci (tosando le burofurerie locali che rallentano tutto, mica solo gli impianti rinnovabili). Resta da gestire il problema cogente del bilanciamento di potenza (fv e vento non sono costanti) e dei picchi di domanda che so, a pasquetta e ferragosto. A proposito di green, ci sono le centrali nucleari alla francese; solo ne servirebbero diverse, diciamo: le più potenti generano 1.6GW di potenza, cioè producono meno di mezzo TWh in un anno.
Sin qui i conti facili, meno costosi. Lasciamo pur stare come si fa approvvigionare tutto il litio cobalto terre rare che serve ( e i relativi costi socio-ambientali); lo scoglio finale è portare tutta quella potenza capillarmente fino alle colonnine, ai garage nei condo. Si fa col fv sui balconi? In contemporanea con lo switch dai riscaldamenti a gas alle pompe di calore elettriche? Ciao core.
Fingiamo pure che i prezzi della auto elettriche scendano un po' all'aumentare dei volumi venduti (toh, il tanto vituperato "mercato"); in ogni caso, per quanto detto sinora, mi sa che è TUTTO UN BARBATRUCCO PER APPIEDARNE UN BEL PO'. Il che, pensando alle Karen con la Yaris, in fondo confesso non sia prospettiva che mi dispiaccia più che tanto.
In realtà stan dicendo: "Vieni, vieni in città, che stai a fare in campagna?" (cit.). Come foste contadini cino-indiani o allevatori nigeriani (questi ultimi aiutati a decidere da un po' di terrorismo islamico); come fecero del resto coi nonni meridio-polesani trapiantati a Torino e Milano. Perché in città ci stanno i Trasporti Pubblici efficenti (per andare da dove dican loro a dove voglian loro), la Sanità e le Squole (stipendifici maximi), i riscaldamenti centralizzati (cioè spegnibili: chiedere ai malcapitati quest'inverno) e i monopattini a nolo.
Gli zombie sinistri godono: si torna al Lumpen Proletariat, alle periferie straccione ma stavolta non per produrre facendo vivere una generazione o due nella merda, sperando di meglio per figli e nipoti: é per NON consumare, NON fare figli ed eliminare i vecchi (ma non gli Schwab o gli utili idioti alla Mattarella, tutti con 80+ anni).
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esoteric-brustle · 6 months
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https://youtu.be/eMh0FHUHvnA If you don't have time to watch the video, what's currently happening in the UK (and many other places) is a refusal to assist any wildlife rehabilitation efforts (both public and private) in reintroducing keystone (regulatory) species like beavers, wolves and elks in the habitats where they have gone locally extinct. This means that many of their functions have to be replaced with human labor, meaning delays, reduction in scope and budgetary deficits. We lack the ability to organize what we see fit to be done, the ability to account for all variables and the decisiveness to implement what few things do pass those 2 checks. Every day we neglect to do what we can to help any habitat help itself, we add to our ignorance, deficits and window of time. Not that gocernments can be trusted to do much in a helpful or speedy manner, but passing the petition at least gives a fighting chance to the most obvious solutions.
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alaindemaximy · 3 months
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Dark Atmosphere
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