#double masking | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

Visit Blog

Explore Tumblr blogs with no restrictions, modern design and the best experience.

Fun Fact

In 2020, 27% of US Tumblr users had an annual household income of over $100,000.

cafffine · 3 months

Text

my prof just explained on the syllabus that he’s included more points in the class than we needed to pass, so we could skip up like?? 20 small assignments/quizzes/participation!! and still get a very high grade!!

the idea was that we could focus on assignments that played to our strengths - only do the participation stuff if we like to talk out loud - only do the quizzes/readings if we want to do the class remotely - only do online discussions if we like to talk and share opinions but struggle with anxiety in class ect.

and that’s cool enough but then he pulled up DnD character sheets with drawings he’d done of these hypothetical student player classes and how our various accessibility needs could be gamified to ‘max out’ different aspects of the class to get high grades and like!!!!!

hell yeah!!!! let’s treat accessibility in higher education not just as a necessity but as the fun, engaging, and creative aspect of learning that it is!!! I love this!!

EDIT: For proper credit or further questions about his system please find my professor on twitter @/kurtishanlon

#his drawings were so cute too and they had titles like ‘silent warrior’ ‘voice of the people’ ect waaaa im so #excited for this class #he also promised to wear a mask and asked us to do the same my mannnn #double shot

75K notes · View notes

botanicaffairs · 2 years

Text

DOUBLE MASKING: HOW TO

How to double mask? It depends on your skin concerns. Every skin condition is not the same. So, suggesting a routine is not necessarily helpful. We Rather we recommend you, that 1st you should learn about your skin concerns and then do double masking accordingly. Double masking can be done together, which means that you can use different masks at same point of time. You can also double mask one after the other, which means that you can first use one face mask, wipe it off, and then use hydrating mask to hydrate your skin................Read more

#benefits of double masking #skincare routine #how to double mask #what is double masking #Double masking

1 note · View note

batfamhyperfixation · 1 year

Text

Tim had his spleen removed, right. This means he would not be able to withstand bacterial infection as well (a.k.a. getting sick, which happens a lot when people get injured or sleep deprived cause their immune system weakens), so for his own safety, he would likely take care of himself more than the other bats would care for themselves. He probably wouldn't get in a fight he knows he would badly lose, or win but get very injured during. Tim would be the calm and calculating one. He already is deemed as smart and a great detective, so that makes him even scarier.

He gets a reputation as a vigilant far more dangerous from his siblings, cause he perches like a bird above the fight, but if he gets involved, then the villains know they're goners. If it's Dick, Jason, Steph, Cass, even Damian and Batman himself, people don't get as intimidated, but should Tim come in, they back off so fast. In this essay I will...

#like if you are gonna fanon Tim #fanon him right #the boy is not a self-sacrificing never-sleeping always-taking-risks person #he is a repremand-bruce-when-hes-injured wordlessly-hands-you-a-bandaid stands-on-the-side-watching-the-stupid-stunt 'I told you so' bitch #he is safe and judgemental about those who aren't (his whole family) and he is a bitch about it #tim drake #tim drake robin #tim drake red robin #tim drake headcanon #when someone in the family gets sick Tim starts having panick attacks and refuses to touch them or anything they touch #when covid hit Tim literally spiraled and ran away to a safe house. he hand sanitized everything. he double masked with those quality masks #Tim was that person who screamed at people not wearing masks and if someone looks sick he will barely touch them and handsantize constantly #he always has those little travel bottles of hand sanitizer on his person #i just think Tim would have contamination ocd especially after his spleen is removed #like he doesnt like to touch people or be in crowded places because of this and he likes cleaning cause it makes him feel more in control

2K notes · View notes

notasapleasure · 5 months

Text

Actual advice for UK marchers:

Wear comfy shoes and a warm jacket

Take water and snacks

Prepare to be bored! If you're not bored something has gone wrong, get the fuck out of there.

Mobile signal will be shot. The tube will be packed. Take a bus. If you can get WiFi, use the app citymapper to figure out creative ways of getting places!

Those people handing out the 'know your rights' leaflets? Stick with them. If you have time you can even order a little booklet of your own from Liberty setting these out!

Don't bother with the guys handing out copies of the Socialist Worker, it's a victim-blaming, slut-shaming, rapist-apologising rag.

Don't do anything extravagantly dumb like pissing on a poppy wreath or dropping a fire hydrant off a building. Don't be a fucking antisemite. Stay well away from anyone doing any of these things.

Enjoy the fact you're really upsetting the government and they couldn't do anything to stop you exercising your legal right to protest! Be glad you are in England, not Northern Ireland, where the use of water cannon is still legal.

And a final note of caution to say, if I were going, I would take care to wear a face-covering of some kind. After the event the police will be going through footage and facial recognition software is known to throw up false positives on non-white faces in particular.

#uk politics #protests #armistice day march #covid mask doubling as identity protection you say? two birds one stone!

118 notes · View notes

itsbeenliketenyearsitsprettywild · 9 months

Text

Thing to remember about Cat’s magician theme: while yes, it does imply there’s some stuff that we just won’t get to see due to it being hidden, it’s also hinting at something meant to help us:

Don’t get caught up in any misdirection.

One of the big things about this music video in particular is that there’s a lot of stuff thrown at us really fast and quick, multiple times. A bunch of busy, flashy, dramatic sequences that are sure to draw most people’s eye and theorycrafting!

But, just as a magician uses their skills to get the audience to look away from the actual trick that they’re pulling, Kazui is subconsciously pulling the same stuff on us. Like, just in considering what one of the slower sections of Cat showed us:

People have already pointed out that the guy in the wedding audience is the same man who was bartending in Half. But I think there’s even a bit more past that that Kazui’s given to us as context. Which is to say: Consider the ring on his finger and the woman behind him.

Know what other woman in Kazui’s videos we’ve seen who has brown hair and been right next to this man?

Which actually puts the bar scene from Half into a completely different context.

The picture above wasn’t Kazui cheating on his wife: it was him getting to know the woman his childhood friend was going to marry.

By having their meeting in a casual setting, with both Kazui and her sitting right up next to the bar where the guy was working, all three of them would get to talk and hang out when things weren’t too busy. And when things did get busy, Kazui and this man’s future bride would be easy to check up on via a quick look down the bar counter, with alcohol as an added social relaxant so things would hopefully never get too tense and awkward. With all this in mind, I think it’s really important we consider the art of misdirection when looking through the rest of Kazui’s Cat video: If our attention is being drawn to something in particular, look at everything else first. That’s gonna be how we crack through Kazui’s shell and get to the truth.

#MILGRAM #MILGRAM project #kazui mukuhara #kazui milgram #like with both the magician AND the Mafritte references being pointed out to us #it seems clear that we're supposed to give EVERYTHING in Cat a double glance and a closer look #but especially the less flashy moments in particular #as those are the places where Kazui's subconscious isn't putting up as much of an active effort to mislead us #have I mentioned i find kazui relatable? 'cause i find him relatable #not so much the 'hiding being queer' part #(I wear that part of myself pretty blatantly)#but more the 'i want people to understand my mindset without having to spell everything out for them' part #because HOO BOY is that an eternal dilemma when you feel the need to wear five bajillion masks to make things move smoothly

227 notes · View notes

getousatoruu · 3 months

Text

He got his masters in cuntology with a concentration in babygirlism studies from the university of servington

Also his criminal record is just that one time he entered a store with both face mask and eye mask and ppl thought he was gonna rob the store and called the police on him

#double mask gojo mention #I love that one double mask gojo art so much but yeah I’ll call the police on him too if I ever saw him in the street 😭#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gojo satoru #and that’s babygirl

71 notes · View notes

botanicaffairs · 2 years

Photo

Double Masking simply means treating your skin using two different masks. Double masking can be done together, which means that you can use different masks at same point of time. You can also double mask one after the other, which means that you can first use one face mask, wipe it off, and then use hydrating mask to hydrate your skin.

Visit our website for more: https://botanicaffair.com/blogs/botanic-blog/double-masking-how-to

#benefits of double masking #skincare routine #how to double mask #what is double masking #Double masking

1 note · View note

varilien · 8 months

Text

(character uses they/it) i keep wanting to start posting my ocs over here again and then Just Not Doing It so uhhhh !!! some stuff from february, had a dream about knives that made me think of a plant oc with a constant power output so extreme that it generates a deadly radiation field around them. because of that they've been living alone this whole time, avoiding contact with other living things, and over the years they've learned how to suppress that output for short spans of time or "safely" pour out the excess in order to be safe to be around, though they ultimately prefer their solitude due to a history of bad experiences with humans. they're very blunt, spiteful, and curious

@whatever-you-can-give-me suggested lr would make good friends for them since they are 🤝 about being extremely hard to hurt lol

also! wrote like 2k about they and razlo's first meeting below the cut if anyone's interested in some good ol violence + gore :3

that was a fr content warning btw read at ur own discretion:

Chance encounters with violent strangers out in the open desert are nothing new to LR, even when Livio purposefully had tried to find the quietest possible route to travel. It’s not even necessarily surprising to run into someone a little to the left of human, someone a bit bigger or stronger or more durable than they really have any right to be. The Eye aren’t the only ones designing freaks on this planet, that much is obvious, evidenced sufficiently by the odder fights LR have ever gotten in.

And this one is shaping up to be one of their oddest fights yet.

Livio hadn’t seen the fucker coming, occupied as he was with the slow realization of why this stretch of road doesn’t see much use anymore: a creeping heat across his nerve endings unrelated to the overcast, evening suns, the taste of metal in his mouth, and a deep-rooted nausea twisting up his guts. Radiation sickness. He’s dealt with it before, and as unpleasant as it is, it’s hardly enough to slow him down too bad.

It’s damn distracting, though. A good enough excuse for not noticing them hiding up along the rockface above his head. Not a good enough excuse to keep Razlo from tagging in, especially after something’s pierced straight through the back of his neck, nearly taking his head clean off.

Razlo rolls for cover with a strangled sound, blood gushing from his forced-out throat and foaming at his lips. Even with his senses jarred and his vision blurred, it'd take more than a near-decapitation for his instincts to be overridden. He's slinging out a Punisher before he even knows what he's up against.

There's a blur of motion to his right as soon as his sights are raised. They're probably surprised Razlo's still standing, but so was everyone else who's gotten a lucky shot at him.

He can track their motion by sound alone. They're sloppy. Feet hitting the cracked earth in hard thumps, every one a warning that Razlo can aim a spray of bullets at. And by now Razlo's healed enough to notice and wonder why the hell his head is still so fucked up.

At least now he can mostly see them when he turns, hanging back a ways, out of Razlo's reach. Shorter than him by a head and a half, covered toe to tip in layers of sun-bleached rags, save for their face. That's hidden behind a tall, curved mask, shaped in a way that looks an awful lot like a tomas' crest, with the false eye markings to match. Even the glass for the lenses is opaque. The only part of them that’s exposed is their left hand, extended delicately aside to keep Razlo’s blood dripping off it from getting on their clothes.

Razlo physically tries to shake out the buzzing in his skull that only gets worse by the second, only to notice the foul smell of burning meat and risk an instinctive glance down at his arm, where his flesh has started to bubble and steam seemingly on its own. He looks between his arm and his opponent, the way their body tenses and head begins to tip, shaking hard, simultaneous with his skin boiling that much more fiercely.

Something clicks in his brain. There’s no way.

And no time to find out. This time when they dart in he’s expecting it; he takes a swing at their head, and they dodge right into his follow-through, slamming his Punisher into their skull with a crunch and a wet sound from their throat. They drop, like he’d expect them to, like anyone would. And like no one does, they just roll out of the way and onto their back, braced to spring back up again. Razlo puts his boot through their ribcage before they get the chance to. That should be the end of it, too, but the fucker just keeps kicking, trying to get away, the only sound they make being the gurgle of their lungs filling with blood, and they keep kicking.

At this point Razlo doesn’t even have a plan anymore. Needless to say, he doesn’t go up against an awful lot of guys who match him in the department of being a pain in the ass to take down. Razlo's just starting to come up with a new idea when those long arms swing up, claws digging into and making ribbons of his right leg.

Razlo curses and tries to pull away, which only makes them hold on even tighter. He's staring that four-eyed glare down when that burning feeling across his whole body raises in pitch again, and it's the sight of his flesh starting to disintegrate around their fingers that finally makes him back off.

Razlo rather gracelessly falls on his ass in trying to take a step back, not expecting his right leg to simply break off halfway down his thigh. He scrambles back a ways, ready to keep going, missing limb or no, but— they aren't following him. They're collapsed in the sand, limbs akimbo as they fight to draw a full breath. Razlo watches with morbid curiosity as his severed leg dissolves into nothing more than an off-colored patch of sand beside them.

All that angry tension has gone out of their body, leaving them limp and motionless except for the stutter of their chest, and Razlo can hear the damp gasps muffled behind their mask. By all rights, it should look like more of a struggle. They should be dead, really, but from where Razlo is sitting, it looks a lot more like they’re just taking a rest. He feels more sure of that when they roll their shoulders back a bit, arms braced in the dirt as they delicately arch their spine. There’s some sharp popping sounds, and a little exhale from them; setting their ribs, Razlo figures. He’s had to do the same thing before. Once they can move their arms more effectively, they start to gather themself up into a seated position, bones and joints still crackling like popcorn here and there as they go, til they’re all the way up, with their hands resting in their lap, looking far too fucking comfortable for the fight they’d just had.

"You're not dead."

Their voice startles Razlo despite being as soft as it is, and his gaze flicks up to that mask, just slightly tilted to the side, orange lenses glinting in the harsh sunlight. They don't move at all that Razlo can see. Even their breathing has evened out enough to have become imperceptible under their heavy shroud; if they're in any pain still, Razlo sure can't tell.

"Nope," is all he says, or can manage to say.

He scrubs at his eyes with the back of his hand, blinking hard a couple times to scrunch up his face in the hopes his nerves might start feeling right again soon.

Another wave of nausea hits him, but his stomach was empty before the fight even started, so he leans forward to put his head between his knees and dry heave for a while.

The whole time, he's aware of his little opponent continuing to sit in silence, watching and eerily unmoving, even when Razlo manages to sit up again and wipe his mouth with his wrist.

"The fuck's yer deal, anyways?" Razlo asks.

"'Deal'...?" They echo.

"Couldn't exactly kill you, either."

He wasn't expecting them to spill their life story or something, but he was thinking he'd get something more of a response than their head tilting back the opposite way. There's not a lot to work with here in trying to get a read on them, but Razlo feels it's safe to hazard they're probably just pretty damn confused, the same as him.

"You kinda smell like a Plant. M'not an expert, but I've met two others."

Now that gets something out of them. A tiny wiggle of their head that makes the pieces in their mask rattle.

"I wouldn't know. I've only met me."

“Huh.”

Whether it’s a confirmation or rebuttal hardly matters at this point. He’s feeling sure enough that his assumption was correct, now, anyways.

"You, uh…" Razlo has to pause for breath. Unlike the thing across from him, he's having a hell of a time getting his back. "You're the one making this radiation field?"

"Yes."

"Any way you could turn it down?"

They say nothing, though Razlo feels suddenly that he's being studied very intently. And shortly after, slowly, slowly the fire in his cells begins to go out, and he can spit the worst of the sourness off his tongue. Eventually he can't feel any radiation left at all, though his body's had a rough enough time from the dose he got, he'll be getting the sickness out of his system for a while yet.

Regardless, Razlo’s fingers twitch against the triggers when he hears that mask rattle again, and his eyes are on it in an instant.

"You didn't answer my first question," Razlo reminds, cautiously.

More silence, for a while.

"You wanted to hurt me."

There's no malice in the statement, at least that Razlo can tell. Just the simple facts. Still, he narrows his eyes.

"You started it. Figured it was mutual."

"That's true."

Razlo grins.

"So, what now? Regrow my leg, and get back to not killing each other?"

"If you'd like to."

That gets a laugh out of him.

"Nah, I think I’ll pass, if it’s all the same to you.”

“It is.”

That much is obvious. They stay put, seeming transfixed on watching Razlo’s leg grow back, only a little more slowly than any of his other injuries, now that he doesn’t have the radiation to slow him down. It leaves him feeling itchy and achy all over, and he’s got a bad hunch that right ankle doesn’t have the best chances of coming back right. Once there’s enough of it to fuss about, he gets his foot in his hands and starts experimentally rolling it on its hinge, checking that the range of motion is right.

And still, those orange lenses glint at him curiously. They don’t flinch or look away when Razlo considers them in return; he guesses they don’t know it’s not polite to stare.

“What's yer name?" Razlo asks.

"My name?"

"Don't tell me you ain't got one."

The silence that follows is pretty self-explanatory.

“I’m Razlo.”

He can just make out the sound of them mumbling his name under their breath, like they’re not sure how it’s going to come out. Almost warmly, almost shyly, they manage to say: “hello, Razlo.”

#also you don't have to tell me their mask reminds you of tristamp zazie's everyone says that lmao #oc #oc: razlo's lil friend #razlo #razlo the tri punisher of death #livio #livio the double fang #cuz i've never read trimax chatting about lr n their lil friend just felt like the usual playing toys time of oc crossovers w friends lol #and for that reason i have not given any thought at all to them meeting any other characters jghkdjf #i figure i should probably post this now since i'm gonna be busy with the horror movie requests + halloween stuff for a while

149 notes · View notes

Last Seen Blogs

edenphor

Regis Furo ✌🏻

alice-in-hell-22

Alice in hell

shyamdas123

Untitled

victoriassecretpantylover

panty fetish

kubetloan

KUBET ⭐ KU CASINO HỖ TRỢ ĐĂNG KÝ TÀI KHOẢN KUBET