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Engineering School in the 3rd district of Paris
French vintage postcard, mailed in 1904
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fijit4 · 1 year
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It's always frustrating to be an ADHD college student at a rigorous university. I have so much work to do but can't get off the couch. I see my roommates and classmates working all day without issue and I can't even do the two assignments I have today.
It's hard to be kind to yourself when you can't help but compare to the people around you.
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doctordragon · 2 years
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physics professors just Loooooooooove to tell you to draw a Free Body Diagram
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temporarytemporal · 1 month
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my dress up doll
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puppetmaster13u · 1 month
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Prompt in Memes 5
Once more, have a prompt entirely in memes because I'm too lazy to properly write one right now lol.
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My roommates keep stealing my tools because they don't have any, so I'm curious
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homkamiro · 6 months
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EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! I need to tell just how running blind fanfiction by @thetriggeredhappy fucked me up
I'm not joking when I say that this is my favourite fic ever made, I literally don't, everything about it is so perfect, so detailed and so emotional,, i cried a lot, i laughed a lot, and I was really amazed by some of the plot twitsts
EVERYONE needs to read it, and if you don't imma bust yo damn kneecaps
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ew-selfish-art · 10 months
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Dp x Dc AU: Jazz Fenton, after years of fixing her brother’s injuries, becomes a Doctor with an inclination towards behavioral health and psychology- In order to make the difference she wants to see in the world she joins Dr. Leslie Thompkin’s practice. 
Jazz Fenton, M.D. has spent years of her life doing research, doing the hard work and the emotional labor, and finally, finally, she’s joining a practice she can feel 100% confident in. She’s goddamn good doctor and she wants to make the biggest impact that she can. 
Dr. Thompkins (who insists that she call her Leslie as they’re colleagues now), is a kind woman, sharp as a tack and keeps her practice open at odd hours to help the most unfortunate. It took some time for them to bond and trust to be built, but now Jazz is being allotted a few night shifts here and there. 
It’s incredible. Jazz gets to spend time with the kids who come in and really talk to them (in addition to getting them antibiotics, heating pads and pokemon themed bandaids) to help equip them with a few coping skills. Her passion for psychology never disappeared after all, but the expansive knowledge of how to heal the human body has made her find a sense of fulfillment like no other.
Having proven herself and worn Leslie down, Jazz now takes up about 1/3 of all the night shifts in the month. She’s hoping to get to 50/50 by the end of the year but she’s content with what she has. Danny keeps odd hours anyway so calling him after work on her walk home can happen any time of day and he will always answer enthusiastically. 
It’s a particularly busy night before he comes in. The Red Hood. 
He was known for being an ally to Leslie, despite being on contentious terms with the Bats, but Jazz had never asked directly. Never one to turn away a patient with bullet hole wounds, she hops into action to get his wounds cleaned, sewed up and gauze wrapped. She’s handing him a sheet (an Infographic! Dani made it with her! Graphic design is her passion!) on how to care for his wounds when he first seems to recognize that she’s not Leslie. 
“No, Of course not. I’m Dr. Fenton. I can’t blame you for not remembering but I did introduce myself as you bled in the entry way. You’re Red Hood, right?” 
“Hm. Didn’t realize the practice was expanding. Where can I find-” He grumbles before pushing her hand aside from where she had still been supporting his shoulder.
“Hold on there, mister. You’re going home, you’re following this infographic and you’re going to get some sleep.” 
“Lady you don’t know-” His voice modulated ton came across antagonistically. As if he was trying to intimidate her. Ha, Jazz rolls her eyes at the inclination.
“Who I’m talking to? Who I’m dealing with? You’re hilarious. I can eat you vigilante’s hero complexes for breakfast. Tell me who I’m calling to pick you up and then you can say thank you.” Jazz snaps at him. It really had been a long night but his whole dialogue thus far is making her a bit batty. 
“Oh really Doc? You know Leslie’s tough shit, and from what I can tell you’ve got nothing on her-” 
“Trying to make me feel insufficient when I just saved your life? That’s cute. I’m sure a lifetime of abandonment by both of your parental figures gave you that. I’m also sure that you inherited this desire to prove you’re not going to be dependent on anyone who wants to help from whoever got you dressing up in tights to fight crime in the first place. Again, I’d love to talk at length about how predictable you-” 
“Bwah- wait- I’m Predictable? You’re probably some nepobaby who had parents who told her she could have the world-” But Jazz cuts him off with hysterical laughter- he couldn’t be further from the truth. Her parents loved her, but nepotism? With what, the ghosts? If anything she got that from Danny, but he doesn’t need to know about her ghostly titles. 
“You’re just some guy who came back from the dead and made his trauma everyone else’s issue. So shut it. And tell me how I’m getting you home from this clinic.” She seethes though her voice stays devastatingly level with each word. 
Speechless for a moment, he eventually relents to Jazz that he’s already called for help on the comms but it will be hours before they can come for a pick up. The sun had already come up and the night had been over for most of them before Hood had walked into trouble. She groans and the realizes the time for herself and the empty clinic around them.
“Fine. My shift just ended anyway. I’ll get you home in one piece and I swear to all the ancients that you’d better follow the directions on the infographic.” 
And that’s how Jazz ended up calling her brother while supporting the weight of a grown ass man (who no longer wanted to talk to her) on her walk home. 
The next time Red Hood appears in her clinic, he’s brought a dozen roses in addition to the cut on his neck that definitely needs to be pressurized like ASAP. Did he stop for the flowers on his way to the clinic? He’s going to pass out from blood loss! She doesn’t even like roses!
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Alfa Romeo Diva Concept, 2006, by Sbarro. Built by an international team of students at Franco Sbarro’s Espera school of automotive design and construction in Yverdon, Switzerland, based on a design by Wolfgang Egger at the Centro Stile Alfa Romeo. It used a heavily modified Alfa Romeo 159 platform with a mid-mounted transverse 3.2 litre 290bhp Busso V6. There was speculation about a limited production run but none materialised 
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Decorating the gender neutral bathroom 💪🏻💪🏻🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️
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scintillyyy · 4 months
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i think tim should go to college but i also think he should bounce to a new one every semester because things keep happening and he keeps dropping out.
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oldguydoesstuff · 2 months
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Childhood memories. I had several of these Radio Shack X-in-one kits growing up, where you page through hundreds of projects and build them by connecting wires through little springs.
To be honest, I did not learn much circuit theory building these. But it sure planted the bug for being interested in electronics, and eventually computers
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vnynv · 7 months
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this
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wanderlust-in-my-soul · 2 months
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Sharing is caring. (Part 1/?)
My Engineer
The Eighth Sense
2gether
Love Mate
Remember Me
My School President
About Youth
House of Stars
Fragile Souls
My Engineer
Part of my favorite bl-tropes collection, as always in no particular order.
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buzzfeedunsolvable · 18 days
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No hate to Steven or anything and a lot of the flack he's gotten in the yt comments is unwarranted, but one thing I think is interesting is how on Watcher he was painted as a business-guru type and yet he was like... a chemical engineering major. Like so was I for most of college and you know what we never learned? How to run a business
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b1anketplask · 2 months
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Following maid Eddie, Here's Henry Maid <3<3 and the little drink Gosh Now that I think about It would be better if I posted this on 3/3 lol
(He's puppy If you ask)
Next is Gordon >:3 Ready for it!!!
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