#Mind-numbing

[deedoo-r]

Genuinely, nothing has ever been as mind-numbing as spending like 10 hours trying to complete like 8 school assignments.

there have actually been times when I just have to stop and go to bed because I have genuinely lost the ability to think

[dumbnotstupidfuck]

this photo will have pop culture significance for years to come holy shit

[thesoundeffectpodcast]

COLORWAVE: PANTONE | Golden Yellow NOISE/SLEEP/ RELIEF #meditation #meditationmusic

2 Hour Golden Noise for stress relief and relaxation. Spotify Tiktok: @soundpodcast Twitter: @Sound9Effect

[pebblegalaxy]

Boredom: A Long Sequence of Haiku on What Bores Me

What bores you? Photo by cottonbro studio What Bores MeEndless meetings drag,Droning on about budgets,My mind starts to lag.Data entry tasks,Monotonous and mundane,Boredom sets in fast.Small talk at parties,Empty conversations lack,Stimulating tact.Watching paint dry slow,Waiting for time to crawl by,Such a dreary show.Repetitive tasks,Day in and day out the same,Routine quickly masks.Sitting…

[lovelykil]

middle school Izuku is reallyyyy clingy !! He wants to hold your hand everywhere you two go, intertwine fingers, talk to you all the time, follow you everywhere, hold you, cuddle you, kiss you— anything that involves just being with you.

he's never been with anyone quite like you, well he hasn't ever been in a relationship period. You're the first person ever to show him an interest in his weird self, now he's addicted to your love, you.

he worries his ass off when you don't reply within seconds after he sends you a message, the overthinking consumes his mind. He paces around his room, mumbling nonsense until his phone finally dings.

y/n !! (gf!!)

HII SORRY I'm here now izuuu

he's quick to reply, practically almost dropping his phone when reaching over in excitement and anxiousness.

izu !! (bf !!)

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤit's okay! Glad you're here now :]

whenever you come over after school he's a mess of emotions, flustered, nervous, anxious, he's gonna for sure throw up when you actually step foot in his house. He actually has a girl in his home, and it wasn't just any girl... his GIRLFRIEND!

let's just say he avoids showing you his room for.. obvious reasons so you two stay put on the couch. The TV is playing, the TV he's supposed to be watching with you but he can't help but look over at you every second.

he looks at your hand, he wants to hold it badly. He looks at your lap, he wants to lay his head there badly. He looks at your chest...

you're quick to grab his hand and hold it with yours, no words are exchanged just a quick loving smile then you return back to the TV.

he blushes, you blush. He blushes for various reasons while you blush for just one in particular. You grabbed his hand, you took the first move. He stared at your chest was he a pervert? You grabbed his hand right when he kept eyeing it, did you read his mind? You smiled at him— you.. just YOU !!

his mind is mush, you completely broke him.

[incredubious]

WHAT'S ON THE MENU ?! (no actual knuckles in the special he's still stomping you to death with his hooves)

[ mini print with stand available here ! ]

[dcxdpdabbles]

Excuse me? I really love your work and I was just wondering if we can get another chapter of Passion for Fashion?? I really love that but no rush whether or not u wanna. (Also, I'd love to see the Batfam or croc or anyone be educated WHAT KC actually is lololol I just think it would be fun.)

Danny stares at the man across from him with barely concealed bemusement. Red Robin hides behind his menu, muttering about all the pizza toppings.

It seemed pineapple was a must, and he fought not to wrinkle his nose as various people shot their table side glances. He's noticed the staring since they changed, but Danny is tired of the lingering gawking.

He gets that his date looks suspicious in his get-up, but it's not the worst.

They had to stop at a second-hand store, where he went in to buy a trench coat, a pair of large sunglasses, and a fedora, per Red Robin's request. While inside the store, Red Robin somehow produced a blond wig and some makeup, changing his features just slightly so that he appeared to be a different person.

They both stop at a local gas station to change outfits and finish their prep work in the bathrooms.

Danny had gone in sweats, a stained shirt, and mismatched shoes—he had not been expecting a date—but when he left, he came out wearing an experimental style Dan had found.

It was called Corp Goth, and he secretly adored it. Maybe Sam was onto something when she said a pure black offit made anyone attractive.

It was a form-fitting black jeans, a top with a darker shade of black long-sleeve shirt, and a flowing black trench coat. Dan had included various jewelry pieces, with strict instructions on where to put them so that the style was "balanced," it gave him the slightest hints of old-style rock aesthetics.

Danny felt good about his clothes until Red Robin saw him. He didn't think he was that bad-looking, but if it caused the other to run into a streetlight, Danny would hate to think what other less kind people would say.

"Would Hawiian be alright?" Red Robin finally asks, his voice just a tad bit high. Is he that nervous to be seen by people?

Danny raises a brow. "If that's what you like. I'll do whatever you want me to."

The other teenager—is he? He looks older now with his make-up—a few years—and makes a strange choking sound. "Okay."

"Alright. So now that we know what to tell the waitress when she comes here, can we return to the fact you broke through my window?" Danny asks, leaning back in his seat and crossing his legs to get comfortable.

A girl nearby chocks on her water, making Danny's head snap in her direction. Her friends quickly pat her back and urgently speak to the blushing girl. When he confirms she is all right, Danny returns his gaze to Red Robin.

He is taken aback by the sharp attention now being aimed at him. Yes, he can't exactly see the other eyes behind those dark sunglasses, but he feels the heavy stare all the same. "I want to discuss your connection to Killer Croc and the Infinite Realms."

Danny considers it. On the one hand, he can't talk about his secret mission, but on the other, he needs to find some information about this place. He's gotten bored wandering around, tinkering with things while the fashion contest dragged on.

They have been here for months and have made no headway in helping Batman. Heck, Danny has yet to even see him. If anything maybe this guy will know some information.

But he thinks he shouldn't lay all his cards just yet. So, he needs to bend the truth a little.

"There isn't much to tell about Killer. He was involved in our kidnapping a few days ago. I guess they hired him without explaining what the job was since he came to apologize for almost trafficking us." Danny shrugs, thinking over his answer as he takes a small sip of his soda, missing his mouth slightly. He quickly catches some of the spilled drink with his tongue, mentally debating himself for being so clumsy. There is a gasp from the same girl three tables away.

Danny fights the urge to sink into his seat as he ignores her. "He said he sells drugs, not people. How he tracked us down is anyone's guess, but since he came all the way in person, I figured I should invite him in and offer him a drink."

Red Robin tilts his head. "Why?"

"What do you mean?"

"Why would you invite him in and offer him a drink?"

"Ugh, 'cause it's good manners?" Honestly, did big-city folks really have no sense of being civil? Amity Park has a small population, but there are enough people to be called a city, and none of them have ever been confused by the idea of being invited in for a drink.

Red Robin considers this answer before he leans forward. "How about your connection to the Infinite Realms?"

Here, Danny carefully selects his replies, ensuring that all his answers are accurate, just not in the way the others will get. "You can say it was my parents, but mostly my mom. She was the one who made the final step and connected the family to the Realms."

"Your mom? Where is she?"

"Dead," Danny whispers, thinking of his own mom, whom he hasn't seen in weeks. He wonders if she or his dad has noticed him missing yet. If they have reported it.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

Red Robin looks down at his hands in silence in a show of respect. Danny can appreciate it. However, that doesn't last long before he lifts his head again, this time with a stubborn little tilt to his mouth.

"That wasn't a full explanation of how the Infinite Releams involve you or your brother."

Danny shrugs. "It's how we got our meta powers. The portal to the other side opened on Dan and me, triggering our ice and glowing eyes. We've been inside it a few times, but the portal sealed shut the last time. We haven't been able to go back."

"That's why you here," Red Robin says in great realization. "Gotham has enough death in it that it helps your powers."

Not really, but they can work with that. Danny smiles, putting one finger up against his lips, and Red Robin is true to his name by turning a lovely red hue. Danny hasn't seen anyone blush that hard since Jonny 13 when the other asked him out on a date.

It's cute.

"That and it's also the cheapest living city. Dan really has his heart set on being a fashion designer so we need to save money on fabrics and stuff."

"You're his model. Have you always wanted to go into modeling?"

"Not really. I like mechanical engineering more. Maybe when I finish helping Dan, I'll look for a school to apply to." Danny shrugs, leaning forward to give the other a smirk.

Star once told him that Danny's slow up and down was his best flirting technique after he had done her math homework for her. In return, she agreed to help him get better at dating.

He's not sure how well her lessons had gone, seeing as he still struggled to get a date back home (with the living anyone), but he thinks some of it was right since Red Robin goes even redder, if that's possible.

"Enough about me. How did you get involved in smashing widows and looking tasty in spandex?"

"I-um- well funny enough I-" Whatever he was going to say is lost as a figure jumps down from the darkness, landing on their table. Danny yelps, pushing himself away, but in doing so, he falls backward since his chair is not meant to be leaned like that.

He crashes to the ground with a swear, closing his eyes at the impact. The back of his head stings a little, as Danny slowly cracks open his eyes and stares upwards- at...a man in a bat suit?

"Moby Dick! Are you Batman!" He gasps, finally feeling like they are about to make a step forward in their mission.

The man glares down at him before grunting. "Red Robin. Retreat to cave."

"But-"

"Now"

Then he throws a smoke bomb on the ground. Danny leaps up, but both men are gone by the time the smoke clears. "Wait! Mr. Batman, sir, I need to talk to you!"

There is no reply, just the girls filming with their phones and the sound of speeding cars. Danny kicks the ground. "Oh come on!"

When he wanders home, he finds Dan lying face down on the ground with various ice cream tubs surrounding him. On some pieces of paper are various-sized hearts, the initials "DF + KC" inside them.

Dan is singing heartbreak sounds into the carpet, muffled by his tears.

"Dan, man, have some dignity. You knew the EverBurning for like ten minutes."

The muffled crying gets louder, and Danny rolls his eyes. He slumps onto the couch with a sigh. "Listen, I think I got a lead on Batman. It's a man dressed like a bat. How hard can it be to find him?"

His clone-turn-twin raises one hand, pointing to a smashed button Danny missed when entering the living room. Upon closer inspection, he is startled to find out that it's a miniature microphone and tracker. There is a very tiny symbol on the side.

"Did Red Robin bug our house after breaking our window!?" he asks in outrage as Dan nods. "To think I flirted with him!"

Dan sobs louder. "I tried flirting with the best tail I have ever seen in my life and you got a date with a stalker! We're going to die alone!"

Danny really hopes they finish this stupid mission soon. He's getting tempted to let Clockwork's bomb take him.

[ilynpilled]

“jaime did it mostly for self preservation” “he did it bc he was ordered to kill his father” are not only blatantly incorrect and borderline illiterate reads of what is in the text but idk why people find it unfathomable that someone like jaime would want to prevent thousands of people from violently burning alive. like it is not actually a difficult moral equation which is why it is at the center of jaime’s arc and his relationship to his society because he realizes that the ethical constructs of westeros seem to be in opposition to this very obvious moral choice as seen by how the situation could even escalate to the point that it does through the enablement of the tyrant by the respected institution of the kingsguard and the uncritical upholding of the honor system over an actual coherent moral code. same with the scorn he receives for killing what everybody acknowledges as an objectively horrid tyrant who harmed innocents and violated law that knights are also sworn to protect and uphold and actually contradict by not acting against.

[coffee-cait]

Y'all better be careful out there in the deserts of No Man's Land, there's a Typhoon approachin'.

[bittendevil]

stupid little speedingbullet thing i made cuz im so unbelievably fixated on them holY DOOLIE!!!!! im going MAD !!3!3! so many emotions not enough words

other one i made at the start of august😇😇

[pomegranatears]

Oh, to have a sub squirming and softly crying because I applied numbing cream on them and now they can't feel anything.

Condescendingly saying that I don't know why they're whining and begging, I am touching them. I'm thinking about my wicked smile when the faux sympathy comes out with a "Poor thing".

Making them thank me for touching them even though they're not that interested in cumming. I mean, I'm touching them in the way they love and nothing is happening. Clearly, they don't want it.

And it can go from denial to overstimulation so fast! Just imagine what happens if I apply the cream a second time and they have to go more minutes without feeling anything. Maybe this time they'll hump my thigh like a desperate pet.

When the effect finale runs off, I'd make them go get their favorite vibrating toy. That's when my darling puppy gets to cum - again and again -.

I might enjoy the thought of their flushed cheeks, labored breath, their begging - for more, to stop or for something, neither of us knows - and the lovely sounds they make when they're getting close to cum a little too much.

[probablyreal]

[thesoundeffectpodcast]

COLORWAVE: PANTONE | Viva Magenta NOISE/SLEEP/ RELIEF

2 Hour Magenta Noise for sleep, relief, and relaxation. Spotify Tiktok: @soundpodcast Twitter: @Sound9Effect

[socialc1imb]

Yet another version of this wip that is slowly destroying the nerves in my hand </3

[vaxieth]

i don’t know who needs to hear this, but the only time imogen has ever questioned if the ruby vanguard had a “point” was in the thirty seconds after an extremely emotionally intense dream where she experienced what it was like to be without pain for the first time in a decade, and when she was corrected by orym, she immediately apologized because she knew she was wrong. this is not and never has been some character defining struggle.

even if we consider her pull to predathos as analogous to a pull towards supporting the vanguard (it isn’t at all, but let’s say it is), she hid how she was feeling in the immediate aftermath, again, of an extremely emotionally intense dream that clearly left her feeling overwhelmed and confused, but the next day, when she was back to herself, she told them she felt a pull and that she wanted them to help her resist it. she said herself, “i know what’s right, even if my heart would say otherwise at some point.”

the fandom’s cynical obsession with imogen “betraying” the group despite ample evidence that, in her right mind, she is committed to them fully and would never willingly chose otherwise is one of the most utterly baffling and frustrating takes i consistently see.

[keytones]

ao3 being down is making me realize i do, in fact, have an addiction to fanfic. maybe i should pick up a new addiction to cope. i should start eating cigarettes