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#white noise machines
thebibliosphere · 2 months
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I'm scrolling through some ambient noises to help me write, and it got me thinking. Y'know those white noise machines people use for sleeping?
Do you think there's a very specific brand marketed at Gothamites?
Like everyone else has rainy nights on the beach, whale song, the crackle of the campfire, and everyone's all-time favorite "rickety fan about to oscillate off your shitty ikea desk at four in the morning."
And then there's "The Sounds of Gotham," a nighttime ambiance made up of heavy thunderstorms interspaced with the wail of police sirens and the occasional smattering of gunfire.
If you upgrade to premium, you can get the added sound effect of "small vigilante child dropping onto your apartment roof followed by the heavy pitter-patter of their combat boots as they dropkick a criminal off the fire escape."
Mm. Cozy.
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themistdragon · 4 months
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Runaan is one of those people who CANNOT sleep in total silence. There had to be some form of noise, otherwise he won't sleep a wink.
Ethari snores like a lawnmower.
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wow-thisismylifeiguess · 10 months
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uhhh, catboy Soap who has the /loudest/ purrs known to man. No one wants to cuddle w and sleep w him because it’s like someone’s revving a motorcycle right in the room w them.
Ghost, who /cannot/ sleep without white noise because he’s used to everything being loud and sounds drowning out his thoughts. He can’t stand the silence.
Soap and Ghost passing out on top of each other after a mission, exhausted and dirty, and Soap rumbling like a motor right against Ghost’s chest, and Ghost has the /best/ sleep he’s ever had in his life
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chameleonsynthesis · 2 months
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"I'm just going to do quick doodles for these," I said. "Some fast pencil scribbles."
*proceeds to spend an hour drawing a single frog.*
Clearly I am full of lies. It is 99% pencil tool though. Using the ink pen brush to do the eyes so they have crisp edges.
Amphibiuary Day 4: Sing. One of my favourite frogs, the spring peeper, Pseudacris crucifer.
My childhood home was very close to a large wetland area. You knew springtime was truly here when the peepers would start living up to their name. The volume level of their booty calls is not commensurate with their tiny size at all. Some ponds in the woods could be almost painful to stand near with how loud it would get.
Love these little dudes.
They sound like this:
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kentohours · 3 months
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Wait a minute do you guys actually put music on when you’re getting it on???????????????
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What do you think Din's biggest kink is?
a solid eight hours of sleep and a visit to the chiropractor
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thecrownestt · 6 months
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"Go on, tell me what sound does a pretty girl makes!"
"Moo!"
Her 'moo' was high pitched and sharp, as if she was an eager volunteer responding to a request. Yes! I know the answer and am happy to share it!
As he twirls a fork into a balanced mix of creamy noodles, she starts smiling and wiggling to get perfectly cozy on the couch. There's a grin of his own that can't be hidden. It's so much to enjoy.
"Oh, honey, I can't believe it's slipping my mind so soon, but could you please remind Daddy what sound a pretty, hunnngry girl makes?"
She settles in even more deeply. There's a fork being brought to her expecting mouth. There's another hand brushing her hair back, where the calm touch becomes more guided and stern, holding her attention upright and forward.
Eyes flutter. Determination sinks in. A breathy sigh escapes.
"...Moooo."
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The bowl of pasta is empty. All background noise disappears and is replaced by their screaming internal thoughts.
"Moo!...moo!...moo!....ohhh...fuckkkk....mooo-oooOOOooo-oooOooOo."
He's entirely dictating the situation. A few bites of pasta became kisses on her neck. A few more became gentle caresses. The build up was slow. She got more if she ate more. It never wasn't this way. It's how he liked to treat his pretty girl.
"Muhhh, moo! MOO!"
Two fingers dragged their way, slowly, so slowly, up and down her pussy. Never dwelling in one place. Never actually giving the tempo or pressure she needed to crest this orgasm. Torture. Torment. Begging. Please. He suckled on her breast with a certain desperation and grateful zeal.
Reaching over to the plate, he got his free hand on one of the remaining breadsticks. He dipped it into Alfredo sauce and brought it to her face. She didn't care to wait for his question. She didn't care she was eating a fucked amount of food since meeting him. She needed to cum. Bad.
"MOOO!" It came out frustrated. Angry. Feed me. Now. Let me cum. All of those feelings in one brief grunted sound.
His two fingers were dragging their way towards her clit. Just. Stay. There. Do it. Please please please.
"Be a doll for me, what sound does a COW make?"
Her screams echoed across the house as he finally gave into her needs.
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The dishwasher stirs as he puts the last of the trash in the garbage. Fatigued and satisfied, he grunts in approval of the cleanup.
Over in the living room, the couch is a mess. So many crumbs. Always crumbs.
Down the hall, there's a faint sound. Bemused, he makes his way to the bedroom where it comes from.
She's asleep, but it isn't exactly graceful.
Choppy, gaspy snorts. Overly loud, deep deep breaths.
The poor thing, her rest being interrupted and inhibited by a heaving chest and lungs being squeezed out by her packed stomach.
He snuggles up next to her. Her snoring filing the room. Barely a minute goes by where she isn't grunting, choking, or simply being a loud sleeper.
Just the sounds that a pretty girl makes.
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jolys-cane · 5 days
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combeferre biggest nerd of all time ever. answers the phone with "ahoy-hoy!" watches 'how it's made' with popcorn. tells you that tomatoes are fruits and theyre also berries and so are bananas and kiwis. "did you know that a flea can jump 350 times its body length?" "did you know naked mole rats dont die of old age?" "did you know seals can get seasick?"
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motleyfam · 1 year
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Imagine Bruce starting therapy and learning about all these cool new tricks and gadgets that can help with emotional regulation and getting super invested (because I mean, c’mon, the dude’s like the king of gadget hoarding, he’s got a utility belt for goodness sake)
Then imagine the learning curve of him realizing that just because something works great for one of his kids, doesn’t mean it works for all of them, as illustrated by this memorable incident:
Jason gets really upset and starts having a minor panic attack about something
Bruce, proud owner of 14 new weighted blankets (in various styles, weights, and sizes), tries to wrap his adult son up in one to ground him
After all, Bruce himself finds them super comforting because it’s basically a socially acceptable alternative to wearing a massive Kevlar cape 24/7 like he’d do if he could
(Tim loves them too, so like, kid tested, parent approved™️)
Ends up totally backfiring when the added weight & restricted movement sends Jason into a full-blown flashback of digging out of his own grave, taking this panic attack from like a 4 to a 10
Whoops
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shameboree · 2 years
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OH MY GOD CAN YOU GIVE US MORE OF THE PEDIATRIC NURSE AU ADRIEN?
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sometimes u need to facetime ur wife in the Crying Closet bc a small child said ur jokes suck
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paradoxgavel · 5 months
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headcanon: before everything that happened, henry emily had a really stern resting face - to the point that if you just saw him in passing you'd think he was the most serious, boring dude in the world, but he was actually extremely easy to make laugh and had a big goofy grin once you got him going.
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allgremlinart · 5 days
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About your latest post being a Bruce Wayne apologist (bc same honesty), does this mean you are no longer in the fandom? Bc you said “was or maybe I’m reading too much into? Sorry if I am
adhshs I say "was" cus I dont post about him as much anymore but like. hyperfixations dont really ever LEAVE for me.... they just go into hibernation....
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puppetpussy · 7 months
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i love the headcanon that scaramouche cant sleep without dottore but please consider that dottore cant sleep without his little white noise machine...
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demontouched · 8 months
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idk which neorodivergent needs to hear this, but go buy a white noise machine. go to the baby section of whatever giant chain retailer is near you and pick out a noise machine. you could get a cute one, or one with a nightlight, or one that has an app. it doesn't matter. what matters is that it fills that odd silence you always hear, and it helps you focus. i have had a white noise machine on in the background for a few months now, and i can say without a doubt that i get things done faster now. i also recommend one that you plug in instead of needing to be charged bc you sometimes forget that shit. if you have snesory issues, it might get a little overwhelming sometimes but you can just turn it off! just turn it off and sit in the new silence until you hate it again.
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taakosleftshoe · 11 months
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My daily schedule
Wake up
Think about ethersea
Go to school
Think about ethersea
Go home
Think about ethersea
Go to sleep
Repeat
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