Hyperfixating On Everything At Once

Do the pastels disguise the chaos?

[to-proudly-go]

A tiny Grocky

[hagihino]

[robotslenderman]

The recent hot VS cold polls have made me realise that a lot of people have no idea how to cool down.

As someone from a hot country that's regularly on fire, here's some tips:

WATER IS YOUR FRIEND! WATER! IS! YOUR! FRIEND! You can transfer SO much heat into this bad boy! You cannot cool down without water!

Wrists under the cold tap. Splash your face and the back of your neck. Fan yourself.

In some countries you can buy a little handeld fan with a water sprayer.

Damp tea towel around the neck. Stick an ice pack in there on hotter days.

Half fill a water bottle with water, stick in freezer. If you use a bottle with a straw, make sure it's lying on its side with the straw side up and out of the water. When frozen top up the rest of the way with tap water and off you go.

Desperate to cool off? Wet T-shirt. Sit in front of a fan. This will nuke it, just don't get hypothermia and don't fall asleep like this.

Cold showers are also your friend in summer. Some people get psyched up by these. Personally, I sleep like a baby, so I'm good to have them before bed. Just keep in mind that it takes a bit of time for the cool to circulate, so your body will tell you that you're colder than you actually are. I find that when I have cold showers I need to step out of the spray when I think I'm cold... I'll just wait, and thirty seconds later the temperature has evened out and I actually need to step under again. Rinse and repeat until you maintain coolness even after stepping out for a bit.

If you can't do cold showers, turn the cold shower on anyway and just stick your arms under. When they're cold, lift your arms up above your head. The sensation of cool blood draining into your body is fucking weird and kinda unpleasant but less unpleasant than being hot.

Feet in a tub of water with ice. Blood naturally flows to your extremities when hot, so take advantage of this. If you don't have a tub of ice water, sticking a wet rag on your feet in front of the fan works too, it's the less powerful version of the wet T-shirt.

Drinks lots of water but make sure that water has electrolytes as well. Stay in the shade.

Keep air circulating. Fans don't actually cool rooms down, they just help transfer heat from your body to the moisture on your skin or the air via evaporative cooling.

Block north facing windows early in the morning so the sun doesn't get in. If you're in the northern hemisphere, this is opposite for you. Keep in mind that if your home is brick, the bricks will still heat up and slowly release heat into your home even after the sun goes down so this will only do so much.

If it's hotter inside than outside, close all your windows but two, making sure they're on opposite sides of the house/unit you're in. Point a fan out of one window, making sure that the doors between the rooms with the open windows are all open. This will help create a mini pressure system in your home, pulling cooler air in and pushing the hotter air out via the fan. Bonus points if you can get that fan high up where the hot air rises; even within a single room the top is much hotter than the air by the floor. Adjust the amount of open windows based on how many fans you have, but generally you want more windows with fans open than windows without fans to keep the pressure correct.

Obviously, use your common sense for these. Not everything WILL work for you, just use the stuff that does and adjust what needs to be adjusted. Some of these will be impossible to use in the workplace but others you can still use. Others are best used at home. If humidity impacts your ability to use any of these, get a dehumidifier if that's an option, or use more ice instead of evaporation.

Also keep in mind that the skinnier you are, the faster these will work. More fat means more insulation, means more heat, so you may need to be more patient with some of these or use them in combination.

[i-suggest-transing-your-gender]

the this-is blogs abt transandrophobia dont have their askblogs open here rn so im here but this is transandrophobia right?

This is transandrophobia AND weird as hell

[syndertenebris]

Went to block and found this. Yet another instance of “all transmascs are white”.

Also transmasc kids are the kids being sexually harassed by their peers because they’re perceived as (or at the time identified as) girls. Jfc.

[ktkat99]

"I need to warn you, sir. Adopting a child over the age of three means that he may never really see you as his father. You need to be ready to accept that you may only ever be a stand-in in his eyes."

Bruce couldn't stop thinking about the social worker's parting words as they had left the courthouse. And then for a while after they'd returned to the manor. Alfred was slicing assorted fruit in the kitchen in a bid to get their new charge to eat something, and Dick was up in his new room unpacking his bags, but Bruce was mentally going over and over those words.

Father? Did that word apply to him now? Did… did he even want to be called that? He was sure he wanted to take in and raise Dick, but he'd never considered what Dick would call him.

Bruce? Maybe? He guessed it would be up to Dick.

He knew that after his own parents had passed, he'd never called another adult 'mom' or 'dad', but that was because he'd been raised by Alfred.

Speaking of which…

"Hey, Alfred?"

The butler didn't look away from the bowl he was arranging for Dick. "Yes, Master Bruce? Something on your mind?"

"I was just wondering… did it ever bother you? That you raised a kid who never ended up referring to you as their father?"

Alfred stilled. He blinked and pushed the bowl aside so he could lean against the counter. "Master Bruce," he thought for a second, wanting to pick his words carefully. "In short, no. It never bothered me. Because I wasn't your father. But that didn't mean we weren't, if I may be so bold, family. I knew that you saw me as a parental figure, someone you could trust if you needed help or advice, and I knew that it didn't matter to me what you called me. It wouldn't change a thing. I wasn't going to let how you, a child, saw me dictate how I viewed our relationship."

Yyyyy

Bruce never forced, encouraged, or even suggested that Dick call him by anything other than Bruce. In fact, he'd forgotten all about the conversation pretty quickly as parenting, running a multi-billion dollar business, and vigilantism tended to take up a lot of his time. It wasn't until one night, a few years after he'd adopted his son that he even recalled it.

"Dad?"

Bruce looked up from his paperwork at the sound of the hoarse, quiet voice. Dick was standing in his home office doorway, drowsy, wrapped in a blanket, and pale.

"You don't look so good, bud." He put his pen down and hurried over to the twelve year old and felt his forehead.

"Can we not go out tonight? Please?"

"Yeah, no worries there. You're going back to bed. Let's go."

"Okay." Dick allowed himself to be guided back to his room, where he crawled back in bed and closed his eyes tight.

"I'll be back with some water, alright? And I'll have Alfred make you soup. It looks like you've caught that bug that's been going around. Barry says it knocked Wally out for a full day, but with that boy's metabolism, I really don't know how long this will take to run its course."

"Mn, soup sounds good." Dick mumbled into his pillow.

Bruce smiled softly as he was able to watch Dick actually fall asleep mid-conversation. He pulled another blanket up over the sleeping mound of child on the bed and tucked him in.

Down in the kitchen, he found Alfred just getting out the dishes he would need to prepare dinner.

"Hey, Alfred. You haven't gotten started yet, I hope?"

The butler shook his head. "Not yet. I was just about to make spaghetti, unless you wanted something else?"

Bruce nodded, walking past to grab one of the colorful, plastic cups they had gotten Dick to help him feel more at home. "Dick caught Wally's cold. He's asleep now, but I told him you'd make him… um,"

Something clicked.

He was replaying the conversation mentally so he could relay anything important to the one who had more experience dealing with sick kids, and something Dick had said…

"He… he called me 'Dad'."

The cup overflowed and his wet hand snapped him back to the present. Quickly, he dumped some of the water out and grabbed a dishrag to dry off the outside of the cup.

"Master Bruce?"

Bruce didn't know what the right reaction was, but he found himself staring incredulously at the water. He'd always told himself that being Dick's guardian was enough. He'd had a father, and that father wasn't Bruce.

He'd known that. He'd never considered…

His chest swelled as he tried to wrap his head around the overwhelming feelings that had just hit him like a truck.

"He called me 'Dad.'" Bruce whispered again.

He smiled, only just realizing that the cup in his hands was blurry.

Alfred simply smiled with him and drew the man into a tight hug.

[fallen-jpg]

summer rain. redrew parts of an old drawing

BONUS:

he did that on purpose. bonus bonus:

[pbeeanjay]

all it takes to stop an angel

[reibub]

screams

[nyukaart]

[sleuu]

stakeout

strangely enough this is the first time ive actually done a full jason drawing even though ive been reading about him for years

[va-nnahs]

Yesterday was mother's day so I drew these two :)

[zeromack0]

its done

[quelmdn]

"The image was damascened, as beaten metal. He was reading."

(That small crumb of bookish Laurent from book 1)

[rinnnzzzz]

Farm🌾

[crowkip]

missed drawing them waaa

[reibub]

i have fallen deeper into timkon hole and i wanna get better at male anatomy for them,,,

[rhymo-s]

Robins