#( development. ☄ )

[li0nh3arted]

↪ not-so-brief introduction. BASICS.

full name: ruairi oisín peter macarthy. nickname(s): ror (based on the pronunciation of his name 'rory'), sunshine. age: twenty-nine. date of birth: 28 december 1994. zodiac sign: capricorn. place of birth: killiney, county dublin, ireland. ethnicity: white. nationality: irish. gender: demiboy ( nonbinary, he/they pronouns ). sexual orientation: pansexual. romantic orientation: panromantic. religion: ruairi was raised catholic and practiced long enough to have first communion and other childhood milestones go by. as an adult he doesn't practice actively but he'll attend mass when his parents visit him or he visits them. education: bachelor’s in mechanical and computer engineering ( trinity college, dublin ), master's in game design ( - university ). occupation: game developer; co-owner & co-founder of starcrest gaming. language(s) spoken: english, irish ( his irish is a little rough as he grew up speaking it but fell off at a certain point. he's trying to brush up and re-learn it as best he can ). accent: ruairi has a fairly thick irish accent though the time he's spent in the united states has softened it the slightest bit. neighborhood: sycamore row, maple lane.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE.

face claim: callum turner. hair color: dark brown. eye color: blue. height: 6'2". weight: 176 lbs. build: ruairi is fairly lanky as things go but he's recently taken to hitting the gym regularly and has managed, against all odds, to bulk up a bit. tattoos: he has a tattoo of a baby owlbear holding a d20― it's inspired by baldur's gate 3 and on the inside of his right bicep ( here ); he has a tattoo of his favorite character from baldur's gate 3 ( shadowheart ) on the back of his left calf ( here ); he has a legend of zelda themed tattoo on his left forearm ( here ). piercings: he has a helix piercing in his left ear that he got when he was seventeen and hardly remembers enough to think to remove it. he wears a basic silver ring there. distinguishing characteristics: the level of energy he has on any given day, his accent, the fact that he always seems to be in seven places at once in any conversation, his smile.

PERSONALITY.

label: the avid gamer. positive traits: adaptable, charming, clever, compassionate, empathetic, flirtatious, independent, methodical, passionate, persuasive, resourceful. negative traits: anxious, impatient, impulsive, mischievous, needy, obsessive, perfectionist, reckless sarcastic, self-deprecating, self-sabotaging, shy, stubborn. goals/desires: to continue to make games he can be proud of, to be a good father to his son, to fall in love again. fears: autophobia ( fear of being alone ). hobbies: playing video games, streaming on twitch, writing in his spare time, cooking, baking, building computers, learning new things, finding new games to play, playing dungeons & dragons with his friends, reading, spending time with his son, playing with his dog, programming, spending time with his friends, listening to music, playing guitar. he notoriously will try anything at least once and he's prone to doing some chaotic things if they look fun or interesting. quirks: he very nearly always talks with her hands to some extent when he’s speaking, he gets obscenely excited over animals of just about any sort, he always seems to have some kind of sweet on his person, he tends to look like he needs to sleep for the next three days even when he's full of energy. he always seems to have coffee or an energy drink with him ( his mother is very concerned for his kidneys ). likes: disney movies, cute people, flirting with said cute people, spending time with his friends and family, taking naps with his son and his dog, strong coffee, food of any kind, trying new things if his friends will try them with him, watching documentaries, watching foreign TV shows, watching anime, fantasy novels, queer romance novels, jigsaw puzzles, crafts of any sort ( knitting, especially ), video games of all sorts, finding new rpg style games to play, streaming, baking, going out with his friends, milkshakes ( he developed a love for them once he moved to the states ). dislikes: being bad at things on the first try, people who don’t listen, anyone who has something negative to say about his being a single parent, black licorice, the amount he throws himself into work sometimes, people who are unnecessarily rude, most hard liquor that isn't whiskey ( he'll legitimately fight someone if they make a joke about it, though ).

FAMILY.

father: ciarán macarthy. mother: maebh macarthy. sibling(s): eoghan macarthy ( older brother ), lorcan macarthy ( older brother ), conor macarthy ( younger brother ). pet(s): a three year old belgian malinois named jaina ( after his favorite world of warcraft character ). financial status: upper middle class.

BIOGRAPHY.

Born in Dublin, Ireland - the third of what would eventually total four Macarthy sons - Ruairi ( 'Rory' he'd stressed time and again throughout school, eager to help anyone who cared to listen understand how to make at least a passing effort at not butchering his name ) - was a rambunctious and energetic boy seemingly from the moment he knew enough about anything to get into trouble. And, as luck would have it, he had a particular knack for getting into trouble that was only matched by his apparent gift in talking himself right out of it. He was genuinely sweet when he interacted with most people and between his good manners and even better grades, well, it was difficult for his parents to find a reason to discipline him too severely for his boyish shenanigans.

Being nearly the youngest of his brothers certainly never seemed to help matters - though he wasn't lacking in attention by any means, Ruairi seemed determined to get that much more in any and every way he possibly could - whether that involved placing first in a science fair in primary school with a robot he'd built from scratch or getting in trouble for getting into fights with local boys for picking on his siblings mattered little in his eyes. Attention was attention. His parents disciplined him as best they could and hoped that he'd grow out of that particular habit as he got older and, much to their relief, he seemed to the moment he was ready to attend University. They hadn't quite expected him to follow so closely upon the heels of his brother Lorcan who'd enrolled at Trinity College two years before Ruairi himself darkened its doors.

University was a delight for someone as insatiably curious as Ruairi had always been and he delighted in every experience he could take in - his courses, making new friends, enjoying everything that being away from home had to offer. He had some measure of supervision if he decided he wanted to spend any significant time with his brother but thankfully, in his mind, the elder Macarthy wasn't one to ride him too hard about what he was getting up to. When his brother graduated and Ruairi found himself left up to his own devices more often than not he began to spend time with an exchange student who would eventually become his girlfriend - Margaret Rourke. She was American, in the same engineering courses as Ruairi and he was head over heels for her just as soon as they met.

It was a whirlwind romance in every imaginable way and Ruairi was determined to enjoy every possible second of it. Though, he thought, perhaps his enjoyment went too far afield when Maggie told him she was pregnant a few weeks after they'd celebrated their first anniversary together. Ruairi was equal parts terrified and determined to be a proper father for his child and stepped up in the way he did just about everything else - with laser focus and the utmost effort. The prospect of fatherhood seemed to settle him down even more and shortly before they graduated from University, Maggie gave birth to their son Fionn. Another year passed that involved raising Fionn with Maggie, nurturing their relationship and debating the merits of enrolling in graduate school - something Ruairi finally committed to when he agreed to move back to the United States with Maggie - to be nearer to her family in her hometown of Chicago, Illinois.

Living in the US was something of a novelty for Ruairi for at least two or three months but he was perfectly happy to balance raising their son, attending school, and working on developing an indie RPG video game with his best friend in his graduate program while he did so. Everything felt rather perfect and he made the quiet decision to buy Maggie an engagement ring as their second anniversary approached. As most things seemed to do when they felt all but perfect - they shattered in a fraction of a second when Maggie walked out on him and their son one night - explaining little more than the fact that she wasn't certain she wanted a family after all. Ruairi was heartbroken, to say the least, and tried his best to pick up the pieces and carry on as he always had. He couldn't very well fall apart when he had a child to look after and, much to his surprise, his ex-girlfriend's family still seemed more than happy to support him. When he finished his graduate program as class valedictorian he made sure to thank them first and foremost alongside his own family and his son.

Now, with school behind him and the pet project game he'd worked on during school having grown into something of a phenomenon - Ruairi was doing his best to give his son a good life above all else. Though still only in single digits - Fionn was just as wildly curious as his father though, thankfully, with none of Ruairi's penchant for trouble. There was nothing in the world Ruairi wouldn't give his son and he made sure to remind him at every opportunity. His life wasn't exactly where he'd expected it to be when it had fallen apart as Maggie left but he was relieved that he'd managed to land on his feet above all else and continued to put one foot in front of the other with his gaze forever towards the future.

[fayred]

𝐟𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐯𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐩.

she was made of sunlight.

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[myangelhaven]

These are my recommendations of JISUNG fics! It will be updated once in a while for new stories I have read. Hopefully the links work (lemme know if it doesn't)

Credits to the authors!! All information written is taken from the authors' post and has not been modified. Reminder that some fics are NOT for minors, so please read the key and avoid 18+ contents.

HAPPY READING!!

KEY [❀]: fluff      [𖤓]: angst      [☄]: sad      [☾]:smut      [⟡]:smau      [𖦹]: humour      [✮]: my favs 

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LONG FICS

Hopelessly devote by @straylightdream [❀][𖤓][☾][wolfau][f2l][mutual pining] 5.7k

his life changed unexpectedly and he’s attempting to cope with the inner turmoil he faces as he accepts the beast living inside him.

Glow by @j-0ne25 [❀][☾][bff's brother][frenemies][substances] 7.3k

It’s finally time to celebrate your birthday and the atmosphere is beyond belief – until your best friend’s annoying little brother shows up, having one specific plan on his to-do list: you.

Acquainted by @ch4nb4ng [❀][𖤓][☾][e2l][fwb] 7.7k

Jisung was the repulsive, totally arrogant drag racer from your area. You were the mechanic aways willing to fix his bike, but that wasn't the only interactions the two of you had shared.

The bet by @chvnnie [☾][3some] 8.2k

hyunjin and jisung make a bet. the prize? you.

On my mind by @staytheword [❀][𖤓][☾][✮][roommatesau][mutual pining] 8.6k

You and Jisung are stressed over your upcoming exams. You need to clear your heads, but you can't find anything that works. That is, until Jisung suggests watching porn together.

Public display of affection by @bugeater101 [❀][𖤓][☾][✮][e2l] 8.7k

You hated Han Jisung. Despite being one of numerous students in a prestigious academy, it felt like he was the only student who challenged your intellect. And it annoyed the hell out of you. He was just as smart, just as talented, and just as competitive—but he didn’t put in a single ounce of work to get where he was. The worst thing about him? The fact that you were wildly attracted to him.

Catfish...? By @seungminheart [☾][rockstarau] 9.2k

What is more embarrassing than matching on Tinder with a catfish pretending to be rockstar Han Jisung, number one heartthrob of the decade? Probably discovering that the catfish isn't a catfish and actually is, in fact, rockstar Han Jisung. Whoops.

Alien by @j-0ne25 [❀][𖤓][☾][chf2l][fakedatingau][alien/demonau] 10.9k

Spawned at the age of thirteen—on his mission as a spy on planet earth—Jisung is made to build a bond with a human, quickly developing a tie of friendship and trust. On his 25th birthday, he is supposed to bring said creature to his home. But there’s a problem—by now, he has fallen hopelessly in love with you and there’s only one way to escape the awful mission: you need to return those hopeless feelings.

Lover, lover, set me free by @hanniiesuckle17 [❀][𖤓][✮][badboyau][bet][povswitch] 13k

Jisung is one of the biggest players on campus. When Hyunjin bets him that he can’t get into the coldest girl on campus’s pants, Y/n gets unknowingly thrown into the ordeal. While doing his best, Jisung unconsciously starts to fall for this girl who means more to him that he is willing to admit to anyone- even himself. 

Volcano by @astraystayyh [❀][𖤓][✮][e2l][slowburn] 13.2k

you've never gotten along with han, your mutual prejudices ruining any prospect of friendship between you both. but you slowly realize that you are more similar than what you originally thought- your darkness recognizing his, and his light yearning for yours.

"I'll take care of you. It's rotten work. Not to me, not if it's you."

Reckless Convictions by @moonjxsung [❀][𖤓][☾][✮][professorxstudentau] 31.5k

Your senior year of college takes a strange turn when you develop a relationship with your professor.

⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄more to come!⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄

☆--------Jisung's masterlist || skz masterlist---------☆

[theesirenteller]

*ೃ༄: ̗̀➛☄ Prologue ⋆╰┈➤☄. *

ℜ𝔦𝔬 & OC 𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 【Minors DNI】 Masterlist

"I've been thinking a lot about this little relationship of ours and uh…I'm gonna have to cut you loose, sweetheart."

A look of shock smacked across Ephipany's face, Her once happy-go-lucky expression and wide smile now turned to pouted lips and saddened eyes. It would've been better had Rio smacked her across the face and then told her the unfortunate news.

"W-what? Why?" she questioned. Blinded and flabbergasted by his statement, she couldn't help but be filled with questions, "Wait, don't even fucking bother lying, it's Beth isn't it? She's your girl again isn't she?" Epiphany started to feel her hot tears slip down the sides of her chubby cheeks, "She's making bank on the club and all of sudden is your shiny new toy again" At this point, Epiphany was wailing like a baby.

Everything had happened so fast. Their relationship developed faster than a speeding bullet shooting into someone's chest. He was a star that burned too bright. His world moved fast and sucked her in even faster. He was nothing like anyone she ever met before. No one touched her as deeply as he did. She was no different to him. Rio shared the same amazement towards her as she did to him. Epiphany came into his world like a shooting star on a dark cloudy night. Like a rainbow after a rainstorm, she came to him during a dark and tense time.

And he couldn't ruin her. But what's the worst that could happen to a girl that's already hurt?

Despite the disdain for seeing her in distress over him, Rio remained with an indifferent expression. Numb on the exterior to her pain. "Look…" He leaned in close to her, hovering over the console as he did so, "I gotta tie up all my loose ends. It's nothing personal darlin' " his thumb firmly pressed against the side of her cheek as he brushed away her tears.

"And I'm a loose end, huh? That's all I am to you?" she whimpered through her tears.

"I don't want you hurt. "

"You can't hurt a girl that's already been hurt."

His long fingers and wide palm pressed against the side of her face as his eyes lingered across her face. Her bright brown Bambi eyes and plump-pouty lips were instilled within his mind along with the memories they shared over the last three months.

"Christopher" she whispered with a saddened tone, "Please don't do this I lo-"

His lips were firmly pressed against hers. Greedily savoring the taste of her mouth for what he felt was the last time. With the lingering kiss followed a loud sound from the passenger side door unlocking. “See, that’s where I know you’re lying because I’m incapable of being loved,” he whispered sinfully an inch away from her lips as he broke their lip-lock.

Epiphany opened her eyes and looked at him with a dumbfounded expression. Before she could utter another word Mick had opened the passenger side door. Her attention shifted from Rio to Mick before she grasped her purse and slowly got out of the seat. "Why are you shutting me out?", she frowned.

"How can you say you love me when you don’t even love yourself, Epiphany?" He answered her question with a question, followed by sending her a sarcastic smile, almost a grimace.

A sharp pain shot through her chest and sank into her stomach. nausea overcame her. She felt like throwing up. Using all her might she raised her purse and flung it towards his face before she ran off down the parking lot. Epiphany had made the fucked up mistake of thinking that they could've worked out. that two pieces of a broken heart could make a whole. Nothing felt more treacherous than a person who you put your deepest, darkest secrets into throwing it back at your face. Using her vulnerability as a weapon. She didn't know whether to be angry or just hurt. She felt both and so much more that it hurt to breathe, hurt to think.

Meanwhile...Beth, Ruby, and Annie watched from afar from behind the strip club back doors.

"That was kinda harsh man...she's just a kid." Mick muttered as he got into the passenger side.

"Yeah. That I got no business messing around with." The gangster rasped out with a hostile tone. He proceeded to toss her purse into his backseat before speeding off. Rio and Beth briefly made eye contact on his way out of the parking lot. If looks could kill...Beth Boland would be six feet under.

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[redemn]

＊ 𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐌 / 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐍 . ＊ independent , selective , private . ː 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧 from rockstar's 𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 ➁ . penned by kat , she/her , 28. a study in ː the reclamation of the self , preservation of the moral code in sedition , and the perpetuation of circumstantial change .

i  always  knew  you  had  to  be  willin'  to  die  to  even  do  this  job  .      but  ,      i  don't  want  to  push  my  chips  forward  and  go  out  and  meet  somethin'  i  don't  understand  .      a  man  would  have  to  put  his  soul  at  hazard  .      he'd  have  to  say  :      '  o.k.,      i'll  be  part  of  this  world  .  '

⁰¹⋆ carrd. ⁰²⋆ pinterest. ⁰³⋆ spotify. ⁰⁴⋆ prompts. ⁰⁵⋆ hcs. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⁰⁶⋆ tyler owens. ( if i'm not here , i'm there )

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤtruncated rules under the cut.

⁰¹⋆   on followers + following .   no minors please .   in fact ,   i'd be more comfortable with people over the age of 21 due to my own age .   i am not interested in keeping a large following of people i do not interact with ,   or who do not at least like my posts every once in a while .   whenever i'm on the dash ,   i try to do the same courtesy .   also ,   sometimes i don't keep up with developments in the rpc ,   so if you ever see me interacting with anyone who has been proven to be problematic in the past or even recently ,   please let me know so that i can cut it off .

⁰²⋆   on shipping .   like everyone ,   i love shipping ,   but i'm not someone wants to jump into it without proper development beforehand .   i prioritise and often populate my blogs with primarily platonic or non-ship-oriented threads .   i practice ship exclusivity ,   which means i will only ship with one version of a character ,   and i expect the same courtesy .   if your muse ships with another arthur ,   unless you are a very very close friend ,   i will not ship him with that muse ,   period .   [ … ]   on a related note ,   please don't ask to write smut if we barely know each other and / or haven't written any "regular" threads together .   i do write smut with those i ship with ,   mostly on discord ,   but pwp doesn't interest me at all ,   so save us both time and don't ask .   i'd write 10 fluff threads over a smut thread any day . my thoughts on the matter . i am also not open to shipping if we don't at least write threads on here . again , i am not interested in immediately shipping if we don't have something built up first , and it makes me feel like people don't appreciate it if they don't at least try to answer asks that i send or write some form of thread on here .

⁰³⋆   IMPORTANT .   i understand that arthur is a canon character and everyone's interpretations of him are different . but please do not impose what you think arthur would do or how he would react on my interpretation . please also do not try to ship without first plotting out a thorough friendship between them , because both i and arthur need chemistry in order for that to work . otherwise i personally will not be invested . arthur is demisexual and won't form any sexual attraction for anyone until he has a strong connection with them , and no , just saying "they've been friends" is not good enough for me .

⁰⁴⋆   on content .   triggering content will be present on this blog ,   due to the nature of the game and my own writing .   i tag all my triggers with "trigger //" for reference . most importantly , there will be mentions of terminal illness // here .

⁰⁵⋆   on activity .   i work a full time job ,   monday-friday .   please respect that in regards to my activity .   my other blog is penddraig .   hi .    :)

⁰⁶⋆   if you could like this post after reading my rules ,   i would appreciate it .   this is not mandatory ,   for those of you who are anxious about it .   i just like knowing and i like a little interaction .   i hope my rules don't sound too harsh to all of you .   i promise i'm not mean !!   i'm just old ,   i've been in the rpc for a long time ,   and want to nip issues i've encountered in the bud before they start .

[wynndigogh]

A TMNT tale

The Perfect Trap

Part 5: Despoilation Nonnegotiable Authorized

Warning: No Minors, 18+ ONLY

SYNOPSIS:

The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles face a new threat when Baxter Stockman returns with a cunning plan and a deadly new weapon. As they battle his latest creations, the turtles realize their enemy is always one step ahead.

But the danger hits closer to home when Leonardo’s relationship with his girlfriend is put to the test, forcing him to balance his duty as leader with his heart.

With danger closing in from all sides, the turtles must uncover the truth behind Stockman's scheme before it destroys them and everything they hold dear.

But as secrets come to light, they learn that the stakes are higher than they ever imagined—and one of their own may be caught in the crossfire.

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Eight heavy metal spheres slam into the ground encircling the turtle brothers.

“Whoa, what are these things”, an apprehensive Michelangelo inquires while taking a step back as a precaution.

As if to answer his question, the metallic units emit a hiss of escaping pressurized gas and begin to unfold. The terrapins gasp as the alloy objects unfurl into eight humanoid robots, each brandishing dual fighting swords and with four additional cylindrical appendages on their backs.

“D’hey look like foot bots on steroids”, Raph growls and braces in his fighting stance.

Michelangelo quips, “Actually, they look like foot- bot peacocks, oh let’s call them foot-peas?  No-no, foot-cocks!”

“Shut up idiot”, the red brute grumbles in annoyance, “I don’t care what der called, with only eight of dem, dis is gonna be a piece of cake taking dem out.”

“Don’t go getting cocky, Raph, we don’t know this enemy”, Leonardo warns.

The robots fan out, taking up strategic positions around the turtles.  With a sleek metal zinging sound, four additional sword blades extend from the four arms on their backs.

“Oh boy”, Leonardo exclaims, stressing over the development.

“Uh, Leo, with those additional swords, each mechanic fighter is going to be able to perform significantly intricate techniques at substantial speeds.  Essentially, master swordsman levels”, Donatello explains, “it’s gonna be like fighting eight Master Splinters”.

“And we’re not at the top of our game due to the party”, the blue banded terrapin laments.

 “What we do, Leo,” Raphael asking getting antsy and ready to charge.

“My order from earlier still stands, don’t get killed”, the leader replies as the first of the bots leads the charge in.

The sounds of metal clashes against metal and wood as the robots’ weapons collide with the turtles’ weapons.  The turtle brothers are moving fast, eyes watching as many open angles as possible to avoid being skewered through by a blade.

“Rocksteady, I believe this is our cue to exit”, Bebop whispers to his companion above the sounds of battle.  The two mutants dash down the pier to the waiting submersible that wis hiding below the line of sight from the docks.

“They’re getting away”, Donnie relays to Leonardo.

“Let them go”, Leo responds as two sweeping blades miss the top of his scaled head by centimeters, “we’ve got our hands full here.  Something’s not right about this situation”.

“Ya think!”, the sarcastic retort is tossed at Leonardo from the Raph who is holding two swords locked in his sais , dodging the rest of that robot’s arms, while simultaneously kicking a second robot backwards, preventing it from being within critical striking distance of his stationary body.

Mikey looks like a tumbling flea on speed, jumping from one spot to another, trying to stay ahead of the mechanical fighters’ blade arches and Donnie is utilizing the long reach of his bo staff to establish a perimeter of safety around himself while trying to trip up the anatomical machines and take out their legs.

Something is off about this fight.  

Leonardo’s keen fighter’s sense knows this setup, this location, is all wrong.  

Why would an ambush come out in the open like this?  There are too many variables available for this ambush to be infallible.  Why didn’t whoever is giving orders Bebop and Rocksteady have the mutant duo choose a more secure and controlled location? What is the purpose?

Leo is pulled from his mental analysis by Raphael’s yowl of pain.  The scaled behemoth has a bleeding slice across his shoulder and other wet red spots can be seen developing around his arms.  His close combat techniques aren’t a match for the two robots that have him encaged.  As if one yelp of pain wasn’t enough, the blue banded turtle hears a similar shocked cry come from his right, Donnie’s arm is lowered, protecting his side which is now showing a splotch of red.

We’ve got to do something; we can’t hold them off indefinitely.

“Donnie”, the leader yells, “are you able to do anything about shutting these things down?”

Donatello uses his staff to pole vault out of the center of the two surrounding him, gaining some open space, keeping the mechanical fighters coming at him from one direction.  “If they are transmitting, I may be able to hack into their systems remotely, but I’ll need some space and time.”

“Right,” Leonardo replies, “Raph, Mikey, back-to-back, keep Donnie covered in the middle.”

The three brothers cocoon Donatello in the middle of them, forming a triangle of protection around the computer wiz.  The eight robotic fighters encircle them, multiple arms swinging at once.  The area is a blur of deadly robotic arms and swooshing sounds.  Each brother feels a nick here, a stab of pain there, but they try to keep up as best they can while Donatello works on his halo screens and keyboards to scan the robots systems.

“Come on, come on…”, the purple genius talks to himself as lines of code speed across the halo screen, “there!  Yes!  Their transmitting, the encryption is…spectacular.”

“Donnie.”, Leonardo warns, when Donatello seeing interesting tech he can get distracted if not kept on task.

“Right, it’s complex but not Donnie-proof, just one sec, Leo.”

His long, dexterous fingers flying over the halo keyboard typing with feverish speed.  “Okay, I have some good news and some bad news”, he yells over the chaos.

“I’m gonna be yer bad news IF YA DON’T HURRY DA HELL UP!”, Raph growls in frustration as the takes another hit across one of his shoulders.

“Guys, my health bar is depleting.  I need a reset”, Mikey exclaims, using gamer lingo to express his dire straits.  He’s dodging and swinging his ‘chucks to parry the blades coming at him but with each passing second his speed and technique is floundering. His round cherub face is nicked all over from blades narrowly missing a death blow.

“Talk to me Donnie”, Leo orders while trying to block as many blows as possible coming at him and his two brothers.

“Good news I’m in, the bad news is I can’t shut them down, I can only slow them down”, Donnie explains.

“Do it!”, Leo instructs, “Raph, Mikey, get ready for one last surge”.

 With a few taps to his halo keyboard, Donnie uploads his own code to infiltrate and swamp the processors inside the units.  Within seconds, the speed of the robotic arms is slowed as the fighters’ processors strain to filter out Donnie’s mass of code from actual system commands.

The delay in the robots’ swings is all that is needed for the turtles to make their stand.  As the sword arms of each robot delay a second from initial start of the swing to the follow through, the momentary pause is enough of an opening for the brothers to do their own damage.  

Raphael’s sais stab into the under pit of each frontal arm, sending sparks flying.  With the rumbling roar of the mixture of pain, frustration, and physical effort, the brute rips the front facing arms off each of the robots in front of him.  

Donnie sails over the brute’s head and lands behind the backs of the units, using his staff to bar-lock the back paneled arms into a trapped position, leaving them open and vulnerable.  Raphs three-pronged weapons spear into the faces of the two mechanical fighters.  The two tall terrapins share a quick fist bump before turning and helping the baby of the bunch to take down the three attackers in his corner.

Leonardo uses the last of his speed and every technique his father ever showed him to parry the blades of the three robots facing him.  His wrist and hand wraps are seeping red from the open wounds on his forearms, but he doesn’t feel any pain as he pushes his mind into space between thought and action.  

The space where only instinct and the will to survive is paramount.  The space where the momentary pause of his opponent gives me all the opening that he needs to go in for the strike.

The sound of metal clashing and zinging is barely audible above the hammering of his own heart.  With a quick slice here, and a back-pass of his blade there, the arms of the foot bots are falling away piece by piece.

By the time he becomes aware of his own breath huffing in his ears, his broad chest heaving from the exertion, the metallic fighters are laying in a heap of scrap metal at his feet.

He takes a moment to survey those in his care.  Michelangelo dramatically falls to the ground to rest, Donatello is leaning on his knees trying to steady his breathing, and Raph is pacing in agitation.

His brothers are worn, cut and blood washed, but alive.  That is what matters. 

“Who’s motha’fuckng ass am I beating for dis shit?”, Raphael’s anger rolls off him in palpable waves.

“Well, my guess would be Stockman”, Donnie huffs out between breaths, “the encryption, the system setup, everything about these bots has me putting my bets on him.”

“There’s still something off about this situation”, Leonardo replies as much to himself as to the team.

A hissing release of pressurized gas emits from the chest compartments of the units and panel sides open on each.  From each of the eight openings, a tiny sphere the size of grapefruits exits quickly, shooting off down the dock, and splashes into the water below.

“What was that?”, an alarmed Mikey jumps up from the ground and moves closer to the safety of his older brothers.

Leonardo and Donatello exchange looks.  Donnie doesn’t give an indication of what he thinks it may be and only shrugs.

“Whatever happened here tonight, I have a feeling that this is just the beginning”, Leonardo speculates aloud. 

🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖

@thelaundrybitch

[stollemyheart]

╭₊˚ʚ🐰ɞ august

day 14 of 31 ☄. *. ⋆

WEDNESDAY, 14TH AUGUST

uni was exhausting today :(( but in a good way. i feel like over the past two years i've developed such an unhealthy relationship with studying, and have such negative emotion attached with learning. so i'm slowly trying to unlearn that. honestly, over the past month, i haven't gotten a lot of studying done, but i'm just trying to be happier and more at ease.

today i :

took a very short and infuriating nap

took a very long walk

packed for my trip

started a new kdrama: red swan

🎧: older by sasha alex sloan

[zoandreez]

1, 2, you're the girl that i want ☄. *. ⋆ kiri drabble

pairing: kiri x metkayina!reader

summary: it was a tradition to make shell decorated accessories with people you held dear to you. kiri didn't know the differences between shells however, so you decided to make her a necklace with a slightly more special meaning.

word count: approx 700

warnings: none really just some fluff

a/n: im not entirely sure if shells mean different things in metkayina culture but i DO know that tsahik/in training's evolve from pearls->shells and that's where i got the idea

"and you wrap it around the twine in the star shape i taught you earlier," you said, mimicking the process with your hands as kiri watched you intently.

"like this?" she asked, wrapping it around the shell.

"yes, like that." you smiled as she folded it, concentrated. her tongue stuck out her mouth slightly as she squinted, trying to tie it on her own. you watched her for a moment before offering help.

"no, i got it."

"if you say so."

eventually she got it, and smiled at you as she proudly held up her necklace. it was beautiful, made with clear blue rocks and shells of different assortments.

you had developed a bond with kiri, and enjoyed her company.

one day, you and your sister tsireya were walking around the beach looking for shells and such for your bracelets. secretely, you picked up some things that reminded you of kiri. you wanted to make something for her, but ironically enough, she asked you to first.

she loved the metkayina culture, and you couldn't help but say yes when she asked you to make her one of the necklaces you had. it reminded you of her, and that's why you had picked those in specific for her.

in metkayina culture, different shells represent different things. scallops represented success and power, and it was what tsahik's normally wore before their initiation before their traditional headpiece. cowrie's were for good fortune and luck. conch shells, your favorite, represented appreciation and love.

bits of kiri's shell were made of conch, and if you angled it just right with yours, the necklaces intertwined, showing a connection beyond barriers.

you smiled at her as she held up her necklace, before showing her. "hey, look," you said, before taking her necklace and connecting it with yours. she watched with awe as you carefully attached the two.

"woah, that's so cool!" she said, seeing you unconnect them and place it around her neck. she lifted her hair out of the way as you tied it.

kiri turned to you, gesturing to her neck as a "how does it look?"

"it looks great, 'ki." you called her ki for short, even though her name was short already it made her feel appreciated that someone thought to give her a nickname.

"well, it was made by the best!"

"shut up, it's nothing that great." your cheeks flushed as you looked away. in the distance, you saw tsireya.

"hey!" she said, running up.

"hey, tsireya!" you and kiri said, looking at her.

"aw, am i too late to the necklace making session?" she said, pouting. she looked at your necklaces. "they look great!"

"i picked out the beads myself." you said, smiling at your choices.

tsireya looked at you as you said that, before taking a closer look at kiri's necklace for a second time. she saw the conch on kiri's necklace, and looked back at you before smiling like a madman.

"i'm telling ao'nung." she said sing-songy.

"tsireya," you threatened.

"telling ao'nung what?" kiri inquired, confused out of her mind looking at the both of you.

"kiri, do you not know shell code?" tsireya said, hinting at the conch.

she was confused for a moment. she was taught shell code, but it seemed to have left her mind when you were making her necklace. she looked at the conch, before her eyes widened.

"oh. oh."

"oh?" you said, looking at her, hoping for some form of response. you were hoping your confession would be a bit more.. detailed, but instead it happened this way.

"oh!" tsireya said, sort of just happy to be here.

"i guess i have to explain myself now," you said, stammering over your words. "kiri, i-"

you were cut off as kiri pulled you into a hug, and you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding.

"i'm guessing you like me too," you said, wrapping your arms around her gently.

"shut up," kiri said, burying her head in your shoulder. she sighed.

using conch was defintely the way to go.

a/n: im so bad at writing confessions goodbye

[nosenipped]

　ˤ   RELATION WITH NIGHTLIGHT.  ☄︎ ִֶָ

slight disclaimer, i've written jack frost ﹠ nightlight are written to be two completely different entities, but due to the binding oath of the guardians, they share similarities through rebirth. ** nightlight is also written as a moon—bot given star—life sentience. take pinocchio.

▸　　after the fall of the goodnight kiss, nightlight relinquishes their body, and has their star essence transferred into a human boy who would later be known as jackson overland.

▸　　the essence within remains dormant throughout the boy's human life, but doesn't go un—sensed to the otherworldly. pitch black was still able to find the boy nightlight had chosen to reborn into, and continued to keep his promise to bring harm to those whom surround him.

▸　　once jackson overland meets his end, the star essence is quelled, bringing pitch's darkness back, with the only thing to combat against the boogeyman extinguished, he began to reign over the dark ages once more.

▸　　the moonbeams, sensing pitch's return, told tzar lunar to bring the boy's body out to remold him into jack frost﹔ to let him discover his true purpose. it's time to complete the cycle of rebirth.

▸　　the star reawakens once more. but, his memories had faltered as a cost. the moon tried to talk to him, but because jack frost no longer understood the language of moonbeams, they were met with centuries of silence, forced to walk the earth by his lonesome.

▸　　after taking the guardians' oath, jack began to notice intricacies within the guardians he couldn't explain. his sleep was riddled with remnants of a golden empire﹔ of unfamiliar ornate ships, architectures of grandure, all afloat in the backdrop of space.

▸　　but he recognized faces﹔ bunnymund, sandman, north, katherine, toothiana, all viewed from his perspective. these memories aren't his. he dared not sleep, in fear of digging themselves too deep into places where he shouldn't go. he's done that once, and the mistakes still haunt him.

▸　　another, would be noticing sandy's " voice. " the archaic language of the golden age. he's spoken to sandy through it before before, it startles the once—captain, for the voice that's heard was not his. but, to respect katherine, who bared the most grief after nightlight's fall, he never spoke on it.

▸　　through development, jack frost begins to find more secrets locked within, learning to slowly channel the star essence into their powers of frost. when angered ﹠ pushed far enough, the star essence overflows, turning him into a supernova state﹔ he embodies nightlight in their prime, cloaked in white—out.

▸　　jack's speed with the winds grows along with these newfound skills, zipping across the globe takes no longer than seconds through star energy. he assumes it's because he's so used to his rounds that it's turned mundane.

▸　　his physical appearance had begin to change too, once he was reborn as jack frost they had began to share subtle similarities with nightlight in their prime.

▸　　to regain these lost memories, and to truly accept the star essence, jack must listen to katherine's stories, and dream. his rebirth will result in nightlight's true return, finally bridging their end to his beginning.

i'm bound to expand on both their lores, currently working more on nightlight's﹔ thru design ﹠ storytelling!! ** PSA, goc blogs are able to explore the idea of nightlight being jack﹔ but will ultimately be met with pure confusion from this poor man. 😭😭😭

[my-ohh-mai]

♦ ☄ ☾ :3

♦: Relationship with your Muse.

I love her. She's been with me since 2013, and she keeps me going more than people know.

☄: What you think of your Muse.

She's confident, cute, and strong willed. Lots of things that I'm not.

☾: Favorite moment from your Muse’s canon, and why. (If your Muse is an OC, then favorite aspect of their story.)

Probably in Duelist Kingdom when she gave Joey her prize card. That really showed a lot of character development for her and made her a favorite character of mine since.

[madamlaydebug]

Benefits of #Meditation☄Reduces activity of viruses and emotional distress☄Enhances energy, strength and vigour.☄Helps with weight loss☄Reduction of free radicals, less tissue damage☄Higher skin resistance☄Drop in cholesterol levels, lowers risk of cardiovascular disease.☄Improved flow of air to the lungs resulting in easier breathing.☄Decreases the aging process.☄Higher levels of DHEAS (Dehydroepiandrosterone)☄prevented, slowed or controlled pain of chronic diseases☄Makes you sweat less☄Cure headaches & migraines☄Greater Orderliness of Brain Functioning☄Reduced Need for Medical Care☄Less energy wasted☄More inclined to sports, activities☄Significant relief from asthma☄improved performance in athletic eventsNormalizes to your ideal weight☄harmonizes our endocrine system☄relaxes our nervous system☄produce lasting beneficial changes in brain electrical activity☄Cure infertility (the stresses of infertility can interfere with the release of hormones that regulate ovulation).☄Builds self-confidence.

☄Increases serotonin level, influences mood and behaviour.☄Resolve phobias & fears☄Helps control own thoughts☄Helps with focus & concentration☄Increase creativity

☄Increased brain wave coherence.☄Improved learning ability and memory.☄Increased feelings of vitality and rejuvenation.☄Increased emotional stability.☄improved relationships☄Mind ages at slower rate☄Easier to remove bad habits☄Develops intuition☄Increased Productivity☄Improved relations at home & at work☄Able to see the larger picture in a given situation☄Helps ignore petty issues☄Increased ability to solve complex problems

☄Purifies your character☄Develop will power☄greater communication between the two brain hemispheres☄react more quickly and more effectively to a stressful event.☄increases one’s perceptual ability and motor performance☄higher intelligence growth rate

[li0nh3arted]

snapshot ― blue harbor pride !

[myangelhaven]

These are my recommendations of CHANGBIN fics! It will be updated once in a while for new stories I have read. Hopefully the links work (lemme know if it doesn't)

Credits to the authors!! All information written is taken from the authors' post and has not been modified. Reminder that some fics are NOT for minors, so please read the key and avoid 18+ contents.

HAPPY READING!!

KEY

[❀]: fluff [𖦹]: humour [𖤓]: angst [☄]: sad [☾]:smut [⟡]:smau [✮]: my favs

˖⁺‧₊˚ ˚₊‧⁺˖✮-----------CHANGBIN------------✮˖⁺‧₊˚ ˚₊‧⁺˖

LONG FICS

How to tame a prince by @luvknow [❀][e2l] 11.6k

you travel the world collecting data so you could write your thesis on your favorite creatures - dragons. at the last leg of your journey, you accidentally fall asleep in a dragon’s cave owned by a nearby kingdom and are kidnapped by their prince, seo changbin. after getting permission to study there from the king, changbin refuses to leave you alone with his precious dragons and you develop an unlikely relationship.

Set on you by @changbeanie [❀][𖤓][✮][e2l][brother's bff2l][slow burn] 20.2k

you think life hates you because you’re convinced that the universe conspired to help seo changbin exist at the same time as you do.

⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄more to come!⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄

☆-------Changbin's masterlist || skz masterlist--------☆

[pinkwright]

Can you give me some astrology tips, I’m trying to get into it 🫶

hey bubs 🦢 — i personally found that the best way for me to get into astrology was to learn about it on a personal scale then when i was comfortable w that, extend it to others

so i started w the basics; getting to know my own chart (optional at this stage but i also learned about diff astrology types to see which one i aligned w more), learning about the elements and modalities, houses (!) etc.

☄︎. *. ⋆ tips

— someone is always going to hate a certain way to practice it or a specific astrology type, its better to gain different perspectives, learn from them, n then develop a personal opinion on it rather than to just adopt someone else's

— don't treat it like you're cramming a test bc u will lose interest, trust me, it doesn't seem like it but astrology is a lot so its easy to lose motivation (saw a twt that said "the more u learn the less u know" n literally so just have fun ! 🐝)

— it sounds fucking stupid but i like to practice on things i enjoy, like deducing ellie's chart or my friends charts, simply bc it helps me get more comfortable w it

— also reading obviously helps a fuck ton, there was a time i had reached this stagnant point where i wasn't progressing anymore but i started reading n it rlly helped me (send me an ask/dm if u would like them, i would link them now but my wifis been down the entirety of this week so i cant get them off my laptop <\3)

— this is definitely a more personal habit but i find that i learn topic easier, retain n actually understand them better when i explain them to other ppl or debate w other ppl

hm this is rlly what i went by; but remember if this doesn't work for u, that's completely okay, pls don't let it discourage u ! 🩷

[opinionated-hive]

Wow omg an

Update ig

Scatterbrained day update (you get no colours, I'm tired)

Okay so, mY day, was extensive. Idk. I wanna post abt something and Bleed said to post about my day <3 I got up at 1pm which is normal to a point, school starts next week, I want to start a project, either for myself or Tumblr? I don't know, it's horrifying. I got angry, played Ensemble Stars (add me, my code is 7813286091 /srs /np), and used Enstars as a coping mechanism bc I was very angry. I am very very tired, it is 2am, and this is your update, tada. Also, I replayed the demo of Our Life: Now & Forever and I'm so excited for the next steps, I only have Twitter, X, whatever, for updates from the lovely devs GB Patches, one of my biggest inspirations to make visual novels. If you don't play Our Life, PLEASE play it, it's amazing, it's beautiful, I CRIED. I literally had Bleed buy me the DLCs because of how attached to it I am, I adore them (both the games and Bleed, thx Bleed xoxo). Our Life: Now & Forever is still in development, Our Life: Beginnings and Always is COMPLETE :((( the final DLC was released in Late May/Early June, it was the Baxter DLC, which was my favourite. They are working on a Patreon exclusive (bc it's an 18+ night of the wedding DLC). It's absolutely beautiful, I am hyped for when I'm able to buy the Patreon. PLAY THE GAME!! Okay so since I literally just want to talk about Our Life now, I'm gonna end this. Because I literally barely played Our Life: Now & Forever bc my computer died at the time. OKAY SO I STOP TALKING, BYE BYE HAVE A LOVELY 2AM I HAVE BEEN WRITING THIS FOR 10 MINUTES SENDING LOVE XOXO

Bundling up, Decay ☄. *. ⋆

[needleandstory]

everything but also

❥: Your internal monologues (thoughts) ❧: Your plots ✽: Your ideas ✿: Your characterization ☆: Your understandability ☄: WILDCARD! Other: big fan of ur worldbuilding and various magic systems. and once again how fully developed and realised ur character's plots and interrelationships are, and what a good job you do of keeping everybody's voices Distinct. also you're sweet <3

wahwahwahwahwah thank u