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[futureelectronic1113]

Introduction to Bare Metal Programming With Microchip Episode 7: Lowest Power Blinky

https://www.futureelectronics.com/resources/featured-products/microchip-bare-metal-programming-attiny1627. In this 7th bare metal episode, we will make a low power Blinky using the Real Time Counter (RTC) and Periodic Interval Timer (PIT) and compare the current consumption to the Blinky projects in the previous videos. https://youtu.be/FVqj-6qSRn0

[futureelectronic1112]

Introduction to Bare Metal Programming with Microchip Episode 6: Low Power Measurements

https://www.futureelectronics.com/resources/featured-products/microchip-bare-metal-programming-attiny1627. In this 6th episode of the bare metal programming series for the AVR® Tiny2, we will cover: - Modifying the Curiosity Nano for Low Power Measurements - Measure current consumption - Compare to expected current consumption from datasheet. https://youtu.be/XyWBoo3f37g

[futureelectronic1111]

Intro to Bare Metal Programming with Microchip Episode 5: Interrupt Driven Blinky and Sleep Modes

https://www.futureelectronics.com/resources/featured-products/microchip-bare-metal-programming-attiny1627. In this 5th episode of the bare metal programming series for the AVR® Tiny2 (ATtiny1627), we will cover: Why would I want to only use interrupts? Configuration Change Protection (CCP) registers Outputting system clock as a sanity check Timer / Counter A Sleep modes Sleep Controller Finding interrupt vectors Writing a Interrupt Service Routine (ISR). https://youtu.be/ryVIh_ZnTHA

[yesloulou]

Drive to Survive Season 2, Episode 5

[vurelly]

making the worst shop advertisements rn with my trackpad on my laptop because i cannot find my tablet pen

[iken]

imagine your f/o dreaming of you— they wake up in a cold sweat because of how realistic it felt. their heart is beating so fast and trying to maintain their breaths isn’t enough to calm them down. your f/o’s cheeks are flushed at the sole thought of you being so close to them, them being able to finally hold you.

[quimser]

chatty little man

[felidaeng]

been thinking about it

[hailsatanacab]

I'll ask after that secret number 8!

I only remembered secret number 8 because I saw your wip here! I'd started this one based on the same prompt, then lost said prompt and stopped working on it 😅

Instead of a snippet, I'm just dropping it all here - maybe that way I'll feel inspired to finish it?

———

It’s a full house for dinner tonight and, really, that should have tipped him off.

Bruce sits at the head of the table, smiling softly as he watches over everyone’s antics. Damian is regaling Dick with everything they saw at the zoo that day (Danny had been so happy to see Delilah the purpleback gorilla again, and her new little additions to the troupe, too!) and how well they are implementing the grant the Wayne Foundation had gifted them. Tim, Steph, Cass, and Duke are all engaged in a thumb-war tournament which Danny has no interest in participating in. It just wouldn’t be fair on them.

Danny loves that look. The one where Bruce’s eyes crinkle when he thinks none of the kids can see him. It oozes love and it makes Danny’s heart, his core, ache. 

It’s been a little over a year since Alfred found him on the street and managed to wrangle him back to the manor to stay—even after the whole biting thing when he realised how rich they were. 

A little over a year here and Danny’s starting to feel like family.

Starting to feel like he might, just maybe, like to make it official.

“Danny,” Bruce says, drawing everyone’s attention. Danny starts at his name, but Bruce’s voice is warm and calm, and his shoulders lose their tension almost immediately. “Danny, I have something I would like to tell you.”

“Uhhh…” is all Danny can croak out, eyes flicking back and forth between Bruce and the rest of them. Smooth. Looking good, Danny.

Except… they’re all happy. All smiles, all relaxed body language, all radiating calm and love and acceptance. Well, not Damian—his face is as thunderous as it always is—which at least means it’s nothing too out of the ordinary.

“Danny, first of all, I just want to impress upon you that this is in no way something you have to do. You are under no obligation to join us and, no matter what, you shall always be welcome with us in the manor.”

Wait, what? Danny squints at Bruce, trying to parse exactly what he’s saying… Is he—is this them asking to adopt him? Do they want to make it official, too? 

It’s been a little over a year and of course Danny has imagined calling Bruce ‘Dad’. Of course he’s imagined being part of the family, of course he wants to make it official!

He can’t help the beaming grin or the bright and bubbling “Yes!” already waiting on his lips. All Bruce has to do is ask, all Danny needs to hear is—

“I’m Batman.”

The smile freezes on Danny’s face.

His lungs stop working, his heart stops working, he stops working, he just—

“And I’m Nightwing,” Dick smiles, breaking the awkward silence. 

Danny’s eyes snap to him, and then down to Tim when he admits to being Red Robin. Duke is Signal, Steph is Spoiler. Damian begrudgingly tells him he’s Robin, but Danny can barely hear it over the ringing in his ears.

“I’m Black Bat.” Cass cocks her head, almost looking concerned. It always felt like she understood him the most. Whenever he was feeling low, too in his memories, or stewing after a nightmare, she was always there, ready to card her fingers through his hair and never mention his tears. It makes his heart ache to think of it now. “It’s okay, Danny.”

It’s meant to be reassuring, but how—how can it be okay? How? 

Danny’s spent a little over a year with them. A little over a year with Batman. 

Batman, who works with the Justice League, who works with…

A little over a year. 

Just under 16 months since he escaped.

“Danny? Are you alright?” Bruce asks

Finally, his lungs kickstart and suck in a shuddering breath, only for everyone to drop their smiles.

Didn’t take them long, did it? Now that their ruse is up, there’s no kindness in their eyes, they’re just… cold, calculating. Evaluating. 

“Why?” Danny gasps, his fingers tingling, his heart in his throat.

Just under 16 months since he—has he escaped? Or was this just another one of their experiments?

"I... I trusted you, why—" Danny chokes back a sob, gritting his teeth as his shoulders shake. Why? Why would they do this? "I was happy here, with you. I thought... Weren't you happy?"

"Danny..." Bruce is looking at him, eyes narrow and eyebrows pinched, in some cruel facsimile of confused concern and all Danny can think is how much of an actor he is. How well he can play the part of a doting father. How much he made him want that.

"I don't understand, why..." 

"I'm sorry we didn't tell you before, I can imagine that it comes as a shock. We shouldn't have lied to you, Danny, but—"

"Stop it!" Danny slams his hands down on the table and pushes himself up on wobbly legs. Even standing, he feels so small. Smaller than Bruce, than all of his adopted siblings. They crowd above him when they all stand, too. "Just stop it! Why are you doing this, why are you still pretending? Stop it!"

It was easier, with Danny's biological parents. The knowledge that they'd do anything to get him on a lab table, to open him up and see what makes him tick, to rip him apart molecule by molecule, had always been there. He knew they hated ghosts. He knew they hated Phantom. He knew they hated him. It was easier because it was something he'd known all his life. When he died, when he became a ghost, he knew what to expect from them. It hurt, of course it did.

But it was easier than this.

"Danny, I'm going to need you to take a deep breath. You're having a panic attack and you need to breathe."

"Breathe?" Danny laughs, the sound harsh and choking, too high pitched in his hysteria. "You're joking, right? Or is this just more of the—the experiment?"

"Danny, please, we don't know what you're talking about, you—"

"You don't know? You're Batman! You work with the Justice League, you work with—" His words choke off as his stomach churns, bile rising in his throat. His whole body itches, screaming at him to leave, he can't go back, he can't, he can't, he can't!

Bruce takes a hesitant step forward and Danny scrambles back, his feet catching on the chair behind him and sending him careening to the floor. Where are the agents? Why aren't they swarming in, ready to apprehend him, strap him back on the table, carve him from the inside out.

"Please, Danny, calm down. We don't—"

Danny stops listening. His back hits the wall and he pulls his knees into his chest, his shoulders dipping down as he begins to sob. His heart throbs inside his throat, too painful to swallow around. Tears fall hot and heavy on his face.

Sure, he could run. He could phase out through the wall and he could be out of Gotham in a couple of hours. He's escaped the GIW once, he can do it again.

But that was before Batman knew who he was. Before he had the World's Greatest Detective on his tail.

Before he... 

He really thought this would be different, you know?

He wanted to make it official.

"Why did... Why were you so nice to me? Why did you make me like you? I really—I really liked you. I-I thought we could be a family."

"Danny, we are a—"

"Don't lie to me!" Danny snaps, but the force of his anger leeches all the fight from him, and suddenly all that's left is a bone-weary tiredness. There’s a lump in his throat that hurts. There’s a line down his chest that burns. "I don't care. I don't care anymore, I don't. Just... don't make me go back there. Please." 

Is it futile? He thought he knew how the GIW operated by now, the depths that they would go to achieve their results, but this... this was a whole new level of pain that Danny thought he had left behind him in Amity.

"We're not going to make you go anywhere, Danny, you're safe here, I promise."

"Safe? Safe? You must have—" he takes a deep breath, tries to stop the quivering of his voice. It’s all starting to make sense, now.  "The reason you're telling me who you are is because you must have told them everything already. I know the Justice League—I know you're working with them, which means the ex-experiment is over now, and they're coming to take me back. And I can't go back."

"Danny—"

"I can’t!” Danny glares at Bruce with all the rage he can, fingernails digging into his skin. “I’m not going back!"

"That's right, you're not going back, Danny. I won't let that happen." Bruce crouches down in front of Danny, his hands open and raised as if he's trying to say he's not a threat. "I don't know who you're talking about, and I'm sorry about that, but I can promise you that you’re not going back there. We will keep you safe."

Danny pulls himself closer, tucks himself further into the wall, eyes flickering all across the room waiting for that tell-tale flash of white as the agents start to swarm.

He should take his chances now and run, he should go, he needs to go!

The rest of them, his brothers and sisters of a little over a year, are spread out, giving him and Bruce some space. The same concern colours all of their faces. Why are they still pretending?

Steph is chewing on her thumb. 

Danny liked Steph and her brash confidence, her jokes. She's been promising to paint his nails for months now, they've just never found the time. He was going to go for green and black, or maybe a galaxy theme, depending on what she felt comfortable doing.

He likes them all.

"You were supposed to be my family." His mouth turns down at the corners and his voice shakes like a child. "You were supposed to—why? Why would you—I don't understand why you would make me like you..."

"This isn't an experiment, Danny," Bruce's voice is steady, soothing. "I promise."

"But you work with them and—"

"Who do I work with?"

"The Justice League."

"Yes, I do, but we—"

"And the Justice League works with them. The GIW." Danny trembles with the name, clutching tightly onto his hoodie. "I'm not going back there, Bruce."

Danny doesn't miss Bruce's look over his shoulder, nor Tim's nod in return. Tim turns slightly to the side to hide his movements, but Danny bets he has his phone in his hand, probably letting them know they can take him now. Guess this is it, then. They'll be here soon, and he'll be gone.

"Kill me."

"Danny? What do—"

"If you ever had any kindness for me, if you ever cared, kill me. Please, Bruce. I can't do it again."

"Danny..."

"End me now. Take my core out and break it, please, before they get here."

[keenbugg]

my four weed smoking girlfriends <3

[sentientsky]

“Wishbone,” Richard Siken

welcome back to another episode of Wren Projects Her Own Gay Angst onto Anthony Janthony Crowley

[ballad-of-the-lamb]

new art soon i promise i've just been dealing w/ a migraine for the past couple days that's been killing me and preventing me from getting anywhere

[desceros]

masterpost

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current projects: ONE SHOT: hol leo (with a bit of dredge au here and there) LONG FIC: symphony number 4 -> touch-starved donnie and professional musician reader 🎻 read HERE 🎻 tag for meta HERE 🎻 tag for asks/fanart/misc etc HERE

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please don't ask: when i'm updating x; why i haven't updated y; "please write blah blah blah"; "what are your headcanons for [insert thing where you're obviously fishing for me to do a request post]"; "why is x fic so long" (spoiler: because i like it better that way) ok to ask: what i'm working on right now; questions about lore for any of my au settings; meta questions for any of my fics; opinions on things; random questions; how do i x or y; questions about how to write or something of that ilk; links to funny videos or dachshund stuff; just saying hello; basically anything else!

Individual links to fics below cut!

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key: reader gender, rating, tmnt version; summary (link)

Leonardo (x)

GN!Reader, G, bayverse; deleted scene from tea fic; sharing calligraphy (here)

F!Reader, E, rise; leo comes back and wants to smell like home again (here)

F!Reader, E, rise; blurple symphony au where leo smells his shorts (here)

F!Reader, E, rise; leo loves your tits (here)

GN!Reader, M, rise; leo is suddenly horny (here)

F!Reader, E, rise; blurple symphony au where leo does a somnophilia (here)

F!Reader, E, rise; blurple symphony au where leo takes his chance after chap. 20 (here)

F!Reader, M, rise; leo "accidentally" sends you his nudes (here)

GN!Reader, T, rise; sunset hike up the hill (here)

Donatello (x)

F!Reader, E, bayverse; donnie pining mating season (here)

GN!Reader, T, bayverse; donnie is a dork (here)

F!Reader, T, bayverse; donnie rubs your back (here)

F!Reader, G, bayverse; watching donnie work (here)

GN!Reader, T, rise; waking next to donnie (here)

F!Reader, M, rise; symphony bad future fluff, chap. 19 spoilers! (here)

GN!Reader, G, rise; can't sleep (here)

F!Reader, E, rise; accidental double somno (here)

GN!Reader, T, rise; donnie helps you sleep (here)

F!Reader, M, rise, sleepy donnie (here)

GN!Reader, T, rise; donnie missed a week for... reasons (here)

Raphael (x)

GN!Reader, M, bayverse; raph likes it when you assume (here)

GN!Reader, M, bayverse; birthday plans (here)

Blurple Villain AU

F!Reader, usually T-E, rise; villain!leo au with the wolf/lamb/dog metaphor (masterpost here)

T; kissing donnie's scar for the first time (here)

E; leo likes lying on top of you (here)

E; pegging leo (here)

M; sharing an orange with leo (here)

TMNT

GN!Reader, G, bayverse; HCs for what goldilocks!leo and amaranthine!donnie want their insert-chan to wear (here)

GN!Reader, G, bayverse; HCs for all turtles with an insert-chan that has an unintelligible accent when upset (here)

[fisheito]

watched aegis yaku's r5 and immediately felt the need to balance out the universe [SMUSHES YAKUMO FLAT]

[anthrophobixx]

Since there's discourse again, I wanna remind everyone that most dsaf shippers r welcome on my acc, this includes davesport, harrysport, jakesport whatever the fuck, just don't ship Henry n Dee with anyone n we're good. Also, if someone is uncomfortable with any of the ships I mentioned they have every right to be, shouldn't be forced to like the ship AND shouldn't have content of the ship shoved in their face. I support joy n whimsy have fun everyone 👍

[stoneshipper]

honestly, if we’re mutuals, consider me on your taglist. i want to see everything my mutuals make. if you don’t have a taglist but you want someone to see something, send it to me !!

same for ask games — if you reblog / post an ask game and you want questions for it, just dm me your post! you don’t even have to say anything. i’ll bombard you with asks any time !!

i simply want to engage with all my mutuals. i want to be your cheerleaders, i want to hear about your ships, i want it all. i promise i’ll never find it awkward if you just message me any time. even if you just wanna chat or gush ♡