#i saw malware and thought

[mothgutz236]

TW: Suggestive

Some fanart of @bumble-the-sun-bee 's Malware!

Apologies in advance if I do mischaraterize him in the outfit, I was going for looks mainly lol

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Close Ups & sketch underneath

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[shirogane-oushirou]

hi hi hi :3c i'm aaaaaaalmost caught up on my dash after a couple of weeks of spotty appearances and a couple of weeks of being Straight Up Offline, and then i'll catch up on peoples' art and fics!! i miss being on here!! hi hi hi hi hi!!!!! 👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻

(also i have been Pondering over a ren sentient a.i desktop buddy AU while i've been gone bc. i'm a sucker for that shit. dunno if it'll go anywhere but for now i'm playing touys and it's fun hehehe if you see a new tag at some point then that means i'm keeping him sjndfkn)

[flohuman]

Fang Should Just show Up and Smash my head Under a Heavy Brick. It would only Be Fair

[jaqdawks]

things my dad has accused of being russian malware, a comprehensive and ongoing list

My steam library tab

Java Minecraft

VPNs (all of the ones that don’t already come with your devices)

The subtitles I put on the TV

Hollow Knight

Paint Tool Sai

[blazardragon]

Some comics about my experience playing 'Digimon: Cyber Sleuth' as a Digimon noob

A few months ago, I, a big Pokémon nerd, decided to branch out into other monster catching games. I've always been curious about Digimon, so I decided to give it a go.

Comic 1 - When I was deciding between Monster Hunter Stories and Digimon, I was comparing the rosters of monsters you can raise. I saw Hisyaryumon and Ouryumon and thought, "Those dragons are so cool! What would I need to raise to get one of these!?" And then I saw you can get one by evolving up a Wanyamon and decided I totally want in on this. The evolution lines are wack, but in a fun way.

Comic 2 - I decided to play Hacker's Memory first for a few other reasons too, but Betamon was a big reason. His digivolution line is just too perfect. Several of the Digimon he can digivolve into, like Airdramon, MegaSeadramon, and Plesiomon are all now favorites of mine.

Comic 3 - I was expecting a more sinister-looking Digimon when the game mentioned malware, so I wasn't expecting such cute little fellas. I'll protect them with my life!

Comic 4 - The fact Digimon can talk felt weird at first, but I found the problems they had and the cases we can accept from them endearing. That these critters big and small had struggles they needed our help with reminded me of Pokémon Mystery Dungeon in a way, and I'm always up for more Mystery Dungeon. Also, Pete's (the Wanyamon's) story made me want to cry

[stormbreaker-290]

Cool!! I'll be sure to send ya a pic of it when it's done :]c

Yo!! So my irl friend is gonna be getting a halo helmet for his YouTube "movie" he's gonna be making, and he was wondering if he could have me draw a lil Malware decal on it?

(He knows abt Mal cuz the topic of crushes came up and I . Cannot shut my yapper abt him <3 /silly)

omg

I love that idea

I actually used to have a little Malware vinyl decal I made but I gave it to a friend of mine

I used to have a pair of noise cancelling muffs with him on em but I can't find them

But yeah, you're more than welcome too ^^

(I have a picture somewhere, I'll edit the post when I find it)

(edit I FOUND THE PICTURE)

[scam-alerts]

🔎Scam Exam(ination)🔍

Seen as: Click here! / Read more... Scam type(s): Phishing / Malicious website

Good day everyone, today I'd like to talk about a scam that is some what pretty obvious to spot on tumblr. Unless you're someone who straight up lets curiosity get the best of them and you go clicking links on sketchy looking blogs without thinking. (Don't do that.) You'll probably be able to avoid it.

Now, for safety reasons I'm not going to be linking the blog in question that is running this scam because I'm not going to 'tempt fate' for the sake of documentation. But I will be showing you through the help of a couple useful websites, what's going on behind the scenes.

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The first thing I noticed (other than the blog only being a few days old) when I saw this persons posts was, well, what I consider to be one of the most biggest and immediate red flags that was on every single post of theirs.

If you know anything at all about internet history and internet safety, one of the most common and well known ways that malicious actors try to get you to go to their scam/phishing website is with the temptation of a big reward if you do x to y.

'You've won a free $100 gift card! Click here to claim!'

'Hot local singles in your area! Click here now to find them!'

Memes aside, it should go without saying that you should not, under any circumstances, click links that look like this that you receive via email, text, or that you see in advertisements. Not only could these links lead you to a phishing page (wiki) that mimics tumblr or another social media platform in an attempt to get you to log in. Doing so would result in your account being compromised and your login information being stolen.

Tempting links like these could also lead to a web page like the one that this one in particular I'm about to show you, too.

With the help of Cloudflare via their url scanner tool I was able to examine this website, see where it redirects people to, view the HTML (for you nerdy folks) and in turn see the landing page it takes you to when you click it. Without clicking it myself.

Want to know what this takes you to?

A page leading to a fake popup with a link to install a virus.

Now, let me be 100% clear: These viruses are bad.

From what I know of them, not only do they hijack and steal all of your login information on the device you installed it on, 9/10 it will also install a keylogger onto your system. What this does is: even if you uninstall the virus and your system seems clean, these bad actors will still be able to monitor your device and steal your information unless you factory reset your device or PC.

Here's information on keyloggers. (malwarebytes)

If these bad actors really, really wanted to ruin someones day, by installing these 'free apps' it could also put what is known as Ransomware on your device. A trojan that locks down your device, encrypts your files, and demands you pay a ransom for it to be unlocked. All of which is under a timer or it will completely brick your system.

Here's a video by IBM that explains how ransomware works.

Another very, VERY useful website I'd like to share that I became familiar with through some channels on youtube that talk about scams is VirusTotal. https://www.virustotal.com (despite its name, it's not a virus!)

This website has two key features I think are awesome: 1- You can scan a url for viruses/malicious activity to see if it's been flagged by one of the many antivirus vendors on the market. and 2- You can upload files you downloaded to see if they are infected by trojans or malware before you even open them.

CloudFlare and VirusTotal are 100% free to use websites with no sign up or cost. (No this isn't an ad and no I am not sponsored. These are just resources and I am giving them to you lol)

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Final thoughts: I know curiosity may get the best of us at times, but don't let that become your downfall. If you see blogs that are only a few days old exhibiting this behavior, please make sure you report them on your own time and don't encourage mass reporting by making posts about them.

Remember: Stop and think before you click that link. :)

Other helpful guides on spotting scams. (by @kyra45)

[meaningofaeons]

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ unbearable

⊹ character(s) - sampo koski ⊹ word count - 1.7k ⊹ notes - gn!reader, angsty, hurt/comfort?? possibly slightly ooc sampo sorry </3, unedited

ugh I rlly couldn't help myself making my first work on this account sampo (tho I really did consider svarog LMAO he's grown on me a lot) but I hope you all like!! this is like. my redebut onto tumblr writing hehe ^w^

Surely, there couldn't be a more unbearable man on this planet — no, maybe in the entire universe — than Sampo Koski.

Perhaps he had his good sides, though, you would find yourself musing every once in a while.

Sure, he was a filthy conman, always tunnel-visioned on his next profit. Not much consideration for strangers aside from their pockets, not to mention that terrible habit of his to spam anyone whose contact he could get his hands on with scam ads and malware links he was paid a pretty sum to spread. Even his own 'friends' wouldn't be spared from his constant phishing attempts.

Maybe he did get a bit too reckless if the job was especially large, especially profitable, and maybe he did sometimes ditch just before the bill at a restaurant would arrive, and maybe he did piss off a group of automatons, causing them to chase you two to the edge of town until —

You sighed irritably, pinching your temple as you tried to refocus your thoughts.

In spite of all that, Sampo did have his benefits, you surmised.

He had ended up dropping in at just the right time during that automaton chase, even though you'd assumed mere moments earlier that his disappearance from your side meant he had run for the hills and left you behind. You avoided a lot worse injuries thanks to him that day.

And yeah, he did stop that miner from scamming you out of a good chunk of your paycheck that one time — albeit at the cost of another group of naïve victims who he led the man directly to. 'The only one who can swindle you out of all your pocket money is me!' he had claimed, and promptly received a beating over the head.

But once you opened your eyes again, beholding the sight of Sampo Koski sat on his knees before you in shame, twiddling his thumbs as he glanced to the side with a guilty smile...

You weren't quite sure his positive aspects could completely abate your wrath.

On this very day, the man before you had asked you to come with him to Rivet Town to assist with a 'very important business discussion'. You, foolishly, decided to trust him again.

'Give him the benefit of the doubt,' you'd thought. 'Maybe this time it's actually something honest. Maybe this'll really help him.'

Rather than a discussion, though, the foxlike man had instead led you right to a large group of automatons.

'It'll be fine,' he'd said, shrugging. 'Just need some scrap metal for a client! It's technically still a business discussion, we're just discussing with our weapons rather than our mouths!'

So he'd left you to dismantle the automaton pile, until another group of very much active robots had spotted you two and barreled towards you for vengeance.

The man hadn't even noticed in your collective fleeing that one of the bots had managed a sizable gash on your leg, hindering your escape until the two of you finally stumbled back into town.

Of course, the filthy scammer escaped unscathed himself.

Just recalling the incident sent you into further distress as the pain ached in your leg — you hadn't bothered to get it treated by Natasha yet, too focused on giving your 'business partner' a piece of your mind as soon as possible.

Sampo didn't dare speak a word himself. Your stormy expression was enough for him to keep his trap shut tight, too afraid of your mood to risk worsening it.

He had really done it with his latest stunt — a little 'prank gone wrong', as he put it, until he saw just how upset you were — and he knew it, too.

"I just..." Green eyes immediately shot over towards you as you began to speak, but your words only cut off into a heavy sigh, leading you to slump into a chair in the corner of your dingy apartment. Seeing you kneading your forehead with a look of exhaustion more so than anything else, the sly man took his chances with a conversation.

"L-Like I said, Y/N, it was all in good fun!" he laughed anxiously, feeling his palms begin to sweat. "I wasn't actually going to leave you to get all the parts by yourself, or ditch you when the bots came running, or anything —"

"Quiet."

Your voice shut him up once again.

Sampo was exceedingly nervous today. Usually, you'd just get angry with him, expression twisting into that cute, flushed pout that he'd gotten so fond of.

You'd hit him over the head, scold him loudly, drag him by the ear... but you were never silently angry. Not like this.

"Does it really make you happy?" your voice echoed through the room at last, your face still hidden beneath your exasperated hands. "Is it really that fun? Are you getting a good laugh at my expense?"

Sampo's smile, though nervous, fell.

"You know, Sampo Koski," His spine straightened at his full name being used, rare shame filling his cheeks. He felt like he was being scolded like a toddler. "You always pull something or other over me. Usually, it's bearable. But it's gotten to be too much."

"Y-Y/N —"

"I choose to offer you my trust in so many ways, and you just...!" Your hands clutched onto your hair in complete vexation. "You always take advantage of it! Always! Even when I try to help you, or give you the benefit of the doubt, try to convince myself you're being honest for once!"

You peered through your fingers at him with one eye.

"I can count on two hands the amount of times you've shockingly come through for me, and yet, I don't even have enough hairs on my head to equal the amount of times you've swindled or betrayed me! This is the last straw, Sampo Koski!"

"Y/N, l-listen —"

"I'm going to Nat's."

His mouth fell agape as you just got up and began walking towards the door as you'd said.

"Wait!"

"What?" you sneered as the man half-rose to his feet, frozen by your glare. "Worried that I'll tattle to her and you'll get another earful to ignore? Don't worry. She knows that every injury I get is your doing, so she's going to find out one way or another."

"...Injury?" Sampo asked, dumbfounded. You raised a brow, thoroughly ticked as you turned and walked away again.

It was then that he noticed the blood soaking your pants, the torn material of your clothes sticking uncomfortably to the gnashed skin. Your limp was more pronounced than he'd like to admit, considering he clearly hadn't noticed it prior to now.

The door slamming brought the man back to his senses, and he immediately pursued you, grabbing onto your wrist before you could make it ten steps away from your home.

"Let go, Sampo! While I'm still being nice!"

"I'm sorry!"

"I don't want to hear it! I —" Upon processing his words, you turned, a look of mild horror washing over your features as you raised a brow again. "...Eh?"

Sure enough, the Sampo Koski had just said the words 'I'm sorry' in a tone that sounded more genuine than anything he'd ever pushed past his lips — that is, if his souring expression was anything to go by.

He'd never said that to you before, not in the several incidents before this, so you certainly hadn't expected it now.

He looked gutted.

"I should've — I shouldn't've — Urgh..." Sampo scratched the back of his neck. You narrowed your eyes.

"Don't tell me this is just you being too afraid of Nat to let me get treated by her."

"No, no, listen," he waved his hands around wildly. "I'm... sure, I'm afraid of Miss Natasha, plenty afraid, in fact! But... being real honest, I'm way more afraid of you walking out on me for good."

His head bowed, and he looked completely downtrodden at this point.

"Y-You've been better to me than most, and I guess... I don't know. I just thought you'd always be there, sorta... Which was wrong of me to assume!" Sampo's speech was jumping all over the place as he hastily attempted to keep your attention, worried a single wrong word would send you walking away again. "Very wrong! I took advantage of ya a lot, and... Well, I'm sorry."

You stood there in silence for a good, long while.

It was plenty of time to make even Sampo nervous. You couldn't deny reveling in the way his fingers twitched anxiously, his eyes darting to you and back to the floor as he awaited your response — or lack of one — to his apology.

Finally, you sighed again. A very long, drawn-out, wrongdoing-emphasizing sigh.

"Well, I assume you can't promise that this will never happen again."

"Heheh... Well, if we're being really, really honest..." he simpered, not meeting your eye. "I can at least promise that I'll never let you get hurt on my watch again, though! Not ever! Koski's honor!"

The comical way he put a fist to his chest, as though mimicking a Silvermane Guard, put a reluctant smile on your face. Finally, you snorted out a laugh, bringing his infamous smile back again as well. This time, however, it was more relieved than mischievous.

"I really hate you sometimes," you murmured, pulling him into a hug as you buried your face in his shoulder. "But I'll let it slide. Last time, Sampo Koski. Don't you mess up again."

"I won't!" he shouted, perhaps a bit too eager. Still-shaky hands found your figure as he gently returned your embrace, something a bit more tender in his eyes when you pulled away. "I won't."

"Fine."

"Now, then, why don't we mosey back on into your house and get that leg patched up, eh?"

"Sorry, Mr. Koski," you teased, folding your hands behind your back as you continued your trek towards Natasha's clinic. "As much as we just shared a heartfelt moment of emotional growth, I don't trust your shoddy patchwork first-aid, not for something that hurts this bad. You'll just have to deal."

Sampo trailed after you like a puppy, rubbing his hands together like the shady businessman he was, familiar swindling smirk back already — though it grew more anxious by the minute as you neared Natasha's.

"Ah, come on! Can't we work out a deal? A bargain?! I said I won't let you get hurt again! We're both reasonable people, right...?"

"Y/N...? Y/N, come on!"

[be-pretty-for-me]

Roommate Rewritten

Emily was my first. First roommate, first college crush, and the first time I used Master PC.

I had read about it online, did some digging on forums and sites that definitely gave me some malware, but I ended up with something that looked the part. The old 90s UI flickered onto my screen with a simple "Welcome New Master!" after I ran the setup wizard. A search bar hung in my face for a solid minute so, taunting me with endless possibilities (supposedly), but I was stumped.

Then, as if by some cosmic force, I heard the front door open across the apartment. I smirked to myself, of course it had to be her. If this program really worked she was the best candidate; cute (I had a soft spot for alt girls), just about my age, and we already lived together.

So I typed her name in, and saw a scarily accurate 3-D render of her appear, wearing her black hoodie and jeans, in a sitting position. Tabs and submenues appeared en masse, I found a section on "personality", and ran a little test "Subject will find Anon incredibly attractive. Subject will walk around in lingerie, topless, or no clothing at all while home alone with Anon and doing so will cause her to become very aroused."

I smiled, "should be a good way to find out if this is bullshit or not" I thought to myself as I pressed enter. "Though, I don't know how long it'll take."

I decided to take a quick shower to relax from classes and give the changes some time to settle. 30min later I opened the door, looking around for my new, nude, nypho roommate to jump me like some sort of animal in heat. To my disappointment, her door was wide open and she was nowhere to be found there or in the kitchen. I trudged back to my room, a little deflated, before hearing a giggle as I entered the door.

"Heyyyy Anon" Emily practically moaned from atop my bed.

I dropped my towel in surprise, blushing immediately at the sight of her pale petite frame on display on my messy bed.

"Oohhhh, I didn't know you were so pretty, hun." She purred as she made her way towards me "Mmmph, I'm feeling so hot and bothered all of a sudden, do you think you could help a girl out?"

"I uh, huh, umm... "

Another giggle, before that animal in heat I was looking for pulled me into bed, fucking me with her soft cute body for hours until we both passed out.

The next day I found myself reminiscing about my night with Emily while in a lecture. I had gotten a taste and decided to see what else the program could do. Just some small adjustments all around. I opened Emily's profile again, and went to her proportions. I changed her breasts from a 30B to a pair of heavy round 34DDs and made them more sensitive. Then widened her hips and filled out her ass a bit, giving her a nice hourglass figure.

Back to her personality tab, I added "Subject is addicted to fucking Anon and is submissive to them". Before submitting all the changes I quickly added "Subject is aroused by any physical changes made" just to cover my bases, and pressed enter.

The lecture was just about over when I got a text from Emily.

"Hey, I don't know what's going on, but my tits exploded out of my top, I think my ass is bigger and I really need you, come back to the apartment asap."

Already having trouble hiding my excitement from the thought of her bursting out of a top, I nearly fainted when the second text arrived with it's attachment.

"Don't keep me waiting, baby."

I arrived home, excited to embrace my enhanced roommate, horny beyond belief. She rounded the corner into the living room and my jaw almost hit the floor. The picture was nothing compared to the sexed up version of Emily in front of me that slowly stalked her way towards me. She bit her lip, obviously happy to see me.

"Like what you see?" She said, as she ran her hands up her new curves. "I don't know how it happened, but frankly I don't care. I feel soooooo good."

She came close, very close, I felt her hot breath, I watched her new massive breasts heave up and down hypnotically. She noticed my fixation on her chest and hummed and she began to guide my hands along her soft hips...

"At first I was a little freaked out, they were so heavy."

Up her sides...

"And it happened so fast."

She placed my hands firmly on her chest, my palms sank into the biggest tits I had ever seen, let alone held. Her eyes rolled back uncontrollably, she moaned and her grip tightened while she shuddered.

"Ohhhh fuuuuuck that feeelllsss, Uhhhhhhhnn".

My fingers danced across her huge tits. She came, melted into my hands, and grasped frantically at my shirt for the flesh she craved underneath.

Panting, she managed to finish her thought while I enjoyed the rest of her body. "Haaa, haaa. It's all so hot though. Haa haa. I look like such a ..."

"A slut." I said, as I took two handfuls of her enlarged ass.

"Mmmmmm." She kissed me. "Yeah, and I want to show you just how much of a slut I really am."

A few weeks passed in an instant, between classes and all of the sex with my now girlfriend, time escaped me. I was so caught up in life I left Master PC alone for a good while. Proud of my self control, everything in moderation after all. Besides, my bombshell girlfriend was something I should enjoy for a while, I thought as I opened the door to the apartment.

"Hi baby! How was class?"

"Hey Em. It was fine, unit is a little over my head right now, so I'll have to review it later."

"Oh, poor thing, maybe I can help destress you a bit?" Emily smiled playfully and thrust her chest out at me. "You wanna fuck my titties? Or maybe I could go down on you!" She giggled.

Alright. Maybe I made a few more changes...

[da-rulah]

I saw an aesthetic picture about spreading Satan through the Internet recently and it got me thinking about being the IT support at the ministry, and which papas and ghouls would be best and worst at technology. So now I obviously want to hear your thoughts.

(I think Primo would surprise us by being surprisingly proficient, sort of like how my grandma mastered email and Facebook in her 80s.)

I have discussed this at great lengths with my best friend, @her-satanic-wiles, and these are the conclusions we have come to. These include all technology and use of the internet and social media habits.

Please enjoy as much as we did - it was too much fun. This is long, so i've put a page break in.

Some 18+ content here, MDNI!

Primo

As you said, surprisingly proficient.

He learns very fast, intently listening to you when you explain email, Microsoft Word & Excel, and Facebook.

He doesn't get Instagram but that's okay, that's not his target audience.

Doesn't understand how the internet works... "So, is it floating around in the air, or...?"

But he does know how to work it, and how to use it.

Secondo

No patience for technology at all.

If it doesn't work how it should, it is immediately referred to as broken.

"Mostrami solo le mie email, pezzo di merda!" you'll hear him scream from his office.

If it is not broken, it soon will be. His frustration makes him violent.

Got the iPhone 4 when it first came out but it perished in a mysterious fire. He doesn't know how it happened. Stop asking him.

Has been through four Ministry issued keyboards and one monitor that saw violent ends.

Terzo

Not bad at technology at all, in fact learns very quickly.

However, the discovery of Internet Pornography set him back in his paperwork by about a week.

He takes casual nudes and sends them to everyone, like him sat on the toilet or just having got out of the shower. Just because he can.

Your phone keeps saving them automatically and you have to do a mass exodus of Terzo nudes at least once a week to save your phone memory.

When you delete them he sends you more out of spite.

Ends up with Malware on his computer all the time from scam emails that promise him 'hot single babes in his area'.

The kind of guy to go on Omegle to flirt with random people, maybe find someone to jerk off with.

Copia

Boomer.

He's bloody useless, it always makes him feel like a silly old fool.

The only thing he can do by himself is search YouTube for rat videos, because you've shown him a million times.

Types with the screen close to his face and with one finger.

FaceTime angle of a typical dad.

"Look at this!" and proceeds to not flip the camera because he doesn't know how so you just end up staring at his face anyway.

SHOUTS when he's on the phone, no concept of noise at all.

Always forgetting his passwords - you get phone calls asking what his password for this and that is every. damn. day.

How many times do you have to remind him his phone unlocks with FaceID?!

Got scammed by a Facebook ad and had to change all his credit cards.

And now for the Ghouls...

Rain

He's VERY good with tech.

Quiet little genius, knows all the keyboard shortcuts and phone tips and tricks going.

Others ask him for help a lot, and he gets such a sense of pride when he can help them, swishing his tails and smiling to himself as he's helping.

Rain is also in charge of Copia's computer. He built it, fixed it, and cries every time Papa does something he shouldn’t to it.

Swiss

Technology conspiracy theorist.

He is terrified of tech, thinks it's listening to him all the time. Alexa is a demon he doesn't trust and his phone is an old Nokia he uses for emergencies ONLY.

That Nokia is also his weapon that he throws at people's heads when they piss him off. Which happens entirely too often and has caused some damage...

Mountain

Always up to date with the latest tech, never misses a launch.

He keeps leaving his second-hand phones in places Swiss will find them to trigger his technophobia and paranoia.

"DO THEY BREED, OR SOMETHING?!" Mountain is snickering outside his dorm listening to the chaos he's created.

Phantom

TROLL.

Chaos maker, through and through.

He is a serial redditer. The havoc he creates on there is diabolical, honestly.

Goes on Omegle to troll people.

He came across Papa Terzo one evening. They both agreed to never speak of what he saw ever again.

Plays on Swiss' technophobia along with Mountain.

He even created a cruel "conspiracy mode" on the Alexa that plays dramatic music, changes the lighting and shuts the window blinds in Swiss' room whilst Alexa tells him "I'm here, Swiss. I see everything."

Sodo

Has absolutely no interest in the internet or technology whatsoever.

Serial text forgetter. Sees you've text him, ignores it. Promises to get back to it. Never does.

When it comes to guitar tech though, he'll chew your ear off for hours. He knows EVERYTHING.

Ask him a question, but be prepared to be stuck there for approx. 45 minutes while he explains it in great detail with tangents you didn't ask for.

Aurora

Very good with tech, specifically social media.

Basically the social media manager of The Ghost Project.

She loves tiktok, makes them regularly. but it gives off 'Illegal Disney' vibes... Total crack.

Papa had to stop her making them and tell her to take them down.

Ask her about dance challenges - she knows them all.

Cumulus

CANNOT BE BOTHERED.

Why does everything take so long? Typing and everything... so much effort.

So she's a voice note kinda girl.

And they can be full blown podcasts, she talks and talks and talks....

Always takes Mountain's old phones after Swiss has been spooked by them. She hasn't bought a new phone in 6 years. Mountain is none the wiser.

Cirrus

Has a basic understanding, but feels guilty asking for help from IT support.

If an error message pops up, she'll panic and call Aurora.

"No but it says Error 404... WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?!"

Queen of cat videos. Falls asleep to 10 hour loops of rain storms on YouTube.

[stromuprisahat]

When I read TGT, I was often infuriated by how all those hot guys were head over heels for Alina - I found her annoying and bland as a person(but expected her to overcome those obstacles). I kept asking myself "what does this girl have beyond extremely cool powers?". Despite being a pain in the ass,Alina deserved better than Malware(another one whose supposed attractiveness made me go wtf?)

That's simple, I wouldn't say they were head over heels for her:

The Darkling waited for the Sun Summoner gods know how long, them being a cheeky grouch caught him completely by surprise. He's the kind of guy, who finds his SO's abominable personality strangely endearing (if only she didn't insist on ruining his lives' mission and accepted her extraordinariness).

Nikolai wanted an easily-controllable political ally. For some reason he grew fond of Alina, but let's be fair- the guy's a bit needy with no real friends. No wonder he grows fixated on the first available person, who might have to stick around.

Malyen realized Alina's famous and cooler than him, and hey- he saw her first! So here is his great love explained. If he were a dog, he'd be pissing all over her. I have an ugly thought about what he might be doing this way, but I should probably read less nasty smut, to be fair.

Alina's a psychiatrist's wet dream. If she were to realize something's wrong with her and she needs help, she'd provide livelihood for a whole pack of specialists. That said, I'll never cease to be disgusted by the treatment she had to endure- be it from her "great love" or the woman, who wrote her.

As for Malyen's alleged attractiveness- he's supposed to be nice to look at. Fit, well-build, face with blue blue eyes... (and canonically bad in bed.) Fortunately, a body's not everything and we don't get to see him in book, so for a reader personality can be more prominent than looks.

Unless you're a dumb Darkling's whore, in which case nothing he says matters, because your uncontrollable pussy overrides higher brain functions as soon as his name appears, and you won't be able to see the dangers he presents to poor, poor weak malleable young girls.

[reginalusus]

Spamton and Swatch's relationship is minor, but interesting.

I saw a post the other day compiling some of Swatch's more passive aggressive dialogue. I was gonna reblog it with these thoughts but I forgor. Oh well.

Anyway.

I think the relationship between Spamton and Swatch is kind of a fucking punch to the gut. With studs on the knuckles. It seems that, once, they were both on relatively good terms. Swatch has said something along the lines of, "to think he was once a valued customer," and Spamton has said that Swatch was a shoulder to cry on (interpreted from the Sweepstakes' dialogue).

Yes, Swatch was playing the typical 'bartender who listens to your woes' kind of thing, but clearly they didn't mind it. The stuff that Swatch knows about Spamton's darker part of his psyche is probably astronomical and a bit terrifying. I'd love to know what Swatch knows about him. Like, I'm sure we can all guess in certain regards...

In any case, I think this would have led a younger, unstable, frightened, newly-famous Spamton to think of Swatch as a genuine friend.

But what kills me is that fact that Swatch is kind of a cold bastard? Lmao, on one hand you can't really blame them. Swatch is the personification of Delatrune's equivalent of an art tool, of MS Paint or something. They serve Lightners that way, and that's why they're rightfully a bit pissed about Spamton wanting to steal the NEO body and use it. But they're also loyal to Queen and they definitely have a no-nonsense attitude. That's Swatch's job. You can't blame them.

But, to think that Swatch and Spamton had some kind of friendship going on - maybe not friendship, but certainly *something* - and that they dropped him like everyone else as soon as he was no longer benefiting Cyber City's economy, is fucking tragic.

Like, people jab fun at the fact that Swatch resells some of Spamton's old merchandise, but this fucking kills me? The fact that Spamton's 'Big Shot Bowtie' has the brand label cut off in the Colour Cafe's shop section is just sort of harrowing? Because then you realise that the rest of Cyber City is like this. Those cars that litter the streets are probably Spamton's cungadero cars? All Spamton's posters and ads have been cheaply covered up by Queen's posters?

The whole damn city was profiting off Spamton's work and image, and when he's of no use to them anymore, they continue to do that, they just slap a different coat of paint on it. Swatch is no exception to this.

Jesus Christ, could you imagine being in Spamton's position, just watching a whole city that you used to have under your thumb suddenly erase you, but still use your products? Sure, he had help, but still...

And, of course, you can't wholly blame the residents of Cyber City for doing this, because as 'normal' parts of a computer, seeing a corrupted Addison/piece of malware's products suddenly not do what they're supposed to anymore is probably a bit scary.

I obviously have Spamton bias so forgive me, but that shit must be fucking *agonizing* to watch. Like, he just had to sit there and observe from Trash Zone as the city slowly erased him, yet continued to profit off him.

Looping back to Swatch, you could only imagine the interaction they and Spamton must have had when Spamton tried to break into the mansion as a last-ditch attempt to get to the NEO body. Do you think Spamton pleaded with Swatch? Tried to bring up the fact that they used to be close? Do you think Swatch was a bit shocked to see what Spamton had basically become? How vastly different he looked - going from some well-dressed, confident salesman to a glitchy, stuttering mess that was dressed in a disguise to look like the Swatchlings? Maybe.

It's just harrowing to think about, at least to me. Swatch is a more obvious piece in Spamton's lore that details his slow descent into irrelevancy and deeper madness.

[13916-62mae22]

Even After That...

fandom: PLAVE pairing: Yu Hamin x reader genre: angst word count: 5.2k prompt: "I want you back..."

~ Yejun ~ Noah ~ Bamby ~ Eunho ~

Something was haunting him. Wherever he went, there were glimpses and shadows. He wasn’t sure if he was seeing things, but the air always became heavy when it was nearby.

It first happened when he tried to help Noah.

When he first came to his World, he was embraced by the older man. Clothed in garments similar to a mage and breathed magic, Noah sobbed loudly into his chest while babbled nonstop. After prying the big baby off of him, Hamin learned that Noah had a friend who looked just like him.

“You have the same name too.” Noah sniffed, rubbing his nose. “Are you from another universe?”

Hamin found that impossible since his Story felt incomplete. His home was made out of data and code, alongside the faceless people who monotonously went on about their day. But at the moment, anything felt possible.

After jumping through the rift, Hamin found that they were stuck and even worse, the World was becoming smaller and smaller by the day. No matter how long Noah tried to use magic to restore the World's balance, there was no helping it.

Just like his own World, something was destroying Caelum.

Hamin quickly tried retrieving data from the World. It's not difficult, but the World can be unpredictable. He had already been chased by multiple animals and got lost in the forest. What else could happen?

A scream resonated within the area Hamin was in, sending shivers down his spine. Almost all of the humans within this World had already disappeared, except for Noah. Was it an animal?

Regardless of what it was, he had to go check.

Bounding through the underbrush, Hamin was shadowed by a giant digital mass. It loomed over him and its screech was high-pitched, vibrating the air. He spotted a cloaked figure lying beneath it and his determination was set a-new. Quickly, he fought the malware off and once he was sure that it wouldn’t form again, he rummaged around for the corrupted core.

It hadn’t revealed itself when he beat it down, which was concerning. More shrieks in the distance erupted. There were more? Hamin let the displeasure on his face show. There wasn’t a peaceful day in Noah's World.

Picking the inconspicuous figure up, he hurried back to the barrier set around the castle. Noah was waiting for him in the garden.

“Where have you been? I thought you were getting–” He stopped once he saw the figure in his arms. “Wha–who? There’s still people around?!”

“I thought so too, but we should check them over.” Hamin tried to peer underneath the hood, but couldn’t see within the dark. “They might not be here for long.”

That’s what he said, but he was surprised to find what he was looking at.

After a long trek to the library, Noah instructed Hamin to use any of the tables and desk as a makeshift bed to use. Hamin caught a glimpse of something shining underneath the depths of the cloak and he gently pried the cloth back to take a look.

The person’s body was made of dust. Specifically, they looked like an animated mannequin made out of sand. Their face was crafted to make it look like they were sleeping and their clothes were etched into their body. 

Noah couldn’t help but stare down at the body, before speaking.

“Where did you get this?”

Hamin was still, watching Noah with calculated eyes. Noah’s face was tight, a scowl replacing his usual smile.

“Hyung, what do you mean? I found them.” Hamin asked slowly. “Do…you know them?”

Noah flinched. So he did.

Hamin opened his mouth to confront him, but the ‘mannequin’ suddenly began to move. They sat up, raising a hand to hold their head, and then turned to face them. Hamin held his breath. Although they were awake, their face remained unchanged from being in a slumber.

“AH!” They jumped down from the wooden desk it laid on and grabbed at the hood to pull it over their face. It hesitated before trying to sprint to the door.

“No–Wait!”

Noah sprinted after them and grabbed a hold of their cloak, tugging it right off.

“NO!”

Everything went so fast that Hamin could barely comprehend what had happened. The desk was suddenly in front of the door, blocking the exit, and the ‘mannequin’ was crouched in the shadows, trying to block their face. Noah breathed hard as he tried to maintain his magic.

“Wait..please…” He gasped. “Is that…is it really you?”

The figure froze.

“Please, I–I’ve been looking for you. Where have you been? What happened? Are–”

“That’s…enough…Noah…” Slowly, the figure stood up and stepped into the light. 

Hamin could see them clearly now. They were dressed in royal garb, but pieces were missing. The light made it look like their material body was shifting. He felt a few prickles bite at his neck.

“It is…!” Noah lowered his arms, letting the magic fade from his fingertips. “I’ve been so worried. How could you disappear like that? If you hadn’t—”

“N-Noah…” They stumbled forward and fell to their knees. But not before Noah hurried to catch them.

“What’s going on?” Noah’s voice cracked. “Hold on! I can restore you!”

“No..ah…please…” They flopped around in his arms before trying to cover his mouth. Their hand passed right through them. “I–I don’t…have much time…but…”

With a bright glow, a pink cube emerged from their chest.

“That’s…!” Noah gasped.

“A Restore Point.” Hamin finished.

“I…had to find it…complete it…before…it was…too late…” They used their faintly glowing hand to guide it to Noah’s own chest. “And now…I can finally…give it to you…”

Noah looked at them and Hamin felt his skin bristle. “Wait–Noah-hyung!”

“Without…regrets…”

With one push, the cube was pushed into Noah’s chest.

Noah’s body pulsed and a bright light erupted from the sky. A rift was opened, revealing a deep blue and purple ocean from afar. Hamin couldn’t believe it. A successful rift was made and it didn’t look like it was going to close anytime soon. He turned back to the pair, only to see Hamin holding a disappearing figure.

“Noah…I’m–”

“No,” Noah grabbed at the light, focusing his magic around it. “Z-zip your mouth. I don’t want to hear anything until you’ve recovered.”

“Noah…”

“Stop–please, I’m trying to help for once.”

“Hey, I–”

“If you would just–”

“HEY, IDIOT!”

The room rang and everyone went still.

“Let me just,” They breathed, running a fading hand through Noah’s hair. “Talk to you once more, ok?”

Hamin watched as Noah nodded silently.

“Good.” They laughed. “Hey, remember when you didn’t want to get married when we were younger? Did you really dislike me that much?”

Noah shook his head, his hand shaking as he tried to grab hold of them. “...Never. I’ve loved you ever since we met.”

A soft laugh echoed in the room.

“Me too.”

~ ~

It was hard to pull Noah away from the library. He moved like a ghost and wouldn’t look away from the spot that shimmered with bright flecks of sparkles, remnants from the last remaining person from the World.

Hamin prepared their departure from this World to the next. Noah made no objections, only asking if his World would remain intact with him gone.

“With the Restore Point activated, this world is frozen in time at this moment.” Hamin said slowly.

“...And if we leave?”

“It should stay the same until we get back.”

It would be hard to notice the way Noah clutched at his chest.

With preparations done and ready, Hamin and Noah opened a portal at the edge of the sea.

The next World led him to Yejun.

The world was strange, an underwater city that lived and thrived with aquatic animals. But like Noah’s World, there was no one left. 

Hamin could only spot sources of code with his goggles, but they couldn’t find anyone. Noah used his magic to create a portal that led them to rooftops, but all they could find was scattered pieces of clothes and crustaceans that trailed along their feet.

“Why would the rift take us here?” Noah grumbled, shaking a purple crab that latched onto his foot. “There’s no one here.”

“The rift takes us to worlds that have at least one surviving Story.” Hamin groaned, stretching his stiff muscles. “We just have to find them.” 

Noah may be older than him, but he complained more than a toddler. Hamin nudged a rock with his foot, revealing a small hole. He squinted, crouching down to examine it. There was something glowing at the bottom. The hole was narrow, barely letting him fit his wrist in, but it wasn’t as deep as he thought. Carefully, he pinched the soft object with two fingers and pulled it out.

“What did you find?” Noah jogged over to him, peering over his shoulder.

Hamin stared at the small blue orb that hung in front of his face. Upon closer inspection, there was a small figure encapsulated within the middle.

“An undine?” Noah poked the outer shell, watching it ripple.

“I thought it was a water spirit?” Hamin carefully held the orb in his palm, peering closer to get a better look. The figure’s small head slightly raised and when it met his eyes, the bubble glowed bright.

“Whoa! Huh–?”

Hamin watched as the little fairy zipped around him multiple times and then suddenly began to nuzzle against his neck and face. Just like Noah, it seemed to recognize him. It made cooing noises and warbled in a tone he couldn’t understand. But Hamin wasn’t from this World. What was going on? Was his Story intertwined with others? 

“So, the Undine knows you too?” Noah held his hand up to touch the fairy and it whizzed around his wrist before letting him stroke the outer shell. Hamin could only shake his head and shrug.  The fairy hugged his cheek one last time before grabbing at his finger and began to pull him forward, indicating that he followed them.  

They ran through the city streets and found themselves at a tall building. When they tried to enter the building, they found barnacles and algae blocking the entrance. The fairy let out a call and some sea creatures responded, a dolphin and a small whale. The fairy hopped on the head of the whale before pushing the two on the back of the whale. 

It took them to the top of the tower, where a dome sat around its head. In the middle of it was a hatch. Was this where the Story was coming to an end? They followed the fairy through the hatch and found a lab. It was clean and very minimalist. A bed sat on one side, while a desk was set up on the other side. The walls were replaced with windows, overlooking the sky with glowing sea creatures swimming around the building.

A crash came from the other side of the room and Hamin looked over to see a man sitting on the floor. His expression was funny as his eyes and mouth were wide open, but as his mouth remained open, bubbles came forth and rose to the ceiling. Noah couldn’t help but snicker at the sight.

“Ha-Hamin…and…? No, who…who are you?” The man scrambled to get up, grabbing a hold of the closest thing to him, a snowglobe. “I thought…everyone disappeared? How did you both survive? Has the disease…?”

“Your World is falling apart then too?” Noah interrupted.

“What…yes.” The man seemed to glare at the two of them. “Of course it is! What do you think is going on?!”

“Our World’s are also falling apart. Caelum is being attacked by a…something.” Hamin stepped forward, extending his hand. “We came from other World in Caelum. I am called ‘Hamin’. We can help you.”

The man wearily looked at the two of them before setting the snow globe down and grasping his hand. 

“Alright. My name is Nam Yejun.” He gave a small smile, and Hamin felt hopeful. “How did you find me? The city is too big to single me out here.”

“There was a water spirit that helped us find you.”

Yejun’s expression morphed into one of confusion. “A water spirit?”

Hamin nodded, looking over to the floating orb. “Yes. It knew that you were here.”

He watched as Yejun looked up, watching as the orb slowly drifted towards his face. It orbited his head, seemingly happy to see him, before nuzzling his cheek. The man looked to be confused by this creature but as it cuddled up to him, his eyes became vacant and his expression turned watery.

Hamin could barely hear what Yejun whispered next.

“Is it really you?” 

A faint glow responded to him and the fairy chirped. Yejun carefully held the small thing closer to his face, softly sobbing as he did. 

“I thought…”

He was quietly silenced as the fairy clung to his face.

“I’m sorry for interrupting,” Hamin cleared his throat. “But have you observed anything that might have changed your world recently?”

“Ah…” Yejun hastily wiped at his eyes. “Almost. I’m a doctor and I have been researching the disease that has been taking everyone. But after…the last person was taken, my research has been slow.”

“But you’re still here.” Noah questioned. “What if there was something in…your blood or something? Have you tried that?”

“Believe me, I have.” Yejun led them over to a small kitchen island, stacked with lab equipment. “I have dolphin DNA in me, but if I was left, what about the other dolphins? The disease reacts with any type of DNA, regardless of gene and blood biology.”

“At the moment, before Caelum disappears completely, we need to find a Restore Point.” Hamin crossed his arms, trying to remember the city’s map they just trekked through.

“Restore Point? You mean…?”

“Something like part of a game, yes.” Noah finished. “I didn’t understand it until recently either.”

“If we can find one, then your World can be saved.” Hamin picked himself up from the seat he was sitting in and began to walk towards the hatch.

A chirp trilled throughout the space and the three men looked to find the blue fairy circling the air. Yejun called out to it with a chirp-like noise and it began to circle him too.

“Does it know where one is?” Noah asked, leaning forward to look at the orb.

“I think so,” Yejun grabbed at it gently and led it to a table, where a map was laid out. “Where is it? Do you remember?”

The fairy circled the map once and then stopped in the middle, before doing something akin to coughing something up. Hamin noticed the flash of pink and hurried over to find that the water spirit had spit up–

“Is that…?”

“A Restore Point!” Noah exclaimed.

“Where did you find this?” Hamin asked.

The blue orb pointed to a place on the map. The building top where they found the spirit. Hamin felt incredibly lucky to have found everything in one fell swoop. A rumble shook the sky and the building began to shake. Everyone held on to something, as what felt to be an earthquake began to erupt beneath them.

“What is that?”

Hamin looked towards the direction that Noah was pointing and watched as an amalgamation of malware swarmed the darkening sky. It took the shape of a large whale, bigger than the ones they saw earlier that day. Its body pulsed and shimmered a black color and tried to swarm the building with its body.

As quickly as he could, Hamin moved across the room and tried to climb back to the hatch. He had to eliminate it before it caused more harm to this World! 

“Hamin-ah, wait up!” Noah climbed up after him, trying to keep balanced as the building shook around them.

“Hyung, get back! It's dangerous!”

“That's what I should be telling you!”

As the hatch was opened, a strong breeze almost swept the two away. The storm that the malware was calling was getting worse. The malware let out a screech and another gust of wind blew their way. Hamin held on to the hatch but Noah wasn't fast enough. He was lifted from the roof and was about to be thrown away!

With a swipe of his arm, Hamin grabbed Noah’s flailing hand. A pulse traveled down his arm and for a moment, Hamin watched something flash in his memory. A kingdom, thriving magic, and…someone.

He understood.

With one pull, he brought Noah close and they held onto each other.

“Noah-hyung! I get it! I can use it!”

“Huh--What?!” The confusion on Noah's face was priceless. “What can you use?!”

“That spell!”

Noah understood as he carefully examined Hamin's face and with a nod, the two of them began to use light to draw a circle of runes. The copied magic that flowed through Hamin's body felt strange, but also familiar. It was almost like he had always known, but couldn't remember.

Another screech vibrated for a moment, but then stopped. Hamin looked over to see another figure beside them. Yejun and the water spirit stood next to them, arms upwards in using their own magic power to still the malware in a water prison.

Without hesitating, Hamin and Noah used ‘Purifying Light’ to bore a hole through the giant malware. Hamin watched as it dissipated into the sky and faded from this World. A wave of exhaustion flooded his body and he felt himself collapse against Noah. It became painful afterwards and his muscles wouldn't move an inch. Yejun began to treat the two of them, using his water power to soothe the body.

The World was saved and now they had to use the Restore Point.

“Yejun-hyung,” Hamin croaked, clearing his throat quickly. “Where's the ‘restore point’?”

“Ah, here.” Yejun pulled it out of his pocket, but before he could hand it to Hamin, a flash of blue snatched it from his hand.

The water spirit held onto the cube, refusing to go near the group.

“Hey! What's the matter with you?” Noah groaned from where he laid. “We just saved your World! We need that!”

Yejun carefully approached the blue orb. “...Is something the matter?”

The water spirit looked in between the three and then drifted towards Yejun slowly. It chirped towards him and for a moment, Hamin saw Yejun's face change into a dark expression. He couldn't help but shiver.

“Wait, you can't–”

In a moment, a bright light streaked the sky and a pulse of air went through Yejun.

The sky became bright and bright bubbles decorated it in streams. The sea creatures in the city began to sing woeful songs as they watched the bubbles rise, sad to watch the world go. Hamin looked over to Yejun, watching tears flood down his face as the glowing blue spirit disappeared in a stream of bubbles.

The next World was dark, neon signs painting the buildings and sidewalks to the city. No matter how long they stayed, the concept of daylight did not exist in this World. They had traveled for what seemed like days, dodging the sights of static monsters and sleeping on shadowed rooftops. During that time, Hamin tried to collect his thoughts. First that moving mannequin and then the water spirit. Something was connecting him to these people. Both Yejun and Noah seemed to know him, but on the other hand, they also recognized each other.

They talked quietly amongst each other as they traveled, sharing stories about their Worlds. Yejun’s quiet life was described as otherworldly; his world living in an underwater atmosphere with a modern way of life. Noah’s was more of a fantasy as he could use magic and lived in medieval times. But in each other’s World, they had both existed. Hamin couldn’t make heads or tails about the situation. Was this next life going to have a version of them too?

A high-pitched screech gathered their attention and as they hid under a terrace, they watched a pink light fly by with a group of mass of static run after it in the street. It streaked up and down the city, always almost reaching the top of a building before skating down it to gather speed and zip by the amalgamation.

“Is that…?” Yejun whispered.

“It has to be.” Noah answered. “Hamin-ah, we have to go save them!”

Hamin wanted to protest, but there was no denying that this was the next person they had to save, along with their World. A loud shake made them look back to the scene and they watched the pink streak get knocked back and fly back. 

“Noah!” Yejun called, thrusting his hand out to create a soft landing. Noah immediately casted a soft levitation spell on the ball and safely let it down to the ground. It was another person. He looked up, perplexed at what had just happened.

His mouth flapped up and down until words finally came out. “What–who…what’s going on?!”

“There’s no time to explain.” Hamin helped him up, dragging him to a blind spot. “We’re here to help.”

A loud roar shook the air. It was going to go on a rampage again. The pink-haired man gathered the three of them close.

“We need to try and destroy the anomaly as fast as we can. If it gets any bigger, we’ll be thrown into infested sectors below us. If you’re gonna hit it, do it hard. Its regeneration ability is slow.” A digital screen flashed and he swiped over it, creating a map of the city they were in. “I’ll try to lure it far from the bridge. Try to focus on strong offensive attacks or defensive skills.”

It didn’t take long for the group to understand the situation and they all agreed readily. Yejun focused on healing and shielding, while Hamin would tank through the front with Noah ready with duelist magic. And the newest member, Bamby, would use defensive tactics.

Another loud call signaled its attack and the four of them scattered. Noah took Yejun to the rooftops, keeping him away from danger. Hamin stuck close to Bamby, watching him grab a metal scrapped up board from the ground.

“Try to keep your attacks towards the city.” Bamby muttered. “We can’t risk falling over the edge.

And with a brisk kick of air, he shot off on the board. This meant that the fight had begun.

The pink light flickered before blazing bright. It circled the monster a couple of times to catch its attention and then began to blitz farther into the street. It worked as the monster roared and tried to crawl its way to Bamby.

Hamin jumped through the portal that Noah made and was launched into the air, to fall right on the digital monster. He channeled a will to stretch code around his leg, making an ungenerated leg gauntlet and quickly cut through a chunk of the monster's body. It screamed, waving long arms to hit the mosquito that bit it.

Hamin dodged, jumping behind Yejun’s shields as the blocks of static rolled off the transparent orb. Noah tapped his back and Hamin sprinted forward. He fought against the pulsing cubes and waves of attacks that came after it. Noah used elemental magic against it, using ice and earth to spear and freeze upcoming attacks.

The monster had a feeling that it was going to lose and began to attack blindly, hitting Bamby mid-air and Yejun’s safe spot. Hamin sprinted to Yejun’s position, catching his falling form as he did. Bamby was also caught by Noah, a shield rolling them away from any more attacks.

“This,” Noah panted. “Feels impossible. It feels like we haven’t even made a dent.”

“Well, what do you suggest?” Bamby groaned, nursing his leg as Yejun healed it.

“We need firepower!” Noah growled. “There’s no way we can–!”

A sound of a motorcycle revving caught their attention and Hamin looked over to see a red streak circling the monster before fire appeared and attacked it. It was effective to the point where the monster shrieked, collapsing on its side. 

“Where did they come from?!” Noah screamed.

“Doesn’t matter.” Hamin pushed past him. “We’ll take all the help we can get.”

Hamin could practically feel the glare that Noah sent him. A portal was opened and Yejun and Bamby jumped through it. Another safe point was made and Bamby shot around the city buildings to survey the situation.

It didn’t take long for the monster to recover and it slapped down an attack that shifted the earth. Noah launched Hamin into the air, watching another flurry of attacks cut cleanly through blocks of black and grey. Meanwhile, flashes of yellow and red clashed as they attacked as well. 

The size of the monster was decreasing steadily and when it was the size of a small house, they regrouped to get any healing done and optimize their plan. Hamin felt dirt and sweat plastered on his forehead and waited patiently for Yejun to dump a bubble of water on him. A splotch of pink moved in his peripheral and as he turned his head, a gray shadow sat atop of Bamby’s retreating figure.

“Look out!”

The motorcyclist pushed Bamby and a fist of digital mass landed right Bamby had been standing. This caused the group to scatter, trying to avoid the oncoming attacks. Hamin kicked away an incoming block and tried to spot the rest of the group. Yejun was providing back-up to Noah, as he casted a shield upon them. Hamin looked around, tapping his temple to activate his goggles. He couldn’t find any weak spots and the monster grew larger as it consumed its surroundings.

The ground shook and Hamin felt his skin grow hot. The spot where the man had been hit exploded and fire erupted from the ground. The man stepped out from the crater, his helmet broken with an eye visible. A redstreak flashed and rocketed towards the monster. It took less than a second before it exploded in a hot wave. 

Hamin tried to shield himself behind a rusted car, trying to minimize any burns. A cooling sensation washed over him and he saw Yejun’s water shield covering his body. He spotted the pink haired man, struggling to cover himself with a metal scrap. Hamin ran towards him, grabbing him by the shoulders and wrapped him close to his body. The shield could only cover him so much, so that left him to use himself.

Fifteen seconds felt so much longer than it sounded. Hamin had shut his eyes, waiting for the heat to die down and when it did, he couldn’t help but wait for something else to happen. Was it over? Was it gone? Hamin unfurled his arms around Bamby and peeked over the metal scrap. 

Where the monster was, stood the motorist. Flames decapitated from his body and after it was finally done, he fell to the ground. Bamby was the first to move. He sprinted over to the man, skidding to a halt when he reached him. Hamin followed suit and the other two walked over cautiously.

“Hey!” Bamby shook the man. “You–what’re you…you’re stupid!”

Despite the insults, he had tears flowing down his face. His fists were curled and laid on the white haired chest, unmoving. Yejun quickly began to use his healing powers to try and heal him. His eyebrows furrowed and he grunted as he pushed his hands down onto him. The injured man groaned.

“His wounds…!” Yejun growled. “They’re too severe! If I can just…!”

Hamin remembered when he had connected with Noah’s magic and without hesitating, he placed his hands over Yejuns.

A pulse. A faint memory. A calm washing sensation.

The copied power began to work within him and he pushed it back out, hoping that the healing would be doubled. The blue glow faded and the white haired man opened his eyes.

“Ugh,” He groaned. “Did we win?”

Bamby threw his arms around Eunho, sobbing as he did. “You idiot! You’re always so reckless!”

The man looked confused, patting the smallest back softly. Bamby let go after a while, struggling to wipe away the flood that escaped his eyes.

“Ah, I’m so glad to see you again, Eunho. But how did you…?”

“I’m sorry,” He interrupted. “Do I know you?”

The other three began to feel very awkward as Bamby’s face changed.

“What do you mean? It’s me, Bam–Bonggu! Don’t you remember me?”

‘Eunho’ shook his head. “I lost my memory a while ago. I’ve been trying to find out who I was before, but after everyone disappeared…”

The group was silent. It had happened to all of them. The empty World moving on while the people ceased to exist. The ground rumbled slightly and the five of them became alert once more. From the ground, two streaks spiraled into the sky. Hamin realized it was a Restore Point, but there were two?

Before he could react, the twin spears twirled back down and hit both Eunho and Bamby in the chest. The World shook once more and a bright light flashed open in the sky. Another rift. Bamby straightened himself up, ready to fight whatever else was about to attack him, but nothing came. Eunho sat on the ground, perplexed at the situation.

Suddenly, a blue portal opened up beneath the group. It dropped them into another dimension. Hamin looked around the space. It was like they had entered a new dimension. The sky was filled with glittering stars and planets, shooting stars lit the sky as they passed, and the ground glowed as they walked. A soft call caught his attention, echoing in his ear. As the rest of the group explored and went on without him, he laid eyes on a figure. They stood off in the distance, dressed in white. He couldn’t decipher their features, but his heart stirred. 

You smiled at him, a melancholic look softening your features. He had come so far on this journey. You remembered the look he had given as you wiped and reset his code. You made sure that it didn’t hurt. There was no future in Caelum as long as they existed. So you gave them one. His memories would never be the same. Only the ones in the present and future mattered.

You didn’t say anything, fearing that your resolve would crumble when you did. But the look in his eyes said everything to you. I will come find you.

You let out a soft chuckle, unable to hold it back any longer. Noah called out to Hamin. A portal was opening up. With one last look back, Hamin retreated to the safety of his new family. They stepped through the portal, unsure what laid ahead of them. 

~ ~

In a field of flowers, you stood alone. You watched him go, the one you had to leave behind. If he ever walked your way, you knew that he would find you.

You closed your eyes, smiling at the memories you were about to leave behind.

‘Come and find me.’ You wished. ‘In a World where we can be together.’

[kentocidal]

HIIIII BUNNY!!! CONGRATS ON 100 YAHOOOOO smoochin u absolutely silly sloppy style rn 💕

Feel free to disregard my query if your event is closed ! Could I get my darling Kaveh with smut prompt 10:

"next time we get into an argument, i'm reminding you that i took your virginity."

THANK YOU BUNNY, take your time no rush and once again CONGRATS ON 100 ! <3

uploading kaveh10.txt . . . upload complete!

warning! this file has been corrupted with the following malware: dom!reader (implied), established relationship, old married couple arguing, no actual smut but it’s alluded to, reader grabs kaveh by the throat

internal messaging system: kaveh and i fight like old married people and this is something we would argue about frankly.

kaveh was the argumentative type. he loved to pout and whine and complain about everything, including things you, his dearly beloved, said and did.

it was nothing personal, almost always superficial, but it didn’t mean it didn’t get on your nerves.

today, the argument was how you hung up his shirts.

“you didn’t even button them up! they’re all wrinkled in the front, i’m going to have to steam them all again!” kaveh groaned as he went through your shared closet right in front of you.

you sat there on the bed, hands curled into fists. “i wanted to help you out, you know. i was being nice. stop being a drama queen.”

“but it’s wrong!” kaveh whined at you, holding out one of his shirts that you had hung up. you saw nothing wrong with it, obviously, seen in the way you just twitched your brow. he huffed and practically stomped his foot as he pointed to the button in the back. “look! see! it’s all wrinkled up!”

“your hair covers that button, honey. really, it’s okay-“

“no, it’s not! i have to do all the work again!” he clicked his tongue and moved back to the closet to start grabbing the shirts you had hung up, tossing them over his arm. “i know you wanted to be nice, i know, thank you, but i thought i had explained that to yo-“

he was cut off as he turned around and your hand softly connected with his throat, shoving him back against the wall with no real strength behind it. it shocked him more than anything, making him yelp and drop all of his shirts.

you clenched your teeth together as you pressed into his space, your breath fanning out from your nose over his face.

“you are so fucking lucky that i’ve grown to like hearing you whine. next time we get into an argument, i'm reminding you that i took your virginity.”

you watched the way his pupils dilated and his face turned red as your fingers curled lightly into his throat. he was affected almost immediately, bending to you, hands twitching towards your sides. you stepped away while he gaped like a fish.

“you d-didn’t-“

“you know i did.”

“did not!”

you squinted at him and gritted your teeth. “you’re such a brat.”

“no! i’m just particular!”

“say one more thing about those shirts to me and kaveh, i swear, i’ll make sure alhaitham knows who’s in control here.”

“well- wait! no!”

[lifesteal-headcanons]

lifesteal smp except none of them look human but they're all incredibly human.

spepticle is just some guy who constantly falls into pits of slime and can never seem to get it off. rek just has weird body proportions. vitalasy's just a fucking furry. branzy's.. branzy. reddoons isn't sucking your soul out when he's making extremely intense eye contact with you, he's just autistic. so is jumperwho. jumperwho also just has burn scars on her face, it is not melting off, it is burnt. umm. mapicc isn't actually a demon she's just probably an otherkin. leowook also doesnt have a microwave for a head she just put it on her head once and it never came off. those last two are trans women, come fight me in a back of a tesco's if you disagree /silly /j. poafa is not an angel, he just really likes angel wings so he sewed some onto his jacket. parrot is not actually a parrot, that is just her name. she's also a trans woman, once again fight me if you disagree /silly /j. woogie is not a polar bear he just really likes fluffy things, snow, and the colour white. baconwaffles0 is not actually bacon he's just autistic and has a special interest on meat, specifically bacon. ashswagg isn't a result of malware, they're just incredibly good at lying and also made a deal with the lifesteal admin to make their lie seem more real. midmysticx isn't a guardian angel she just dresses like a grieving widow because it looks pretty and for some reason people thought she was a guardian angel. clownpierce is not god, he is literally just some guy. mrcube does not have a rubix cube for a head, it is a mask he wears so he doesn't breathe in redstone dust. pangi is not a pangolin, he has acne and eczema (and honestly probably more skin conditions) but still will wear make-up and set all of the skin conditions off. planetlord does not actually have a cloud for a head, that is simply their hair. princezam is not a yellow blob, she just has stained her skin with paint and it will not come off jesus christ girlypop that cant be cgood for your skin. roshambogames is not some sort of demon, they just started wearing demon horns and wings because they saw mapicc do it and thought it looked cool as fuck. spoke is not a smoke spirit, spoke just cannot stop lighting her clothes on fire by accident. terrain is not a snail, that is her backpack. if you disagree with trans girl spoke and terrain, i will personally fight you in not a tesco's this time, but an aldi instead /silly /j. vortexdragon is not a dragon, he is a furry. yeah jaron's sketchers do light up, yes, but that does not mean he is a monstrous being who runs in fields /ref. 4cvit is also not made of slime, he tried to save spepticle from falling into the slime pit. squiddo is not a squid pretending to be human, they're just autistic, be patient with them, she's still learning how to socialise (mecore). jepex is also not a demon, that is just how jepexx styles his hair.

every single outsider will assume they are not human. they are.

-crownwook

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[skymaiden32]

His Guardian Angels

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Thundertober Day 2: Espionage

Kayo goes on a mission with Lady P to retrieve something that was stolen from International Rescue...

Continuity: TAG

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The hallway crawled with guards as Kayo dodged expertly around boxes and complex machinery, keeping to the shadows as she always did. She hoped she could get there before the sale was made to the highest bidder. Penelope was buying her as much time as she could up there, she just hoped it was enough.

While she ran, she thought vaguely about how they had ended up in the first place. Long story short, it had been a long week, with non-stop and difficult rescues back to back. And a long week meant that even John, who was usually quite quick with security leaks and was sharper than a knife, didn’t see the virus slowly but surely attacking their networks until it was too late. Soon enough, EOS was almost taken out and their communications and trackers went offline. 

Brains and John had never resolved a security hazard faster in their lives, even giving EOS more resources to protect herself and IR’s information so that such a savage malware attack could never happen again. When they finally got their systems back online, after several long and agonising hours, Alan wasn’t answering anyone’s calls. 

Scott had been beside himself, Virgil and Gordon both wanted to bash in the heads of the responsible parties, and John still couldn’t let go of his guilt, despite the other’s best efforts. That was where Kayo came in. With her brothers still reeling from Alan’s disappearance, she’d taken the initiative and called in Lady Penelope for help. She was probably going to get an earful from Scott later for adding to the worry, but right now, she didn’t care. All she cared about was getting her little brother back…

Soon, she came to the end of the corridor, eyeing the two burly men with guns guarding a large metallic door. Bingo. The guards didn’t even know what hit them before she knocked them flat on their faces. Once she was sure they both out cold for hours to come, she swung the door open, furious expression turning to relief when her suspicions turned out to be correct.

Kayo saw Alan squint against the light that filtered through the doorway, in all likelihood framing her as his saviour. “K-Kayo…?” He croaked out shakily, as if not believing what he was seeing was real. 

She raced towards him, scooping him up into her arms and carrying him out the dark, dingy room without a word. Her heart broke into a million pieces when he clung onto her for dear life. “It’s me, Alan… And I’m not letting go for a long time…”

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“And so, Mr Grafton, that is why I believe-” Her long tirade finally ended when her opponent interrupted her, sighing.

“Beg your pardon, Your Ladyship, but I do have another meeting waiting after you.” The crook sighed. “Perhaps we could finish this another time…”

Penelope frowned. “But Mr Grafton, I am simply explaining my concerns about this new monorail project of yours. If I can perhaps get a dear friend of mine to assist with the designs-”

“No! Absolutely not!” Grafton froze like a deer in headlights. Penelope hid her delight behind a well-trained pokerface. Got him. “I mean…” He quickly backtracked. “I have some of the best engineers in the country working on this thing. I assure you, it’s perfectly safe.”

The noblewoman glanced down at her compact, carefully watching as the light on the top flashed twice. Kayo had Alan, and had already left for home in Thunderbird Shadow. It was high time she did the same. She sighed in mock defeat. “Very well then.” She stood up, saving Grafton’s feet from an increasingly irritable Sherbert. “I suppose I had better get going.” She smiled at Grafton, deceptively sweet and cordial. “I do hope you can get the money you require for this project, Mr Grafton.”

“I have several…” he paused, “...assets I can offer my investors, Lady Penelope.”

Penelope smiled. “Oh I’m sure you do, Mr Grafton. I’m sure you do…” She left the room as quickly as she could without raising suspicion, glancing at Parker as she did. That one look between them confirmed all that Parker wanted to know. He didn’t have his so-called ‘assets’ anymore.

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“Where the hell have you been, Kayo?!” The familiar voice practically screamed into her comms the second she came back online, as predicted. What she incorrectly guessed, however, was just who was doing the screaming. “Do you have any idea how worried we’ve all been? First Alan goes missing, and then you leave without telling anyone where you’re going?! You are in so much trouble when you get back.”

Kayo waited patiently for her brother to end his rant, and quickly cut in before he could say anything else. “Sorry Gordon, I had to maintain radio silence for this mission. This guy had already taken out our security. I just couldn’t risk him having some kind of backdoor and hearing all about it…”

Gordon, for perhaps the first time in his life, appeared to be speechless. “You mean…?”

“Yep.” Kayo confirmed. “I’ve got him, all thanks to Penelope. He’s asleep right now in the back seat of Shadow. Better get Virgil to set up an IV. Looks like those monsters didn’t give him any sort of nourishment.”

“I’m on it!” Gordon nodded on the hologram, and went to turn off the comm. Right before he did however, he said something that made her feel so much better. “I’m glad you did what you did. Both of you.” He grinned. “You guys are like his guardian angels.”

Kayo chuckled. “Thanks, Gordon. I’ll see you guys soon.”