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[homeofthelonelywriter]

Part 1

cw: birth, pain, implied smut

“I take it back. I take it all back, I-” You were interrupted by another contraction hitting you, your hand curling around Simon’s as you groaned in pain. The brute of a man looked helpless, standing beside the bed, holding your hand and wiping the sweat from your forehead. His eyes jumped from you to the doctor checking your progress. By that point, you had been in labor for sixteen hours, and you were starting to lose your strength.

Shortly after you had begged Simon for a baby, you found out that you were pregnant, overjoyed that for the next few months, you would not have to suffer through your monthly period. Of course, before you actually started to try, Simon and you talked and made sure that you were ready for a baby, but you still didn’t take all the pregnancy pains into account. The morning sickness, the swollen feet and ankles, the back pain once you started to grow. And of course the birth itself.

“And, you’re ready to start pushing.” The doctor smiled up at you, before instructing the nurses on what to do. Your eyes immediately jumped to Simon, panic filling you. “It’s okay, love. I’m here, I got you, okay?” You slowly nodded, tears dripping down your cheeks, as he kissed your forehead tenderly. And then you pushed.

It was agonizing, feeling yourself be split open, but the moment your baby’s cries reached your ears, relief flooded you and the pain was pushed from your mind. Simon started to laugh, as the small human was whisked away and cleaned up, his lips immediately finding your temple. “You did it. You did it, love.” You looked at him, smiling as you nodded.

“It’s a little girl.” Both of you glanced at the nurse, taking careful steps in your direction, while gently holding the little bundle, before placing the baby on your chest. “A girl.” The wonder in Simon’s voice, made you smile. “Our little girl.” He nodded, pressing a kiss to your forehead again, before looking at the small human, lying on your chest. She stared at you both in wonder and even though you knew that babies this fresh can’t really see, you couldn’t help but smile.

“Hi, baby.” You couldn’t help but chuckle, as Simon gently rested a hand against her back, dwarfing her even more. “She’s so tiny.” Before you could respond, the doctor perked up, catching your attention. “I’ll have to give you some stitches, won’t take long.” You nodded, relaxing back against the mattress, your eyes growing heavy.

“Rest, love. I got her.” You nodded tiredly, before sleep pulled you under.

“She is precious.” John’s voice was the first thing you heard when you woke up. “Guid thing th' wee yin git her maw's looks 'n' nae her dad's hackit visage.” A quiet off from Johnny, made you smile, as your eyes slowly opened. Simon, who was holding your daughter, was surrounded by his friends, Johny and Kyle cooing at her, while Johnny was holding his stomach.

“Hey, love.” Simon immediately noticed that you were awake and carefully passed the baby over to John, before rushing to your side. You smiled, still tired, but happy. “Hi.” He grinned from one ear to the other, gently stroking your cheek. “You hungry? I ordered your favorite.” You nodded, excitement filling you at the prospect of food.

A few months later

A groan escaped your lips as you glared at the bloody patch in your panties. You had hoped that it would take longer for your period to return, but it’s back, and you hated it. After changing underwear and putting in a pad, you left the bathroom in search of Simon. It was easy enough to find him as he was sitting on your couch in the living room, your daughter in his arms.

“Johnny is coming over to take her for the day.” Simon looked at you confused, concern filling him when he noticed your pissed expression. “Did I do something wrong?” He got to his feet and gently put your daughter down in her bassinet before he turned back to you. But you just shook your head. “My period is back.” Si looked confused before it began to dawn on him. “Another baby?” You nodded, grabbing the front of his shirt, before dragging him to your shared bedroom. Johnny had a key after all.

A/N: Here you go! Hope you liked it!

@almosttoopizza @callsign-red

[bestbahavior]

I sure do hope this doesn't happen over and over to places used to pool up the worst from society and motivate them to harm others about it. It's almost like, 4chan doesn't offer the world much aside from racist posts and leaks that aren't real.

Still standing

On the afternoon of April 14th, a hacker using a UK IP address exploited an out-of-date software package on one of 4chan's servers, via a bogus PDF upload. With this entry point, they were eventually able to gain access to one of 4chan's servers, including database access and access to our own administrative dashboard. The hacker spent several hours exfiltrating database tables and much of 4chan's source code. When they had finished downloading what they wanted, they began to vandalize 4chan at which point moderators became aware and 4chan's servers were halted, preventing further access.

Over the following days, 4chan's development team surveyed the damage, which to be frank, was catastrophic. While not all of our servers were breached, the most important one was, and it was due to simply not updating old operating systems and code in a timely fashion. Ultimately this problem was caused by having insufficient skilled man-hours available to update our code and infrastructure, and being starved of money for years by advertisers, payment providers, and service providers who had succumbed to external pressure campaigns.

We had begun a process of speccing new servers in late 2023. As many have suspected, until that time 4chan had been running on a set of servers purchased second-hand by moot a few weeks before his final Q&A, as prior to then we simply were not in a financial position to consider such a large purchase. Advertisers and payment providers willing to work with 4chan are rare, and are quickly pressured by activists into cancelling their services. Putting together the money for new equipment took nearly a decade.

In April of 2024 we had agreed on specs and began looking for possible suppliers. Money is always tight for us, and few companies were willing to sell us servers, so actually buying the hardware wasn’t a trivial problem. We managed to finalize a purchase in June, and had the new servers racked and online in July. Over the next few months we slowly moved functionality onto the new servers, but we had still been relying on the old servers for key functions. Everything about this process took much longer than intended, which is a recurring theme in this debacle. The free time that 4chan's development team had available to dedicate to 4chan was insufficient to update our software and infrastructure fast enough, and our luck ran out.

However, we have not been idle during our nearly two weeks of downtime. The server that was breached has been replaced, with the operating system and code updated to the latest versions. PDF uploads have been temporarily disabled on those boards that supported them, but they will be back in the near future. One slow but much beloved board, /f/ - Flash, will not be returning however, as there is no realistic way to prevent similar exploits using .swf files. We are bringing on additional volunteer developers to help keep up with the workload, and our team of volunteer janitors & moderators remains united despite the grievous violations some have suffered to their personal privacy.

4chan is back. No other website can replace it, or this community. No matter how hard it is, we are not giving up.

[presidentbungus]

“I think you should kill Scout,” comes hissing, turning whispers by his armchair, as soon as he plunks down, settling in and flipping through his book to find the page he left off on.

Tavish ignores the voice, but it continues, that little nudge on the weakest part of the barrier around his mind. “Jus’ slide my blade through all that mushy stuff between his ribs, wouldn’t that be nice? Hear him gurgle, watch my tip come out shining red on the other side—“

“Eyelander,” Tavish firmly announces, defiantly licking his finger to turn a page because he’s sure Eyelander can damn well see it even though she’s five feet away on the floor. “Can a man nae sit down five bloody seconds before ye have to go start with this shite?”

There’s the ghostly equivalent of a heaving sigh, that Tavish almost feels across the back of his neck. “You haven’t taken me out in so long, Tavvy.” Two coughs, and a pathetic, rasping gasp, and Tavish starts wondering where he could find a big hammer and, just theoretically, really go to town on a, in this hypothetical, long thin piece of metal that thinks it’s a lot funnier than it is. “I’m practically dying. I dunno how much longer I can go on like this.”

“I was cuttin’ heads with ye four hours ago, you dull, butterknife, ugly, hackit, numpty fuckin’ butterknife.”

“You said butterknife twice.”

Tavish harrumphs, and says no more.

“Please, Tavvy. It would be so fun. Don’t you love mindless bloodshed? It used to be your favorite. Just think how fun it’d be. Doesn’t even have to be Scout, you know. What about Engie? He keeps pissing you off. You know between you and me I saw Sniper using your toothbrush since he couldn’t find his and if you had to ask my opinion—“

“I’m nae gonna stab somebody—what if I gave you a burrito, would that shut ye big barmy mouth?”

“… I can compromise.”

Tavish breathes a sigh of relief—that leftover half a burrito in the kitchen fridge has been sounding pretty good for a while now, and he supposes this is two birds with one stone. “Why don’t ye just ask for the burrito? It’s gotta be easier.”

“Killing’s just a little tiny bit tastier. I’ve got a good head for business, I know what I’m doing.”

Tavish puts down his book—he already knew that was a lost endeavor before he started, to be honest, and he quickly leans over and wraps his fingers around the hilt—and he feels something snap in his head as something other than him pushes through that barrier around his mind, forcing its way into his limbs, filling his veins like antifreeze, and all of a sudden he’s standing up as somebody else starts working his muscles and tendons.

A deep breath and he fights his way back into control, movements becoming impulses as all of a sudden he’s thinking for two.

Never gets old, comes a voice that’s now in his head, snickers cascading down his spine. Don’t suppose I can convince you to slam your foot in the door a few times?

“You’re already pushing yer luck—"

And all of a sudden his leg kicks to the side, hard, and the front of his foot hits the corner of a dresser and he yelps as a bolt of pain fires up his legs and his head’s filled with whoops and hollers. WOAH MAMA! That was a good one!

Tavish hisses: “You’re goin’ fucking back."

Sorry I’m sorry look I’m being so good now. And just like that, the other presence moves to the back of his head, receding from his limbs.

“That’s what I thought.”

[sodor-spirit]

I got a question, is Duncan and James friends in your AU?

Duncan: “James?! Hah! He’s a hackit walloper!!”

I think these two are more heated rivals than friends. Despite being the same spirit type, they don’t exactly have a good opinion of each other. James thinks Duncan is foul mouthed and uncivilised. As for Duncan well… look up. 👆

[emotionally-tipsy-demoman]

the hat is mandatory I'm afraid

Jeebus at's horrifyin

The boots mandatory too? Make me look like a fookin' hackit, that

Th' gloveess too

Could rock th hat tho, promise ye

[queersrus]

hello! i’m looking 4 masc names that start with h or j! also maybe more of a punk/edgy vibe? i don’t mind noun names, but i’d prefer non noun names! length doesn’t matter to me! tysm!

heath, hayes/haize/haze, halle, hale/hail/hayle, holt, hero/hiro, hart, hedley/hedlee, hadly/hadley/hadlee, harm, howl, hyder, hyde, hunt, hobie, hacket/hackett/hackit/hackitt

jasper, jesper, jae/jay/jaye, jace/jayce, jaycee/jayci/jaycey/jacey/JC, jaxon/jackson/jaxson/jaxxon, jet/jett, joel, jax/jaxx, journey, jaxton, jegger/jeggar, jagger/jaggar, jaeger/jaegar, judas, jackey/jacky/jackie, jadi/jadie/jadey/jady/JD, Jayve, Jayvee/Jayvie/Javey/JV, Jaime/Jamie/Jaimie

[aquadestinyswriting]

Heads Up 7 Up

I was tagged for this by the lovely @sam-glade. I finally have something to put down for this.

Tagging: @druidx, @asher-orion-writes, @warriorbookworm, @mariahwritesstuff, @ashirisu, @thesorcerersapprentice, @blind-the-winds

Placing the writing under a cut because of language, quite frankly. You really do have to admire real life Scottish people for the creativity of their sweary insults. It makes for fantastic inspiration

The middle aged dwarf stood, quickly checked that the two of them were alone, then stepped neatly through the bars, his body squelching and sizzling where the bars passed through it. He leaned into Meredith’s face with a satisfied sneer,

“Ye’re finished hen, and ye’ve only yourself to blame.” he said quietly. Meredith glared up at the steely, grey-blue eyes, a flame of indignation burning in her chest,

“Ye might have won this battle ye hackit, bawbag-eyed, scabby wankstain, but ye’ll get what’s coming sooner or later.” she growled. Grimbeard shook his head with a derisory snort,

“You can insult me all ye want, hen, it’s not going to change the fact that ye’re gonna hang in a couple of weeks. I suggest ye take the time you have left to think about how ye’re going to say your goodbyes to your family, yer betrothed included.”

[figtrad]

Tarek El Mausa on Christina Hack boyfriend, marrying again

Mausoleum May see another marriage probably in the ex -wife Christina hackIts future. After the hack, 41, recently said on a radio show that he could The picture is getting married itself Once again, El Mausa (43) shared his thoughts. “At least (one more time), '' El Moussa jokes With an exclusive interview with Our weekly Wednesday, April 2, to promote the new season of HGTV Flipping 101. Hack…

[gamistuff]

Tarek El Mausa on Christina Hack boyfriend, marrying again

Mausoleum May see another marriage probably in the ex -wife Christina hackIts future. After the hack, 41, recently said on a radio show that he could The picture is getting married itself Once again, El Mausa (43) shared his thoughts. “At least (one more time), '' El Moussa jokes With an exclusive interview with Our weekly Wednesday, April 2, to promote the new season of HGTV Flipping 101. Hack…

[salem-the-puppet]

Decided to count how many different religions I was readed into by estay witches and a Tumblr one! I forgot their user :(

Btw I am at school sooo I didn't spell any of these right on accident plz help

Greak and Norse is common

3 Greek Gods:

2 goddess and one god

2 Norse gods:

One goddess and one god

Names:

Hermus

Freya

Frogi (I can't still spell his name)

Hackit

Aphrodite

The most common theme with these beings:

Most of them are some how very motherly?!

Like each reading I had with any of these (expect one)

Had something about me being nutar

Like I swear

Umm two of these goddess involved either witchcraft or war

This is fun

A lot of fun

[robturingblog]

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[isaaclewis]

Quote: The Hacker's Manifesto

A comment on Hacker News led me to 0xf.at, from there to hackthissite.org, and eventually to the challenges at overthewire.org. All three sites give you some kind of system (usually a website, in the case of the first two, or a Linux machine, in the case of the third) and challenge you to break in. A lot of fun and a good way to learn things like Linux, web security, forensics, and so on.

(The web challenges posed no obstacles -- mostly trying to figure out some '90s era Javascript or running SQL injection on a PHP script. Some of OTW's challenges, on the other hand, involved things like using gdb to identify the system calls in a compiled C program and finding the memory locations that contained the relevant password string.

[if the above is gobbledygook to you, clicking through to one of the first two sites above and trying to tackle one of the beginner challenges might be a good way to learn the basics of the incomprehensible machines that surround us. This should help you get started and Google can help if you get stuck.])

All in all, a good way to learn new things -- the original commenter said that he found "hackits" to be the most effective way to keep a class of rowdy teenagers focused on learning the fundamentals of CS and programming.

Anyway... while playing with the above I found myself reading some of the back issues of Phrack magazine, including the classic Hacker's Manifesto from 1986 (!) (context). Text below:

= = =

Another one got caught today, it's all over the papers.  "Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal," "Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering"…

        Damn kids.  They're all alike.

        But did you, in your three-piece psychology and 1950's technobrain, ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker?  Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?

        I am a hacker, enter my world…

        Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me…

        Damn underachievers.  They're all alike.

        I'm in junior high or high school.  I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction.  I understand it.  "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work.  I did it in my head…"

        Damn kid.  Probably copied it.  They're all alike.

        I made a discovery today.  I found a computer.  Wait a second, this is cool.  It does what I want it to.  If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up.  Not because it doesn't like me…

                Or feels threatened by me…

                Or thinks I'm a smart ass…

                Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here…

        Damn kid.  All he does is play games.  They're all alike.

        And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found.

        "This is it... this is where I belong…"

        I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again... I know you all…

        Damn kid.  Tying up the phone line again.  They're all alike...

        You bet your ass we're all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless.  We've been dominated by sadists, or ignored by the apathetic.  The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.

        This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud.  We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals.  We explore... and you call us criminals.  We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals.  We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals.

You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.

        Yes, I am a criminal.  My crime is that of curiosity.  My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like.

My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.

        I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto.  You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike.

                               +++The Mentor+++

= = =

Curious, no? I think a friend and I read this in a .txt file when we were both about 13 (I was almost never allowed to use the internet at home ... he was already all over torrents and such things in the early '00s, and I used to hang out at his house where we could play with the computer unsupervised. Oh yep, I've just remembered, he was the person in our school who discovered The Anarchist Cookbook as well.)

Looking back on this: I can still relate to the mentality and to the overall vibe of the above, though not necessarily with the political ideas. I don't think the political ideas are fundamental, though. I think the essence of the mindset (and vibe) is this:

I made a discovery today.  I found a computer.  Wait a second, this is cool.  It does what I want it to.  If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up.  Not because it doesn't like me…                 Or feels threatened by me…                 Or thinks I'm a smart ass…                 Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here…

Which suggests that the political beliefs and ideology are simply expressions of frustrated active minds trying to navigate the (largely) conformist, bureaucratic system they grew up in. Wanting to deal directly with physical reality, versus being forced to deal with an artificial structure created by the whims of others.

Speculation: there are some sociological, anthropological and cultural-historical* questions regarding the connections between the hacker culture of the '70s, '80s and early '90s, the early web culture of the late '90s and early '00s (typified by things like Napster, Mozilla, culture jamming and the like), and the culture of the second startup boom, beginning in the late '00s and continuing (in some form) until now.

*(Really {cultural,intellectual,ideological}-historical.)

In the case of the latter, I believe there was a fundamental cultural clash between entities like YCombinator, which (originally!) had fairly deep roots in the rebellious, piratical, outsider culture of the early internet -- and the more careerist, establishment, insider culture of the types of people who began to dominate the world of technology from the early '10s.

The latter group brought capital, connections, and masterful perception-management abilities. By the mid '10s, with their overall ascendancy achieved likely sometime between 2014 and 2016, they appeared to have suppressed and/or sidelined the rebellious types and their fundamentally unregulated* culture. *(See here: http://phrack.org/issues/69/16.html -- "Unregulated knowledge is pornography". That was the slogan of wargames.unix.se, an early hacking wargames community, and could be the slogan of various emerging groups I see in the world today.)

Or perhaps not. Maybe it was simply structural and economic issues that led to the cultural shifts in the startup world during the last decade.

(By economic issues I don't primarily mean things like the debate over wealth inequality, or government monetary policy -- though those things had a huge influence -- but more the prevalence of different funding models and corporate forms, and their effect on the agents who operate within those structures. The tension between bootstrapping and VC-funding is just the tip of the iceberg. Control of capital seems to lead to control of culture, and vice versa. There's a very deep -- and quite terrifying -- question to be investigated regarding which of the two had the most influence, but that is best left for another time. Still: whoever controls the capital controls the technology. Whoever controls the technology controls the world. The stakes are high!) At any rate, the world of technology appears to be a witnessing a nascent movement -- small, but growing -- back towards a more rebellious, free-spirited, system-breaking culture. This will be interesting to watch.

[worstloki]

#good post #real post #though theres also something a wee bit terrifying about losing half your eyesight in the middle off a pricking fight #it takes a few seconds to regain your focus even when you just close your eyes normally. imagine that but with the added excruciating pain #not to mention the panic and the fact that the hackit fuck is still going at it swinging at you #bro literally had zero time to adapt to an entire disability #I'd be getting the boak too #ya see hela turning into the grinning skeleton gif in real time. i know she'd pull the dirtiest moves that aren't really worth the effort #they're just feel so fucking unfair in the moment that she does it anyhow (very correct takes by @xmischiefmaker)

as if Hela wouldn't go for Thor's blind spot after cutting out an eye

[pc-eight-four]

First Day Reflection:

We brought donuts. I will always bring donuts to linecon from now on. People love donuts...some are wary some are reluctant but even those who resist, you can see them eating with their eyes. Very satisfying.

One gentleman who took a donut flipped back around and gave me a GPIO extender thinga-ma-bob in exchange. So very nice. Others offered stickers (don't mind if I do!), and some gave smiles underneath masks.

The folks around us were pleasant and small talk found it's way as we sat, stretched, stood or hurried around mumbling something about "anybody see a radio shack grumblemumbledeedlesoo".

Once badges were acquired, I was excited to see a badge with music since I'm on the newbie side of hardware hacks. It was fun to listen to people debating the meaning of marks on the badge, the meaning of the notes and adding my own suggestions to the discussion.

I also found that there are people who won't hesitate to turn their nose up at something that is beneath them. In the cocktail world it's the craft bartender ('mixologist') who laughs at the pleeb ordering a vodka soda or a pbr 'in a place like this'. In the DefCon line it was 'Ew Android? Seriously yuk, I can't even! We can't be friends.' I laughed to myself reflecting that it goes to show that the hacking community is just that, a community of humans just like any other-no better no worse.

I'm glad the lines are done for now. I'm looking forward to the workshop I managed to land a ticket to on Saturday and exploring villages and talks tomorrow.

All and all a good, if short, first day at DefCon30.