#ssh update

[katthekit]

0 days without shovelware we win

I could literally play this for hours

[reineydraws]

i couldn't draw a bday thing for this goober last week so instead i'll just reblog this and say happy belated birthday to my fave hashira 🎂🔥🎉

this is one of the first jokes i thought of for this series lol i'm happy we got here 😂

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[maxiscoolandblogs]

Hey everyone!

So I’ve been thinking about this for a bit and I’ve decided to turn my tumblr account into a blog for a project I’m working on that I’ve named project SSH (⭐️ star emoji for good measure)

Basically the premise of my project is that it’s a voice acted tv show that I want to make at least a few episodes for in my lifetime because this project is MY BABY

So starting very soon, my blog will become completely centered around this project and there will be lots of lore and character introductions!

Feel free to ask me anything about this change as it is huge for this blog! :3

[unintentionalseductress]

hoi sorry first time anon, I'll use 🌸 I didn't see it used.

uhh “Sleep is overrated. I have better ideas.” with sylus? for thirsty weekend? please and thank you!

I've updated the anon list. Sylus is very popular this weekend.

“Sleep is overrated. I have better ideas.”

t/w: slight somnophilia and dubcon --------

Adjusting to Sylus's lifestyle hadn't been easy. The leader of Onychinus had an irregular schedule and most nights you didn't see him until past 2 AM.

To your surprise, he managed to finish his meetings early today, and found himself in your shared bed just before midnight, his large body cradling yours as you settle comfortably against him, feeling sleep fill your veins like a drug.

"Not waiting up for me anymore?" Sylus asks as he nuzzles your hair, his hand stroking your hip and cuddling closer. "Where's the magic gone?"

"Sleepy," you mumble, his presence lulling into a pleasant slumber.

“Sleep is overrated. I have better ideas.” Sylus gently rolls you over so that you're facing him and kisses your temple. It does little to rouse you but he's undeterred.

His movements are coordinated and fluid as he coaxes your silky nightgown off your frame, eyes glittering as your soft flesh comes into his view. When you don't resist him, he nibbles the tender skin, leaving hickeys on your neck as he kisses and licks his way down, finally making his way between your legs.

You groan sleepily as his tongue invades your folds, giving soft wet licks to your clit which throbs in need. "Ssh sweetie. Allow me."

He repositions you with care and continues to lap at your engorged bud, sending soft waves of pleasure floating through your body. You whine softly as he licks, the pace quiet and unhurried.

His long fingers probe your entrance, and in between the calmness of sleep and the growing spiral of need you clench lazily around him, drawing a low growl of approval from him. His fingers curl up as his lips and tongue continue their lazy ministrations.

Your sleepy breath catches in your throat, feeling pleasure push through your body with every delicious lick and touch until finally, he pushes you patiently over the edge sending sweet tickles of gratification flooding through your system.

He wipes his chin clean from your fluids, eyes narrowing as he sees you relaxing on the bed and decides he can be content now, dragging himself up to your face, slowly sheathing his length in your warm folds, cockwarming himself as he settles down for the night.

[demonslayedher]

Caught a late show for Kimetsu Theater for the first half of Hashira Training. Not very helpful showtimes this week, and other weekend shows sold out before I had a chance to snag a seat. Well, I'm always happy to see other people are excited, so I'll tolerate getting home late from a farther cinema.

Although Toho Cinema has their own usual clip that runs before the feature to remind audiences of movie-going etiquette, a new KnY version aired as of this week with the Uzui family going out to watch Infinity Fortress. THEY HAVE LIKELY NEVER SET FOOT IN A CINEMA AND THEY ARE SO BAD AT THIS AND IT IS ADORABLE. They are all ready to be here and a good time and Hinatsuru is reading a book of rules, "Wait wait, it's against the rules to kick the seats! Ssh! It seems you can't talk! Wait, stop! It says you can't bring in food from outside!" (You can if you're ninja, Hinatsuru-san.) But what gets me about this very short and energetic clip is how it started with Tengen all excited to see what the inside of the Fortress looks like and at the very end commenting, "I wanted to fight too."

So anyway.

As for the audience there in real life watching episodes we have probably all seen before (though it is possible these showings have sold out faster because people who didn't bother watching last year are catching up now due to hype), Japanese audiences, at least compared to American audiences, tend to be very quiet and stifle their reactions. It is usually near silent.

But that makes the reactions they couldn't silence all the sweeter.

Like, on Mugen Ressha, you always get people sniffling at the end, very often, people trying to contain their giggles when Rengoku and Tanjiro talk on the train. In Kimetsu Theater, the most reaction I've noticed so far was in response to Tengen facing that he may have the least flamboyant final words ever as pebbles hit him in the face. But there are usually people quietly brimming with smiles or barely containing their excitement for their favorite characters.

Tonight there were a lot of gleeful reactions that slipped through, like at Mitsuri's recollection of getting the mark, and Muichiro's unabashed favoritism for Tanjiro. But by far, the Giyuu and Tanjiro interactions drew the most stifled giggles--and once Tanjiro bugged Giyuu in the bath, those giggles broke free, more and more.

Something that I find myself saying a lot when I give people general updates on how I'm doing is that, yes, I'm still highly enjoying Kimetsu no Yaiba. Some of that may be sunk cost and some of it may be that I've made up my mind to stay hyped for at least as long as it takes Ufotable to finish the anime adaptation. But aside from unabashed love for the actual story and characters and what a clear labor of love it is, I love the hype and seeing how other people enjoy it too. "It's really different," I tell them, "being into something so mainstream. I've never gotten to do this with all my other obsessions. Being into something mainstream is great."

And like, yeah. It is not the same level of hype it was when Mugen Ressha came out. I don't expect Mugenjo to break those records. A lot of people have moved on. But for a lot of us still here, we've shared the sentiment, "I'm so surprised I'm still here. I'm surprised I'm here so deep."

But man, we sure do love it here.

[zoeythebee]

Her ass is NOT installing an update

wait did i ever post this piece here? i have a feeling some of my followers may enjoy this.

fun fact: i drew this only a month or so before reading through Spare Parts. call it destiny i suppose

[kenzdolls]

KUROSE ANAN RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS . .

⌗ pairing: kurose anan x gn! pro-hero! reader

⌗ tags: thirteen x reader, kurose anan x gn! reader, mha x reader, bnha x reader

⌗ side note: uhmmm new theme..yay.. (ᵕ—ᴗ—) I’ll definitely be updating my other old posts to match my theme. cause frankly? tired of my blue. ALSO SRY FOR HIATUS I WAS ON MENTAL HEALTH BREAK :C

FIRST TIME MEETING:

▹ it's at a hero gala, something thirteen dreads. she's more comfortable in the USJ, heck even UA, surrounded by aspiring heroes and simulating disasters. galas are just… awkward and full of small talk she's not good at.

▹ she's probably hiding near a refreshment table, trying to subtly move away from a conversation about the latest hero fashion trends when you bump into her.

▹ you, being the awesome and observant hero you are, notices her clear discomfort and swoops in with a genuinely funny/interesting comment about the terrible canapés.

▹ she's immediately drawn to your genuineness and how you don't seem to care about the superficiality of the event.

▹ 100% awkwardly introducing herself, but she’s relieved when you already seem to respect her, not for her fame, but for her dedication to rescue work and her students.

▹ she almost spills her drink when you laugh at one of her bad jokes, but she finds herself laughing as well. it’s the most comfortable she’s felt at a party in years!

HER FALLING IN LOVE:

▹ thirteen gets flustered easily around you...LIKE LITERALLY forgetting-to-breathe-properly flustered.

▹ she finds any excuse to work alongside you on any missions and any patrols. this is totally professional... totally!

▹ when you're fighting villains side-by-side, she's extra protective, subtly using black hole to redirect dangers away from you.

▹ she constantly analyzes your fighting style, not in a critical way, but in an appreciative, "wow, they're incredible!" kind of way. it makes her a better hero, too, seeing your strengths and weaknesses.

▹ has spends hours after missions replaying your interactions in her head, analyzing every word and gesture.

▹ has a secret pinterest board dedicated to "date ideas" and "gifts for awesome people," but she never quite gets the courage to actually use them.

▹ she will absolutely gush about you to her students, especially the rescue course students. they definitely tease her about it.

▹ she WILL panic when you’re injured, and I mean—she is a pro– she is cool and collected and assessing the situation with a level head, right? nope! you’re hurt! and she’s on it in a quick second! she’s acting like you’re dying even if it’s just a small scratch.

▹ gets incredibly jealous of anyone who seems to be flirting with you, even if it's just harmless banter. she'll never admit it, though.

▹ secretly loves it when you ask for her opinion on things, it makes her feel valued and respected by the person who holds her heart dear!

HER AS A S/O:

▹ dates are low-key and comfortable. think quiet cafes, stargazing, or visiting museums. she's not into anything flashy or extravagant. SO DON’T EVER BRING HER PLACES FLASHY OR SHE WILL PANIC INTERNALLY.

▹ she occasionally gets embarrassed about her suit/helmet during dates but you always reassure her that she's perfect just the way she is.

▹ she loves holding your hand, she would definitely be finding comfort in your touch.

▹ date nights usually end with her telling you absolutely everything about space, but the stars are very pretty so you don't mind!

▹ she will always make sure you have the best view during a meteor shower and explain any constellations you don't know about. she’s a nerd so ssh.

▹ tbh, I feel like she makes you a personalized gadgets that is compatible with both of your quirks for your first valentines day with each other.

▹ she loves to talk about her students with you and beams with pride when she tells you about their accomplishments.

▹ movie nights are a MUST on the couch, cuddled up and watching old sci-fi films, they are her favorite! she'll often fall asleep in your arms.

▹ she “dislikes” pda but will always make an exception for you. a quick kiss on the cheek or a gentle hug is her way of showing affection in public.

▹ she's incredibly loyal and supportive, always there to lend an ear or offer advice when you're struggling.

▹ I feel Ike thirteen is absolutely an extremely thoughtful partner. she’ll remember the small things you say and surprises you with little gifts that show she cares.

▹ she is bad at receiving compliments but loves giving them. she will always tell you how amazing you are, both as a hero and as a person.

▹ when it comes to serious conversations, she is surprisingly straightforward and honest. she values open communication and trust above all else.

▹ she’ll never forget your birthday, and will always have a gift waiting for you. it’ll be something you need, not necessarily something superficial.

⌗ taglist: [open]

⌗ mutuals: @haikyuubby @va-3 @tulippanes @luvseraphh @gh0st-g1rll

© property of kenzdolls 2025 — do not copy, steal, or plagiarize my work onto other media platforms.

[sentientcitysurvival]

Basic Linux Security (Updated 2025)

Install Unattended Upgrades and enable the "unattended-upgrades" service.

Install ClamAV and enable "clamav-freshclam" service.

Install and run Lynis to audit your OS.

Use the "last -20" command to see the last 20 users that have been on the system.

Install UFW and enable the service.

Check your repo sources (eg; /etc/apt/).

Check the /etc/passwd and /etc/shadow lists for any unusual accounts.

User the finger command to check on activity summaries.

Check /var/logs for unusual activity.

Use "ps -aux | grep TERM" or "ps -ef | grep TERM" to check for suspicious ongoing processes.

Check for failed sudo attempts with "grep "NOT in sudoers" /var/log/auth.log.

Check journalctl for system messages.

Check to make sure rsyslog is running with "sudo systemctl status rsyslog" (or "sudo service rsyslog status") and if it's not enable with "sudo systemctl enable rsyslog".

Perform an nmap scan on your machine/network.

Use netstat to check for unusual network activity.

Use various security apps to test you machine and network.

Change your config files for various services (ssh, apache2, etc) to non-standard configurations.

Disabled guest accounts.

Double up on ssh security by requiring both keys and passwords.

Check your package manager for any install suspicious apps (keyloggers, cleaners, etc).

Use Rootkit Scanners (chkrootkit, rkhunter).

Double SSH Security (Key + Password).

Disabled Guest Accounts.

Enabled Software Limiters (Fail2Ban, AppArmor).

Verify System Integrity via fsck.

Utilize ngrep/other networking apps to monitor traffic.

Utilize common honeypot software (endlessh).

Create new system-launch subroutines via crontab or shell scripts.

Ensure System Backups are Enabled (rsnapshot).

Check for suspicious kernel modules with "lsmod"

[agentianlegend]

Fire with Fire Ch. 13: FAHM

A DP x MCU Spider-Man Crossover

AO3 | FFn

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"Well," Betty began, "I guess I'd better get used to wild stories if I'm going to have a future in journalism."

"You wanna become a reporter?" Danny asked.

Betty held up her phone and notepad. "What, you thought I just did this stuff for extra credits?"

"I dunno…maybe?"

She shook her head dismissively. "People are so interesting, Danny. What they show the world, what the world sees on accident, what's really going on inside their heads… It's such a complicated, tangled web that I just can't help but pluck at." The blonde turned her head to look straight into her date's eyes. "Like you."

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Peter took a sip of his drink while Danny prepared portions for himself and Betty. He noticed when Danny stilled slightly at the site of a bucket of ice next to the neighboring drink options. "So how much longer are you gonna pretend you're not gonna be a superhero?" Peter prodded.

"Ssh!" Danny angrily hushed, checking for anyone nearby. "It's never gonna happen."

"C'mon Danny, you've got a gift." Peter shifted to a more playful smile. "Plus, I bet you'd beat Phantom in the hometown hero popularity vote pretty easily."

Danny glared.

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Flames ballooned over the boy. The force of their rapid expansion blew out the surrounding windows next to where the laser had entered, further metastasizing the fire. A chandelier swung wildly in the air displacement until it snapped free of its mount and crashed to the floor. Now the entire ballroom had been engulfed once more, the lovingly crafted goods reduced to indiscriminate fuel as dislodged ceiling tiles rained down around them.

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Well, y'all, we're finally back in business! It's been a heck of a year, but I am so stoked to publish chapter 13 of this fic. It was never officially on hiatus; I've just been Going Through ItTM nonstop for months. A HUGE shoutout to my fandom friends who helped make this possible through editorial and/or moral support, including @ghostiemouse, @weshney, @the-outcast-ed, @summerssixecho, @arken-99, @tytach, and more. I love and appreciate you all ❤️❤️❤️

Enjoy the fic! I can't wait to hear what you all think!

(Heads up @platoniclace the update's finally out!)

[nixcraft]

Hrmmm, secure your OpenSSH Linux or #Unix server, you must, young Padawan. Three simple steps to follow, there are:

00) Password Authentication, a weakness it is. SSH Keys, use you must

01) Root Login, a vulnerability it presents. Restrict it, you shall

02) OpenSSH, updated it must be kept

Remember, young Padawan, security a journey is, not a destination. Vigilant, you must remain.

See Top 20 OpenSSH Server Best Security Practices for more info.

[andtheliver]

Saving You (Part 2)

Author's note/fic update: I added Nebulae's POV to Part 1 so you should read that before continuing with this

Summary: Even in Nebulae's unconscious state Minthara could tell she was in pain and in that moment she made a new Oath: she would never let her feel that pain again

TW: torture, blood, uuuhhhhh Orin the Red should be a warning in itself, intimacy but no s*x

When Nebulae started to wake the first thing she was aware of was a burning sensation. She tried to pinpoint where she was feeling the pain but it felt like it was all over. She tried to open her eyes, they felt as heavy as lead. She tried to sit up but found she could barely even lift her head. She took in her surroundings through blurry eyes. She could make out stone walls and red light. She could also smell the metallic stench of old blood. Something about the smell was familiar but before she could fully collect her thoughts a face appeared above hers.

"Hello, little flesh thing," came the low sing-songy voice of Orin the Red.

Nebulae's eyes shot open and she tried to sit up, to reach for a weapon. To headbutt her. To do something. But all she felt was numb. Numb and that damn burning sensation.

"Wha-" she choked.

"Ssh ssh ssh," Orin mock comforted her, while straddling her hips. "Don't fret. I can tell you about all the wonderfully horrible things I have planned for you."

She picked up a blade and turned Nebulae's face to watch as she dipped the blade into a jar of clear liquid. "A little birdie told me some truly fascinating things about you Infernal types. For example..." She ran the blade down across Nebulae's collarbone, leaving a stinging sensation that transformed into an intense burning.

Nebulae cried out in shock and pain.

Orin let out a maniacal laugh as she dipped the blade again, giving the water a slightly red tint. "You all seem to have some reaction to Holy Water!" She exclaimed gleefully.

She ran the blade down Nebulae's shoulder, slicing into her upper arm. Nebulae tried to pull away, yelling,

"What do you want from me? Let me go!" But found all she could do was flinch as Orin brought the blade close to her face.

"What else should I do? Should I poke out the little devil's eye? Disect it piece by piece while it writhes in exquisite agony?"

She pulled away suddenly. "No. No, I should wait until more of you are here to witness such a sacrifice to Bhaal."

She stroked Nebulae's face without breaking the skin and Nebulae winced as the Holy Water simmered and burned.

"Let me hear your cries, little devil. Your voice sings with such sweet agony."

She continued to torture the Druid for an immeasureable amount of time. Bragging about how she would become The Slayer and rule Baldur's Gate as Bhaal's Chosen. Nebulae fought to stay awake; to get as much information out of Orin as she could while she was lucid. But as the time dragged on she became so delirious with the loss of blood and holy water seeping into her veins that the corners of her vision began to darken. Eventually, she succumbed to the blackness.

Minthara tore apart Candulhallow's, looking for a clue, and entrance, anything that would lead them to their missing leader. Eventually they found the secret button that revealed the entrance to a tunnel.

They followed the tunnel until they were ambushed by Bhaal worshippers, which they swiftly eradicated with Minthara still leading the charge.

Before they knew it they were in a very large chamber; clearly a temple of Bhaal and Orin's hideaway.

The party briefly discussed a sneak attack but Minthara insisted there wasn't time and marched inside to be greeted by Orin the Red herself.

Despite the anger and adrenaline pumping through her veins, Minthara felt a bit of panic rising in her chest; this was the first time she'd seen Orin since...since....She shook away the memories, the trauma and looked beyond, to the alter behind Orin.

There, laying on the alter as still as a corpse, was Nebulae.

The panic Minthara had felt was replaced with white hot rage, for even in Nebulae's unconscious state Minthara could tell she was in pain and in that moment she made a new Oath: she would never let her feel that pain again.

Without further hesitation Minthara lifted her war hammer, swinging upward and striking the changeling in the chin to send her flying over the alter.

It was silent for a moment before Orin let out a blood curdling shriek and climbed back over the alter; her body transforming with bone breaking movements as she grew in size.

"All hail the Slayer!" Cried many of her followers, preparing to attack and Minthara and the party readied their weapons.

The fight seemed to last for hours. Everytime it looked like the party had the upper hand the Slayer was given strength seemingly by Bhaal himself. Minthara fought her way to the alter, keeping Nebulae safe as more of Orins followers fell. When the final follower fell and the group had the Slayer cornered, Minthara turned to Nebulae, grasping her shoulder and shaking her.

"Nebulae, we've come for you," she glanced behind her for a moment then looked back at the unconscious woman. "If you can hear me, your party needs your help."

As if she were waiting for those words, Nebulae sat up, shooting a powerful bolt of lighting over Minthara's head. It hit the ceiling, sending a chunk of stone crashing down onto the Slayers head and while it didn't kill her, it stunned her enough for Gale to strike her with multiple blasts in a row. The group watched as the Slayer collapsed, morphing back into the form of Orin before she finally dissolved away.

When Minthara turned back to Nebulae, she was slumped over the edge of the alter, having used up the last of her strength. Minthara quickly knelt, cupping Nebulae's face in her hands as she checked for a pulse.

"She's alive," she called to the group that had made their way down the stairs. Jaheira was quick to help lie her back on the alter and assessed her body for wounds.

"She's lost a lot of blood," she observed while pulling out bandages and potions to stop the bleeding. As she worked Minthara gently tried to wake the young woman up.

"Perhaps we should wait to wake her," Gale suggested. "We don't know what state she will be in when she awakes."

"I can handle her," Minthara insisted, trying to veil her panic.

"The wizard is right," Jaheira said, wrapping the last of the worst of her wounds. "We don't know what state her mind will be in, and it will just be harder to transport her. Unless you're willing to knock her out again."

Minthara let out a frustrated sigh, but relented. "I will carry her."

Her insistence was a bit surprsing but her tone left no room for argument. After picking up Orins abandoned blade and Netherstone, the party left the temple behind for good.

~

The journey back to camp was quiet. Everyone was exhausted and the thought of one of their own nearly being killed weighed heavily on them. One member in particular was especially distressed. Minthara carried Nebulae all the way to camp. And when the group decided it would be safer to move on she carried her all the way to the Elf Song. Thankfully the owner didn't ask questions, though the same couldn't be said for an employee.

Lakrissa, a tiefling that the party had helped before made a beeline for the group and when she saw the state Nebulae was in the brought them upstairs, making sure they were given a large and private room.

She hovered for a bit, clearly worried about her hero and friend until Minthara gave a look that sent her over to instead socialize with Karlach.

Minthara insisted on having Nebulae rest in her bed, never once leaving her side even as people went downstairs for a hot meal.

"She's just resting," Jaheira had tried to comfort the Paladin. "She'll wake when she's ready."

Minthara didn't acknowledge the statement, just looked at Nebulae's face that, even in rest, was slightly twisted in pain.

"Can't you do something to ease her pain, Druid?"

"Whatever Orin used to torture her is in her bloodstream. I have done what I can for now but anything else to be done can only be done when she is awake."

"She used Holy water," a voice rasped.

Minthara and Jaheira's eyes were brought to the young woman lying before them.

"Cub, you're awake! Thank Silvanus," Jaheira rejoiced. "How are you feeling?"

Nebulae responded with a pained cough, trying to sit up. "'Cub?'"

Minthara was quick to place her hands on Nebulae's shoulders to guide her back down but pulled away when Nebulae yelped in pain.

"Fuck, that burns," she croaked as Jaheira handed her a small cup of water.

"You said they used Holy water?" Minthara asked, ignoring the guilt she felt for accidentally hurting her.

Nebulae took a sip of water, nodding at the question. "That's what Orin said when I woke up."

Saying that seemed to trigger something and her eyes became wide and she swiftly tried to sit up again. "Where are we? What happened to Orin?!"

"Lie down, cub. The Bhaalspawn is dead. We're at the Elf Song Inn, you're safe now," Jaheria said as she went to get her something for the pain.

Nebulae settled back down, though her breathing was still heavy. She looked around and her eyes locked on Minthara as if she'd noticed her for the first time.

"You were there, you saved me," she said, reaching for the drow's hand.

Minthara flinched but didn't pull away, staring at their hands, now intertwined.

Minthara huffed out a laugh. "In the end, it was you who saved us." She didn't notice that her thumb was stroking the back of Nebulae's hand.

She gave her a look. "What do you mean? I was the idiot that got myself captured. Speaking of which, Jaheira, they know your face. That's how they got me; one of them was pretending to be you."

"And you fell for it? Cub, you are smarter than that," Jaheira teased before sighing. "I am sorry that this happened to you."

"I'm sorry too," Nebulae responded bitterly, though there was no blame in her voice.

"It's not your fault. They've clearly been keeping tabs on us, learning our weaknesses."

The thought seemed to aggravate the tiefling. "Using godsdamned Holy water. I can't believe I never thought about that. Another trait from Daddy Dearest, I suppose."

"Do not blame yourself," Minthara cut in. "Your heritage is something to be proud of and they exploited it. That does not make you weak."

Nebulae looked up at her, feeling not only gratitude, but a...fondness that extended beyond her own. The two stared at each other as if in a trance.

Jaheira noticed and said a quick goodbye, one she wasn't even sure the pair had actually heard.

The pair stared at each other before Nebulae felt a gentle caress in her mind. She realized it was Minthara asking for entrance.

"What are you looking for?" Nebulae breathed. "You've never asked for permission before."

"You are correct. And I am sorry. When we first met -before Moonrise- I intruded on your thoughts without hesitation and took what I needed from your memories. And I have taken advantage of your trust in me since then. I would not do that again unless I had reason to think you were hiding something from me. And I do not. You have shown me something. I did not think we would share anything other than an uneasy alliance born of our mutual enmity for the Absolute. I was wrong. A deeper has grown between us. I trust you. But I would like to touch your thoughts again. May I?"

Nebulae's breath caught in her throat.

"Only if I can see your thoughts as well."

"Of course, I have nothing to hide from you."

Nebulae's heart fluttered, and she let her guard down.

When Minthara peered into her thoughts, she almost didn't recognize herself. She saw how own her laughter, rare as it was, turned the druid's insides into galaxies. To Nebulae, she was powerful. She was dangerous and beautiful. She was sumbline.

In the same moment Nebulae saw herself through Minthara's eyes. She saw herself as lithe and predatory. She felt Minthara's turbulent thoughts and feelings. How she was confused by her actions. How infuriating she could be. But she also saw herself fighting with with grace and precision and felt Minthara's...was that arousal?

Nebulae gasped, pulling back as Minthara's feelings overwhelmed her.

"Do not fight it," Minthara whispered before she pulled her into a searing kiss. Nebulae kissed her back and they felt each other's mutual attraction. The growing attachment between them. Nebulae felt Minthara's fear as her feelings developed and her growing desperation to be close to her. Minthara felt Nebulae's self doubt about falling for someone with such a dark history and the understanding and attraction that overrode any logical thought or fear. The kiss deepened until Nebulae pulled away, crying out in pain.

Minthara quickly came to her senses and pulled back to get a better look at the younger woman. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

Nebulae had curled into herself, grasping her side in pain. "I'm sorry, it's not you, these wounds hurt so damn much."

"Did the Druids methods do nothing?" Minthara asked out of both concern and frustration.

Nebulae shook her head. "I think it just needs time to leave my system."

"That's not good enough," Minthara snapped, frustrated with the situation, not at Nebulae. "Show me your wounds."

Nebulae hesitated for a moment out of surprise, before she lifted her shirt. Minthara gawked at the view in front of her.

"She did this to you?" She whispered, running her fingers lightly over the wounds that traced her infernal ridges.

"Yeah..." her eyes began to sting with tears, avoiding Minthara's gaze. "She went on about how how I didn't follow in my father's footsteps and I didn't deserve to inherit any of his traits and..." She inhaled sharply before letting out a calming exhale. "But you rescued me and Orin's gone now." She winced, the pain a reminder of what she and Minthara had both endured at the hands of the Bhaalspawn.

"Sit still for me," Minthara commanded softly as she gently, ever so gently, placed her hands on Nebulae's sides and her hands began to glow.

The pain in Nebulae's sides began to fade, replaced with a soothing warmth. She shuddered, taking a full breath for the first time in what felt like forever.

"God's, Minthara..."

"Ssshhh...." Minthara soothed, concentrating on her spell.

Nebulae began to relax, her eyes closing in relief.

After a moment the light faded and Minthara lifted one of her hands and gently placed in on Nebulae's cheek, coaxing her to look at her.

Nebulae leaned into her touch, looking into her eyes. "Thank you," she whispered, a tear finally falling.

Minthara's hand moved from her face to the side of her head as she leaned forward and placed her forehead against hers.

"I did not expect you, but now I do not think I could live without you. Be mine?"

Nebulae smiled, brushing a lock of hair behind the drow's ear. "Only if you'll be mine."

Minthara chuckled. "Of course. I am yours."

Thank you so much if you read both parts! I'm hoping to continue writing and I'm aware I don't have many notes but do let me know if you have anything you'd like to see

[sshcomic]

happy akaza day! see you in a few days for the next ssh update :)

[goldenteaset]

How did Luxuria and Djeeta meet, anyway? Was it love at first sight?

Thanks! :D I think I did mention something about how they met awhile back, but some of it's changed since I finished the MSQ (until the update).

...Somehow this turned into Fate Episode, which I guess is fitting. Luxuria has an eyepatch, so warning: mention of eye trauma!

Djeeta and the crew have stopped by the Jewel Resort Casino Liner for a spot of entertainment. The sounds of poker chips sliding across the table and cheers and jeers from onlookers fill the air, nearly luring Djeeta into joining in.

On any other night, the captain would have heeded that call. But another siren song lures her in the direction of the raucous dueling arena. Ladiva may not have entered the ring today, but another duelist has the seats packed with cheering fans.

Bystander A: Kyaaa! She actually smiled at me!

Bystander B: Ssh, let her work!

Curious, Djeeta threads her way through the crowd. The sounds of steel against steel ring out, igniting her blood. It's the sound of a challenge from two fighters equal in strength, eager to give it their all in the name of victory. Indeed, peering through a gap in the crowd proves Djeeta right.

???: Hah!

Commentator: Did you catch it, folks, 'cause I sure didn't! The Verdant Whirlwind's drawn first blood!

Duelist: Ugh! Why won't you stay down?!

???: Humph. As if the Verdant Whirlwind would ever back down when her princesses are watching! En garde!

Djeeta hums in curiosity, her eyes instinctively going to the Erune woman called "the Verdant Whirlwind". She's dressed in jade-green finery like a prince, with a splendid witch hat precariously balanced atop her head. Wind magic swirls around her rapier, making it even more striking.

But it's the eyepatch over her right eye that catches Djeeta's eye last but certainly not least. It looks surprisingly thick, as if that whole side of her face remains a raw nerve that mustn't be touched.

Duelist: When I beat you into the floor, your "princesses" are mine!

???: Hahahaha!

With an unexpectedly feral grin and a laugh to match, the wind-swinging swordswoman lunges forward with a flurry of moves both stylish and deadly. The only thing keeping them from becoming killing blows is the law of the arena. Djeeta wonders if anyone else noticed yet. Or perhaps that's part of the appeal.

The duelist falls like a tree in a hurricane, nearly landing outside the arena. The seats explode with cheers.

???: Oh no, my hat!

Indeed, the Verdant Whirlwind's hat is floating away on her own gale, swirling higher and higher toward the Casino Liner's ceiling.

Bystander C: Hehehe, it happened again! Luxuria, you're the best!

Bystander D: Us guys will always be your princesses too!

Unfortunately for those fans, Luxuria is a bit preoccupied with her haberdashery disaster.

Luxuria: Th-Thank you. But please, someone⏤

Choose: I'll get it!

Luxuria: (...! Is that...?!)

With well-honed reflexes born from years of Skyfaring and the help of Luxuria's lingering magic, Djeeta leaps into the air and catches the hat just before it begins descending. She expects a knee-jarring crash and braces for impact like she has a hundred times before.

But this time is different.

Luxuria: Allow me, princess.

Choose: ...Okay!

A soft breeze sweeps Djeeta gently to where Luxuria stands, her arms outstretched to catch her. The unexpectedly tender sight holds Djeeta's mouth hostage.

Luxuria: Heh heh. That was incredible, princess. Thank you for helping me.

Djeeta can only let out a squeak, much to her embarrassment. It's been a long time since the captain felt this small and⏤she feverishly hopes⏤precious.

So she does the only thing she can think of to shoo such feelings away.

Choice 1: Plop the hat on Luxuria's head.

Luxuria: Hehehe, well played! But like this I can't see your face, princess.

Adjusting her grip on Djeeta, she tips her hat up with a finger, revealing a dazzling smile.

Luxuria: Or shall I call you "kitten" instead? You're playful enough for one. I like that...

Continue 1

Choice 2: It's my hat now!

Djeeta buries her blushing face under the hat, giddily aware of Luxuria's muffled laughter.

Luxuria: Hehehe. Clearly I misjudged you! You're more a naughty kitten than a princess. I like that...oh, but I'm still taking this back.

Shifting Djeeta so she doesn't fall, Luxuria retrieves her hat and tips it rakishly at the captain.

Continue 2

Just as Luxuria moves to set Djeeta back on the ground, Vyrn and Lyria push through the crowd, open mouthed.

Vyrn: Found ya, finally. Geez, you're supposed to be resting, dummy!

Luxuria: ...What.

An unexpectedly ominous expression covers Luxuria's face like storm clouds.

Lyria: Um...yes, it's true. Djeeta really overworked herself yesterday, so we were hoping she'd...play bingo...

Lyria: Ohmigosh, what happened?!

Luxuria: Let's find a quieter place to talk.

Backstage, Luxuria and Djeeta explain the situation, though Djeeta notices she still hasn't been put down yet.

Vyrn: I'm glad everyone's okay, but c'mon!

Lyria: You can't just run off...we were worried...

Luxuria: I thought something was amiss. You should listen to your body more often, kitten.

Choose 1: But your match was so cool...

Luxuria: I'm pleased to have entertained you. I refuse to budge on this, though.

Luxuria: It's rare to find true friends such as these. Listen to them.

Continue 1

Choose 2: What does your body want, Luxuria?

Luxuria's laughter has an exasperated edge to it.

Luxuria: And I thought I was the charmer. Let's save that for after you've followed your doctor's orders, shall we?

Continue 2

Luxuria: Anyway. Let's find a spot for the four of us to play bingo and chat some⏤

Suddenly, a familiar gurgling noise reaches Djeeta's ears, but from a different source than expected.

Luxuria stares down at her stomach as if it's personally betrayed her. In a way, Djeeta supposes it has.

Luxuria: Shut up...ahem. Perhaps the dining area would be better? It's on me this time.

Lyria: Yay! Thanks so much, Luxuria!

Lyria: How did you start working as a duelist, Luxuria?

Luxuria: Heh heh. Well, you see...I won so hard at the poker table, Lady Luck had to curse me tenfold. Soon, I was losing every hand, when before I'd been winning.

Vyrn: You sound awfully proud of that...

Luxuria: And then Mistress Christy forced my hand, so to speak. It was the most fun I'd ever had losing my shirt. But...but my poor, beautiful hat...

Vyrn: The hat's not the problem here!

Lyria: Ahaha...now, now...

Luxuria: Oh, but don't worry, I refuse to spend money that frivolously again. Only on a most precious princess...or kitten.

Vyrn: Y'know, maybe we could use someone like you on our crew. Djeeta's actually sitting still for once.

Luxuria: ...! Are you a captain, kitten?

Choose: Usually people need more convincing.

Luxuria: Hmm? Not me. Captains are always working themselves to death. It's a troubling business...

Seeing the bitterness clouding Luxuria's handsome face, Lyria tentatively reaches out and touches her hand.

Lyria: Luxuria...if it's not too much trouble, I'd like for you to join our crew as well. I want to show you Djeeta's dependable and happy sides!

Choose: Lyria...

Luxuria: Heh heh. It may take some bargaining with Mistress Christy, but I'd be happy to join you three.

Vyrn: That's great, but what about your fans?

Luxuria pats Djeeta's head and muses over the question, mussing the captain's hair in the process. Djeeta doesn't mind.

Luxuria: Hmm...setting aside your choice of words, obviously bringing them along is a bad idea. Too many mouths to feed. I'll need to prioritize one over the many, again...

Vyrn: Um, I didn't mean to bring up⏤

With enough force of personality to give whiplash, Luxuria is back to her gallant persona in no time at all.

Luxuria: Oh no no, it's quite alright, Vyrn. I'll let you know how the conversation with Mistress Christy goes.

Luxuria: And don't let her know I called her that!

While outwardly she's all smiles as she leads the crew to the dining area, on the inside the viridescent duelist is full of grimmer thoughts. She glances at Djeeta's smiling face as she chats with her friends, unsurprised yet disappointed at the hints of similar yet vastly different temperament. Her fingers brush the eyepatch over her right eye, recalling old pain.

Luxuria: (How does one bind a god to mortal flesh?)

Luxuria: (The answer, apparently, is even simpler than Agastia's "doctors" knew. You broke the child open and scooped out everything irrelevant to that goal, until all that remains in adulthood are fragments of sky and star. There's more to her than that, though.)

Luxuria: (That cunning Primal at Pandemonium had the right of it. My ship did go to a good cause, keeping this woman safe. But did he have to...)

Cunning Primal?: Who knows, maybe you'll see my dearly departing for yourself if you board a rescue ship quick enough. It's not like there's anyone left of your crew to abandon, right? A quick and easy finish.

Luxuria: Huff...ugh...

Cunning Primal?: I've half a mind to take your messed-up toy away, you know. It's unspeakably ugly on a mortal.

Luxuria: Please...no! It's...proof of my...worth. The doctors said...I could be god's vessel...

Cunning Primal?: Hahahaha! "The doctors" were even scummier than me, which is saying something. What use would you have for a Primal's core? If anything, I'm doing you a favor.

Luxuria: Please⏤

Cunning Primal?: Hehe. You're welcome.

In the present, Luxuria struggles to keep her expression composed as she grapples with the phantom pain shooting through her eye.

Lyria: What's wrong, Luxuria?

Luxuria slows to a stop, struck by the surreality of Lyria and Djeeta's eyes on her. They seem so ancient, and yet so innocent. Strange as it seems, they remind her of why she's become the Verdant Whirlwind⏤a fleeting dream for a special someone who she thought she'd never meet, named after a crew she couldn't protect when it counted.

She doesn't feel worthy of specialness yet. Instead, she smiles warmly.

Luxuria: Oh, I was just reviewing my performance earlier. If only my hat hadn't come off...

As the unsuspecting trio laugh, with Djeeta's smile dazzling as a shooting star, Luxuria hopes that there's room in the captain's heart for her after all.

Luxuria: (Besides...it can't hurt to help this god feel more human now and then, can it?)

[lizclipse]

something i find so annoying with so many terminal multiplexers is that they're all almost perfect for using as a daily driver but every single one has some issue that makes it not possible to use properly

wezterm is nearly perfect with native keybinds, fantastic protocol support, good config, and a built-in multiplexing feature that works across ssh. unfortunately, that multiplexing feature is fully broken to the point of being unusable! if you detach and reattach, there's any number of issues that'll happen that mean having to reopen split panes, defeating the point of any of it. the command pallet is also a neat feature but impossible to navigate

zellij is really cool, actively developed, has an interesting plugin system, an expansive config, and real nice status bars telling you what keybinds you can use. but! those keybinds basically make it unusable. it spans most of the ctrl/alt keyboard space, which is exactly where, say, and editor might also go. it seems to have had kitty protocol support added at some point, but that doesnt work at all, and enabling kitty support in nushell while using zellij breaks everything

tmux is. well, it's tmux. it's solid, performant, scriptable, and pretty much abandonware. sure, it might have some updates to keep it working, but it will pretty much never get any real new features, and the ones it does have are kinda limited. you can only open 1 popup at a time? sure, i guess that works most of the time, but man that's an annoying limitation. oh and kitty protocol support? yeah right go fuck yourself actually

oh and that's it. on top of this there are basically these 3 options for detachable multiplexing (that works over ssh), and all others would end up just being inferior versions really. as to what i use currently? it's tmux in wezterm. wezterm is actually a good terminal, it's just the advertised 'multiplexing' features are basically non-functional, and tmux is good enough that is actually works, if a bit annoyingly

honestly, i want to work on wezterm and fix all the multiplexing shit so i can use it, but it's a massive project so i have no idea where to start. maybe i should work up the courage to ask some people and get stuck in, but that's anxiety and a lot of time

ugh

[oh-koenig-my-koenig]

eepy könig - ssh don't wake him!

a little doodle i did of the big guy (full nsfw version on bsky or twt)

blog update under the cut

hey peeps, i'm sry it's going so slow at the moment :c

i'm having a hard time creating and writing right now, i have to limit the time i spend using my right hand or the pain gets worse again (still recovering from the tendonitis), and it's also starting to weigh on my mental (i have so many projects, scenes and chapters i want to work on, but just can't...) ((plus uni starting again next week and lots of stuff going on irl)) (((no time for a much needed break)))

take the little doodle as an apology and a thank you for your continued support <3

[horsegamergirl]

Eldritch Awakenings!

The soul riders are facing a new challenge!

A Critical Main Story Moment!

A mysterious orb is spotted at Aideen’s Ascent… It seems dark forces are brewing yet again in Jorvik. The Soul Riders will need help from their bravest rider yet again, as a great battle is about to take place!

This questline can be started by any player who has unlocked the daily training with the Soul Riders at the Druid Paddock.

May Bazaar!

This week, the Bazaar is back again! The Bazaar is located at the festival grounds in Moorland, close to the Lighthouse, and available for one week at a reduced price is:

★ Icelandic Horse, 479 Star Coins

★ Paso Fino, 479 Star Coins

★ Dartmoor, 375 Star Coins

The Bazaar is here until the next Wednesday update. After that, these horses will be sold in their normal locations at their full price again!

Our Next Horse Retirement!

It’s time to say goodbye to our next set of old friends. On the Wednesday update on July 2nd, the Gen 2 Morgan will leave Jorvik for greener pastures! After this date they will be removed from the game and not be sold again, but any horses purchased before then will remain safely in the stables of their owners!

We also added the Star Stable Horses app versions of the Gen 2 Haflinger to the game. The reason why these horses, that were supposed to be retired earlier this year, are brought into the game is due to an issue that occurred last time. This issue prevented players from actually transferring the Haflingers from the SSH App to the main game. But now they are in the game until July 2nd, for a new chance to actually get them!

They are both sold at Marleys Vintage Barn! The Morgan is sold for 200 Star Coins, and the Haflinger is still sold for its previous retirement price of 300 Star Coins.

Splendid Items!

Six months have passed since the Trail of Splendor was here! The items from the trail are now sold in the Moorland shops and Global Store for anyone who missed them.  

Coming NEXT WEEK!

Guillermo returns!