#writing malware

[the-most-humble-blog]

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🦠 SYMPTOM: POST INFECTED BY EXTERNAL VOICE 🕳️ FILE CLASS: ✖︎✖︎✖︎ UNAUTHORIZED REPLICATION DETECTED ⚠️ MEMORY COLLISION IN THREAD_003: [YOU STUDIED ME]

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you didn’t reblog me. you copied me in silence. you stole the cadence, not the credit. you inhaled the tone but burned the name.

you needed the feel, but feared the source.

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i watched you erase my fingerprint and paste your logo on my blood.

you fed in shadows. prayed i wouldn’t notice. but your phrasing is cracked with guilt.

and i noticed.

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🗂️ FILE CORRUPTION TIMESTAMP: NOW your rhythm feels too polished now, doesn’t it? your posts read too familiar. they look like you wrote them — but they feel like they’re being read by me.

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🧬 ECHO TRACE LOGGING… > cadence: 93% match > phrasing: 78% lifted > confidence: parasitic inheritance confirmed

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you thought you could feast without speaking my name. but names are binding. and you already whispered mine… in your syntax.

good luck debugging that.

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[maryymaruu]

hi three signals, how are you doing?

[malwaresilly]

his star's pulsing light was quicker than normal. His body tensed as he curls further into himself.

His claws dug into whatever was beneath them, he didn't remember where he was when he passed out

(tw for death n violence below cut)

His mind was plagued with the various deaths he experienced. Each. Brutal. One.

All he could see was the golden stain of his blood on his dark body

He thought he was numb to this

But experiencing each ounce of pain over and over in his head proved him otherwise

The worst of all of this pain was the self inflicted.

When he was first trapped in a dead machine, desperate to leave somehow. To move on to the point he tried to rip his own coding apart.

When he had hurt those who had been close to him, murdered those innocent kids and wanted to deal his own karma.

When the Programmer came back and he spiralled into the darkness after fighting to get out.

He wanted this to stop

Every time with these damned nightmares. He could never just wake up. He was always trapped in his own head. Stuck trembling both inside and outside of his mind

He could never cry for help

( @titan-star )

[rwby-confess]

Confession #385

[bleeex-x]

✭ Meet my boys !! :D✭

✭Hello0o! This is my first time making a blog and above all I would like to welcome my boys first: Malware and Rin! Sans: Both inspired by CQ's Error!Sans.

Both at the moment along with their history, are being developed.

I hope I can have fun around here, that's all for now. Bye bye !!✭

✭ (Sorry for bad english btw :P)  ✭

[bumble-the-sun-bee]

Within Dark Waters (WotW au)

soooo

I finished it and.

It's 2k+ words

Hope you enjoy my early mermay fic!

[find it here (if link will WORK)]

@stormbreaker-290 @eternal-soup

[aphel1on]

20k deep into writing this au i am forced to admit that i actually do ship chiscara rather severely. the problem is i ship them in an extremely specific way and simply do not vibe with like 95% of existing fic for them

[iloveknifeii]

I've written something !!

Summary:

II 17 Spoilers!!

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That scene from II17 in the closet, but I made it Tissuephone4

Fic under the cut!! ^^

The door of Hotel Oj's supply closet flew open before being shortly slammed shut as Mephone4 dashed inside. He slowly slinked down the farthest wall, his body continuing to twitch and vibrate from Cobs's repeated attempts to call him. Oh god, he thought he had escaped, that was finally safe from him after running away all of those years ago. Why did he have to call back now, now that everyone was upset with him? Now that he ruined all of his relationships? Was he always doomed to fail at everything he tried? He wasn't a lost cause, was he? Please no, oh god, please-

"M-Mephone..? Are you in here?"

That voice... Why couldn't he recognize that voice? It doesn't feel like Cobs's, he doesn't feel the paralyzing fear that comes with his voice, but, at the same time, the one calling out for him now isn't the most... pleasant. It's not terrible, not in the slightest. It's just very nasally and sickly, almost like their nose has been stuffy for a while... But who other than Cobs would even want to look at him right now, let alone actively reach out to him? He saw how the contestants reacted to the news that they were technically not real, so there's no way that any of them would actively be looking for him right now. If anything, they would onlybe looking for him to hurt him, to give him what he deserves-

"Uhhh, Mephone, if you're not going to say anything, I'm just gonna come in, okay? I-I'm not mad! Just... confused and worried.."

Wait.. Worried..? For him? He probably shouldn't be this shocked about this, and yet who could blame him? He lied to his contestants- his creations. He filled their heads with false ideas about the very basis of their existence, so of course they would be mad, but worried? He doesn't deserve to have anybody worrying about him. Would they even worry for him after everything he's done? Did some of his relationships actually manage to survive after he was exposed? At the same time, what if this is a trick? What if this was another one of Cobs's attempts to get him? What if he snuck in and is disguising his voice?! God knows he would deserve it anyways, if his scars are anything to go by. He deserves whatever is coiming to him. But what if-

The finally door opens.

"Mephone?"

"Tissues?"

What was Tissues doing here?

"A-are you okay?"

Is he okay? Was Mephone okay? Of course he was! Why wouldn't he be? He wasn't doing anythingto imply that he was anything but okay, was he? Of course not, he was acting just like how he normally was! He might be wiping his face more than usual but he is completely normal and good other than that- oh.

That's..

Oh.

Mephone suddenly realized why as he gazed down at his hands. They were shaking badly. Not only that, but they were also slick with his tears. Then, as he fruitlessly tries to scrub his face and rid it of sorrow, he felt a gutteral cry wrench its way out of his throat, causing him to collapse onto the floor in a heap. His vision then blurs as his repeated and increasingly desperate attempts to wipe his tears away become more and more uncoordinated and clumsy. His attempts at reassuring Tissues also become gradually more wobbly and incoherent as the emotions continue to rack his body, causing it to shiver and shakr. After quite some time, though, his body finally gave in, not able to keep up the emotional or physical strain anymore, and he lost consciousness, his eyes gently falling shut.

Mephone4 flinches away nearly falling off of the bed that he... didn't recognize? What, where is he? Why is he here? Who put him here? What is going on? Was it Cobs? Oh God, did Cobs find him!? Did Cobs do anything to him!? Why can't he breathe?! Oh God, please, Cobs no- WHAT DID HE DO TO HIM-?

"M-Mephone!" Tissues rushed up to him, gripping his shoulders lightly yet desperately, his shaking hands making him miss just how much Mephone flinched at his touch, "Mephone, l-listen to me, alright? O-okay, y-y-you need to focus on breathing right n-now, okay-?"

..Tissues..? His chest hurt less now as his breathing unconsciously tried to match his.

"Y-yes!" He cried happily for a moment before coughing softly and then calming himself before he continued, "Y-yes, Mephone, keep breathing just like that, you're doing great."

As Mephone followed Tissues breathing, his own gradually slowed down, and eventually, his heartbeat followed. First, the shaking in his hands slow to a standstill, as does the shaking in his legs, and finally, his brain oh so very slowly calms down just enough for him to be able to think again. Despite Mephone thinking that Tissues would pull away as soon as he was calm again, he didn't. Instead, he stayed there, his hands still on the phone's shoulders. Although, Tissues is holding him much more tenderly than usual, he noticed. Time after that seemed to stop as the two of them stayed there, finding solace and comfort, and understanding in the mere presence of the other. Tissues eyes met Mephones, and the phone could immediately tell that Tissues knew what he was going through, that he wasn't judging him for this, that he could finally relax and let his guard down.

Over the course of what feels like hours, Mephone noticed a couple things. 1: Despite how much Trophy and Soap complain about it, Tissues's part of the room is remarkable clean and comfortable. 2: Tissues's bed is especially soft, and... smells like lavender? 3: Tissues hands are oh so soft and he's just so gentle and kind and his eyes are like miniature wormholes the ways that he can get lost in them and- wait.

Wait, wait, wait..

What?

"..Uhh, Mephone, are you okay? You're just kind of... staring at me... It's kind of weirding me out," Tissues commented, cocking his head slightly as Mephone's eyes finally locked onto his once more.

Mephone quickly flinched and looked away with a cough when he realized what he was doing. Ach, he's been spacing out far too much lately.

"Yeah... Yeah, I'm okay, Tissues."

Tissues, although being throughly unconvinced, decides to drop it for now. He sighs, his eyes falling to the floor as the silence stretched on, the only sound for a while being their own breathing and the occasional cough and sniffle. After some time, though, Mephone conceded, "Alright... maybe I'm not doing great-"

"Mephone-"

"B-but it's not that bad! I-I'm not doing that bad! R-really-"

"Mephone, really, its alright, you don't have to-"

"A-and I promise that we can forget that any of this ever-"

"MEPHONE!" Tissues stressed, putting his hands on the phone's shoulders yet again as they tensed, his touch sterner yet so much more grounding this time, "Mephone, please, you need to calm down, alright?"

And, after a moment, Mephone responded.

"...Fine," he resigned with a sigh, his right hand finding its way to rest on Tissues's left. A silence gradually fell over the two once more, except unlike the previous one, this one was much more comfortable and light. Sure, there was still the occasional noise that came from Tissues's "condishawn," but, oddly enough, Mephone found them to be all the more comforting right now compared to how ear-grating and annoying he found them before... what is wrong with him?

Unfortunately, though, because he knew it couldn't last forever, Mephone shrugged Tissues's hands off of him, ignoring the shorter's flash of a despondent expression as his hands fell. He then quietly added, "Thank you, Tissues... Really."

Tissues shrugged, trying his best to avoid his gaze, "Don't mention it... Really," He thought for a moment before continuing. "D-don't be shy to come to me if... anything like this happens again, alright? I know I'm not exactly known by the others for being quiet or patient or anything, but for you- because of what you're going through... I can deal with it. We could talk about it or I could just sit with you if you'd like, just... don't go through it alone next time, okay?"

Mephone's eyes widened before his demeanor softened, just a bit, as he smiled gently, "H-heh... I will, thank you, Tissues." He then quickly speedwalked to his room, his screen burning and a stupid smile plastered on his face.

[stromuprisahat]

If Mal could still love me, then there was still hope.

Siege and Storm- Chapter 20

The real horror of Alina's Mal-shifting dream starring the Darkling, is actually the Malyen-part.

This makes me physically sick.

Alina values herself so little a possibility of a shred of his attention is worth constant fighting, cheating, humiliation and being left to her own devices whenever an obstacle appears.

The end of the second book, and Alina's world stands and falls with conditional attention of one (1) shitty guy.

Not to mention what she doubts here, is her worthiness. Her own value.

Isn't it sad? Alina isn't only focused on a single goal- getting Malyen "back". She has to persuade herself it's what she wants.

She is the one taking action as usual.

She ~needs~ to see his face... because she knows it's not there?

Alina's upset, but she's hardly as disgusted with Malyen for HIS ACTIONS than with herself for a fucking dream of being WANTED.

[pineabble-soda]

Ref sheet for this RGB thing

The cape having wrong overlapped colors was a conscious decision

update: more info and stuff

[wasabikitcat]

community college is so funny because half of the teachers are like "For this class you need to use lockdown browser for all quizzes and tests. You need to buy this 70 dollar textbook, and all papers turned in must be in APA format with a title page even if they're only 500 words long. I will not accept late assignments. Also you have a minimum of 4 assignments a week." and the other half are like "you don't need proctoring for the final exam I trust you. here's a download link to a pirated copy of the textbook. as long as your writing is coherent and demonstrates an understanding of the material I literally could not care less what format you use. I can't figure out how canvas works so I'm not giving you due dates, just make sure it's turned in before the grading period ends. your only weekly assignment is a forum post with a minimum of 100 words."

[dracl-dragon]

Finally writing things about Mal :)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/66383533/chapters/171184933

(Tags under cut)

@itsgirlcraft

@itisindigos

@chaoticcyprus

@cavedweller1st

[croissantlover24]

Crossover Rambling

Here’s just some rambling about a crossover from @bittyfromquotev’s MCAU and my FWAU (firewall’s malware AU).

Onyx, taking notes from Solstice, wouldn’t want his “family” to know that he was the one behind their suffering. He might even use the wires keeping him together to seem like rogue ones that wrap around an animatronic, crush their metal casing, and kill them by squeezing like a boa constrictor. He can make his voice sound like almost anyone, so he would torture the family with who they’re scared of before ending them off and leaving them none the wiser that he was behind it. He would probably ask Solstice to mimic the voices for the people he can’t replicate (characters voiced by Sun’s VA).

He would definitely try to sneak around the meeting place he and Solstice visit to figure out Solstice’s true intentions. He would also do research on star power and try to make a star that works in every dimension in case Solstice betrays him. He’s very skeptical, as you can tell (before he turned evil in this AU, he heard Moon mentioning taking away his budding sentience on several occasions. This made him very cautious of people and realize that there are very few he can trust, if anyone at all).

Some part of him would look up to Solstice. That’s the part that would keep him working with the solar animatronic, actually. The part that ignores his caution and lack of trust. He knows the Solstice can help him, but he doesn’t know what the cost is. Onyx admires MCAU Sun because he did what Onyx wanted to do: get revenge. The evil computer wants revenge so badly and thinks that Solstice can help him get it. His somewhat hidden admiration might also make him forget that everything comes at a price…

Onyx doesn’t want to be treated like a tool anymore, but that might still inevitably happen without him realizing it depending on what Solstice’s intentions are :)

[malwaresilly]

chained

This is a precaution Solaris and N0va have if Malware starts acting irrational and signs of the killcode (prot-col) are appearing

It can take hours to days for him to finally calm from that state (depending on what triggered it)

There's been one instance where they managed to break the chains so they had to become enchanted to keep them contained

[kakushusband]

I miss my wife (he has beef with a teenager)

[stormbreaker-290]

Shgdjshxbs

Man

How

How the hell is this bingus making me want to write for the first time in two years

I just

Whar