#usb tail

[glitxhh]

Maid Glitxhh & Momoko Maki

#anime #maid #vtuber #fanart #glitxhh #maki #momoko maki #fennec fox #ears #fox ears #big ears #tail #fox tail #usb tail #horns #doll #doll joints #glasses

[turboemmy]

I literally still cant believe @juxtp0se got me a little tiny edgar for my birthday im SCREAMING ����💕💥💥

#HES SO LITTLE AND HE PLAYS MUSIC AND HIS LITTLE FACE CHANGES AUGGH #and they got me the vhs too im 🥺😭💕 #electric dreams #edgar electric dreams #hes got a usb cord like his lil tail

[thelegendarypusheen-art]

tommy loves to play puzzle games

but he's really slow at strategy games

also benrey's here

#hlvrai #fanart #gordon feetman #benrey #hlvrai gordon #tommy coolatta #hlvrai benrey #dr coomer #trojanverse #the entire gist of benrey's usb tail is that he corrupts shit with it #comic #also i feel like gordon's strand of hair would turn into different symbols during moments of intense emotion

[laulo821]

so yesterday i saw a post saying "robot displaying pixelated lipsticks marks on its screen-face" (and more but not applicable here) and though of them ... loving sigh

Clam Chowder belongs to @zapsoda

but i forgor the prompt til the midst of my nap time so it's done very after i saw that post anyways. do robots dream of electronic love ... anyways that's the L.I.Clam or the EllyClam they're a couple now

#art #L.I.K. #zapsoda #theyre . in love Your Honour #i'm taking clam hostage. no. she's taking clam hostage. IN HER HEART hell yea brother #aughie #<3 #also i always forget it but she do has got a tail . with a usb male port . and she's able to connect to anything and gathers info w that #i should add that to her page actually

[poly-star-trio]

wait wait. igbp smg4 always havin his tail down..aughghgh

ghehehe.... rubs hands together evilly

#smg4 #glad u noticed #also #if he had stored the perfect video in his usb tail #would it have corrupted him #asking the real questions here #or given him a werid power #cause like #the usb was glowing #idk

[fandomandangstlover]

godbox smg4's scorpion tail being usb-themed is so cool actually. the stinger being modeled after the usb itself as a nod to how four "stung and poisoned" the mushroom kingdom after his arrival.

YES,,, OH FUCK YEAH.....

#my thoughts #god box made smg4 tag thing #usb tails beloved ... .....

[daemonhxckergrrl]

What's your thoughts on installing linux on a USB stick? I've been considering it because ive run out of computers at home to safely tinker with and i feel like it's at least slightly more involved than fussing about on a virtual machine. There was a post going around on here recently about using it as a workspace you could plug into any computer (which sounds a lil unreliable tbh)

i think it depends on your use case ! as a way to tinker it'll be a fun project ! there's usually an option to create permanent storage on a liveusb (which may work better than doing a normal install to the drive).

for emergencies, having any one of these would be great: * known good environment (maybe lubuntu/xubuntu lts) * recovery environment (knoppix used to be the one, but i'd look into modern options) * TailsOS (you can't be too careful lmao)

i wouldn't rely on a portable linux install as some places have strict policies on using unverified devices w/ their equipment (good security practice tbh), or accept usb devices but would frown at booting from one instead of using the provided os. the use cases outlined above make the most sense to me

#DATA_REQUEST #linux #tails os #knoppix #free software #linux from usb #live usb #portable os

[glitchy--demon]

Had a fun idea idea where our sonas swapped?? Like a swap AU ig?? Idk, i had this idea for a lil while and thought it would be fun to draw! :D

I wasn't sure what both of their designs would be like but i had fun either way!

@913cell 👉👈

#glitchy's art #art #doodle #medibang #sona #//now You too can have the USB tail GHSHJKSHJK #//also.. i want that hoodie. #//deadass want that hoodie.. #//also instead of sunflowers i went with some blue flowers ???? idk #//i can't draw flowers at the side but i tried either way #//can't wait for you to see when you wake up! <3 eee!

[autistickaitovocaloid]

Having thoughts about vocaloid character design...

#art talks about stuff #like on one hand i know the whole chord tail thing is piko's thing and i don't want to take that away from him #but on the other hand giving characters wings/tails/etc made of objects that relate to them #(good example would be that character design thing i did with the guy with a keyrind halo and wings based on gachapon shells) #is a very me move imo #i think i could *possibly* make it work if i like. gave different vsynths different types of chords #like for example miku's design is somewhat based on yamaha's DX100/DX7 synthesiser so maybe hers would be based on a keyboard power adapter #and piko's is a usb chord ofc because design wise he's based on some fucking guitar i can't remember the model number of #anyway!! i am interested to see if anyone has any thoughts on this

[youraveragemii]

LETS GOOOOOOOOOO

#i do have a tail in mindspace #lil usb tail :] #am i a cookie ... or a robot? || rambles

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

Thinking about ✨subconscious bullshit✨ I don't think I'd be enough to bring them back for a moment and even if it 𝗪𝗮𝘀, being torn from the safety of the Garden would probably make them lash out more, esp if it's something that reminds them of their death (So maybe Piko being reminded of fukase's name enough times might bring back a (very distorted) version of how he got Flowerised, and he'd panic and lash out) -🌟 (the next one(s) will be semi related bccgvb)

😔✌️ save my homies

if flowerized!piks is already kinda emotional i WORRY about what an angered one would act like... sad and angry is always a dangerous combo 👁️👁️

#ask #flower hivemind au #im getting to the following asks in a bit but THIS IS GETTING PROGRESSIVELY SADDER. AUGH #i havent drawn a thing for it yet but i know an idea i had for flowerized!piko was that his usb tail got replaced by a (literal) flower #like a really long stalk/vine or something and at the end of it is a flower; idk maybe its cause i really love botanical aesthetics #that thing might be releasing spores as its dragged along; or the scarier thing is if he can direct it to shoot spores at someone directly #NO IDEA IF THAT MAKES SENSE IN TEXT ill draw it at some point and hopefully itll make more sense visually #ollie the star anon

[thickness-protection-program]

#polls

[vietproit]

Tails 4.10 – Hệ điều hành bảo vệ sự riêng tư và ẩn danh chạy trên USB

Tails 4.10 – Hệ điều hành bảo vệ sự riêng tư và ẩn danh chạy trên USB

Tails 4.10 – Hệ điều hành bảo vệ sự riêng tư và ẩn danh chạy trên USB Tails là một hệ điều hành trực tiếp mà bạn có thể khởi động trên hầu hết mọi máy tính từ một USB hoặc một đĩa DVD. Nó nhằm mục đích duy trì sự riêng tư và ẩn danh, giúp bạn: Sử dụng Internet ẩn danh và tránh bị kiểm duyệt. Buộc tất cả các kết nối với Internet buộc phải đi qua mạng Tor. Không để lại bất kỳ dấu vết nào trên máy…

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#ẩn danh #chạy trên USB #Hệ điều hành bảo vệ sự riêng tư #hệ điều hành Tails

[foone]

Imagine a butch who dates robotgirls and she's got the belt and carabiner "ready for business" look down, but all the stuff hanging from it is reverse-engineering tools.

A full set of screwdriver bits (including security torx and those weird tri-wing Nintendo ones), assorted spuders, those little rubber suction-cups you use to remove LCDs, a line flashlight, macro lenses, IPA wipes, chip pullers, portable hot air rework gun and a pinecil soldering iron, desoldering braid, a wide variety of ESD-safe tweezers, and one of those anti-stack wristbands but on a retractable lead like it's for walking a dog.

She left her backpack at home but it's got a stereo inspection station, a full set of lockpicks (including those tubular lock impresioning ones), and an aging ThinkPad with a bunch of USB adapters: every memory card format you can imagine, all the major hard drive interfaces, and even 3.5"/5.25" floppy disks thanks to a 3D printed enclosure with a greaseweazle flux imager (the Applesauce stays at home connected to her Mac Mini). A USB optical drive that can read and burn all the cd formats, and a as small plastic case of some blank CD-Rs, DVD-Rs, and Blu-rays. A bunch of USB flash drives, some blank, some preflashed with assorted tools and marked with little keychain labels: some linuxes, a warezed all-in-one windows installer, live distros for tails and kali and partionmagic and DBAN.

She's ready for anything.

#Robot girls #Robotgirls #Thee Silver Mt Zion Memorial Orchestra has an album called This Is Our Punk Rock #And this? #This Is My Pornography

[drabblesandimagines]

Disinhibited

Leon Kennedy x fem reader Established relationship/married, mentions of sedation, blood, bit of spice, absolute nonsense

Leon looks through the porthole-style window of the metal door to the lab and what he sees makes his heart stop. You - his beloved wife - on the floor, propped up against a row of cages at the far back wall, each wrist zip-tied to the bars above you and your head hanging low, clearly unconscious.

You’d agreed on radio silence when you’d split up, the expectation being you’d break it when either of you had located your objective. It was meant to be an easy job – suspicions that the research being undertaken at this particular oil ring was questionable at best, conducted by a skeleton crew. A USB stick holding the files the two of you had been sent to retrieve is now securely zipped in a pouch on his vest, a handful of guards sacrificing their lives for the cause. Annoyingly, a speedboat had managed to get away with the scientists onboard, but a call to HQ had the coastguard swiftly on their tail.

Leon had started to worry when he didn’t get a reply from his call-outs and had circled back, his stomach in knots. There had been slight pushback from the DSO when you and Leon had started dating, and even more so after you’d tied the knot. The two of you remained professional to a fault, but it had been observed that you worked incredibly well together. It brings both of you a bit of comfort too, knowing you have each other’s back - not one left at home wondering if the other one is going to come home in one piece.

You can take care of yourself, he has no doubt about that… But, hell, neither you or he are invincible. He swipes the pilfered keycard through the automatic lock and it takes everything within him not to sprint on over to you as the door buzzes – he needs to remain cautious, scan the area for any remaining threats and then tend to you once he’s established it’s safe. He pushes the door open and checks each square foot, gun raised, finger ready to shoot on sight. The lab is small, just the one room – no outgoing doors – and once he confirms that it is clear, he quickly pulls across a medical cart to block the door as an extra precaution, then practically skids his way over to you across the linoleum.

He drops to his knees, placing his gun down by his side and grasping hold of your chin gently to tilt your head up.

“Sweetheart…?”

The first thing Leon takes in is that you’re breathing. He immediately releases the breath he’s been holding in relief. There’s some tacky blood on your temple from a wound that is already clotting, as well what will end up as a pretty nasty bruise developing under your eye. It doesn’t seem right though – you’re too skilled to take something like that…

He pulls out his knife and slices through the first zip tie, freeing your wrist when he spots a very unwelcome sight – there’s a syringe stuck in the crook of your elbow, obviously administered in quite the hurry.

“Fuck.” Leon pulls it out slowly and holds it aloft, squinting at a small serial code within. He presses his earpiece then, and there’s a couple of beeps before he’s patched through to Hunnigan.

“This is Roost.”

“Roost, Condor One. I’ve located Kestrel – unconscious, looks like she’s been injected with something. There’s a serial on the syringe, run it for me?”

“Ready.”

He recites the numbers, slowly, making sure he’s read them right – a slip might be the wrong diagnosis. There is a tense pause as he hears Hunnigan tap away on the keyboard.

“Got a match. It’s a barbiturate, type of sedative. Good news is Kestrel’s not allergic to any of the ingredients. Usually it’s administered via an IV to keep the patient under, but if it was a controlled dose via syringe she should come round soon.”

“Okay. Good.” He cradles your face with his palm, relieved that it wasn’t something unknown or particularly nasty.

“Did you obtain the info?”

“Yeah, yeah, I got the files. Can we get an extraction?”

“45 minutes ETA, Condor One. Meet it at the helipad – side of the rig - if you can make it there with Kestrel.” He looks down at the map and notes the point, as you let out a soft, sleepy mumble.

“We’re pretty close. Think she’s beginning to wake up. I’ll give her a little longer to come round.”

“Right. Just a warning – that drug is strong.”

“Noted. Condor One out.” He presses the button and the connection drops. He grabs hold of his knife again and slices the remaining zip-tie, pressing a kiss to the indent it’s left on your wrist – bastards - before he places it down gently in your lap, and waits.

--

Leon explores the lab a little further, digging in all the cabinets and drawers he can find. There’s a metal table with some dried blood on it and he reckons after they’d injected you you must’ve hit the deck, or, more literally, the table. He comes up empty-handed of items in search, besides finding your confiscated weapons in a medical tray – he adds them to his own supply, sticking your pistol in his front pocket. By the time he’s finished, you’ve begun to show a few more stirring signs so he makes his way back over, crouching down in front of you to caress your cheek once more.

“Hey, sweetpea,” Leon smiles as you blink repeatedly, trying to get your eyes to focus. “You’re all right, I’ve got you.”

“Huh?” You mumble as the blurs slowly transition into Leon’s face, his features in a mix of concern and relief at you finally regaining consciousness.  

“Took quite the hit, huh?” He drops his hand to your waist and you flinch at the contact, causing him to withdraw. “Sorry, are you hurt there?”

“I’m okay.” You eye him warily as you reply, sitting yourself upright a little more.

“Good.” He lets out a sigh, before rubbing the back of his head. “Not gonna lie, you had me scared for a moment. Come here, sweetheart,” he slips his arm around your waist this time, pulling you forward in what he means to be a gentle kiss, but the second your lips meet he cannot resist taking it a bit further, tangling his hand in your hair to deepen it, swiping his tongue along your bottom lip to gain access within. You relent and he grins into the kiss, darting his tongue against yours and…

A stinging pain on his right cheek from where your palm has collided. There wasn’t a lot of power behind it, but it still makes him pull back. He opens his eyes in alarm and you’re glaring at him, hot tears threatening to spill.

“You bastard.”

The slap, the name – he’s heard you use some pretty colourful language over the years but never directed at him at least – renders him speechless for a moment, his mind trying to catch up with what happened to sweet reunion.

“Baby, what…?“ He reaches a hand out for you again but you slap it away, or at least you try this time - your co-ordination is all off and all you do is bat the air.

“Don’t call me that.” There’s a slur to your words, almost as if you’re drunk. “Back off, buddy.”

“I…”

“I’m married, I’ve got a husband.” You make a point of looking him up and down. “A husband that could kick your sorry ass into next week if he saw you right now.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Leon frowns, thoroughly confused now. “I am your husband.”

You laugh dryly at that. “You wish! He’s, like, ten times sexier than you without even trying.”

He looks down at himself then – he’s in his tactical vest, his usual mission get-up – maybe his hair does need a bit of a trim, but… what are you on about?

“I assure you that’s mathematically impossible.” Leon withdraws a flashlight from his belt and clicks it on, trying to direct it at your pupils. “Does your head hurt?”

“Stop that.” You wince into the light, ducking your head away. He only gets a quick glance but your pupils aren’t reacting as they should – a combination of the sedative and a concussion, maybe? You aren’t going to be a willing patient for him to get a longer look, that’s for sure. “Leave me alone.”

“Uh-uh, you need to listen.” He puts the flashlight back in his belt and cups your face with both of his hands, forcing you to meet his eyes. “I’m Leon, I am your husband. You were sedated and I think you’re concussed - that’s why things seem a little confusing right now, but you’ve got to believe me, sweetpea.”

You blink again, tilting your head in a curious manner before squinting. A delighted smile crosses your face as you take in his face, as if he hadn't already been in front of you this whole time.

“Hi,” you say, breathily. “There you are!”

“Hey.” He smiles. It is weird to see you so ditzy, however he can’t help but admit it is utterly adorable. “I’m here, darlin'. You’ll feel better in a bit, okay?”

“Nah, I feel great, baby.” You place your hand over his and tug it slightly so you can lace your fingers inbetween. “Hey, have I told you how sexy it is when you wear these gloves? We should-"

Your earpieces beep simultaneously and cut off your train of thought, as you both answer out of instinct.

“Condor One, it's Roost. Helicopter’s 20 minutes out. Thought you’d like to know the coastguard has picked up our scientist friends. Any update on Kestrel?”

“Hunnigan, it’s me!” You chirp. “I’m fine. Great.”

“Uh-huh…”

“Please tell me this is an expected side effect.” Leon comments, dryly.

“Yeah, sounds like it. Kestrel’s going to be like that a little while – I’m sure you can handle her, though.”

“By the way, Condor One – excellent. Love it, love you.” You poke Leon in the chest to really emphasise your point. “Roost – makes sense. Kestrel, though? Kestrel’s such a dumb name. I want a cooler one.”

“We don’t pick them, you know that.” Hunnigan replies, tapping away at her keyboard – Leon assumes she’s sending intel to the helicopter medic about your apparent state of mind.

“Well, we should. I'm changing mine." You declare, boldly. "My new codename is gonna be… Mrs Kennedy.”

“You don’t mean that, sweetpea.” Leon shakes his head in disbelief. You’d kept your surname when the two of you had got married – antiquated tradition that didn’t mean anything to him or you – hadn’t ever been an issue. “You don’t like it when people even mistakenly call you that.”

“Mm, that’s not strictly true." You pause to bite your lip and look up at him. "See, I’d really like it if you’d call me that next time we do that thing where y-“ He covers your mouth then, pulling you into his side. He’s now painfully aware of where you’re going with that sentence and it’s not something you - or he - will want recorded on the comms transcript for this mission for all time.

“Okay, Roost, I think we’re gonna head off now to the extraction point.”

“Wise.” The connection cuts out and he lets go of you, about to apologise, but you’re already distracted, looking down at what your hip bumped against when he grabbed you.

“Hey, that’s my gun,” your hand ghosts across his crotch as you try to take it from his pocket. He’s quicker though, grabbing hold of both of your hands and twirling you into his embrace, pressing your back into his chest and crossing his arms in front of you.

“Yeah… Best if I keep hold of it for now, don’t you think, sweetheart?”

“But it’s mine-" You protest. He steps you forward, leaning his chin on your crown as he directs you towards the door.

“You can have it back when you’re feeling a bit more yourself, I promise. Just let me look after you for now, okay?”

“Fine,” you huff out, allowing him to manhandle you forward with no resistance. “Where we going?”

“We’ve got a helicopter to catch.”

--

Satisfied that you’d forgotten about your gun, he settled for just holding your hand tightly as he tugged you up the stairs and to the helipad, keeping an eye on the horizon. It should be here soon – then maybe they could flush whatever it was in your system or you’d sleep it off in the helicopter. You’re not a big drinker – you get a little tipsy off a glass of wine – but this as if you’ve downed a whole bottle, your filter entirely wiped out.

“Leon…” You drawl, wrapping your arms around his waist.

“Uh-huh?”

“I’ve been thinking about the debrief…”

“Don’t worry about that right now, darlin’. Let’s just get ourselves home first, huh?”

“No, not that one.” You bite your lip, before your hands slide round and down to his ass, giving it a squeeze and then tugging at his belt to slip below. “I have a different kind of de-brief in mind, if you get what I mean…”

The helicopter blades whir in the distance at last and he thanks his luck, pulling your hands back to around his waist and away from his boxers.

“Don’t you want me?” You pout, pathetically, pushing yourself into his chest. “I do,” he hums, “but not like this, sweetheart. When you’re more yourself we’ll talk, okay?” He presses a kiss to your crown and wraps his arms around you, keeping his eyes focused on the helicopter’s approach.

--

You feel as if you’re hungover – head throbbing and nauseous as you wake. You’d dozed off in the helicopter ride back, vaguely aware at some point of Leon carrying you out and a sharp sting in your arm before you’d fallen asleep again. You’re in the med bay back at HQ, an IV in your arm connected to a bag of fluids and Leon’s sat cross-legged in a chair by the bed, typing away on a laptop.

“Hi.” You mumble and his blue eyes meet yours, his smile creasing the corners of them.

“Hi there. How you feeling?” He closes the laptop and puts it to the side, shuffling closer to you.

“Like I drank way too much. What happened?”  

“Those scientists injected you with a pretty strong sedative and you whacked your head. Mild concussion – headache might hang around a couple of days, I’m afraid.” He hesitates then, curious. “Do you remember the lead up to that at all?”

“No.” You shake your head and regret it when the room spins. “I remember us splitting up and then everything’s a little hazy…” Patchy recollections of conversations circle through your mind. “I think… I remember saying some… things. Weird things.”

“If you count telling me that your husband is ten times hotter than me, then yes.”

“What?” You have to laugh at that one.

“Oh, yeah. Then you tried to get them to change your codename, before finally trying to make debriefing have an entirely different context.” He smirks as your face loses colour in embarrassment. “Didn’t think you had it in you, sweetpea.”

“I… I didn’t.”

“Oh, you did." He licks his lips then, maintaining eye contact. "I've been looking up some of the side effects of the sedative – apparently it can disinhibit you something rotten. Got me wondering though - you keeping some secret desires from me?”

“N-no.” You’re a terrible liar - a poker face in front of enemies, but you always crumble within a second in front of Leon.

He gets to his feet then, circles the bed to clamber in the opposite side of the IV drip and pulls you into his chest, pressing a kiss to your temple.

“Cos, as I told you at the time, I’d be very happy to revisit some of your ideas when you’re feeling better…" He moves his lips down, whispering in your ear. "..Mrs Kennedy.”

--

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[maxphilippa]

My Mephone4 post II gijinka with + without traits! (Or how I draw him on the hcs I have with my friends).

Here's some data about him:

- After all of the events in the show and managing to hide himself from Meeple, Mephone4 has been staying at Hotel OJ, being roomates with Microphone, Knife and Pickle, and has been trying to get comfortable with himself.

- He's a cat/bird hybrid! However, thanks to Test Tube, his wings have feathers now, but he can't fly due to the fact that on the past his wings were holograms and only were used to soften his falls. However, his wings, his tail and ears are all pretty soft and help him in other ways. As well, his wings can harden, and his hands/paws can have claws.

- They're bisexual, genderfluid (he/they/she), and polyamorous!

- Matching necklaces with Mic, Knife and Pickle.

- Has a matching friendship bracelet with Cabby.

- Once he was on good terms with Trophy, he helped him to dye his hair. He's pretty happy with how he looks.

- Although that is his most common outfit, he also often steals/borrows clothes from his roomates. Not that they mind.

- Test Tube upgraded and fixed her body after the events in both season finales, although Mephone4 had some upgrades themselves, the reason as to why Mephone4 didn't feel comfortable with changing/upgrading their body was because. He didn't feel like it was his body due to all that happened, and quickly regrets the changes that he had done to it. However, he ends up accepting that it is.

- He got the Meeple logo removed thanks to Test Tube as well! They're still figuring out what symbol he'd have, but his thinking of an star.

- Going to therapy. (Fucking FINALLY).

- Can hide their traits! But usually shows them since he is pretty comfortable at the Hotel now, often hides them with strangers.

- Mephone4 has fur on his chest and in other parts of his body, and, he can hide them. Unlike Mic's feather fluff, his can come out mostly on command, but obviously they can be triggered by him being happy.

- He IS pretty strong and even if he is pretty against violence, Test Tube upgraded him a lot in order to be more prepared for anything that could hurt him. You know. Just in case.

- Sometimes he feels strings in his neck due to him getting stabbed there and the USB collar getting on him.

- His paw beans are squishy and soft.

- Is trying to reconnect with MePad and trying to apologize to Toilet.

Art tags:

@burgycreeper405-blog @lilacs-stash @cookiepop-cat (sorry for the tag i think you like this guy) @novaazurite @salachy-part-two @emmkitt @spiritmander13 @odddelorean @cookieseals @po1sonus-p4rtynoob @www-starlight-dot-com @hamsterslover @smudgefan77 @cheechdog1 @kittyyoutuber1234 @voshimord @kp-does-suff @facelessthefreak @ilovethetalkingclock @boxiidragonx @yourfriendlyshapeshiftermonsters @devycolamy @anobjectshowguy @wowwzaaxei-aster @twosnails4eva @toipadisms @peppermintz-25 @rubysundaey @clwntwn @darkstalkers-scroll @sansfanboy2023 [i think you like mephone4 /silly]

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