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asukamood · 3 months

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Transfer (BTH)

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Previous Part – Next Part

First part

This post is part of the Bad Things Happen series.

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I was planning to write this a little while later but since I’ve understood that many people were very fond of this series (especially on Tumblr) I’ve decided to prioritize that one instead.

If you have not yet seen the post entitled Target Syndrome, I advise you to go read it as it will enable you to understand some parts of this one-shot that could seem confusing otherwise.

Enjoy your reading once again!

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Warnings: Implied past self-harm (not specified which)

Synopsis: “It won’t be of any problem.” A pause. “I... apologize about not being able to prevent this.” If he was initially talking to Randy, he was now looking at Hacker. He had never taken the time to apologize before, even if he felt like it was needed.

They stayed like that for a few seconds, looking each other in the eyes.

“...” Hacker eventually turned away. “You are not at fault.”

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When Finch pushed the door to Hacker’s room open, he was met with three pairs of eyes looking at him. The first had two hazy dark blue irises blinking at him, barely processing his presence while the other two, narrowed, bright red and alert, snapped toward him.

He tilted his head down to show he was here in peace, resulting in Bobby and Randy relaxing.

“Hello.” He eventually said, the greeting soon shot back to him. “I’m glad that everything seems to be going well, have you had the time to talk?”

“Hacks keeps zoning out.” Bobby admitted, glancing worryingly at said man before turning his attention back to Finch. “But yeah, we were pretty much done with the main topics.”

“You seem to have something on your mind, son. Is there something you want to tell us?” Randy interjected, startling Finch. Was it that obvious or did Randy just have a knack for that sort of thing? He did remember Hacker mentioning an ‘uncanny accuracy’ when it came to guessing whether he or Bobby had something to say to him.

“I just thought you would want to be informed of Hacker’s transfer.” As expected, that seemed to pique their interest. Even Hacker seemed to come back to focus, saying nothing but staring at Finch with an interested look, nonetheless. Finch brushed off the vague weird feeling he got as he realized he had never really heard the other being so silent.

“Where is he going to go? And when?” Randy asked immediately, Bobby adding that they better make sure nothing happens this time, a scary expression displayed on his face.

Hacker motioned for the two to calm down. “He didn’t even say anything yet, chill out.” Bobby turned to him, scratching his neck as he muttered an apology.

“It’s fine, I understand the concern.” Finch reassured, clearing his throat. “He should be moving as soon as he recovers to... erm...” As he was faced with the expectant look of the three others, Finch found himself thinking on how in the world he was supposed to say it without the whole dilemma sounding strange.

Finally giving up on it, he finally confessed that Hacker would be moved to his house.

Silence ensued, in which Bobby and Randy both turned to Hacker with the same pointed and warning look. Said man deadpanned at them.

“I can hardly make a normal conversation; do you think I have the capacity to start screwing around?” He hissed, irritated as he looked away. Finch was unsure whether he should see that as good news or unwelcome news.

“In our defense, you totally would.” Bobby retorted; his arms crossed around his chest.

“... Well, yeah I would but I am really not in the mood.” Randy just gave him pats him on the head, the younger man leaning into it.

“Could I trouble you to update us on Hacker’s condition once in a while?” Randy asked, choosing to ignore the conversation his two kids were having next to him. “I know you would be unlikely to do anything stupid, but I cannot help but worry still.”

“It won’t be of any problem.” A pause. “I... apologize about not being able to prevent this.” If he was initially talking to Randy, he was now looking at Hacker. He had never taken the time to apologize before, even if he felt like it was needed.

They stayed like that for a few seconds, looking each other in the eyes.

“...” Hacker eventually turned away. “You are not at fault.”

Finch was about to reply before Hacker started letting out painful noises, each one louder than the other. Bobby reached for his shoulder in concern, tapping it lightly as he asked him what the problem was. Randy soon joined him but neither of them received a response as Hacker just kept on cowering on himself.

Eventually though, he did manage to let out that it hurt, bad.

The rest of the conversation was lost as Finch had run out into the hallway, in search of an available doctor.

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The medical team that had hurried into the room once they were informed of what was happening soon came out, whispering among themselves. Ignoring that part for now, Finch approached them.

“How is he now?” The doctor he was speaking to bowed to him once he recognized him before straightening back up.

“We have managed to stabilize him.” He answered, looking back into the room. “Although... He’s the prisoner who is due to be transferred soon, right?” Finch nodded, noting that Randy and Bobby had started listening to the conversation.

“We have discovered something that you would probably want to know.” Finch frowned, what did that look on their faces mean?

“Proceed.” He encouraged.

“Have you ever heard of the disease called ‘Target Syndrome’?” At these words, if Bobby tilted his head on the side with a confused look, Randy’s reaction was much more aggressive as he froze, horror on his facial features.

Not him too, please.

Finch’s frown deepened but he stayed calm as of now. “I have yes, are you sure about this information? A wrong diagnosis of a disease like that...”

The doctor waved his worry away with the back of his hand. “I am aware but there is no doubt about that, we have made a soul screening earlier and these results do not lie. Nothing but the Target Syndrome would cause a soul to look this way.”

“At which stage is he?” Randy suddenly interrupted, the doctor blinking as his widened eyes stared up at the man. How he managed to not see the giant named Randy was an enigma.

“I presume you are close to the patient?” After the confirmation, he seemed to think about it a bit more. “I should not tell you that information but since the situation is this peculiar, I’ll make an exception today. He’s somewhere between Stage 2 and Stage 3, though he is closer to Stage 3 than he is Stage 2.”

Finch and Randy both paled at that, turning Bobby’s confusion into even more concern.

His question answered, the medic turned back to Finch. “We have some leads as to the dosage of medications needed to be prescribed but since we still have our doubts about this method of recovery, we would like to favor the more... ‘casual method’ of recovery if possible. I am unaware of your opinion on this prisoner, nor do I care about what crimes have led him to be put in a cell, I am simply asking you to make sure he would at least be comfortable in this new location.”

He then glanced at Bobby and Randy; the former latched on to the latter’s arm as he continuously asked what that really meant about Hacker. “This does imply to make sure these three will be able to talk as often as possible. I am aware that some restrictions should be put in place but in order to revert to an earlier stage, contact with loved ones is mandatory.” A pause.

“If you are unwilling to do it for his health, do keep in mind that what you will be doing would be another milestone reaching toward the full comprehension of this awful disease that has led many to die in horrific conditions.” Finch nodded, not interrupting in fear of missing out on some information. After witnessing it firsthand, it was hard not to think of how horrible dying from this disease was.

He still wished he could have done something, anything, to help him.

“Is there anything else I should be wary of?” If he was going to do it, he wanted to make sure he would do it well. Maybe this time, he would be able to prevent the death of another friend.

“... You should keep anything that could be harmful to him out of reach, especially when he already has a history regarding such incidents.”

Finch’s eyes narrowed. “Understood.”

The doctor, after some more recommendations, finally left.

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“Strangely, I’m not too surprised about your living room looking so... bland.” Finch frowned as he let his pupils travel the room. He had no idea what Hacker was talking about, his living room looked fine to him.

“Can we focus on more important matters?” He sighed as Hacker went to sit on one of his couches. Even if there was a slight limp in his footsteps, it was still relieving to see that he regained his ability to support himself enough to walk around. “How are you feeling?”

Hacker scoffed at the question. “What happened to the whole ‘I don’t talk to criminals’ attitude? Don’t tell me you are growing soft on me now of all times.”

That was something else Finch noted: his change of behavior. He sounded so much more bitter now.

“I am not. Is it that strange for me to inquire about your well-being?” The other glanced at him as he asked that, in search of any sign of mockery in Finch’s eyes. When he didn’t see any, he simply turned away from him.

“... I don’t know.” He shook his head, why was he acting like that now?

“Anyway,” Finch changed the subject, pointing at the staircase behind him. “Those stairs lead to the bedrooms. The first door on the right is a bathroom but the rest is free to use. You can pick any room you like; it doesn’t really matter to me.”

Hacker raised an eyebrow. “What about your bedroom?” Finch shrugged.

“I mostly just crash on the couch when I’m tired, so I don’t really have an assigned room.” The other gave him a skeptical look but did not comment further. “And over there--” He pointed toward a corridor. “--You can find the kitchen and another bigger bathroom. You are free to use anything in the kitchen as you would like and if you think you may be lacking in something, you can ask for it anytime.”

He nodded again, before pointing toward a computer left in the corner of the room. “What about this thing?”

“I was about to mention it. You can use it.” If Hacker looked numb before, the look of pure shock replaced it immediately.

“What? You’re not joking, are you?” Finch raised an eyebrow.

“When am I ever joking?” He retorted.

“Good point.” He looked happier than he did a few seconds ago, that was surely a good sign. He walked over to the other and handed him a little package.

Confused, Hacker took it and shot him a questioning glance. Finch’s only response was to tell him to open it. He did, not without shooting him a wary glance before his eyes lit up at the contents of said package.

“Is that...?”

“Your phone, yes.” Finch confirmed. “You are free to call Randy, Bobby and Blue as you please, though do keep in mind that I would be able to hear your conversation. I’ve also saved my number on your device, don’t hesitate to call me if you ever need it.”

“... That sounds too good to be true.” Hacker stated. “Are you sure there’s no catch? Like, I’m not going to be beheaded next week, right?” The combination of his voice cracking and the fear in his eyes earned him a horrified look from the officer.

“Of course not!” He exclaimed. “Nothing is going to happen to you, okay? You’re safe here.”

“...”

“I swear.” He quickly added, earning a sigh of relief.

“Okay... I trust you.” He slumped over the couch, his eyes beginning to droop. “Do you mind if I go take a nap? This whole transfer thing had my head spinning.”

“Not at all, go ahead.”

As Hacker closed his eyes, he vaguely remembered being wrapped in a blanket.

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isame-allen · 2 months

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I am so indecisive that I don’t know what to wip to continue first

So I resulted to doodlin

#I actually have the power rangers pants and I love it #crystal mccrae #dreamswap #ds ink #ds finch #ds hacker #ds cross #ds nightmare #teacher au #barry price #ibvs vantablack #vanta x barry #finch x hacker #ibvs fanta #isaacballz #allen’s crack doodles

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alekspopug48 · 4 months

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DREAMSWAP INFORMAL au, ДС Неформал ау, дизайны персов 2 часть

#art #undertale #андертейл #арт #dreamswap #informal #informal ds #finch #hacker #randy #boddy #ani #x chara #ds chara #chara

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unagidevi · 1 year

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West x Icterid?

*demonic laughter*

Welcome to my AskBox Elem! I know youve asked before but i didnt expect you to ask about west and icterid when we both havent introduced West yet lmao

West is a shared character of elem and mine. But hes mostly Elems character. Icterid is mine. They are basically a duo.

West has a little brother and Elem says hes a savage but i dont think we've decided on a name yet

Little backstory for newcomers, Icterid is a paintedwings/Fink(FinchxInk) shipchild with West as a Bluecode/Bluetooth(HackerxBlue).

Theres more shipkids of cracked ships we made but im waiting to figure out two of the kids designs and Elem draws and explains the other one.

Just so you know, the shipkids I speak of, these are the ships: swrrormare , lustxdream(still thinking of the name, maybe Cupidsarrow?), Bluetooth/Bluecode and lastly Fink/Paintedwings.

These as mentioned are bluetooth and paintedwings so heres west and icterid!

West is an obsessed bastard and icterid ends up injuring him quite a bit but he always comds running back like the lovestruck bitch he is(no offense)

Icterid and Him ended up getting together but before that, the name Nelson is one of two twins from swrrormare. Nelson and Icterid used to be partnees but Nelson would always ditch the other and leave him alone.

One scene i wrote and talked about with Elem was basically explaining about Icterid being sickly on his birthday and he expected Nelson to keep his word. Visiting and comforting him, but that doesnt end up happening and he finds a picture on instagram of the guy with (Twin 2) at the bar quite a few blocks away. Icterid acted up and then ended up getting a message from Finch saying happy birthday and has a present for him. Now West plays a major part becauss he got Icterid the gift and gave it to Finch to give to Icterid.

Just a bit a building and boom! Nelson and Icterids relationship in a nutshell, then with West and Icterid there relationship slowly builds.

Aswell as, if you guys want me to write a Ao3 story on this entire group i can do it. Just let me know!

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xmalereader · 1 year

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Simon Riley X Tall! Male Reader

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Authors note: I caved into this request even though I wasn’t accepting any but couldn’t help but get it done. I tried to give it batman and catwomen vibes but failed miserably. (￣∀￣) anyways, enjoy this shot that I didn’t really try my best on but did what I could to get the story going.

Request: Ghost X Tall! Male Reader that can speak Spanish (it's hella sexy) and tries to teach Ghost some too...

Warnings: Fluff, Spanish language, flirting, masked reader, tall reader, missions, hacker, pas memories, learning, ghost falls for reader, mentions of Alejandro’s past, language, semi short shot, code name: rouge.

Word count: 3.2k

Tags: @guardkeywolf

Laswell had a mission for the a team, fairly simple but also risky. She thought the process would be a lot faster than she thought but instead took notice that the mission she needed to complete was going to be a lot harder than she thought and needed all the help that she could get. She didn’t need strong men but intelligence and the last intelligent person they had was Graves until the betrayal. His skills would’ve come in handy if he didn’t betray them along with Shepard. She instead had to look for an alternate route, one that she felt hesitant to use.

When she arrived in base she was able to get everyone to meet her, standing around a table as the gives everyone a nod of greeting before starting. “Thank you for accepting my offer, I’ve been tracking down Finch for years and had a hard time tracking him until now.” She holds out a folder and sets it in front of everyone, opening and showing them a picture of their target. “Finch operates in Money Laundering. He’s in charge of cleaning the money in order for it to be used and harder to trace.” She explains, setting out the file. “He helps big leaders, gangs, drug dealers, cartels—whoever the hell he can get in contact with, he will work for them. If we can get him then we can get all the intel that we need from people he might know. Target must come back alive.” Her last weird date stern and serious, she couldn’t lose this man nor can she risk getting him killed.

“Very well,” Price is the first to speak up. “How do you want to do this?”

Laswell nods. “Finch will be arriving to a casino in Las Vegas—good place to deal with money when their are so many people around gambling for it. You’ll all need to be undercover, blend in with the crowd and find a way to keep his guards away from him.” She explains, pointing at a few pictures of Finch’s guards that followed him everywhere he went. “Here’s the tricky part, he has total control of surveillance. If he takes notice of anything then it’s over for us.”

“So, how do we get through without getting caught by cameras?” Soap is the one to ask this time, raising a brow at her as she softly grins at the man. “I know someone who can help us.” She digs into her bag and pulls out another folder, showing the boys before sliding it over to Price first, who takes the folder and reads through it.

“He goes by Rouge—slippery bastard but will help us. He’s a hacker, can easily slip in out of anything.” She stands up straight and crossed her arms over her chest as she watched them carefully, passing the folder to each other as they read through the information and background. “He first hacked into the pentagon at the age of twelve, later at the age of fourteen he would hack into many wealthy companies and steal their personal information along with selling it. The kid got 5 companies to file for bankruptcy and nearly a hundred people were arrested for illegal information.”

Ghost takes the file next, eyes scanning the information as they land on a small picture clicked on the corner, his eyes narrowing as he takes in the other man’s features. Before he could hand the folder back to Laswell she speaks up fast. “Ghost, your mission is to keep a close eye on him and to protect him at all costs.” She refers to the hacker.

Ghost grunts, setting the folder down on the table. “Does he know how to use a gun?” He wants to make sure that the kid could at least defend himself or know how to fight. “He can handle a gun.” Laswell smiles back at ghost before she looks at everyone else. “Very well, he will be arriving tomorrow. Be prepared.” She instructed before giving them one last nod and leaving the room, giving them time to get ready for their new mission.

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Simon wasn’t too happy that he’d have to sit back and take care of a new recruit. He wasn’t one to babysit rookies but Laswell had pulled him aside after their meeting and told him that their hacker was a slippery one and loved to escape their grip. The kid was smart and could easily steal millions without anyone noticing. Simon questioned himself as to why they haven’t arrested the rookie or perhaps kept a close eye on him? He wasn’t given a reason and he’d rather not ask why. Simon stayed back at base to wait for the hackers arrival while the others got ready, it was until Soap came out to join him when he asked. “Think the new guy knows what he’s doing?”

Simon sighs deeply and shrugs. “Not sure, let’s hope he doesn’t mess up our mission.” He wouldn’t want to deal with the rookies mess if he were to create one for himself. Both him and Soap watched as a plane comes down, landing near them as the two stood back and watched, the door slide open. The first thing the two men took notice of their new teammate was his height, he was around the same height as ghost, perhaps slightly taller by a few inches but he didn’t seem too intimidate. In fact, the new rookie wore all black with a case in hand, grinning at the two as he approached them. “Gentleman.” His voice was soft but also filled with a teasing tone, ghost knew he wasn’t going to like him.

Soap was the first to speak up. “Good to see ya! I’m soap, you’re the one they call rouge?” He questions. While the other nods. “Some call me Rouge others call me Fox.” He suddenly says, giving soaps hand a shake and eyeing Ghost up and down before focusing back to soap. “Fox?”

“You’ll know when you see my work.” Rouge answers, hand on his hip as he looks over his shoulder to see the other team members exiting the building. The first thing rouge does when the rest of the group approaches is pull Alejandro into a hug while the other laughs and slaps his hand against his shoulder. “Look at you! Portándote bien?”

“Como no?”

The two laugh at each other before pulling away. Simon glanced at the two, obviously knowing that the two had some sort of connection to each other but what surprised ghost the most was that the rookie spoke Spanish. He didn’t sound like he was learning, more like he was raised with it as a slight accent is hard in his words.

“It’s been too long, causing trouble again?” Alejandro added while Y/n smiles widely at his old friend. “I’m always causing trouble, because of my trouble I’m here to help you boys. Laswell caught me up on everything and thinks I can help with getting your guy.” He waves his case around, showing them his tools. “Good, we need someone like you.” Alejandro chuckles, giving the other a large smile.

“Good, now.” Price speaks up from the group. “Laswell already gave us the plans, let’s get ready and start heading out. Ghost—you and rouge should head down to the casino first, get in and find a safe place to stay hidden while Rouge does his own magic.”

Rouge smirks. “Si, Señor.”

That gets everyone moving, separating into different vehicles that they plan to take to Vegas. Rouge follows ghost towards their own car, getting up front as he sets his case on his lap, smiling softly to himself as ghost sighs deeply. “Let’s get this done quickly.” He states, starting the car up and driving away from base while Rouge opens his case and pulls out his laptop.

He flips it open and tries away, chewing on his lip as he focused on getting through the building and perhaps a map of the building. Ghost would glance over to him every few seconds before asking. “What are you doing?”

“I’m checking for a blind spot.” He mutters out, tilting his head to the side. “Hm, the bathroom is one but it’ll be too crowded—too many people will come and go. Perhaps the security room?”

“Too dangerous—we can’t get anyone else involved into our mission.”

“Fine.” He continues to check for any other blind spots, scanning the floor and frowning. “We can do the roof.” He points out. “There’s a skylight on the casino, big enough for us to stay hidden and no cameras up there. If their are guards then we simply take them down and I’ll be able to work on peace. No one will get in our way and I have a clear view of the floor below me.” He explains, showing Ghost his laptop and an image of the skylight.

Ghost only gives it a glance before agreeing to the idea. The other man smiles softly and returns back to typing as he checks for any other alternates in case the skylight doesn’t, jumping softly to himself as he mumbled under his breath. “Todavía no.” He sighs to himself before closing his laptop and slipping it back inside the case. Ghost side eyes him before focusing back on the road, his hand gripping the steering wheel and asks.

“How do you and Alejandro know each other?”

Rouge hums. “Oh? Estas curioso?” He raises a brow.

“No.”

Rouge laughs at his response, throwing his head back and smiling widely. “I helped me with some personal matters, we tend to get in debt with each other.” He doesn’t provide much detail about their relationship, keeping it a secret from him. He didn’t need to tell Ghost further details about his own personal life, it was dangerous and could get him caught if he were to do anything that was considered illegal. He’d rather be safe and not spread too much information about himself which is why his file was so small when Laswell presented it to the boys, only giving his code name along with his skills. The rest was either a mystery to everyone or perhaps a lie in order to keep his identity hidden.

“I’m guessing this personal matter was something illegal.” Ghost decides to speak up again, pulling rouge out of his thoughts as he turns to face the other. He shakes his head in response to ghosts statement. “It wasn’t bad, I was simply helping a friend.” He shrugs his shoulders. “Alejandro did teach me a few things—“ he laughs. “His mother taught me Spanish, she’d force me to speak it when I’m around her and I learned to speak it fluently. She’d also get pissed when Alejandro taught me how to swear around her.” It was a fond memory that he treasured. The sound of an elderly women cussing out her son as she waved a wooden spoon while chasing him around. The women may be old in age but she still had some stamina in her when it came towards disciplining her children.

“I’m trying to learn—been getting dragged around a lot in Mexico and had grown to the language.” Ghost admits.

This gets rouges attention. “Really? Perhaps I can teach you along the way.” He offers, sitting up in his seat and thinks. “You can understand it?”

“A little.”

“Perfect, how about I just speak it every once an awhile before switching back to English. I heard that it helps.”

Ghost thinks about the idea before agreeing with the other man. He’s been around the others for awhile that he’s grown to know a few Spanish words that were repeated around frequently. He understands the language but can’t speak it. In truth, he only asked to learn since he enjoyed the sound of the other man’s voice whenever he spoke the language, soft and seductive and it lured ghost to the man.

“Muy bien—“ Rouge checks the watch on his wrist. “En dos horas llegamos a Las Vegas. Once we get there I’ll make sure that we get inside undetected and onto the roof while the others get ready for tonight.” Rouge had seen the others disguise and how they had to blend in with the other guards or as civilians who were coming in to gamble while both he and ghost remained on the roof.

“You don’t wear a vest.” Ghost suddenly points out since he was wearing all black and some leather gloves sticking out of his pocket.

“Don’t need it, el disfraz que yo tengo puesto es suficiente.” Rouge blended well in the shadows, staying hidden from the publics eyes. He could get the job done and escape without leaving a trace of himself behind. He made sure to make no mistakes when on the job.

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When they arrived to the casino they made sure to park in the back, waiting quietly as they watched the others enter the casino. The streets of Vegas were full, everyone either drinking or spending their money while they gamble. Rouge wasn’t one for parties but he didn’t mind gambling for some money or just taking money from the rich.

Looking through his scope he watched as the group got inside, signaling that it was there turn to move. Rouge puts his scope away and turns to ghost. “Listo?” He asks and gets a nod in response. Rouge grins, slipping on his own face mask to cover up the bottom half of his face, holding his case close as the two step out of the car and into the dark alleyways. The streets were dark and everyone was too intoxicated to take notice of the two of them as they climbed onto the roof top.

Rouge is the first to reach the top, hiding in the dark as he checks for any guards. “Esta seguro.” He whispers to ghost who followed after him. The two moving low and quiet as they reach the skylight, below them is the casino and gives them both a good view of the entire place. He smiles under his own mask and turns to ghost, leaning close to the other man as he whispers near his ear.

“Keep an eye out, yo hago lo demás.”

His words cause a shiver to run down ghosts spine as he watched Rouge sit near the skylight and open his case, pulling out his laptop and hacking into security. “Child’s play.” Rouge scoffs, easily getting into the security and getting access to all cameras and security numbers. “Ya entre.” He shows his laptop to ghost, showing him the surveillance footage.

Ghost raised his brows, impressed by his work. “Didn’t think it would be that easy.”

“no siempre es fácil.”

Ghost holds his gun in hand, ready for anything. “Para ti si es.” His Spanish is a little choppy and with a hint of his accent. His sudden words surprise Rouge who's eyes widen as he chuckles, clapping his hands twice. “Mirate! Ya andas aprendiendo, mi fantasma.”

Ghosts face heats up at his last words. He coughs and clears his throat, focusing back on the mission as Rouge worked on the cameras. He sat on the floor, leaning against the wall and focused on the computer in-front of him. “You know—this guy your getting why not get him when he’s alone? He’s been around many places without guards but you pick the casino out of all places.”

“We need to make sure that we catch him in the act when he launders money. Who knows what else he’s doing.”

Rouge frowns deeply under his mask. “Yeah, who knows.” His eyes cast down, staring down at the casino and watched people gamble. He watched the rich gamble away their money that they had no need for. He’s seen the way they’ve handled their money, too much to us that instead of giving it to those in need they become selfish and keep it for themselves. He sighs deeply and turns back to the cameras and takes notice of their target while the boys made a move to get him. Rouge sets his laptop to the side and comes to a stand, getting ghosts attention. “Mi haces un favor?”

“What is it?”

Rouge moves past him, going around the skylight. “Can you stand here and keep an eye from here? I took notice of a few escape routes for our target and in case he takes one I want to make sure that you take notice.”

“Wouldn’t the cameras show you?”

“Their blind spots and I wouldn’t be able to see.” He responds back and watched as ghost walks over to him, standing in a new area while rouge grins under his mask. “Gracias.” He stood close to ghost as he whispered his gratitude to him. Ghost tries to focus on his task while Rouge goes back to his laptop on the other side of the skylight, picking it up and typing away as he listens to the comms.

He looks down below at the casino. “And…lights out.” He pressed a key on his laptop as the lights go dark and the room goes into chaos as everyone panics while the guards grow cautious of the lights going out. Their comms go off while ghost grows confused.

“Soap, do you copy? What’s going on down there!” He shouts into his comm but gets no response, he can hear them but they can’t hear him. “What—?” He looks up to see rouge by the edge of the roof, mask removed as he gives ghost a Cheshire grin. “Adois, mi fantasma.” He gives him a wink and jumps off the building, disappearing into the crowded streets blow a ghost cursed under his breath.

He checks his vest to see that his comm was turned off, he’d thought he had it one this whole time. He’s quick to turn the comms back on and quickly gets in touch with the others.

“Ghost, how copy? Dammit ghost are you there?” He hears Soap call for him.

He turns to his comm and glared, before he can respond back the lights are back on in the casino. He growls in anger. “Copy, rouge escaped.” Laswell had warned him.

“Hijo de puta.” He hears Alejandro sigh out in frustration through the comms. “Did we get finch?” Ghost asks the real important question, wanting to make sure that their target was alive.

“No, he escaped.” Said Soap.

Ghost huffs angrily, making his way towards the edge of the roof and to make his way down. Once he reaches the bottom of the steps he finds the car still in the same place, meaning that rouge had escaped by foot. He walks up to the car and pulls the door open, supposed to see Finch tied up and gagged on the passenger seat. The man is unconscious and with a note stuck to its forehead.

Ghost rounds the car and opens the door, removing the note and reading it to himself.

“Para mi fantasma.”

Ghost laughs, shaking his head as he comms the others and let’s them know that their target was secure and alive. He ignored their questions of disbelief through the comms and focused back on the note in his gloved hand. “Fucking hell.”

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foxxism · 1 month

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how do we feel ab Colton x Hacker x Finch

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saturns7ringsinspace · 1 month

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do you ship anything in dreamswap :3

yes!! I am a hugeee multishipper. I ship pretty much everything except dream x cross and error x blue. Obviously no ships with Randy or Bobby either. My favorite ships are probably Hacker x Finch, Dream x Finch, or Blue x Dream :)

#dreamswap #ships #ds finch #dreamswap finch #dreamswap dream #ds dream #saturnposts #asks for saturn #ds hacker #ds blue #ds bobby #ds randy #ds error #ds cross #anon asks

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evilforgood999 · 1 year

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What about Finch x Blue, Cross x Finch or Hacker x Error?

Finch and Blue are the most well-mannered (not counting the Dream of course) so their company would be balanced

At the expense of the second - Finch is collected and reasonable, Cross is a jerk without a brain cell and as a result would have pissed Finch off in the first 10 min (this is not a record. He can piss off a Dream in 2)

Hacker and Error are more like buddies who get stoned together from time to time, but if they were in a relationship it would be the most chill guys of all🤙

#dreamswap #ask me!

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internationalteaparty · 1 year

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look why be original. poi for the ask thingy? :)

Favorite character: if you know me you know it gotta be Root my beloved the love of my life the best killer for hire hacker

Funniest character: the core cast all have their funny moments so I can't pick but if outside of core cast, Leon Tao

Best-looking character: Root and Shaw, Carter, Zoe

3 Favorite ships: Root/Shaw is my only romantic kind of ship, I like Mayhem Twins platonically, and Carter & John, oh and Root & TM

Least favorite character: Finch in later seasons

Least favorite ship: hmm John x Shaw I guess

Reason why I watch it/why I started watching it: I saw some gifs of Root and Shaw (later on I will know it's from 4x11 haha pain) and I was looking for a show to watch over winter break. I like that it's a procedural show (a number per ep except for season finales) so I can watch one or two eps every week bc I was busy with school work. I like the writing and the characters and how competent they are all

Thanks for the ask!!

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starryelem · 1 year

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I feel like I should introduce someone. . . Oh yeah! Meet;

West "Cyphertext" Bradford

West is the ship child between Hacker and Blue.

He was created like- 4 weeks ago by me and my best friend @unagidevi !

As any ship child between a main character and a side character,you gotta give him some trauma but the bad thing is that his parents are nice and he has a pet cat. So that’s no place to put trauma,so . . . We chose to make the others give him trauma. And by others I mean other ship children.

Now to some fun facts or stuff you should know to be able to use West with ease

•When too emotional he will have blocks fall out of his eyes like they are tears but it is quite painful so unless he actually cries he will be in complete pain.

•When very happy,West will jump up and down clapping his hands in joy and delight.

•West likes to keep things that used to belong to his parents as a way to always feel safe when he isn’t around them or is alone. Examples; Googles that used to belong to Hacker, Hacker’s jacket, earrings Blue always used to wear (Hacker doesn’t mind giving his stuff to West but Blue doesn’t have much to give)

•West almost always is smiling,even when crying.

•West is pansexual,but he prefers men a lot more then woman and other (I’m talking 97% men and like 1.5 woman, 1.5 other).

•Unlike Hacker and Blue,he isn’t straight up with his flirting and instead tries to do thoughtful things to make the person like him. But he is still HELLA dirty minded in many ways and will sometimes express it and make jokes.

•West drives a motorbike but no one (except his parents) knew about it until he started dating Icterid and felt more confident.

•West isn’t manipulative and instead he’s quite kind and willing to help,he does get tired when you keep annoying him to help you so he might hurt you without you noticing (as in plan for you to do a mistake and so on)

•West is a simp,probably the biggest one to exist since he would sacrifice himself just for his lover no matter what the cost is. He also doesn’t see red flags and no matter how much he gets hurt by his lover,he will still love his lover

•When stressed,West gets these light blue and light green lines running down his back,they burn and basically feel like he’s getting cut over and over. Not only that but little blue and green blocks appear as well,on his hands,arms, face and basically everywhere else,these blocks itch and when you touch the little area of skin they are on,they will start to bleed.

•West has scars from past bullying by Nelson (Nightmare x Error ship child) and Ictred (Finch x Ink ship child)

•West LOVES Ictred and no matter how many times he gets rejected by him,he always runs back to him and forgives him.

•West loves his parents,he would rather blame himself for their mistakes then blame them.

•West cares for his looks,staying fit,making sure his heath is stable and not pushing his body too much are standard practices.

•West apologizes a LOT,even when it isn’t his mistake let alone a mistake.

•When West uses too much magic(to open portals and so on) his eye starts glitching and his memory becomes blurry and he can’t remember anything. That’s why he has a whiteboard in his room and a 24/7 working reminder app.

•West can’t lie under pressure,his backs will get those strings and if he’s really stressing he will starts glitching.

•West doesn’t hate or like blood,if it doesn’t touch him,it’s alr.

•West loves spicy food,just feed him jalapeños if he’s upset with you.

•West loves physical affection,it’s a must on a daily basis.

All and all,West is polite,you just gotta think 'what would someone who believes people change after one mistake do?' And you got West.

His relationship with Icterid (who he is a duo with) has a lot of development. Icterid used to date Nelson who is an asshole and saw joy in hurting West,after Ictreid finally noticed how toxic Nelson is and gathering some courage, he left him and that’s when the two started to get along.

West in flat colors

(Made by my good friend @unagidevi )

#dreamswap #dreamswap hacker #dreamswap blue #ds hacks #bluetooth #west cypher-text bradford #ds community

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modded-deathz · 1 year

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What are some facts and backstories of the other bloodlust dreamswap characters(blue, ink, cross, error, Randy, bobby, hacker, finch, Ani, Xchara)

(X chara just doesn’t exist, well, not relevant to the story)

Blue/Smog, he still has the same old story, abusive brother blah blah blah! Now his brother haunts him

Ink/Acrylic.. same thing, just hates everything and smokes fat blunts time to time, lol, 24/7

Cross/Hematite remains the same just really beaten from vulture

Error remains the same.. they just become blind because their eyeballs plopped out

Randy/Headshot Bobby/Claw and hacker/Lancet all have the same stories! They just are very aware of what’s going on, but they are really one of the only healthy ones if I say so myself. (Randy just had an accident with his head, we’ll get into that another time.

Finch/Thrush again same story, just very aware of what the town and vulture are like.

Ani/Phantasm uhh, Their story will be a puzzle, so you need to find out ;)

#chaos #bl!dreamswap #nutshell #them in a nutshell #we are writing a story for this currently #I’ll have us write side stories for everyone else #love y’a #ask

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asukamood · 9 months

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Lust (BTH)

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Previous post — Next post

First post

This post is part of the Bad Things Happen series.

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Warnings: Suggestive? implied violence/torture (waterboarding to be exact), blood, strong language, triggered PTSD, and panic attack.

Synopsis: “I do not think I really need to say that you are both ‘excused’ from your duties at Justice Reigns.” The woman looked away, biting her lip. While she did look upset, at least she had the awareness and wits to not add anything lest it complicates the already messy situation they were in.

Wits, that her accomplice clearly did not possess.

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“I suppose I don’t need to spell to you how much in trouble you two are?” Dream’s voice seemed to echo in the empty room, his arms crossed around his chest and eyes icy cold as he stared down at the two trembling cowards in front of him. “You really have some nerves to come report in my office that nothing is wrong while doing something as heinous as this behind my back.”

Each of his words was laced with venom and the sharpness of his voice felt like each word was being stabbed into them. They could do nothing but nod.

“I do not think I really need to say that you are both ‘excused’ from your duties at Justice Reigns.” The woman looked away, biting her lip. While she did look upset, at least she had the awareness and wits to not add anything lest it complicates the already messy situation they were in.

Wits, that her accomplice clearly did not possess.

He snapped his head upward with a loud and incredulous ‘What?!’ that had the woman giving him her best horrified expression. Before she could hope to stop him, he let out one of the most ridiculous and offensive sentences that Blue had ever heard being said to Dream under his nose.

“You can’t do that!” Blue took back anything he said about this man being smart, all the preparation he witnessed has been the work of luck instead. “Making criminals pay for their actions is what you are aiming for, right? We only acted like you wanted us to!”

Blue visibly cringed at the hopeful eyes of the idiot who just uttered those words. Thinking that this could possibly please Dream in any way was not even a skill issue at this point, Blue was starting to wonder just how in the world he had gotten this job.

He turned to glance at Dream who was definitely having trouble restraining himself from doing something Blue would not like to witness. Such as a stab, to name a few.

“So, betraying my trust, ganging up on one criminal while letting the others get anything they wanted as long as said criminal was being tormented, letting others in our hold run free for a little while and causing trouble was what I wanted you to do?” Dream raised an eyebrow, his tone even more venomous somehow.

At least the former master of the dungeons realized his mistake as he looked down. Seeing that Dream was even more pissed now, his assistant seemed to have finally given up any kind of dignity or loyalty she had.

“I didn’t want to do it!” she suddenly exclaimed, making the other snap his head toward her. “I did not want to, but he forced me to! He said he would get my husband jailed if I did not cooperate with him! Please, My Lord, you must believe me!”

“You bitch! You are speaking nonsense, you agreed to that from the beginning! You said you would do it because of--”

“You’re the one lying!” Dream’s non-existent patience was really starting to run thin.

“SILENCE!” He shouted, which had both jumped and lowered their head again, shaking. At least it worked to shut them up. “I do not know what made both of you think you had even the slightest chance of bargaining or whatever pitiful convincing this was but let me stop you there. I do not have the patience or time to deal with such childish banter.”

“Although, you might be interested to hear of the reasons as to why all of this happened. Won’t you hear me out for that one?” As he spoke, Blue intertwined his hand with Dream, smirking as he stared into the man’s eyes.

Dream glanced at him. “Proceed.”

“You see, these two happen to be quite... interested in us.” Blue really enjoyed the look of both anger and fear in the other’s eyes. “You’ve heard in the recording as well as I have that they’ve been targeting Hacker to get to me but really, the only thing I’ve done to them is steal you, from her--”

He did not break eye contact with the furious traitor. “--and rejected his advances, must have been quite the blow to his pride.”

He smirked as his hands curled into fists by his side, utterly humiliated.

Meanwhile, Dream’s death glare was now mixed with another emotion: disappointment.

“So, you’ve done this for the sake of petty unrequited desires?” They both shuddered as they met his gaze. He narrowed his eyes as they did not even try to deny it. “Choose the right words to beg for your lives and I might reconsider your punishment.” After he was done delivering his final warning, he turned to Blue, his eyes immediately softening.

Perhaps, that should not have made Blue’s knees get weak, but he could not help it.

God, he loved his angel boy so much.

He squeezed his hand before letting go of it. “Go wait for me in my office, okay? I will be back soon.”

Blue smiled, nodding. Then, as if it were to deal the duo a final blow, he got on his toes and leaned in to plant a small kiss on the other’s cheek, who flushed a little. “See you in ten minutes!”

He then skipped out of the room, feeling even lighter than he ever had before.

***

The first thing that Finch noticed when he pushed the door open was the fact that Hacker was awake, his eyes half-lidded but opened, nonetheless. In all honesty, it must have been the first time he had seen him awake since his last visit.

The noise made him turn his head. As Finch stepped into the room and closed the door behind him, Hacker had the time to twitch his lips upward in a smile. “Hey.”

“Hello.” His voice still sounded quite strange, but at least it was better than before. “How are you feeling?”

Hacker shrugged as he rolled onto his side to get a better view of Finch. “Weird but hey, at least I don’t feel like dying anymore, improvement!” He tried to laugh but it ended in him somehow choking and getting caught in a violent fit of coughs.

Finch panicked, about to open the door to get a nurse, a doctor, really anyone who knew about that kind of stuff. “I’m fine!” Hacker halted the thought in between coughs, holding his hand in the air like he was intending to grab Finch’s sleeve to stop him.

Obviously though, there was no way it would work out, but the thought was there at least.

“I still think it would be wiser to get someone to check on you, I’m positive that coughing out blood is not a good sign.” Hacker’s attempt at hiding it by shoving his tainted hand under the blanket did not go unnoticed, he supposed it would have been expected though.

“No, really! I am fine, there is no need to call anyone!” He insisted, grabbing a tissue from the new box Jasper put in his room last time he was there. “It happens from time to time but I’m okay, you can ask Jasper next time you see him, he’ll agree with me!”

Finch still seemed somewhat hesitant, but he did stay in the room. “If you say so, if I find out you’re lying to me though, be prepared to face the consequences.”

“Oh no, a hot cop is threatening to punish me whatever shall I do?” Hacker snickered, eyes drooping again.

“... I’m leaving.” Finch turned his back to Hacker before taking a step closer to the door, his hand already on the doorknob when Hacker called out to him.

“No wait--” Hacker surged forward, his hand reaching out to grab Finch’s sleeve. The latter’s eyes widened as he turned around, just in time to notice Hacker’s body tipping toward the ground due to the sudden weight shift.

Now, in Finch’s defense he did try to catch him but there was only so much one could do to compete with gravity, especially when the falling one was already awfully close to the ground.

Hacker’s body crashed into the ground, headfirst, in a loud thud that was soon followed by a sharp cry of pain from the man himself. Finch cursed as he crouched down next to him, the latter having curled in a trembling ball, holding his ribs with one arm.

He helped him sit up, frowning as he realized that Hacker’s breath was coming into short and fast labored pants, eyes teary.

He must have fallen onto one of his healing injuries.

Finch was already dreading trying to explain why this happened to Jasper when he promised him, he would be careful.

He extended his hand toward Hacker again to help him back onto his bed before said one’s eyes widened as he slapped Finch’s hand away with pure fear displayed on his face. “DON’T TOUCH ME!”

Finch stepped back in shock from the outburst as Hacker backed away as far as he could before his back hit the bed. He held his head with his hands after that, sniffing. “I didn’t even do anything to you, why are you doing this to me?”

Realization slowly sneaked in.

He must have forgotten where he was after hitting his head and the fact he was hurting probably did not help. The sight of his Justice Reigns uniform must have been the last blow needed to trigger some sort of PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder).

His mind started racing for what to do as Hacker’s breath started to get even messier, indicating he was most likely to pass out any time soon if he was not going to calm down. In a flash, he got out of his jacket and tried to approach him slowly, talking to him in a calm voice to try and soothe him.

Since he did not push him away, he assumed it was fine to wrap his fingers around his forearm.

He was quickly proved wrong.

“noNONONONO-” Hacker screamed as he tried to get away from Finch’s grip, any progress on his breathing thrown out of the window as he started sobbing. “Please please don’t drown me again, I’ll do anything just--”

His ramble was cut short when he gasped as Finch pulled him into a hug. He stuttered in confusion, eyes wide as he looked over to him.

“I won’t do anything to you, alright?” He was not fond of hugs, but at least it calmed Hacker down. Through their clothes, he could feel the violent beating of the other’s heart subsiding ever so slightly. “Just, take a deep breath for now. You are safe, you are fine.”

Hacker pulled in a shaky breath.

***

The door to Dream’s office opened to reveal the owner of said office looking calmer than he had been all week. At his sight, Blue waved enthusiastically at him from his spinning chair. “Dream! You are back!”

He let a small smile appear on his face as he made his way toward Blue who got off the chair, before he slipped down onto the chair. “So much time wasted.” He sighed, eyeing his watch in disapproval.

“I wouldn’t really call that a waste of time.” Blue hummed as he hugged the other from behind. “Did you kill them?” At the question, Dream scoffed.

“No, but I did want to. Seeing their faces makes me sick.” Blue smirked. That was exactly what he wanted to hear.

“In that case, why don’t you leave them in that abandoned warehouse at the outskirts of Justice Reigns? You could get someone to guard them for you while you think about a proper punishment.” Dream tapped his chin in though, pondering his options.

Ultimately, he nodded.

“You’re right, at least this will spare me the headache of hearing them whine about their predicament.”

Blue’s smile widened. “You could get Finch on it, it’s not like you had anything planned for him today!”

He nodded at the suggestion again, falling right into Blue’s hands as always.

#dreamswap #ds dream #ds blue #drueswap #ds dreamberry #ds drue #ds drueswap #dreamswap dream #dreamswap blue #dreamswap hacker #dreamswap finch #jasper #ship #Hinch #finch x hacker #bad things happen

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