#cellphone fixing

[why-bless-your-heart]

Throwing a temper tantrum because it makes sense for cellphone equivalents to exist in sci-fi but I hate them.

[sofiiel]

Dancing with Robin:

She has got a big dazed smile on her face, and it took some time to coax her into slipping her hand around your waist.

You move closer to her little by little as she seems nervous and a little anxious.

You practiced before at home together lots of times, she wasn't so stiff there. But this was different, this was public. It was outside the safe bubble you two created at your homes.

Here people were judging, gawking, were you friends? Why is she holding her like that?

You feel Robin's hands start to sweat with every step closer you take. Her dazed smile starts to fade as her gaze slips towards on lookers.

While you understand her worry, you can't hide the pain you feel.

Robin's eyes slide back to you when she feels you step back. Your hands move almost robotically to hold her at arms length, resting on her shoulders.

It feels like a knife in her chest as she watches you look down at your feet. Robin knows you well enough to know that means you're hiding.

Not from the world around you but from her. You're hiding your own pain to make sure she's comfortable.

Robin shakes her head slightly whispering "don't" throat cracked voice. She stops swaying and you do too.

Her arms snake around you and pull you to her, flush against her body.

You look up at Robin in shock while she let's a shaken smile inch onto her lips.

You find yourself lost in her eyes as she moves her face closer. Her forehead leans pressed to yours. She's trying to block out the world as she murmurs "I'm sorry."

Again she pulls you closer and nuzzles your cheek with her nose. Robin begins to sway to the music her hips drawing your to join her. As she moves her feet you follow her lead.

"they don't matter anymore, old habits die hard. And yeah I'm a little scared..." Robin confesses.

"but I don't ever want to be the reason you look so lost and alone. Not when I'm literally right beside you. I don't want to be your pain, I don't ever want to be that." She goes on.

Robin's hand slips behind your head and gently guides you to rest against her chest.

You smile and snuggle in, you can hear Robin's rushing heart slow as you settle into each other, her rest on top of yours. She starts to smile when she feels your fingers grip at her clothing.

"Thank you, Robin." You whisper.

"I should be the one thanking you. You're setting me free." She replies.

You two continue to dance the world around you fading into a blur.

[nat-20s]

I actually genuinely do think Lois would be fine with Clark also dating Bruce do you know how fucking exhausting it'd be to be in a romance with someone that is like three different men wrapped into one? I think she'd LOVE to be able to be like "ugh i don't feel like dealing with super hero bullshit today I'm tagging in Bruce". Also the tabloids would be funny as fuck.

[eternapocalypse]

Goofy little sideblog about a Pokemon Mystery Dungeon AU that takes place in the mainline series, after a crucial moment in Sword and Shield gets fucked over by the Swords of Justice. Humans die and now the Pokemon world is plagued by dungeons!

Tags below: eterna lore - lore/worldbuilding tag, with bits of character information eterna art - art tag for the au! eterna ramblings - rambling thoughts about the au, may or may not be dubiously canon eterna writing - writing tag for the au! hen.txt - general talking tag w/o any eternapocalypse stuff

Don't be afraid to ask questions I promise I don't bite (ominous)

Content warning for the following: mentions of drug trade/abuse (Berserk Gene), cult/cult behavior, murder, post-apocalyptic setting, general violence

Feel free to block this blog and the eternapocalypse tag if it makes you uncomfortable!

[gender-euphowrya]

the thing about the french government is nobody in it has a fucking brain and every law has loopholes that anyone other than a politician can spot in 4 seconds of thinking about it

[simlishvalley]

I have mixed feelings about sims always using their phones. It is good because that means when it is picture time they are doing something other than deadpan the camera.

On the other hand, when I open my game as a form of chill pill because people insist on being a PITA when a simple conversation would have prevented the whole problem in question to begin with, I don't want to see sims staring at their phones. It is too close to real life for my liking.

There is a conversation about cellphones, whether they can or should be deleted, ect... over on NRAAS. I don't feel like downloading a mod so Retuner to rescue.

I play Medieval timeline. Phones KILL my game. Here's what I do: Click on phone (either in active's inventory - or when I see a townie using theirs) Nraas>Smartphone>DebugEnabler>Object>Disable/Enable interactions>DisableAutonomous. I won't ever click "Disable all" because then the phone can never be recovered (I want the cheaty option there if I need it) and the sim seems broken for a phone.

Hope this is useful to somebody.

[ccx87]

2024 proving to be kind of an asshole year, as after the flu last month, now half my front tooth has seceded

[that-gay-jedi]

So a friend and I were trading war stories from working customer service and I cracked him up by calling the parental controls the cellphone company I used to work for sells a "dictator simulator" it's been 3 days and he's still laughing about it

[mel-mcz]

So I may be away from Tumblr for a few days. But it's just because:

A) I'm currently sleeping in my brother's bedroom – since the ceiling of my own bedroom decided to meet the floor.

II. in the upper bed of the bunker.

3rd - my cellphone decided to nosedive and meet the floor too, in the process meeting the hard wooden edge of the lower bed and shattering it's screen.

So now it's acting like a really old TV when the signal is bad (flicking up and repeating the images, flowing endlessly).

[sodrippy]

they need to start making movies set before 2004, technology flooded society is so boring for plot purposes

[transcriptasareversa]

I love them so much.

[rogueemmy]

I'm willilng to accept their cloud based solution. Humans are human, after all, and easy is always going to win over smart. HOWEVER!

Give me back the memory card port. Not something that I have to take the phone apart for, just a simple side port for a memory card. The cases don't even need the opening, I won't be changing it out daily, and that will protect the inner workings of the device from my pocket lint and key fob.

Not even kidding - I just upgraded my phone, something I don't do very often. But I'd drop this bit of technology in a heartbeat and pay through the nose for an upgrade for simple things like data ports and decent headphone attachments.

smartphone storage plateauing in favor of just storing everything in the cloud is such dogshit. i should be able to have like a fucking terabyte of data on my phone at this point. i hate the fucking cloud

[ariaste]

listen ok so i made some good jokes yesterday about Lestat having an onlyfans but i am back today with a new essay and this one is entitled

Why The Invention Of Social Media Is Going to Permanently Save Loustat's Fucking Marriage

come on this journey with me.

ok so on one hand we have Louis, who does not like to leave the house except when he absolutely fucking has to and even then he resents it. my man wants to be at home with a book 100% of the time and he's so fucking valid for that. When he leaves the house, bad things happen to him. He has learned this and honestly i can't fault his evidence. it sucks out there. it truly incredibly sucks out there.

the problem is that sometimes he is married to lestat, who starts clawing at the walls if people aren't paying attention to him for 12 consecutive seconds, and being Out Of The House is the best place for him to go foraging for People To Pay Attention To Him. my man once had a rock star career the way that some people get addicted to meth brewed in a trashcan in someone's garage. Louis, through no fault of his own, is simply not capable of filling this psychological need no matter how hard he tries, except he should not even HAVE to try like that, because no one can do it, because Lestat is fucked up and like wasn't hugged enough as a child or something

this imbalance in their relationship is the core source of all their marital problems since day 1: THIS man's idea of a good time is chilling on the sofa in silence and maybe staring contemplatively at the wall for a while, and THIS man starts self-destructing at a truly astonishing rate if no one is making eye contact with him. If you make Louis go outside and socialize with people, he's miserable and sulking and whining about "are we done can we go home". If you make Lestat sit in silence in a chair for five minutes he starts crying and claiming that No One Has Ever Loved Him, Ever, Ever, And No One Understands Him, And He Hates Everyone In This House and He Is Being Actively Neglected And Cruelly Mistreated Right Now And No One Even Bothers To Feel Sorry For Him, This Is BASICALLY Domestic Violence Against Him Personally, If Only Anyone Knew About The Quiet Hidden Tragedies Of An Unhappy Marriage, and then he breaks some furniture and a window and isn't seen again for six weeks and comes back like "you will not believe what just happened, i [checks notes] met Merlin and also a dragon who gave me three wishes, brb i'm going to write another book about it :))))"

all you fucking have to do to fix their problems is to hand Lestat a cellphone and say the words "do you know about social media? you can say whatever shit you want and there's always someone awake in some time zone to talk to you." Suddenly Lestat is now very interested in sitting quietly on the couch, Lounging Alluringly and posting thirst traps on instagram and finally getting emotional fulfillment from all the likes and comments of "omg???? omg this is the hottest man alive". he does not have to leave the house anymore to get his attention meth. His yawning abyss of neediness is being fulfilled by having parasocial relationships with millions of strangers online who all think he's sexy and don't have to experience how fucking awful he is up close. he can flirt pointlessly with 200 people at once which is FINALLY ENOUGH FLIRTATIONS FOR HIM TO SATISFACTORILY JUGGLE

Meanwhile Louis is 3 feet away, vaguely reflecting to himself that HE is feeling all emotionally fulfilled because they're spending this great Quality Time together in perfect silence while he reads his book and Lestat plays on his cellular telephone and only OCCASIONALLY giggles to himself or says "louis which of these photos do you think is sexier, the one with four buttons undone or the one with five buttons undone" Louis is feeling like his Opinion is being Valued, Louis feels like he is being Consulted on Matters that are Important To Lestat. He has opinions about the photographs. It is not that much trouble to be interrupted from staring philosophically at the wall to spend five seconds looking at a photograph and then saying "that one". Finally he is experiencing Cozy Domesticity. he is so horny about it. lestat is surprised and bewildered about the sudden sharp increase in the amount of sex he is now getting but before he can make any vaguely mean comments about it (bc he's confused and vaguely defensive and worried that it's going to stop out of nowhere and he doesn't know any other interpersonal skills for expressing a thought) his phone pings about how he's just broken 5 million followers on instagram and he totally forgets to even mention the sex thing, which means that he continues getting the sex instead of inciting an argument about the sex and going through his 800th divorce from Louis

all their friends are extremely confused when a whole month, and then six months, and then a year goes by without another Loud Divorce happening and no one crashing through their front door like "I HAVE TO SLEEP IN YOUR GUEST COFFIN FOR THE NEXT MONTH, HE IS INTOLERABLE". They are worried. they are concerned. what is going on over there. are they both dead. no, they can't both be dead, Lestat just posted another tiktok of him sucking on his own fingers, which he would not be doing if Louis were dead. there is an ecosystem collapse happening in the groupchat and it's because the main Drama Vectors have been neutralized

[badjokesbyjeff]

So an engineer dies and finds him self in hell, the devil welcomes him and sends him to his spot, the he starts feeling to hot…. 

….. “it’s to damn hot in here” he says, he starts looking around and finds the air conditioning box, after a few minutes he manages to fix it and hell now has air conditioning, satisfied the engineer checks his phone only to discover there no cellphone service or internet connection, he looks around and finds the antena and proceeds to fix it as well and other stuff around in hell.

A week later God comes down to check on hell, and he can’t believe his eyes, “what is going on here???” He asks, the the devil appears, “oh hey dad, you won’t believe it we got an engineer down here, he’s been fixing stuff around here and everything is great!!”, “wait what?!?!, how can this be? All Engineers go to heaven! It’s in their contract!, if you don’t give him back I’ll sue you!!!” Says god angrily, and the devils shouts “ha! Good luck finding a lawyer”

[ladyscroogeblr]

My phone

Somehow last week my phone locked me out! To this day I have no idea how it happened! I went to my cell phone provider. They were no help! Tried to fix the problem on line. Didn't work! Ended up calling Samsung and they had no idea what I was talking about! They ended up giving me the number and address of the nearest Samsung. Which is like 50 miles away! I was getting so frustrated! I was ready to go to my cellphone provider, pay off the phone and go buy a Trac Fone. Had one in the past and never had a problem! With a friends help, we got it straighten out! There was a lot of time on the phone! Getting transferred and holding and telling the same story over and Iver again! Finally I was given options on what to do! Options were buy out the phone, change phone provider or give instructions to someone to get me logged into my phone. After thinking about bit for a day, I decided keys try rebooting my phone! Rebooting the phone took a while but with help from a guy I work with, it got done! I was expecting my contacts and photos to be deleted. Turns out, no! I did not get text messages from my older brother and one of my nephews! I found this out yesterday which will be in my next post!

[mothpdf]

got some water on my phone and now its waarm i really hope its not permafucked