#just make sure it's a usb charger though

[nvuy]

tumblr did not let me post this as a proper answer because tumblr hates me. BUT the council says: BEHOLD. an excerpt from my potential extended hijacked spin off boothill fic that that may or may not be potentially finished and posted so........... take it..................... anon you might not ever see this post but the brainworms are so huge and genius and i think you cooked......................

“Tha’s the hardest part… still bein’ here.”

There’s smoke in the air, and it curls around the windshield of your car. He’s called shotgun, as per usual, but that’s because you refuse to let him drive. Especially at night. He makes you feel sick when he takes corners faster than he slams the brakes at red lights.

The car hasn’t moved for a while. The drive had been rocky; there was no destination. Just away from the city for now. You’ve managed to find a secluded area deep in a stretch of trees, and there hasn’t been a car that’s passed on the dingy highway for ages now.

Smoking does nothing for him. He doesn’t have lungs to fill anymore, and the taste never appealed to him, but it helped take his mind off of everything.

Boothill felt the tug of the cigarette between his lips, and he let it go from his mouth before he watched as you shakily held it to your lips.

It’s disgusting. He snickers slightly when you cough and scrunch your eyes shut. You hand the cigarette back to him slowly.

You fan at your face, careful not to spill the half full bottle of wine balancing between your legs and the car seat. It’s one of the fancy brands Boothill snatched off the shelf on the way out of the bar from earlier after the manager had ordered him out. Something about not serving crooks. Whatever.

Your car reeks of smoke.

As much as the smell clogged your lungs, you hope it stays this way. 

“‘Specially since, y’know, it woulda been better if one o’ my dads lived, or my sisters, or even–” He takes another drag of the cigarette. “But, nah. Fate’s finicky like that. Leaves the worst ones standin’. That’s why we’re still around.”

And he’s right.

You take a sip from the bottle. You’re tipsy now. Definitely. You feel lighter than usual, and you’d worry about driving back somewhere to stay for the night.

You can’t drive in this state.

Boothill could drive back. You're too drunk to panic over how badly he swerves over the road.

And if he can’t, you could just sleep in the car for the night. It wouldn’t be the first time.

And, with him, maybe you would be okay.

Your vision is blurry, and there's an incessant burning beneath your eyelids. You quickly wipe your eyes. “Yeah.” God, you wish it was you who had disappeared. It would’ve saved your parents the heartache. You can’t even look at your reflection anymore. “Yeah, I get it.”

Boothill doesn’t say anything at first. He repeats your reply in his head like a mantra.

Instead, he blows smoke from his nose slowly in a long exhale, and then says, “I know you do.”

Furiously, you wipe your eyes again and tear your eyes away from the rearview mirror. You can’t will yourself to look. Though you feel nothing on your shoulder, you know the past sits behind you, and her hand rests on your skin like a weight.

Sometimes, it’s hard to even look at him, for when the metal of his body is reflective enough, you don’t see yourself, but her staring back at you.

He’s not sure what to say. Instead, he thinks it wise to potentially fry your car battery. He steals your phone charger hooked into the car and finds the slot that fits it best on his hip. Good enough. Hopefully it gives him enough juice to get through the next couple days.

“Oh, give it here.” You grab the wire from him. “You’re gonna break my damn charger.”

You peer at his ports curiously as he takes another drag of the silhouette, before you mumble something about the shape being a ‘USB-C’ and plug it into the right slot on his hip.

A small red light flashes to life above the port.

Boothill hums. “Thanks, sugar.” He doesn’t have to look at you, but the telltale scent of wine on your lips is enough for him to know. “You drunk?”

After a moment, you nod slowly. “Yeah.” Then, you twist in the chair to face him, bringing the bottle to your lips again. Your seatbelt is still on, even if the car has been parked for an hour. There’s a pang in your chest, and it tightens. “I miss her.”

She’s still staring at you in the mirror, but it’s not really her. Whatever this thing is, it’s not her. But it’s there, and it makes your heart race.

Boothill nods. “I miss my family, too.” He leans over and punches your thigh playfully. “But, I know your parents want ya to live for as long as you can. I know she would, too.”

You exhale. You’re beginning to feel sick now. Your stomach can’t take another blow from the wine, but you raise it to your lips anyway.

It burns when you swallow, like fire.

“That’s rich coming from you.”

He stops. Then, he turns away and raises his eyebrows in exasperation. “Just tryin’ to lift ya spirits.” Still, as exhausted as he feels, his rests a hand on your thigh. It’s comforting, the weight of metal, and it takes your mind off the fingers on your shoulders.

“I don’t think you’re the worst,” you mumble. You actually think you’re worse. Then, you shrug lightly. “I don’t want to lose you when you go.” You hear him exhale, somewhat to rid the smoke from his mouth, and also in the form of a sigh. “I know you won’t believe me, but I think I care about you.”

After you admit it, you pull the rim of the bottle to your lips again.

And then again.

And again.

Three sips later, you’re on the verge of collapsing, and Boothill snatches the bottle from your hand and stands it up by his feet on the car floor.

Your lips are stained a dark red, as is your tongue, and there’s a dark flush on your neck.

Sweat gathers over your skin, even if it’s freezing outside. The smoke is warm, and your legs are shaking.

“I just don’t want to lose you.”

Boothill turns his head and stares out the window. The stars are bright out here away from the city. It reminds him of home. None of that awful light pollution back there in that boring old planet that he loved to death.

If he could’ve, he would’ve taken you there.

That place doesn’t exist anymore.

He feels you would’ve loved his daughter. He feels she would’ve loved you a lot more.

“You ain’t gon’ lose me,” he whispers. He’s still not looking at you. He’s not sure if he’s lying, but he knows he wouldn't lie on purpose. Not to you. Not now.

He squeezes your thigh reassuringly. “I ain’t goin’ nowhere.”

Boothill hears the sound of your seatbelt unbuckling, and a shaky exhale follows.

Maybe you’re drunk out of your mind, and his breath stinks of tobacco, and it’s awful on your tongue, but you leap over the centre console of the car as best you can and hurriedly press your lips to his.

It hurts, and it makes him dizzy, and you feel like you’re floating, but he reciprocates, pressing further against your mouth. Your teeth clink, it’s messy, it’s awful, but it satisfies a burning in your stomach.

You snatch his hat and toss it in the back seat. His nose is cold, and it smushes against your cheekbone.

It lasts too long, and not long enough, for after a moment, he pulls his hands off your hips grabs your chin gently to push you off him.

You try to fuse your skin with his. Your stomach presses to his. Boothill’s eye softens and a grin grows on his lips when you sigh in defeat.

He laughs gently. “Easy, beautiful. I know you’re drunk as fudge.” He instead moves your head to his chest and pulls you gently into him. “Just sleep it off. You’re g’nna have the worst hangover in the mornin’.”

You hum and shift in his lap.

It falls silent for a moment.

“You’re so uncomfortable,” you murmur.

Boothill chuckles louder and blows a teasing cloud of smoke on the top of your head that you frantically wave away. He stares out the window again, and all the while, his free hand gently pets the top of your hair. He’s mindful that his joints can very well tangle easily.

“I bet,” he answers.

You murmur something he doesn't hear. Despite your complaints, you still fall asleep on his chest before you feel him lean down and his lips press to your hair.

[iraprince]

Hoya I'm currently saving up for a tablet aswell, because I'm drawing on my school's ipad that I have kept well past the due date, but have to give back now that I'm moving out of my boarding school that I'm sponsored to be in, and i wanted to ask for tips/recommendations what to get, because I have literally no money, and am scared to blow it on a tablet that sucks or something

advice on what to get can vary, but i am VERY opinionated on what not to get: fuck wacom lol. this from someone who's been on an intuos pro for years, but while they at least have longevity going for them, mine has had constant driver issues and a major hardware failing -- years ago the port for connecting it to the comp AND FOR CHARGING IT via usb failed for no reason, which is apparently a common issue for my model, so for years i have been forced to 1. only use it via wireless connection, which makes the driver fussiness WORSE and 2. buy a separate universal camera battery charger, bc w the port failing that was the only way to charge the thing. wacoms are fucking EXPENSIVE, and they're lovely to draw on, but imo for the price they should be massaging my balls as a bonus, not breaking constantly and making me tear my hair out. they are just not worth it unless you have the cash to burn and you're a HUUUUUUGE stickler on all the really technical stuff.

rant aside. i have heard nothing but lovely things about huion, which is why it's what i'm switching to now; here and there i've seen ppl say the drivers can be fussy on mac, but it doesn't seem like a dealbreaker. huions are also pretty damn affordable if you're looking at a standard tablet rather than a screen one.

if a huion is outside your budget, i think i can recommend a monoprice -- my first tablet ever was a tiny wacom bamboo, but my first "serious" tablet that i used constantly/daily was a monoprice. it was dirt cheap and it worked absolutely fine and it lasted me for ages. i haven't used one in a very long time, so i can't speak to if the quality is the same as when i used one, but i always think fondly of the one i had. i remember the first-time driver setup being awful, but once it got working i don't remember ever having issues with it again.

in terms of just general tips: get the biggest one you can afford. it's better for your wrist, and even though it's scary to invest in something when you're not sure you'll like it, it's usually worse to pay for something crappy that you'll end up wanting to replace eventually anyway. even when i've had really cramped workspaces or no real workspace at all, i've never found that the compact-ness of a tiny tablet has made up for how ergonomically shit it is to draw on one; i would rather awkwardly wrangle a slightly-too-big tablet any day.

good luck, i hope this is helpful!

[karahalloway]

Morally Grey: Part I - Game of Thieves

Fandom: TRR x Mission: Impossible II

Series: Morally Grey

Pairing: Drake Walker x F!OC (Harper Gale)

Synopsis: Harper's illicit plans go awry when Drake's appearance at the Beaumont Bash throws an unexpected wrench in the works

Word count: 5,000

Rating/Warnings: E (swearing, aggravation, illegal activities, a handful of lemon-scented moments)

Chapter theme song:

A/N1: This is my submission for @choicesprompts' Rewrite Challenge and the scene I chose to redo with my OTP is the one from Mission: Impossible II where Nyah steals the necklace from the hacienda in Seville. This is (still) one of my favourite movies of all time and I especially love this scene for the music, the way it's shot, the situational humour and the sexual tension... basically everything about it! 🙃

A/N2: The clips (for anyone who hasn't seen the movie, or doesn't remember) are below (I couldn't find a YouTube video that had the entire scene in one video). Enjoy!

"Evening, ma'am," greets a liveried footman as he reaches for the door handle of the Mercedes AMG SL 63 roadster that I've just revved to a stop. "And welcome to the Beaumont Bash."

"Thanks," I say with a smile, spinning in the seat to swivel my legs out of the car. "Looking forward to seeing if the experience lives up to the hype."

"Oh, I can assure you that it does, ma'am," he chuckles, handing me a token for my car. "The Bash gets wilder every year."

"Does it really?" I ask with wide eyed surprise as I open my clutch up to carefully stow the token away.

"I promise, you will not be disappointed, ma'am," he assures me with a wink.

"Bet your ass I won't, bud," I murmur under my breath as I turn towards the House. "Because I have something special planned for tonight..."

Stepping onto the red carpet lined stairway of the the stately, baroque manor, I can tell that the party is already very much in full swing: the thump of the bass echoes out in the night, the occasional shrill laugher rising above it as shadowy silhouettes drift and mingle.

Which is perfect.

Because even though I am normally very much a punctual kind of girl, there are certain situations where it pays to arrive fashionably late... or not at all.

As in my line of work, timing is everything.

And I intend to make it rain tonight...

...assuming everything goes to plan.

I have no real reason to think that it won’t. After all, I've been planning this job for over a year and I've made sure to account for every step, every detail, down to the time of my arrival, to the way I’ve styled my hair, and even the black lace mini dress I’m wearing.

Because when the potential pay-off is this big, nothing can be left to chance. And I am nothing if not a perfectionist.

Making it to the top of the steps, I am greeted by a pair of burly-looking security guards.

"Good evening, ma'am," says one holding a tablet. "Your name?"

"Lady Riley Brooks," I say with a demure smile.

A lie. But, then again, I’m not stupid enough to have booked myself onto the high-profile guest list under my real name.

The guard taps on the screen a few times before nodding.

"May I take a look at your bag, ma'am?" asks the other.

"Of course," I reply graciously, handing my black leather YSL clutch over.

The guy opens it up, pulling out my phone, a USB charger, a compact mirror, and a tube of lipstick, before slotting everything away again and returning it to my hands.

"Have a good evening, ma'am," he nods, opening his arm to indicate that I may enter.

"I very much intend to," I say with a smirk, stepping through the doorway into the House...

...and I am instantly transported into another world.

The strategically placed mood lights bathe everyone and everything in the lavishly decorated room in a heady mix of rose and violet, providing an ethereal backdrop to the acrobats that are twirling seductively through the air with the help of various hoops, aerial silks, and trapeze lines.

Heightening the trance-like effect are strobe lights that flash in perfect accompaniment to the EDM-remixed classical music, illuminating the glitter and lavender-scent infused smoke slithering around the guests' ankles.

But what truly takes my breath away is the centre piece of the extravagant show, which is a pair of scantily dressed dancers, performing a racy ballet routine on top of a snowy-white Lippizaner.

"Apparently money can buy you anything," I muse softly, surveying the combined effect of the spectacle that is more than on par with anything ever put on by the Cirque du Soleil.

And even though I would love to lose myself in the magic of it all, I’m here for business, not pleasure. Which means that I cannot afford any distractions.

So, taking a breath, I plunge into the crowd. Weaving between the ballgowns and the tuxedos, I'm careful to avoid direct eye contact with anyone as I skirt ‘round the edge of the performance area, trying to look the part while remaining as unassuming as possible.

But despite my attempts to lose myself in the press, I feel an unmistakable tingle rise up the back of my neck.

I'm being watched.

I come to a stop, debating what to do.

Part of my mind tells me that I should ignore it, that it's probably just some drunk duke checking out my ass.

But a deeper, more instinctual part of me knows the difference between a pervy once-over and an unrelenting, focused stare. And this is definitely the latter.

So, probably against my better judgment, I lift my head in silent challenge...

...and my gaze instantly collides with his, bringing the world around me to a sudden, screeching halt.

My breath lodges in my chest as I find myself helplessly immobile under the weight of his scrutiny, like a deer caught in the headlights. The music, the laughter, it all falls away until it feels like it's just me and him, suspended in time and space across the room.

Because even with the distance separating us, I can feel the heat of his gaze scorching into me, stripping me bare, until I'm left naked, exposed in front of him.

And still he doesn't look away. He doesn't blink, or flush, or avert his gaze in any semblance of pretence that his attention had actually been focused on anything else.

He simply stands, unmoving, on the other side of the dancers, his dark eyes binding me unapologetically, giving me no corner, no chance of escape.

Yet escape is exactly what I must do.

I have no clue who this guy is, and I have even less interest in finding out. As best case scenario, he is simply a dangerous distraction. But worst case? He somehow knows exactly who I am and my reason for being here.

And neither of those options are good.

So, as the dancers pirouette across the floor, throwing their arms out and breaking the line of sight that connects us, I wrench myself out of my stupor, diving into the crush behind me.

"Holy shit! Who was that guy?" I gasp under my breath, feeling my heart race at a million miles an hour in response to the strangely intimate nature of the encounter.

But despite my shock, I know in the back of my head that the details are irrelevant. That the only thing that matters is getting as far away from him as possible. Because the last thing I need right now is him following after me and derailing all the hard work I've put into getting here tonight.

Keep it together, Harper, I tell myself, bending my head low as I use the anonymity of the crowd to hide myself, hoping that I've managed to give him the slip.

Reaching the end of the throng without incident, I duck behind a doorway to give myself a second to catch my breath, and make sure that the coast is clear.

Satisfied that I've lost him — at least for the moment — I turn towards my next objective, which is the grand staircases.

It's an exposed location, so I know I'll have to be quick. Especially since there is a pair of guards stationed at the bottom of the steps, tasked with preventing exactly the kind of protocol violation that I am about to commit.

Luckily, just at that moment, a group of very much worse for wear noblewomen stumble out of the main party, shrieking loudly.

"Oh, my goodness!" exclaims one, feathering herself with her silk fan. "Did you see the size of that lad's package!"

"Calm down, Abigail!" admonishes another. "We know that husband of yours is next to useless, but you should at least try to not make such a spectacle of yourself!"

"Mmm, speaking of spectacle..." purrs the first, laying eyes on the guards.

"Abigail!" cries her companion, even as snorts of laughter rise up from the others. "You are absolutely incorrigible!"

"Better to be incorrigible than a vapid, old nun!" comes the pithy response as Abigail stumbles across the hallway.

Seizing my chance, I fall into line at the back of the group as the women crowd around the guards, laughing and swaying as they try to secure their attentions.

As expected, the focus of the guards quickly becomes diverted by the ladies, even if it's only to the extent of trying to maintain some semblance of professionalism in the face of the relentless coquetry, and I use the opportunity to dash up the stairs behind them.

Keeping to the shadows, I fly up the steps two at a time, knowing that I have scant few moments to make it to the upper floor before I am spotted.

Reaching the top of the landing, I throw myself behind a suit of armour. But, it seems that Lady Luck is with me tonight, and apart from the sound of the party continuing in full swing downstairs, I hear no signs of a pursuit.

So, I take advantage of the momentary reprieve to retrieve the pair of satin opera gloves that I've stashed in my garter. Pulling them on, I slip out from my hiding place and make my way towards the master wing, using my mental map of the manor's blueprints as a guide.

Arriving at the correct set of doors, I try the handle, and breathe a sigh of relief when it turns easily in my hand.

I've brought a set of lock-picks with me, of course, but being able to save time and effort in not having to use them is a massive win.

Letting myself into the room, I click the door softly closed behind me.

An opulent, Rocco-inspired suite greets me, complete with a four-poster bed and a full-blown hand-painted mural on the ceiling.

But I’m not here to gawk. And I have precious little time to get what I came for and get out.

So, pulling my compact mirror from my clutch, I open it up to reveal the miniature voltage detector concealed within.

Stepping further into the room, I hold the device out in front of me, the faint chirps serving as a beacon guiding me towards my destination.

The beeping suddenly intensifies as I swing the detector past the line of the bathroom, and I know I'm getting closer.

Adjusting my course, I follow the compass-like arrow in my hand. Zeroing in on the oversized bathtub, I am rewarded with a series of high-pitched cheeps.

Jackpot.

Why someone would choose to hide a safe in a bathroom, not to mention in the vicinity of a bathtub that is prone to flooding and other types of short-circuit causing disasters, I have no idea.

That said, it is innovative.

Though not innovative enough to fool a professional thief like me.

Because that's what I am — a career larcenist who specialises in small, high value items. Jewellery, art, antiques... I’m not picky. As long as it has a five-to-six figure price tag and I can hide it in my cleavage, I am willing to put in the effort to lift it.

And that's why I’m here tonight — to get my hands on the 24 carat Bvlgari diamond necklace that has graced the neck of every Duchess of Ramsford since the turn of the last century. Not only is it worth millions, but it's also a stunning work of art. And it deserved to be worn, rather than gathering dust in an expensive safe somewhere.

Scooting into the marble tub, I place my clutch onto the mosaic tiled surround as I scan the expanse of the walls with the voltage detector.

The indicator suddenly jumps to the right and down, and I can't help but feel the familiar rush of butterflies in my stomach.

This is it.

Dropping the detector back in my clutch, I extract my phone and the tube of lipstick. Twisting the bottom off the tube, I pull out the miniature lock-pick hiding within and, with the help of the flashlight on my phone, I begin to move over the tiles, looking for anything out of the ordinary.

Suddenly I spot it — a tiny inconsistency in the mortar between the edge of two tiles. Reaching down with the pick, I dig at the protrusion until it pops free, revealing some kind of card slot.

Turning the flashlight off on my phone, I flip it over and snap the protective cover off, exposing a flimsy bit of plastic nestled within. Connecting the keycard decoder to my phone via the micro-USB port, I slot it into the nearly invisible slit between the tiles.

Booting up the hidden app on my phone, I quickly run the hack program and am rewarded with a beep and a click as the high-tech safety net falls away...

...only to have my sense of achievement instantly dashed.

Because instead of a discreet jewellery box nestled in the belly of the safe, I am greeted with yet another layer of security.

A slice of mosaic tile slides back on the bathtub surround to reveal a complicated-looking, multi-lock compartment within.

And this one has no electronic overrides.

"Crap..."

"I see you've found it."

"Jesus Christ!" I gasp, nearly jumping out of my skin at the sound of the unfamiliar and unexpected voice.

Whipping around, I come face to face with the guy from downstairs, perched on the side of the tub with a conspiratorial smirk on his face.

Like this is all some kind of massive joke.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I demand, angry at him for sneaking up on me, but even angrier at myself for letting him get this close in the first place without my warning bells going off.

Because thieves without self-preservation instincts don't survive long... and mine have just let me down big time.

Which is even more annoying given the fact that he is staring at me with that calculating, predatory gaze again, his entire body exuding a tightly-coiled, barely suppressed energy, like a panther waiting to pounce.

And even though he is dressed in a custom-tailored suit that moulds effortlessly to his muscled form like a second skin, and the watch that peeks out from beneath his cuff is worth almost as much as my car, he isn’t fooling me. Not one bit.

Because as much as he’s tried to hide it, he is an interloper here. Just like me.

His rich baritone is missing that characteristic upwards inflection that the nobility like to force upon their speech in an effort to differentiate themselves from the rest of us. And no duke, count, or baron would be caught dead with the type of five-o'clock shadow this guy is sporting, much less condone the uninhibited way with which his thick, chocolate-coloured hair has been left to fall around his face.

But that doesn’t mean that I’m going to lower my guard. Just the opposite.

Because regardless of who he is, or what he looks like (...which is hotter than hell), the guy reeks of trouble.

And his next words only help reaffirm my initial assessment.

"Think you're the only one who can pick a lock?" he asks, brow quirking upwards in sardonic challenge.

"Pfft!" I snort. "Seeing is believing, bud, and as far as I can see, I'm the only one wh—"

The sound of the bedroom door clicking open interrupts whatever retort I was going to throw at him.

Our eyes meet — mine in panic, his in measured curiosity — and in the next instant, I've grabbed the lapel of his expensive jacket, and yanked him towards me.

We hit the bottom of the tub just as the owner of the manor bursts irately into the room.

"I swear to God, Maxwell," seethes the Duke of Ramsford, the stomp of his pissed-off footsteps echoing off the wood planked floor as he enters the suite, "if one more ruddy bird defecates on my shoe, I'm culling the entire bloody lot!"

"He just got scared!" comes his companion's plaintive response. "You did boot him up the behind in a very undignified fashion..."

"Because he shat on my Oxfords!" cries the Duke, clearly incensed, as he rummages around the closet, no doubt for a replacement pair of loafers.

"Maybe if you tried being nicer to Lord Featherington—"

An unintended snort escapes me. Were these two for real right now?

"You try'na give away our position?" asks the guy from above me, his voice barely a whisper as his face hovers mere inches from mine.

"No," I hiss back, trying to sound irritated even as I struggle to contain another bout of amusement at the sheer hilarity of the situation — listening to two grown men argue about peafowl while trying to hide a third between my legs. "But it sounds like you are."

"I happen to like this position," he murmurs softly, his words sending an unexpected shiver down my spine.

"Well, don't get used to it, bud," I reply dryly, trying to ignore the feel of his overwhelming and inescapable proximity, while listening out for the Beaumont brothers. "This is a temporary situation, nothing more."

His whiskey-laced breath washes over my lips. "All the more reason to enjoy it..."

"In that case," I purr, meeting the full force of his rich, mocha-coloured eyes head on, "you wouldn't mind if I'm on top, would you?"

"Not one bit," he grins.

"Good," I smirk back as I begin to shift my weight beneath him. "Because I wouldn't have given you a choice, anyway."

He stifles a scoff as he rolls to the side.

"Something funny?" I ask with a raised brow, scooting out from under him.

"Nope," he replies, snaking a hand around my waist to pull me on top of him. "I'm just here for the ride."

"Then you better get comfortable," I tell him, as the Beaumonts make their way back across the room.

Hearing the door open and click shut again in their wake, I push myself back up, noting with more than a hint of annoyance that I now smell like the warm spice of his aftershave.

But that inconvenience can’t be helped, nor can I let it distract me from the reason I am here. I'll simply have to wait to wash it off in the shower once I am clear of this place.

So, reaching into my up-do, I extract the tension wrench hiding in my hair, and collect my lock-pick from where I dropped it on the bathtub surround earlier before refocusing my attention on the safe.

Upon closer examination, it seems to have three separate compartments, each secured by its own, dedicated lock. And I have no idea which section contained the necklace... or whether there are any hidden alarms embedded in the locking mechanisms if I pick the wrong one.

But, even with the odds — and time — stacked against me, I know I have to make a choice, because I didn't come all this way to chicken out at the final hurdle.

Taking a breath, I lean towards the middle compartment, figuring that out of the three possibilities that woul—

"You're not gonna find it there."

I nearly drop my tools all over the marble tiles.

Gritting my teeth, I glance down between my legs to find Mr Impeccable Timing smirking up at me, his hands folded easily behind his head, like he’s lazing on a tropical beach without a single care in the world, instead of at the bottom of a porcelain tub, with a stranger straddling him.

"Find what?" I bite out testily.

Who knows...? Maybe this is his idea of a good time. But it sure as hell isn’t mine.

"The former Lady Beaumont's one-of-kind Bvlgari necklace that goes up for auction next Tuesday," he replies.

My eyes narrow suspiciously. "And are you going to tell me where it is?"

He holds my gaze silently for a long moment before nodding his head, "Far left."

"Hmph," I huff, not convinced that I can trust him any further than I can throw him; which, given his size — he’s 6ft tall at least — is not very far at all.

But, unfortunately for me, I don't have time to try and psychoanalyse the possibility of whether or not he is trying to play me. The night is wearing on, the Beaumonts could return at any time, and I need to get as far out of the country as humanly possible before anyone notices the theft.

So, I am going to have to take a leap of faith.

Leaning forward again, I slide my tools into the lock of the indicated compartment and start feeling around for the binding pins.

I manage to locate the first and second relatively quickly. But, finding and setting the third proves to be slightly more elusive and I feel myself growing more agitated with each passing second.

"Damn it, why won't you move?!" I seethe under my breath as I battle with the pin.

"Hey, you put me here, remember?" comes the wry response from beneath me. "I just do as I—"

"Oh, screw you..." I huff exasperatedly, lifting my leg to give him a perfunctory knee to the gut.

"Christ, girl!" he wheezes painedly, sitting up behind me. "If you want to play rough then—"

"Gotcha!" I exclaim triumphantly, finally managing to slot the irksome pin into place and making quick work of the fourth.

The door of the compartment pings off its bolts and I drop my tools to open it up eagerly. To my relief, I'm rewarded with a velvet-lined jewellery box, which I pull quickly out.

Laying the container down on the tiles in front of me, I reach for the lid, my heart in my mouth as I lift it up...

...and I can't help but gasp at the sight in front of me.

The diamond necklace is even more stunning in real life than I could've imagined. Several hundred painstakingly curated gems gleam up at me from a nest of black silk, perfectly offsetting the elegance of the winged design to make it seem like the whole necklace is floating.

But, given that I am working on borrowed time thanks to all the unforeseen setbacks that I've run into tonight, I know that I am not going to be able to give the beautiful item the attention it deserves. At least not until I am back home.

So, reaching down, I grab the coolness of the white gold. Quickly unscrewing the heavy clasp, I unfurl the strand of precious metal and slide it down into my bra, giving my breasts a slight readjustment to help conceal my illicit cargo.

Snapping the lid of the box back closed, I turn to face my uncalled-for spectator.

"Right," I say, slotting the box back into its place. "Now that that's done, you're going to tell me exactly who you are and—"

"I wouldn't do that."

"Do what?" I bristle indignantly as I slam the safe's door closed with one hand.

An ear-splitting alarm shrieks to life.

"That," he clarifies blandly.

"Shit!" I gasp, grabbing for my stuff and haphazardly throwing them into the clutch as I scan the bathroom for possible exit points.

But my off-the-cuff plan of jumping out of the second storey window is quickly dashed as the door of the master suite bursts open to disgorge the two security guards from downstairs into the room with guns drawn.

Dread settles in the pit of my stomach like a lead weight as the guards start shouting. "Shit..."

"T'enquites pas!" comes the sudden voice of guy from behind me.

Glancing up in surprise, I see that he's pushed himself up to his full height and is gesturing at the guards to lower their weapons.

"Mr Dallas!" cries the Duke of Ramsford, bursting into the room as well. "What in blazes is going on here?" Turning to the guards, he adds, "You twits! That is Mr Dallas — our external security consultant! Apologise at once!"

"No need for that, Lord Beaumont," smiles Dallas, flapping my keycard decoder discreetly behind his back as the alarm is finally turned off. "They're just doing their jobs."

I snatch it out of his hand and stow it in my bag, throwing the satin gloves after it.

"Now, Miss Gale, my associate—"

My eyes widen at the sound of my real name as I flip my clutch closed. How did he—?

"—has your necklace in a very safe place," continues Dallas conversationally, stepping out of the bath. "But obviously, we both feel that the alarm should've gone off a bit sooner. Isn't that right, Miss Gale?"

I quickly paste a demure smile onto my face as I turn around. "Yes. Agreed. Much sooner."

Dallas — if that is even his real name — holds his hand out to help me navigate my exit from the tub in my heels while continuing his disquisition. "Now, given the circumstances, our recommendation would be to reset the sensors to respond to a lighter load. How d'you feel about sixty kilos, Miss Gale?

I shake myself out of my stupor to do some quick mental conversion, before beaming, "Perfect!"

Name? That’s one thing. My exact weight? That’s a whole 'nother league... Because no way had that been a simple guess.

But right now is not the time to ponder whether he's managed to get his hands on my Social Security number as well. Because we’re still very much in deep water.

"Shall we?" asks Dallas graciously, his face a mask of innocence as he holds his hand out in front of me.

"Let's!" I nod eagerly, stepping towards the door, my head still spinning from the sudden whirlwind of events...

...but I feel myself get pulled backwards.

"Erm, Miss Gale..." murmurs Dallas, his dark brows quirking upwards questioningly. "Aren't you... forgetting something?"

I frown in confusion. "Umm... don't think so..."

He fixes me with a level look.

My frown deepens. He’s not serious... Is he?

He stares me down uncompromisingly.

I let out a huff of annoyance.

"My lady!" cries the Duke, clearly scandalised as I reach down between my breasts. "What are you trying to do! Rob me?!"

"The thought had crossed my mind..." I reply with a tight smile, pulling the necklace out and handing it back to its owner.

"Yes, well, thank you for your..." The nobleman gulps visibly as he takes the strand of warmed metal from my hand. "...sincere efforts, Miss—"

But I've already stomped out of the room.

Flying down the grand staircase, I push my way through the — now very much more rowdy — crowd and out of the front doors of the manor, intent on putting as much distance between me and Dallas as I can so I didn't end up murdering him in full view of all of Cordonian high-society.

Un-fucking-bel—

"Harper!"

"You've got to be kidding me..." I grit as I continue my aggravated jog down the carpeted steps, pulling the token out for my car as I went.

"Harper! Wait up!" Dallas hollers again, managing to catch me by the arm just as I hit the last step.

"Fuck off," I snap, wrenching my arm out of his grasp.

He snaps a hold on my wrist to whirl me back around. "Look, just hear me out, will ya?"

"Why should I?" I hiss into his face. "Had it not been for your last minute growth of a conscience, I could've walked out of there with that necklace and that duke would've been none the wiser!"

"At least you walked..."

"Ha! Funny!" I hit back sarcastically, giving him an unmitigated shove to extricating myself from his grasp again. "Only I'm not laughing because your fucking chivalry just cost me a year's worth of work!"

"I needed to see how good you were," he replies evenly.

"Oh, really?" I scoff over my shoulder as I veritably throw the token at the nearby valet manager. “And why is that?"

"I find myself in need of someone of your unique skill-set."

I stare at him incredulously for a moment before bursting out laughing. "Yeah. In your dreams, bud! I work alone. And even if I didn't, I would never team up with someone I didn't know, much less—"

"You wanna know me?" he interjects, suddenly up in my space again. "Fine. My name's Drake. Drake Walker and—"

"Let me guess..." I gripe, folding my arms as my Mercedes pulls up. "You're not really the Beaumonts' external security consultant."

"Nope," he confirms, reaching out to grab the driver's side door as the valet gets out. "But, then you're not really Lady Riley Brooks, so I guess we're even on that front..."

I roll my eyes at him.

"...and if we're being honest, I should probably come clean about one more thing."

My eyes widen as he holds up a small fob.

"I triggered the alarm," he admits, pressing the button and causing the manor behind us light up with the wail of the claxton again.

I stare up at him, utterly speechless.

He shrugs down at me apathetically. "Sorry."

I manage to recollect myself enough to throw an ice cold glare at him as I get into the car. "For future reference, I don't do early mornings, date, or put up with two-faced bastards who get a kick out of screwing me over. So, you can take your job offer and shove it, Walker."

Grabbing the door, I slam it closed — getting more than a bit of perverse satisfaction out of the fact that the suddenness of the movement manages to pull him off balance — before kicking the throttle down and leaving him in a cloud of exhaust in my rear view.

Fucking asshole.

The story continues in Part 2 - Hard Drive

Bonus: Artwork

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[lookwhatyoudidithasanxiety]

You feeling better Solar? Gave us a panic when Carrie had to use a laptop charger on short notice like that- you really need to take better care of yourself.

-Magic Penguin

Solar: I just wasn't payin' attention, it was an accident.

Moon: Why are you using a laptop charger? All of our base models use a USB type cord.

Solar: I...Well I wanted ta make sure I could work off a charge fer longer. Y'know, work never rests. It's not like I was getting any help. So I decided ta upgrade my battery pack. It's a little...touchy. But it works.

Moon: We can't change our own batteries though. Once you pull them out, we lose power within ten seconds. Sun had to change mine out when- *freezes*

Solar: *looks away*

Sun: You changed your own battery???

Solar:

[murumokirby360]

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Hello, March! ☀️ I brought you my latest topic, this month. Although, this ain't Lazada ❌ or Shopee's parcel ❌, rather from a different courier service (LBC Express) 📦✔️! You two, have you seen this particular parcel before? 🤔 Their response was "Nay".

Its cool because for the first time, I'm opening this different parcel and see what's inside! Check out my recorded video, a month ago. 😁🎦📲

My Recorded Video [edited by: Filmora 9] 🎦🎞️: ↓

My Brand New Smartphone: Tecno Spark 20 Pro (w/ my paper dolls) [Recorded: Feb 3rd, 2024]

Okay so, what you see here is my brand new smartphone! I introduced to you the "Spark 20 Pro" from the Chinese based company, "Tecno Mobile" [CLICK ME!]! 😁🆕📱 Yes, that's right! I just struck a luck by winning a brand new smartphone in the Youtuber's phone giveaway, since winning another smartphone in 2019 [CLICK ME!]! Aw, Goody-goody joy! 😃🍀 Which we'll to get to that later. Right now, it is time to review of my first Tecno smartphone (feat. my paper dolls) in one sitting!

So, without further ado, let's get started!

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• As you've already seen in my recorded video, let's transition to my snapshots. 🙂 Here's the packaging of my brand new smartphone from Tecno. My paper dolls we're already excited to see what it looks like! So, let's reveal it, shall we?

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• Tada! Look at that gorgeous smartphone! 😄 On the surface, it mimics the well-known Apple iPhone series, particularly the no. 12 to 15 (and soon beyond). Why? Because of the rear triple camera and the square shape edge. 📷📱 Though, the Spark 20 Pro (and their Spark 20 series) had a bigger lens and bigger edge compared to the modern iPhones. Making it a mockery, but they wouldn't be sued because why not? Also, a bigger lens makes it better quality, right? I'm not sure, but we'll find out. 🤔 So, isn't it beauty, you two? I can't wait to make a snapshot with my new phone! 😊

• Nevertheless, aside from the main phone itself, the box contains a sim ejector tool, a fill up warranty card form (which I was supposedly said that in my video), a 33W wall charger, a USB charging/data transfer cable (Type A to C) that supports 33W, and finally the transparent jelly phone case. There was supposedly another related 12-month warranty card, to no avail because the Youtuber that was originally owned forgot to put it. 😥

• And hey speaking of Youtuber, here's the video about it. ↓😉

• Her name in YT is "Liz Tech", and she's a YouTuber/Vlogger content creator, who has 618K subscribers and 475 videos, as of this typing.

My Real Story here was: While I was browsing and watching phone reviews on the same platform, I saw this particular video w/ the giveaway raffle. 😮 However, should I take chances on winning my own brand new smartphone is like joining a lotto by buying a single ticket. Actually before that, I was utterly jealous and depressed after seeing my family got their cool gifts while I don't during Christmas of 2023. And I was frustrated and crying... For real. 😠😭 So much so, that my little brother and my mom cheering me up by helping me earning some funds to buy a brand new smartphone for 2024. Thankfully, however, it never happened because with one comment entry I made on her Youtube video, she handpicked me as the winner of the brand new smartphone! Rejoice! &lt;='D And yeah, that's my Real Story, but we're not done this topic, yet! <=] So, let's continue.

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• So, I've already turned on my new Tecno phone, and here are the specs of this phone. Other features that can do are the ability to create a custom AI wallpaper (and other such things, like changing fonts), a multi-tasking window by opening two or three apps limited, an NFC built-in for NFC-related objects (which I tried with my transportation card and it functions well), two AI sensors located at the aforementioned rear camera, a so called "Dynamic Port" notification located at the above of punch-hole camera, which mimics the iPhone's owned "Dynamic Island", and dual grilled speakers by DTS sound located on the top and bottom side of the phone that can reach up to 400% volume. I tried it on Youtube listening to the Costa Rica video in 1440p, 60fps (though not supported in 4k) and it was pretty damn loud, all right. 🔊📲 Also, I did not mentioned the punch-hole front-facing camera during my recorded video, which possessed a 32-megapixel camera and a surprise hidden flash located on the left side of the phone. 📸📲 And to be honest, It was a huge step up to my Honor 8C's 8 Megapixel front-facing camera. I tried it myself, and it was pretty damn good. Though some might say quite decent. Another thing I want to talk about the processing chipsets, armed with the "Mediatek Helio G99" for the CPU, and "ARM Mali-G57 MC2" for the GPU. Capable of handling selected games with either Ultra (sometimes) or High graphics settings, although notable hiccups depend on what game apps you've played. Meaning, that playing "Genshin Impact" (a HEAVY mobile game, and also not a fan or interested in) could suffer a lower framerate than 30fps. To be honest, I haven't tried it myself because I don't usually play games on mobile game. So, I'm casual here. Meanwhile, the display itself is not an AMOLED display ❌ but rather a Full HD+ IPS display ✔️, which is fair owing to the pricing, and we'll get to that, later in the "Overall" section.

• Honestly, there's so much thing to talk about, its impossible for me to do so. For more info specs about the Tecno Spark 20 Pro 📱, then please → [CLICK ME!]. And if you want more reviews about it, then I suggest that you should search on YouTube. There are tons of reviewers who are try getting hands on the Tecno Spark 20 Pro with their honest thoughts if not many reviewers. Or maybe this one better → [CLICK ME!].

• But, what about the 108 Megapixel camera? Is it good? 🤔 Let's find out, and I have right here! ↓

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• Here are my first two snapshots using my new smartphone from Tecno. When I transferred it to my google drive (, which I haven't tried to connect to the PC via USB cable), the images were big at 9000 x 12000 resolution with a quality snapshot size of 12 Megabytes to 16MB and up, and that was from the 108 Megapixels. I also tried the switch off the 108 Megapixel mode, and it's now a normal 50 Megapixel (or something). Which had less resolution and less quality size images at 5 Megabytes to 8 MB, and sometimes at 9 MB. But back to the 108MP mode. I would say, it is pretty neat and again a huge step up to my Honor 8C's least megapixel camera of just 13 Megapixels. However, a 108-megapixel camera doesn't make perfect, though. Because some objects didn't adjust the detail, textures, color balances, and intrusive shadows. So much so, that I decided to make some tweaks before my final decision, which thankfully became an industry standard of editing photos via smartphone rather than transferring them to PC for an hassle editing. And to be honest, the only thing I could adjust on every snapshot is the sharp quality image than anything else. lol 😅🤷‍♀️ On the plus side, it has "Super Night Mode" for a serious snapshots during night hours. Which also I haven't tried it, yet, but I could at least turn off the lights as an alternative way.

BTW: I was surprised, that tumblr can handle the uploading 20MB size of snapshots/artwork rather than 10MB as their limitation. Good for you. 👏😊

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• Here are some more photos from the main camera, featuring a sim tray was removed from my Tecno phone, which by the way, a dual sim card and a micro SD card slot expanded up to 1TB capacity size, and two snapshots of the Spark 20 Pro's information specs, with and without a flash. And the latter was A-Okay, I still prefer the Honor 8C's led light over the Tecno Spark 20 Pro, though. Because the led light of the Spark 20 Pro was a bit warmer side than the solid white counterpart. 🤏

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• Lastly, the front-facing camera. Here are my examples, and from the looks of these, there once again pretty impressive. Even the details were slightly washed out when it zoom in, though. This is a very step up for my front-facing camera usage. Heck, it even possessed a "Super Night Mode", as well, delivering a decent job. Guess, I don't need to share some more front-facing photos to prove it (I suppose). 😊👍

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• All right, I've got one last thing to do before my overall and experience thoughts. Here, I'm comparing the old Honor 8C that I claimed the prize in May of 2019. And you could tell their sizes, heights, camera lenses, and their screens (which were unseen) were completely different from their respective design. Sorry, I never get a chance to take more snapshots of their different sides and button layouts. On the plus side, my paper dolls were appreciated and I've owned two smartphones from my winnings rather than earning profits to buy a brand new one. 😊📱📱

My Experience:

• As of now, I'm still using it within a month, with zero issues, and completely intact whatsoever, even the tempered glass screen protector built-in had no cracks, only minor scratches. My old Honor 8C, on the other hand, showed its aging from usage, the back of the phone had already peeled off from wiping, mostly beside the fingerprint scan, and the tempered glass had two huge lines of cracks when I unlocked the phone. Now back to my Tecno phone, I decided to tweak the battery settings to make it more longevity by lower the refresh rate to "auto" instead of staying 120Hz because of battery consumption. Yes, the 5000mAh battery was huge (at the time), nowadays, it became a default standard on all modern smartphones, particularly the budget line. Another thing was switching off the virtual memory for the same reasons. Still, I have no plans to install heavy mobile games (even if I finally getting hands on the 1TB Micro SD card). I was gonna install "Asphalt 9 Legends", but I was so busy doing things. Other than that, though, it is perfectly fine. 📱😊👍

Overall & Asking Price:

• I'm enjoyed my new smartphone from Tecno Mobile, and man, I'm thankful enough to getting hands on absolutely FREE by winning instead of buying with my earnings. 🥰📱

• As for the price of this phone, this 16GB RAM version I have cost ₱7,999 ($142) 💵, while the 21GB RAM version cost ₱8,499 ($151) 💵, as of March of 2024. (Both from the official online shopping site and physical phone stores nationwide) And despite the pricings, it is officially a "Budget Smartphone" with remarkable specs and neat features that rivals the mid-range/flagship smartphone lines (sometimes). In all honesty, there's not much difference between the two, same specs with different RAM choices. Although, she should've review the 21GB version instead of the 16GB of the same phone, but that's just ME. I think I'm happy with what I've claimed! 📱😊👍

Well, that's all for now! 😊 More topics to come, very soon. In the meantime, I have another parcel coming up, so please → [CLICK ME!].

Tagged: @lordromulus90, @bryan360, @carmenramcat, @leapant, @rafacaz4lisam2k4, @paektu, @alexander1301

[stellar-snz]

Some worldbuilding stuff lol

So… yeah, since one of my OCs is a robot girlie- I just wanted to explain how stuff works :3 Disclaimer that I don't really know much abt this kinda stuff, and this is just me trying to make sense of stuff and apply it to a non-human species.

A.) How do robots even sneeze? ✦ Wellp, there are various causes, really… but first it kinda depends on how their code works. Usually, bots' systems are programmed to be sturdy, but some creators want to give their bots personality and make them feel "human" so they give them "special weaknesses"

✦ They also have filters so if something (small) that shouldn't be in there is detected by their system, it immediately works to expel it. Their filters also have to be cleaned regularly since if too much dust/pollen accumulates there- they'll sneeze irregardless whether they have a weakness to dust and/or pollen. The bots that do have a weakness to it just have a harder time with it.

✦ Not really sure how I would write holdbacks into this, but I guess they keep their 'minds' off the urge to sneeze? Like they try to overwrite that function by occupying their 'brain' with something else. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't- but it will have to come out one way or another.

✦ Since robots don't really need to breathe, those hitches of breaths before sneezing is translated to like… too many functions needing to execute first before sneezing in the case of robots. Being present near an allergen makes their system go haywire.

B.) How do robots get sick? ✦ Robots can catch 'viruses' from infected USB ports. There are public charging stations for them to use or they can lend each other chargers. For every human affliction, there's a robot counterpart (example: "rhinovirus" is the virus that makes it susceptible for humans to catch colds, bots have "rhino.vir")

✦ Some bots are programmed with alert and strong antiviruses so they can easily detect if they got infected and their antivirus will chomp away at the malware. Others do not, so they can buy a small stick of code from the store with code that will get rid of the virus in their system. It's good for one use only, though

✦ They can also just get themselves upgraded, depending if they have enough memory.

✦ They also get sick if they overexert themselves too much. (example: waking up on Monday to a 82% charge, then sleeping with a low battery percentage, then waking up not fully charged or with an even lower percentage and repeating this process for a long time.)

✦ When they get sick, they overheat (fever) and their system slows down (fatigue)

✦ When sick, their battery refuses to charge, but they'll continue to overheat, so it's best to give them something to cool off first.

✦ Their equivalent to the hospital is "parts and services"

C.) Do they eat? ✦ Yepp, they eat. The food/drink they ingest gets broken down into energy and adds up to their battery. Most new models ingest human foods/drinks while older models stick to oil and bolts.

[qwanderer]

I have a working laptop that will stream my shows! Yay!

It was scheduled to arrive yesterday, when I was helping a friend move, and I figured if tracking marked it as arrived I would just get someone there to pop me back home to get it inside. However, FedEx left me one of those "sign this to say that we can leave your package and not be responsible for what happens to it" slips, and very little other option, so I signed it.

I didn't intentionally schedule delivery on a day off, and if it had just been dropped off during a work day without any fuss, I would have been a little worried but not enough to actually do anything about it. But I feel like the signed slip really begs the attention of porch pirates.

Today I was hoping tracking wouldn't tell me it had arrived until after work, but when I checked at eleven a. m. It was delivered and I was like "I need to go make sure it gets inside or I will not be able to focus."

I tried to do things by the book, by going to my manager and being like "I need to pop back home, I could clock out for lunch and take a Lyft over" but he was like "no it's okay, stay clocked in and let's see if Bill will drive you" because it was a slow day and we were all kind of looking for useful things to do anyway.

(side note, my coworkers are existentially confusing because they are so nice to me and I wish them all the best but they are so mean to each other and have such rancid incoherent political opinions. This same manager also mocked one of the other guys for telling his mom he loved her while they were on the phone this morning.)

Anyway I got the kit! There was one "default" component that I thought would be included, you know, by default, but it was not. However it is not essential to the operation of the laptop, so I set up without it. I ordered it separately because it will increase the lifespan of the charging port.

if you order a diy framework 13 laptop, they will describe the usb-c expansion cards as "default" but you still have to check the box to get them! Fortunately they are a usb-c to usb-c passthrough and can be bypassed in a pinch.

It's tricky to unplug the charger from inside the expansion card slot, though, so I'm hoping I only need to charge it once or twice before the card arrives.

Other than that, assembly and startup went relatively smoothly! Just a couple of concerning moments like not being able to get wifi during the Ubuntu 22 install when the tutorial said I should have it, but after os installation I was able to just go into settings and set it up.

Tested the important thing, which is that I can stream leverage redemption again!

Tomorrow I will start moving over my files and maybe think about wiping my old laptop and installing Ubuntu mate or something else light and nimble that can run an up to date version of firefox on a tiny purple netbook with three gigs of ram.

[moonsmultimusings]

When Shuichi learned that Rantaro was still going to be on campus for Christmas, he was relieved. Not only because it's always nice to see the adventurer whenever he can, but especially because he wanted to give him a gift; something he hopes he will love and can be of great use to him.

A smile widens on his face when he eventually spots Rantaro, and does a small jog up to him as he calls out: "Ah, Rantaro... !" He comes to a stop once he's close enough and caught his attention, and greets: "Hi, hope you didn't mind me stopping you for a second. It's just: I wanted to give you a gift... ! I have it in this bag, here... "

He extends out to Rantaro, a gift bag. "For you, Rantaro... Merry Christmas and I hope you'll love it." Inside was a gray travel backpack, with a USB charger port. built in on the side of the backpack. Then inside one of the pockets, was a thermos travel bottle. "S.. So I know a traveler like you must have plenty of travel bags, already, but... ! I had found this one, that comes with a charging port built into it. I thought maybe that'd make it much more convenient to charge things like your cellphone at any time. I believe it's also said to be waterproof, too... ah, and as for the mug, it holds cold and hot drinks very well, so I had to include, hehe. But yeah, I thought, maybe a bag like this could be of use to you on your travels... !" (Merry Christmas~!!! 💚🎒)

Celebrating Christmas at home in Japan felt like a bit of a waste. Not because Rantaro tended to do much to celebrate wherever he was, but because the idea of taking a holiday with his work still unfinished always bothered him. He planned to spend his time home planning his next trip and trying to get ahead on his work for classes. It would be a case of taking advantage of the time to prepare, he was afraid. That was the most he could do.

The day was growing closer, and he was surprised to see how much the others were in some sort of Christmas spirit. He always considered these sorts of things to be more for kids. Like Halloween. His classmates, though, seemed to really be getting into it. He didn't feel he had a lot to add to the class's festivities, other than offering them a bit of information about some of the different Christmas celebrations he'd seen around the world. Places where it was a much bigger deal than in Japan. They seemed to take these to heart as suggestions for different things to try, rather than a bit of information observed rather than researched.

It was shortly after leaving class one of these days that Shuichi decided to pull him aside. His name was called out, and he stopped, turning back to see Shuichi lightly jogging to meet him. “Hm? What's up, Shuichi?” Was something wrong? This was his first thought, but the detective held out a gift bag for him. A present?

“Oh, you didn't have to do all of this!” He hadn't gotten gifts for anyone this year, really. He'd doubted anyone in his class would've considered him a close enough friend to try and stop for. For as casual as he could be at times, he did follow the typical rule of first humbly rejecting a gift before receiving it. When he opened it up, he was met with… a new travel backpack, with more bells and whistles than his own had. His own was, of course, had already started to more than show its age. With how often he used bags like that, it only made sense that they would wear out quickly. Along with the bag was a well-insulated thermos to keep items warm (or cold). Functionality was key in gifts for him. He turned the bottle over in his hands, examining its outer wall. It was definitely thick… It would help him out greatly, he was sure. Neither of these gifts were terribly cheap, either. Not that he tended to keep great track of finances, but these weren't exactly inexpensive items to gift someone.

The smile he returned was genuine. “Thanks, Shuichi. I'm sure I'll get a lot of use out of these.” He hung the backpack on his bag, adjusting the straps. “I don't have anything for you right now…” He couldn't offer some random supplies he had on him in exchange for such a gift. “You'll be at the top of my list next year, though.” If he made it that long. He supposed he had someone to shop for again.

[gizopedia]

Lenovo - Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition - Copilot+ PC Alright, so let’s dive into the Lenovo - Yoga Slim 7i, a real gem in sleek laptops. If you're into portable devices with serious performance, this one’s likely to catch your eye. Lenovo’s Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition isn’t just about looks, though it sure is a surprise, but there’s more to it than meets the eye. Why are we talking about it? Simple. There’s a buzz around the Yoga Slim 7i, and for good reason. It's built to blend power with portability, which means it ticks the boxes for people on the go — business pros, digital nomads, or even students who crave efficiency without carrying a brick around. Now, who’s it for? This is a machine to consider if you're big on consumer electronics and can’t stand slow devices that can’t keep up with your pace. Whether you're crunching numbers or creating content, the Lenovo - Yoga Slim 7ia has the tools to keep things flowing. This one's clearly for those who want performance, portability, and let's face it, a little bit of style. Key Features & Specifications of Lenovo - Yoga Slim 7ia Let’s break down what makes the Lenovo - Yoga Slim 7i stand out in the crowd. Here's a look at the main features, explained in a way that won’t make you feel like you need a tech degree to understand! 1. Performance & Power Intel Core Processor: This baby runs on the latest Intel Core processors, meaning it’s got enough power to handle anything you throw at it – from multitasking to running heavy software like Photoshop. Copilot+ Feature: Lenovo's Copilot+ is designed to make your workflow smoother, offering smart assistance for tasks like editing documents, managing files, or even brainstorming ideas. It’s your digital sidekick. Memory and Storage: Packed with 16GB RAM and 512GB SSD storage, you can expect quick boots, fast load times, and plenty of space for your files without the worry of slowing down. 2. Display & Design 14-inch Display: You’ve got a 14-inch display here with crisp, clear visuals. It’s not just about sharpness – the colors pop too, so whether you’re watching a movie or editing photos, you’ll love what you see. Aura Edition Design: The “Aura” in the name isn’t just for fun – this laptop comes with a special edition design that’s both minimalistic and premium. It's lightweight, slim, and gives off those sophisticated vibes. Perfect if you want a device that looks as good as it performs. 3. Battery Life All-day Battery: Expect a battery that keeps you going through the day. Lenovo promises impressive longevity, and while it always depends on what you’re doing, the Yoga Slim 7i should last you through a solid workday without reaching for the charger every few hours. 4. Portability & Build Slim & Lightweight: True to its name, the Yoga Slim is thin and light. It’s built to be carried around without making your bag feel like a burden. Durable Build: Don’t let the sleekness fool you. The build is solid, durable, and can withstand daily wear and tear, which makes it travel-friendly. 5. Connectivity Options Wi-Fi 6 & Bluetooth 5.1: Faster, more reliable connections, whether you’re hopping on a Zoom call or syncing with your phone. USB-C Thunderbolt Ports: These ports are not just there for charging. They offer fast data transfer, display connections, and even power delivery – giving you flexibility when it comes to external devices. Performance of the Lenovo - Yoga Slim 7i Let’s talk speed and reliability. The Lenovo - Yoga Slim 7i is pretty impressive in the performance department. Running on an Intel Core i7 processor, this machine doesn’t shy away from delivering smooth, quick responses, whether you’re multitasking between apps or diving into more demanding tasks like video editing. Speed & Responsiveness Booting up is fast — we’re talking seconds. The 16GB of RAM helps keep things fluid, so switching between apps is seamless. You can open a dozen tabs in Chrome, play some Spotify in the background, and even edit a photo without the system lagging.

The SSD storage also speeds up load times for apps and files, which makes everything feel snappy. Reliability & Workload Handling When it comes to handling your daily workload, the Yoga Slim 7i does the job well. I’ve thrown spreadsheets, photo edits, and streaming into the mix, and it handled everything without breaking a sweat. Whether you’re in productivity mode or just browsing, this device doesn’t disappoint. The Copilot+ feature is a nice addition too, acting as your assistant by automating small tasks and helping with ideas. It’s not game-changing, but it's useful enough to make you feel the difference. Issues & Limitations Of course, no laptop is perfect, right? While the Lenovo Yoga Slim 7i is great for most tasks, it’s not a beast for hardcore gaming or heavy 3D rendering. Pushing it with graphically intense tasks can make the cooling system work overtime. You’ll start hearing the fans whirring up when things get intense, but for regular use, it stays pretty quiet. One more thing: battery life, while decent, doesn’t always match the “all-day” claim under more demanding use. If you’re running multiple apps or watching videos, you might need to recharge before the end of the day. Still, for a slim laptop, it holds up better than most in this category. In short, for anyone needing a reliable, fast, and sleek machine that can handle everyday tasks with ease, the Lenovo - Yoga Slim 7i checks all the boxes. Just don’t expect it to handle extreme, resource-heavy software like a full-on gaming rig. Value for Money: Is the Lenovo - Yoga Slim 7i Worth It? Now, when it comes to price, the Lenovo - Yoga Slim 7i sits in that premium laptop range. Depending on where you're shopping, prices generally hover between $1,000 to $1,300. That’s an investment, so the big question is whether it's worth shelling out the cash. What You’re Paying For You’re getting a lot for your money with the Yoga Slim 7i. The build quality alone screams premium — from the sleek Aura Edition design to the powerful Intel Core processor and Copilot+ feature, it’s clear Lenovo aimed high here. The laptop’s 16GB of RAM and 512GB SSD combo also pushes it into the high-performance category, meaning you’re paying for a device that can keep up with a range of demanding tasks. Competitive Edge Now, compared to its competitors, you’re likely to find some laptops around the same price point that don’t offer the same level of finish or portability. For example, similar models from Dell or HP might pack similar specs, but Lenovo's Yoga Slim 7i tends to beat them in terms of design and portability without sacrificing much on performance. Deals & Offers Occasionally, you might spot discounts or seasonal deals on sites like Amazon, Best Buy, or directly from Lenovo’s store. Grabbing this model during sales could knock off $100 or more, which adds to the value factor. It’s worth waiting for those moments if you’re not in a hurry. Is It Worth the Price? Honestly, if you’re in the market for a slim, portable laptop that doesn’t compromise on performance, then the Yoga Slim 7i is a solid investment. It feels well-balanced for the price, especially when you consider the smart features like Copilot+, impressive battery life, and overall aesthetic. Compared to similar high-end laptops, the Lenovo Yoga Slim 7i does offer good value, especially if you prioritize style and portability alongside solid performance. Conclusion: Should You Go for the Lenovo - Yoga Slim 7i? To wrap it all up, the Lenovo - Yoga Slim 7i shines as a top contender in the world of slim, premium laptops. Its combination of performance, portability, and sleek Aura Edition design makes it a strong choice for anyone looking for a powerful yet stylish machine. Whether you’re a student, professional, or someone constantly on the move, this laptop delivers where it counts. Who Should Get It? If you're looking for: A fast, reliable laptop that can handle multitasking, office work, and creative projects.

Portability without compromising on performance, making it perfect for travel or moving between meetings. A stylish, premium feel that doesn’t just look good but performs well too. Then, the Yoga Slim 7i is highly recommended. It checks all the right boxes for those who value sleek design alongside high-functioning internals. Any Hesitations? If you're into hardcore gaming or need a machine for heavy-duty graphics work, this probably isn't your best bet. For day-to-day tasks, though, it's hard to beat, especially considering its portability and feature set. In short, the Lenovo - Yoga Slim 7i is a solid investment for the right user. If you fall into that category, it’s worth considering. Here's a trending FAQ for the Lenovo Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition: FAQ 1. What is the Lenovo Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition? The Lenovo Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition is a premium, ultra-slim laptop designed for users seeking a blend of style, portability, and performance. 2. What are the standout features of the Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition? Key features include a stunning high-resolution display, the latest Intel processors, immersive audio, long battery life, and a sleek, lightweight design. 3. How does the Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition perform for multitasking and productivity? Equipped with powerful Intel Core processors and up to 16GB of RAM, it handles multitasking smoothly, ideal for productivity apps, web browsing, and light creative tasks. 4. Is the Lenovo Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition good for creative work? With a high-quality display and powerful graphics options, the Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition can support light photo editing, video streaming, and graphic design work. 5. What makes the display on the Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition special? The laptop boasts a vivid, high-resolution display with narrow bezels and vibrant color accuracy, making it great for content consumption and creation. 6. How portable is the Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition? Weighing just around 1.2 kg (2.6 lbs) with a slim profile, it’s highly portable and designed for easy mobility. 7. What is the battery life of the Lenovo Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition? Expect up to 10 hours on a single charge under typical usage, with rapid charging capabilities for quick top-ups. 8. Does the Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition support Wi-Fi 6 and Bluetooth 5? Yes, it supports Wi-Fi 6 and Bluetooth 5 for fast, reliable connections and enhanced wireless performance. 9. What ports are available on the Lenovo Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition? It includes USB-C, USB-A, HDMI, and a headphone jack, giving you versatile connectivity options. 10. Where can I purchase the Lenovo Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition? The Yoga Slim 7i Aura Edition is available through Lenovo’s official website, online retailers, and select electronics stores.

[apexsalaesarena]

13-Ounce USB-Rechargeable Fruit Blender

Juice and smoothies in a flash Need that morning fruit smoothie? Rushing to the gym but need your protein drink? You could get it in as little as one minute. Our 13-Ounce USB-Rechargeable Fruit Blender utilizes an ultra-powerful copper-build motor and six SU304-stainless-steel sawtooth blades to whip up anything in record time.

An on-the-go solution The best part about our blender? It’s small and portable (3 x 13 inches) -- you can carry it with you anywhere. Plus, the blender, when detached from the blender chamber, doubles as a drink cup! No bulk makes this device great for camping trips, picnics, beach trips, and more.

Marvel at 22,000 revolutions per minute Our blender’s sawtooth blades move super fast, whipping up smoothies and seamlessly blending ice, powders, fruit, and vegetables for a chunk-free finish. Best results come from solid ingredients cut into 0.5in (1.27cm) chunks. Food-grade safe for high performance Made of eco-friendly, non-toxic thermoplastic polymer and ABS plastic, this blender is created to meet food-grade standards. A sturdy silicone bottom ensures a non-slip and shock-absorbing base as you blend away.

Battery powered and USB rechargeable Our 13-Ounce USB-Rechargeable Fruit Blender is powered by a built-in, rechargeable 2000mAh 3.7V. Each blender comes with a USB cord for your convenience: you can charge your blender up from your laptop, a portable power bank, car port charger, or outlet charger. It’s just the ultimate convenience for you to enjoy your favorite drink wherever you are.

Bright LED display A LED-illuminated power button helps you turn on (or turn off) at a glance. From a dim campsite to dark early mornings in the kitchen, start your morning with something convenient and easy to use.

Safety-sensor protected To deter from potential messes or accidents, a built-in safety sensor in the blender prevents the machine from powering on if the cup isn’t fully closed or tightened enough. Protect your base Enjoy your 13-Ounce USB-Rechargeable Fruit Blender and wash it after every use to maintain cleanliness. Cleanup is easy, and washing after every use ensures no build up of mold, bacteria, or attraction of flies and bugs. Make sure though to keep the blender base where the blades and power port are away from water to avoid damage. Read the full article

[yoosetech]

Why You Need a USB Mini Shaver in Your Grooming Kit

Today’s generation is busy, and time is of the essence in our society; therefore, people are in search of products that are quick to use when it comes to personal care. The Yoose USB Mini Shaver can be described as one of the most useful additions to your grooming kit as it is compact yet efficient. Unlike other shavers, this mini shaver portable design allows you to shave and look neat anywhere you are. Here, you will find out why a USB mini shaver should be part of your grooming tools collection.

 

Portability and Convenience

The first and greatest strength of a yoose nose hair trimmer is its small form factor. These devices are very small, many of them no larger than the size of a lipstick case. This means that you can easily slip one into your pocket, briefcase, or gym bag and be sure that your situation is under control.

Contrasting with the usual electric razors, which are rather massive in size and weight, a MINI portable shaver is created for traveling. You can carry it with you, and then you are prepared when your pet needs grooming.

USB Charging Capability

Yes, the term USB in a USB mini shaver is not just a name but has some real meaning. This feature makes these devices very flexible, especially in terms of charging. You can recharge your shaver with any USB interface.

This means you can charge it from your laptop while working, from a power bank while traveling or even from your car’s USB port while commuting. There is no need to have a special charger or think about the kind of outlet that may be available.

Versatility in Grooming

Most mini shavers for men are not exclusive to facial hair. Others come with added accessories, such as the Yoose mini shaver, a unisex facial hair trimmer with additional accessories. This list commonly encompasses a nose hair trimmer.

This versatility ensures that you can groom various parts of the body with a single small appliance. It can shave off the beard, neaten up the sideburns, and even trim the nose hair if necessary.

Perfect for Travel

Every traveler should carry a MINI portable razor if he or she frequently shaves while on the go. It is small and can be easily fitted in luggage, so it is suitable for a short business trip or even a long vacation.

A good number of these shavers are dry shavers, which means that you do not have to look for a sink or carry shaving cream around. This makes them ideal for a touch-up, perhaps in airport or hotel washrooms.

Cost-Effective Solution

Even though a USB mini shaver might cost the same as a normal electric razor when you first purchase it, it will be cheaper in the long run. This means you do not have to buy different grooming apparatuses for the various grooming activities.

Additionally, since the tool is easy to use, you may not need the service of a professional groomer as often as before. Those brief touches can come in handy to ensure you do not appear like you have not been to a barber in a long time.

Conclusion

Yoose USB Mini Shaver is one of those tools that must be in any man's grooming kit. This tool is portable, performs effectively, and is flexible and economical to use compared to traditional shaving equipment. If one is in search of a shaver that is efficient and easy to use, then this foil shaver should not be ignored. Learn more about the Yoose USB Mini Shaver and other new grooming products from Yoose Tech.

[mysynthfetish]

Rumble of Ancient Times 18650 Mod

So first this happened...

Feckin went and caught covid again, this time I guess it was the latest strain. Walk in the park compared to when I caught the Omicron variant, that sucked balls. But I had a high fever that lasted for four and a half freakin days, peaking at 39.9ºC, that would go down to 38ºC when I took the fever reducer meds, then shoot right back up to over 39º once the meds stopped working. It's already almost two weeks later and I'm still wrecked, feel like I've been steamrollered. Oof. But before that was going on I obtained this:

The Rumble of Ancient Times. But hold on a sec, something looks different, and not just the groovy colored knob caps from Thonk (those are the shit by the way, they work on the Aira compact and Korg Volca series too). What's that peeking out at the lower left? A USB-C PORT? What mischief is this?! Mwuhahahaha. Yeah so originally it's powered by four triple-A batteries in a holder that has no lid, just exposed to the elements on the bottom side, and I dunno, something about that didn't sit well with me. I was thinking I could power it off a small USB-C smartphone battery brick, but no matter what I did I couldn't get it to power on, then I remembered that those only put out +5V, d'oh! So I had a peep around Jamazon, and found this:

SUPER feckin small thing, that. Like the size of my thumbnail plus a few mm. So what the thing is, is a Li-ion Li-po charger PLUS a step-up transformer in a wee package there. I think it will actually go all the way up to +24V. As it was, I soldered it up according to the diagram there on Jamazon, and after charging an 18650 successfully, feckin A right skippy this shit just might work man! I wired it up to a multimeter to test output voltage, then tweaked the wee trimmer to get +6V output. Then I jimmied the power leads onto the RoAT and crossed my fingers and said three Hail Satans and threw the switch and presto! it feckin worked! SO stoked. 18650s are cheap as balls, and this whole setup is taller but not so much larger than the original configuration, have a look:

I used rather thick 3M VHB super super extra strong double-sided tape to hold the two down, then obtained 25mm hexagonal brass M3 standoff leggiwegs and put it all together, as you can see in the photo second from top. Jamazon again. Well it's either them or order from Kyohritsu and pay almost the same amount but with Jamazon the stuff arrives the next day (or same day depending on the time I place the order). Anyway...

This is what it originally looked like. The battery holder is pretty sturdy and has a goddam good grip on the batteries but still... Hmmmm.

This is the schleprock special in place. I coulda trimmed the wiring a bit but at this point I was like let's just be done with this already. And the awesomesauceiest thing about it is NO NOISE from the battery. This is something that I was super worried about, given that I was going to power the thing with a non-standard power source, but in the end it all worked out fine and YAY ME! Oh I suppose I should mention cost. The batteries were the most expensive part at about ¥2000 for two, because I chose the made in Japan option. For five of the wee USB-C charging slash step up boards plus battery socket/holders it was ¥1399. So to me it felt like $34 even though the exchange rate is ridiculous and the yen is getting its arse beaten senseless right now. Feck. Yeah so if there's anyone out there with one of these thinking ya know I dunno about those batteries... this is an easy to do mod. I don't know how long the battery will hold out for between charges, but seeing as the circuit on the RoAT probably doesn't eat current, I imagine I could go a month or so between charges. This will also work with the flat 3.7V Li-Po batteries by the way. That would yield a lower profile and give a smaller overall device to mess with. Just have to watch out for the mAh value and make sure it's above 3000. Might mess with that in the future. Hmmmm. Something else I did...

Barely visible.. The LED frequency and the shutter speed were not playing nicely with each other. I changed out the Solo and Mute LEDs on a Korg Nanokontrol, to white and yellow respectively, just because. I got a 1010music blue box digital mixer and found out you can use class compliant USB control surfaces and was like well shit. So there you go. The LEDs were SMD but since getting that SMD desolderer thingy off AliExpress, doing work like this has become quite easy. It's still a pain to solder LEDs the size of dust motes though. Jeeezus those things are feckin small.

Hope all is well with you and yours.

[ayush1303]

Unleash the Power: Exploring the Essential Charger Accessories

One of the most important gadgets in our daily life is the charger. They are our loyal companions who supply the energy for our gadgets and make sure we're always connected and productive. Keeping our devices charged is essential in this busy world where they play a major role in our daily lives.

Let's start with the charging wires. Even though they might not appear important, having quality ones can have a significant impact. The proper cables will prevent damage and enable quicker charging for your gadgets.

Then there are charging adapters and power banks. Adapters with lots of USB ports or fast-charging abilities let you charge more than one thing at once. Power banks are like portable chargers you can take with you when you're out and about.

Wireless chargers are very cool in today's time as the long cables are very irritating and confusing. You just put your device on the charger, and it starts charging without any cables. They look sleek and tidy on your desk or nightstand. Choose Cadyce for premium charger accessories.

[fixnotcharging]

iPhone 13 Not Charging Here are 9 Way to Fix It 2024

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There are a number of potential causes for an iPhone's decreased charging capacity. One or more of the following could be the source of the problem: defective hardware, a malfunctioning charger, or software.

We will walk you through the process of testing for each of these issues in the upcoming steps. You should have little trouble resolving the issue once you identify the part that's stopping your iPhone 13 from charging

1. Hard Reset Your iPhone

A hard reset is typically used as a short-term fix for software issues. It only makes your iPhone restart, which doesn't do anything and frequently causes the issue to resurface.

How Do I Hard Reset My iPhone?

Once the screen goes black and the Apple logo shows up, simultaneously press and hold the power and volume down buttons.

Release the two buttons when the Apple logo shows again.

The hard reset is finished when your iPhone restarts.

2. Examine Your Lightning Cable

If a reset fails, inspect your Lightning cord for cuts, frays, or damage, as damaged cables are ineffective in transmitting power.

The Lightning connector end that slides into your iPhone and any places where the cable bends should be closely inspected.

Get a brand-new, Apple-certified cable to replace the damaged one. Utilise only pristine cables.

3. Try using any other alternative charging techniques.

• Check to see whether the issue is not just with the wire, but also with the outlet or the power supply.

• Test with various charging setups, including:

• Apple's official USB power adaptor;

• A computer's USB port;

• A wireless Qi charging pad;

• A vehicle charger

4. Look inside the Lightning Port for any particles

• Carefully inspect your iPhone's Lightning port for any lint, dust, or dust collection.

• Use a torch and a softly clean toothbrush to remove any dirt. Clogged ports can prevent connections.

Make sure the port is completely dry before trying to charge again.

5. Update the software on the iPhone 13

Outdated software is another issue that keeps an iPhone 13 from charging properly.

Navigate to Settings > General > Software Update to find and install any available iOS updates.

The most recent OS Optimization and bug fixes may resolve your charging problems.

6. Reset the configuration of the network.

As a final option, choose Settings > General > Reset > Reset Network Settings to reset your network settings.

Any unfavourable network setups that might be restricting charging will be removed as a result.

After it has restarted, try charging your iPhone 13 once again.

7. For a while, charge your iPhone

Allow your iPhone to remain charged for around half an hour if you have just charged it and it still doesn't work. In the event that the charge has not advanced or is not visible at all

8. Cool Down iPhone 13 Release

Occasionally, when charging, your iPhone may become warmer than usual. The iPhone will automatically cease charging if the battery gets too hot, perhaps halting at 80% of its capacity. In that case, it's advisable to disconnect the iPhone and move it somewhere cooler. The Optimised Battery charging option will automatically deactivate after it cools down, allowing you to use it once again. Hopefully, this time will be different.

9. Contact with Apple Support

After carefully going through the troubleshooting steps, if the problem persists, get in touch with Apple Support for individualized assistance.

You can schedule a mail-in iPhone repair service through Apple's support website, or you can schedule an appointment at a Genius Bar in an Apple Store.

Apple's servicing guarantees official, high-quality fixes from the manufacturer, even though it isn't free.

Source link:- https://fixnotcharging.com/iphone-13-not-charging-here-are-9-way-to-fix-it-2024

[call-me-een]

Powers?

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Nama sensed that you were asleep as she passed through a town that not many people are awake to see and got to the main concrete road. As more buildings came into view the slower her pace got, soon they were in the main part of town, a plaza with a few fast-food restaurants and stores. Moving to the side of the road into a curb-side parking spot, she dropped the rope in her mouth before running off into the plaza. When you came to, you sat up at the back of the wagon and looked around to take in your surroundings. To your left were a few houses before getting cut off on a four-way intersection. In front of you there’s a few more houses and to your left was a plaza; the first place you saw with a lit up sign, McDonald’s. You’re just about to get out until Nama pops up with a small McDonalds bag in her mouth, you glance up at the bright light of the restaurant’s sign and look back at the orange canine, you take the bag from Nama as you sit back down and check your phone as Nama trails behind you, 8:22, it read in white numbers – in the top right corner it read 18% battery but much more signal. You put your phone beside you with your charger. Your legs stretched out in front of you, Nama went and rested on your right shin, you let her cause she must’ve been tired from running. Taking out the food she, somehow, asked one of the workers for, there was a ten piece nugget box and a medium fries; you put it on your lap, as you ate you looked around to see if you can find an outlet for your phone to charge, you look at Nama and gently stroke her head with your clean hand. Once you finished eating you decided to stay put until Nama woke up, you brought your left knee to your chest and hugged it with your left arm. You put the two boxes into the paper bag, there’s a trash can by the glass doors and an outlet near the tables out on the patio. You look up at the dark night sky, you’re able to see almost all the stars with the exception of the ones hiding behind the clouds. You look at your phone once more, your thumb resting on the home button, 8:37 PM – 8%, you narrow your eyes at the battery and how quickly it’s draining, but then the second knuckle of your thumb starts to glow white with the light being illuminated by a USB tattoo? An outline of one though, you hear your phone ding in your hand and you look up see that the battery shot up to 100%, shocked you dropped your phone in your lap as you held your thumb to your eyes; you also felt your right shin go cold so you thought that Nama must’ve woken up. As you inspect your thumb you see a scar where the USB tattoo was, you hear the tapping of Nama walking in front of you as you open back your phone to make sure you weren’t hallucinating, and in small white letters the battery reads as 100%. You didn’t have much time to think about it as Nama pulled you up and out of the wagon by your sweater sleeve and ran, dragging you, to a street of houses.