#the ones w manual subs

[chuuphic]

watched the yeri chuu video and i can understand some of the things they are saying. #polyglot

[moodymisty]

'We float for Macragge.' That is the cutest quote ever omg. Thank you for blessing me with this, I'd never seen the meme before. The blueberries are so charming sometimes 🥺 -anon that likes excerpts

It's one of the less popular iconic WH40k memes, but I see people reference it sometimes. Here's some more funnies because I like forcing people to read this stuff.

There's also the fucking hilarious scene of an astartes with new terminator armor falling through a floor, and his buddy has to call a crew with a crane to get him out, which is fucking hysterical. (master of sanctity)

‘Some kind of sub-level here,’ reported Daellon. ‘Descending.’ ‘Wait!’ yelled Telemenus, but his warning came too late. The audio pick-ups brought the sound of splintering woods and crumbling ferrocrete followed by an almighty crash. Daellon cursed without pause over the vox. ‘Report,’ barked Arbalan. ‘Brother Daellon misjudged the load bearing of some internal stairs, brother-sergeant,’ said Telemenus, trying not to laugh. For once he was glad somebody else was attracting the negative scrutiny. There was a chuckle from Cadmael and a sigh from Arbalan. ‘Daellon, can you climb out?’ asked the sergeant. ‘Negative, a three metre drop at least. The floor will not hold my weight to pull myself up.’ ‘No threats detected,’ Telemenus added, his auspex sensors encompassing the long row of huts. ‘Understood,’ said Arbalan. He sounded impatient. ‘Daellon, remain in place, I will signal for an armoury extraction team. Telemenus, rejoin the squad.'

There's also a book I don't remember where a group of baseline humans are descending from tight steps with an astartes, and are VERY concerned at the creaking of the stairs from his weight. Chunky boi

Also here's Guilliman making a joke in Armour of Fate about him being stuck in this massive bulky armor and Sicarius just, doesn't get it. This moment was another reason why I always recommend Dark Imperium to people, it just kind of gets Guilliman and how different he is from his legion now.

Sheaves of blueprints were scattered across the desk in front of him. He spotted something of interest written on one and reached for it, gritting his teeth against the purring of the suit. He always reached with his right hand. The integration points for the Hand of Dominion on his left made picking anything up nigh on impossible, even with the over gauntlet and its underslung bolter removed. Day-to-day tasks such as this were a struggle. His armoured fingers pushed at slick plastek. Ceramite skidded across the papers, knocking them to the ground in wafting flutters. ‘Oh, for the love of…’ he grumbled as he bent awkwardly to pick them up. The Armour of Fate was bulky. As its waist joint prevented him from flexing his spine and reaching the floor, he had to kneel. He reached for the scattered flimsies. Fingertips failed to grasp the sheets, sending them fleeing in small armadas over the polished floor. He growled in frustration, abandoned his task and stood, drawing a curious look from Sicarius. ‘I have the manual dexterity of a Legio Cybernetica battle automaton!’ Guilliman said. ‘Created by the Lord of All Mankind, master of the greatest armies in the Imperium, and I cannot pick up a plastek flimsy.’ He glared at the offending articles. ‘My greatest enemy.’ There was a thoughtful quiet. ‘You are joking, my lord?’ said Sicarius. Guilliman looked at Sicarius. He had to turn all the way around to do so. The pauldrons, ornamental wings and large halo mounted on his back made it impossible for him to see over his shoulder. At least he had stopped knocking into things. There was that. ‘By the Throne, why am I expected to be serious at all times? Yes, Captain Sicarius, I am making light of my predicament. During the worst of the Great Crusade, I was known to make the occasional jest. Even after Terra fell. I did not spend my entire previous life writing deep thoughts into little notebooks, but sometimes dared to enjoy myself. I suppose that was not recorded in the hagiographies.’ ‘Humour is not something you are renowned for, my lord.’ ‘My time in this new age has revealed that to me amply.’

I have way too many random book moments stuck in my head. And not enough space for actual useful information.

[everythingdenied]

breaking the bed in-matty healy

a/n: hi bb's <3 it's been a while, huh? but i'm back on my bullshit & after like eight years of deliberating what to write...i present to you: sub!matty. i wrote most of this half asleep and i haven't proofread it yet but i'm desperate to post so here you all go hehe ;) also, i can't thank @eaglestar31 enough for all the help and inspo w this (including this beautiful fucking picture.) everyone go say thank you evie!!!

warnings: pure filth, fem!reader, mentions of light restrains/being tied up etc wc: 2403

When he and I had shared our first kiss in a dingy Soho bar, drunk on cheap lager and lust, I'd hardly imagined that, one day, we'd find ourselves here, moving in together.

Sat cross legged in our apartment, hearts full and rooms bare, it felt strange to be able to say that, finally, we were settling down. It was only a small flat, a little one bedroom tucked away on the outskirts of Bethnal Green, but I didn't mind one bit. I'd have been content living in an old wheelie bin, as long as it was our wheelie bin to share. I didn't even care that the place was a mess, cardboard boxes littering every room, or that Matty had somehow already managed to make the air heavy with the smell of his cigarettes; I was floating on a high, one that even the tedious building of flat pack furniture couldn't spoil. No matter how much Matty whined about it. 

Padding into our bedroom with my hands curled around a lukewarm cup of coffee, my lips curved into an affectionate smile at the sight before me. Matty was sat cross legged on the floor, brows knitted together in concentration as he desperately tried to screw our new bed-frame together. He'd been at it all afternoon, vehemently insistent that building a bed was light work for him. However, as the hours passed, it had become increasingly obvious that DIY wasn't exactly his strong suit, despite the manly facade he'd initially put on. Albeit, I couldn't complain; watching him hard at work with his sweatpants hanging low on his waist and sweat sheathing his brow had been the highlight of moving day.

"How's it comin' along?" I teased playfully, gingerly leaning against the doorframe as I watched Matty attempt to jam an ill-fitting screw into the bed post, his muscles flexing in his tight black tank top.

Huffing, he let out a frustrated whimper as the screw fell from his hand, hitting the floor with a loud clank.

"Shit..." he cursed, glancing up at me through his wild mop of curls as he scrabbled around for the instructions. "I don't think i'm cut out for this DIY shit. Maybe we should, like, call Ross or summat. He'll be good at this stuff..."

"Aw, poor baby" I chuckled warmly, carefully setting my mug down. "You want some help?"

Matty glanced between me and the jumbled mess of screws and ambiguous metal parts littering the floor, wondering whether to admit defeat, before tentatively nodding his head. "Please..." he mumbled, sounding somewhat deflated. "Can't fuckin' figure this out."

More than happy to oblige, I plopped down atop Matty's lap, his warm hands instantly finding their place on my waist as I reached out for the flimsy manual. He nuzzled into my neck, his unruly curls tickling lightly against my skin as his breath fanned my cheek. I giggled at the sensation, desperately trying not to let my mind wander as I skim read the instructions. Matty, on the other hand, seemed to have already let his fall deep into the gutter, his lips meeting my jawline as he mewled softly.

"You're so gorgeous..." He hummed against my skin, hands snaking beneath the hem of my old t-shirt. "Can't believe I get to share a bed with you for the rest of my life."

Smirking, I cupped the soft curvature of his jaw. "That is if we ever get it built" I quipped teasingly, leaning into his touch momentarily before pulling away. “C’mon��I think I’ve figured out where this piece goes.” 

Matty whimpered lowly, his head falling limp against my shoulder. “Mph, can’t we take a break? Been at this for hours now” 

I rolled my eyes playfully, relishing in the mere thought of denying him what he so desperately yearned for. It was always so easy for me to get him worked up, the most simple act of sitting on his lap rendering him restless and needy, already hardening beneath the confines of his sweatpants.

“I thought you wanted my help?” I turned my head to face him, a teasing smirk tugging on the corner of my lips as I shifted atop his lap, hearing the shaky draw of his breath as my ass brushed over his growing bulge. I reached forward to grab the screwdriver tossed haphazardly onto the floor, feeling his gaze fix on my butt, clad only in a pair of tight shorts.

"Angel..." Matty practically whined, fidgeting uncomfortably beneath me. "Play fair."

"Hmm?" I feigned innocence, biting back the sadistic laughter bubbling in my throat as I watched his eyes glaze over with desire, knowing I had no intention of giving in anytime soon. "I'm not doin' anything."

Matty frowned, listlessly accepting the screwdriver I held out to him. He mumbled something unintelligible under his shaky breath, grumbling like a petulant child as I denied him once more, moving his wandering hands away from the waistband of my shorts.

"What was that, baby?" I hummed lowly, adjusting my position until I was straddling Matty. "C'mon. What did you say?"

"S'not nice to tease..."

"And it's not nice to act like a needy little brat either but...here we both are."

Matty pouted, his tongue darting over his bottom lip as he I cupped his chin in my hands, his usually bright eyes blown wide as he blinked up at me, the golden afternoon sun speckling his face.

"Please, baby..." He choked out. "Can't just get me all worked up like this and do nothing."

I tittered, letting my hands travel to the bag of his neck, grabbing lightly at a handful of his curls.

"Oh, my poor needy boy" I mocked, my honey sweet tone the perfect antitheses to Matty's pained whimper. "Need me to get you off so bad, don't you?" He nodded, his Adam's apple bobbing as he gulped harshly, greedy hands fumbling for any part of my skin he could reach. "Well, you're gonna have to wait, baby. Can't have it yet."

"Angel...please." He breathed out, desperately bucking his crotch up against me.

"Nuh uh, don't be so pathetic. Gotta build this bed first, yeah? Then maybe you'll get your reward..."

Finally realising, much to his chagrin, that no amount of whining or pleading would lead to him getting his way, Matty gave in, distractedly attempting to finish up the flat pack bed he'd been working on all day. His movements were hasty and haphazard and, buzzing with sexual tension, he often found himself screwing wrong ends together, unable to keep himself focused on the task in hand when I was sat only inches away, arse pressed against his throbbing hard on. However, after what felt like hours for both Matty and I, he managed to screw the last end of the bedpost together, looking as if he was about to burst with anticipation as he hurriedly dragged our new mattress onto the bed frame.

His eyes flitted between me and the bed as he carefully sat himself down on the very edge, breath catching his throat as I moved to straddle his waist once more, fingers trailing his biceps.

"Good job, baby" I cooed sweetly, fingers teasing the waist band of his sweats. My core dripped at the very prospect of what I was about to do. "Did so well for me. My big strong boy. Think you deserve your reward now, yeah?"

Matty nodded frantically, eyes wide and lips parted slightly. "P-please, baby. Been so good."

"Mhm, you have" I agreed, shimmying his pants down slightly so that his cock finally sprung free, its tip an angry rouge. Smiling, I placed my hand on his chest, pushing him back lightly. "Lie back for me, sweet boy."

Eager to do what he was told, Matty lay back against the mattress, gasping as my thumb trailed down the base of his cock, collecting some of his dripping pre-cum.

"God, look how fuckin' desperate you already are, baby. Been wanting to break the bed in all day, hmm?" I held my thumb to his pink lips. "Wanna taste how fuckin' needy you are?" Matty nodded once more, taking my thumb in his mouth without question as he licked it clean off his own arousal, whimpering as I continued to grind my hips against him. "Good boy."

His jaw slackened and my thumb fell from his lips as I leaned down to kiss him softly, the usually loving gesture oozing with sex. Pulling apart, I moved from the bed, tiptoeing across the room to reach into one of the cardboard boxes Matty and I had lugged into our apartment earlier this morning.

"Baby...w-what?" Matty whimpered from his position on the bed, craning his neck to look for what could have possibly taken my attention away from him.

"Shh, s'okay, baby. One sec." I crooned, finally finding what I'd been looking for under a heap of Matty's clothes stuffed into a box. I pulled the thin black neck tie from the box, a satisfied smile on my lips as I clambered back atop Matty, watching his plump lips form a knowing 'O' shape. "Gonna let me tie you up, pretty boy?"

He was more than happy to agree, gazing up at me in awe as I took ahold of his slender wrists, delicately looping the satin tie around them until it was just tight enough to restrain his hands behind his head. "Feel okay?" I asked, sitting back to admire him as he lay sprawled out on our new bed, his sweatpants pooling around his knees. I relished in how vulnerable he looked like this, his skin beaded with sweat and his hair tousled as he nodded his head submissively, desperate for my touch. "Good. Look so pretty like this. All tied up for me."

I hummed to myself, fingers brushing over his throbbing cock once more before I wrapped my hand around it, languidly pumping him a few times as he writhed beneath me.

"Angel, f-fuck, please. N-need to be in you."

"I know, baby, I know. Do anything for this cunt, wouldn't you?" I teased, keeping my pace painfully slow as I moved my hand up and down his length as his hazy brown eyes bore into me, wordlessly begging for more as he lay helpless beneath me. I could tell he longed for nothing more than to touch me and, whilst I adored the feeling of having his hands roam my body, I couldn't help but relish in seeing him completely at my mercy. "Want me to use you, love? Get myself off on your cock?

"S-shit...please. Use me, b-baby. Do anything. Just...fuck...need you" Matty pleaded breathlessly ,bucking his hips into my hand as I felt his release, already on the brink of undo after an hours worth of teasing. I carefully pulled my hand away, watching his wrists strain against his makeshift restrains as I moved to slip off my shorts, tossing them onto the floor along with the lace panties he'd bought me months ago.

Adjusting my position, I lowered myself down onto Matty's length, feeling him fill me up completely. He let out a choked whimpered, practically on the verge of tears by the time I eventually began to rock my hips. I started off slow, moving almost rhythmically along with the cacophony of choked moans and whines I'd elicited from his lips. However, with each pleading whimper, I found it hard to tease, so intent on my own release that I started to bounce on his cock, hands splayed out on his chest as I chased my own high, fucking myself on him.

"Fuck...doing so good for me, sweet boy. Feel good?"

He said nothing, only whimpering as he rolled his hips into mine. However, he needn't say a word anyhow; watching his eyes roll back into his head as he panted messily beneath me said more than any amount of praise could.

Soon enough, I could feel myself tightening around him, pleasure clouding my mind as I rode him, knowing he wouldn't be far behind from me. As if on cue, Matty bucked his hips sharply into me, his back arching off the soft mattress. "F-fuck, angel. Please...f-faster. Don't stop...think i'm gonna...fuck" He breathed out, a slew of incoherent curses leaving his parted lips as I sank down onto his hard cock once more, feeling it twitch inside my warmth. "You gonna cum, baby? S'that what you're tryna say" I mocked his unfinished words teasingly, thumbs digging into his waist as I rode him, the filthy sound of skin slapping together echoing around the almost completely bare room. "M'not far off. Hold it in for me till I cum, yeah? Think you can...think you can do that for me, pretty boy?"

Matty nodded tentatively, seemingly unsure of his own ability to hold off but willing to try for me as I sped up my movement, seconds away from release.

"That's my good boy."

Soon enough, I felt myself start to come undone around him, my nails digging harshly into his skin soft as I drew out my high, leaving little red nail marks peppered along his waist. I let out a prolonged moan, barely slowing as I encouraged Matty to let go with me, lidded eyes watching as the love of my life writhed in pleasure beneath me, marked and tied; all mine.

"C'mon, baby. Cum for me, yeah? Doing so good" I praised him breathlessly, watching him desperately roll his hips into me, whimpering loudly until he finally let go, his back falling against the mattress as he finally came, his cum dripping out of my sensitive pussy and down the base of his red-raw length.

"F-fuck...b-baby. Thank you....thank you" He panted heavily, chest rising and falling as he remained deep inside of me, hands still bound together with one of his favourite ties as he blinked up at me through bleary eyes, our heads swimming with pleasure.

His sensitive body jolted as, after taking a few moments to recover, I slowly lifted myself off of him, making sure to be as delicate as possible as I heard him whimper at the loss of contact. Shuffling beside him, I reached out for his wrists, leaning down to kiss him as my fingers shakily worked to remove his restrains.

"Gonna take these off now, yeah, sweet boy? Think we've broken the bed in enough for today...."

[radioactive-earthshine]

Trick or treat?

🎃A TREAT! 👻

You get a piece of the unpublished KonBart Star Trek AU! Enjoy.

🖖

“This is Communications Officer Lieutenant Conner Kent from Cyclone Shuttle #2 to Red Tornado, Stardate [whatever] 05:18 Pacific Standard Earth Time. Status update: This is the third day we have been stranded in orbit above Hogarth 3. All warp capabilities are still inoperable due to what Helmsman Allen has now discovered to be a defective dilithium drive. We are unable to replicate the parts needed for the repair, not that either of us know how to repair the drive as it is, sorry Captain Irons from Engineering 103 at the Academy - I really did deserve that D hah! Annnyway. We’re limited to the shuttle’s propulsion systems which is not a viable option unless we wanted to spend the next ah, 10 years in the shuttle traveling at sub-light speeds to the nearest outpost. Which isn’t viable either because Helmsman Allen has calculated that life support is also failing and we’re likely to run out of oxygen within 24 standard hours. Because of these two catastrophic failures and analyzing our options, and that we have yet to have any of our messages responded to, Allen is going to attempt a manual landing on Hogarth 3. We know the planet is an M-Class type with no known sentient species. We’re going to attempt a landing around the planetary coordinates 19° N, 133° W which Allen has determined to be the most favorable location for an emergency landing and is currently in mid Spring. Thank you Commander Harper at the academy for the A in Survival Strategies, but a bigger thank you to Ma and Pa for the camping lessons in Appalachia. If we make it I’ll send another status update, if not, well… …You all were amazing and I loved every moment serving on Reddy. Thanks for the party. This is Communications Officer Lieutenant Conner Kent, signing off, hopefully just for now.” 

Conner took a long slow breath as he finished his recording and saved the message before broadcasting into the cold cosmos. When he was done he turned to Bart at the front of their shuttle, he was drawing a scale on the window in a coral pink lipstick. 

“You forgot to tell ‘em the navigation equipment was completely down,” said Bart as he capped the lipstick and tucked it back where he found it in the side pocket of the pilot’s chair. Conner walked the length of the narrow long shuttle to the copilot seat and sat down, buckling in. 

“I also didn’t tell them we think this is sabotage,” Conner revealed cautiously. “Three major systems all failing one after the other; we’ve been in some dire situations before but this feels targeted.” 

“Section 31?” Bart suggested as he started to input the commands to the shuttle and they began to glide in position above Hogarth 3 and its beautiful blue and green glory. “Do you think Section 31 is trying to get rid of you again? Er, of us?” 

“I really don’t know,” admitted Kon and he frowned. “Tim says they no longer consider me to be a threat to the Federation and are convinced of my ‘integrity’ and loyalty to not go AWOL. And you well…” he trailed off and Bart smiled tiredly, impishly. 

“Nothing quite like me around either but I guess I haven’t proven myself as trustworthy yet.”  

Conner’s hand moved to cover one of Bart’s. “They’re idiots. I trust you.”

[dimalink]

Free Blocker – blocks and center of the screen

With programming language Free Basic I am going to finish with game FreeBlocker. I write it with programming language Free Basic. That’s why, it has this name. And game is about little squares. And I call them here - blocks. As in Tetris, there it were, also, a blocks. But, here it is everything simple.

You are standing in a line. It is such a strip in a middle of the screen. And, you have only three steps. To the left and to the right. Three states. Central, left, and right. And with space you are catching little squares (blocks), which are, someway, moving to your side. If you want, you can count, that they are falling into the glass, something like from the top. Or you are flying in space about a straight line or by a road (highway) you are moving. It is a thing about your imagination.

With space you are catching blocks.

Space activates two blocks, which up draw before you. If block is in one of these blocks, then you gain scores! And if block crash into you – then you lost some energy! Blocks are appearing at the up part of the screen, random way.

This is the idea of the little game.

Game is simple – I try new Basic for myself. To programming with it later. And things go just excellent! But, this is a first game with Free Basic. And, that’s why, it will be simple.

Interesting point, that game is, something like, – some pseudo model for shooter game. Shmups, also, these games are called. Shoot them all. Subgenre. So, this is narrow strip. And, you are flying with a mad speed. Everything is flying with a fast speed around you. So, something a little that idea – prototype of a shooter game.

Also, game is made with resolution 320 x 200 and 16 colors. That reminds a lot retro. And, some, thing like MS DOS. Some simple little game for MS DOS. To have some free time.

Also, I have a such idea. That you are in some space tunnel, in sub space, in a wormhole and you fly there. And everything happens with you there.

So, here it is everything simple – catch with space blocks and gain scores. Move through game levels. Menus all are simple.

So, personally about me, I can, sometimes, to see screenshots for old games, MS DOS games. Also, including, games with minimal graphics, 16 colors or text graphics. And, very long time, I was interesting into that imitation of that kind of games for MS DOS.

Game is something like very minimal, everything you need is there – to be it a game. It is first probe of programming language Free Basic.

A little, I want to take a time about technical part. I have something to say. But, I will write it short way. Because of, here, it is mainly, about a videogame theme! And, I have some achievements in this tech side! Before these days, I have never to do things like now, I never had a skills before, never has experience about that!

Now, I am trying new dialect of programming language Basic – this time it is Free Basic. I am learning programming with Basic! It sounds strong! So, I am a big fan of Basic! And, I am proud of it! I read manual, users guide. Write code.

And add to this, at last, I write all the code using program GVim. It is text editor for programmers. Bit it is, something, very global, that I, personally I, can say it is some operating system, simply. It can do lots of things! Or, something like, a shell type Norton Commander, Total Commander. But, take into account, it is made about a programmers need. Unbelievable thing.

And, I compile program by myself using commands, makefile, first time ever, I write most simple by myself. Structure of program is modules. So, it consists of several files.

So, it is cool to programming with Basic! Have your excellent BASIC day!

This game will be released in terms of new version Basic Pascal Pack games. This game and some more games will be in a new version Basic Pascal Pack. As soon as I will have several complete games. All of them will to be in a new version Basic Pascal Pack. And a new version Basic Pascal Pack will be published for download.

Basic Pascal pack - whole pack of games and programes, written with basic and pascal. It is retro. With each game and program there is a page at author`s website. There are aditional information, descriptions, pictures, arts.

Basic Pascal: http://www.dimalink.tv-games.ru/packs/basicpascal/index_eng.html

Itchio: https://dimalink.itch.io/basic-pascal GameJolt: https://gamejolt.com/games/BasicPascal/773385 Website: http://www.dimalink.tv-games.ru/home_eng.html

[italianpersonwithashippersheart]

Masterpost and About Me

Pronouns: For now everything is fine. I don't know what my gender is and there are so many things that I have to do first before I can figure it out.

Name: You can Use Ita/ITA (Shoutout to @benkaaoi for first calling me that)

Original Post Tag: ITA Original (I have backtracked this using XKit because prev my original post had the txt automated tag, but I have only been using the txt tag since last year so those are the only post that got backtracked) - (Shoutout to @twig-tea for first giving me the original tag idea)

Posts where I comment on My Reblog will Have the tag: ITA Responds (I have not backtracked this except one or two posts, that will take a lot of manual labor, I might get to it in the future, I don't do it that often anyway)

Just an FIY: If you have issues with any of my thoughts and you want to engage with them, please feel free to do so directely. So long as everyone stays polite we can have a discussion. We can even just agree to disagree mutually block each other and move on. I do not like vagueposting. Just be direct please.

This blog is mostly BL and Stray Kids. Now more of the latter as I get over burn out for BL watching. Some other queer shows might pop up. But it's mostly those two things now.

META/ANALYSIS AND POSTS I WANT TO HIGHLIGHT

FoureverYou Project Masterpost

The Trainee: No Kiss Till The Finale

GMMTV QL Plan

Ossan no Pants ga Nandatte Ii Janai ka! Mini Thought Dump/Review

Taishin ND Read

We Are: Why I Didn't Like It

Only Boo Finale

Weddings In QL

About GLs - Small update October 2024 given my burn out and general difficulties with GLs I have decided to give up on watching GLs completely.

BL Wishes

Only Friends Pilot Trailer vs The Show (Not going to put all my OFTS posts but this one is relevant to a possible future meta post that might happen)

Make A Wish Sub Ita Thoughts

Poly Post

Dead Friend Forever Finale/Retrospective: x x Also: Still waiting for my fix it fic (Not going to list all my DFF posts just the final ones)

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Maybe Let's take BL actors at their word, K? Thanks!

BOC and NC Scenes (w additions - also look at the notes for more info)

4 Minutes: First Theory - Post 6 - Post Ep 6 Theory - Small theory on the ending on @lurkingshan's post - Post Ep 7 Tonkla Meta - Post Finale mini rant

Ohm Thitiwat is at GMMTV and I freak out about it

The Importance Of Tone in QLs

Burn Out On BLs

Venting about Peaceful Property Now That it's Done

Gmmtv 2025

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Been Listening to Stray Kids

Thoughts on RPF

SKZ Hop Lore Theories

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Five Fics Friday: December 15/23

Hey everyone!!! I hope you've had a wonderful week and are ready for some great fics to read this weekend!! Check out this fics I've added to lists recently!! Enjoy!!!

SIGNAL BOOSTING

Control by ladylindaaa (E, 2,270 w., 1 Ch. || Doms and Subs || Light BDSM, Dom Sherlock, Sub John, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Emotional Sex, Comfort, Safety, Mental Health, Past Suicidal Ideation, Established Relationship, Face Fucking, Edging, Artsy Smut) – Somehow, even with the firm limitations of the universe in place, Sherlock touches him everywhere, all at once. The scientist has ignored the science—which was his very religion, before John came along—and persisted, still fighting for a complete integration of cells, an indivisible unity that’s derived from the sum of two.

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Nothing to Celebrate by DiscordantWords (M, 30,066 w., 23 Ch. || Post TRF / S3 Rewrite, Reunion, Not-Nice Mary, Secrets, Lies, Pining, Angst with Happy Ending) – Sherlock Holmes is back from the dead. Things only get worse from there.

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but you saw enough by markofalover (G, 1,882 w., 1 Ch. || LOKI SERIES || Lokius, S2E5 Rewrite, Time Travel, Recovered Memories, Love Confessions, First Kiss, Getting Together) – “What if,” he breaks the silence, at his desk. Loki’s got a chair pulled up right beside him, actually studying the TVA manual, because they can’t go anywhere without the other these days. “What if—we go look? Together?” Loki looks up immediately. “To your place on the timeline?”

Off The Beaten Path by ChaosAndOrder (T, 2,219 w., 1 Ch. || LOKI SERIES || Lokius, Post S2, S2E06 Fix It, Grief/Mourning, Loki Has ADHD, Feelings Realization, Pining Mobius, Angst with Melancholy Ending, Made Me Cry) – Mobius deals with the aftermath of Loki's choice and makes one of his own.

[https-cyber-slxt]

Out of Sight, Out of Mind

Sub!Nero x FemDom!Reader

A/N: GRRRRR RARW BARK AVKR RAAAHHHH BRRRRRR GRRRR BARK BARK

Your eyes flutter open as the early morning sun shines directly in them. Your first instinct was to feel around for your husband, Nero. But you couldn't feel him next to you. You prop yourself up on your elbows and look over to where he usually sleeps. Nothing, it's empty, but the spot is still somewhat warm, meaning its only been a few minutes since he got up.

The smell of bacon and eggs fill your nostrils the immediate moment after. Oh, so that's where he is. You smile to yourself as you get out of bed, grabbing his jacket off the desk chair and putting it on, making your way to the kitchen. You sneak up to the kitchen entrance, surprised at the scene in front of you. Nero was completely naked, except for his dark blue apron and collar, the bells jingling as she moves around to grab condiments and spices, completely oblivious to your presence behind him.

You fiddle with your fingers, biting your bottom lips as you stare at his perfect, plump ass. The way his back muscles would flex when grabbing something from above or next to him. Oh but you also couldn't forget those nice and dark purple hickeys on his shoulders and neck from last night.

You walk up directly behind him, but you don't touch him, you just sit back and admire his body... your body, a body that belongs to you, and will only belong to you.

Nero turns around to grab something from the cupboard above you, but when he fully turns, he gets a fright and physically jumps at your sudden presence. “M- Mistress! What are you doing up? I thought you'd still be asleep.” You ignore him and point to the cupboard above you, telling him to continue with whatever he was doing. He was hesitant, staring at you with confusion and desperation.

You give him a glare that even scared both Dante and Vergil and he continues his actions, grabbing the porcelain plates out and setting them aside, attempting his best to keep his eyes off you, his erection growing underneath your own gaze. He turns back to the pan in the stove, trying his best to keep calm.

Unexpectedly, you walk closer to him, your arms around his hips, one of your hands leaning closer and closer to his aching cock. Nero softly whines and moves his free hand to yours, but you smack it away. “Focus on the food Nero, not on me” you command, your hand rubbing him through his apron. “Bu- but Mistress, you're ma-making it so hard to do that...” Nero whines while slightly arching his back.

You move your hand underneath his apron and push yourself even closer to him, to the point where he was squished in between the kitchen counter and you, making him arching against the table. His cock was practically covered in pre, the consequence of your earlier action. Your hand wraps around his dick, pumping up and down agonizingly slow, causing Nero to whimper and whine for you to properly touch him.

“Please! Ngh~ Mistress please, faster! Faster please! You're gonna break me- like this!” Nero begs, moving his hand to the one you have on his cock, trying to make you go faster manually. You scoff, smacking his hand away, then smacking his ass with your other hand. He yelps at the sudden impact.

“Such a bad boy Nero, I think you need a punishment..” your voice filled with malicious intent. Nero's eyes widen at your words, “No! No! I'm sorry! I'm sorry Mistress! I didn't mean-” his sentence cut off by a smack to his face. You turn Nero around, having his back instead of his stomach against the counter. “I want you you to do something Nero, I want you keep eye contact with me, the whole time, understand?”

If there was one thing Nero was awkward about, it was eye contact, especially during sex, if he wasn't out fighting demons or just with friends, eye contact was something he couldn't maintain, it was even worse when he orgasms. Every time he came, he just had to shut his eyes and look away from you, afraid you'll judge the way his face contorts into pleasure as he cums all over himself. (He definitely does an aheago face)

After a bit of thinking, he nods, ready to overcome this weird fear of his. You untie the apron, making it fall to his feet, his perfect, porcelain body exposed for you, only you. You push yourself against his waist, his cock sliding delicately against your lower abdomen, causing whimpers to leave his mouth.

Your left hand drags itself into Nero's hair, massaging his scalp in reassurance, your other hand wraps back around his cock, the pace a little bit faster than before. Nero keeps his eyes on yours as best as he could, he couldn't kiss you either, considering that would count as breaking eye contact.

He covers his mouth as you pump faster, your thumb occasionally messing with his tip every once and a while. Nero restrains himself from throwing his head back. “You- you're such a cruel, cruel Mistress you know?” Nero tries to talk some sense into you, but you weren't having it. I mean, you can't take him seriously when his legs are shaking with drool slipping down his chin and his eyes watery now can you?

Nero blink a few times, getting the tears out of the way, his gaze still heavy on you, although he's starting to break. But when your nails drag against his cock and your thumb rubs intensely against his tip, he can't help but crack. In one swift motion he grabs your biceps for support. “Shit! Shitshitshit! I'm gonna- ah! I'm gonna- ah! Fuckfuck- FUCK!”

Nero tries his best to look at you, but when your nails drag he can't help but fall back against the counter, grabbing the edge and throwing his head back. “Cumming! Cumming! AH~! Nnggggggghaaa~!”

Nero spills his slick everywhere, most of it landing on your stomach and chest, but some unfortunate to land on the floor. You groan and grab his collar, your lips meeting in a passionate kiss. “You did good Nero, but you didn't keep eye contact all the way.. Bend over for me.”

Oh dear, this is going to be a long morning...

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☞︎◆︎♑︎♓︎⧫︎♓︎❖︎♏︎ ☠︎□︎⧫︎♓︎♍︎♏︎ ✁︎💧︎📫︎👌︎📭︎☞︎📫︎📄︎📭︎📂︎📂︎

Summary: Test Subject has escaped from Facility 2 in Sector B. CO☠︎💧︎✋︎👎︎☜︎RED 👎︎✌︎☠︎☝︎☜︎ROUS

Name: ☟︎♏︎♓︎♎︎♓︎ 💧︎⧫︎♋︎♓︎♑︎♋︎●︎●︎ (☼︎♏︎⬧︎◻︎□︎■︎♎︎⬧︎ ⧫︎□︎ She/Her)

Species: 💣︎♓︎⌧︎♏︎♎︎📫︎👌︎●︎□︎□︎♎︎ Human (approx. ≤ 1/16 ✞︎♋︎❍︎◻︎♓︎❒︎♏︎ DNA) [HEXALIAN]

Hexalia’s Mark: Pr□︎❍︎♓︎■︎♏︎■︎⧫︎ ☞︎●︎□︎❒︎♋︎●︎ Pattern with Clo❖︎♏︎■︎ Animal Tracks (Stomach)

Blackblood Status: Infected (H♏︎❒︎♏︎♎︎♓︎⧫︎♋︎ry)

Blackblood ID: Subject 📁︎🖰︎📁︎🗐︎🗐︎⌛︎ (Trueblood)

In the ⬥︎♋︎🙵♏︎ of a recent incident (see ✋︎■︎♍︎♓︎♎︎♏︎■︎⧫︎ Report #S-B/F-2/59), H♏︎♓︎♎︎♓︎ 💧︎⧫︎♋︎♓︎♑︎♋︎ll managed to escape in the chaos. Her height in “base form” is about 📂︎🖮︎📁︎ centimeters, with a strong, stocky build. When she originally arrived in her a⬧︎⬧︎♓︎♑︎■︎♏︎♎︎ ♐︎♋︎♍︎♓︎●︎♓︎⧫︎⍓︎📪︎ ⬧︎♒︎♏︎ ♒︎♋︎♎︎ ♌︎❒︎♓︎♑︎♒︎⧫︎📪︎ ♍︎□︎●︎□︎❒︎♐︎◆︎●︎ ♒︎♓︎♑︎♒︎●︎♓︎ghts in her hair. It is likely that she will ♎︎⍓︎♏︎ ♒︎♏︎❒︎ ♒︎♋︎♓︎❒︎ again, possibly a complete solid color, to di⬧︎♑︎◆︎♓︎⬧︎♏︎ ♒︎♏︎rself.

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Prior to her capture, she was a somewhat well-known cr♏︎♋︎⧫︎♓︎❖︎e on certain so♍︎♓︎♋︎●︎ ❍︎♏︎♎︎♓︎♋︎ ◻︎●︎♋︎⧫︎♐︎orms. Originally, her final post had been an episode of her main ♍︎♒︎♋︎■︎■︎♏︎●︎’⬧︎ ⧫︎♋︎●︎🙵 ⬧︎♒︎□︎⬥︎, apparently scheduled to automatically upload the morning after ♒︎♏︎❒︎ ♓︎■︎♓︎⧫︎♓︎♋︎●︎ ♎︎♓︎⬧︎♋︎◻︎◻︎♏︎♋︎❒︎♋︎■︎♍︎♏︎📬︎ 👍︎◆︎❒︎❒︎♏︎■︎⧫︎●︎⍓︎📪︎ ��︎♏︎ ♒︎♋︎❖︎♏︎ ♐︎□︎und two new videos, the first being an apparent cry for h♏︎●︎◻︎ ■︎ot long after her esc♋︎◻︎♏︎ ♋︎■︎♎︎ ⧫︎he most recent only bearing the ☼︎♏︎♌︎♏︎●︎⬧︎’ ♓︎■︎⬧︎♓︎♑︎■︎♓︎♋︎ ♋︎■︎♎︎ ●︎□︎◆︎♎︎ ⬧︎⧫︎♋︎⧫︎♓︎♍︎.

B♏︎ ♋︎♎︎❖︎♓︎⬧︎♏︎d: Her Blackblood, ■︎♓︎♍︎🙵■︎♋︎❍︎♏︎♎︎ ❄︎♒︎♏︎ ☝︎♋︎❒︎♎︎♏︎■︎♏︎❒︎, is a versatile Hu■︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎ Class, able to summon lethal weapons and use them eff♏︎♍︎⧫︎♓︎❖︎♏︎●︎⍓︎ ⬥︎♒︎♏︎■︎ ⧫︎♒︎❒︎♏︎♋︎⧫︎♏︎■︎♏︎♎︎📪︎ ♋︎●︎□︎■︎♑︎⬧︎♓︎♎︎♏︎ ♒︎♏︎❒︎ ❒︎♏︎◻︎♏︎❒︎toire of magic summons. During her time in the Facility, she rea♍︎♒︎♏︎♎︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎ ◻︎♏︎♋︎🙵 □︎♐︎ ♒︎er Blackblood, meaning she is ful●︎⍓︎ ♍︎□︎■︎⬧︎♍︎♓︎□︎◆︎⬧︎ ♋︎■︎♎︎ ♓︎■︎ ♍︎□︎■︎⧫︎rol of her ♋︎●︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎■︎♋︎⧫︎♏︎ form. Approach with Caution, ♋︎■︎♎︎ ♎︎□︎ ■︎□︎⧫︎ ♒︎□︎●︎♎︎ ♌︎♋︎♍︎🙵.

Report any and all sightings to staff in Sector B and remain vigilant to ☼︎♏︎♌︎♏︎●︎ ♋︎♍︎⧫︎♓︎❖︎♓︎⧫︎⍓︎.

-Panda's- Notes: Psst, hey! I found a bunch of these in that box I mentioned before too. Most of them aren't this messed up though. This could be bad...

Panda's Extra Notes: A lovely cookie is in store for anyone willing to look into this gal. >w&lt; My beta readers don't count. They're always allowed cookies.

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hey i'll be as regular as a saw fan can be, will you say more about the construction of CRT saw machine?? it's so fucking cool!!! im into analog media and want to make a vhs/crt setup but my knowledge stalls out at cassette tapes unfortunately

appreciate the normalcy!

I'm glad you like the crt, I'm more than happy to talk about the construction! The TV itself is pretty unremarkable, it can be subbed in this for anything display with a/v input (my damages tv is hdmi so a bit simpler in hardware).

The loop uses a pi zero w that runs older raspbian buster lite from a micro sd because I used omxplayer for the loop script which is depreciated now in favor of other video players (omx will not work if youre using any iteration of bullseye iirc). you can find lots of tutorials online that have prewritten loop scripts or if anyone is interested in making their own I can post the one I used. anyway, the movie file is compressed, I used ffmpeg, and stored on a mounted flashdrive. when the script is called it'll loop until it's shut down manually, but I didn't include any code to run it at bootup because i like to be able to start it manually. I do all of this via local ssh on my phone or laptop.

the zero w has a mini hdmi port, so for output, it's mini hdmi -> hdmi -> av converter -> crt! the converter I use is just a cheap $15 one you can get at electronics stores or on amazon and it's worked great so far.

I'm not at all familiar with linux based anything, so this has been a big learning experience but I got the hang of it quickly and you probably will too! everything i had issues with was very easy to troubleshoot online with the wealth of community info. If you make anything please show me, I'd love to see

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Lyon

Jam 16.14 waktu Lyon and I am here in the ampitheatre of Palais de Congress de Lyon (… or some sort), sorry ga hapal nama benerannya in French, tapi intinya lagi conference ajasih seminggu ini. Namanya Goldschmidt, this is the biggest geochemistry conference in the world probably. I mean, HUGE conference in the world of Earth Sciences ada EGU, dan lalu AGU (Jujur kepanjangan dari 2 conference ini gatau apa) (oh habis googling, apparently just the name of the organization??? EGU stands for European Geosiciences Union and AGU American Geosciences Union, tbh the term “American” doesn’t sit right to me because ofc it’s only “The USA” but just their audacity to take the name of the whole continent for an association name??? Anyway…). Specific sub-study seperti geophysics ofc will have their own conference, dan juga ada yang super super specific lagi kaya khusus planetary geoscience misalnya, or volcanology. This Goldschmidt is my 2nd conference that I attended and talk in since I started my PhD, so that’s good I guess (?). My first one was a very intimate 2-day conference with specific theme held by Geological Society of London in Burlington House, London. Was it November last year? Lupa. Iya tapi intinya beda banget scale-wise. There was  no parallel session, everything is done in that one room.

Masing-masing model conference ini ada benefit dan caveatnya sih. Kalau kecil banget modelan conferencenya, you get to meet (maybe) just the right people to talk to, karena specific bgt kan topiknya, dan ya yang dateng mostly emang orang yang ngerjain apa yang kita kerjain juga. Nah tapi saking kecilnya, kadang the “big star” – the profs, the PIs, the ones you cited most, bisa ga datang karena mungkin they think it might not worth their time to “boast about their discovery” to such limited number of people. Nah kalau yang gede banget modelan Goldschmidt ini, you can almost be sure that the big star would be there. Tahun ini Tamsin dateng, kemarin w ngeliat Bergquist, tadi ada  Ros Rickaby, Chris Ballentine, Anthony Chappaz (salah satu reviewer paper w), dll dsb. Keuntungan lain dari big conference adalah: saking gedenya, you could be invisible and mabal easily if you want to (LOL). Dari kemarin, ku sendiri cuma papasan sama Joost di sesi Bergquist dan Isabel. Belum sempat ketemu sama Tamsin samsek juga. Bakal ketemu di hari Jumat anyway karena beliau yang akan meng-convene session w. Kekurangannya dari big conference, consequently,  adalah the VERY broad range of people and science you’re going to encounter. There are TOO many options all at once that you started to get overwhelmed and therefore get excited, confused and exhausted at the same time. Kadang bisa ada 2 sesi parallel yang amat sangat menarik going on at the same time (VERY frustating), tapi kadang ada juga time slots yang ku gaada interest at all jadi bingung mau ngapain (seperti sekarang ini). Hmm apalagi ya. Oh juga karena tempatnya sangat besar (karena saking banyaknya parallel sessionnya), kadang you have to move from one end of a building to another (which will take 5-7mins). Untungnya gedungnya ber-AC sih, so that’s not too bad. Ada juga tapi ruangan-ruangan yang cuma bisa di-reach pake tangga manual (sangat tidak disable-friendly). Anywayyyyyy terlepas dari modelan conferencenya, I find going to conference very refreshing (compared to mundane boring routine of going to the lab and writing and plotting stuff in Excel). It also helped me realize that I do have a community, that I am not alone and isolated and what I’m doing is actually pretty cool. Therefore, I aim to go to AGU as well nearing the end of the year (finger-crossed I get the US visa smoothly), and also EGU next year in the last leg of my PhD (SEMOGA AAMIIN).

How was these past 2 days been? Sangat fun, and exciting, yet also very overwhelming and exhausting. There was SO MUCH SCIENCE!!! And more to come tomorrow, Thursday, and Friday (the day I’m actually going to give my talk). Kemarin (Senin) sebetulnya mayan kecapean jadi cuma dateng beberapa sesi, but today dari pagi banget first session udah disuapi talknya Isabel (post-doc-ku yang sekarang sudah menjadi faculty di PSU – sangat cool), terus lanjut nonton talknya Aya yang hybrid dari UT Austin. Terus randomly masuk ruangan bahas Fe(II) di floodplain keren bgt namanya Maya Engel yang  present. Tadi sempet ngikutin sesi Hydrogen juga tapi rame banget dan panas jadi ga ngikutin sampe selesai. Terus udahdeh, sekarang di sini. Menulis ini. I really should look over and do practice again with my talk actually, tapi itu bisa dikerjain abis ini lah ya. OH iya, sebelum lunch juga tadi datang ke plenary lecture juga si Phoebe Lam bahas MnO2 di marine particulate berguna dalam meng-attract trace metal (mostly dia bahas Th sih tapi). Very interesting.

Terus laper kan, jadi tadi lunch ke city buat makan poke! Sangat senang. Balik lagi langsung catch sesi Hydrogen tadi terus jujur ngantuk bgt sampe literally merem-merem dan akhirnya memutuskan to  get my third cup of coffee today.

Btw ini currently di huge amphiteatre sekarang kayanya ada ~50 orang juga yang duduk sendirian buka laptop lalu mengetik, entah bekerja, balas email, atau ngedraft tumblr post juga seperti saya ini. Tapi lagian what to expect deh, gaada juga orang yang akan bisa duduk di lebih dari 10 talks in one day??! Meledak kepala yang ada.

Oh iya kemarin ku diajakin dinner sama Isabel, sama Joost juga kayanya, gatau ada Tamsin apa nggak, tapi ku-skip karena capek aja. Berujung ku jadi jalan-jalan sendirian di Lyon sambil cari dinner dan berhasil menemukan tempat makan Corndog, Cikin, and Xing Fu Tang! Ku berhasil sampai hotel room at 22.50, setelah keanehan di bis (I tweeted this), tapi one thing that I realized: Lyon ini sangat enak tempatnya huhu. The city is big enough that they have integrated public transport system (bus, tram, metro), but not that big yang mengharuskan kita lama-lama stay di bis. Kayanya dari kemarin ku di bis kurleb 10-15mins aja, pas pulang sampe 30mins sih tapi itu juga karena ada insiden kan.

Terus ya di sini yang ku suka juga adalah jalannya, tipikal France road juga aja. Gaada jalan yang GEDE banget to the level it’s overwhelming (kaya jalan raya Gatsu/Sudirman yang >3lanes, I HATE big intimidating road), dan banyak banget jalan yang low traffic, cuma ada boleh pejalan kaki/sepeda aja. I love my walkable city.

OH! I need to recount the story of… yesterday’s adventure, too! Kenapa bisa capek banget. Capeknya  sebetulnya akumulasi dari banyak banget hal sih. Dimulai dari the LONG week, Senin-Jumat di mana ku basically “Cuma” bikin slide aja. Ada meeting sama Erdem juga sih, terus ada Arum visiting dari Abu Dhabi, jauh-jauh datang ke Oxford untuk ngambil data di Lumex. Terus Sabtu emang paling pinter udah beli dari Desember tiket nonton The Weeknd di London Stadium, yang mana minggunya terbang dari Luton jam 10.30am… Jadi yaudah tidur minimal kan. Sampe Lyon hari Minggu ber-ide datang ice-breaking yang mana sangat sia-sia bikin capek doang, terus yaudah tidur mayan nyenyak tu Minggu malam. Lalu kebangun jam 03.50am-an gara-gara chat Vannia bahas Zayyan Xodiak (yes sangat penting emang). Terus ku malemnya sudah ngeplan akan ngechat semua (laptop dan hp) pas pagi hari. In which I just REALISED I didn’t have the adaptor for France. Colokan bulet dua kaya di Indo di sini tuh modelannya. Ku bawa adaptor tapi versi UK kayak... ngapaen dah Non. Jadi yaudah tu pagi-pagi jam 7 kebingungan hp laptop semua batere habis dan gabisa ngecas. Udah jalan ke 2 minimarket depan rumah, dua2nya ga jualan adaptor. Terus nanya ke reception hotel dibilang harus beli di big supermarket di city. Nah masalahnya karena hp mati, nda bisa ngegooglemap ke city gimana juga kan… Akhirnya yaudah nekat aja diberangkatin dulu ke venue conference terus untung ada student helper around jadi akhirnya pinjem hp mereka buat googling cara ke mall. Ku inget banget hari Minggu pas jalan dari stasiun ke halte bis ngeliat mall westfield gede banget samping library jadi ku-arahkan aja diriku ke sana.

Student helpernya Chinese sepertinya karena hpnya fontnya semua in Chinese. Terima kasih lagi dik student helper (salim). Ku ke mall langsung ke fnac, cukup confident dan tau where to go karena baru sadar ku pernah hidup setahun di France before. Di fnac muter-muter karena gaada yang bisa ditanyain, malah lihat-lihat S23 ternyata ga mahal-mahal banget kalau ga yang ultra harganya masih terjangkau 799EUR gitu(?). Terus yaudah setelah nanya akhirnya ketemu-lah itu adaptor, tapi yang murah kayanya habis stoknya jadi dengan terpaksa harus beli yang mahal yaitu 30EUR. Perasaan waktu easter break kemarin beli di fnac la defence cuma 15-20EUR huhu. Tapi yang ini emang ada buat USB-nya juga sih… tapi tetep aja… Terus yaudahdeh sedari situ ku kembali ke venue, cari tempat ngecas, lesehan, terus for an hour gabut akhirnya lapar dan balik ke hotel buat makan sisa dinner jajan Minggu malam. Ku beli kebab deket hotel tapi asin banget tapi yaudah namanya juga laper ya abis-abis aja. Ku kembali ke venue jam 16-ish kayanya, awalnya mau dateng sesiny Zoltan salah satu postdocnya Tamsin juga tapi entah kenapa gajadi dan akhirnya ke ruangan Hg. Di situlah ku bertemu Joost dan Isabel. And the rest is what I told you above.

Hmm apa lagi ya yang mau diceritain kok asa banyak tapi udah lupa dan habis. Udah kali ya. Ini 17.35 waktunya poster session kayanya mau ngambil snack yang banyak terus gatau ke mana, apakah pulang, apakah hang around…. We’ll see.

Tapi yaudah sangat senang bisa ada waktu untuk reflect back menulis ini semua di tengah-tengah kehectic-an conference (AH! Which reminded me kemarin juga sempat hektik karena email dari Erdem yang kecewa kenapa Alex udah ngasih respon dia padahal kan Erdem mau nyelesein bagian dia dulu gitu-gitu, mayan rempong). But anyway, good stuff ini semua. Sangat senang dan bersyukur. Semangat 3 hari ke depan! (Lah nyemangatin diri sendiri naon). Have a great week too everyone!

17:38 L’amphiteatre Venue Goldschmidt 11/07/2023

[manual-4runner-unicorn]

Selling a 2000 Toyota 4runner 4x4 V6 with a manual transmission.

Lots of recent maintenance done, including: - timing belt - front & rear brakes - Bridgestone Dueler tires - spark plugs & coils - a/c compressor - catalytic converter - engine air filter

Additions include: - JVC radio with bluetooth handsfree & streaming - upgraded speakers w/ Kenwood sub - 4th gen 4runner 17" wheels - all-weather mats w/ cargo tray (not pictured)

All keys and manuals are included (see last picture).

Carfax and a video walkthrough of the undercarriage are available upon request. Clean title in hand.

I've owned it since April, and had searched for nearly 3 years to find a manual 4runner like this one. However, due to some unforeseen circumstances, I will be inheriting a Tacoma and won't have the space for it anymore.

Please reach out if you have any questions, hoping to see it go to someone who appreciates it and its rarity just as much as I do!

washingtondc.craigslist.org/nva/cto/d/fairfax-station-2000-toyota-4runner/7639190003.html

[salesman247]

Samsung Soundbar

2.1ch/410W HW-B550/XA System.

Price: R6 999

Wireless Soundbar

2.1Ch / 410W

Night/Voice EQ

Dolby Digital / DTS Virtual:X

Bass Boost

6.5” wireless subwoofer

One Remote Control

1x HDMI-in / 1x HDMI-out

Adaptive Sound Lite

Total Power410W

Number of Channel2.1

Number of Speaker5

Subwoofer Type ( Active / Passive / Wireless, Bulit-in )Wireless

DolbyDolby 2ch

Sound ModesBass Boost,Surround Sound Expansion,Game,Adaptive Lite,DTS Virtual:X,Standard

AACYes

MP3Yes

WAVYes

OGGYes

FLACYes

AIFFYes

HDMI In1

HDMI Out1

HDMI ARCYes

HDMI CECYes

Optical In1

BluetoothYes

Bluetooth CodecSBC, AAC

Bluetooth Multi ConnectionYes

USB Music PlaybackYes

One Remote ControlYes

Bluetooth Power OnYes

Net Dimension (Main Speaker) (WxHxD)860.0 x 59.4 x 75.0 mm

Net Dimension (Sub Woofer) (WxHxD)184.0 x 346.0 x 295.0 mm

Gross Dimension (WxHxD): One Packing925.0 x 450.0 x 235.0 mm

Net Weight (Main Speaker)2.1 kg

Net Weight (Sub Woofer)5.1 kg

Gross Weight (One Packing)9.2 kg

Stand-by Power Consumption (Main)0.5W W

Stand-by Power Consumption (Subwoofer)0.5W W

Operating Power Consumption (Main)25W W

Operating Power Consumption (Subwoofer)45W W

Free VoltageYes

Energy StarYes

Remote ControllerYes

Wall Mount BracketYes(/KR : holder anchor, screw included)

Price: R6 999

What will you receive?

1x Soundbar

1x Remote

1x Instruction Manual

Contact me:

Ethan - 062 094 9548

OR

thefutureplan2033@gmail.com

[snaxle]

he:

1. walked into the store and immediately handed me his wallet to hold onto for no reason. just handed me a total stranger, his wallet and there was at least $500 in there.

2. after handing me his wallet, asked to use the bathroom which is fine.

3. pissed with the door wide open. i explained to him that the door is propped open and he'd have to manually move it out of the way. twice. still pissed with the door wide open. didnt flush. probably didnt was his hands either.

4. asked me why i havent gotten him a lighter yet. he never asked for a lighter. had Me take the money out of his wallet myself to pay for it. handed his wallet back.

5. "im so hungry you got anything simple to eat?" i pointed to our menu. "none of that sounds good." i told him that we have snacks throughout the store he can buy if he doesnt wanna order a sub. "none of that sounds good."

6. after like 2 minutes he's like hmm well i guess I'll order something simple. then he proceeds to tell me to just make him whatever. i cannot do that. "well then tell me what your favorite thing on the menu is." im like i guess the ham sub and he proceeded to groan and roll his eyes. i had to then manually list out all of the toppings and what goes on the sub because he would not continue his order.

7. customers can watch us make their food. he stood over me the entire time constantly making comments.

8. "whats your name?" "alex." "WOW THAT'S SO COOL! MY DAUGHTER'S NAME IS ALEX!" "wow that's such a coincidence." "yea, she doesnt know i have cancer." 😐 he then proceeded to lift up his shirt and forced me to look at his stomach so he could show off all his scars.

9. would not stop talking about the lottery. would not stop asking if i gambled. was asking me what type of lottery tickets i like buying. i do not gamble.

10. when i finished his sub he's staring at it w big eyes and was like "woahh.. that things a MONSTER.." i apologized and asked if he wanted me to take some of the meat off. "no leave it on. i like my subs big like i like my women." Ok. 😐😑

11. he also handed me his wallet to hold onto before i started making his sub. when i brought it to the register he started complaining that i shouldve paid for it already. i was busy making his food.

12. asked me to get him some lottery tickets. i asked which ones he wanted. he told me to choose for him. ok.😐 i asked how much he wants to spend. he said choose for him and we'd split it 50/50. 😑

13. got him a $10 ticket. hes like oh i didnt want that one but whatever. He Never Told Me Which One He Wanted. told me then to write my full name onto the ticket so he can send me half the money if he wins. like hell fucking no im not telling you my full name jackass. when i said haha no it's fine it's just for you! he gave me a dirty look and then walked out without saying anything.

this all took place within 7 minutes

just had to deal w possibly one of the most annoying customers in the world i think i should be allowed to kill people

[pomarrillo]

clip studio paint ai art integration for csp 1.13.0 december 6th