#Windows Support

[mojoomachine-blog]

Saving Your Windows 10 and Older PC from the Scrap Heap in 2025 with Chrome OS or Linux

As the end of support for Windows 10 and older PC operating systems approaches in 2025, it’s important to explore alternative options to keep your computer running smoothly. Two popular alternatives are Chrome OS and Linux, both of which can breathe new life into your aging machine. 1. Chrome OS Chrome OS, developed by Google, is a lightweight operating system designed for speed and simplicity.…

[timethehobo]

❗️Pre-Orders for my Emmygotchi charm + chibi pin will go up 15th March (Sat) at 12pm SGT!

Restock orders for my BG3 and DA merch will also be up then!

[orions-aether]

as a transmasc fabian headcanon truther I had so many idea of what him and pete interacting would be like and none of them were funnier than them fucking hating each other from the word go lmfao

[sforzesco]

rodrigo borgia: I don't feel like dealing with that right now juan borgia: [turns up dead]

ascanio and juan are brawling it out over this

soon after, juan goes missing and turns up dead etc etc etc, and ascanio is on the suspects list. personally, I'm a fratricide enjoyer, so as far as I'm concerned, cesare murdered his brother, but this? this right here?

this is excellent drama. delicious. prime comic material. love it!

(all excerpts here are from Ascanio Maria Sforza: la parabola politica di un cardinale-principe del Rinascimento, Marco Pellegrini)

[applescoven]

Text from image:

PONYBOY: Soda… I like someone but I’m scared you won’t like it

SODAPOP: Pony, as long as you’re happy and healthy I don’t care who you love

PONYBOY: Ok, I’m dating curly

CURLY: wassup

PONYBOY: …Soda?

SODAPOP, UNDER HIS BREATH: be happy for him be happy for him be h

[whitherwanderer]

Shaaloani Cabin [A/FC]

Just out of sight of Sheshenewezi Springs sits a cabin built by a pair of tired souls. 🏜️🐂

[sunnixsunshine]

Y'all know those support pillows advertised to pregnant people? What if Sanji buys one for Zoro when he's pregnant with the twins, you know showing that he's listening when Zoro complained about how he's uncomfortable and he's aching all over and it's really not helping with his poor sleep at the moment either. And Zoro LOVES the pillow. His body feels so supported now, he's aching less, it's overall pretty great.

And now Sanji is jealous of a pillow.

He's jealous of a fucking pillow 😭

"I miss his cuddles" Sanji whines pathetically. I think Zeff would fuck with him by buying Zoro ANOTHER of the same pillow but for the couch so now Zoro still isn't cuddling but instead using his pillow sihsjsje

[notedchampagne]

i Detest how hard it is to have apple products casually. if you get a mac you gotta make an account with your credit hard and birth certificate and your firstborns name and you have to pay 700 USD a month so you can sync it with your iphone XII736 thats planned to self destruct 82 days after purchase

[archerdepartures116]

Who's in the background BD of your ask tie Qingyuan I'm sleep deprived and he's coming for me same for the lqg one where he has eyes he's on me he's taking my soul

fuck he's actually there am I crazy? What àssdddqeg

Haha I was scrolling through your blog I love it but he really is out for blood or my soul. I'm sorry I won't look at yqy ever again. What. Is he even in the picture

Is it a spirit haunting me?

Love your art style, your transmigration au has kept me fed for days and Im also an appreciator of beat up kgq though I m a little apprehensive of blood atm

Good night <3 that picture is it there lol haha like did you actually draw a Shen Jiu in the background of that adoring yqy ask or am I going to die

one two shen jiu coming for you

[unpretty]

okay i definitely need to mute notifications about that post before people defending my coworker or complaining about The Cloud tempt me into revealing Too Much Information. i mean i've already revealed too much information quite frankly but so it goes.

[gatotamarindo]

SLINGSHOT

HIHIHIHIHIIII!!!! VOLVIII!!! HOY LES TRAJE UN DIBUJO DE SLING!! quise ponerle mas empeño y supongo que salio normal!, como estan??, tarde un poco mas en dibujar porque tenia algo de pereza con seguir el dibujo! D:

Siento que su chaqueta se parece a la de sans JAJSJ

INGLES/ENGLISH

HIHIHIHIHIHIIII!!!! I'M BACK!!! TODAY I BROUGHT YOU ALL A DRAWING OF SLING!! I wanted to put more effort into it and I guess it came out okay! How are you all? It took me a little longer to draw because I was a bit lazy to continue the drawing! D:

I feel like his jacket looks like sans's HAHSHAHHS

Cancion/Song - Kawaii Controller

Creditos de los dividers!/Dividers credits! -dollywons

[idontknowiwasntlistening]

Since I'm actually paying attention to theatre again, I know I'm going to get heated on Thursday so I'm just going to apologize now for the person I'll become when the Tony nominations are announced

[polkadotjohnson]

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[kittynomore]

post double mutated nini is HUGE @amevello-blue

[bwunnishit]

[starry-sophrosyne]

WOTC Timeskip -- A Loveless Marriage :

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"I do not ask much of you, as your wife, but truly. Is our child not even enough for you, Brent?"

And it is that name, that pierces through his heart like an arrow, eating away at him once more. How long had it been since she had called him by his name? It had always been mon amour, my dear, my love. Never Brent.

"My love-"

And she flinched. Oh. This evident pain in her eyes, listening to his fake affection and concern. The way her face twisted into a painful expression, her eyes dull and void of any real empathy or love.

It was the same way his son had looked at him when he had returned to the castle.

Oh. And wasn't this the result of his actions? The same result that had brought about his son's upbringing and distance, to be raised as a prince and not a child. It was the same actions that had driven this passionate, affectionate woman, his wife, to harbor no love for him anymore. Truly, truly, had he done even one thing right as a man? Not as a king, but as the man he wished to be, and ultimately, the man he would only ever be if he had sacrificed his kingdom. If he had cast aside his title and support for the one thing he'd truly ever wanted. It was a cruel realization, and one that had yet again, come far too late.

"..."

"Cherie, I..."

"You need not pretend like you care for me. It is my fault for believing that I could get you to love me back. And truly, it is my fault for brining our son into this world with this distant marriage and a lack of love needed to give him a good life."

Her voice shook, as she took an almost ragged breath, trying to control her emotions. She had always been an emotional lady, but back then, it was passionate and affectionate. Now, her null void and acceptance blocked off a wave of grief that had threatened to crush her with this realization. But not anymore. She had let herself mourn, but now she would let him know, if not for herself but their child. Even if he didn't care for her, how could he not care for their son? His son? Her poor child, that she, in her own right, had neglected over his father sometimes. But even if she could not change the mistakes of her past, she could try her best to make up for them in the way he never would.

"No matter how much I try, my love will never be enough for him. And my love for him has ultimately been wasted on my love for you, so I will, in all rights, never be enough for him. Never enough to his raise him as a child, but just enough to raise him as my son, as the queen."

"..."

"But there is nothing we can do about it now, is there?" Her voice was faint, quietly pitching upward in a question that she asked rather to the night's stars outside of the study's window. The soft moonlight pouring in was her only response.

"..."

A grim chuckle escaped her throat, squeezing her fan so hard that her hands shook and the engravings in the wooden sticks imprinted themselves into their flesh.

"I will not divorce you. That chance has long since escaped me, but for the sake of this kingdom, for the sake of this image that you wish our family to uphold ourselves to, and for the sake of our image, that you have so faithfully protected and feigned all these years, I will remain your loyal and loving wife."

The words are sharp, like blades cutting deeper and deeper into his skin. They pierce his heart in a way that, should they have before, maybe a few things would have changed. Maybe the would be a little happier in this deep rabbit hole that they had dug themselves into.

"Let us not meet unless necessary. It is irrelevant for us to uphold this image outside of the castle."

"... I'm sorry, mon cherie."

Her throat quivers, tears threatening to spill from her eyes. She is only grateful she has her back to him now, for he is not the man that would force someone to look at him. Even still, her shaking figure is almost enough to make him step forward and embrace her. But certainly, as they both knew it, that would only hurt her more. With a painful breath, she attempted to control her suddenly hoarse voice:

"I do not wish to talk with anyone more tonight. Good night, my king."

"... Goodnight, Cherie."

And as the silence swept over the room, the lack of a disappointed sigh or exhale as he turned away, the click of the door behind him, the sound of his boots against the floor becoming softer and softer. It was not until the silence returned and she could no longer hear her footsteps that she let herself collapse, a soft sob escaping her throat. She let her tears fall, and then, she stilled herself, commanding her heart to stop grieving. This was enough. She had let him know, and no longer would she let herself be overtaken by grief. No, if anything, she would to her best to make up for her lack of parenting, her inability as a mother to raise a child, her son, to normalcy and happiness. If it was anything she could do, maybe, just maybe, she could help heal her son. Shield him from any future pain and suffering, and do all she could to make up for the future that would continue to be his distant relationship.

... Anton reminded her just a bit too much of his father. But even still, it wasn't like she'd ever stopped loving him. Just accepted that he wouldn't love her back. And in any regard, if she could care for him, maybe he too would come to love her and provide the affection that she had always longed for in Brent. It would be solace, when the boy was older and taller, to feel his gaze upon her when she wrapped her arms around him. After all, the boy had his father's eyes.