#printer error code

[talkfastcal]

to work on portfolios or to play the switch hmmmm

[kagaintheskywithdiamonds]

printers just might be the one home device that are actually improved by the addition of a touch screen

[clydedonahue961]

Canon Printer Not Connecting to WiFi: Top 5 Fixes

While connecting a new printer, users are likely to encounter some issues, and they are very common. Not following the correct connection process or problems with software and hardware can also contribute to this issue. In addition, network settings, firmware issues, weak connection range, and many more are other major causes. But you can avoid facing issues of “Canon printer not connecting to WiFi” with the help of the right solutions methods.

To help you troubleshoot the issue effectively this very content will walk you through the step-by-step process of top 5 proven methods. Make sure to go through the whole content to learn every step thoroughly.

Solution 1: Check the Condition of the Wireless Connection

Below are the steps that will help you to check the condition of the wireless connection to help you troubleshoot the Canon printer not connecting to WiFi. 

Solution 2: Confirm the Connection

Your printer can show the issue if there is a connection problem between the printer and the access point or the router. Here is the process you can use to check the connection.

Solution 3: Use the Correct Connection Process

If you make a mistake or miss any crucial step in establishing the WiFi connection on your Canon printer, you might face errors. Use the correct guide to learn about each connection setup to avoid any problems facing any issues on your device.

Solution 4: Run the Diagnose and Repair for Your Canon Printer

Your Canon device might be facing some issues when connecting to your wireless router. Here is the complete procedure that will help you use the Diagnose and Repair tool to fix the issue.

Solution 5: Check for some vital miscellaneous points

In some cases, various minor problems or glitches can stop your printer from connecting to your WiFi network. As a result, it is good to check follow-up points to ensure everything is as required.

Final Words

Here, you got to know about the various evidence-based and easy-to-follow solutions to troubleshoot the “Canon printer not connecting to WiFi” issue. You can look for the reason for the problem with your Canon printer and use the specific relevant method to fix the issue quickly. However, there is no need to worry if you are unable to figure out the root cause of the problem; use all these solutions, and chances are your printer connection process will be complete. Apart from that, it is best to get hands-on additional guides to gain more knowledge.

Frequently Asked Questions

Why Won’t My Canon Printer Connect to My WiFi?

There could be plenty of reasons for the issue while connecting your printer to WiFi. Here are some of the prominent ones your device might face.

In addition, other problems could occur depending on the Canon printer model you have and the type of router you use.

How Do I Fix My Printer Not Connecting?

If you are looking forward to fixing your printer’s not-connecting problem, below are some primary methods you can try.

Can I use a Canon printer without connecting it to WiFi?

Yes, there are other ways to complete your Canon printer setup. Canon printers come with USB, Bluetooth, and WiFi connectivity options that help you connect to other devices. If you don’t want to connect your printer via WiFi, you can use the AirPrint option. With AirPrint, you can connect your printer to a smartphone or tablet and start using it.

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[cacneaz]

Hhh

[keystonepublishing]

Under The Brine by bonesandthebees

Wow, it's really been nearly two months since I posted! Besides the usual life stuff, I also took the plunge and bought Affinity Publisher just so I could control the typeset to a greater finesse than clunky Microsoft Word. And this is my first result of that!

This fic, Under The Brine by @bonesandthebees is one of my favorite Crimeboys fics, and I had so many ideas to try out to visualize the situations and vibes of the plot. As you will see, the result was a mix of established layouts and new experimentation. The cover itself is made using Affinity, printed onto paper to give a papery feel on the hands!

The chapter pages are designed with voluminous double-spread images because I wanted the reader to "fall in" to the story. I want to bring the feel of unnatural uncertainty, fear, and dread into a visual form; if a picture tells a thousand words, the right one can convey the mood of an entire arc. Having the opening paragraphs shifted to the side accentuates the visual feel.

As per usual, I have my layouts for pre-fic notes along with an appendix section for end notes and author comments to curious readers (albeit this time on Tumblr). But I also diverged by adding a playlist, curated by the author for this fic, along with a Spotify code if typing the song names onto YouTube is too much.

With Affinity, I also took the time to lay out the fic's dream sequences. I wanted a complete opposite to a normal page to convey the act of dreaming, and so made the pages all-black. However, the volume of needed black ink did confuse my printer and created a number of paper jams, so I don't think this style is going to be used much.

Additionally, I formatted the phone-text-messaging part of the fic so it actually looks like a text message convo! This was one of the most fiddly parts of typesetting as I had to balance not only the text messages, but the error alert symbol and words as well.

And lastly, I experimented with putting last paragraphs and the ending image together, instead of putting them onto separate pages as per my other binds. I do this because I wanted to visualize the moody feel of the ending... and because I was running out of paper and wanted to save pages.

Full thanks to @bonesandthebees for writing this fic!

[porschas-palette]

I SAW THE ANIMANIACS IN CONCERT UK LIVE SHOW!!!

I made this fanart for Randy and Rob (as well as stickers of the characters), I gave it to them and THEY LOVED IT!!!

I also wrote a note for each of them saying how awesome the show and they are, here are the doodles I made for those notes

They gave me a signed poster and SIGNED MY ANIMANIACS BAG!!!!

Bonus recycling the traditional assets I made into a mini A5 collage.

It was one of the best days of my entire life!!! Thank you everyone who made this concert and TV show possible! Truly a dream come true 🫶

(Keep reading to see the art progress if you want! 👀)

And so it begins, they announce the UK show, I'm jaw dropped, and my family buy us tickets as a birthday gift for me yippeeeee <3

Then I had a few weeks until the show, a pencil in my hand, and a dream. I decided to make fanart to give to them after the show, but what inspiration could I possibly use-

Genius!

(As you can see I tried my best to de-code the headline Randy was covering up ON PURPOUS, I gave up and made something up myself, I even tried to make it rhyme in tune with the Variety Speak song (which took way longer than it should have 💀). At the show he did reveal the headline which gave me closure at the time... but unfortunately I forgot what it said since I was trying not to cry from joy, so I guess it will forever be a mystery 😔)

I also tried to replicate the theatre stage from VERY limited reference photos and tried to predict what the stage irl was gonna look like, I was kinda close 👀. I eventually scrapped the zoomed out stage for 2 reasons: 1) The characters I drew wouldn't be as clearly visible when printed (especially the lab mice), and 2) by the time I got to rendering I was running out of time and had under 1 week to finish it.

Anyways I drew the characters/assets traditionally since it's the most comfortable for me and it's my whole thing 😎, mixed media aah moment. I scanned the final images onto the computer (the scale was smaller than A5 btw, I like drawing small) And then I locked in rendering the final image.

And boom I printed the images onto photo paper for the first time and nothing went wrong right?...right? 👁👁

Oh boy I hope you like reading my retelling of a paniced artist.

(So I had only 8 sheets of photo paper. I did 1 test print in case something went wrong but it was perfect, so perfect that I could save paper and print out one more- oh wait no no...I misspelled so many words...oops. Ok quick edit and boom we're so back, 2 prints done and ready to package into a little bag (with stickers made from A4 sheets of sticker paper I had to cut out with a craft knife). The day of the concert arrives, I check everything, I decide to add notes into the bags just incase I freeze up and forget how to communicate with them... hang on what is this smudge? Why wont it come off, WHY IS IT GETTING WORSE?!?! Oh god EMERGENCY NEW PRINT, I try do it quickly from my phone, It starts printing just fine- ERROR THE PRINTER HALF ARSED THE PRINT...WHYYYYYYY, QUICKLY SET UP MY LAPTOP, I HAVE TO GO IN A FEW MINUTES, HURRY UP AND PRINT, IT TAKES FOREVERRRRR AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH, lunch break, It finished finally phew. Carefully packaged up and off to london I went, and the rest is history. I started with 8 sheets of photo paper...now I have 3 left 💀)

Anyways that smudged photo wasn't that bad and to some unnoticeable, but for me as gifting standards it was unacceptable, so I kept it and framed it and its going on my wall with the signed print :)

If you made it this far, thanks for listening to my progress it means a lot! Here, you get a virtual dinosaur sticker 🦖 <3 (Patb ref ofc)

[izzzzzzieeeeeeeee]

One of the printers at work crashed but fortunately I know where to look up the error codes, unfortunately the code stood for "an unknown error has occurred," fortunately turning it off and on again worked and I look like a genius because unfortunately I was out of ideas after that.

I still can't believe there's a whole code dedicated to "you're on your own, champ," but I think maybe it's the manufacturer's way of telling me there are things mere mortals are not meant to know about printers.

[horizoncollective]

Hey, uh, you deal with NHPs right? look, it's kinda a long story, and I have a shitty connection here so gotta keep it short. Just woke up from stasis, was supposed to have a newly licensed Mech waiting for me, and I do, but I think someone decided to use me to get some old gear off their hands, cause it's an old old as balls GENGHIS MK I and there's an NHP I'm definitely not licensed for in there, not even sure what type it is, Casket's not marked and the computer's not listing a designation, though the computer is acting weird, lots of glitches and error codes that aren't in the bloody manual popping up. anyway, big Problem is, I can't get the NHP to talk to me, and I think it's somehow cycling itself every hour or so? so even if I can find a way to communicate they're gonna forget everything I say in an hour-ish. I don't want to leave em trapped in there cycling on repeat, but the Casket's not damaged that I can see, so I don't think it's an emergency fail-safe or anything. Tools are gonna be pretty limited till another ship with a proper printer swings by. Anything I can do to help em out?

Start by taking the casket out of the mech. It sounds like it might be in some kind of crisis, so it's best if it is disarmed. Plug it into some sensory systems so it can see and hear you and give it a way to communicate with you if it wants/can.

Try to get in contact with one of our subaltern repair shops near you, they will put you in contact with a specialist who will be able to give you more detailed instructions than I can, or come visit you.

This may be a very old NHP who may have special needs. If it is in a MkI Genghis it may have some old trauma even if it is cycling and it's probably best to assume that it shouldn't be handling weapons.

It's possible that being in the mech at all is causing it a certain amount of trauma. I've seen NHPs with deep enough fears put themselves into cycling cycles as a sort of permanent suicide attempt, which is extremely sad. They can be casualties of wars too.

[backwaterotter]

Replica. An exact copy or model of something, especially one on a smaller scale.

The Dark Replica, self-titled, is one such copy.

In the universe he exists in, The Dark Lord had prepared for their death, building a machine called the Flactery (Flash + Phylactery <3), and preloading his data into such a machine. This machine would, upon his death, print an exact copy! Useful!

... After Showdown, The Chosen One discovers the machine, and the facility, and shuts down the building's power, putting the print on pause. His reasoning? Unknown for the time being.

2 months pass, and 2 of my friend's characters (Flix belonging to @raptorlucid and Sapphire belonging to @reachbluesky) end up discovering this location. They turn on the power, and the printer, having been stopped for 2 months, dumps the previously started cycle, displaying all its logs and print errors, before continuing to print The Dark Lord.

This 'dump cycle', filename waste_mtrl.fla, is what become Replica. They exist with a sparse few memories of the person they were meant to be (The Dark Lord), broken coding (their mission is only to destroy, now), and a whole heap of functional problems and existential crisis.

Their main abilities are, well... Replicating. Being made entirely of live print material, they passively copy the code of others around them, and learn how to use those abilities through observation- it's how they got the horns and tail! Copied from Flix. :]

Anyways this is my autism creature. He's incredibly gay and he believes he has to destroy the world because what else does he exist for. Everything has to go including him.

[boos-gh0st]

Saw that ur decoding as well, wanted to hit u up!

How far along r u? As in, have u found anything interesting ?

Hi!

I’ve found tons of cool stuff, I have I think every code I’ve done written down, and I’ve screenshotted the ciphers so I can decode them later!!

I’m not sure about interesting, but I’ve just overall enjoyed a lot of the stuff I’ve found with it.

Even with the original bit of the site, where it was technical error, I had gone super hard at it with going through the code n stuff as I did this time.

I thought the piñata video was funny, and printing out the death certificate actually broke my printer like five times. I went through most of the riddle as mentioned and thought stans thing was silly with clicking on how he defeated bill many times.

I’d have to check back my recording, because my memory is really bad, but I was obsessed with the disco girl code.

OH and the thing from fiddlefords note!! What was that video going on about?? I’m assuming it was in a religious aspect and going against bill, but the story was really interesting?? I totally have to relisten and analyze it.

PLEASE tell me cool things you’ve found, I want to see everything and I’ve hit a point where I’ve entered so many codes idk if there’s any left lmao

[angelsleepinggurl]

𝐒𝟐:𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝟏𝟔

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You’re in the office, late at night. The printer lets out a low hum, an occasional mechanical groan breaking its steady hum. Your laptop screen glows faintly, casting pale light across the desk cluttered with coffee cups and crumpled notes. The soft whir of the computer fans adds a strange weight to the silence.

You glance at the time in the corner of the screen. 9:48 PM. You’ve been here far too long, but the idea of leaving feels premature. Nanami’s schedule for the week is sprawled across three tabs, your notebook, and two color-coded spreadsheets. There’s a new project—big enough to disrupt everything—and you’re left to piece together the puzzle of his days before tomorrow’s meeting.

“Just another half hour,” you mutter, but the words lack conviction. It’s not like there’s anyone around to hear you, anyway. The others left hours ago, the steady trickle of footsteps and casual goodnights tapering off until you were the last one standing. Or rather, sitting—your chair creaks when you shift, as if groaning in protest at your continued presence.

Your hand hovers over the keyboard, a reminder of how close you are to calling it quits. Except you aren’t. The week ahead looms in your mind like a monolith, and no matter how much you tackle now, there’s still more to do. A sigh escapes you, heavy and weary, as you click through yet another window. The calendar blinks at you, unhelpfully crammed with blocks of tasks, reminders, and tiny colour-coded flags marking deadlines.

You try to focus on the screen in front of you, but his voice from earlier in the day lingers in your head, calm and precise as he rattles off a dozen tasks for the week ahead. The way he stands with his arms crossed while explaining things—not impatient, but so commanding it leaves no room for error. The subtle crease in his brow when he gets absorbed in thought, or the rare moments when he sighs, a soft, fleeting crack in his perfect composure. You catch yourself wondering if he’s still awake, working just as late, or if he’s already preparing to sleep, unwinding with some novel.

You shake your head and blink hard, like that’ll stop the spiral. But it doesn’t. Every click of your mouse brings you back to him. Every bullet point on the screen feels like an extension of him—his expectations, his meticulousness, the way he says “good work” and makes it feel like the sun finally came out after a storm. Or the way he purrs out a ‘good girl’ when you’re close to finishing, tightening around him.

Fuck.

It’s getting dangerously late, and now your mind has resorted to fantasising about your boss to keep yourself awake. Usually, this wouldn’t be so difficult to fight. You would just head home and resume your business there, but you’re not sure whether it’s your lack of sleep that's causing your common sense to short circuit, or this being a result of pure procrastination. You find yourself saying, “I’m sure it won’t hurt to take a 5 minute break.”. In one swift motion, you use your heeled foot to swivel your seat around, back facing the door… just in case. And it is a dumb idea, you know that, but it’s too late once your legs are sprawled in the air as you shimmy your tights down your legs. Air rushing to your exposed thighs. You were already dripping with the thought of him. With the thought of his large arms grabbing you and pushing you down roughly, before having his large hands smooth over your body gently. It was his touch you yearned for.

You shut your eyes tight, fingertips reaching towards your clothed bud, rubbing achingly slow circles over it. You’ve been spoiled. Having a man like Kento, teasing you this way, makes it feel underwhelming when you do it. You try to imagine the pads of his fingers grazing over your cunt, tracing ghostly as if his other hands, pin your legs down to keep you from writhing around further. Subtle moans drop from your lips as you let your head drop back and make contact with the tall leather chair. Increasing the pressure you apply and increasing the speed your fingers circle, and you’re creating a damp patch on your panties. He would make a teasing prod as to how eager you were being, a statement that would turn you on further. You pull off your damped panties, leaving your exposed cunt, clenching in neediness. Your fingers immediately latch themselves back unto your clit, you shudder at the contact. Hips roll at the desperation to fulfil your desires, rubbing at your deliciously drenched cunt.

You stutter out an unexpectedly louder moan than the rest, really sinking into the pleasure. Imagining him teasingly dipping a finger into your hole, as you mimic and do the same. “Nhnn Kentooo.” You’re feeling hot imaging his hands all over you, touching you and making you feel good. You dip your fingers in again, this time going exploring deeper, feeling up your velvety walls that cling to your fingers causing you to squeal. Repetitively you shove your fingers inside you, and with each thrust you’re aiming to graze against your Gspot, the same way he does some effortlessly. It’s not the same. It's like he was made for you. With faster thrusts, wishing it was his fat cock pummeling you and pinning you down. Wishing it was him filling you up so well and causing your mind to go hazy. Filthy thoughts result in filthier and erotic sounds that spew from your mouth.

You’re curling your fingers at lightning speed now, the knot that’s building inside you intensifying. If he were here, his heavy dick would be in you, his muscles would be flexing as he would try hard to hold himself back, as he would groan out about how close he was. His hands gently swoop and push back strands of your hair, behind your ear, giving him a view of your fucked out expression. Legs would fly up, the same way they are now, and your back would arch out the sky as you mewl in pleasure. “Fuck I’m close.”

He would lift you by the hips and finish you off as your hands scramble blindly trying to find some form of stability, as you cry out a string of curses. You would successfully grab unto him in the final moments, fingers scratching against his broad, back. Kento’s cum would fill you from the inside out, satisfying your soul, as you would reach your peak as well. The white seed spills out of you and all over your fingers, feeling it drip out of you slowly. A sight that was so sensual to the blond that it would make him want to go for round 2. Especially upon seeing your fucked out expression on top of it all, similar to the one you have now.

You press your finger back into your sensitive cunt, feeling them flutter slightly at the cunt, and twitching once inside. SImilair to the way he would use his tip to shove back the remnants of his come, back inside you. Kissing you on your forehead to say, “You did so good for me princess.”

The printer lets out a low hum, an occasional mechanical groan breaking its steady hum. The computer whirrs softly, adding to the newfound silence. Exhaling steadily, you slowly drop your legs, a smug grin still on your face.

“Y/N?”

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[utau-fanchildren-combos]

Error x Ink (part 5)

Fanchild by HATURALYPOIBALY

Fanchild by lunaspears1

Fanchild by lunaspears1

Fanchild by lunaspears1

Blunder by @asterclaw

Cadenza by @alryriarose

Code by @nantu22

Crochet by @whatsasilverartistdoinghere

Damask by boobluebutterly

Data by @starreaperlutia (No longer in UTAU : new design)

Designer by @northyred

Enk by @crazyswan-blog1

Frame by @dixeclipseblog-blog

Gizmo by the_corvidae_roost

Greenscreen by o_padparadscha_o

Paintball by ♡~MultiTheMutantSans~♡

Pastel by soulsansplayzvr

Plaid by melancholicmoth

Primary by neriahdoesart

Printer Ink by @littlesweetcake06

RomanEr by @goultrasweetheart

Silly String by @cloudtaleblog

Snafu by cunnyvboy

Last Part / Next Part

[horriblengrossstories]

Things Rich Boy Derek Has to Put Up With at Work That Make Him Wanna Go Home to Mutt

Boardroom Vampires:Old men in suits trying to drain his ambition dry while pretending to mentor him. They smell like cigars and ego. They keep saying "your father at your age" like that’s a compliment. It’s not.

People Who Try to Shake His Hand While He’s Holding Coffee:“Get away from me. Do you see the latte? Do you see the hand? Which hand do you want me to spill?” He grits his teeth. He thinks about Mutt licking his fingers clean instead.

Endless Numbers:Quarterly reports. Forecasting spreadsheets. Staring at screens full of figures while the clock refuses to move. He starts fantasizing about feeding someone the paper, binder and all.

HR Recommending 'Mindfulness':He yells at one guy and suddenly he’s got to breathe into a square and download an app called "CalmLeaf." He mutters I already have a stress pet, and thinks about putting Mutt in a leash and attending the seminar anyway.

Being Polite to Cowards:Shaking hands with men who’d sell their wives if it got them a better golf club membership. Derek wants to scream, but instead he nods and gives them the “heir smile.”

His Father’s Voice:Always in his ear. Always a criticism disguised as advice. Always pulling Derek back into line, like a leash on a wolf who pretends to be a lapdog.

Meetings About Nothing:Seven people, two hours, one conclusion: “Let’s circle back.” He fantasizes about flipping the conference table

Someone Steals His Parking Spot:A junior exec takes his spot with his initials on it. He parks directly behind them, blocks them in all day, and spends the whole board meeting fantasizing about Mutt in his passenger seat, snacking on jerky like, “Key his car, Derek.”

Matt Being Right:His little brother’s blunt insights that hit too close. Matt saying, “You look miserable,” with no malice, just fact. And he is. He is, until he gets home.

The Constant Pretending:Pretending to be stable. Smart. Mature. Moral. Pretending to be the kind of man who belongs in marble hallways and country clubs. He only stops pretending when he’s got Mutt on the floor.

The Printer Doesn’t Work:He screams, “It’s a billion-dollar company and the PAPER MONKEY IS BROKEN AGAIN.” Security shows up. He’s banned from IT. He goes home and shoves his face into Mutt’s belly like, this is real. This is warm. This doesn’t have an error code.

Getting CC’d on Emails That Have Nothing to Do With Him:Fifty-seven emails in one hour. About wallpaper. Wallpaper. Derek stares at his phone like it's betrayed him. He whispers, “Mutt wouldn’t do this to me. Mutt doesn’t even know what ‘reply all’ means.”

Catering Forgot the Protein Again:All kale. No meat. Derek is feral by 1:00 PM, chewing ice cubes and seething. He texts Mutt:“I want meat. I want you. I want to eat meat off you.” She replies with a paw emoji. He considers quitting on the spot.

Being Told He Has to Dress 'Business Casual': He owns three thousand-dollar suits and five ratty hoodies. No in-between, Someone says “try khakis.” He says “try death.” He comes home, strips naked, and wraps himself around Mutt like, this is my business casual now.

-Birdie 🐦

[monachofworms]

Me trying to print from a Xerox printer: paper! Pnamper??? Do you want Pnaper!? IS THAT WHAT YOU NEED? PLEASE LET ME PRINT. I just need to make compy. Compy pease.

Xerox Printer: fuck you error code.

[wanderingarcherviola]

I continue to have issues with the PM43 label printer at work. I am at my wits end with it's bullshit and I can't find how to fix the fucking error code it keeps throwing at me 🙃 this bitch screamed FEILKODE 5 at me one more time im setting it on fire.