#unraid

[irradiate-space]

might fuck around and build an Unraid NAS sometime this pre-tariff season

[vctrsnts]

Ultim article publicat: A partir de unos articulos de Lorenzo y de uGeek (podeis encontrar más información en la referencia), me pico la sobre como seria tener mi propio servidor de mensajeria y poderlo utilizar para enviar las notificaciones de mis servicios y asi no depender tanto de Telegram. Y de hay viene este nuevo articulo, donde explicare todo el proceso de instalación y uso de mi nuevo servidor Matrix en mi VPS y os aviso que no ha sido nada sencillo.

[gurupanguji]

Version 4.9.72 of code server is no bueno. Switch to the previous version to get it working again

Running code server in my homelab is a godsend. It allows me to tinker with any language, environment, setting that I can think about in a development environment, but then not let that development environment be a problem on my laptop (and if needed, my desktop, but let’s put a pin in it for now). My home server isn’t super powerful. However, it’s a dedicated machine that runs Unraid and hence…

[essayboardorg]

RAID vs. Unraid: A Comprehensive Comparison

[dztechs]

مُقارنة بين OpenMediaVault و TrueNAS Core وبين Unraid: ما هو الأفضل لإعداد NAS مُخصص؟

يُعد التخزين المُتصل بالشبكة (NAS) أمرًا رائعًا إذا كنت ترغب في مشاركة البيانات أو المُحتوى أو أي شيء تُفضله مع أجهزة الكمبيوتر الأخرى المُتصلة عبر شبكة محلية (أو حتى الإنترنت!). والأفضل من ذلك، أنه يُمكنك إنشاء NAS مُخصص حسب إحتياجاتك إذا كان لديك كمبيوتر احتياطي أو Raspberry Pi. إذا كان تصميم NAS المُخصص يبدو مُعقدًا للغا��ة، فيُمكنك دائمًا شراء صندوق NAS جاهز للاستخدام لتوفير متاعب اختيار نظام تشغيل NAS وإعداد كل شيء. ما عليك سوى إدخال محركات الأقراص الثابتة لديك، وستكون جاهزًا للبدء. ومع ذلك، إذا كنت تتطلع إلى إنشاء NAS مُخصص، فسيتعين عليك اتخاذ بعض الخيارات الصعبة. تحقق من اختيار أفضل NAS مُتاح لخادم الوسائط المنزلي: دليل الشراء والمُقارنة. Read the full article

[gramboa]

Ma nouvelle configuration Unraid. Manque le refroidissement des disques.

[subz-but-everywhere]

[blackmoreops]

How to Install Unraid NAS: Complete Step-by-Step Guide for Beginners (2025)

If you’re looking to set up a powerful, flexible network-attached storage (NAS) system for your home media server or small business, Unraid is a brilliant choice. This comprehensive guide will walk you through the entire process to install Unraid NAS from start to finish, with all the tips and tricks for a successful setup in 2025. Unraid has become one of the most popular NAS operating systems…

[madtc]

How to Install Redmine Project Management on Unraid | Easy Step-by-Step ...

[praesparo]

〆 —  @croftborn  ,    ❝ you're going the wrong way.  ❞

                    two sides of the coin, legends in their own rights in two very similar fields. sometimes, the line was blurred to the point where they were one in the same. two of the biggest rivals, allies & lovers all wrapped into one. the myriad of trees shrouded in vines & foliage obscured their view, with the lack of any clear landmarks disrupting their sense of direction. the journal rested loosely between his fingers as the other hand flicked through the crisp pages, eyes darting between the drawings & lara. ❝ i am not going the wrong way.  ❞ he scoffs incredulously, shaking his head at her before looking back at his book. quickly, his face drops & he sighs. ❝ aw, crap. i've been going the wrong way. fine, you take over.  ❞

[dragon-in-a-fez]

I made it easier to back up your blog with tumblr-utils

Hey friends! I've seen a few posts going around about how to back up your blog in case tumblr disappears. Unfortunately the best backup approach I've seen is not the built-in backup option from tumblr itself, but a python app called tumblr-utils. tumblr-utils is a very, very cool project that deserves a lot of credit, but it can be tough to get working. So I've put together something to make it a bit easier for myself that hopefully might help others as well.

If you've ever used Docker, you know how much of a game-changer it is to have a pre-packaged setup for running code that someone else got working for you, rather than having to cobble together a working environment yourself. Well, I just published a tumblr-utils Docker container! If you can get Docker running on your system - whether Windows, Linux, or Mac - you can tell it to pull this container from dockerhub and run it to get a full backup of your tumblr blog that you can actually open in a web browser and navigate just like the real thing!

This is still going to be more complicated than grabbing a zip file from the tumblr menu, but hopefully it lowers the barrier a little bit by avoiding things like python dependency errors and troubleshooting for your specific operating system.

If you happen to have an Unraid server, I'm planning to submit it to the community apps repository there to make it even easier.

Drop me a message or open an issue on github if you run into problems!

[cyberels]

… there are no words i can say that are nice….

ok i am not a hater but … y’all seen new pics of hbo tlou ……… why do they look so CLEAN??? like they look like they just washed and dried their clothes and took an everything shower … not like they just walked from jackson to seattle ???😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[vctrsnts]

Ultim article publicat: Como primer articulo de este nuevo año, os pongo el articulo final que me faltaba sobre mi opinión personal - final con respecto a unRaid, pero he estado un poco liado y por eso me he retrasado un poco, pero ahora vamos al articulo final con respecto a lo que yo pienso.

[souperbloom]

Tours over!! We def need a blurb of the boys coming home. Preferably Ash I swear I’ve read everything written about Ashton :/

thank you for the request, friend! i do agree, we are in dire need of some Ash homecoming content. how about a smutty little reunion? ;0

hope you enjoy <3

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honey, i’m home! [A.I.]

🏠 i’m biased towards this photo because i was there, teehee

boyfriend!ash. a reunion, if you will. :)

after a long three months away on tour, your boyfriend Ashton finally comes home.

CONTENT WARNINGS: references to weed, suggestive language, pet names.

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Today was the day.

After three months of an empty couch, an unraided fridge, and the divot on the right side of your mattress growing cold, your boyfriend Ashton was finally coming home.

Today was the fuckin’ day.

You sat on the edge of your seat, literally, barely taking up any space on the couch cushions. Your feet were bolted to the floor, practically ready to blast off into space.

Or, to jump up and greet him.

You’d check your phone every now and then, watching the hours tick by growing later and later, and occasionally seeing your lover’s name light up the screen.

There have been a few updates on his ETA, random photos from his camera roll of the two of you, and even some mindless, lovesick babbling. Rambling on about how much he missed you and ‘couldn’t wait to come home to see your sweet face.’

Each time his name popped up, you’d smile; feeling nothing short of a kid in a candy store. You couldn’t wait to see the look on his face not only after seeing you, but after seeing what you had planned.

You had decided to make Ashton’s homecoming an event, of sorts. A dreamy date night filled with all of his favorite things that you were sure he was missing.

And, of course, being that you knew him better than anyone in this world, you made sure to think of everything.

A fresh bouquet of daisies on the kitchen table, straight from his favorite farmer’s market. A joint, rolled with love, for the two of you to share and smoke out on your balcony. A fridge stocked full of his favorite snacks and foods.

And lastly, the pièce de résistance of it all.

A few days prior, you had gone out shopping on your own at the little boutiques down on Rodeo. You found yourself wandering into a quaint lingerie shop, only to walk out with the most beautiful, most expensive, two-piece set that ever graced their mannequins.

It was an emerald green two-piece, covered in floral lace and complete with its own matching silk slip. You thought it was perfect for the comfortable, homesick-curing aura you were trying to create around you and Ashton’s home.

And green is Ashton’s favorite color, after all.

After a few more moments of quiet, the mellow sounds of classic rock streaming softly out of your speaker, your phone lights up.

ASHTON ❥:

Be home in 5. Love you so much.

Can’t wait 2 see you. xo

It took everything in you not to let out a piercingly loud girlish squeal, rocking back and forth on the couch and clutching your phone like it was just going to just fly right out of your hands. But you didn’t want risk your neighbors thinking you were being attacked—

You didn’t want a repeat of the last time Ashton made you scream.

With Ashton’s messages still shining on your screen, you toss your phone to the side. You decide to stand up from your permanent spot on the couch, and do one last run around of the house to make sure everything was perfect, and in order.

The flowers were still on the kitchen table, yes. The sweets and fresh fruits were all still in the fridge, right where you had left them. Your bed was still made, thank God, and the stick of incense you had lit still had about an hour of life left in it.

Safe to say, everything you had thought of was perfect.

As you walk through the halls of your spacious, yet lived in home, you hear a familiar sound.

A click.

Then, another.

A squeak.

And one last sound that made your heart start to flutter.

"Honey, I’m home!"

Without a second to think, you’re rushing towards the front door. Your socked feet padded along the hardwood floors as you ran, cutting corners and slipping along.

"Baby? I hear you…"

The sweet sound of his voice grew louder, your heart just ready to burst and pop out of your throat into fireworks. You round the corner to the foyer—

And there he was.

"Ashton!" You gleam, finally seeing him for the first time since he had started his journey out of the country and across the world.

He sported unkempt, overgrown curls and a black trench coat, that was tugged off slightly from the heavy duffle bags that sat on his broad shoulders.

It was almost impossible for you not to swoon.

You barrel past his bags as he drops them on the floor, jumping into his arms and practically lifting yourself off of the ground.

"Hi, sweetheart," he hums into your ear with a voice like honey, as your body clings onto his, "I missed you so fuckin’ much."

He holds you tightly, his cologne hitting your nose almost instantly with the way you had your face buried in the crook of his neck.

"I missed you more, baby— fuck— I missed you." Your words are slightly muffled by the material of his coat, not long before he’s pulling away from the hug to get a better look at you.

"Look at you. Fuckin’ look at my girl. Thought I was dreaming when I saw this sweet face again," he trails off, letting his eyes linger behind your head to admire all of the little sweet nothings you had prepared for him, "Is this all for me?"

"Mhm, it is. You are definitely not dreaming," you hum, proudly.

Ashton pulls you in for one last squeeze, then places a sloppy kiss upon your lips.

"I am the luckiest guy in the world," he sighs, adjusting his arms around you, "Think I gotta get a better look at all the stuff my girl did f’me."

"Come in, stay a while." You try your hand at biting back a smile as you pull away from him, but can’t seem to contain the elated expression plastered on your face.

He shrugs off his coat, hanging it on the hook next to yours. Inhaling deeply, he smiles, "Do I smell Paolo Santo?"

"Mhmmm." Your bottom lip is caught between your teeth, with your arms behind your back as you swing impatiently from side to side.

"Good choice," he nods.

"Your favorite."

With all of his bags now on the floor, and his Doc Martens still laced to his ankles, he quietly steps through the foyer to the kitchen. You watch from behind him through adoring eyes, loving every second of watching him discover each and every little detail.

"Daisies—?" He tosses you a sweet look over his shoulder, but stops in his tracks as his eyes meet yours.

He scans down your frame, finally taking in what you had been waiting for. The emerald green silk slip, in all of its glory.

"Holy shit—" he stops himself again, turning all the way around to face you.

"Well, whatdaya’ think of my outfit?" You ask, fanning out your hands and showing off the full extent of the dress and all of its means of hugging your curves.

His jaw hangs open slightly, before he crosses his arms over his chest. That expression of shock melts into a cheeky smile.

"Honestly, now I’m thinking about what it’s gonna look like on the floor."

He starts to walk towards you, his taller frame looming over you as you tilt your head to look at him with a pout.

"On the floor, Ash? This was expensive!"

When his hands find your waist, you freeze. His fingertips dance along the silky materiel that dressed your hips, pulling you into him.

"Money can buy you a new one, sweetheart. But— I’m afraid no money can buy how much I’ve been missing you."

Your lips push to the side, now feeling slightly electric at the feeling of his gentle touch.

"Didn’t know you missed me that much."

"No?" He quips, "Well then why don’t I show you? Show you just how much I’ve been missin’ ya."

Something inside of you snaps, the twinkle in his eyes making you giddy— you reach out to him, slithering your arms around his neck to pull him into you.

When his lips land on yours you sigh, like a forty pound weight being lifted off of your shoulders. You missed the sweetness of his kiss; the taste of his lips, and tongue on yours.

You were a puzzle that had found its missing piece. Whole again.

Ashton’s hands travel down your sides, greedily wandering across each and every part of you that he had been deprived of in the last three months.

The promise ring you had gifted him right before he left was now right back to its rightful owner, scorching your flesh in all of the places you had been dying for him to touch. To see. To have again.

His hands had now found their way to your ass, making you shiver.

"Jump." He mumbles messily into your lips.

You oblige, jumping up and locking your ankles around the small of his back.

As the kiss between you grows hungry, Ashton starts to move you. He walks you past the threshold of the kitchen, and over to the island.

You had already started to feel that familiar, swirling feeling you get whenever he’s around you; let alone the feelings that came with him so effortlessly picking you up and walking around the house with you in his arms.

He releases your lips, brushing his nose against yours as he he starts to walk the both of you closer to the marble countertop.

"I’ve been waitin’ so long to take care of you properly, sweetheart— But at this rate, I don’t think I’ll be able to make it t’ the bedroom."

As he speaks, he lowers you gently onto the cool marble. You let out a giggle at his eagerness. "I don’t mind, baby. You can have me anytime, any place. I’m all yours."

His hands find your waist again, sliding you forward into his hips. He knocks his forehead against your own, before granting you a quick kiss.

"You’re all mine?" He asks again, as if your words of confirmation weren’t enough for him the first time.

"Yes, Ash. I’m all yours."

His lips find their way to your jaw, starting a trail of gentle kisses down towards the nape of your neck. He stays there for a moment, tenderly nipping at the fragile flesh.

"’Don’t know who I bribed in heaven to get sent down an angel as perfect as you— ‘Don’t know how I got so lucky..."

He kisses your neck again as your hands get lost in his lush curls. You can’t help but tug down on them, just the way he likes it.

With one final kiss at your collarbone, he pops his head back up to meet you. But as he makes his way up, something on the counter catches his eye.

His eyebrow quirks, as he reaches behind you and picks up the joint you had rolled for him.

"Now, what’s all this?" He asks, waving the pre-roll in front of your face with a mischievous smirk.

"Just a little somethin’ special," you grin, your tongue darting out to wet your bottom lip, "But we can worry about that later…"

He lets out a breathy laugh, putting the joint down in it’s spot the counter and reaching back up to cup your cheeks with his blistered, earthy palms.

"You really thought of everything didn’t you— my sweet girl."

Your cheeks tinge pink, unable to control your urges as you plant another big kiss onto his soft lips.

"Welcome home, Ashton."

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[bowietiee]

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[bigboobyhalo]

"[I will join purgatory 3] only if I have badboy on my team, that's my condition" AURGHAHRHGRGHGH bad I need you to unraid rodezel this is making me miss the mapachinhos too fucking much AUGHH