#volume down

[maverickmadness]

I’ve just made a mistake. Made a song on my little music app with my volume down in the middle of class. We’ll see where this takes us in a few hours

[to-the-maxx]

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#blasting music > regular posts

#volume down > vents

#midnight drives > nsfw

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[msfoxfoundit]

How to setup a Volume Control Keyboard Shortcut on any Keyboard in Windows 11!

PROBLEM

So you might have a keyboard that has no speaker icon which would be the main keyboard Volume up or down, or simply the shortcut just randomly stopped working. In my case, I had this expensive $200 Gaming Keyboard that had the pageup and pagedown as the method for Volume Control, but eventually it stopped working, and for whatever reason. In Windows 11, there is a solution!

SOLUTION

Using a piece of software called PowerToys which you can download for free at Microsoft. at this link:

Install PowerToys | Microsoft Learn

And when you finish downloading and install the progam, go ahead and launch the program. When it opens, navigate to > "Keyboard Manager" in the left side navigation list. > And then as the Keyboard Manager is opened, make sure the Enable Keyboard Manager is "On" > And then next look under Shortcuts section to find "Remap a Shortcut." > Now click on it > and a window should popup named "Remap Shortcuts" > Now click the "+ Add Shortcut Remapping"

To set a Custom Shortcut, Under "Select" Section click the "Select" button to continue adding shortcut, and choose any shortcut you desire for your newly volume shortcut to be. Mine was Ctrl + PgDn. When finished click ok. Now the second section, Under "To Send" click and scroll through the list right under Key/shortcut. So the second drop-down list, NOT the Key/Shortcut. Look for "Volume Up" or "Volume Down," in my case Volume Down for my Ctrl + Dn shortcut.

Just repeat those steps for all three Volume Control. Volume up and Down and Mute. After you repeat those steps for all 3 or whichever you want, click OK at the top of the popup window to save. and then Test out your new shortcuts!

I hope this worked for you like it did me!

[thisiswheremybullshitgoes]

I am currently listening to a music song.

It is so good. It is so music.

The song I mean of course. It very powerful

The song music. It is sounds...

That you can heeeaar. With your ear holes.

Music song, I am love you.

You are life. I will never stop loving-

I have listened to music song too much

Music song is now like baby left at department of fire

Music song is dead to me

[stealingpotatoes]

I FINISHED MY FINAL PAPER (and therefore my degree????!!!!) WOO!!!!

commissions are re-opening tomorrow (may 24) as planned!!

[makenna-made-this]

GET DUN(meshi)

[birdmetaphors]

kim, you're a hell of a catch ✨🥁❤️

[thinwhitedoc]

SHERLOCK | Martin Freeman as John Watson

[ahhrenata]

golden hour 🌅

close up below the cut:

[devildomwriter]

“I like you, ___. I really like you. So listen, why don’t you, me, and Beel all live here together? All three of us living happily ever after…what do you say? Would you give it a try?”

— Belphegor to MC on polygamy (Chapter 20-11)

[mewtwo24]

Do you ever wake up in the middle of the night thinking about how wwx grew up in an adopted family that always spoke in terms of what he owed them (except Jiang Yanli), and Lan Wangji, upon wwx's resurrection insisted "there is no need for sorry or thanks between us" and kept to his word every single time. Or are you normal.

[pokeberry5]

redrew this panel bc i love it but i also Hate how they look

[larsnicklas]

game fifteen puck ➡️ huffer (vp of player engagement)

[bigbrainbiology]

It's my party and I'll cry if I want to

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

spontaneously starts scribbling him Differently Every Time

[wordsinhaled]

payneland neighbors AU

(a.k.a. one of my million WIPs that may actually be seeing the light of day)

edwin is an Alive Boy, who has had a near-death experience being bullied while he was at school, so he can now see ghosts.

charles is a Dead Boy, who is starting a detective agency out of his new flat, which happens to be next door to edwin's.

edwin does not realize charles is a ghost at first.

they are mutually down bad and trying hard (and failing) to be normal about it.

pining and shenanigans ensue.

should be able to get this posted to Ao3 sometime later today as chapter 1/? of who knows how many because apparently payneland has made me that person with multiple multichapter WIPs, lmao ~*~*~

Edwin does not think about his new neighbor across the hall.

(Said new neighbor's name, it will turn out, is Charles.

And Edwin most certainly does not fixate on the compelling glint of Charles' single earring in the sun, or the curve of his smile so easily offered.)

The story of it is this: Edwin had held the door to their building for him one fine spring day. Simple politeness, and moreover basic human decency, both dictated this was the proper thing to do for someone carrying such an absurd quantity of unwieldy parcels.

He had not expected the stranger to look so taken aback.

(He had an honest-to-goodness crystal ball propped precariously atop a stack of antique-looking books; and those teetered on top of several cardboard boxes near buckling under the weight of whatever they held within. A cricket bat protruded from the pin-encrusted rucksack slung over his shoulder. People did insist on having such incongruous pastimes, Edwin thought; and, apparently, atrocious packing habits to go along with them.

But the titles of the volumes Edwin managed to glimpse were as intriguing as the crystal ball was misguided—and he'd found himself rather helplessly curious.

"Cheers, mate!" the person he will soon know to be Charles had said, sounding obscenely grateful as he manouevred his way inside, and had flashed Edwin a grin so radiant and wide it hurt Edwin's cheeks in sympathy just to look at it.

Still, Edwin tried to think no more on him; nor on how surprised he'd appeared to be at Edwin's tiny show of kindness—at Edwin's perceiving him at all, even. Tried being the operative word.)

He'd been aware Jenny was letting the rooms across the hall, because she asked him several weeks ago if he might know any potential tenants. Edwin had informed her he did not. His last neighbor had listened to ungraciously-loud electropop at all hours of the night and harbored a seemingly endless stream of stray cats despite Jenny's very clear policy against animals.

Edwin would far prefer the space to stay blessedly vacant and blissfully quiet for as long a stretch as possible. He deserved some sort of a reprieve, he'd thought.

it seems he is not about to get one.

Edwin is reading when he hears a muffled string of colorful swearing, the lugging of things, the scraping of furniture across hardwood floors. While he may be able to studiously avoid thinking about the beautiful boy he'd met downstairs, Edwin cannot escape the inevitable and inconvenient fact that they will now be living in proximity. The telltale commotion that can only be made by someone moving in comes right to his proverbial stoop.

Who else could it be but him?

Edwin sighs. The only thing for it, he supposes, is to go over and introduce himself.