Summer Wallpaper Ipad

... and write this on an iPad Pro connected to an external... the dark icons and tinted wallpaper options. iOS 26 review: Liquid... also have a much better wallpaper, icon, and widget management system... to use them as a wallpaper. Ideally, everything should be going... what will follow is a summer of beta testing. There's actually ... test against them during the summer. iOS 26 review: Apple doesn't ...

Hi fellow stays! Im trying to find some good wallpapers for my ipad and laptop. I somehow cant find anything with high enough resolution. I tried pinterest and several websites on google but to no use. Where are yall getting your wallpapers? At this point im so desperate ill make my own collage type wallpapers when summer break starts. Thank you for your help! submitted by /u/Hannie0109 to r/skzmedia [link] [comments]

My daughter Cleo turned 12 not too long ago. She has lived in this house her entire life, and now we’re moving out. It’s not anything dramatic; we’re just moving into a bigger place. She’s growing up and deserves a better space, and Molly and I are in a position where we can afford it. But as we’re packing up our things and looking to the future, I want to acknowledge something that happened in this house when we first moved in. Cleo was closing in on her first birthday. Molly and I were working around the clock juggling a child, two full-time jobs, and a remote part-time job on the weekends. It was rough, but that’s to be expected. We had planned for this family, and we were ready to pay the price. Doesn’t mean we weren’t acknowledging the hardships. We’d just moved to this house on the northern edge of Tornado Alley. While it did get the occasional storm, the place itself was safe enough that the house had never needed any serious repairs. Not from the weather, at least. We got the place a little cheaper than expected. It was an 80’s style brick-and-mortar kind of building with a solid concrete storm cellar. One floor, separate garage. Solid outer walls; cheap interior. You can feel the heat from the kitchen while standing in the hallway, all the way through the paper-thin faux wooden wall panels. That first month, as we moved in, we ran into our first problem. The storm cellar was having some trouble with cracks in the northernmost wall. Nothing serious, but just enough for there to be a sort of bulge. We had a guy check it out, and he acknowledged that it needed to be reinforced if we wanted to utilize the space safely. Luckily, we caught it early. The neighborhood was great though. We lived at the end of the street near five other houses. Identical style, different colors. Ours was the green one. While fixing up our storm cellar, we had our first reminder of just how close to Tornado Alley we were. While those across the state line to the south were bunkering down for a possible tornado, we only had to prep for a nasty storm. Perfect start to the summer. On the day of the storm, we had a neighbor come by. Clyde. Salt-of-the-earth kinda guy, had lived there his entire life. Just a couple of years short of retirement, Clyde had the proportions of a walking meatball sporting a baseball cap. And yet, he always seemed to be out and about, mucking around in the garden and carrying things in and out of his garage. Clyde stopped by our place and handed me a walkie-talkie. “Everyone on the street has one,” he explained. “Just so we can stay in touch if things get bad.” “You guys thought of everything,” I smiled. “Stay prepared, you don’t gotta get prepared.” “Boy scouts?” “YouTube.” He winked, gave me a pat on the shoulder, and lumbered away. Now I had a fancy new walkie-talkie. Nothing expensive, and the channel was a preset, but it carried a bit of weight. Solid stuff. Molly called out when she noticed the first drops of water on the kitchen window. I was already downstairs, doing my best to prepare us for a long night ahead. There were three rooms; one of which we were later going to turn into a laundry room. That’d have to wait until we fixed the wall though. For now, I had to make sure Cleo would be comfortable, and that we had all the supplies we needed. I tested the walkie-talkie a couple of times and got a response not just from Clyde, but a couple of other neighbors too. An older woman jokingly telling us she’d come by with a casserole once the storm was over, and a grumpy middle-aged man that firmly reminded us that the channel was for emergency use only. Once everything was prepped I waited upstairs. Cleo was having the mid-day fussies. Molly was firmly fixated on the kitchen window, looking out. She had this cat-like feature, like she was seeing something I wasn’t. I half-expected her to tap at the window. “You alright there?” I asked. “Yeah,” she mumbled. “I just don’t like how it looks.” The dark clouds were closing in. We were at the birth of the storm, but that didn’t mean we’d have a walk in the park. Things could get bad, and we couldn’t take any chances. Not with Cleo. The wind picked up. I changed Cleo and got her things all packed up. I pulled Molly away from the window as we hurried out back. The storm cellar had this thick tilted metal door. We hurried downstairs, and I locked the door from the inside. Not that there was a reason to; it’s just what you do. Cleo settled down. I’d brought down an air mattress, and there was a cooler with a couple of drinks, baby food, and snacks to keep us going. We were gonna fix the place up later, but this would have to do for now. Cleo had a cozy little cot in the corner; a plastic thing that we usually brought when we traveled. Not that we had a lot of time for that kind of thing. I did a double-check on all the lights and our chargers. There was this large locker in the far-off room with the bulging wall. I presumed that locker held the fuse box. The thing was old as hell, and the warning stickers had long since faded, so I didn’t want to touch anything. Still, I figured it was good to know where to go if the power cut out. We didn’t get very good reception down there, but Molly had a couple of shows preloaded on her iPad so we could watch some reruns later in the night. The wind kept going. I could hear it cut along the corner of the house, rattling the gutters. The raindrops had gone from tapping on the door to passing us by, as the rain turned sideways. Staying down there was just a precaution, but by the way things were going, we had the right idea. It got pretty bad, pretty fast. People started talking over the walkie-talkie. Even the grumpy middle-aged guy. “Looks like the tree in the yard is going down,” someone said. “Fence is shaking something awful,” another one said. Clyde, on the other hand, just kept checking in with people. We had an hourly roll call, and when he noticed one of us weren’t responding, he decided to go do something about it. There was this older man living down the street that hadn’t picked up, and Clyde was getting worried. “Old guy lives on his own, surrounded by floppy disks and TV dinners. I’ll head over to check on him in a bit.” A couple of people protested, but Clyde wasn’t having it. Apparently, he used to be an army medic. Molly was sitting in the other room, rocking Cleo back and forth. She had this song about a blue sunflower that her parents taught her, and it always put Cleo to sleep. A couple of tunes from that lullaby was all it took. It was like a magic trick, or an off switch. I sat down next to them as the wind raged outside. Molly turned her attention to me. “Did they say anything?” she whispered. “About what?” “About what’s going on up there.” “It’s pretty rough,” I admitted. “Clyde is heading out to check on someone.” “Did something happen?” “Not sure. Maybe. They’re not responding.” Molly nodded, looking up, as if staring out an invisible window. “I dunno,” she whispered. “I got this bad feeling. Like today is special.” As if responding, the electronics locker in the other room made an uncomfortable noise. A stark reminder that this was just the beginning. The sun was setting, but the storm raged on. It wasn’t speeding up or slowing down, but there was this constant pressure on the side of our house. You could hear the way it was blowing, pulling at the roof tiles. Every now and then you’d hear something heavy fell over or scrape against the façade. Molly was taking a well-deserved nap with Cleo while I was sitting in the other room waiting by the walkie-talkie. I wasn’t exactly expecting anything, but someone had to stay prepared if something happened. So far, we were doing pretty good. There were a couple of alarming sounds coming from the locker, but I chalked that up as protests of an old house, or cheap wiring. As long as the light stayed on, I wasn’t touching it. Breaker boxes and I don’t get along. The others were chatting a little back and forth, checking in on each other and waiting for Clyde to return. When he finally did, I could tell something was wrong. He was winded. “Someone broke in,” he wheezed. “Front door’s busted, the whole place has been turned upside down.” “Holy shit, you sure?” The middle-aged grumpy guy quickly changed his tone. “There’s blood on the floor, but there’s no one there. I don’t know what’s going on. I called the police, but they can’t do anything until the storm passes.” The old woman chimed in. “Everyone make sure your doors and windows are locked tight!” As we reassured one another, I could hear one voice disappear into the background. I wasn’t sure about who they were, but I could tell I’d heard them a couple of times prior. They were a neighbor, but I couldn’t pinpoint their house. “Someone’s knocking,” they said, trying to speak over the buzz of voices. “Someone’s knocking on my door.” “Don’t open,” Clyde said. “You stay right where you are. Storm’s getting bad, I barely made it back. Ain’t no way no sane person is running around out there at this hour.” “You sure it’s someone knocking?” the older woman asked. “It’s not just a branch?” “I’m sure,” the man repeated. “They did the tap taptaptap-tap thing.“ “Just making sure you heard me,” Clyde repeated. “You don’t open that door.” “I hear you.” A storm can easily play tricks on you. If you listen long enough, you can start hearing things. It’s like watching static on a TV; after a while, you start imagining one side gaining strength, or conscious movement. The same goes for a storm. It can almost seem alive. Cleo woke up for a little while. I made sure she was fed and cared for, giving Molly some well-earned rest. Baby in hand, I wandered back and forth, listening. There were these little creaks and cracks everywhere. The bulge in the wall. The metal door. The roof tiles. Anything could be a knock, or hide a careful step. What had happened to the old man down the street? Had Clyde really walked in on the aftermath of a murder? Cleo wasn’t happy about being carried, so I turned to get her back to her mother. As I walked past the stairs leading up to the cellar door, I stopped. Looking up, I perked my ears. Was that a knock? Strange things were being talked about on the walkie-talkie. Someone else had heard a knock. The old woman wasn’t sure, she might have heard one too. And most recently; one of them stopped responding entirely. They tried to discuss the disappearance rationally, but Clyde wasn’t having it. “There ain’t nothing wrong with my walkies,” he stated. “If someone ain’t responding, something’s wrong. He’s been here all day, I can’t see why he’d go away now.” “Didn’t he say he heard a knock too?” the old woman added. “That don’t mean anything,” the middle-aged man sighed. “Be prepared.” “I’m calling the police again,” Clyde said. “Soon as the weather clears, I want cars lining the street.” I didn’t know what to think. It could be nothing. There could be a hundred reasons why you stop responding. The button could be broken, or the battery ran out. Maybe he fell asleep, or left it in the other room. But then again, why would he? It was a tense situation, and we all knew it. No one was taking this lightly. As I checked in on Molly, I noticed her mumbling in her sleep. Nothing big, but it was unusual for her. She was a heavy sleeper. As I backed away to give her some space, I noticed the pattern of what she was saying. She wasn’t just mumbling nonsense. She was talking. “Come in,” she mumbled. “Come in.” As the hours passed there were less voices on the walkie-talkie. A couple might have fallen asleep, but I got the feeling that there was something more to it. Clyde was having the same idea, but couldn’t bring himself to go back out. It’s one thing to be out in the storm, but another thing entirely to be out in the dark. “I’m telling you, there’s something out there,” Clyde said. “There were tears in the wallpaper. The kitchen door was pulled straight off the hinges. Someone went berserk in there.” I’d been quiet for some time. I didn’t want to wake Cleo, but she was out cold. “You sure it wasn’t the storm?” I asked. “Yeah, yeah,” Clyde responded. “A storm don’t break down the front door and leave the living room, you know.” I was about to respond when I heard something. I turned my head and took my thumb off the receiver. That was definitely a knock on the cellar door. Tap taptaptap-tap. I sat there, listening. After a couple of seconds, the knock came back. Twice, this time. Harder. Then I noticed something in the other room; Molly was getting up. She held Cleo tight and walked towards the stairs. She must have heard the knocking. There was no way she’d miss it. “Honey? What are you doing?” I asked. It took me a moment to realize she had her eyes closed. She was heading for the door, still mumbling to herself. “…come in.” I put my hand on her shoulder and saw the white in her eyes light up. She turned my way, blinking away the sleep. “What are you doing?” I asked again. “What?” She looked around, just as confused as I was. Once she realized she was on her feet, she turned back towards the mattress without a word. “Were you going upstairs?” I asked. “It felt like the right thing to do.” “What are you talking about?” “I’m sorry,” she sighed. “I’m tired. Don’t listen to me.” The moment she sat down, the knock came back. Louder this time. Insistent. I walked up the stairs and made sure the door was locked. I could hear the wind outside, threatening to grab hold of the door and break it open. But there was another sound, too. Something just on the other side. I’m not sure if it was some kind of breathing, but it was something heavy. Something that didn’t have the same rhythm as the storm. Then again, I could just have been listening for too long. It’s like when you say a word too many times and it starts to sound like a noise. Going back down, I peeked in on Molly. She was out like a light. “Clyde, you there?” I said, whispering into the walkie-talkie. “Yeah, what’s up?” “There’s someone out there,” I said. “There was a knock.” “Who the hell is outside in this weather?” “I don’t know, but I don’t like it. I don’t know what to do.” “I’d come over, but it’s too risky.” “What do I do?” Clyde came up with a couple ideas. He suggested I make sure I knew where the flashlights were in case the power cut out. I wasn’t too worried about that, seeing as I had the locker with the electric stuff in the other room (presumably). He also suggested keeping a low profile, but only up until the point where someone is clearly trying to break in. If it was a burglar, making your presence known would probably scare them off. I didn’t tell him about Molly, and her unusual behavior. I didn’t know what to make of it, and just talking about it out loud would make me sound paranoid. Maybe storms make people behave strangely. They say crime goes up during full moons, who’s to say sleepwalking doesn’t go up during storms? “If it’s you they’re after, and not your things, be prepared,” Clyde said. “They’ll try to trick you. They’ll probably pull the power, or do something to grab your attention. Don’t fall for it.” “Grab my attention? Like what?” The moment I said it, a new noise cut through the wind; my car alarm. I asked Clyde if he could see it from his house. Turns out, he could. My car was in the driveway, flipped over. No other car on our street had flipped over. I could hear the wind scraping against the walkie-talkie as he called back to me. “It’s on the side!” he gasped. “Driver’s side!” The storm wasn’t strong enough to do that. But then again, neither was a person. “You see anyone? Anyone at all?” “It’s hard to tell. There’s just this big clothesline.” “Clothesline?” “Yeah, there are these gray metal poles sticking out, I think it’s-“ There was a short pause. We didn’t have a clothesline. That’s what our upcoming laundry room was for. Clyde’s voice came back. “Nevermind, must’ve been debris. It’s gone. I can’t see shit.” Over the next hour, things started getting weird. I heard glass shatter upstairs, and what sounded like someone climbing in through a window. There were footsteps, and the sound of furniture falling over. Someone slammed a door. Molly and Cleo slept through the whole thing. I wanted to wake her, just to make sure she was prepared, but something didn’t seem right. She wasn’t herself. None of this was normal. I was trying to hear Clyde, but I could barely make out what he was saying. I had to hold the walkie-talkie up to my ear as the noises grew louder. He was telling me to keep quiet, to listen, and to wait. If they were ransacking the house, they most probably wouldn’t be looking for me or my family. Hopefully, it was just some opportunist trying to make a quick buck. Then the power cut out. “Molly?” I whispered. She didn’t answer. I fumbled for my flashlight as I held down the button on the walkie-talkie. “Power outage,” I said. “Is it just me, or did you-“ “No, it’s just you,” Clyde interrupted. “You know where the breaker is?” “Yeah, it’s right here. I’m in the cellar.” There was a pause. I turned my flashlight to the big locker. “No it ain’t,” Clyde said. “It’s near the back door.” “You sure?” “Our houses are built the same. The breaker is by the back door.” I would have to go upstairs if I wanted to turn the power back on. That made sense. I’d mixed up the breaker box with some kind of storage locker. I’d imagined hearing all kinds of weird electrical noise coming from it, but that’s just the kind of tricks the storm plays on you. I figured I might check it anyway just to be sure. I placed my hand on the locker. As I did; another knock. Tap taptaptap-tap. An echo from the cellar door, right upstairs. The wind suddenly intensified as a gust rushed down the stairs. Hurrying out to see what was going on, I realized the cellar door was wide open. Sweeping the rooms with my flashlight, I couldn’t see Molly. I called out to her and Cleo, but there was no response. I checked every corner to make sure, but there was no doubt about it; she was gone. My mouth went dry as I ran up the stairs. Poking my head out into the storm, I noticed a small silhouette walking away in the distance. It was holding something. It had to be Molly. I called out to her again, but still, no response. I followed her into the storm, feeling the water rush through my shoes. The wind almost overwhelmed me, but I managed to keep my balance by leaning into it. There was no way she could hear me. I could barely hear my own breathing. I tried to hold on to that phantom image of Molly and Cleo, but they were getting further and further away. Now, I didn’t know the area that well, but I knew there was a wheat field straight ahead. There was also a storage shed. I couldn’t imagine what compelled her to head that way, but it was the only structure out there. In the moments where I lost sight of her, I headed for the shed. That would get me a glimpse of her again and again, making me think that’s where she’s headed. My feet were going numb from the cold, and my teeth kept chattering. I didn’t know if it was just the cold, or the stress. I couldn’t think straight. There was no world where my Molly would take our daughter into a raging storm. The walkie-talkie crackled and complained. I crossed a knee-high fence swaying in the wind, raindrops peltering the left side of my face, as I saw the shed further down a trail. And right next to it; Molly. I hurried up to the shed, dashing through the wheat, letting it soak straight through me. I got to the door, slammed it open, and hurried inside. Molly was right there, curled up on the floor right next to boxes of farming equipment and old iron tools. She was sleeping soundly, and Cleo was too. They were both soaked right through, but neither seemed bothered. I got down on my knees and wrapped them up in a hug, trying to whisper through my panting breaths. “What were you thinking?!” Molly didn’t wake up. She just adjusted herself, sound asleep, muttering. “Mothers know.” The door swung wide open; I must not have closed it enough. Something snagged on it and the wind grabbed hold. I looked back at Molly, but she didn’t seem bothered. Turning around, I could’ve sworn I heard something through the rush of the wind. The windows were shaking in their frames, and the wheat swayed back and forth, but there was something else. Something rhythmic. Footsteps? There was movement in the corner of my eye. Someone outside the window. I got up, grabbed a spade from one of the shelves, and readied myself. My blood ran cold as my teeth kept chattering. The adrenaline was getting to me. My fingers cramped around the handle of the spade. Another thump. Something was on top of the shed. I saw a hand. A big, gray, hand. It reached down from the roof, down the front of the shed. I could see it in the open door. The arm was impossibly long, and single-jointed. Thin, like a broom handle. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. Slowly but surely, it grabbed a hold of the door and gently closed it with a firm click. Seconds later, it climbed down. As it did, I heard Molly stir. She mumbled again. “…thank you.” A noise in response. A knock. Tap taptaptap-tap. I sat next to Molly and Cleo for hours as the storm died down. We spent the entire night in that shed. It wasn’t a bad idea to take shelter there; this thing had been built to last. If something can survive 40 to 50 years of bad weather without toppling over, it has to be doing something right. Clyde’s voice came through somewhere around 4 am. The police were coming; they just had to clear the roads. Apparently, there’d been other people calling about disturbances. Home invasions. No one seemed to be hurt though, they were all counted for. The middle-aged grumpy guy and old lady included. When Molly finally woke up, she seemed just as confused as I was. As the wind died down, she looked up at me with half-closed eyes. “I had the strangest dream,” she yawned. “Where are we?” Going back to the house, I got a clear view of the damage. Something had torn through our back door and ransacked our house, just like Clyde described. Molly didn’t want to go inside, thinking it probably wasn’t safe for Cleo to be around a bunch of broken furniture and glass, so she decided to wait in the car. Turns out she hadn’t heard the part about it being flipped on the side. She settled on waiting at Clyde’s place for the time being. Meanwhile, I went into the storm cellar to check the extent of the damage, and to get Cleo’s things. But just a couple of steps down the stairs, I noticed something. Blood. Turning on my flashlight, I went downstairs, being careful not to touch the red trail. At the bottom of the stairs, it took a sharp turn to the right. It lead straight to the storage locker. The one I thought had been the breaker box. There was a dead man in it. When I say dead man, I don’t know for certain. The body was completely destroyed. A couple of limbs lay strewn across the floor, and most of the skin around the face had been peeled back like a ripe orange. And there, by what I guess had once been his feet, was a gun. A loaded handgun. I could barely see it for all the viscera. I ran out of there as fast as I could. When I saw the squad cars, I pointed and screamed. When I got to Molly, I held her close and stroked her hair; more so to calm myself than anything else. She was safe. Cleo was safe. That’s all I cared about. As I held her close and watched the flashing lights descend on our house, she whispered to me. “I dreamt there was someone coming to warn us,” she said. “Someone who lived with an old man, and was terribly, terribly, sad.” I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t want to tell her what I’d seen. Not yet. There’d be plenty of time to look into it later, but for now, I just held her. The future could wait a little longer. In the days that followed, a lot of details emerged. The old man Clyde went to check on had been found shot. It seemed to be a failed home invasion. The perpetrator had fled, as if chased by something. He had hidden in our basement. He must have slipped in while I was going up and down, moving Cleo’s things. Bad timing, I suppose. He probably just saw an open door and rushed inside. He must’ve been desperate. He’d hidden in the storage locker, waiting for the night to pass. He’d been a couple of feet away all night, with a loaded weapon, ready to take me down if I so much as touched the handle on that locker. He probably would’ve done it, too. He had plenty of ammo to spare, and he was known to be a decent shot. But there was something else. Something I can’t quite explain. There had been something out in the storm. Something he was fleeing from. Something that had come to warn us, knocking on that door, trying to find a way to get to us. It had been looking for him all down the street, tearing through every house to find him. Even flipping a car, like he was checking under a carpet. Not to hurt us. Not to tear us apart, but to stop him. And for one reason or another, Molly heard that warning. I suppose, in some ways, mothers just know. The strangest detail is his death though. Despite all that gore, the man in our storm cellar didn’t die from having his arms torn off. He died from a self-inflicted gunshot wound. Now that Cleo has turned 12, we’ve decided to leave that house. The storm cellar looks very different today than it did all those years ago. The storage locker is gone, and the laundry room is all set up. The wall is fixed; haven’t had a problem with it for a long time. Whoever buys the place will have a very different first impression of it. Clyde is still around. Our old neighborhood is pretty close-knit, and I’m sad to leave them all behind, but sometimes you have to trust your gut. Even when it tells you to move. Or more importantly, when it tells you to walk into the storm. Cleo is almost a teenager now. It’s impossible that she would ever remember something from that night, but I still get the impression that it left something with her. Whenever she knocks on a door, she uses that same pattern. Tap taptaptap-tap. And sometimes, in her sleep, I hear her mumbling like her mother did that night. Just little things. “I’m okay.” “Sleep tight.” “See you tomorrow.” Looking back, there are so many things that scare me about that night. The thought of losing my family. An armed man waiting for an opportunity. A long gray arm, opening a door. …and what it did to a man it despised. submitted by /u/Saturdead to r/nosleep [link] [comments]

Preface: This builds on something others have done for many years (u/JonLSTL and u/MRP_yt for example) and am now realizing that I can do more now with Samsung's updates to "Connected Displays" and "Simulated Displays" that were not present back in 2020/2021. This is not an official samsung thing but works 100% with 2 monitors (I had 2 4k monitors. one dell, one LG), 2 hdmi cords, usbc cable, a Display Link Adapter (any kind that has 1 alt-mode and 1 hdmi) and the Display Link Presenter Application from Google Play (Free). Everything else is 100% stock android (plus Samsung DeX). I want to reiterate that this requires an adapter that has at least 1 alt-mode and 1 hdmi. I have tested this with a tab s8 ultra (8.0) , s25 ultra (8.0), and note 20 ultra (5.1). Just to not bury the lede. With 5.1, you cannot trigger dex to appear with simulated displays. But it is not necessary for "dual display" functionality. You will need a mouse and keyboard (bluetooth, combo, plug-in, doesn't matter). You must also enable "allow pointer to move across displays" (or similar wording) in your Samsung DeX settings. I am sure there are way's around the letterboxing (you'll see) but I don't have it in me to hack android to make the displays work right. HOWEVER setting the "Minimum Width" dp setting to 720 will enable Android's "tablet UI" for all app (that have a tablet UI). Setting to 1080 will give you a "large" space to move floating app windows around. New Functionality I couldn't do in 2020: You can actually drag and drop apps, files, content between the displays with One UI 8 (as it is "mirroring" your phone/tablet ui to one display) but the real kicker is that with "Simulated displays" you can do this between 3 or 4 displays as well. With a high enough resolution display this is very very fun but impractical, but it does let you "pin" things again in a hacky way That's mainly what I use it (a 480 simulated screen) for at least. I wish I knew how to put the simulated displays on to their own monitors. I can't figure that out. With One UI 5.1 Simulated Displays will not trigger DeX. I couldn't figure it out at least Steps Steps 1-7 are necessary. This isn't "new" and have been consistently working for me and several others since the pandemic as my half baked "dual monitor solution" Download the DisplayLink Presenter App from Google Play (https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.displaylink.presenter). Open the application (nothing will happen yet) Connect your DisplayLink Supported Adapter to your phone/tab via usb-c (3.2 is what I used. Unsure what specs are specifically needed). My DisplayLink Adapter is a "Plugable USB-C Triple Monitor Docking Station, 100W Laptop Charging" (I got it during the pandemic. I'm sure its cheaper now. There's also a 60w version which is more than enough for samsung devices). Here is a link (unaffiliated): https://plugable.com/products/ud-3900pdz. Again nothing will happen yet. Connect One monitor to the Display Link Supported Adapter's ALT-MODE HDMI Port. DeX will start automatically (the preface said that you needed to have auto start dex turned on). The DisplayLink app will ask you to enable settings to access your adapter and run displaylink stuff. Another will be to do screen recording. This is necesaary for mirroring. Connect 2nd monitor to the DisplayLink Supported Adapter's DisplayLink Hdmi port. The DisplayLink Presenter App will show a pop-up asking to mirror your whole screen or just an app. You wan't the whole screen. FOR PHONES (this is actually new): Optional but highly recommended step (order still necessary). 1st do a manual backup of your settings (Settings > Account and Backup > Samsung Cloud > Back up data). There is a potential bug that I had w my S25Ultra (once) where Minimum Width wouldn't revert back to its moble UI. Restoring settings from the backup worked for me (trust me, you don't want to reset to factory settings. You will lose every setting you ever had, including wifi stuff. its a mess). Actual Step: In Developer Options (or settings search) scroll to "Minimum Width". By default for my S25Ultra this number was 418. For my Note 20Ultra this was 411. Anthing about 720 should tell android to display things in "tablet view ui." This is what Microsoft Duo users used to do in order to have tablet UI's on a single screen. This hack is also how Pixel user's could trigger the beta desktop mode when plugged into an external display and task bar. The maxium value it will take is 1440 (in my experience). I used this. I do think these numbers may very depending on if you have QHD, FHD, WQHD, etc selected for your display resolution. A solution to fixing it without just restoring from backup seems to be that if you adjust screen zoom settings it will "reset" (https://droidwin.com/fix-samsung-cannot-go-back-to-original-dpi-leave-tablet-mode/). For phones or tablets: Enable "Pop-up windows" support. (Swipe for pop-up view).Also enable "multi window for all apps" and "force activities to be resizable" in developer options. Depending on your version of One UI, this might be a multi-star goodlock feature or in Labs. With this you can treat your phone screen like it is its own "dex-like" mode. In landscape (especially with the higher dp settings in step 5) you will be able to have a "larger" canvas for not only more apps but better resolution. The apps will "draw" themsevles better and be less "blown up" which allows for better resizing. With tablets, there will be significantly better letter boxing. Also if your monitor is "smart" and can detect its own orientation (or set its own orientation) independant of the source device, you can take advantage of "portrait" mode as well. I have done this for years with various coding projects. I've done this with my tab s7+ and now tab s8u (I haven't seen a reason to upgrade it). Yes, this isn't as "useful" with large tablets (since they can be a monitor on their own) but being able to see it on an even larger display is great (I use 27 and 32inch monitors). Make sure you have mouse pointer flow turned on. It'll be under the connected display setting in dex. Also pro-tip: for keyboard settings, make sure you have the "show toolbar with bluetooth keyboard" this way you can still do the toolbar actions on the keyboard (i.e. bring up the clipboard, write-to-text, auto translation typing, etc) New (to me) steps: These things have been added at some point since One UI 6 and later. I never bothered to try them bc they didn't work years ago (or were non-existent) Drag and Drop windows/files/etc: This is baked into One UI 8.0. Something to note is that I could only get APPS to drag and drop windows on my Tab S8 Ultra. Couldn't get it to work on my S25U running 8.0. Also doing "send to other display" will send that app to open in full screen on your phone display. Can break immersion. Supposed coming to phones with One UI 8.5. Even more screens: As I mentioned in the preface, you can use Android's native "simulated displays" feature in Developer options. This will create floating resizable displays (with fixed resolutions 720 thru 4k). This displays can only be accessed via mouse over (see step seven). They will always be visible on your phone/tab display. You can resize them with a 2 finger pinch. These displays will also show up in your Connected Displays! AND THEY CAN BE REARRANGED This is cool because while your are limited to a "single" simulated display at a time, there is an option for "720 and 1080" displays. These displays on One UI 8 operate independently and show up independantly. One UI 5.1, any simulated display simply mirrored the phone screen. It wasn't useful to me. But a reddit user recently showed that this was updated! Thanks man u/Egapboi and u/Past_Syllabub_5055. To my knowledge these displays can only be landscape. Extra - How to use simulated displays: UI Things: These winows are "translucent" so if you want to have it fully take over the 2nd monitor and use it as just DeX you will want to set your wallpaper on the device to black or have a blacked out app open on it (I made a black out app on my own that I used for split screening on my Fold back in the day. That worked for this). This + mouse over will let you freely flow between the simulated display and DeX. Multiple virtual dextop support: This is a new dex feature. It's not great at all but it is there and it works. It is just completely broken in that you can't really move apps between the desktops easily. But, yes, you can have several virtual desktops on each display. Main device will only do this if it is a tab, but you can still do things like app pairs and such. This only exists on tablets running 8.0 (supposedly coming to phones with 8.5). PIN APPS: This is missing in New DeX. I use a simulated display and put it in the top right corner. In my arrangment settings I have that display "above" my main display for mouse over stuff. I throw spotify or netflix or whatever and "full screen" it. As noted before, these screens will appear ON your main display, the only way to "move" them is touch/mouse while on the main display. The only way to resize them is with touch (from what I could tell). Arrangement: As mentioned before, you can arrange these displays in Connected Displays. They show up extactly how they do on macOS or Windows. The only limitation I found is that displays snap to the bottom and to the middle of the display they connect to. I.e. If i have a display on the left of a display it will snap to the bottom left side. If I put it on the top, it will snap to the middle. You can have multiple screens on one side but the bottom and middle rule comes first. "3 or 4 screens": Like I said before. There is also a 720+1080 pair option. If you "black out" the Main Device display, you can "split screen" those 2 displays relatively evently across a shared display. With mouse flow (and a large enough monitor), the immersion feels very real. Quirkyness: Its dumb needing to have your main device screen on all the time but its a requirement. And no you can not cover it with a keyboard cover because that will turn the display off and kill screen mirroring. You can flip it over. Again, seems kinda dumb if you have an ultra tablet but its useful if plugging into any monitor bigger than 15inches + a second monitor. I really really really reall wish you could send the simulated displays to another display. Idk what the requirements are for displaylink and stuff but I know that I hooked up 3 screens to my mac during the pandemic w this plugable and it was great. I wish i could do that with my phones or tab There's no way to "save" this for easy plug n play. I couldn't create a routine to auto switch my dp settings. The home screen layout for DeX on the simulated displays didn't remember any changes. However, the arrangement of the displays did save and was correct. I have no idea how this works on anything between 5.1 and 8.0. I'm still trying to find differences between phone 8.0 and tab 8.0.I really wish dragging and dropping windows and multi-desktops properly worked on phone 8.0 Multi control: I only tested samsung android devices. It does NOT work. You can't use it while in dexmode. You could go old school and just mirror your device and forego dex lol. There is 100% a minimum display width bug with phones. Restoring from backup (uncheck everything except settings) works immediately. It's frustrating for sure. Idk what it is. Works on One UI 5.1, bad on One UI 8.0.(I forget the actual android numbers). A solution to fixing it without just restoring from backup seems to be that if you adjust screen zoom settings it will "reset" (https://droidwin.com/fix-samsung-cannot-go-back-to-original-dpi-leave-tablet-mode/). A confusing thing i noticed is that the wallpaper that shows for the simulated displays will match the wall paper of the main device. However in settings, if you look at display arrangements, they will show the wallpaper of your dex display. Also if you change the wall paper on one of the simulated displays, this will change the wallpaper of the real dex display and not the simulated display. Also I can't tell what is actually happening with "home screen layouts" of the simulated displays. if I delete an icon, it appears to delete on others, but not the actually samsung dex. Very confusing. Thoughts: Techinically this could be expensive. I only even tried it because my work bought my 2nd monitor and plugable years ago. It's not a "on the go" solution. I think if Nexdoc or some other portable display company adds support for displaylink, they could start shipping "dual display" laptops (or 2nd display snap ons). The plugable that I have requires a wall power source. The phone/tab can't power it. Its phenomal that the only extra software needed is literally the DisplayLink Presenter app. That said...be sure to get a local copy and note what version you have that works. Things could change with any software update. This post was written with "Version 4.3.1.13 (e1a2cd553a7)" I would assume this will work with any phone/tablet with video out and a dextop mode. Not just because google put a dex into all of android but because the "2nd monitor" is just screen mirroring. Even without popup windows, there is still mouse over (although possibly not available everywhere). I need to test it with my LG wing. I also assume it would work with an iPad with stagemanger as well (I wish we had an active stagemanger fan group here like with Moto's ReadyFor and LG's Screen+) If there's a way in android to convert my native screen ratio to 16:9 or 16:10 or anything that isn't so tall, that would be phenomenal. I think you can do it with root + adb settings but I'd rather a developer option toggle or something. Even if it requires a restart. I need to test some more. I know with smart view wireless mirroring you can "Change the aspectratio of your pone to match the connected device" but I couldn't get smartview to "do the thing" when mirroring w displaylink (plus it was wired) because smartview cannot operate if samsung dex is active. I know "its just screen mirroring" but this has added tremendous value to my life for years. It might be just a smidge more useful than being able to loop dex back to your own phone screen via hdmi card reader but just look at the positive reaction to the trifold getting native dex when it is something fold user's have been begging for since launch (and other OEMs shipped!). If you read it this far, thank. let me know if there is anything you'd like me to test. It's 4:30AM for me (at writing) and my sleep schedule is insane bc of the newborn (1 day from 3weeks!!!) so I may respond something that doesn't fully make sense but just let me know and i'll update it when I get some more sleep lol I highly highly highly recommend a phone cooler. One of those cool gaming phone things, especially in the summers. It is imperative. New DeX Virtual Displays needs a lot of work. It's very confusing to manage and even more so when you throw in multiple monitors + simulated displays. Pics - https://imgur.com/a/iofAanW: S25 Ultra "Dual Screen" - https://imgur.com/a/iofAanW#L7D9O39 Left Monitor: (manual 800dp min width): 1 "Pinned" Simulated Display 720p running its own samsung dex box (Ben's gadget review in youtube taking it over), Chrome (tablet UI), Spotify (tablet UI), Settings (showing all THREE display arrangements) all in pop-up windows Right Monitor with regular samsung dex: Red Dead Redemption and Spencer (a kanban app that I made. Not available for public use) Tab S8 Ultra "Dual Screen" - https://imgur.com/a/iofAanW#2yGpQhH Left monitor: 2 "Pinned" simulated displays (one 720 showing a db management app) and one 1080 showing youtube) and this script on the right side of the "main display". Right monitor with regular Samsung DeX: Settings app showing all FOUR display arrangements, termux, kiwi browser, and chrome Plugable Adapter showing 2 hdmi cords and the usbc cable for connecting to the phone/tablet - https://imgur.com/a/iofAanW#9wozYIp Screenshot of Connected Display settings showing 4 unique screens with 2 being stacked vertically adjacent to the main device display which is adjacent to the external samsung dex display - https://imgur.com/a/iofAanW#JJc9Jzu My plans for using this are to have 1 simulated display pinned for media playback while mirroring my s25u on one display with a couple app pairs for chrome+slack and chrome+samsung internet. I wish changing the display width gave us a taskbar like the pixel phones did. But anyways once it gets One UI 8.5 (officially) on the 2nd display, I'll have 1 virtual desktop with social media apps and another one with slack/gmail/chrome for work. Another with an andronix vm for linux (when i need it), termux, remo db, and kiwi browser for personal web dev stuff and a 4th with rdr or cod mobile for gaming. Im pretty much satisfied not using my tab s8u in this dual monitor setup. The screen is big enough with the distance I am from it. But for maximizing a little phone to dual displays is great. Tl;dr: You can do dual monitor support by having dex on one screen and mirroring your device on the other with a displaylinked adapter. We've all known this. Now you can also add up to 2 simulated displays (with their own virtual desktops on One UI 8.0 tablets) for even more productivity. All you need is a DisplayLink Plug and Display Supported Adapter. Edit: please excuse my "setup." This was a last minute decision to test and my desk and monitors were packed up and collecting dust while I'm on parental leave w a newborn. I promise I dont keep this stuff in the floor lol submitted by /u/Throwaway_09298 to r/SamsungDex [link] [comments]

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Just wanna share this, this is my 2nd PSP from 12 years ago (model 3000 i believe). I remember I religiously played with it back in the summer of 2015 and 2016 after years of not playing with it since I used my laptop and iPad more. However, in 2016, I stopped playing with it around June because it was back to school, i got back to playing with it on October 2016 and I noticed that the L button stopped working for some reason and it’s weird because i never touched it. That’s why when I played SmackDown vs Raw 2011, I couldn’t run. And then in 2020, I learned that I can download games online, I just have to plug in my memory stick on a card reader and onto the laptop, which is why I got to play SvR 06. And then I have to stop playing with it again in August 2020 because it’s back to school. Come months later that time, I reunited with my PSP and I decided to download a bunch of wallpapers and the pilot episode of NXT from YouTube that runs about 40-50 minutes and put it in my PSP. i managed to do it, but that’s what I believe killed my PSP because when I put the memory stick back inside, it doesn’t power on, it does but with the charger plugged in, and then a day later, it stopped working. I hope it’s just the battery or something. If I can’t have this fixed I might just buy a new one. submitted by /u/PrinceRJC to r/PSP [link] [comments]