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HIS REACTION HELLO???

they're matching now lol

i love them hitting random ass poses, like please, i'm begging you make them sillier

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hot take that shouldn’t be hot:

asexual/aromantic/aspec people who are also cis and straight should be welcomed and accepted in the queer community

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Seigi Nakata you would do numbers if more than 20 people knew about you.

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i’m so glad that the case files of jeweler richard is popping up on my dash because of you today, i LIVE this show and i feel like nobody knows about it 😭

The fandom is small but dedicated!

For those of us who hadn't read the books when the anime came out, it really was an event, trying to decode the mystery of who Richard was and why he was so invested in Seigi. Looking back, the show really did obscure much of the queerness of the story and much of Richard's personality - I guess when you have a mysterious figure in a show that you're trying to reveal slowly, it kind of makes sense to start him out cool and reserved. I like to think of it like watching a DVD and then finding the Extras, uncovering tons of new info that makes you rethink everything.

Watching the anime after reading the books probably will be disappointing, but reading the books after watching the show was a wonderful experience.

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"Two bros, sitting on a couch five feet apart cause-"

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Yang cheng and inescapable grief

I have seen many people express confusion as to why yang cheng went after the original E-soul and as to why he was acting the way he did in this episode, and the answer to that is grief.

Yang cheng lost his parents at a very young age, yet from what the show tells us, we can infer that this memory heavily haunts him and is one of his earliest memories in childhood. The loss of his parents inadvertently led to him being bullied, viewed as worthless, and what caused him to have such a low trust value point as well as having low self-esteem. All of that suffering because E-soul was too slow. All of that grief and the ability to have a normal life snatched cruelly because the system was broken because no one helped him in time.

However, even with that, the fact that E-soul still managed to save him and even asked for his name acted as a shining hope in Yang cheng's heart a cure to the ache of loss and a small reassurance that there is more to come and the future is bright. It is that encounter that fully solidifies the faith that Yang cheng has for E-soul and makes him want to become like E-soul.

E-soul haunts Yang cheng's narrative, and at this point, he is all that Yang cheng has. The doll that his parents got him was an E-soul doll. His parents wished for him to be as brave as E-soul. He was saved by E-soul, and everything around him revolves around E-soul, even his job. In a way, it's like a symbol and its believer. E-soul and Yang cheng.

Even the first time in a decade, Yang cheng forms meaningful relationships they are centred around E-soul in one way shape or form. Little pomelo sticks to Yang cheng due to his interest in E-soul and him applying to the competition, xia qing is captivated by the Yang cheng behind the E-soul mask and Shang chao makes his move after realising that the E-soul actor with now a rising trust point is Yang cheng. Even if E-soul failed him in not being fast enough, he saved Yang cheng, gave him hope, and manifested that hope into a reality where Yang cheng finally gained those he cares for. A reality where he has trust value points, a reality too good that he still deems it a dream.

After years of loss, Yang cheng finally gains, and it's sweet too sweet to last. At this point, yang chengs self-esteem and sense of self-worth and overall self has become so hooked and revolved around being the perfect E-soul. He could truly act himself and show a side he couldn't when he wore that E-soul mask when he was acting. Yang cheng found gain and solace in being E-soul his whole self worth depended on it. The more people he was able to save, the more he felt worthy of love, trust, and felt useful. The more Yang cheng embodied the role of the speedy electric hero, the more he felt worthy the more society deemed him worthy. In a way its like a worshipper being rewarded for their devotion to their deity.

And then it all comes crashing down with shang chao's death. Shang chao's death acted as a catalyst for yang cheng in multiple ways. Yang cheng wasn't fast enough to stop the shooter. He hesitated and failed to save his friend. While yang cheng sums this up to him being jealous, I don't think it was just jealousy keeping him back, but I believe that yang cheng fully views his failure being due to jealousy. Yang cheng is an unreliable narrator!! His failure was because he wasn't fast enough, but jealousy causing hesitation isn't the only factor that could have caused it and he didn't want shang chao to die he spends the rest of the episode beating himself up over it to the point that he drives himself to insanity trying to avenge shang chao in anyway possible.

Shang chao's death caused Yang chengs self-esteem to come crashing down. He is a failure of a hero, and he couldn't play the role of E-soul properly. He was too late, and his increasing hatred of himself manifested in his newfound hatred for the original E-soul. A hero who failed, a hero who caused death first it was his parents now shang chao. How many more have to die due to heroes' selfishness? Yang cheng loses all trust in himself, and that causes for him to also lose all trust in E-soul, which is only regained when he beats E-soul and deems himself as worthy of that role.

Another reason as to why shang chao's death acts as a catalyst is because he also starts to believe that his hero is the reason he lost. He starts to believe that it was his deity that caused him to lose his friend, and it drives him over the edge. Human loss due to human greed and capitalism and with the truths that Enlightner states yang cheng is driven to the edge, claiming that he must take full responsibility and challenge the original E-soul who in his eyes represents the flaws of the system.

The looming sense of responsibility and duty that was once what made Yang cheng feel useful acts as a crushing weight on his shoulders that makes him vulnerable,desperate, and easily manipulatable to the point he views that it would be much more simpler for everyone to become weights and play a role in society for it to function perfectly.

Due to his overwhelming guilt, Yang cheng chooses to become a puppet and advises the public to follow in his footsteps so society can run smoothly. When asked by xia qing if this is the path he is willing to take he tries explaining that this is the only path he has (unreliable narrator) indicating his sense of responsibility and duty has encompassed him to an unhealthy degree that he fully believes that challenging E-soul and killing him or being killed by him is the only way possible to serve justice.

In the end, even if Yang cheng was killed by og E-soul (which wasn't the case), he would have died knowing that he tried. He didn't hesitate, and he would have attuned for his mistakes, leaving the world with no guilt.

Alas, I believe that the reason yang cheng didn't react to finding out that Uncle Rock is the founder is because he has accepted himself as a puppet a simple weight that is moved to balance a horrible system and it is why he probably accepted orders and killed moon because that's what a puppet does it follows orders no matter what so society functions smoothly. Yang cheng doesn't want to suffer the conceuqnces of breaking the rules because the cost was too great, the cost was shang chao, xia qing and everything he gained that was then painfully ripped away from him and sent him spiralling like a mad man.

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Yang Cheng’s Hands: Left vs Right

Before Yang Cheng became a hero, the hand gear focus was always on his left hand:

(I have more images but I’m reaching the limit and had to remove the rest 🫠)

Yang Cheng’s left hand is highlighted during key moments with Xia Qing:

It was once believed that the left hand has a special vein that connects directly to the heart. Seeing as Yang Cheng had a crush on Xia Qing, the deliberate emphasis on his left hand during moments with her would make sense.

However, when Yang Cheng gained his first Trust Value, in spite of frames showing literal blood cells and a beating heart—

that Trust did not connect to his left hand. Instead, it led to his right:

Notably, before this scene, his right hand gear had been damaged:

It technically could no longer generate electricity, but with the power of Xiao Youzi’s trust in him it started working again.

And since then, his right hand gear started getting more focus.

Then in Episode 6, we have Yang Cheng getting electrocuted as he receives with his left hand the can handed over by Shang Chao:

The focus here is on the X can, so perhaps X has something to do with this. But I’m not gonna speculate too much on that angle because we don’t know anything about X yet. Let’s just say that that spark happened because YC’s undamaged left gear came into contact with metal (a conductor).

The Trust that didn’t flow into Yang Cheng’s left hand suddenly flowed in all at once with the help of a conductor. And Shang Chao was holding that can.

On a symbolic level, Shang Chao is Yang Cheng’s conductor, allowing more Trust to flow into YC by helping him on his hero journey.

Once, Shang Chao helped him fix his damaged right hand gear:

The emphasis on this moment allows us to associate Yang Cheng’s right hand with Shang Chao.

Interestingly, Yang Cheng’s flashback of Shang Chao’s death includes him wearing his right gear...

... even though Shang Chao wasn’t actually wearing it at that time:

In the E-Soul showdown, Yang Cheng delivered the final blow with his right hand:

Initially, I thought this was because, apart from it representing Shang Chao, it also represents the people’s trust in him. This would be consistent with how his first Trust point first manifested in his right hand and how his right is constantly emphasized whenever he was in hero mode in episode 6:

(Once again had to remove some images in order to stay under the limit 🫠)

But then there’s this scene:

While looking at his left hand, Yang Cheng talks about how he carries the trust of many. And this reminded me of how, whenever Yang Cheng checks his trust value, he always looks at his left hand and not his right:

The people’s trust, therefore, is represented by his left hand, not his right.

And in the showdown, he did also attack with his left by turning it into a blade.

Right before this scene, old E-Soul’s manager was talking about how he was losing Trust points. Following that with this blade scene would imply Yang Cheng gaining more trust in contrast.

So yeah, previously the left hand represented Xia Qing. But after Shang Chao’s death, Yang Cheng has left Xia Qing behind:

The left hand now only represents the people’s trust in general.

So what about his right hand? The hand that delivered the final blow on old E-Soul?

“I won’t hesitate anymore” followed by the lines of Xingyun Qing’s song going “Let me pass my color to your heart” as Shang Chao’s right hand transitions into Yang Cheng’s….

Yang Cheng’s right hand thus represents his conviction to be a hero—Shang Chao, whose “color” (yellow) he has chosen to carry with him (blue).

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🚨 My Mom is on the Edge – Save Her Life Before It's Too Late! 🚨

I write these words with a heavy heart and a heavy heart. My mother, a symbol of tenderness and giving, is now suffering from unbearable pain, as she suffers from deadly blood cysts on her liver that threaten her life at every moment. The situation has become like an endless nightmare; every minute that passes brings us closer to eternal separation.

The hospital is asking for $3,789 to perform the urgent surgery, and these amounts seem unattainable in these circumstances that turn our lives into a continuous battle against death. I see the pain in her eyes, and the tears running down her cheeks, and I can only beg you with all my hope: Help me save my mother, as every donation, no matter how small, could be the difference between life and death.

This appeal comes from the depths of the heart, filled with sadness and tears, and I appeal to every kind soul to give us a second chance, a chance to keep our mother among us. If you can't donate, please share this message with everyone you know; you may be able to help save her life before it's too late.

My mom needs you now, more than ever... Please help me face these dark moments before death snatches her away from us.❤️🙏

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The last loaf of bread for four people. A kilo of flour costs $15, and a full bag costs $400.

Please don't leave my children hungry. Donate even a small amount via the link in our bio. Please, please.

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‼️‼️We will die at any moment‼️‼️

The war has returned after 15 months of death and genocide. We have never rested. We are losing people every day, most of them children and women... The bombing is everywhere. Our children are afraid...The sound is frightening.😭

There is no food, no drink, no medicine, the crossing is closed and everything is expensive.

‼️We don't want to die. Please donate and help us so we can buy food and medicine for my mother and save ourselves from death. Just donate. 😭🙏😞🫂‼️

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A fun cutesy fanart of my Jeweler Richard-themed Stardew Valley co-op farm I play with my friend @prapo237, with chibi versions of our Etra boys and most of their farm animals and pets. (They've got a couple more cows, chickens and ducks so far lol.)

Seigi loves to fish and Richard has pretty much bought/found every animal available for them to take care of on Etranger Farm, including a dinosaur they named after Vince. x3 No ostriches yet, but we're still working on repairing the boat for Ginger Island.

I'll probably add some soft colors to this sometime later and will update the post when I do. :3

UPDATE: Flat color version below~

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I had a stroke earlier today and made this. YHK vs orv fanfiction. Enjoy ✍️

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💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You

Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,

When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.

From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.

💔 A Journey of Loss, but Also of Strength

As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.

But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.

“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.

“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.

🌿 What Life Looks Like for Us Now

Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.

But things have only gotten harder.

The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.

We’re trapped.

🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨‍👩‍👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.

And yet…

Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.

Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.

💖 What You Can Do

If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.

Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.

✨ Why It All Matters

This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.

Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.

🙏 From the Heart: A Quiet Apology

There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.

When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.

If that happened, I am truly sorry.

Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.

I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.

If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.

Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.

With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️

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"I am Abdel-Majeed… writing to you from the heart of hunger and bombardment"

Peace be upon you, I never imagined I’d write a plea to the world like this… But today, I have no other choice.

My name is Abdel-Majeed. I’m a father to a baby girl who hasn’t even turned one 👶, and a husband to a patient, broken-hearted wife — she has nothing left but her tears and prayers.

We are now living under a sky raining fire 💥 and on a land with no food and no water 🚫💧. Hunger is eating us alive. The shelling never stops. Even the soup kitchens have closed 🚷 — And the only hope left is in the hearts of the kind and merciful ❤️.

I know the world is tired. I know everyone is struggling. But I am writing to you from deep pain — From the heart of a father with nothing left: No milk 🍼, no bread 🍞, not even a drop of hope.

A bag of flour here costs $600 💸. Can you imagine?

We don’t dream of meat 🥩 or fruit 🍎 — We just want a small piece of bread to silence my baby girl’s cries.

I cry in silence 😢 as I watch her tremble from hunger, while my wife tries to soothe her with the softest voice full of broken tenderness…

But love alone doesn’t feed. And it doesn’t protect us from the bombs 💔.

Please… Don’t scroll past. Even $1 could be the line between life and death.

I’m not asking for the impossible. I just want to keep my family alive. To give my daughter one more day…

Please share — don’t let this post fade. Let it reach every living heart.

Save a life today. Be the hope we no longer have. ✨

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"I am Nadine… an ordinary woman in an extraordinary place. A mother, just trying to protect a small life in a world that has lost its meaning." 🌸

Hello, My name is Nadine. I am a Palestinian mother to a little girl who has become the center of my life and the reason for my strength. 💖 We live today in harsh circumstances, unlike anything we knew life to be. Our home is no longer a home… we live in displacement, fear, lack of food, absence of medicine, and a lack of safety. 😔

Yet every morning, I open my eyes to my daughter's face, and I try again. 🌞 Because she is here, I must stay strong. 💪 Because she is small, I need to create a safe world for her… even though my world is broken.

We don't have much, but we hold on to each other. 🤝

I write these words to share a moment of our reality that you may not see in the news. I’m not seeking pity, nor do I want to burden anyone… All I ask is that my words reach a heart that knows compassion, and understands that help, even in the smallest form, can make a big difference in someone's life like ours. ✨

Life here doesn’t go as it should… but it goes on. We live on hope, the kindness of strangers, words of encouragement, and hands that reach out at the right time. 🌟 Maybe you can’t change everything, but you can change one day in our lives… And one day with dignity is all we need to keep fighting. 💫

Even a kind word, sharing this post, or a sincere prayer… all of that makes a difference to us. 🙏

Thank you… from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for being here, for reading, for not turning a blind eye. To everyone who passed by here and left a kind mark: You are part of our strength. 🌷 From me and my little one: All my gratitude and all my prayers. 💖

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🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude