#<- Finally made a new tag for this stuff-

[nightyrainbow]

#to be hero x#tbhx#e soul#yang cheng#<-him too I guess but this is still mostly about the og#both him and Yang Cheng had their fuck ups along the way and things they could've done better but it's hard for me to care#MG screwed them both so badly I'm sure things still would've gone terribly even if they were perfect#The amusement park stuff is the only advertising E-Soul’s team did that I think was actually good#some context for maybe some of my wilder claims I guess:#we know Rock was already high up in MG while he was grooming Yang Cheng cuz he was the one making the final calls for the E-Soul performers#I'm pretty convinced Rock has always been MG's CEO but just wasn't public about it so he could get his hands in other companies#and screw them over. I dont have proof for that though#yang cheng had not made his name public so MG putting it on the news is infact doxing#yang cheng just accepting the copyright strike would screw him over because of the “accept it and we'll stop accusing you of a crime” thing#it'd make the public think he needed to get the accusation to go away quietly (making him look guilty)#we know Treeman had already been established at this point because Firm Man's statue is outside the building during Yang Cheng’s “trial”#I wanna be so clear that the side eye emojis are directed at management and management alone#fuck Rock- all my homies hate Rock (OP's tags)

The thing that gets to me with Old Man E-Soul is just how badly Mighty Glory screwed him over every step of the way.

Like, first you've got their shit show of a marketing strategy: They take this dude who's entire image comes from accessibility and heroism- he's the man who's on the ground working and anyone could be him so long as they're brave and do the right thing- and lock him away from crime fighting and make all his products completely unaffordable for most people. Then they stick him in press tours and advertising exclusively despite him being bad at public speaking and having no interest in doing it in the first place.

So then a new guy comes along and fills all the niches E-Soul used to while also being a young, pretty boy and takes some of that audience, and what do they do? A) Adjust their own marketing strategy in order to actually play to E-Soul’s strengths or B) try and work with the new guy? Nah, they go for C) dox the new guy, try and frame him for crimes that their own fucking boss was responsible for (covering up for him), hit him with a copyright strike (even though it goes against the spirit of "anyone can be E-Soul") against E-Soul’s wishes, and put the new guy in position where if he budges on any of their demands, it will look like he's admitting to the crime and the dude who actually did it will get away. And then when they lose the legal case- cuz of course they would, the new guy actually had recites- they just end up making E-Soul look like a jackass.

And then the final nail in the coffin is how they handled Shang Chao's murder. Child of a former manager of their own company/ current manager of a rival company, and known friend of the new guy gets shot and what do they say/do? Absolutely fucking nothing. No public announcement, no investigation, doesn't even try and de-escalate the conflict with the new guy after he accuses E-Soul of murder. Also, pretty weird of blonde manager to insist that showing up to the death fight was absolutely mandatory for clearing E-Soul’s name 🤨🤨🤨. You'd think a guy as publicly known as E-Soul would have an alibi 🤨🤨🤨

But ya, tldr- Rock can eat shit and die, idk if the manager was directly in leagues with Rock or not but fuck him either way, and I think OG E-Soul would've been better off and happier if he did community service work when he wasn't fighting crime. Free my man- he was a real ass hero, not an idol.

[n41r]

As I said few days ago, I wanted to make charts(?) on how to get some of the angels that are available on the EN version of Oreca Battle And finally after a long time, I finally did it-

On this post, are few step-by-step on getting Uriel from 2★ to 4★, along with Michael, Dynamis, Apollo, and Gabriel

Why am I not including Raphael? Well... no reason really- Just didn't think I need to- If you think otherwise, just send me an ask to add them lmao-

The items needed to evolve Michael are actually pretty easy to get, especially if you meet 4★ Michael the Angel as a boss monster

Why? Because Michael (BOSS) is already accompanied by Gabriel and Raphael, and all of their item drop are not rare, so you should be able to get them whether you win or lose That way, you can get God Circle, Raphael's Feather, and Gabriel's Feather in one fell swoop

Me personally tho, I'm not aiming for Uriel or Michael, I'm only trying to get Dynamis- That's why I kinda having a hard time lmaoo-

The only reason why I'm having a hard time with Dynamis, because I'm trying to get him through combining instead of trying to get his encounter

I mean, look- Dynamis's encounter are rare, and I have taste it myself how it feels trying to get rare encounter with Pyramid Head- My confidence is not high, and I'm just doubtful with my luck for rare encounters-

Thankfully, levels are not problem here Just... the amount of battles I will need to do-

[lorebird]

In which Ford struggles so badly to relate to other people that he wonders if he’s really human at all. The more isolated he becomes, the harder it is to reconcile with his own humanity.

[child-of-the-cosmos]

Something Something Yada Yada, Villain Eclipse.

You get to be the henchman.

Short one-shot thing I made for this under cut.

~2,800 words.

Tron city is a peaceful place. Tall modern buildings, fresh flowers lining the sidewalks, and a friendly face on every corner only begin to describe why such a place is perfect for anyone.

"My, my... you should know how much I love parties."

But you don't live there.

"Always been a fan of a lovely bash."

In fact, you (your boss) are about to crumble it's very foundation.

A bear, tall and true- stares at the perpetrator, his light blue eyes holding a mix of emotions. But the ones you can point out the most are resentment...

And sadness.

"It does not have to be this way, Eclipse." He tells the tall figure in front of you, eyes never moving. Never seeing you behind him. You were invisible to the conversation.

The said figure bristles at that, sharp rays ticking like the time bomb he was. Silence envelopes the three of you, before it is shattered by his laugher. Cold and cackling. The very sound of it makes you shiver.

"Oh, but it always had been." He seethes back, laugher long gone- replaced by the chilling tone you've been accustomed to these last few weeks.

The bear's eyes slide to you then, and you freeze as his piercing gaze hold you down. He could blast you into smithereens if he wanted to right now.

"I see you hired a new sidekick. Tell me, will they have to suffer the same fate as the last?" The bear asks him. It was a jab, you knew- and though you weren't privy to see your boss's face, you could feel the anger radiating off him in waves. You clutch the button he'd given you tighter in your hands. Things were about to get really ugly.

"And at whose hands did they suffer by?" The sound of gears grinding together makes you glance his way. You wince at the sight of his clawed fist, the metal denting from the sheer force of it's owner.

"Was it yours, or mine?" Your boss finishes, releasing the fist to flourish his hand in the bear's direction.

Blue eyes fill with an anger of it's own this time, and you feel the waves of his power as he begins to hover in place. You glance worryingly in your boss' direction. You... wouldn't be caught in the cross fire, right?

"You know that was not my intent, Eclipse." The bear grits out, the image of hurt flashing across is features for no more than a second, before it is replaced by anger once more.

Your boss walks forward, the bottom of his shoes clicking with each step he took towards the bear. You quickly try to follow, not having nearly as much flare as he did.

The streets are empty. Someone must've evacuated them beforehand. A single red flower catches your eye. Ah, how pretty.

"Ah, and yet- it happened."

A boom shakes your entire body. The sound mixed with an electric pulse. Each thump almost makes you lose your footing. The bear has shot towards your boss, body flying with a speed inhuman. They lock hands, before your boss throws the bear into the glass of a building nearby. Sharp shards burst and fall onto the ground below. Sweat beads and drips down your neck as you stand helplessly in the mist of it all. Far too close.

But you could not run. You still had the button that he'd given you.

And you had to stay, for her.

Your heart beats rapidly in your chest, and your mind blurs as it tries to keep up with the ongoing fight. Gravel is smashed as this time- your boss is thrown into it. Air refuses to leave your lungs at this sight. If he lost, then you would surely be sent to prison- no one would be able to take care of her in your leave. Oh, you were so stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid-

A clawed hand reaches out from the dust and debris of their fight, and you can't help the relief that floods you as you spot the dark crimson metal. Within a second, your boss is back on the bear, but you don't miss frayed ends of a wire poking out from his faceplate. He was getting hurt.

They both were.

You can visibly see the deep claw marks on the bear's chest, combined with the dents on his arms. You did not know his name- truthfully, only learning about such machinery really existing fairly recently. Where you came from, super powered bots like him only existed in the comics you'd scrap up from the throw away bins for her. It was the only thing that would really bring light to her eyes.

And now, you were helping the opposite team fight him.

A loud clang of metal on metal snaps your attention back to the fight. It seems the bear had just thrown off your boss, holding even more wounds than before. He holds his shoulder, glaring deeply at your boss.

And then he looks at you.

A brief look of guilt- followed by resolution.

Time slows down, and you watch as his working arm raises, palm open and facing your way. Blue sparks flicker in the center of it, before it lights up full force. Your heart plummets. Even if you ran, you would not escape the blast. You were going to di-

Something grabs you, the grip firm, as you're swung around behind the figure. You look up to see the whites of the eyes of your savior. Your boss.

"Ah, almost lost you there." He tells you softly, letting a hint of emotion flow through his words as he grinned from above. "We'll have to go through safety training when this is all over."

You blink. You look behind him. There's a force field. Oh, okay. You're alive. Awesome. Your legs almost give out from underneath you.

He then turns around to face the bear, and you only catch a glimpse of his expression before he does. He was grinning like a madman- but he was furious.

"I thought you were past foul play, but I guess not."

The bear does not answer, but blasts at the force field once more. Through the bright light, something catches your eye. A green blur. Slinking behind a building high above the three of you. You quickly put two and two together.

With the button moved to one hand, you hesitantly tap your boss's arm. His head snaps to face you, eye quirked in a manner of question. You pause, how were you going to explain this to him?

You raise your free hand, slowly moving your fingers to make them crawl upward. Seeing this, his frown only deepens. Another blast hits the force field, making you flitch. You look at him again, determined. You point at the tower you saw the green... whatever it was slink behind.

Your boss follows your finger's direction, and for a moment- he's still very confused... But then he sees it. And it clicks. He grins, manic expression back in place. You sigh in relief, just happy he somehow understood you.

You were mute. Unable to utter even syllable since you were young. You can't remember how it happened, but since then- you couldn't talk for the life of you. And you had tried. And tried. And tried.

It made getting a job, especially in your position, very hard. As if it wasn't enough already.

With a flick of his hand, your boss sends a mechanical disk flying. In the air, you can spot the spikes that pop out from around it, spinning rapidly as it charges towards it's target.

And it doesn't miss.

High up on the building, glass shatters from the impact, the wall of it imploding. You hear a far off growl, before you suddenly see the green blur up close. Too close.

A gator, your mind supplies within the second that you see it, jumps from the building. But then disappears. You can't stop the fear that overcomes you when he suddenly appears again, right in front of another force field that your boss put up beforehand. The gator strikes it dead on, and it shakes from the impact. Your boss tisks. "As hot headed as ever, Monty."

As you take a mental note of the name, Monty growls vehemently. Red shades lower just enough for you to see the absolute rage in his eyes. He strikes it again. Another blast bursts on the other side of you from the bear. Your mind whirled at all the possibilities of your demise. You felt trapped.

In the mist of your troubling thoughts, you look up at your boss for any sign of a plan you really hoped he had. But to your dismal, he only carries that same crazed grin.

... was that a good thing???? Panic was very well set into your entire system. The onslaught of loud noises did not help. Truthfully, you were suprised you didn't have a panic attack yet. Must be the adrenaline.

You feel a clawed hand gently tap your shoulder, making you whip around in his direction. Your boss is close to your ear, putting him at an odd angle as he leans over to your height. His voiced comes out hushed, making sure only you can hear him. "You've done very well so far... when I give you the signal, click the button."

You eagerly nod. The sooner you clicked it, the sooner this all would be over with. You hoped. You really, really hoped.

Pleased with your answer, he steps away... and keeps stepping. To your shock and horror, he keeps going until he is out of the safety of the force field.

Monty is on him far to quick for your human eyes to keep up with. And just like with the bear, they begin to fight.

They blows they share are much more volatile when compared to the first fight. You guess it was because of how head on Monty was. Each strike seemingly more powerful than the last. You also had a feeling that Monty could not fly like the bear could, watching as he got tossed- only to latch onto a building and jump down.

The sound of another blast to the force field makes you look in the bears direction. He was still aiming towards you. Why?? It didn't make any sense.

The sound also catches your boss's attention, making him glance your way.

A second. A second was all it took for Monty jab him right in the face. A second, and the loud sound of metal colliding with metal filled the already noisy atmosphere. You watch in horror as your boss grabs the right side of his face. And your eyes slide to the gator, who wore a look triumph.

"Never take your eyes off of your opponent- isn't that what you taught me?" His voice comes out incredulous. Hauty.

"Yes, well-" Your boss slowly eases his hand away, revealing a flurry of sparks. "I also had taught you something else- ah, but it seems you might need a touch up on the lesson."

Much to your suprise, Monty takes the worded bate, frowning as he processed the words he was told. "What?" He asks.

Your boss grins. "In every fight, you must always remember to see the bigger picture."

And then he looks at you.

You click the button.

A boom- much louder than anything you've ever heard, shakes the very ground beneath you. And then you see it. In the distance, a large building crumbling. Dread drips and pools in your stomach with an icy cold chill.

What have you done?

"What have you done!?" The bear yells. But he's not looking at your boss. He's looking at you.

"I've hidden seven more in the city, all timed to set off one after the other." You boss nonchalantly comments. "Ah, and you might want to hurry. You're little sidekick is tied up to the second one."

The first look of fear you've seen throughout the whole fight flashes across the bear's eyes. He then, whips is head towards Monty. "Call the others. Tell them to search the city."

Confusion takes over Monty's face. "But what about-"

"Forget them." The bear spits. "We'll deal with them later."

"Do try.. you know how much I hate boredom." Your boss comments, walking back over to you with out a care in the world.

The bear looks like he's about to say something, but bites it back. He then hovers higher, quickly flying off. You look towards Monty, who was staring the two of you down.

"Hurry off now," your boss waves (which was more like a flick) him off.

You hear the gator growl at the two of you one more time, before going on all fours, sprinting in a different direction than the bear.

Your boss taps your shoulder, and you don't realize- but your hands are shaking, clutching the button for dear life. "That's useless now, you can drop it." He tells you.

And with much concentration, you finally do, your fingers stiff as you move them.

The button drops on the ground with a clang. And you boss steps on it, crushing it beneath his foot. "Now," he puts his hand on your back, his touch without any of the violence that he had for the other two, and pushes you forward. Before you know it, you're walking with him.

The familer sight of the ship you've become accustomed to seeing flies down near the two of you, doors opening for you to get in. You walk up it's steps with him, hearing the sound of it sealing close as you both board.

And for a while you keep walking... but then your pace slows, making him look at you.

You stare at him, the words you so dearly want- need to ask unable to come out. You needed to know the consequences of what you had just done. Even if you could never forgive yourself afterwards.

Your boss leans closer to your level. Staring at you for a moment longer before speaking. "The only thing that button you pressed will destroy, are a few buildings." He stands back to his normal height, eyes forward. "I assure you that."

You push yourself to walk in front of him, taking in a shaky breath. You jut out your hand, holding it in the air. Waiting.

He pauses- before slowly, tentatively, placing his hand in yours. You shakily scrawl out the word 'sidekick'.

Your boss rolls his eyes. "That tower doesn't have a bomb. And even if it did, Freddy would've saved him before it went off."

You're unsure if you can trust his words, but you have no choice but to. You let go of his hand, nodding.

Your boss stiffly nods as well for some reason. "Good. Now that that's settled- you can rest. I'll be in the repair room if you need me."

Your eyes snap to his once more. How could you forget!? He had gotten hurt too!

The right side of his face had a huge crack going down it, and the eye on that said was completely shot- that's where the sparks were coming from. He also had a few dents, though it was no where near as much as the bear had. You couldn't see what shape Monty had been in, him moving way to fast for you to keep up with.

As if he can read your mind, your boss speaks up once more. "I've handled worse, I assure you." He pauses. "You should go to your room, you have things you have to attend to, yes?"

You freeze, before nodding hesitantly. Did he know about her- oh, of course he did. There was no way someone like him couldn't.

With that, he waves you off- and you quickly run through the ship, traveling to your room.

Once you reach the door, it quietly slides open, sensing you. You slowly tiptoe in, walking over to your bed.

And there she was, all tucked in. Her red poofy hair was a mess- you'd have to comb it later. She had drool sliding out of her mouth as she slept.

But she was safe. And that's all that mattered.

You lean over, gently patting her forehead. Her brows pull together, and she pulls her hand out of the covers to rub her face. She falls back to sleep with ease.

"Goodnight, Mable." You whisper to the little girl. A sister related not by blood, but by the past to both shared with each other.

You told her you'd both get out of the orphanage, and you did.

And now, all you had to do was keep your job a secret. Your very dangerous, and risky job. You sigh.

You needed a shower.

[carlottastudios]

CarlottaStudios's Unhinged Kaeya Lore Thoughts Post

Link to read the Google Doc:

AT LAST!!! TUMBLR KAEYA NATION, BEHOLD, THE NONSENSE THAT HAS BEEN OCCUPYING MY KAEYA-DEDICATED BRAINPAN FOR MONTHS!

Quick disclaimer/warning: This document is LONG, it's almost 50 pages, so please don't feel pressured to read the whole thing, especially not in one shot. Also, I have included some disclaimers at both the beginning and end, including the fact that I am not an expert in any of the stuff I've written about in this document and if I have made any mistakes, I apologize, feel free to offer corrections, so long as we're all nice to each other. That said, I don't plan on adding substantially more to this document (ex: a new section) as this isn't and was never meant to be The Kaeya Lore Fodder Post of all time. This is just me taking my lore/theory-adjacent thoughts on Kaeya and yeeting them into the void to see if anyone else is interested.

Speaking of interested persons, a few people have expressed interest in this and even asked me to tag them, which is INCREDIBLY flattering and touching (seriously, thank you so much), so I'm tagging them here: @thenerdhoard @eternal-dokja @prophecyflame @mosamosa3pakosh

I plan on eventually making a mindmap to go along with this word document, but that will be for another day because this was already quite a big project to undertake and I need some rest. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy!

[hobbithoes]

photo dump from my life lately 🤯 🫶

[tottymatsuno]

Working on my robot au and i decided ichimatsu would be the brother that would be extremely popular bc hes marketed as a domestic companion. There'd be someone in a civil rights legal battle with the supreme court to actually allow ai-human marriages to be legally recognized, with an ichibot.

I say this for several reasons, but mostly bc i can see yall doing that.

Osomatsu would be the cheapest to buy secondhand bc he keeps accidentally gaining real sentience and uses it immediately to gamble, commit crimes, fuck around and over all do osomatsu related bullshit. But he can drive! Thats his special feature!

I have ideas ofc for the other ones but lol ive been thinking "and osomatsu can drive too please stop returning him you cab use him as a taxi driver and make money off of him you just have to be okay with the fact he might hit on your customers or crash your car, or steal your money to gamble pleeaaaseee we're trying to fix this in Series 4!"

[geckosteak]

oh my god it's artfight time? dear god give me strength. WE'RE GOING TO DO OUR BEST TO DO SOMETHING THIS YEAR!!!

come check me out over at junkbot on artfight dot com! ^_^ i would luvvv to attack some mutuals so i will be keeping an eye out...

[wannabe-werecat]

guys can i be real

[carolina-nightjar]

Ssomon Sneak Peak!!

The map is old, you don't have to look twice in order to tell. Strangely, it doesn't have any of Jorvik's towns on it. If you look closely, you can almost make out a message...

[doctorriri]

heh. wanted to share that I recently got mr.lee's cat plushie (⁠=⁠^⁠･w･⁠^⁠=⁠) he's enjoying his new company (he has more kids now)

also hey look at his cute fish tail

[sonknuxadow]

really funny how every time i check on walmarts selection of sonic figures there's like a million doctor deeps sitting there because nobody cares about that guy

[noxtivagus]

changed my theme after so long :lipbite:

[sysig]

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[asce-of-hearts]

Sukuna told you he would be getting a new tattoo. Nothing out of the ordinary, I mean, the man was already drenched in ink. Tribal lines and other stuff that made him look all the more masculine.

And then, when you arrive home after a not-so-great day at work. You see it, and your eyes widen, and you gasp in horror.

"You—! You did not!" Your hands come to cover your mouth, in pure shock. And he cocks a brow, still applying some soothing ointment over his skin.

"Did not what?" He asks, spreading his legs further on the couch, as if inviting you to come sit over his lap.

"That's— That's my fucking name, Sukuna!" You come closer, before you touch it you quickly run to the bathroom and wash your hands, then come back. How amusing, you remind him of a little mouse at times. All cute and skittish. Finally, you run your hands over the expanse of skin, where your name and his last name is written in bold italics. All over his left clavicle. "Why did you do this?" You ask in a whimper, lower lip trembling. And he only looks around in utter confussion.

"So everyone knows I'm yours?" He says, it sounds like a question but you know it's a statement, a fact.

"You're not a dog!"

"But I can be. For you."

"That's besides the point!" You say, already flustered. Finally, sitting over his lap, hiding your face in the crook of his neck, shaking.

"I don't get why you're so upset," He sighs, rubbing a hand all over your back. "It's not like I got... I don't know— Another name tattooed." He grumbles, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

"Because it's... I don't know," You sigh. "Now I feel obligated to get yours."

"Oho?" He smirks, cupping your face between his two enormous hands. "Trust me. It would be my pleasure to have you branded as mine."

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[unpretty]

today was the day we finalized the migration of essential software at work from some old and busted shit that was ready to die at any time, to the new cloud version of the same software that we are no longer responsible for maintaining. which is good because no one was actually maintaining ours. it's just been slowly crufting into unusability for a decade. so anyway they set aside an hour for a teams meeting where they'd walk us through the different interface and how to go through normal processes.

"it's not that big a change," they said. "it's all the same stuff, it just looks a little different," they said.

they did not account for the fact that the primary user of this software is someone who doesn't actually know how it works or what it's doing. they learned how to do their job entirely through rote memorization. they know which buttons they are supposed to press in which order, and that is the full extent of what they know. they also did not account for the fact that this person's processes were learned thirdhand from other people who were not using this software normally to begin with.

it's like. imagine if someone had only ever used tumblr in the app. and you try to get them to use it in a desktop browser, but they cannot figure out how to post. and you go through explaining where the button is and how to format text and add tags, even though you could have sworn it was all the same in the app. but then they're like, "okay, but what's the phone number" and you're like "what" and they're like "the phone number to call to make a post?" and it turns out somehow they still had the ability to post by calling a phone number, and every time they posted on the app they called the post in first and then edited the audio post to transcribe it into text before screenshotting the text for a photo post. and nothing you can say to them will make them understand that none of that is necessary or correct. they shouldn't have even been able to do some of that. they can just type into the post box now, like a civilized person. "okay," they say, "but what is the phone number, though? because when i made my account my friend gave me this checklist and the first thing on it is to call the number."

so anyway we were on that teams call for almost three hours and they still don't have a handle on the new software