#Comprehensive Ranking System

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Double your CRS points in 1 year! Combine Canadian & foreign work experience to fast-track PR via Express Entry.

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Canada Express Entry Draw 325

Express Entry Draw #325 | 174 Invitations Issued in PNP Specific Draw On November 18, 2024, IRCC issued a total of 174 ITAs to candidates within the PNP stream to apply for permanent residence in the Latest Express Entry draw 325. The minimum Comprehensive Ranking System (CRS) score required for consideration was 816. This represents the year’s smallest PNP draw to date, featuring a…

[abhishekdigi-blog]

Dreaming of Practicing Dentistry in Canada? Here’s How!

Are you a dentist looking to immigrate to Canada? The Express Entry Program is your golden ticket! Here’s a quick guide to get you started:

Eligibility: Hold a dental degree and have at least 1 year of work experience.

Language Proficiency: Aim for a strong score in English or French.

Create Your Profile: Set up your Express Entry profile on the IRCC website.

Receive an ITA: Get an Invitation to Apply based on your CRS score.

Submit Your Application: Complete your application for permanent residency.

Canada is actively seeking skilled dentists! With high demand, excellent quality of life, and career growth opportunities, it's time to take the leap!

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Calculate Your Canada Express Entry CRS Score

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Guidance on Canada's Express Entry system

Some general guidance on Canada's Express Entry system and suggest resources to help you calculate your points and find immigration consultants. 

Canada PR Points Calculator: 

To calculate your points for the Express Entry system, you'll need to consider factors like age, education, work experience, language proficiency, and adaptability. The Comprehensive Ranking System CRS Calculator is used to assess and score candidates.

Here are the main categories and factors for which you can earn points:

1. Core Human Capital Factors:

   - Age

   - Education

   - Language proficiency in English and/or French

   - Canadian work experience

2. Additional Factors:

   - Valid job offer from a Canadian employer (optional but adds significant points)

   - Provincial Nomination (if you have been nominated by a province or territory)

   - Sibling living in Canada (optional)

3. Skill Transferability Factors:

   - Education and work experience

   - Language proficiency and education

4. Additional Points:

   - Canadian degrees, diplomas, or certificates

   - A valid job offer

   - A nomination from a Canadian province or territory

You can use the official "Come to Canada" tool on the Canadian government's website to estimate your CRS score.

Best Immigration Consultants for Canada:

Choosing a reliable immigration consultant in Delhi for Canada is crucial for a smooth immigration process. Here are some tips for finding a reputable consultant:

1. Check Credentials:

   - Ensure the consultant is a member in good standing of a recognized regulatory body.

2. Experience and Track Record:

   - Look for consultants with a proven track record and experience in Canadian immigration.

3. Reviews and Testimonials:

   - Look for reviews or testimonials from previous clients.

4. Transparency and Communication:

   - A good consultant should be transparent about fees, services, and the process.

5. Ask for Recommendations:

   - Seek recommendations from friends, family, or online forums.

6. Avoid Fraudulent Consultants:

   - Be wary of consultants who guarantee a specific outcome or demand payment upfront.

7. Verify Official Recognition:

   - Check if the consultant is authorized by a regulatory body or is a member of a recognized professional organization.

However, always do your own research and due diligence before engaging any immigration consultant. Also, make sure to verify the most recent information and any changes in regulations or recommended consultants.

[the-label-sanctuary]

・₊✧𝘈 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘺｡｡｡ -`♡´-

♡Devalued Person♡

✧A Devalued Person (Devp), otherwise known as a “lowlife”, is a term for those with Narcissistic Personality Disorder (NPD) to describe those that are on this level. This is the rung on the ladder of a person with NPD (pwNPD)’s 'ranking system' (explained below) that is below average. While devaluing people will bump them down the rankings, it’s possible to go even further past the average into this category. The pwNPD considers this person to be severely beneath them and everyone else for one reason or another,✧

✧Within NPD there is a mental “Ranking System” in comparison to the pwNPD. This can also occur naturally, if not chosen by the pwNPD themself. This ranking system is by no means the only kind, but it sets a good example.✧

✧Chosen Person (Chp): Someone of higher status than the pwNPD✧

✧Equal Person (Ep): Someone of equal Status to the pwNPD.✧

✧Respected person (RP) : Someone the pwNPD respects✧

✧Worthy Person (Wp): Someone worthy to be a Chp or an Ep but not there yet.✧

✧Adequate Person (Adp): Above average.✧

✧Average Person (Avep): The average human being.✧

✧Lowlife/Devalued Person (Devp): Described Above✧

✧Unranked Person (Unrp): Someone who isn't part of their hierarchy system.✧

For a full list of Special Person terms, I made this doc for a comprehensible list. If you'd like to use my PD flags as emojis, I made this discord server with them as heart emojis! (Originally made to react to my SPs messages)

DISCLAIMER: All of these terms already have existed in the community before I posted them. If you have genuine questions or concerns, feel free to reach out and I will try to work with you! These terms are meant to be inclusive of ALL experiences I have heard of or experienced myself, so I have no issue adding things if necessary. These posts are meant to be short and sweet descriptions, not full deep delves on what each means! Feel free to make your own deep dives posts about your own experiences with these and @ me, I’ll definitely repost as long as they’re done in a respectful manner. 

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Humans are weird: Ramming Speed

( Please come see me on my new patreon and support me for early access to stories and personal story requests :D https://www.patreon.com/NiqhtLord Every bit helps)

The idea of ramming space ships into each other as a form of combat maneuver was beyond many galactic military minds comprehension.

A single spacecraft, let alone a military grade class vessel, would cost up in the billions of credits. Entire galactic economies had nearly bankrupted themselves trying to maintain a fleet large enough to secure their borders, so in turn each military ship became an asset not to be squandered lightly.

Perhaps it was this conservative mindset that nearly shattered when these powers first looked upon the Terran ship codenamed “The Ram”.

Unlike other modern vessels the ships of this new classification lacked all weapon emplacements. No energy cannons, missile launchers, rail guns; it was entirely free of weapons. What it did have was excessive amounts of armor plating, several separate shield generators, and a pair of overly powerful engines that could reach max speed in roughly five minutes.

The first time it was observed in combat was during the Terran/Crux war. Both powers had sizable fleets at their disposal and for the first couple months the two powers played cat and mouse games between each other; each trying to find a more advantageous position to commit their forces. Much to the dismay of both powers the first large scale battle was triggered by mere chance than a tactical decision.

A Crux patrol stumbled upon a Terran patrol emerging from a dense nebula in the Viper System. Both patrols requested reinforcements. Nearby patrols were soon diverted to the engagement and within short order what was a small skirmish ballooned into a full scale battle.

There were no battle lines or frontlines as ships opened fire at near point blank range with each other. Even when higher rank Admirals arrived to take charge both sides were too embroiled in the slugfest to make any more nuanced tactical moves without exposing themselves to the enemy.

It was here that the Ram emerged and showed its prowess.

Crux warship crews were not trained on how to handle enemy vessels rushing towards them. What’s more several gun crews became panicked when they saw the Ram ships rushing headlong towards them without diverting course.

With the extra armor and shielding the Terran ships not only struck head on into Crux ships but emerged from the attack relatively unscathed. In most cases the prow of the Ram ships punched clean through the entire hull of the Crux warship and emerged through the other side.

The Crux fleet desperately tried to regain order and form battle lines but each time they did so the Ram ships would plunge head first into their formation and take out the command ship coordinating the effort.

As more and more Terran ships arrived and formed their own battle lines the tide of battle soon drastically changed. After thirteen hours of intense fighting the last of the Crux fleet withdrew from the battle leaving the Terrans the victors.

A full fifth of the Crux navy was lost during the battle with the Ram ships having personally claimed 45% of the kills.

While the war itself would continue for another two years, the Ram ships and their unorthodox tactics had earned them a modicum of respect from the wider galaxy, and a great measure of fear from the Crux.

[kikis-writing-service]

Damage Control (Midoriya Izuku x Reader) Chapter 2

Summary:

You've always been there—Izuku's constant, his anchor, so integral to his life he's never actually seen you. Twenty years of devotion rendered invisible by familiarity. Until his divorce forces him to lean on you again, and a casual revelation about your past with Katsuki makes him suddenly, devastatingly aware of everything he's been taking for granted.

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Parts:  1  |  2  |  3  |  4  |  5  |  6  |  7  |  8  |  9  | 10 | 11 | 12 |

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Content Warning: This fic contains divorce, alcohol use, toxic behavior while intoxicated, unhealthy relationship patterns, and implied emotional infidelity.

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The salon was mercifully empty at this hour, a combination of your careful scheduling and a generous payment to the owner for privacy. It had been three days since Izuku's late-night divorce revelation, and this haircut represented an important first step in the comprehensive PR strategy you'd crafted.

For years, you'd watched his hair grow longer, from the short curls of UA to the longer style he'd adopted as he rose through the hero rankings. Yui had liked it long. Had run her fingers through it at events while you pretended not to notice. Now it would be gone, another piece of his married life shed like a snake's skin. You tried not to think about how each snip would be cutting away a part of him that she had touched, had claimed. Tried not to acknowledge the small, guilty relief that rose in your chest at the thought.

Through the reflection in the mirror, you caught his eyes—uncertain, tired, but trusting. Three days hadn't been enough to erase the shadows beneath them, the visible evidence of sleepless nights and quiet grief. You'd been there for most of them, watching him cycle through anger and sadness and resignation, sometimes all within the same hour.

"You're sure about this?" he asked, meeting your eyes in the mirror. His hair was still damp from the wash, dark curls clinging to his neck. There was vulnerability in the question that made your throat tight.

You glanced at your phone, confirming the timeline you'd spent days perfecting, grateful for the momentary distraction from the weight of his gaze. These past seventy-two hours had been an exhausting balancing act—being his support system while keeping your own feelings carefully contained.

"Trust me," you said, your voice steady and professional despite your racing pulse. "I've got the whole timeline planned. The magazine feature next week will be the perfect way to introduce this evolution of your image—"

"No, I mean..." He ran a hand through his wet hair, and you found yourself momentarily distracted by the movement. You swallowed hard, trying not to stare at how the damp curls framed his face, how his hair looked longer when wet, falling past his collar in a way that made your fingers itch to brush it back. Even in this transitional state, with his hair plastered to his neck and water droplets trailing down his skin, he was unfairly attractive. A knot formed in your stomach—a familiar ache of wanting something you'd conditioned yourself not to reach for. "You really think I can pull this off?"

There was something about the way he deferred to your judgment, even in something as simple as a haircut, that made your stomach flutter. He'd always trusted you implicitly, from entrance exam strategies to press conference talking points. Now he was trusting you with how the world would see him as he navigated the end of his marriage. The weight of that trust settled on your shoulders—both burden and privilege.

"Without question. You can pull off anything," you said automatically, then immediately regretted your word choice. The compliment felt too raw, too honest, too close to the feelings you kept carefully contained.

Your attention returned to your phone as you double-checked the styling notes you'd prepared, grateful again for the small shield it provided between his gaze and your unguarded expression. You slipped your phone back into your pocket, looking up to find the stylist beginning her work. The soft snip of scissors made your chest tighten as you watched in the mirror. With each lock of hair that fell to the floor, more of the new Izuku emerged from beneath. His jawline became more defined as the initial length was removed, and you noticed a scatter of freckles trailing down the nape of his neck that had been hidden under his long hair—like a sculpture being freed from marble, the features of his face emerging with each careful pass of the scissors. You cataloged each newly revealed detail, storing them away like treasures you had no right to claim.

Minutes passed in comfortable silence, broken only by the rhythmic sounds of cutting. You found yourself mesmerized by the transformation taking place before your eyes. The person in the mirror was still Izuku, but different—sharper, more defined, a visual representation of the changes happening in his life. You wondered, not for the first time, what other changes were coming. Whether this new version of him would still need you in the same ways. The thought created a hollow feeling in your chest.

When the stylist set aside her scissors and reached for the clippers, the sudden buzz sent a jolt through you. You couldn't look away as she worked on the sides, the undercut taking shape with precision. The short fade accentuated his features, highlighting bone structure that had always been there but looked different now—more defined, more mature with the new style framing it. This Izuku looked stronger somehow, more certain, even as you knew he was anything but.

You discreetly pulled out your phone, needing a moment to collect yourself, to regain the professional distance that kept slipping with each thought.

You: This haircut is making me have a crisis here. Katsuki: you've been having the same crisis for over a decade  Katsuki: it's not a crisis anymore, it's a lifestyle Ochaco: He's not wrong 🙊  Ochaco: Are you doing okay supporting him through this? You: I'm fine. This isn't about me. I just need to be what he needs right now. Katsuki: here we go again  Katsuki: "I'm fine" while clearly spiraling  Katsuki: do you even hear yourself? Ochaco: Katsuki's right! Your feelings matter too, you know. 🥺💕

You tucked your phone away with a soft sigh. Taking a deep breath, you returned your attention to the mirror, where the stylist was making the final adjustments to Izuku's hair. You found yourself holding your breath as each last snip perfected the lines of the undercut.

"What do you think?" the stylist asked, her voice bright with professional excitement as she finished with a flourish, removing the cape and brushing away stray hairs from Izuku's neck and shoulders.

Izuku blinked at his reflection, momentarily disoriented by the stranger staring back at him. The undercut you had suggested left the top longer with enough curl to maintain some of his signature look, but the sides were closely cropped, revealing the clean lines of his jaw and the curve of his ears in a way he wasn't used to seeing. His neck felt exposed, vulnerable. 

"It's..." His voice caught slightly as he tilted his head, trying to reconcile this new person with the one he'd been just an hour ago. It wasn't that he looked bad—objectively, he could see how the cut sharpened his features, made him appear more mature, more serious. More like someone who could handle life's disappointments with dignity. But it felt like another piece of himself he was leaving behind, another concession to the new reality he was still struggling to accept. You recognized that particular sadness in his eyes—you'd felt it yourself each time you chose to bury your feelings for him a little deeper, that quiet grief for something you willingly surrendered but still mourned.

"What do you think?" he asked, catching your eyes. "Not as my PR manager. Just... you."

The question caught you off guard. For years, you'd woven these roles together so seamlessly that sometimes even you forgot where the professional ended and the personal began. Being asked to separate them felt like being asked to split yourself in half. You hesitated, suddenly unsure which answer he needed, which was safer to give.

Studying his reflection, you allowed yourself a moment of honest appraisal. The transformation was even better than what you'd imagined. The undercut emphasized his jaw, made his eyes look bigger, his cheekbones sharper. The freckles across his cheeks seemed more prominent now, and those newly discovered ones on his neck were going to haunt you. He looked older, more refined, but still touchably disheveled in a way that made your fingers itch. You pushed down the heat that rose in your chest at the thought.

"I think…" you paused for a moment, carefully measuring your words as you always did around him. "I think it sends exactly the right message."

The stylist beamed, clearly pleased by the approval, but Izuku couldn't tear his eyes from your reflection. Something in his gaze made you feel suddenly exposed, as if he could see through the careful professional mask to the emotions you worked so hard to conceal.

"You hate it," he said softly, a gentle challenge in his voice.

"What? No!" Your protest came quickly, perhaps too quickly. You felt yourself slipping, your carefully maintained composure fracturing under his scrutiny. "It's exactly what we discussed. Clean, professional, approachable—"

"But you don't like it." He turned in the chair to face you directly, abandoning the safety of the mirror's reflection. Without that buffer between you, his gaze felt more intense, more searching. His lower lip pushed forward slightly in that unconscious pout he'd had since childhood—the one that had always been your undoing. "Tell me the truth."

You glanced toward the stylist, who tactfully busied herself with cleaning her station, before letting out a soft sigh. The request for honesty felt dangerous—how much truth was safe to give? How much could you reveal without giving away everything? That familiar pout had always pierced straight through your carefully constructed defenses, making you want to give him anything he asked for.

"It looks good," you said quietly, settling on a truth that felt safe enough to offer. "Really good."

You quickly turned your attention to your phone, grateful for an excuse to look away before your expression revealed too much.

You: Uhhh  You: How am I supposed to brief him on talking points when all I can think about is how much I want to run my fingers through his hair??? Katsuki: congratulations you played yourself as fucking usual  Katsuki: just put us all out of our misery  Katsuki: either tell him or stop texting about it  Katsuki: preferably option 1 Ochaco: I agree with Katsuki!  Ochaco: Hey, you should take a picture when it's done! I'd love to see how it turned out. 🙂

You felt your cheeks warm as you typed a response.

You: Seriously? You want me to just casually take a pic? Ochaco: Just say it's for me! I actually do want to see it. 😇 Katsuki: ochaco you demon i see what you're doing You: ...fine.

Izuku glanced at the stylist, who had stepped away to prepare cleaning supplies. He motioned you closer with a subtle tilt of his head. You crossed the few feet between your chair and the styling station, leaning down slightly as he turned to face you.

Up close, the salon's soft lighting caught the damp edges of his hair, turning them almost iridescent against his skin. You noticed things the mirror hadn't revealed: how his eyelashes cast tiny shadows on his cheeks when he looked at you, the way his pulse fluttered visibly at the hollow of his throat, the subtle fullness of his lower lip, slightly chapped from his habit of biting it when concentrating. The subtle notes of cedarwood from the styling products couldn't mask what was unmistakably him—that clean, earthy scent that had always made something in your chest constrict.

He tilted his face upward to meet your gaze, the angle creating a strange vulnerability at odds with his hero status. His eyes, those eyes that had faced down villains without flinching, now looked to you with a hesitation that made your heart stutter painfully against your ribs. In this moment of quiet uncertainty, with no cameras or crowds, you glimpsed the boy you'd known beneath the man he'd become—someone still seeking approval, still needing to know he wasn't facing the world alone. That singular, unguarded moment of need nearly broke your carefully maintained composure.

"You're sure it works?" he asked quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. "For the whole..." he hesitated, glancing once more toward the distracted stylist, "...divorce narrative thing?"

There was a heaviness to the word "divorce" when he said it, like he was still testing how it felt in his mouth. Three days wasn't nearly enough time to get used to such a monumental shift. The haircut was just the physical manifestation of everything else changing beneath the surface. You recognized the uncertainty in his voice—the need for reassurance that he was doing the right thing, moving in the right direction, that this sacrifice of another piece of himself would somehow be worth it in the end.

You wanted, suddenly and fiercely, to reach out and touch him—to run your fingers through what remained of his curls, to cradle his face in your hands in a way that would cross the careful line you'd maintained for years. The desire was almost a physical pull. Instead, you settled for a brief touch to his shoulder, withdrawing your hand quickly before the warmth of him could seep through the fabric and into your palm.

"Trust me," you said, forcing yourself to focus on the practical aspects of the haircut rather than how the new cut framed his eyes in a way that made the green seem impossibly more vivid. "This projects exactly the right image. Mature but not cold. Put-together but still approachable. It says 'I'm going through something but handling it with grace.'"

He smiled at you, and your chest tightened with a familiar ache. The smile didn't quite reach his eyes—it hadn't fully reached them since that night—but there was genuine warmth there, a momentary lifting of the weight he'd been carrying. You treasured these glimpses of the Izuku you knew emerging from beneath the grief.

"What would I do without you?" The question hung between you, heavier than it should have been. Because you both knew he wouldn't have to find out. You'd be there, as you'd always been, moving the pieces to protect him however you could. The thought should have been comforting, but it sat in your chest like a stone.

Your phone vibrated again, pulling your attention from your sinking thoughts.

Ochaco: Did you get that pic for me yet? 👀 You: I'll ask for it in a sec. You: "Oh Ochaco wanted to see how it turned out" will sound completely natural and not desperate at all. Ochaco: You got this! 😤 Katsuki: no you don't

You couldn't help the small huff of exasperation that escaped you as you read Katsuki's message, nor the way your lips twitched between a grimace and a smile. You shook your head slightly, forgetting momentarily where you were as you typed your response.

You: Thanks for the vote of confidence. Ochaco: Katsuki! Be supportive! 😠

Taking a steadying breath, you looked up to find Izuku watching you with a hint of amusement. The warmth in his expression made your pulse quicken despite your best efforts to remain composed. You realized he must have been watching your face cycle through frustration, embarrassment, and determination all while you thought you were being discreet.

"Everything okay?" he asked, nodding toward your phone.

"Actually, Ochaco wanted to see how the haircut turned out," you mentioned, maintaining the same professional tone you always used—years of PR work had perfected your ability to make even personal requests sound like standard procedure. You silently thanked Ochaco for giving you this excuse, this small permission to capture something you'd want to look at again later.

"Would you mind?" you added, already lifting your phone with the easy confidence that came from photographing him countless times before. This was familiar territory—camera between you, professional distance maintained.

Izuku turned slightly, running a hand through his newly cut hair. "Sure, of course."

You framed the shot with practiced efficiency, capturing several angles. The phone screen created a safe barrier, allowing you to study him with an intensity you wouldn't permit yourself without that filter.

"Got it," you said, reviewing the photos before sending the best one. It captured him perfectly—the new sharpness of his jawline, the soft curl of what remained of his hair. 

You: [Image sent] Ochaco: Oh WOW. No wonder you're having a crisis! 😳  Ochaco: That's not a haircut, that's a TRANSFORMATION ✨ Katsuki: ...even i have to admit that doesn't look terrible  Katsuki: good luck keeping your hands to yourself Ochaco: If Katsuki's impressed, you KNOW it's good! You: Thanks for the moral support, truly

"Think this'll break the internet?" Izuku asked, running his hand through his hair again.

You were pretty sure it had already broken you, seeing him like this—transformed, vulnerable, trusting you wholly to guide him through this transition.

"It'll definitely get attention," you managed, trying not to think about how this haircut was just the beginning of the image rehabilitation you'd carefully planned—a journey where you'd be his guide but never his destination. Always the architect of his public transformation, never the reason for it. The familiar ache of that reality settled in your chest.

The weight of those thoughts made you turn your attention back to your phone, seeking distraction in the practical details that had always been your refuge.

After settling the bill—which you insisted on putting on the agency account despite Izuku's protests—you both prepared to leave. The stylist handed Izuku a small bag of recommended products for his new cut with instructions he would probably forget within the hour. You made a mental note to remind him later, another small thread in the tapestry of care you'd woven around him over the years.

You glanced out the window, calculating the fastest route back to the office to avoid potential paparazzi, when Izuku touched your elbow gently. The unexpected contact sent a jolt through you.

"Thank you," he said quietly. "Not just for this, but for... everything. These past few days, I don't know what I would've done without you."

The simple gratitude in his voice made your chest ache. You wanted to tell him that being there for him wasn't a burden but a privilege, even when it hurt. That you'd be there for whatever came next, for as long as he needed. Instead, you smiled and kept your response light.

"That's what friends are for," you said.

Something in the way his shoulders relaxed at your response made you pause. For one unguarded moment, you let yourself truly see him—not as Japan's Number One Hero, not as your childhood friend, not as your PR responsibility, but as the man who had called you at 2:37 AM because you were the person he needed when his world fell apart.

Your phone buzzed as you stepped out of the salon.

Katsuki: reminder: you're his pr manager not his therapist  Katsuki: don't do anything i wouldn't do

It was the same warning he'd given you countless times before—in late-night conversations over drinks, when he found you drunk and crying in the parking lot at Izuku's wedding. The same message: stop sacrificing your own feelings for his.

You glanced at Izuku walking beside you, sunlight catching the sharp edges of his new undercut. Despite knowing better, you were already sliding back into that familiar role—the supportive friend, the reliable PR manager, the person who would be whatever he needed while carefully hiding what you wanted.

You were so, so screwed.

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After twenty years of friendship—of being Izuku Midoriya's friend, confidant, PR manager, and the keeper of his schedule—you had developed an almost supernatural awareness of his movements. He had texted twelve minutes ago that he was five minutes away, which meant he would walk through that door in approximately—

The studio door swung open, and Izuku appeared, the new undercut still startling against his familiar features. Eight days wasn't long enough to get used to how it sharpened his jawline, emphasized the angles of his face.

"Sorry," he said immediately, eyes finding yours across the room with the automatic certainty of someone who had been looking for you in crowded spaces for decades. "I should have left earlier."

You waved dismissively, already moving toward him as stylists hovered nearby, eager to begin. "You're fine. We haven't even started the setup for the first look."

It was a small lie, but a kind one. The first setup had been ready for thirty minutes.

Up close, you could see the shadows under his eyes that makeup would soon conceal, the slight pallor beneath his freckles that spoke of another mostly sleepless night. Your fingers itched to straighten his collar—an old habit from your UA days when his tie was perpetually crooked—but you tucked them safely around your tablet instead. The weight of it grounded you, kept you from reaching out when you shouldn't.

"How was this morning?" you asked quietly as you walked him toward the styling area, your voice pitched low enough that only he could hear. It was a coded question you had been asking every day since Yui left: How bad is the pain today?

He shrugged, a gesture so familiar. "Quiet." His voice held the same slight rasp it had carried since that night he called you crying. "The apartment's just...empty."

You nodded, understanding everything he wasn't saying. Eight days wasn't enough time to adjust to the sudden absence of someone who was supposed to be there forever. You had never been married, never experienced that particular loss, but you understood emptiness. You understood quiet spaces that should have been filled with something else. You knew too well the echo of your own footsteps in rooms that felt too large, the weight of silence when there was no one to break it.

"We're sticking with the plan from yesterday's brief," you said as the stylists approached. "All three casual looks, with emphasis on approachability. Takahashi wanted to add those moody 'hero contemplates the weight of his responsibility' shots the magazine requested, but I vetoed it."

For a moment, his lips quirked in a ghost of his old smile. "Thank you. One less thing to worry about."

"That's what I'm here for," you matched his almost-smile with one of your own. "Remember, today isn't about Deku the Symbol. It's about Izuku, who happens to save Japan in his spare time."

It was an old joke between you, one that dated back to your early career when you had first started managing his public image. Back when you had both been figuring out the balance between Izuku the person and Deku the symbol.

"They've got everything prepped," you said, gesturing toward the rack of casual clothes you had selected together last week.

He nodded, but hesitated before moving toward the changing area. "Are they..." He stopped, seemingly unable to finish the question.

But you understood. You had gotten good at filling in his silences, at hearing what he didn't say. "The magazine doesn't know yet," you assured him quietly. "As far as they're concerned, this is just a profile piece on the man behind the hero. Nothing about..." You trailed off, not wanting to say divorce in the busy studio.

Relief softened his features momentarily. "Thank you."

You shrugged, dismissing his gratitude. "Just doing my job," you said.

What you didn't say was how you had spent the past week fielding calls at all hours, setting up strict NDAs with everyone from his lawyer to his dry cleaner, creating a protective barrier around him while he processed this first raw stage of grief. How you had barely slept yourself, constantly monitoring social media for even a whisper of rumor about his marriage. How the worry that had been your constant companion wasn't just professional but deeply, painfully personal. How the circles under your own eyes matched his, hidden beneath careful layers of concealer.

Instead, you checked the time and said, "Twenty minutes for styling, then we'll start?"

He nodded and moved toward the changing area, shoulders carrying a weight that was visible only to those who knew him well. You watched him go, allowing yourself three seconds—just three—to acknowledge the ache in your chest before turning back to Takahashi to confirm the lighting setup. You were getting better at limiting these moments of weakness, these tiny allowances you permitted yourself. Three seconds to feel, then back to work.

Twenty-three minutes later, Izuku emerged from styling. The team had kept it subtle—just enough product in his hair to emphasize the new cut without making it look too perfect, barely-there makeup to hide the shadows under his eyes while preserving his freckles.

He was wearing a vintage All Might t-shirt, faded from years of wear, with an unbuttoned gray shirt layered over it. The combination hung just right on his frame—casual, approachable, a stark contrast to his fitted hero costume or the formal suits he wore to press conferences. It made him look softer somehow, more like the Izuku you had known for years and less like the Symbol of Peace the public saw.

"How's this?" he asked, unconsciously running a hand through his hair.

"Perfect," you said. He looked like himself—vulnerable, approachable, recognizably Izuku. "Exactly what we need."

The first few shots with the first outfit were technically flawless—the lighting, composition, and framing all perfect. But as you reviewed the initial previews Takahashi showed you, something was off. Izuku's eyes looked empty, his smile not reaching them. It was the expression of someone going through motions they had memorized rather than felt. You had seen this look before, in the days after All Might died, when he'd maintain a public face while privately crumbling.

"Something's missing," Takahashi murmured, showing you another preview. "He's hitting all the marks, but..."

You nodded, understanding immediately. "Let me talk to him before we move forward."

You approached Izuku, who was standing in the center of the set waiting for the next direction. He tilted his head slightly when he saw you walking toward him, curiosity replacing the neutral expression he had been holding for the camera. The studio lights caught the slight furrow in his brow.

"What is it?" he asked as you reached him.

"We've got a small issue," you said softly, pitching your voice low enough that the hovering assistants couldn't hear.

"With the photos?" Izuku's brow furrowed slightly. "I thought I was following Takahashi's direction."

"You are," you assured him. "You're doing everything right, technically. But...the shots aren't quite there yet."

He sighed, a hint of weariness creeping into his expression. "What do you need me to do differently?"

"It's not about doing anything differently." You stepped closer, the movement bringing you into his space in a way that felt both familiar and dangerous. After twenty years of friendship, you knew exactly how close you could stand before boundaries blurred—six inches closer than professional, six inches further than intimate. Close enough to catch the scent of his aftershave mixed with the styling products, to see the individual freckles scattered across his cheeks like constellations you had memorized but never named. "It's about letting something genuine come through. The real you."

"The real me?" His voice now carried a touch of frustration. "The face of a man whose marriage just imploded? Because I'm not sure that's going to sell magazines."

The raw honesty in his words made your chest ache. For a moment, PR strategy and professional distance fell away, leaving only the simple truth of two decades of friendship.

"No," you said quietly. "Remember that warehouse collapse last week?" 

He nodded, confusion evident in his expression.

"You spent sixteen hours digging through rubble," you continued. "Just before dawn, you found that little girl." 

His expression softened slightly at the memory. "She wasn't even crying. Just asked if her rabbit was okay."

"And you went back for that rabbit," you reminded him. "After sixteen hours of rescue work. After everyone told you to rest. After the press had packed up their cameras and gone home. You spent two more hours searching until you found that little rabbit hiding in a drainage pipe."

"I promised I'd find her rabbit, and I don't break promises," he said quietly.

The simple statement hung between you. Because that was Izuku at his core—someone who kept his promises, who showed up completely. The exact opposite of what Yui had accused him of when she asked for the divorce. The irony of it made your heart ache for him.

"That's who we need in these photos," you said softly. "Not the hero who saves cities, but the person who spends two hours looking for one rabbit because he made a promise to a child. The one who cares that deeply, who shows up that completely—even when it's hard. Especially when it's hard."

Something shifted in his expression—a softening around his eyes, the sadness giving way to something achingly genuine beneath. For a moment, you glimpsed the Izuku you had known since you were both children, before hero rankings and marriages and divorces. The person beneath all those layers.

Without thinking, you reached up to straighten the collar of his button-up shirt—an automatic gesture born from two decades of friendship. Your fingers brushed against the warm skin of his neck as you adjusted the fabric. You felt the almost imperceptible way he leaned into your touch.

The familiar gesture of you adjusting his collar brought a sense of normalcy to him. You had done this countless times before at galas, press conferences, moments when he needed grounding. Your touch was a reminder of the constants in his life when everything else felt uncertain—a small ritual between you that helped steady him amid the chaos of recent weeks.

"You don't have to be anything but honest," you told him, your voice gentler than you intended. "Just remember who you are beneath everything else," you added softly. "The person who keeps promises. Who shows up completely."

"Perfect," Takahashi breathed, camera clicking rapidly. The sudden sound of shutters made you realize you were still standing directly in front of Izuku, potentially ruining the shot.

You quickly stepped back, professional distance reasserting itself as you moved to stand just behind Takahashi. As you shifted to the sidelines, you pulled out your tablet, reviewing the shot list for the next setup, mentally preparing notes for the stylist about the second outfit.

The sudden change in Takahashi's tone made you look up from your tablet. You caught only the tail end of whatever expression had so excited the photographer–Izuku looking toward the camera with a warmth that made your breath catch.

"That's it," Takahashi said, continuing to shoot. "Whatever you're thinking about right now, stay with it."

Izuku maintained the expression, seemingly lost in thought as Takahashi continued shooting. The first outfit shots continued with Izuku now fully present in a way he wasn't before. When Takahashi showed you the new previews, the difference was striking–the same technical perfection as before, but now infused with genuine emotion that made the images come alive.

"These are incredible," you said, genuine professional pride in your voice. "Let's move to the second look while we've got this momentum."

The rest of the shoot flowed with surprising ease.

Later, as you reviewed the selects on your tablet, you noticed that the best shots from each outfit shared a similar quality–a tender vulnerability in Izuku's expression that made your heart race.

"These turned out really well," you said, showing Izuku the approved images as you both prepared to leave.

"Thanks to you," he replied simply. "You always know exactly what I need."

You dismissed his gratitude with a practiced shrug.

"Just doing my job," you said lightly, echoing the words you had said so many times before. Even to your own ears, the familiar phrase sounded hollow, too small to contain the years of friendship, of care, of quiet dedication they were meant to cover.

He looked like he wanted to say more, his gaze lingering on your face a moment too long. But your phone rang—another crisis demanding attention—and the moment passed. You fell into comfortable, familiar patterns, discussing next week's press conference as you left the studio.

That night, alone in your apartment, you found yourself returning to those photos. His eyes seemed to look right through the screen, stirring feelings you had worked so hard to keep contained.

[minxipinxi]

🎮 Love & Deepspace – One Year Later: A Deep Dive into Achievements, Controversies, and Future Hopes 🎮

Since its launch, Love & Deepspace (LADS) has evolved significantly, introducing new features, quality-of-life improvements, and (of course) sparking debates about monetization. Here's a comprehensive, detailed look at what the game has accomplished, where it shines, and where it could do better.

🌟 Major Improvements & New Features

1. Lunar Shop Overhaul 🌙

Before:

Ranking up 5★ memories only gave 50 Lunar Crystals, which felt unrewarding.

Players had no meaningful way to spend excess crystals.

Now:

Lunar Crystals can be exchanged for exclusive outfits and accessories.

The first outfit (inspired by a meme!) was a fun addition.

Problem:

Outfits cost 100 crystals per color variant: forcing players to grind (or spend) for multiple copies of 5★ memories.

The system has a finite limit: once you max out standard banner memories, crystals stop accumulating unless you pull on limited banners.

Verdict: A step in the right direction, but too restrictive. Let players unlock color variants freely!

2. Memory Growth Bonus (A Lifesaver for Leveling) 📈

Before:

Leveling memories past 60 required insane resources, making progression tedious.

Now:

A growth bonus significantly reduces the grind for multi-banner memories.

Problem:

Myth memories (solo banners) don’t benefit from this system.

High-level players still face bottlenecks when upgrading beyond 60.

Verdict: A great addition, but should be expanded to all memory types.

3. Glint Photo Booth & AR Snapshot (A Fan Favorite!) 📸

Why It’s Great:

Allows creative photo-taking with LIs and MC.

Sparked huge community engagement (players share edits, memes, and stories).

Controversy:

Some speculate this feature was only added because revenue allowed it (no official confirmation).

Raises questions about whether F2P-friendly content depends on profit margins.

Verdict: One of the best social features: hope they keep expanding it!

4. 4★ Memories with Dynamic Dates (A Mixed Bag) 💘

What Changed:

Promise Cards (paid 4★ memories) now include visual novel-style dates.

More immersive than before, but not as deep as 5★ memories.

Problems:

Paywalled: only available via the Promise system.

Some players prefer audio-only dates (like in Secret Times) for multitasking.

Verdict: Nice for spenders, but should be more accessible.

5. Hairstyles & Accessories (Cute but Costly) 💇‍♂️🐱

The Good:

New cat ears, tails, and hairstyles added customization depth where early banners bundled accessories with outfits (e.g., Yes, Cat Caretaker Event).

The Bad:

Later banners split hairstyles from outfits, forcing extra pulls (e.g., Tomorrow's Catch-22 Event) locked hairstyles behind additional gacha layers.

Verdict: A fun addition, but predatory monetization hurts player trust.

6. Abyssal Chaos (Rewarding but Flawed) ⚔️

What It Offers:

A roguelike mode with deduction puzzles, lore, and rewards.

Completing it grants ~10.7 pulls over 6-8 weeks.

Problems:

Rewards are one-time only (no refreshes).

Grindy and time-consuming—many players skip it after the first run.

Verdict: Could be much better if rewards reset bi-weekly.

7. "With Him" Room Customization (Needs More Life) 🏠

Improvements:

Expanded room size and more furniture options.

Missing Elements:

No visible LI presence (unlike Destiny Café, where they interact).

No rewards for decorating—reduces incentive to engage.

Verdict: Needs real-time LI interactions (e.g., reading, sleeping).

8. Free 20 Pulls (Thank You, CN Players!) 🎁

How It Happened:

Global received 20 free pulls only because CN servers topped revenue charts.

Proves global players rely on CN spending for rewards.

Verdict: Appreciated, but highlights global-server inequality.

9. Reruns: Good Idea, Bad Execution 🔄

The Good:

Reruns arrived earlier than expected (some gachas wait 2-3 years).

The Bad:

Myth banners only last 7 days: forcing rushed decisions.

Packs are pricier, removing budget-friendly options.

Verdict: Reruns are necessary, but FOMO tactics are unfair.

💸 The Big Issue: Aggressive Monetization

While LADS has improved gameplay, many updates push spending:

Lunar Shop = Requires dupes for outfits.

Split hairstyles = More pulls needed.

Abyssal Chaos = Rewards are too scarce.

Rerun tactics = Limited-time pressure.

How to Fix It? ✔ Bundle hairstyles with outfits. ✔ Refresh Abyssal Chaos rewards bi-weekly. ✔ Give global players more free pulls (not just CN-dependent).

🎭 Final Thoughts: Love It, But Stay Critical

LADS has grown impressively in storytelling, animation, and features. However, monetization is getting greedier, making it harder for F2P/low-spenders/dolphins to keep up.

What’s Next?

Will the developers listen to feedback and adjust?

Can they balance profit with player satisfaction?

And remember: stay vocal about fair treatment! ✊

[abhishekdigi-blog]

The Comprehensive Guide to Creating Your Express Entry Profile for Canadian Permanent Residency

As one of the most sought-after destinations for skilled professionals, Canada offers a robust immigration pathway through its Express Entry system. Designed to streamline the process for obtaining permanent residency, this points-based immigration system prioritizes candidates who can contribute to Canada’s diverse economy. This guide will walk you through the essential steps to create a successful Express Entry profile and optimize your chances of receiving an Invitation to Apply (ITA).

Understanding the Express Entry System

The Express Entry system manages applications for three key federal immigration programs:

1. Federal Skilled Worker Program (FSWP)

The FSWP is aimed at skilled workers with foreign work experience. It evaluates candidates based on factors such as education, work experience, and language proficiency.

2. Federal Skilled Trades Program (FSTP)

Designed for skilled tradespeople, the FSTP requires candidates to have a job offer or a certificate of qualification from a Canadian authority, in addition to relevant work experience.

3. Canadian Experience Class (CEC)

The CEC caters to individuals with Canadian work experience. It is ideal for those who have gained professional experience in Canada and wish to transition to permanent residency.

Eligibility Requirements

Before creating your Express Entry profile, it's crucial to ensure you meet the eligibility criteria for one of the programs listed above:

Federal Skilled Worker Program (FSWP)

Work Experience: Minimum of one year of continuous full-time or equivalent part-time work experience in a skilled occupation listed under the National Occupational Classification (NOC).

Language Proficiency: Must achieve a minimum score in an approved language test (e.g., IELTS, CELPIP, or TEF).

Education: A minimum secondary school diploma, along with a valid Educational Credential Assessment (ECA) for foreign education.

Federal Skilled Trades Program (FSTP)

Work Experience: At least two years of full-time work experience in a skilled trade.

Job Offer or Certification: A valid job offer from a Canadian employer or a certificate of qualification from a Canadian provincial authority.

Canadian Experience Class (CEC)

Work Experience: At least one year of skilled work experience in Canada within the last three years.

Language Proficiency: Must meet the minimum language requirements according to the NOC classification.

Using the Come to Canada Tool

The Come to Canada Tool available on the IRCC website is a valuable resource that helps potential applicants assess their eligibility based on individual circumstances. This tool is essential for understanding your immigration options.

Step-by-Step Process for Creating Your Express Entry Profile

Step 1: Document Preparation

Before starting your Express Entry profile, gather all necessary documents:

Valid Passport: Ensure your passport is current and valid throughout the application process.

Language Test Results: High scores in language proficiency tests are critical for maximizing your Comprehensive Ranking System (CRS) score.

Educational Credential Assessment (ECA): Obtain an ECA to validate your foreign educational qualifications through designated organizations.

Work Experience Letters: Collect reference letters from previous employers outlining your job titles, responsibilities, and employment duration, ensuring alignment with the appropriate NOC codes.

Proof of Funds: If required, provide documentation showing sufficient funds to support yourself and any dependents upon your arrival in Canada.

Step 2: Creating Your Express Entry Profile

Register for an IRCC Account: Start by creating a secure account on the IRCC portal using GCKey or a trusted Sign-In Partner.

Complete the Profile: Accurately enter your personal, educational, and employment information, ensuring consistency with your supporting documents.

Indicate Interests in Provincial Nominee Programs (PNPs): Express interest in specific PNPs, which can significantly enhance your chances of selection.

Step 3: Optimizing Your CRS Score

The Comprehensive Ranking System (CRS) allocates points based on various criteria. To enhance your score:

Language Proficiency: Consider retaking language tests if necessary to achieve better scores.

Further Education: Pursue additional qualifications or certifications to earn extra points.

Job Offers: Securing a valid job offer from a Canadian employer can add considerable points to your profile.

Provincial Nomination: Receiving a nomination from a province adds 600 points to your CRS score, significantly increasing your likelihood of receiving an ITA.

Step 4: Maintaining Your Profile

Your Express Entry profile remains valid for 12 months. Regularly update it to reflect any changes in your circumstances, such as new qualifications or improvements in your language scores.

Step 5: Receiving an ITA

If selected, you will receive an Invitation to Apply (ITA), requiring you to submit a complete application for permanent residency within 60 days. Ensure all supporting documents accurately reflect the information provided in your profile.

Common Challenges in the Express Entry Process

1. Document Preparation

Compiling necessary documentation can be time-consuming. Begin this process early to avoid potential delays, especially when obtaining reference letters from employers.

2. Language Proficiency Issues

Initial test scores may fall short of the required thresholds. Consider investing in language training and retaking the tests for improved results.

3. Changes in Personal Circumstances

Life events (e.g., marriage, new job offers) can affect your application. Promptly update your profile to maintain accuracy.

4. Risks of Misrepresentation

Submitting false information can lead to severe consequences, including bans on future applications. Ensure all details are truthful and verifiable.

Conclusion

Creating an Express Entry profile is a vital step toward achieving Canadian permanent residency. By thoroughly evaluating your eligibility, meticulously preparing your documentation, and strategically optimizing your CRS score, you can significantly improve your chances of receiving an ITA. A structured approach will facilitate your success in navigating the complexities of the Canadian immigration process, ultimately leading to a rewarding new chapter in Canada.

[ladyluscinia]

If you are getting sick of the two-party system and elections running candidates you hate, or incumbents you can't rebuke without electing someone so much worse, or partisan primaries repeatedly giving you the wing of your too-large-tent party that sucks... You need to look into making voting reform a big part of your political priorities.

Ranked Choice Voting (RCV) can be a big part of that!

And in 2024, RCV (also sometimes called IRV for "instant-runoff voting") is going to be on a lot of ballots, so check your state and get informed! Here's a list that I'm not sure is comprehensive, but I did research it for you to have somewhere to start:

First off, here's a post with some resources for you to do your ballot research with! I used Ballotpedia to look up this list, for example, after most of the RCV news only mentioned the 4 states with the most straightforward "vote yes for RCV" measures.

In Alaska... the state approved a RCV system in 2020 that has been a model success, but now the people with narrower support who lost their elections to broadly popular moderates introduced the Repeal Top-Four Ranked-Choice Voting Initiative to repeal it. This will be on the Nov 5 ballot as an Initiative, and people need to Vote No.

In Arizona... it's possible that optional RCV and a workaround RCV ban will both be on the ballot. The ban from the Legislature doesn't stop RCV but prevents the primary system often used with it - the goal is to make RCV harder to implement. It will be on the Nov 5 ballot as Proposition 133, and people need to Vote No. The Eliminate Partisan Primaries Amendment has RCV options and has turned in its signatures, so it may be on the Nov 5 ballot - Keep Watch and Vote Yes if it appears.

In Colorado... a Top-Four Ranked-Choice Voting Initiative modeled on Alaska's could bring RCV to state executive, state legislative, and congressional office elections. This may be on the Nov 5 ballot - Keep Watch and Vote Yes if it appears.

In Idaho... a Top-Four Ranked-Choice Voting Initiative modeled on Alaska's will bring RCV to Congressional office, state legislature, elective state office, and county elective office elections. This will be on the Nov 5 ballot as an Initiative (1), and people need to Vote Yes.

In Missouri... the Missouri GOP has been shoehorning in deceptive Constitutional Amendments to reduce voter influence for the past several elections. This year it's a ban on RCV hidden under a useless ban on non-citizen voting (which is already illegal and the state Constitution already says "citizens" when saying who can vote). This will be on the Nov 5 ballot as the Require Citizenship to Vote and Prohibit Ranked-Choice Voting Amendment, and people need to Vote No.

In Montana... signatures have been submitted for two separate constitutional amendments, one establishing Top-Four primaries and another requiring a majority-vote system to be implemented (which would likely be a run-off or RCV system). These may be on the Nov 5 ballot - Keep Watch and Vote Yes if they appear.

In Nevada... In 2022 the first round of a Top-Five Ranked-Choice Voting Initiative was approved by 52.94%. It has to be approved again in 2024 in order to be implemented. It will bring RCV to Congressional office, statewide executive, and state legislature elections. This will be on the Nov 5 ballot as Question 3, and people need to Vote Yes.

In Oregon... a Ranked-Choice Voting for Federal and State Elections Measure will bring RCV to Presidential, Congressional office, governor, Secretary of state, attorney general, state treasurer, and commissioner of labor and industries elections. This will be on the Nov 5 ballot as a Measure, and people need to Vote Yes.

And a bonus in South Dakota... it's not RCV, but the Top-Two Primary Elections Initiative (Amendment H) would be a significant voting reform, and it will be on the Nov 5 ballot. Do some research if you live there and decide if this would help or hinder elections.

[vexwerewolf]

Howdy! If you’re still taking lancer build requests, I could use some help. I’m stumped on how to build my Sunzi for support with a pinch of controller, and find myself asking “How would Dr. Valentinian do it?”

I was informed that you requested my advice on loadouts. Having now read your request, I feel as if you may be labouring under the misapprehension that I believe there's one correct loadout for all situations - allow me to assure you that no such loadout exists, nor do I believe that it does.

My ethos as regards the equipment choice for a mechanised chassis depends entirely upon the mission briefing and available intelligence. Who are we fighting? What chassis do they pilot? Are we outnumbered, or do we outnumber them? What are the strengths and weaknesses of both individuals within the opposing force and the opposing force as a whole? It goes without saying that these considerations will drastically affect my decisions as regards what equipment I bring with me.

Additionally, I am by no means an expert pilot. My speciality is blinkspace physics, with a secondary expertise in developing mechanised chassis. The majority of my children outpace me in piloting skill; I'm sure they could give you a far more comprehensive answer on this subject than I could.

All of this being said, I doubt you'd be satisfied without a straight answer, so allow me to humour you with the following loadout. I suppose you'll want me to name it as well, won't you? Very well - call this Sleipnir.

-- HA Sunzi @ LL6 -- [ LICENSES ] HA Sunzi 3, HORUS Minotaur 2, HORUS Goblin 1 [ CORE BONUSES ] The Lesson of the Open Door, Improved Armament [ TALENTS ] Skirmisher 3, Demolitionist 3, Grease Monkey 2, House Guard 1 [ STATS ] HULL:2 AGI:2 SYS:2 ENGI:2 STRUCTURE:4 HP:16 ARMOR:1 STRESS:4 HEATCAP:9 REPAIR:4 TECH ATK:+3 LIMITED:+1 SPD:5 EVA:9 EDEF:10 SENSE:15 SAVE:16 [ WEAPONS ] FLEX MOUNT: Warp Rifle MAIN/AUX MOUNT: Assault Rifle / Nexus (Light) [ SYSTEMS ] Personalizations, Blink Charges x4, Metafold Carver, H0R_OS System Upgrade I, Final Secret

Oh, you want me to explain it to you as well? I suppose I have time.

Sleipnir leverages synergies between the crude but effective blinkspace technologies developed by HORUS and the far more refined technologies I developed for the Sunzi frame. Metafold Carver's "Ophidian Trek" is an infinitely repeatable teleport that can be used to instantly rescue an ally from danger at up to range 15 simply by targeting them.

This revolves around the fact that you can target an ally with an invade and they can choose to make it automatically succeed; you don't even bother rolling dice to see how far you teleport them, because your Safe Harbor trait allows you to designate spaces adjacent to you (and this area expanded by the first rank of House Guard) as the endpoint of any teleport that affects an ally.

If you wish to pull an enemy out of position, you can use the same trick with your Blink Anchor; simply invade them using "Ophidian Trek," and then redirect them. This allows you to continue pulling enemies out of position even when your Blink Charges have been expended.

Speaking of Blink Charges, the Demolitionist talent also makes them more versatile, as they can now push enemies around (you choose the order of effects, meaning you can teleport an enemy and then push them back, allowing you to decide the exact direction of the knockback) and you can use them as mines without fear of losing limited charges.

I shouldn't need to explain to you the raw utility of the H0R_OS v1 system. If I do, you probably aren't competent enough to be piloting a mech.

That's all for now. I hope this was illuminating for you. As for me, I must get back to work.

[the-label-sanctuary]

・₊✧𝘈 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘺｡｡｡ -`♡´-

♡RESPECTED PERSON♡

✧A Respected Person (RP) is a Special Person attachment experienced by those with Narcissistic Personality Disorder  (NPD). This is the rung on the ladder of a person with NPD (pwNPD)’s 'ranking system' (explained below) that the pwNPD respects. This rung is usually placed somewhere between or even blurred with the top rungs (Anything above Average Person). An RP is someone the pwNPD admires or sees worthy enough to be given courtesy. ✧

✧Within NPD there is a mental “Ranking System” in comparison to the pwNPD. This can also occur naturally, if not chosen by the pwNPD themself. This ranking system is by no means the only kind, but it sets a good example.✧

✧Chosen Person (Chp): Someone of higher status than the pwNPD✧

✧Equal Person (Ep): Someone of equal Status to the pwNPD.✧

✧Respected person (RP) : Defined above✧

✧Worthy Person (Wp): Someone worthy to be a Chp or an Ep but not there yet.✧

✧Adequate Person (Adp): Above average.✧

✧Average Person (Avep): The average human being. ✧

✧Lowlife/Devalued Person (Devp): A person who has been devalued to the point they are beneath average.✧

✧Unranked Person (Unrp): Someone who isn't part of their hierarchy system.✧

For a full list of Special Person terms, I made this doc for a comprehensible list. If you'd like to use my PD flags as emojis, I made this discord server with them as heart emojis! (Originally made to react to my SPs messages)

DISCLAIMER: All of these terms already have existed in the community before I posted them. If you have genuine questions or concerns, feel free to reach out and I will try to work with you! These terms are meant to be inclusive of ALL experiences I have heard of or experienced myself, so I have no issue adding things if necessary. These posts are meant to be short and sweet descriptions, not full deep delves on what each means! Feel free to make your own deep dives posts about your own experiences with these and @ me, I’ll definitely repost as long as they’re done in a respectful manner. 

[dreaming-hibi]

In my quest to better understand the dying will flames’ system in KHR, I once again went into a deep dive of both the manga and the anime (as I have few other sources to consult). I immediately got derailed by the rings. 

I began my search at the very beginning of the future arc, considering that’s where most of the explanation on the dying will flames is, and found some interesting facts about the rings before I found anything about the flames. The interesting facts opened a can of worms I had purposefully decided to overlook many times, but now it was open so dig in I did!

In chapter 139, Lal explains the rules of fighting in the future. Fights in the future are fought with rings and boxes, completely changing the whole fight aspect of KHR going from there. Anyway, 

「リングはマフィアの黎明期に暗黒時代を生きぬくために」

“At the beginning of the mafia, the rings were (used) to survive in its dark age.” = when the mafia started, the purpose of the rings was for survival (perhaps through legitimization of the power? as rings are passed from one generation to the other, especially from boss to boss)

「先人達が闇の力との契約を交わしたことの象徴だと思われてきた・・・」

“It has been considered to be a symbol of a pact made between our ancestors and the forces of darkness” = the rings were so weird and mysterious that everyone thought they were forged from a satanic ritual

「だが沈黙の掟に守られてきたマフィアのリングには 人知を超えた力が宿っていたんだ」

“However the mafia rings, which were protected by the vow of silence (omertà), held a power far beyond human comprehension” = only the mafia rings protected by the omertà hold powers, and these powers are beyond human understanding

Lal points out that Tsuna and Gokudera must have seen the rings light up with flames at least once. And while she’s interrupted when she tries to explain that the rings are capable of more than just that, it’s obvious that she was hinting at the rings’ ability to open boxes. Lal’s explanation makes it very clear that only MAFIA RINGS are capable of… er, lighting up. So what do we understand from this? 

Mafia rings are made with a special conductive material, which automatically transforms wave energy into visible dying will flames. This material is not found in common rings, something which simultaneously answers a lot of questions and rises just as many. 

You can’t accidentally light up a wedding ring or a candy toy ring just because it’s a ring and you know how to use dying will flames

Where the hell is everyone finding all these rings? 

 If they’re not finding them and actually making them (implied by Gokudera’s Skull Rings used for his Sistema C.A.I), how come everyone seems to know the recipe for making these rings but still consider them “Oh so mysterious”? 

Who the fuck crafted all these rings? And still is! (cause the Varia gets some custom-made rings)

Further down the line, we also get a ranking system for the rings, with E-rank being a low grade ring and an A-rank being the highest grade of ring, and the Tri-ni-sette being OVER RANK-A (basically SS). Considering the Tri-ni-sette was made from the seven stones supporting the Earth, it’s obvious how they would be of superior quality — which to me honestly just confirms that the mafia rings as a whole are made with a special material, not on par with the seven stones but somehow similar material.

So, the difference in quality of rings is probably due to: 

High quality material (A-rank) vs low quality material (E-rank) (it’s the same principle as choosing which material to use for a normal ring, some are more durable while others tarnish easily so think of it like that)

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Where was I going with this?