#eris charge

[badaceattorney]

Character Idea: defense attorney whose gimmick is similar to Psyche Locks except instead of figuring out what they’re lying about with logic, you just have to figure out which insults would be the most hurtful to that particular person until they break down and cry. Her name is Eris Charge

[angelof-thevoid]

Favorite Ship / Supernova

(disclaimer: i hc eris morn with they/them pronouns)

Lately, things have been calm and she got her paperwork for the day done sooner than usual, so with the free time Ikora decided it would be nice to have a spontaneous date. She sends a message to Eris, hoping they aren’t busy at the moment. At least, far as she knew there shouldn’t be anything taking up their time. After a few moments Ikora smiles when her screen lights up with a response.

-

It’s a cool, clear night where you’d swear you could see every star in the galaxy that wasn’t eclipsed by the moonlight. A sight like this wasn’t possible in the last city, and seldom did Ikora get the chance to venture out of it. Duty was a chain and it kept her not too far from the city, but in the rare chances she had the opportunity she wanted to take advantage.

Setting down a blanket on the side of a hill, Ikora places two comfortable, large pillows she had against the incline. Eris patiently stood by, their form illuminated by the light of the moon as they looked up to the sky. She wondered how much hive eyes could pick up on the distant pin-pricks of light, having been told they weren't the same as human ones. If you compared it to human vision, technically you could say they were blind.

Nonetheless, they mentioned their way of “seeing” just works differently now. They still had a sense of their surroundings, even knew the distance between themselves and the moon. An odd thing to be precognitive of but they chalked it up to it being the birthplace of their transformation, when Eris became kin to the very enemy they sought the end of.

How things have changed. Outside of that Eris had a sensitivity to paracausality which gave her a refined sense of other guardians as well as the shape of their light, despite being without. Strange changes, but not without some benefits. Ikora reaches over to gently bump her hand against theirs to catch Eris’ attention without startling them. As if much could startle them anymore.

“Finished?” Eris asks as they turn to look at Ikora who nods, the pair’s hands linking together as they settle onto the cozy patch. They lean back, side by side with hands still intertwined and multiple points of contact between their bodies. Silence hung in the air for a short time as they enjoyed the view, until Ikora broke it with a question. One she had long wondered about since Eris’ ascent from the Hellmouth. 

“Do you miss it?” She softly questions, gently squeezes Eris’ hand with her thumb rubbing against the length of theirs. “Miss what?” They reply after a short second. “The light. What you were, before-” Ikora stops herself choosing not to say the rest. 

A contemplative pause, “It doesn’t matter now, does it? It happened. All I can do is move forward in spite of it.” That solemn answer cuts straight through Ikora’s question with a knife’s edge. She turns her head toward Eris who continues, “Nothing good comes from dwelling on what’s missing.” and then a little quieter. “Do you wish I was unchanged?” 

Ikora frowns and quickly sits up, turning her whole body towards them. “I only wish for you to return from the things you hunt every time, safe and sound.” Eris gazes at her as she leans over to rest a hand against their cheek. “It doesn’t matter, as long as you’re still here.” She gives Eris an affectionate smile.

Eris’ own lips quirk up as they sit up as well, faces hovering inches apart before they make the first move to kiss Ikora. It lasts mere seconds as they slowly break apart but still close enough to feel each other’s breath. “In my darkest, loneliest moments, I miss the presence of your light over mine.” 

To think, after everything that’s happened including losing the light, Eris would rather have Ikora leaves her feeling a certain way. She feels the void open its empty maw in her chest, wanting to devour her heart over the proclamation. “Do you?” Ikora breathes out, letting the void energy trickle through her fingertips against Eris’ cheek.

Eris’ shivers a little from the sensation as they turn their face more into her hand, the ever present dark tears dissipate against Ikora’s radiant light. “I do.” Almost reluctantly, they retreat from the physical contact to look Ikora full on when they ask, “Show me your light.”

It comes out not as a question but like a lover’s request for their partner to share their body. And traveler save her, she finds herself bending easily to it. Usually Ikora wasn’t for unnecessary displays of her light, but she couldn’t resist Eris. So she adjusts into a kneeled position and brings her hands to hover in front of her mid-air.

Fluorescent violet light begins to form in a small, concentrated ball between her hands, steadily growing in size and luminescence. Ikora envisions in her mind pouring the void into a container, particles being shifted in an even circular motion that continues to slowly get bigger. 

It’s the size of a kick ball when she decides to stand up, purple light shining its hue across the two of them. Eris watches the nova bomb increase further and further until Ikora has to lift it over her head and release it up toward the sky, flying up and up to a seemingly impossible height until it explodes like a collapsing star.

Like a firework streaks of void shoot outward from the center and leave glittering trails of void as the bolts try and fail to find a target, thus bursting into smaller showers of purple that sparkle amongst the starry sky. An imprint of the void lingers like the burn of an afterimage from a too bright light.

“Beautiful.” Eris says in appreciation. Ikora sits back down with them as they reach out to grab her hand and trace it, making her shiver in return. She pulls their hand up to her mouth and kisses the knuckles of it, huffing a short laugh. “I’m glad you can still find beauty in the light.”

[robertsbarbie]

the grandparents in this movie are genuinely evil like what they’ve done literally makes me sick to my stomach

[blowflyfag]

Susceptible to propaganda only if it glows in the dark

[chryzuree]

okay, well, chrysijacks sleeping beauty au where the things jacks has to fight through to get to chrysi are her own nightmares. he shows up to where she is in her actual dreams and he’s annoyed by how fucked up her dreams are. he had to fight beasts he didn’t know could exist!! the fuck is wrong with you, chrysi?!

[taylorswiftdebut]

like like like ‘did you have to hit me where i’m weak? baby i couldn’t BREATHE’ and ‘it’s so sad to think about the good times’ and ‘still got scars on my back from YOUR knife’ and ‘if you’re coming my way just don’t’ and ‘you say sorry just for show’ and AND ‘now we’ve got problems and i don’t think we can solve them’ and the echoes in the last chorus of ‘look what you’ve done’ and ‘ooh oh no!’

[wanderingchocolateeclair]

*head in hands* ough….

[thewizardprincessau]

i just realized princess eri is the manager of both the horticultural and performing sectors of the castle which is so cute considering theyre half burmelian, the kingdom based around plants and the arts. i swear that was completely unintentional

[chameleon-sting]

forced overtime level 2 turns hades into a horror game

[sosehpad]

La sécurité des Ehpad face au variant Eris : une préoccupation grandissante

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La pandémie de Covid-19, qui a bouleversé le monde entier, a mis en lumière de nombreuses failles dans nos systèmes de santé. Parmi les plus vulnérables face à cette crise, les résidents des Ehpad ont été particulièrement touchés. Aujourd’hui, avec l’émergence du variant Eris, la question de la sécurité sanitaire dans ces établissements se pose avec encore plus d’acuité. Depuis le début de la…

[asexual-levia-tan]

the rituals are intricate btw

[pridepoisoned]

daphne vibecheck! an unusual human, but not entirely a stranger. she has seen her around before, but she never seems too eager to offer treats or scritches. maybe next time she will be more adamant to ask for those.

Dealings between Rocket and Devon were still in their tentative stages, with both organizations still sizing each other up and measuring the benefits of a secret partnership (both had valuable resources, images to maintain, and careful tracks to cover after all!)

Meetings with Rocket's leader were very rare, but almost always productive, and of course Eris took note of the well-groomed Persian prowling expectantly around the office, took note of how Giovanni wordlessly doted on the Pokemon during her pro-Devon pitches. It was easy to see that they were very close.

So, following their last discussion, Eris had a special order placed for gourmet seafood treats from a luxury brand in Alola, the weirdest purchase yet on Devon's company card. Lesson learned--she'd be prepared for their next meeting.

If taking good care of Daphne brought her even a bit closer to Giovanni, closer to this powerful business partnership...then Eris had no problem pulling out all the stops.

[phant0mth1ef]

scary? my god, you’re divine.

-

in this day and age, quirks were anything but uncommon. each person posessed a unique ability that would allow them to enhance their physical prowess, and although many pro heroes were powerful women, there weren’t many with powerful quirks.

you however, you were the exception. a product of dr. garaki, an experiment that he’d toyed with before he ultimately joined all for one, leaving your family behind in the process.

he’d used shigaraki as his blueprint when creating you, since all for one had been a side job at that point. he’d utilized the embers gathered from shigaraki & implanted them into your body, trying to see what your quirk would manifest as once you were old enough.

in that sense, you and shigaraki tomura were the same. your quirk was the ability to destroy anything, aside from liquids, so long as your five fingers laid on it. it was essentially a carbon copy of decay, the only difference is that you were the wielder.

so when bakugou had seen you charge at shigaraki, hand spread out and ready to attack, his eyes shined with something he’d never felt before as his stomach churned slightly.

he’d remembered the time you’d spent in the common room with each other, either reading or scrolling on your separate phones in silence.

he’d remembered how you were careful to never fully rest your hand on anything. how your hand would always ghost over eri’s shoulder, not touching it out of fear that you’d harm the girl. even during physical combat, you’d never utilize your hands because you didn’t want to hurt your opponent.

after the war ended, you’d both been out a lot. with each other. and when he reached for your hand, you quickly yanked it away, afraid.

“stop. i don’t wanna hurt you.” you mumbled, your hands falling at your sides.

he grabbed your hand again, this time his grip strong, he intertwined three of his fingers with three of your own, your other two unused fingers resting at your side comfortably, the cool breeze causing them to move ever so slightly.

“i’m not scared, dumbass. i know you don’t wanna hurt me.”

and all you could do was smile at the boy. the first boy who hadn’t been scared of you or your ability.

[robertsbarbie]

obviously she can’t be heartbroken like she was when she originally recorded it but it is a bit disappointing that back to december doesn’t have as much emotion in :(

[dolche-tejada]

You know, I think this ending would have been slightly less of a fucking disappointment if the heroes hadn't been so unfairly favored by Horikoshi compared to the villains. I mean, seriously

Deku destroys every bone in his body multiple times throughout the story and is warned that if he continues, he'll permanently lose the use of his limbs ? Everything's fine, his body's just got used to being reduced to a bloody pulp somehow so there's no consequences for him. In fact even when he literally loses his arms to Shigaraki, he gets them back two minutes later thanks to Eri because guess what ? Her horn still works even when cut off from her body. How convenient.

Gran Torino gets his ribcage obliterated by Shigaraki ? Don't worry guys, he'll survive that despite his old age and injuries, and this to have no particular role in the plot afterwards.

Bakugo dies heroically trying to buy time before Deku arrives ? Lmao, did you really believe it ?? No of course not, Edgeshot just uses his last-minute Deus Ex Machina to save his life at the cost of his own and- Oops nope he's fine too, my bad !

Hawks murders a criminal fleeing for his life in cold-blood ? The best Hori has to offer is him completely free and in charge of the HSPC.

And no, losing his quirk isn't a real consequence for him because not only it literally played a major part in saving the world with Vestige!Hawks raising an insurrection among AFO's quirks, but also because his quirk has always been the element through which people exploited him.

Endeavor abused his family for years and completely destroyed his eldest son ? No jail time and no media backlash for that, the only blame he received was due to the heroes' failure to stop the League during the Raid Arc.

And don't even get me started on this bs about facing hell or whatever for what he's done : He's literally free and wealthy ; he have Rei, Fuyumi, Shoto, his sidekicks and Hawks on his side ; and all the difficulties he's apparently going to suffer are off-screened.

Deku had to sacrifice OFA and his future hero career to save the world ? Guess what, Bakugo invested all his time and money to make him an Iron-Man suit and now he can still be a hero with everyone else.

There are plenty more examples of this but I think you get the idea. Now let's take a look at the villains' ending :

Toya is now a piece of charcoal kept artificially alive for the few years he has left, unable to move a finger, and whose few minutes a day during which he can stay awake will be spent talking to his father who abused him as a child.

Toga, a literal teenager, killed herself to save Ochako and because she knew it's still better than rotting at Tartarus her whole life.

And not only did she die but she did by bleding to death. Let me repeat for those who have trouble grasping what I've just said : In a manga where the heroes can survive having their heart blown to bits, being impaled Kakyoin-style or smashed against buildings like a fly on a windshield, one of the main antagonists died of a fucking hemorrhage…

As for Shigaraki, after learning that his very birth and all the tragedies of his life have been orchestrated by AFO, after all this development and narrative promises about him being saved in the end... Deku just kills him.

Because despite all his speeches about saving him, it seems like the best he could do was beating him both physically and mentally until he crumbles to dust…

Compress on his side is apparently locked up for life and kept alive by machines too.

A begging Kurogiri tried in a desperate attempt to save Shigaraki, only to be unceremoniously blown up by Bakugo and dying off-screen without anyone giving a shit, including Aizawa and Mic.

And Spinner will now spend the rest of his life struggling with the extra quirks inside him that affect his body and mind, while having to cope with the thought that his boyfriend best friend and companions have either died alone or are locked away for life in horrifying circumstances.

Clearly not the same as with the heroes...

Now don't get me wrong, even if they suffered just as much from the consequences of their actions or the plot as the League, this ending would still be a disaster in terms of writing but AT LEAST it wouldn't reek that much of hypocrisy.

[nebarious]

Rhys: az I leave you in charge of my sister. make sure she doesn't say something to offend someone

Cass: bad idea rhys

Rhys: what do you mean?

Cass: who do you think encouraged her to speak her mind in autumn?

Azriel: in my defence she has a point

Rhys: so you let her tell beron that the only thing he gave his sons is trauma?

Cass: and there is no way that they got their looks from him because he is so hideous she almost thought he is one of eris hounds?

Azriel: tell me you don't think the same?

Cass: to be fair eris looks like he agreed