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sublimecatgalaxy · 4 months

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would you write something for johanna (thg) x fem!reader where the others (like peeta, katniss, finnick etc.) always see the tough sarcastic sides to her, but then they see her around her gf (reader) whos really soft and gentle like opposites of her and they see that shes johannas soft spot? sorry for the terrible english!

Bestie I love this, let's imagine together that district 13 is fine and not run by a crazy bitch alright? LMAO I love writing non-canon for the hunger games people cuz they can all be together and happy :)

When Johanna and the others were rescued from the capital and we were all reunited, people noticed a difference in her compared to how she was before. She was still herself, witty, with dark humor, beautiful even without her long, silky hair. But there was a new side to her that most people, other than Finnick, never saw.

That's the side that she showed when she's with me.

We met nearly a month after her first games. She was on her victory tour and I was a painter in District two and she would say that I caught her eye from the crowd, so much that she had to find me and ask for my name and an address that she could write to me.

No one would really imagine her as a romantic but damn the girl was good and she swept me off my feet in only a few months. She wrote to me, sure, her last letter coming in right before the quarter quell. When we found out that she would be reaped again and brought back into the place that brought her so much torment- neither of us could comprehend it.

I thought I was never going to see her again.

That was until she had a friend of hers, a peace keeper in my district, sneak me out of my district and into thte capital where I could see her and I did. We spent the night together and that's when she told me about the plan to get Katniss and the others out of the arena. She also informed me of the greatest secret that they were all keeping- Discrict 13 was alive and well and ready to accommodate the pressure and stress of a full revolution.

When I found out that she was taken by the capital, my whole world fell apart. It was probably the only thing that Katniss and I were able to bond over, the fact that our lovers were in the clutches of President Snow and being used as propoganda. It was horrible.

So when it was agreed upon that they would be rescued, I jumped at the opportunity to go with Gale and help them in the process of getting them out of the capital, no matter what it took.

When we finally reunited in the jet, it was like the whole world stopped. As if every piece of me that was missing was finally back in it's right spot, like a missing puzzle piece she was finally back in my arms.

"It's kind of cute that they could do this." Johanna whispers in my ear, watching Finnick and Annie dance around in circles in the middle of a huge, loving crowd. I turn to her with a fond smile and nod, leaning into her the slightest bit as Katniss approaches us with a sarcastic smile on her lips, as always.

"You two look couple-y." She chuckles and I smile, clutching onto Johanna's hand that rests on my thigh and I feel her tense up as if she's taking it personally.

"That's what happens when you're a couple, genius." She snaps with a sarcastic tone and I huff, giving her a gentle bump with my shoulder and she mutters a quiet 'sorry' under her breath.

"I'm just saying, after everything we've been through, it's nice to see you actually act like a nice person." There's a pause for a moment, as if the two of them are finally understanding each other and instead of passive aggression, Johanna responds differently, taking even me off guard.

"Yeah well she brings it out in me like Peeta does with you." My heart warms for a moment as she sends me a small smile, her cheeks blushed in a deep red and her chin dips downward to conceal it.

"That's really sweet actually." Katniss sits beside me with a huff, motioning to the crowds of people in front of us that are cheerfully dancing and singing around the happy couple. "You guys don't dance?"

"I do, she doesn't." I jut my thumb in Johanna's direction but she just laughs and turns to me with an unconvinced look.

"You could convince me but you haven't asked."

"Please dance with me." I nearly immediately beg, standing up out of my chair so I can grab her hands and tug her towards the dancefloor, wanting nothing more than for people to see her happy and loved, especially Finnich given how much he worries for Johanna.

"Yes, ma'am." She sighs and turns to throw a wink at Katniss who just laughs and claps her hands at us.

"Wow, you're whipped."

"Pipe down, Everdeen."

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meglosthegreat · 6 months

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DLC in RPGs Poll

Since my previous poll was so much fun, I decided I'd put out another one!

How many of you have had the pleasure of booting up a game years after its original launch and getting overwhelmed with a bunch of prompts to start DLC that your low-level character is in no way ready for? Or come back to a game with newly-released DLC that you have to reload an old save prior to the endgame to complete? And how many times have you had to google "[Game title] when to do DLC?"

DLC in RPGs tend to occupy a strange space. These are games which, at their base level, are attempting to tell a complete story through their original runtime. So how do you go about expanding on that story without detracting from the original work? What, in your opinion, is the most effective way to introduce DLC?

**Please note, in this case I am referring specifically to "story" DLC: Major expansions that provide several hours' worth of playtime, as opposed to minor downloadable add-ons.**

[Examples and propoganda below]

Must be played before endgame: a.k.a. the Obsidian way. Here, DLC is either given early on, or gated gradually behind levels as the player progresses, but in either case, must be completed before finishing the base game. Pros - if you want your base game's story to drastically alter world events, this is the way to go. Cons - can greatly disrupt the flow of the base game's story and cause the overall experience to drag.

Playable anytime, pre or post-endgame: The most flexible option, usually giving the player a prompt to start the DLC at some point in the base game and then letting them complete it up into the endgame. Pros - the most freedom is given to the player here. Cons - this is the only option which requires the game to have a playable endgame state, which may not always gel with the story and requires more resources to develop.

Playable post-endgame only: This usually comes in the form of a DLC that extends the main story, or leads into the next instalment of the franchise. Pros - No need to worry about disrupting the main story's flow, or establishing an endgame state, since you can launch directly into the DLC. Cons - greatest likelihood that players will complain about the game's "real" ending being paywalled, plus you risk undermining the ending of the main story.

No major DLC: These games usually focus on improving the base game with small additions and patches over time. Pros - no need to worry about any of the above problems. Cons - there are no chances to further expand or iterate upon elements of the base game, plus the game might not have as much longevity.

Any other thoughts or methods I may have missed, please let me know in the tags!

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melonpalooza · 11 months

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Round 1 Propoganda!

@tmnt-crossover-polls

This one shot is in set in Chapter 28!

Synopsis: Upon his return, both Michelangelo and April decide that it would be best to move and raise the kids away from center of the city.

The more rounds I progress, the more snippets ya'll get. Eventually, I'll post the whole thing on AO3 as like a last hurrah - aka when I'm desperate lol.

“We should move,” she said, taking a sip from her tea. “Move? Move where?” Casey asked. Michelangelo nodded. “Somewhere quiet,” he suggested. Away from all the fighting, was the silent addition. “Exactly,” April agreed. “Like the outskirts.” “Wha—? What are you two saying? We can’t just leave the people,” Casey countered, her brows knitted in frustration. “I’m not stopping you from protecting the people,” April responded. “I just think it’d be better for the kids if we move somewhere further from the center of the city, away from where all the action is.” Michelangelo could see Casey-Marie physically deflate, but was surprised that she didn’t protest. The conversation was deemed finished once the tea ran out and everyone turned in for the night. At least, they would have, if it weren’t for the fact that one of the tots started to cry. Casey-Marie automatically reacted. Under normal circumstances, this would have been her turn to check on the children. She started to make her way towards the nursery, before April stopped her by a gentle hold on her wrist. “I’ll take care of it, Case. You go rest,” she told her daughter. Casey shot a glance at Michelangelo before nodding and excusing herself for the night. April turned her attention to the senior turtle. “And that goes for you too, big guy.” “What, are you going to tuck me in like the good old days?” April snorted at the suggestion. “Do you want me to?” “I think I can handle it,” Mike chuckled.

#discord admin propaganda #tmnt fanfic #the last ronin becomes a discord admin #but ironically no mentions of discord in this one shot

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sparkliest-bard-bracket · 7 months

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cough cough

is this a response to that meme? Perhaps. Not meant as an attack btw, just want to bring some things to...light. (hehe, see what i did there? ....i'll see myself out)

Apollo Propoganda:

Contrary to popular belief, Apollo's love life is not as tragic or awful as people think. There's a whole post talking about it in fact. I would give a summary of it but it is looooong. Long story short, over 60% of his relationships end quite well and on good terms. 11% died, but 2% were apotheosized - meaning they were resurrected and made immortal.

Here's the link: https://www.tumblr.com/apollosgiftofprophecy/729992770117353472?source=share

Secondly, while he may not be the OG god of the sun, he is still the god of light no matter what :) In Greece, he brought the light of the sun to earth while Helios drives the sun chariot across the sky. When Rome came knocking and started conflating their gods with Greece's, Helios and Apollo got conflated with each other.

Also, Apollo eventually became The Most Important god in Rome - so important infact, that emperors claimed they were him incarnate.

Thirdly, he's bisexual as fuck. or pansexual. either/or, doesn't matter what label or even if he would use a label, all that matters is that he crushes on any and all genders.

Also contrary to popular belief, Apollo does not smite people on the regular. That's more Zeus's thing, tbh.

His songs do not make people sad, otherwise he wouldn't be playing in the halls of Olympus itself, nor would he jam out with the Nine Muses and his twin. Orpheus was the one playing sad songs after his wife died (rip).

Python was a deadly, horrifying earth-dragon that took over the Oracle of Delphi, Apollo's grandmother's sacred place, and Python also proceeded to chase Apollo's mother across the earth. At four days old he challenged the serpent and slaughtered it.

Like a boss.

Apollo may be the god of prophecy, but that does not mean he brings tragedy upon everyone who seeks the counsel of Delphi. All his priestess does is warn them of what's to come, and lo and behold, the idiots create their doom themselves. He's a guardian of prophecy, not its creator/controller.

Also, Apollo doesn't have a lot of enemies??? IDK where that came from, because he's The Most Popular god. Greece loved him, Troy loved him, he's Zeus's favorite son, ect ect. Culturally speaking, Apollo was very integral in the life of Greece because he's the god of freaking civilization itself. He's pretty darn important and loved.

really his only confirmed enemy is Python. He has animosity with Eros, but that's really it. He's BFFs with Hermes, he and Artemis jam out at Delphi, he trusts Dionysus with the care of Delphi during the winter season, need I go on?

And finally...the hair? Uh...just read any classical myth that mentions Apollo's hair. Poets rave about how splendid, how gorgeous it is. He kept his hair unshorn. It was golden, making it sparkly. What more do you want?

anyway. that concludes my propaganda :)

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popculturebuffet · 6 months

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Monthly Muppet Madness: Survival Street Review: Brought to You by the Letter's F and C for Fuck Captalisim (Comission for WeirdKev27)

Today's review is courtsey of viewers like you.. specifically you. Kevin. Thank you

Hello all you happy people and welcome back to Monthly Muppets Madness, my look at all things muppety. And after last month's adventure with mean green mother's from outer space, we're back to more felty corners of the muppet globe with Surivial Street, a 4 issue mini series from 2022 by the writing team of James Asmus and Jim Fesante with art by Abbylay Kussainov.

Asmus is a longtime comic book writer whose work I have read before with his decent runs on Gambit, Quantum and Woody and All New Inhumans. He also co-wrote the second arc of Robert Kirkman's Thief of Theives. So while not someone I seek out, he's a solid writer.

As you can guess by the title and that awesome cover, Survival Street is a parody of Seasame Street, though heavily on the affectionte side: it's very clear from the writing Asmus really loves the show and it's goals of free education for children who might not have acess to it and teaching love and kindness are core to this book.

That said Survival Street is also over the top as hell. It's messages are as subtle as a brick to the head saying "Corproations Bad' and a lot of the book can come off as

Okay some are.. but most of them probably aren't going to listen to their bullshit being called out in the first place, let alone by muppets. The question is can this book ballance it's over the top satire with it's heart, fairly well thought out characters and comedy? Find out under the cut won't you?

We open with America: A Timeline. In 2025 in this timeline, Jury's out on ours, the Supreme Court voted to make Corporations able to run for public office. Naturally this backfired and soon corprations pulled their money out from other candidates and ran themselves, and by 2028 they've taken over the country, privitazed everything and in our proper oppening scene, invade Salutation Street, our Seasame Street expy and shut it down. It's also clear there's rampant anti-muppet xenophobia in this universe, something that will only grow worse as we cut to present day: 2031, in New Best America TM.

It's in this new corprate hellscape we meet our heroes who are traveling around america in an RV. Driving it is an expy of Gordon, Mr. Burton whose dealing with a checkpoint. As it turns out though roads are now privitazed and upon seeing a family hassled over this, our grover stand-in, Herbert decides to take a more hands on approach

This does save the people there.. but is quickly used as propoganda by the local fox news stand in. Because of a course a corporate hellscape still has fox news, every hellscape needs one or it's just not a hellscape. Their anchor is Irma, our ernie stand in, who spouts out the usual racist drivel but about muppets this time. I do like the touch of having the two headed monster be their right and left wing commentators.

We then ove to the a-plot: Junior, the president is auctoning off detained children of illegal immigrants to the highest bidder in florida, with our heroes sneaking in to stop this via the global warming flooded ocean outside.

I mean a bunch of rich assholes auctoning off children is both plausable and has likely actually happened, but it dosen't make that funny or entertaining. Junior himself is, from saying his assitant asking about his medication he stole from his daughter is a HIPPA violation to how over the top he is and it keeps things from being too GET IT GET IT CAPTALISIM BAD GET IT. It's enoguh to take me out but not enoguh to make me leave.

So our ABC team break in and we properly meet them all as they make their way through. And since the comic has really fun intro captions for each of them...

Their leader, Bert stand in and the one holding the brain cell

Kind to a fault and mostly a "master of disguise" because he's the only human they have.

Like Burton we've seen him before. Explosives expert with a short fuse. ANd god I love that gag: it's so damn dark and it should not work but it does.

Our Cookie Monster with traces of Zoey given the pigtails. I also thought Elmo but we'll meet our equilvent for him in isue 3. Kind, good at inflitration but struggling with staying clean.

Our big bird, a good strong boy whose basically big bird if he was a grown man and could also suplex you.

Their tech guy and oscar the grouch.

Our heroes begin their plan once they get it: THey found about this thanks to a fellow muppet calling for help, so now their inside they can excute the plan: Gurgle and their inside man will use card scanners that burton stole and rigged to steal all the money from the auction, explaning how they keep funded when public funding no longer exists. Hippy resuces the prisoners using his massive strength to free the kids and his kindness to help calmly guide them out, and Herbert.. nearly snaps and kills everyone and everything in his path after finding out these bastards are using the children for their organs. Thankfully Birdie is able to calm him down in one of my faviorite jokes of the mini

It's what makes this work: while the satire is about as subtle as a chainsaw through your front door wielded by a screaming goat man, the muppets in the thick of it.. still ACT like muppets on seasame street. They still have the same kindness and sensiblities.. it's just tempered into bloody action by being the only source of hope and freedom in a dystopian hellscape.

Birdie and Tony set up signal jammers so they can hyjack the procedings.. only to find out that Irma is here, gladly promoting this shit show like any republican. Birdie is naturally just the slightest bit livid her ex is promoting child organ farming but she soon has bigger issues.... desert is being served early.. and ice cream is present.

And with that Gurgle is exactly no days sober of ice cream and shit officallly hit the fan. On the bright side Shit is our word of the day. So at least there's that. Anyways our heroes are soon outgunned and out manned, with Birdie barely saving gurgle by tearing herself open and using her string to sew her up, but the two are soon cornered and Birdie does the whole save yourself i'll hold them back routine. Thankfully , Herbet dosen't listen well and when , as seen in the panels above, told not to go out loud.. he didn't listen. He rigged the place with explosives, blows up the wall holding out the water real good and floods the bitch. Our heroes valantly escape, but not before Hippy beats the every loving shit out of Junior, showing he may be nice but he has limits.

Birdie however makes a late exit as she and Irma have some words, with Birdie hyjacking her limo. So Birdie, needing some answers... asks irma a very important question

I love this page.. mostly for making Irma a more complex villian. She could easily jsut be "birdies very obvious ex who sold out"... but you see she's just someone who got broken by the fact that nothing they did mattered. She's still not a good person: she still sold out muppetkind for her own profit and is still bad.. but it's more intresting to hav ea reason why she ended up the sack of shit she is instead of just, as Birdie wondered, always having been like this.

Birdie isn't swayed and goes on with the rest of our heroes.

Issue 2. I love the structure of this series as the first three issues are all made so they can be read done in one for the most part. Ther'es a cliffhanger at the end of issue 3 but it's nice when a comic makes good use of the isdsue by issue format. Issue 4 ties it all together well, but it's still essentailly three connected stories that lead up to one big finish.

Anyways issue 2 begins with our heroes hiding in a church under a hail of gunfire: Burton and the RV are halfway across town, and it dosen't look good. We flash back to how they got there and find out WHERE they are: Hollow Point, a company town ran by the WRA, the NRA's legally distinct cousin. Yup this is a gun rights issue, with the town having become a conceal and carry paradise where people can just.. have gun duels to decide whatever and Charlton heston is naturally given an honrary statue.. and Clint Eastwood an expy in Cain Westwood.

The head of the WRA is present and naturally gives a gun to a baby.. and the satire works a BIT better this issue as frankly.. none of it's exagerated. The NRA GENUINELY want this, they genuinely talk about crying "lib tears". Clint Eastwood is an advocate for them. Their extremists probably would argue the right ot carry begins at conception. I"m not saying ALL gun owners or even nra members are this fucked, I have a friend who owns guns and keeps them in a safe, locked up where no child can get to it. But the NRA as an orginzation sure as hell is.

Our heroes try using this dueling strategy to call the WRA chairman's bluff.. but he turns it on them: since their basically challenging the law itself witht heir duel they've challenged the orginzation.. which means it's 5 muppets against a whole damn town armed to the teeth.

We then get a flashback to Herbert's childhood on M'Na N'Nam, part of the snufflpogaos islands. A muppet paradise.. until a shady buisness man shows up offering a partnership for a chemical they can find on the island.

I'm going to go ahead and cover all of this now for simplicties sake as the flashback's only two parts: Years later their leader.. has shown her true colors, fully selling out to ethe corpration and the mine as it's poinsing her people and end sup casuing an explosin.. and rather than help , the company pulls out, leaving the villiage to die in fire and Herbert forced to immigrate, barely scraping by thanks to racisim until he got the job on Salutation Street.. only to find out later his parents died on the island. It's a well done story too as horrible things like this happened all the time and without the hyper exagerated satire... it's something entirely real and entirley painful: a culture exploited and destroyed by greedy white assholery.

Back in the present the fight continues, as our heroes are held down. Thankfully Hippy and Gurgle make a distraction and do one of my faviorite manuvers: having the smaller characteer on the bigger characters shoulder. Mostly for this one scene from x-factor

Sadly Flint Westwood decides to join the party.. as does anamatronic charlton heston, so our heroes are soon on the backfoot... but not before Tony is able to complete his plan, hyjacking their cars and easily taking down the mob since, naturally their cars are also mad max murder mobiles. As for the head of the HRA himself.. well given he's sorta the lead this issue.. Herbet takes care of him personally.

He then challenges the man to a duel, though Birdie IS able to talk him down from shooting the man on live tv... but not from killing him as he shoots out the camera and impliclity finished the job offscreen.

But that leaves a vacum.. and Westwood is promoted to the job.. and given the job to hunt down our heroes. More on that later

So issue 3 introduces us to Milo, our Elmo expy. He's rich and like irma is working in the corprate hellscape. Unlike her though he's still in kids television , still talks to the others even if things are understandibly tense with most of them, and while reluctant to their request has a good reason for both taking the seemingly easier route and being reluctnat to help.

It's a scene I love a lot. Milo comes off at first like a smug asshole.. but then it's clear beneath that is someone who GENUINELY values what he's doing. It's a reminder of how important children's intertainment is... and how important it is that when you have the power to do something good and necessary, you do it, regardless of the risk.

Our heroes go to rescue the kids, who are fire fire fighters and make a good entrance enough, coming in in a garbage made recycled buggy, saving them.. but soon our party is left trecking through the wild fire. THey got in thanks to milo's friends, but it was one way. So while Gurgle finds an ice cream truck, the kids tell their tale: turns out in this dystopian hellhole future they outlawed abortion.... keep in mind this comic launched just two months after Roe V Wade was overturned, so the timing is eerie as hell. The kid they talk two's mother didn't want her born into this hellscape, got arrested for it and she got sold to corproations using her as a proxy for their crimes. The fact any of this sounds like it could become actual law at some point should spoeak to how horrifying it is. While this book isn't subtle, and it's a weakness.. it's strength is that Asmus goes just a TOUCH beyond what we have now after the first issue. The first issue is plausable, but a bit over the top. With the nra having a whole lawless western town or children being sold into slavery to work off corprate crimes... it's a lot more plausable given how fucked our legal system is and it makes it that much easier to buy.

Our heroes naturally wepp at this waking nightmare, so it's a good thing they get distracted.. the bad thing is that it's by Gurgle, trying to save her from more fire. Birdie gets horribly injured in the process and needs help NOW.

Things.. look bad as they hit a corprate checkpoint, by the same monsters that turned off the water the fire kids were using, and there's no hope of escape or out shooting them. This causes the team to break down playing the blame game.. which is bad enough.. until HIPPY of all people breaks.

This.. destroyed me. Up to this point Hippy had been the unbreakable optimis they needed.. but now .. we see that beneath his sunshine is a lot of regret, a lot of doing this because he had nothing else and feeling what thier doing.. simply isn't enough. But Mr. Burton's message is right.. and it's the messasge the book goes for: things are bad, they will probably get worse.. but we can't just give up and do nothing. As a wise vampire once said "If nothing we do matters, all that matters is what we do". And to prove that point.. an old friend drops in to help

So the asholes are left to die, Milo implicitly adopts the kids having them play in his pool and Birdie wants to see them all.. only Gurgle's missing, having left in Milo's tesla. Because of course he has a tesla. Gurgle's gone.. and she's gone to the enemy

I was nervous going into this one when I first read it. The fact is this book while optimistic is still fairly dark so while I felt our heroes MIGHT win, they could just as easily loose or barely get away.

They could... but instead we get something way better.

Though to start things aren't looking great: Rufus, head of F News, is talking to a bunch of other corprate overlords including Elon Musk, suprising no one. THeir not happy that his propoganda machine isn't keeping the puppets from having an impact: Junior is facing public backlash for his child selling, the babies carrying firearms bill has been blocked.. this needs to stop. So the network cranks up i'ts proogranda, with anti-muppet racisim rising and a a puppet child attacked by some other kids. When one human girl tries to help him she gets maced.. thankfully

Things still aren't great: Birdie's recovering and Faux News trots out Gurgle.. and somehow makes a valid point, making them somehow have a point abovfe the actual fox news: apparently Gurgle used to be called "Sundae Fiend". While she says "it was a diffrent time" being remidned of it clearly bothers her.. while Rufus wants more answers: where. are. your friends.

And it seems he got them as we see a heavily armed WRA troops, with junior and westwood along for the ride and livestreaming the whole debalce. Turns out the Muppets main hq is a Salutation Station theme park. Not disneyland as Senator Disney does not want to be associated iwth muppet terrorists... again. That was their joke by the way, great stuff. Also means we might meet kermit and friends counterparts if this ever gets a sequel.

What follows.. is one of the most awesome cilmaxes to an arc i've seen in a comic. Turns out... our heroes were ready for them: they aren't the ones trapped... the WRA are. Not only that for once it's entirely legal: since Salutation Street is it' sown corpration, the park is soverign terriotiry and they entered illegally. So after all their racist, anti-immigraint retoric.. their the ones who are the actual invaders.. and are soon wiped out with rides, from a cyclotron type thing spinning some to oblivion.

To the recyling troll melting a bunch of mooks with acid and recyling Charlton Hestron into scrao abd cumilating in a one on one brawl between Bernie and Westwood which ends with Bernie killing the motherfucker via rollercoaster

The moment after it is easily my faviorite of the whole book though, with Bernie confronting the mooks left

It's a reminder that while Bernie is the quickest to kill among them, easily.. he's still a kind, good person. Just one who will cap your ass when necessary.

Faux News TRIES to use Gugle to get the narrtive under contorl.. but as you likely guessed by now, she too was part of the plan

I fucking love this issue for the setup: you EXPECT it to be our heroes darkest hour and them to barely make it out or Gurgle to at least still be a traitor.. instead? It was a plan the whole time: Gurgle finally kicked her addiction after last issue, our heroes easily take out their enemies with the home field advantage and to cap it off, we get one hell of a chekovs gun: earlier we saw mascot suits... so Birdie sends junior out, his mouth taped up in one with the recording to talk. THey shoot him down thinking hie's hippie.. and thus the presiden't sson whose also the president I guess is dead, everyone involved int he raid is entirley to blame and our heroes just got free publiclity showing THIER not the bad guys here. We wrap up as Irma flees to her dressing room... only to find a letter from birdie

And that's survivial street. It's heavy handed.. but damn if it isn't good. The jokes present land, the action is beautifully drawn and the characters are compelling. It takes what COULD'VE been a lazy joke premise, and fills it with heart and character, deconstructing PARTS of seasame street.. while at the same time remaining true to it's spirit. It's out in trade from darkhorse if your intrested, I HIGHLY recommend picking it up. And hopefully we'll see more of it again some day. But for now, we got something specil here and i"m glad I got to share it with you all.

#the muppets #seasame street #survival street #james asmus #comics #dark horse comics #puppetry #children's television #satire #review #comic books

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battlebattleofthebands · 6 months

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Oh... oh you put the mechs in here. Well. Propoganda:

Their main story albums (Once Upon A Time (In Space), Ulysses Dies at Dawn, High Noon Over Camelot, and The Bifrost Incident) are all wonderful blends of folktales and mythology with a sci-fi theme.

For their other albums, each of the Tales To Be Told albums has some great hits, like The Ignominious Demise Of Dr. Pilchard, Gunpowder Tim Vs. The Moon Kaiser, Hereward The Wake, and many others.

Just. Listen to the Mechanisms. Please. Please. They deserve so much love. They're great.

My propoganda is just telling you to listen to them. They're immortal space pirates who are all some flavor of queer and do so many crimes.

love me some space pirates

#bigbandboogieasks #bigbandboogieprop

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archtroop · 3 months

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So, how do we feel about the fact that for decades, Holocaust survivors and their descendants call what Israel is doing to Palestine a genocide? Or, are we just supposed to ignore that?

So, how we feel about the fact that Holocaust survivors were declined refuge en masses globally, some left to rot in "liberated" concentration camps for 3 more years, the lucky ones managed to board a ship to what will be known as Israel, to fight for it, die for it, and if fortunate enough - to survive yet again and see it established, and witness a state that it's soul purpose is to protect Jewish lives at all costs when no one else would - made reality?

Face it.

Whatever is happening in Gaza is not a Genocide by very, very long shot. In fact, what it is, is a Suicide, a slow, decades old Suicide, a culture of martyrdom.

It's an identity built upon a negative. A culture created for one thing and one thing only: to oppose the existence of Israel and Jews in the region. And then anywhere else.

You reap what you saw. And you do not get to tokenize a fringe collective of some of the most traumatized people on the planet to fuel your propoganda.

Never again is now. Then - Jews could not defend themselves. Now they can. And you DON'T LIKE IT.

You don't know what a Genocide is. You are following a trend. And that's about it to the quality and depth of your opinion on the matter.

You have no skin in this.

If the dream of statehood and self determination was real on the Palestinian side, then it would have worked towards it. Not against it.

October 7th was pretty much the best this identity could muster: a mass suicide by proxy.

I don't have much hope for this identity. I pity them, to an extent. Pity can go only so far. Those people were forcefully put into a loop of misery, as tools. Existing on aid and "granted" an eternal status of "refugees" and never allowed to escape this cycle of pipe dreams and unreality and resettle (like any other refugees for the last 100 years).

As of now, the only "allies" they have in the world are the most useless people out there: you.

No army came forth. No Arab nation. No one. No parade and no protest can undo what happened on the 7th of October.

As long as there are hostages held in Gaza, as long as HAMAS exists in Gaza or anywhere, Israel will operate.

It is what it is. You come with Genocidal intent at Jews. At Israel. You think they'll lie down and take it?

If on the 8th of October UN had called for immediate release of the hostages and for the dismantling of the HAMAS regime, maybe things would have looked differently. You can't expect a nation, a stare, to not act on its own behalf and do what needs to be done for its survival.

UN and UNRWA are complicit in the situation up to their gills.

Israel isn't going anywhere. And each time someone tries to erase it, it will rain fire and brimstone on them.

So just stop trying.

Accept Israel exists.

Releas the hostages.

Denounce HAMAS and Islamist Jihad.

And peace be upon all.

That's it.

#israel #palestine #gaza

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patheticmenscuffle · 1 year

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ive got a book (terry pratchett's discworld colouring book, by paul kidby) that has images id like to share as propoganda, obviously making no money off of it, but its totally understandable if it seems best not to post them for any reason.

Anyways, onwards!

Rincewind! You've heard of him, and his miserable, miserable states of slightly more than happenstance.

Its been better argued than here the reasons that hes a quintessentially patheticTM little man, precisely what we're looking for in this bracket,

But what i want to ask all of you to do is to look upon this mans visage and say "That man is not pathetic. I dont know what all of you are talking about, that's the least pathetic man I've ever seen," with a straight face.

You can't?, can you? I think not. Its patently false, if not obviously ludicrous.

So that, taken with all the previous propaganda youve seen for this soggy, mewling, little mans pathetic supremacy,

Id just like you to look at some more of this guy with me. Visual aids.

This is what happened when he was tasked to keep a single tourist with a desk job in insurance out of trouble because he happened to be the only one who spoke a language in common with the guy. (Also that dragon is imaginary. The height hes at and speed hes going aren't imaginary, but the dragon is held together by sheer force of will and imagination. Someone else's imagination.)

This is the infamous luggage that follows him around. Its made of sapient pearwood. When it first appeared there was also a camera the tourist brought, and rincewind was momentarily hopeful that it was powered by something better, something more reliable and less fraught, than magic, but was immediately let down by the fact it was powered by a tiny guy who was kept inside it and painted really fast.

(One for the quote, one for the full render.)

As has been mentioned in much of the other propaganda, he gets sent to the dungeon dimensions. (Aptly referred to as "hell" for the layman.)

Here it is in technicolour. Look at that fail man go! Survive the horrors, little buddy!!

Anyways, uh. Vote rincewind. Its like hes doomed by the narrative, but like, doomed by the narrative to continue to be part of the narrative, while genre aware. Doom him further!!!

MODERATOR'S NOTE: anonymous submissions aren't really a thing unfortunately, that's only available for asks, but I've copied and pasted your submission into a new post to effectively do the same thing. Also, ohh my god that first image. Oh man.

- Mod Dragon

#propaganda #p: rincewind the wizard #your first submission also did come through dw

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shivroyscunt · 7 months

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^^^ just saw this post and i needed to like. put in words why this can be true but still does not accurately capture the historical and geopolitical context surrounding the entire situation.

nobody is saying that hamas themselves are enacting #progressive revolution. theres no such thing as “progressive” when it comes to revolution, there is only desperation and anger and the need to overthrow an oppressive regime. they are retaliating against years of occupation, oppression, and boiling tensions, and they are retaliating with just as much violence and horrific atrocities as the israeli state has enacted upon the people and land they occupy. it is easy for whataboutisms when we dont feel that violence and terror directed towards us — i personally will never know what it feels like to have my food/water supply cut off, my home raided, my life disrupted by daily violence and surveillance. you cannot expect occupied people (colonized) to not feel hatred for their oppressors (colonizers), and you cannot expect them (especially not the most radical groups) to react reasonably and peacefully after enduring decades of occupation and dehumanization (and when they do attempt peaceful resistance it is met with violence).

i dont want to get into zionist talking points about the holy land / ancestry / divine rights — this isnt about that. the modern day israeli-palestinian conflict is a direct result of colonial interference, and an issue of settler-colonialism, not a religious conflict. this is about the fact that since 1948, the western world (ie. britain and the US, colonial/imperial powers) has played a direct role in supporting and establishing the (secular) israeli military state both financially and politically. global powers have every reason to be in cahoots, america has every reason to push imperial/colonial propoganda rooted in racism, and their support has allowed israel to continue subjugating palestinians.

and to respond to this persons point about how hamas has given netanyahu the excuse he’s been waiting for to commit genocide — that is not the salient point you think you’re making. if the israeli government (on top of the ethnic cleansing and terror inflicted on palestinians over the past 50 years, the illegal and inhumane blockade on gaza for the past 15) decides to lean even more into genocide, that absolutely cannot be solely attributed to hamas’ recent act of (what western media has deemed) terrorism. sure, this might be a catalyst in the sense that archduke franz ferdinand’s assassination was a catalyst for ww1, but its obvious that, like with ww1, theres a lot more at play here.

also i just want to point out how baffling it is that the israeli government, which has one of the most well-funded and cohesive military operations in the world, was unable to predict or prepare for an attack like this (it feels fishy to me but i dont wanna get into conspiracy theories, so). i get that it was a “surprise” attack, but the israeli gov took it as an opportunity to declare war (as they have done throughout the last 75 years to occupy more land and displace more people from their homes). the fact that the israeli state is so ready to — as this person put it — commit genocide should be a deeply deeply troubling notion. we should not be defending/advocating for a police state, we should be condemning it.

i want to add that i am aware israel was a safe haven for jewish refugees during and after the world wars and the holocaust, and that there are now multiple generations of people/survivors who have experienced repeated historical trauma and oppression. these ppl deserve a place where they can feel safe — but the israeli state, the way it was built and the way it has evolved, is not a place of safety. antisemites have always and will continue to use this conflict as an excuse to hate jews, which is disgusting and reprehensible. those who use palestinian liberation as an excuse to call for the extinction of jewish ppl are not for true liberation.

i dont know what a solution to the conflict looks like, but i do know that the israeli state has driven the ppl of palestine to retaliate, and that liberation is not a pure simple or easy endeavor. people cannot afford moral purity when their lives and futures are in constant flux, when their basic human rights are on the line. this is a tragedy, no one is disputing that. it is devastating that innocent civilians suffer most in times of war, violence, and conflict. but that is the price of nationalism, the price of power and humanity at its worst, and what we are seeing today is the culmination of decades of oppression, decades of tragedies, small and large.

#free palestine #من النهر إلى البحر

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filthyeote · 12 days

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good morning! mr west, as i sit upon my throne, i realize that the masses are stupid, they just neeed a creed and a uniform and they will follow; ah for i am greater than god.

who gon believe in me? i need the aura for these pathetic worms that exist just for other people to feed on, i need to resonate with the, and i need to go into their hearts, for you need to sell yourself? do i need propoganda for the intellectuals and do i think of it as a means rather than a end? i must remove the very idea; the dictionary of verbs and adjectives must be removed for them to not express themselves, they must realize individuality is flawed and you can be immortal by only your ideas; for you and your bloodline will eventually perish;

tell your maker whos passions your have been indocrinated with; tell them that their ideas will survive; the marks remain, the hands that mock me and my thoughts and your poisionous heart that feeds for you need someone to point at, someone to be a relative goodness against

owo unu im so coquette coded y2k lululemon belt bag dupe o//o >.<

#artists on tumblr #tumblr 2014 #nostalgia #1950s #morality #japan #vintage #kawaii #grunge #architecture #my art #digital art #homestuck #augmentedreality #vr #nail art #art #wv #artwork #pm

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a-wartime-paradox · 10 months

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The Spiral Yssgaroth was fashioned similarly to the Spiral Politic (it is not a parallel continuum)

When I was initially reading The Book of the War, I fell victim to it's (an extension of the House's) propoganda idea that parallel universes do not exist. However, I needed to reconcile this idea with the fact that the metahistory of the FP universe is founded upon the fact that the Great Houses fought against the Yssgaroth from an entirely separate continuum. So I concluded that, as it is called a "spiral" like the Spiral Politic, it must have been built in a similar manor. I've since learnt that parallel universes do exist, but am holding on to this.

I just find it so neat. Before Urizen pulls together the forces of Gallifrey to bind time to his domain, the Mother-King of the Yssgaroth had already built up another metastructure of history, forming am existential noosphere around it, later called by outsiders the Spiral Yssgaroth. It just adds to the idea, started by the Osirians, that the Great Houses really aren't that Great and Singularly Almighty as the Book may claim.

The Mother-King of the Yssgaroth had a child, and as it was born outside the Spiral Politic, those without it called it Timeless, as they (or at least the Houses) did not understand alien time. This Child fell through a portal, only to be found, much later, by an explorer, who experimented on them to help Urizen find the way of regeneration.

And yes, if our Spiral has a version of Earth, the Yssgaroth's does also. But you wouldn't possibly recognise it...

#faction paradox #doctor who #Yssgaroth #spiral politic #the book of the war

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self-spaghettification · 11 months

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it is still far past midnight and i am also fighting the urge to write a tdp fanfic (ficlet? idk) extension of the scene where callum translates the runes around the mirror to mean in darkness gaze upon a fallen star where callum finds out how the mirror works bc he would! this boy is smart! and meets aaravos and all without rayla showing up at the worst possible moment to interrupt bc i love that girl but in that moment curse her

because i just really wanna know how they would interact before callum was predisposed to see aaravos as evil via zubeia’s propoganda??

asshkfgndjsks brain rot

i have been scouring ao3 to see if this exists yet because if it does!!! i would read it!!

but sometimes if they can’t do it right or it doesn’t exist you gotta do it yourself. yk.

#the dragon prince #aaravos #tdp #tdp aavaros #tdp callum #help me #writing prompt?? idkfgxjkssndjsk #this may happen. sometime #keep your ears tuned #eyes tuned #idk #self spaghettification #self-spaghettification #callum #my writing

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fuckablerobotbracket · 1 year

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Preemptive VR-LA Propoganda for Bracket C:

Many of you likely have no fucking clue who this robit is. VR-LA (pronounced as Veerle) is one of the Player Characters in Rolling With Difficulty and his fuckability qualifications include:

VERY expressive, an important trait in bed as far as I am concerned

His voice???? Need I say more?????? Like I would provide a clip if I was able, unfortunately that is not how asks work

He's so cute????? A cutie??????

Incredibly Powerful. Can and will fry a bitch with a lightning bolt and/or sick a swarm of mechanical wasps upon them with a stare that could bore into your soul, but is so caring and soft and snarky with his crew.

Overprotective and Very Traumatized. Love that in a man. The potential for emotional and/or kinky sex is off the charts.

I wanna mention his voice again 'cause like when he gets serious? Holy Fuck??? Like I feel a little self conscious talking about how I think VR-LA's voice is sexy because I'm afraid it might get back to his player and he would feel awkward [He is a phenomenal actor by the way. Fucking amazing. His fucking speech at the end of Season 2??? Astounding Performance, but that's unrelated.] But at the same time I Can't Not, it is one of the primary reasons I nominated him. It's so delightfully smooth and resonant with just the hint of a whisper in there. And there's something about the rhythm of his words too♡♡♡

I can't help but find it attractive when a character has a habit of mouthing off to authority figures, a habit that he engages in with Literal Actual Gods. Also he can smoothly bargain with a lore devil. That's hot.

Fun fact about Mechanites like my beloved VR-LA is that they're modular. Just thought I'd say that.

His designation/name (VR-LA) is engraved on the inside of one of his arms. I dunno why that makes him more fuckable, but I know it does.

SPEAKING OF HIS PHYSICALITY he has kintsugi scars in all the places he's been badly damaged and shit, but because of his fashion choices, you'd have to undress him to find them :3c

So in conclusion: Vote VR-LA of the crew of the Per Aspera Most Fuckable Robot 2023

WHAT THIS PERSON SAID #vr-lasweep

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I lost Shirakumo

Shirakumo was dead. He wasn’t supposed to ever return. But miraculously, like God fate decided he deserved another chance, he came back to them— right?

TW: Character death

To this day, Aizawa never understood how Shirakumo survived.

It was obvious what should’ve happened to him — being crushed by a building makes your body go splat. There was no chance of you coming back unless a quirkologist discovered how to reverse a body back to normal. No one could be brought back from the dead. Not. One. Person.

When Mic and Aizawa were called down to the office their second year of high school, Aizawa had thought Mic got them in trouble again. He didn’t bother to ask, as he didn’t want to go through the motions of Mic failing to defend his shenanigans. It was like routine at this point.

Nemuri was standing outside the office door, dried tears staining her face and fresh ones running down her cheeks. She hadn’t cried like that in a while. Not since Shirakumo died.

The principal, in a hushed whisper, told them to enter, and there he was: Loud Cloud, looking out the window, hands deep in his pockets. He turned, a smile on his face. His eyes looked bright as ever.

Present day, the four of them had their own hero agency and, by Shirakumo’s begging and pleading, they were also teachers at Yuuei. The Four Elites is what they were called, celebrated for continuously honing their teaching skills and heroics no matter the time or day. While the group had originally started underground, Shirakumo, like always, had gotten them out of their shell and exposed them to the spotlights of heroics.

Aizawa was known. It felt weird. He certainly didn’t like the attention most days, but he’d be lying if he said that it didn’t boost his self esteem. His quirk that he himself deemed worthless was now adored by the masses. His fans loved his dry humor and also praised his teaching skills, as he always encouraged his students to never give up on themselves — especially if someone never gave up on you.

And, once again, this was all thanks to Shirakumo — the boy who should never be alive.

That’s what the people on forums call him. All of them were conspirits digging to find out how Shirakumo lived; was it witchcraft? Was his death propoganda? Was Shirakumo Oboro even his real identity? Evidence upon evidence, each one more ridiculous than the last, mounted, and eventually Shirakumo found out that’s why people talked about him so much. Boy Wonder. The Walking Dead. All those names, yet no one could ever think to just leave him alone.

But for some reason, Shirakumo didn’t seemed bothered. No, not one bit. In fact, there was a blank stare as he scrolled through his phone and took in each comment. It made Aizawa shiver.

Yes, he was glad that Boy Wonder survived. But how? And, dare he question, why? Why and how did Shirakumo live? He never had a chance to ask until their lunch break on the rooftop.

Mic was needed for a mission, so it was only him and Shirakumo. As usual, Shirakumo was talkative — no longer about a once fanatic hero agency, but stuff Aizawa was interested in: cats, sleeping, and even how to keep improving their skills. He was so interested in him and what he wants to do to the point it just became bothersome.

“Why do you keep talking about my interests?” Aizawa asked bluntly. “Don’t you want to talk about yourself?”

Shirakumo blinked. Then, he laughed. “Shota! Of course I want to talk about you! You’re my best friend!”

“Yeah, but…” Aizawa felt something soft against his leg. It was the cat Shirakumo saved, old with age. Almost distracted, he looked back up. “How did you survive, Shirakumo?”

Shirakumo paused. He looked away.

The silence between the two stretched until they heard the bell ring. Never in his life has Aizawa felt more uncomfortable with quietness. Shirakumo didn’t even look back at him, only looking at the cloudless sky.

Aizawa stood up. “Sorry. I don’t think I should’ve—“

“Do you ever miss home, Shota?”

“Huh?”

Slowly getting up, Shirakumo walked over to the railing, draping his arms over it; a somber look was on his face as his hair was gently blown by the wind. “Home, y’know? Where the heart is. I just feel so homesick and I can’t wait to go back. Someone’s waiting for me there and I can’t wait to see him.”

Profound. Heartfelt. Desperate. Three things Aizawa never thought he would say about Shirakumo’s words. “You…excited to see your cousin or something?”

“No. Someone better. Someone I would protect with my whole mind, heart, and soul.”

Aizawa’s eyes widened.

Devoted. Responsible. Trustworthy. Whoever this person was, Aizawa wanted to meet. He wanted to know how they and Shirakumo have such a deep, soul-bound connection. The small smile and faraway look in Shirakumo’s eyes said it all: this person, in whatever way, had all his heart.

The USJ Attack hit the Elite Agency’s reputation hard. Once considered idols to be worshipped, they were know questioned for their heroics and if they were even worthy to teach the sprouting buds of students.

All of Aizawa’s insecurity issues flared up. The more he thought about it, the more all of his anxieties flourished in his heart. It was safe there. It was Yuuei. He and his friends have been training here for years without a single worry. But the moment he decides to go there, everything goes awry. No matter how many times Mic reassured him, he felt the weight of the blame on him. It was his class that got attacked. A class he promised to always protect. Because, even if Shirakumo was alive now, the thought of losing more people he cared about scared him.

Speaking of Shirakumo — he wasn’t there. Like a dying flame, one minute he was beside Mic and Aizawa, and then he was gone. Even the students, as they fought, noticed his sudden absence.

Never in his life had Aizawa fought so hard. The thought of Shirakumo being attacked somewhere else with nowhere to aid him triggered a familiar, scared feeling. Losing him once was hard. Losing him twice, when Aizawa had the chance to save him this time — he would not let that happen.

After the villains warped away, he ran all around the school building. He searched every classroom and training ground until he was left panting in the middle of the second floor hallway, anxiety having becoming a monster with tentacles that swallowed him whole. He didn’t give up. He got back up and ran to the principal’s office.

Out of all places, that’s where Shirakumo was. He was facing the window, coffee in hand, hair whispy as ever. Turning his head, he gave Aizawa a mellow smile. “Hey!”

“What are you doing here?” Aizawa interrogated, the anxiety and anger mixing. “Do you not know what happened at USJ? My students were attacked and there was no one to evacuate the injured! What were you doing, Shirakumo!”

The mellow smile faded; a somber look took over. Instead of turning his back completely, he shifted his stance; his shoulder faced Aizawa, the mug in his other hand, eyes staring out the window. “I feel like I failed someone today.”

Aizawa blinked. “Huh?”

Like remembering he was there, Shirakumo snapped his head back, eyes widened. He then laughed like his life depended on it. “Sorry! Got a little sad there! It’s just…” He paused. “You ever feel like you failed the person you care for the most?”

Oh, he knew all too well. “Yeah. I do. But why weren’t you—“

“That’s how I feel right now,” Shirakumo said, walking over towards him with long, careful strides. “I was helping him today. It’s why I couldn’t help you guys fight. He needed my help.”

“More help than the students you’re supposed to look after?” Aizawa seethed, curling his fists. “We needed you, Oboro! They were looking for you! I was looking for you. I…I thought I lost you again.”

Aizawa felt a hot tear slide down his cheek. Saying that felt like releasing the years worth of grief he went through. He remembered the endless nights he spent crying over the fact that he was right there. He could’ve turned around and pulled Shirakumo away from the falling pieces. He could’ve shouted at him to watch out. Instead, he was drowning in the fact he couldn’t take down that villain because his quirk wasn’t physical. He died because of his insecurities.

And the thought of losing him again, whether he went missing or suddenly turned up dead, killed him more than anyone could imagine.

A firm hand grasped his shoulder. Looking up, he saw Shirakumo looking at him, eyes unwavering. He stared at Aizawa for a good minute, then gave another smile.

“I’m here, Shota,” he reminded, voice soft. “I know that I must’ve caused you a lot of pain. All I can say is I’m sorry. And I’m sorry for not being by your side today.”

Aizawa nodded, pushing Shirakumo away because of how close he was. “I forgive you. Just don’t do that again.”

He laughed. “You got it! Are your eyes okay, by the way?”

Odd question. “Why?”

“That dude I talked to you about,” he begins, “is my mentee. Almost like a nephew to me at this point. He’s a fan of yours.”

“What’s that got to do with my eyes?”

Shirakumo blinked. “Oh. He just to train with you. He likes to fight.”

Aizawa chuckled. “Like Sensoji?”

Shirakumo’s eyebrows furrowed. “Yeah! Definitely like that guy!”

Despite the weird pause at the mention of his former bully’s name, it was forgotten in a bliss when Mic came running down the hallway at full speed. He also had a mouthful for Shirakumo’s absence; but, since the two were so alike, they instantly made up. The three of them walked back to USJ. There was nothing to worry about because he had all that he needed right here.

As Aizawa looked back at these precious memories, something in his heart mourned, grieved, anguished. There was a hollow void which was once filled with bright light, and it only grew the more he looked into Shirakumo’s eyes.

His best friend was in a cell, body hunched over. From the few hours they’ve been in Tartarus, there was not a word from either of them. Not even the sound of a pin drop would break the concentration Aizawa had on him.

“We couldn’t believe it either,” Gran Torino said over the intercoms. “It was weird when we noticed that he was the only teacher not present during that time. And when we started keeping tabs on him, the more the pieces started falling into place. We were ready to take him in for questioning until one of the officers found it strange that he didn’t respond to their commands.”

Aizawa stayed quiet. The quiet was the only thing soothing the throbbing void.

“What do you mean, old man!” Mic shouted. “Why is Shirakumo in here! He ain’t a villain! He’s my friend.”

The silence that was once soothing became cold.

“Shirakumo died in that accident years ago, right?” Gran Torino reminded. “We couldn’t even recover his body. It had disappeared. Then when he just appeared back at Yuuei like nothing happened, we all didn’t know what to do. Someone that was dead should’ve stayed dead, right?” Torino breathed in and sighed. “Now we know why he’s alive.”

Mic paused. His eyes widened with horror. “C…c’mon, man. You’re… joking, right?” He laughed. He pointed. “Are you saying that my best friend’s—”

“Kurogiri. And his mentee is—“

“Shut up.” Aizawa‘s fists trembled. “That’s not true. A Nomu is a creature meant to follow orders of their creator! Shirakumo has memories of us! Shirakumo is there! He would never willingly serve Shigaraki!”

One of the officers sighed. “Then what’s the reason he wasn’t at USJ, Aizawa? Who are we to determine that? And whose to say that he wasn’t ordered to just fake it?”

“Shut up!” Mic shouted. “You’re lying! You’re all liar!”

It was a lie. All of it.

Shirakumo Oboro’s return years ago was a ruse. Those eyes were never looking at him with care. They were scrutinizing what Yuuei taught, where the training grounds were, and maybe even protect the traitor in their midst. Another traitor, at least. But at least that one was doing it alive.

“Why?” Aizawa heard the crack in his voice. “Why was stationed at Yuuei? What what his purpose there?”

Mic turned his head. “Sho—“

“Are you saying that my best friend was turned into a toy?” Slowly standing up, Aizawa glared at one of the cameras. “Are you saying that it was a joke? He was never there? Not even once?”

Silence. Agonizing silence.

Like lightning, Aizawa activated his quirk and looked at Shirakumo, taking off the goggles. “Oboro! It’s us! Shota and Hizashi! Give us answers!”

Nothing.

“You were the type to save a kitten from rain while I would leave it behind,” Aizawa said. “I was a coward. I had no self-esteem. But your constant encouragement was what kept me going. Don’t tell me it was all fake. I know it wasn’t! Why would a Nomu play me like a fiddle? You’re there, Oboro! Just say something, please.”

He waited. And waited. And waited.

In all the time that Aizawa and Mic spent there, Shirakumo didn’t speak. No amount of shouting, tears, or sadness stirred his mind.

“Twenty years, man,” Mic mumbled. “For over twenty years, we were fools.”

Shirakumo was never there.

“We’ve been theorizing that the reason he hung around you so much, Aizawa, was because whoever’s controlling him wanted to keep tabs on you” Gran Torino informed. “It’s why he’s probably asked about your eyes, too. Maybe they want your quirk.That’s really all we’ve gathered.”

“I get it,” Aizawa said. He really didn’t. “Yeah. I understand.”

A beat. “Thank you for your work today, fellas. We’ll call you next time you’re needed.”

They were led out of Tartarus. Hard rain greeted them outside, thunder accompanying it.

“What a nice joke,” Mic said, the bitterness in his voice obvious. “More reminders of that day.” He turned to look at Aizawa. “You alright, Shota?”

Aizawa felt tears streaming down his face. He’s never been this glad to have long hair. “I got dry eye.”

#aizawa shota #shirakumo #present mic #mha #Oneshot #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #ujiko daruma #garaki kyudai #one shot #bnha #angst

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