#academia is a battlefield

[metis-metis]

That feeling when your research proposal gets turned down one too many times for stupid reasons so you self fund your OG idea out of pure spite. Fight me, faculty.

[decarbry]

💋?

[sugawara--san]

just saw someone on twitter say bakugou just got bad fomo LMAO

[zoopzopp]

Day 5 of drawing bakugo daily till @is-bakugou-alive-yet says yes

[epickiya722]

Midoriya would be all "calm" and smiling when someone damages any of his hero merch in some way like "Oh, it's okay. It's no big deal, I can replace it."

And then suspiciously that person's mattress goes missing or something and while they confront the rest of the class about it, Midoriya is in the background with the most sly smile ever.

[sweetrebelpersona]

Sunday 28th January 2024

(The first one isn't my picture)

For the last couple of hours, I spent my time working on new music towards my Music Industry Practice module like a proper uni student. I feel exhausted but relieved about doing something productive. For a day of rest, making music isn't only done for fun, it's for building a music portfolio as well.

For example, take a look at the initial development process for my new song This is My Battlefield on Logic Pro:

As I've previously mentioned, the new song helped me pour out my emotional artistry and for good reason because my outburst from two weeks ago shows how much I put a lot of effort into recording the musical instruments and a pre-recorded drum kit set on there. I even plastered it all over my DJ DeDe social media pages to boost my music brand among my target audience, A&R clients and music consumers to turn me into a famous musician within the next five to ten years from now.

Plans for tomorrow:

Get a morning coffee to keep me awake

Take notes in a Music Industry Practice session

Take part in rehearsal and musicianship sessions - they are about being productive, creative and having fun

Eat a morning snack (packet of crisps) then go to McDonald's later after rehearsal to buy a meal that isn't fattening - a wrap is a good example of that

Don't get stressed; go to a quiet room and calm down

[ellemonjuice]

The day was cold but no colder than your arms.

The lights were bright but no brighter than your eyes when I had told you that you could keep me.

I was happy but no happier than I had been when you had answered me that you would.

The blows of wind were harsh but no harsher than the blows you had thrown back when you still had thought keeping me meant putting me on a leash and taming the one inside me.

She and I both disagreed. So, the day was cold, and the lights were bright, and the wind was harsh, but still, I was happy. I was happy. I was happy.

She said your leash wouldn't fit me. I believed her. I tend to believe her for we've been together for God knows how long and she's never thrown blows or touched my battered body with cold hands.

You could keep me, I had said.

You can't tame her.

[crqelsummer]

yall. i have some Concerns about the hpsc

[taberecusuflet]

Academia Curajului – Micii Alpinisti

[doumadono]

MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST PRO HERO DABI & INTERN!BAKUGO • A warm welcome - pro hero!Dabi - headcanons NSFW

Touya Todoroki's hero name is Dabi, no question.

As a pro hero, he takes being a total shithead to a whole new level, being a jerk with a hero license and flashy gear that screams "I'm better than you."

He's the biggest fuckboy on the planet, and as a pro hero, he takes it to a whole new level. He's bedded countless models, actresses, and even fellow pro heroes, and he's far from finished.

He has a custom-painted motorcycle with blue flames, because anything less wouldn't be cool enough for him.

Piercings and tattoos everywhere; he has his ears, nose, tongue, nipples and dick pierced, and his sleeves are adorned with huge tattoos, so are his back and neck.

He's the ultimate PR nightmare, and his publicists practically live in their offices, working overtime to clean up after his never-ending chaos. Sure, he fights villains and saves lives, but his brand thrives on scandals, keeping his publicists working overtime to handle the fallout.

Despite his scandalous reputation, he's a smooth talker when it comes to the media and public, effortlessly playing the role of the good guy when it suits him.

A certified narcissist, he loves to pull the "do you know who I am?" and "my father will sue you" cards.

When it comes to drinking, he's in a league of his own. This man can and will outdrink anyone, even Endeavor, leaving no doubt about his legendary tolerance.

Dabi's strategic mind and tactical prowess make him a formidable force on the battlefield, earning him the respect of both allies and adversaries.

Pro Hero Dabi is known for his unconventional methods, often bending or breaking the rules to achieve his goals. His willingness to operate in morally gray areas sets him apart from traditional heroes.

Despite his cocky and rebellious attitude, Dabi possesses a keen intellect and a deep understanding of human nature, allowing him to manipulate situations to his advantage.

Despite his outward bravado, Dabi is fiercely loyal to those he considers allies, willing to go to great lengths to protect and support them, even if it means defying conventional hero ethics.

Dabi holds an unbreakable bond with his younger brother, Natsuo, whom he regards as his closest and most trusted friend.

After meeting you, his current girlfriend, Pro Hero Dabi has undergone a significant personal transformation. Your presence in his life has prompted him to adopt a more mature and responsible demeanor. His commitment to you has motivated him to address his tendencies towards excessive drinking and flirting with others, as he strives to be the best partner he can be for you.

Those close to Dabi have noticed a significant change in his behavior, witnessing his earnest efforts to improve himself for the sake of your relationship. His commitment to personal growth and positive change reflects his deep investment in you and your future together.

In his free time, Dabi enjoys playing the electric guitar, and he takes particular delight in performing on his customized Fender Stratocaster.

[deusvervewrites]

I’ve been working my way through your stories and your lore posts. I’m also finally catching up to the end of the MHA manga. My thoughts on the endings of various character arcs is something you might vibe with. Sometimes, mercy to the guilty becomes cruelty to the innocent. It’s great writing when the villains are people you can sympathize with, but it’s weird that the heroes are this focused on saving the villains that are causing so much death and destruction. Your thoughts?

The entire point of My Hero Academia is saving people.

From the first page of the first chapter until now that has never changed.

I've seen people criticizing Midoriya for not going out onto the battlefield to personally and deliberately murder Shgiaraki and I wonder if they're the same people who think Aang should have killed Ozai.

The idea of mercy to the guilty leads to cruelty to the innocent is what caused the entire plot. Had the people at the Dawn of Quirks not immediately started murdering children for being born "wrong", All For One wouldn't have had to cope by doubling down on their propaganda to justify his own existence to himself. But those people were "guilty" of being born wrong, and if they showed mercy to them, then what? What if those people turned on them? No, no. Better to not take that chance.

If Kotaro had forgiven his mother, Shigaraki would never have happened.

If the Togas had accepted their daughter, Himiko would never have become a murderer.

Spinner never left the house because he was seen as "guilty" of the sin of being a mutant. People were massacred for that sin.

Civilians nearly murdered Ippan Josei, a civilian herself, because they believed that mercy to the guilty is cruelty to themselves.

The greatest flaw of the Hero System is that it dehumanized everyone under it. The Heroes were flawless paragons who could never live up to their own hype and swiftly abandoned for failing. The Villains were deemed to be inherently bad and punished for it.

Endeavor was allowed to abuse his wife and all four children and faced no repercussions. Because he's a Hero and Heroes are good. Touya wasn't born correctly enough and was punished over a one-sided feud a generation before him.

Nobody was seen as human. That's literally the point of the final battle. Midoriya, Uraraka, Todoroki, they all had to recognize the humanity of the people they were fighting and remind them of it.

The thesis of My Hero Academia, of every single arc of My Hero Academia, is that Heroes are not "good" and Villains are not "evil." That failing to recognize that fact leads to dark places, like a government that doesn't bat an eye at murdering its own citizens to maintain power. Laws that strip you of your own bodily autonomy.

During his battle against All For One at Kamino, All Might states the the reason Heroes never lose is because they have people to save. The chapter titled Bakugou Katsuki: Rising, his origin chapter, is about 300 chapters into the manga and the first time he saves someone.

All For One and the HPSC are both cruel relics of the past doing their best to manipulate their way to power, viewing everyone in their way as disposable pawns. They're the same. You could even make an argument that the laws against Quirk use means the HPSC is literally giving and taking away Quirks via licenses. And they both completely crumble in large part because of their refusal to see people when it is so much easier to see the enemy.

My Hero Academia is a story about extending your hand to those in need.

[epickiya722]

I feel like Curious would have been an absolute threat on the battlefield, she would have caused a lot more chaos for the Heroes if she was still around. The woman's quirk was MAKING THINGS AND PEOPLE GO BOOM.

[beybuniki]

i would never send you leaks or spoilers but i need to let you know beybuniki stocks are on the rise i’ll be back in 5 days

if it’s not bakudeku holding hands and saying this was our hero academia all along OR dabihawks sucking and fucking on the battlefield then 😑☝️

[ellemonjuice]

"Did you come here to fight me or to love me?"

"Oh, but is there truly a difference?"

[hella1975]

mha is suchhhh an unserious anime yeah welcome to my hero academia u get a fun little magic power that without fail will have SOME silly factor to it and u get to go to the magic power school with a bunch of genuinely lovable teenagers and together through the hashtag power of friendship u help each other succeed and u all just want to be amazing heroes and be good and who wouldn't want that and the headmaster is literally some sort of rodent thing and ur homeroom teacher regularly naps on the clock you get taught english by Presentation Michael it's all so so so unserious and silly and the Good Magic Power School is kinda leaning into authoritarianism and the government body that oversees the magic power heroics is explicitely corrupt in fact one of the coolest most impressive heroes of your generation got child trafficked into his career and subject to incredibly rigorous training as well as a highly policed lifestyle that ultimately led to him stabbing a man on national television just bc the government told him to but he's really cool dont worry about if he got a trial or not he can fly really really fast and anyway he's second to a known child abuser it's all so confusing thank GOD there's such a strict, enforced distinction between 'good' and 'bad' to the point even the magic powers u biologically have no choice over and are given before the age of 4 hold moral value and determine ur success in society and if that didnt clarify things enough u also have villains to personify these bad morals for example the son of aforementioned child abuser who was manipulated and trained since birth to have his sole purpose in life surround his success at heroics and when he was unsuccessful he got thrown away and replaced by his little brother who also got abused by their super heroic father and it all upset the older brother so much that he blew himself up at age 13 like some sort of maniac and now he's severely injured with a vendetta against his dad and he is soooo so evil for wanting revenge bc uhh hello his dad is literally a hero but he's not even the worst of the villains because get this his boss is some 20 year old video gamer with eczema whose entire existence was masterminded by some evil immortal fuck who manufactured every bad thing ever to happen to this kid so he'd be vulnerable and he got picked up off the streets and groomed into the perfect weapon who literally does not know anything else yet still cares about his friends in spite of it all goddddd he's so so evil and scary and bad thank god u have a class full of teenagers that u can send onto the battlefield to mutilate themselves killing these awful villains instead of attempting to rebhabilitate them or even mentioning the justice system!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh and the art history teacher is a dominatrix

[ramayantika]

Krishna (mystery academia)

I was inspired from that old Vishnu post and that Delhi vala post so here we go. No idea how this will turn up though par dekhte hain.

No, it can't be a dream. You have pinched yourself twice, and your sister has been calling your name out from the past five minutes, but you can't help yourself. Your eyes are transfixed at that giant grey cloud hovering majestically in the sky. A face is etched on the cloud. He looks enchanting.

Your books have fallen on the floor. A mysterious flute tune rings in your ear. You haven't heard it anywhere recently, but the melodious tune starts to grow too loud. Look carefully, who is the girl in a pink saree, her golden bangles blind your vision and you hear a boy's sweet laughter before your legs give out.

It's Janmashtami night. The clock struck 12 and kids from your society broke the pot. They jump around in getting some money from the dahi handi while the adults clap and call their kids to come home. Everybody chants jai shri krishna and bows down folding their hands. You too close your eyes. Once you raise your head to look at the Krishna murti, your eyes see a person standing behind the murti, twirling a flute with his nimble fingers. Someone snaps their fingers beside your ear. The figure vanishes.

'yada yada hi dharmasya glanir bhavati bharata abhyutthanam adharmasya tadatmanam srijamyaham' Goosebumps rise on your skin and a divine vision graces your being. The sun and the stars collide, but everybody keeps breathing. The sound of a conch fills your mind and you see someone larger than any human, than any other organism on earth stand in a battlefield. He looks fierce once and then in a blink turns as calm as a river.

'paritranaya sadhunam vinashayacha dushkritam dharma sansthapanarthaya sambhavami yuge yuge' Tears flood down your eyes as you wake up from yet another dream of this all pervading misery encircling the world that has given itself to crimes and murders, forgetting that the quest for lust, greed, pride and ruthless power has gone in vain. Once again you stand on a battlefield witnessing hundreds and thousand of mighty warriors flanked by their elephants and horses. On your side stands one man. Just one man -- wielding a chakra and a large mace. He charges off at every soldier. In seconds bodies pile up on the battlefield and a guttural cry pierces your ears. The lone warrior clutches every fallen body and weeps.

The sweet smelling fragrant chandan makes you smile. The old temple priest, a gentle soul patiently applies tilak to all the devotees. After ten people comes your turn to apply the tilak. The priest's eyes brighten as if he has known you since long. You don't know him. This Krishna temple is far away from your home. The priest looks back at the beautifully decorated Krishna murti and smiles. You blink and turn your eyes to a pillar beside the garbhagriha. There stands a boy too gorgeous to be real, a form so enchanting that it etches itself on your eyes. You feel your heart thumping as the fragrant chandan clouds your senses. You are about to fall, but that lovely looking boy catches you in his arms. Flowers fall on your head and a sweet voice whispers, "Will you finally come back, sakhi?"

The night sky is full of stars tonight which is highly unusual for this busy city. Two stars gleam the brightest. You try to figure which constellation they belong too until hundreds of stars come together forming an image of a peacock feather.

At Prem Mandir in Vrindavan, you eagerly watch all the moving sculptures showing different pastimes of Krishna. Somewhere nearby, a group of ladies are singing Meerabai's songs. Your feet tap on their own accord and you feel yourself sway. When did you raise your arms to the sky and twirl? Nobody knows. Your family watches you laugh and dance in the temple. You look at no one but Krishna. The handsome boy from the temple is back again wearing bright yellow clothes -- not too hard to miss. A rough shake on your shoulders makes you open your eyes. The devotees in the temple are staring at you, but you blush in awareness of a certain dark one looking at you.

You sit gazing at the cool waters of Yamuna, the river which played an important role in Krishna's life. She saw his arrival into Gokul and his departure to Mathura. The texts and the old say that she later accompanied him as his wife to Dwaraka. You bow your head at her and dip your feet into the water. Nobody is at the ghat, it's all quiet and peaceful. Yamuna cools your body and a sense of calmness pervades your mind. You feel yourself slipping somewhere. The river like a gentle mother's touch touches your skin. "Do not fear, friend."

The car is about to cross the borders of Vrindavana. You feel your heart cry for an unknown separation. All these nights, you heard female voices whispering, "do not leave." At dawn you woke up with the sounds of a flute and sometimes your evenings were blessed with a boy gracing your hotel's terrace at sunset. He carried a peacock feather with him. You never shared a word with him nor did he with you. The steep silence yet felt comfortable.

Should I stay? Should I go? Should I call that boy and say goodbye, but how do I find him? What is this feeling in my heart? I feel it break into pieces. The driver caught your eye in the mirror and you hear a screeching break, The small flute replica hits the backside of the mirror and there you see a divine view once again.

Surrounded by cows, his feet crossed, he stands with a flute donning yellow garbs. You see the sun and the moon in his eyes. The universe gleams in his limbs. He appears magnificent. The divine sound of the conch rings again and you fall at his feet. 'I am all yours, Shyam.'

'Glad to have you back finally sakhi...' Red palms touch your forehead and the figure in front shines with bright white light like a halo around him. A lotus flower is placed on the last page of your book over Krishna's photo. The afternoon sky is now grey and far away you see a dark cloud emerging towards you.

"It shall start again, isn't it?"

Tagging the sakhis: @sanskari-kanya @shut-up-rabert @krishna-sahacharini @ketchup-jar-ka @arachneofthoughts @jessbeinme15 @ma-douce-souffrance @tumhari-bhairavi @manwalaage @inexhaustible-sources-of-magic @reallythoughtfulwizard @bambioleo @morally-gayy @krishna-priyatama @kaal-naagin