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nadalffc · 1 year

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ochoa is insane lol my man is one of those world cup players he becomes a WALL in wc matches

#love him actually #since the match against brazil in 2014 lol #mexico x poland #mexico nt #guillermo ochoa #world cup #world cup 2022 #football

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dorka · 3 months

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Most mar a garbage day is megirta (egybol ossze is omlott a site)

Over the weekend, the always-excellent John Burn-Murdoch, over at The Financial Times, posted an alarming bit of demographic analysis that has now gone very viral. It’s from a column Burn-Murdoch wrote titled, “A New Global Gender Divide Is Emerging,” which shows a tremendous political gap forming between young men and women around the world.

Burn-Murdoch followed up the column with a lengthy thread on X hypothesizing as to what may be causing this gap and thousands of other users have offered up their own diagnoses, as well: Smartphones, video games, economic inequality, lack of education, an over-correction post-#MeToo.

Interestingly enough, though, the bulk of Burn-Murdoch’s reporting focuses on South Korea, the US, Germany, the UK, Spain, Poland, China, and Tunisia. Which, aside from China and Tunisia, were all countries I worked in, covering elections and far-right radicalization, in and around the time period those countries’ respective political gender gaps began widening. I’m not saying I have a tremendously in-depth understanding of, say, Polish toxic masculinity, but I did spend several days there following around white nationalist rappers and Catholic fundamentalist football fans. And, in South Korea, I worked on a project about radical feminists and their activism against the country’s equivalent of 4chan, Ilbe Storehouse.

In fact, between 2015-2019, I visited over 20 countries, essentially asking the same question: Where do bad men here hangout online? Which has given me a near-encyclopedic directory in my head, unfortunately, of international 4chan knock-offs. In Spain, it’s a car forum that doxxes rape victims called ForoCoches. In France, it’s a gaming forum that organized rallies for Marine Le Pen called Jeux Video. In Japan, it’s 2channel. In Brazil, it’s Dogolachan. And most, if not all, of these spaces pre-date any sort of modern social movement like #MeToo — or even the invention of the smartphone.

But the mainstream acceptance of the culture from these sites is new. Though I don’t actually think the mystery of “why now?” is that much of a mystery. While working in Europe, I came to understand that these sites and their culture war campaigns like Gamergate were a sort of emerging form of digital hooliganism. Nothing they were doing was new, but their understanding how to network online was novel. And in places like the UK, it actually became more and more common in the late-2010s to see Pepe the Frog cosplayers marching alongside far-right football clubs. In the US, we don’t have the same sports culture, but the end result has been the same. The nerds and the jocks eventually aligned in the streets. The anime nazis were simply early adopters and the tough guys with guns and zip ties just needed time to adapt to new technology. And, unlike the pre-internet age, unmoderated large social platforms give them an infinitely-scalable recruitment radius. They don’t have to hide in backrooms anymore.

Much of the digital playbook fueling this recruitment for our new(ish) international masculinist movement was created by ISIS, the true early adopters for this sort of thing. Though it took about a decade for the West to really embrace it. But nowadays, it is not uncommon to see trad accounts sharing memes about “motherhood,” that are pretty much identical to the Disney Princess photoshops ISIS brides would post on Tumblr to advertise their new life in Syria. And, even more darkly, just this week, a Trump supporter in Pennsylvania beheaded his father and uploaded it to YouTube, in a video where he ranted about the woke left and President Biden. Online extremism is a flat circle.

The biggest similarity, though, is in what I can cultural encoding. For ISIS, this was about constantly labeling everything that threatened their influence as a symptom of the decadent, secular West.

(X.com/jeremykauffman)

Taylor Swift, an extremely affluent blonde, blue-eyed white woman who writes country-inflected pop music and is dating a football player headed for the Super Bowl. She should be a resounding victory for these guys. Doesn’t get more American than that. But due to an actually very funny glitch in how they see the world, she’s actually a huge threat.

Pop culture, according to the right wing, should be frivolous. Because before the internet, it was something sold to girls by corporations run by powerful men. Famous pop stars through the ages, like Frank Sinatra, America’s first Justin Bieber, or The Beatles, the One Direction of their time, would be canonized as Great by Serious Men after history had forgotten they rocketed to success as their generation’s Tumblr Sexymen. But from the 2000s onward, thanks to an increasingly powerful digital public square, young women and people of color were able to have more influence in mainstream culture and also accumulate more financial power from it. And after Barack Obama’s 2008 presidential campaign was able to connect this new form of pop influence to both liberal progressive politics and, also, social media, well, conservatives realized they had to catch up and fast. And the fastest way to do that is to try and smash the whole thing by dismissing it as feminine.

Pop music? It’s for girls. Social media? It’s for girls. Democrats? Girls. Taylor Swift? Girls and also a government psyop. But this line of thinking has no limit. It poisons everything. If Swift manages to make it to the Super Bowl, well, that has to become feminine too. And at a certain point, the whole thing falls apart because, honestly, you just sound like an insane loser.

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usafphantom2 · 4 months

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Russian cruise missile violated Polish airspace

Fernando Valduga By Fernando Valduga 12/30/2023 - 12:15 in Military, War Zones

On December 29, a cruise missile launched by the Armed Forces of the Russian Federation violated Polish airspace during a target attack in Ukraine.

The incident occurred at 7:12 a.m. local time, near the Poland-Ukraine border. According to the Polish Armed Forces, the missile re-entered Ukrainian territory after approximately three minutes in Poland's airspace.

Map showing the place where the Russian cruise missile would have entered Polish airspace on December 29. (BBC infographic)

In the X, the Operational Command of the Polish Armed Forces said that the object entered through the Ukrainian side of the border and was observed by the country's air defense system, penetrating about 24 miles into Polish airspace and disappearing after less than three minutes. He also stated that air defense troops were mobilized to identify and find the object.

The flight trajectory of the missile was continuously monitored by Polish and Allied radar systems. Polish air defense systems were in readiness and F-16C/D fighters were sent to patrol the area where the missile crossed Polish airspace.

In addition, to verify the radar data, ground forces, air forces and territorial defense troops were mobilized to track the trajectory of the missile on the ground.

President Andrzej Duda called an emergency meeting on security; NATO Secretary General Jens Stoltenberg released a statement on X saying he talked to Duda about the “missile incident” and said that NATO remains vigilant and monitoring the situation “as the facts are established.”

This incident was part of a major Russian attack involving twelve Tu-95MS Bear-H bombers, each launching Kh-55/Kh-555/Kh-101 cruise missiles, along with Tu-22M3 Backfire-C bombers that launched eight Kh-22/Kh-32 supersonic cruise missiles. More than 90 cruise missiles were used in the attack, with most allegedly intercepted by Ukrainian air defenses.

The Ukrainian Ministry of Defense noted that the combined Russian attack used more than 90 cruise missiles of the types mentioned, 36 Shahed-136 attack drones, S-300/400 anti-aircraft missiles in ground attack mode. In addition, five MiG-31K Foxhound fighters each launched a single Kinzhal ballistic missile launched from the air.

Ukrainian authorities said that at least 144 people were injured and that many others probably remained buried under the rubble.

According to the spokesman of the Ukrainian Air Force, Yurii Ihnat, Russia “apparently launched everything it had” against targets throughout Ukraine. Surprisingly, the attack did not seem to involve any Kalibr cruise missiles launched by ships or submarines, with long-range Russian bombers bearing the weight of the operation.

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meitoscringe · 7 months

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Rating all my ships on how dysfunctional they are

(1 is not toxic 10 is nuclear)

Silk road (China, Rome, India, Persia): 8/10 when Rome was alive, 9.5/10 when he died

Geritapan (Germany, Italy, Japan): 5/10

Prumano (Prussia, Romano): 6/10

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Belarus x Nyo Romano: 3/10 (somehow)

Turkitaly (Turkey, Italy): 9/10

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Nedpan (Netherlands, Japan): 2/10

#I ship more stuff but brain empty at the moment #I'll update this when I remember #In my cringe era #meitoswords #Hetalia

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ghost-party · 2 years

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CHAPTER 2

Previous || Masterlist || Next

Pairing: All Might x F!Reader

Rating: Mature — IF YOU ARE A MINOR, DO NOT INTERACT!

Word Count: 5.3K

Warnings: canon divergent, grief, emotional dissociation, swearing, anxiety

A/N: Toshinori struggles with hard feelings and makes some new friends.

The next morning, Toshinori finds a Post-It note stuck to the fridge. He reads it while taking advantage of the blender he finds in one of the cabinets, making a high-protein smoothie full of sliced banana, mango, and a generous handful of spinach.

Stayed up late. Sleeping in, but I set an alarm. Or five. Text me when you’re done with class! Dinner and laser tag tonight?

He smiles and adds Dave’s number to his phone before pouring his smoothie into a tall glass. He drinks it while reviewing his class schedule, making a mental note that he should bring a gym bag with some fresh workout gear to change into for today’s Performance Lab.

From what he can tell, it’s what UA simply called “hero training,” except kicked up to a whole other level. Toshinori honestly isn’t sure what to expect. But he’s hoping he’ll have a substantial advantage, thanks to his training with Gran Torino.

And Nana.

The sudden sharp pain stops him mid-step on the way back to his room, and he can hear the blood rushing in his ears. He can’t think about it. He can’t. Not right now.

With his hand clenched around his phone, he imagines taking the memories that are threatening to resurface and pushing them back down. He instead focuses on the feel of the laminate wood flooring under his bare feet, the sound of Dave’s snoring, the faint smell of waffles and maple syrup wafting over from the suite across the hall.

One deep breath. Then another. And another.

He keeps reminding himself all morning, even as he sits through the first half of Intro to Public Speaking and Relations. After going over the syllabus, the instructor sets her papers aside and smiles at the class. It’s a small room, with floor to ceiling windows and enough desks for only fifteen students.

“Let’s get some practice in today.”

Anisa Rodriguez is, surprisingly, less intimidating in person, considering she’s led the PR teams for countless highly-ranked American pros during her twenty-year career.

She clasps her hands and leans on the podium. “Don’t panic. You’re not being graded. Think of it as giving everyone an opportunity to get to know you a little better.”

Going in alphabetical order, she recites names from her roster, and students are given the choice of joining her at the front of the room or remaining in their seats. They then share their name, where they’re from, and what they’re most looking forward to this semester.

Toshinori is thankful the professor isn’t requiring them to come up with a “fun fact.” He’s never been very good at that. He does, however, enjoy learning more about his classmates.

He’s not the only international student. In this room alone, there are two from France, one from Brazil, and another from Poland. While some of his peers speak with confidence and poise, others are clearly nervous, avoiding making eye contact and stumbling over their words. Professor Rodriguez seems unfazed, thanking each student and making sure to ask them a question about something they’ve shared.

“Last but not least, Toshinori Yagi.”

As he walks to the front of the room, a few hushed voices can be heard, murmuring too quietly for him to make out what they’re saying. He knows his height and build tend to make him stand out in a crowd, so he’s used to receiving stares and comments. But as he turns to face his classmates, he clears his mind and smiles.

Showtime.

“My name is Toshinori Yagi. I’m a transfer student from Japan. I graduated from UA High School earlier this year. And I’m looking forward to honing my skills as a hero, as well as learning more about American culture.”

Professor Rodriguez nods approvingly and begins to ask him a question when another voice asks, sounding awestruck, “Aren’t you the guy who won the UA Sports Festival?”

Toshinori’s smile remains bright and unmoving as he meets the gaze of a student in the front row. He has a tanned, freckled face and curly brown hair shaved into an undercut. Alex Parrish, he recalls. He’s always had a knack for remembering names. “Yes, I am.”

“That’s so fucking cool.” Noticing the professor’s raised eyebrows, Alex slaps a hand over his mouth. “Sorry! I just — My friends and I have watched that for, like, years. Ever since middle school.” He leans forward, his knee nervously bouncing under his desk. “And you were amazing.”

Professor Rodriguez politely clears her throat, and Alex sinks back into his chair, mouthing another sorry. But his apology doesn’t do anything to wipe the excited grin from his face.

As Toshinori returns to his seat, the professor steps up to the podium. “Thank you, Toshinori. Now, let’s talk about your first assignment.”

When class ends, Toshinori is unsurprised to find Alex waiting just outside Auburn Hall, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet. He practically bounds forward and breathlessly continues where he left off. “Seriously, dude, you’re the coolest. Your quirk is like —” He punches into his palm. “— pow, but also like —” He mimes an explosion around his head. “— boom. Mind-blowing.”

Toshinori can’t help but laugh, which only makes Alex’s smile widen. “I don’t know about that. But thank you.”

The two of them begin to walk back towards the residential circle, the next ring out from the academic buildings. Much like yesterday, it’s hot and sunny, bright enough to prompt Alex to pull a pair of aviator sunglasses from the pocket of his palm tree print shorts.

“Well, consider me your biggest fan. As long as that’s not weird or anything.” Alex’s grin is wide and earnest, and Toshinori can’t help but offer him a small smile in return.

He listens to Alex’s bubbly chatter until they part ways, Alex heading in the opposite direction, towards his dorm in Tatum Hall, while Toshinori walks back to the Honors Complex. There’s no sign of Dave when he enters the suite, with the exception of some recently-washed dishes drying on the rack beside the sink.

Deciding it would be best to warm up his body before this afternoon’s Performance Lab, he changes into a workout tank and mesh shorts before jogging to the rec. The heat has already left its mark on him by the time he walks inside and checks in at the desk, sweat gleaming on his skin.

It’s as he’s doing bicep curls that he catches sight of the TV out of the corner of his eye. Filling the screen is an international news broadcast, with a headline splashed in bold lettering across the bottom: HPSC Issues Statement on Disappearances

Toshinori stops and stares, reading the closed captioning amidst the noise of weight plates being loaded onto barbells and cheerful pop music blasting from the dance studio down the hall.

In a public statement, the HPSC has assured the public that they are working with Japanese law enforcement to investigate the recent disappearances of three pro heroes in and around Tokyo. Details are currently classified, but with gang activity at an all-time high in the local area, sources close to the Commission claim that this will be a focal point of their —

Trying to push down the anxiety now clawing at his throat, Toshinori slowly places his dumbbells on the rack and pulls his phone from his pocket. The locker room is mercifully empty as the call finally connects, and he’s greeted with a heavy sigh at the other end of the line.

“I knew it was only a matter of time until you called.”

Gran Torino sounds exhausted, and Toshinori feels a twinge of guilt for calling him so early in the morning. Although it’s just past noon in California, it’s four AM in Japan. “Did I wake you?”

The older man snorts. “A little late to be asking that. But no, you didn’t.” In the background, he can hear the muffled sound of a television broadcast and the scraping of chair legs against the floor as his mentor sits down with a huff. “Been up all night, working with the police.”

“Any leads?” He’s trying not to sound desperate for information. But this is something notable. Suspicious. Most assuredly not a coincidence.

This was planned.

As if reading his mind from five-thousand miles away, Gran Torino grunts, “Nothing I can tell you.” Toshinori can practically hear the frown in his voice. “And it’s nothing for you to worry about.”

“Of course it is,” he immediately replies, keeping his voice low as the locker room door opens and two students walk in, their shoes squeaking on the linoleum floor as they head straight for the showers. “This sounds like —”

“Toshinori.” Gran Torino’s voice is sharp. “We’ve talked about this. You need to stay focused on your studies.”

Toshinori’s jaw tightens as his free hand curls into a fist. He forces himself to sit down on the nearest bench and take a deep breath before responding. They’ve had this argument before, each one as frustrating and fruitless as the last.

“It’s him. I know it is.” He listens as Gran Torino settles back into his chair, the way he makes a noncommittal noise in the back of his throat. “I can help if you’d just —”

“The answer is still no.” The reply is softer than Toshinori expects, and it takes him by surprise. “He knows who you are, boy. And you’re not ready for that fight. Not yet.”

Toshinori knows he’s right. He knows. But he’s resentful of it. Even when he’s in motion, moving his body, occupying his mind, he still feels like he’s standing still, doing nothing at all. The idea of having to wait months — maybe even years — to exact justice, to do what needs to be done… He hates it.

But he swallows the words he’s so tempted to say, the protests he’s voiced again and again, and simply murmurs, “I know.”

Gran Torino heaves another sigh. “We can handle things here. You need to trust me when I tell you that. For now, take it one day at a time. Don’t let your anger win. Find something to hold onto, to keep you going.”

After promising to update him on his classes later in the week, Toshinori ends the call. For a long while, he sits there, listening to the water running in the shower stalls, nearby lockers opening and closing, clothes rustling and students talking.

It takes an enormous amount of effort to focus on all of it and keep his mind from wandering to much darker places. But he pushes the temptation down, down, down, until he can just barely feel it.

Someday, it might not be enough. He’s not sure how long he can keep avoiding the true depth of his feelings, his fury and anguish. For now, however, it’ll have to do.

From the outside, Training Center 003 looks like a typical gymnasium. But inside, there are no bleachers. Only a concrete floor and a few metal benches shoved up against the walls. In the corner, Toshinori finds a row of lockers and claims an empty one, tossing his duffel bag inside. He wasn’t sure if he should wear his old hero costume from UA, but as he looks around at his classmates, he’s glad he didn’t. Everyone’s wearing plain gym clothes — including a familiar face that nearly causes him to trip over his own feet.

You offer a friendly wave when you notice Toshinori staring at you. As he approaches, you continue stretching, pulling your left arm across your chest. When you let it drop, he can see that you’re wearing an old National Hero Academy t-shirt, paired with navy blue volleyball shorts.

“Hey,” he says, feeling tongue-tied and nervous. But you don’t seem to notice, your smile unchanged as you look up at him.

“I was wondering if we might end up in the same lab.” The idea of you thinking about that, about him, makes his stomach twist in a way that’s not entirely unpleasant.

“Do you know who our instructor is?”

You nod, pulling your leg up behind you and grabbing your foot with your opposite hand. “Grimoire. He’s been teaching here for years. My advice? Don’t read his Rate My Professor reviews. They’ll scare the shit out of you.”

Toshinori raises his brows. “That bad?”

“Yep.”

“You’ll be fine, as long as you pay attention and do as he says,” an unfamiliar voice interjects.

Turning around, Toshinori meets the calm, steady gaze of another student. A friendly smile tugs at his lips as he lifts his hand in greeting. “I’m Marcus. My brother’s an alum, and he had Grimoire for Performance Lab all four years.”

“And he’s still alive and well?” you teasingly ask. “All of his limbs accounted for?”

Marcus laughs. “Yes and yes. He’s actually a pro working at the Spectro Agency downtown — Icequake.”

Toshinori recognizes that name from the research he did prior to coming here. Knowing that freshmen would have the opportunity to seek out internships in the spring, he read up on local agencies and well-known pros. Icequake has never topped the charts, but he’s popular, frequently landing coveted brand endorsements and ending up in splashy tabloid spreads.

Now that Toshinori thinks about it, he and Marcus do look alike. They have the same dark brown skin and hazel eyes, though Marcus is taller, with a thinner face and lankier build. Even his smile, albeit softer and more reserved, brings to mind the image of Icequake he spotted on the cover of a magazine at the airport, chiseled and beaming, lounging on a chaise beside a crystal clear pool.

Toshinori just manages to introduce himself before someone else runs over, throwing an arm around Marcus’s neck and nearly knocking him over. “This is who I was telling you about!” Alex gushes, wildly gesturing in Toshinori’s direction.

“Thanks, but I figured that out for myself,” Marcus patiently replies, a hint of amusement in his voice as he shrugs out of his friend’s excited grip. Glancing at Toshinori, he says, “You’ll have to forgive Alex. He’s a menace.”

Alex simply crosses his arms and huffs. “Don’t be mean. You love me. Why else would you have put up with me since the third grade, huh?” He’s traded his palm tree shorts for hot pink track pants, and he’s wearing a too-big cutoff tank with Greek letters emblazoned across the chest. Phi Delta… Toshinori thinks for a moment. Isn’t that —

“Let’s get started.”

It’s unnerving how the quiet, rasping voice somehow manages to silence the ongoing conversations, the ten students assembled turning in near-unison, wide-eyed, to look at the man who seemingly appeared out of thin air.

Nearly as tall as Toshinori and rail thin, Grimoire lives up to his eerie name. His pale skin is remarkably smooth, making it difficult to guess his age. But with high cheekbones and a dark, penetrating gaze, it’s easy to feel transfixed.

He’s wearing his hero costume, a simple, black full-body suit that’s a perfect match to his hair, which is slicked back into a tight knot and threaded with the sparsest hints of gray.

“A clarification before we begin,” he says, each word crisp and precise. “To think of this class as ‘training’ would be a naïve oversimplification.” Neatly crossing his arms across his chest, he explains, “Your ‘training’ is over. Here, you will push yourselves to your limits. Confront your limitations.” Toshinori swears the instructor’s eyes linger on him for a few seconds before he continues, “Learn what it truly means to be a hero.”

Alex mumbles something under his breath, prompting Marcus to elbow him in the stomach. Luckily for both of them, Grimoire has turned his attention to a small tablet clasped in one of his hands. But for the life of him, Toshinori has no idea where it came from.

“When I call your name, sophomores first, then freshmen, introduce yourself to the class. Include your hero name, explain your quirk, and then execute a brief demonstration.”

He looks around at the students, seeming unbothered by the handful of nervous expressions. “Should you require a specific environment, tell me.”

Toshinori isn’t sure what he means by that until the first student introduces herself. Madeline Reynolds, also known as Magmatic, with a quirk called Core Coercion. She requests a volcanic environment, and to his shock, with a few quick taps on his screen, Grimoire changes the arena.

The cement seems to shift and mold itself, almost like sentient clay, until a large area of the floor resembles a stretch of rocky earth, much like that of a volcano. Madeline makes a pulling gesture with her splayed hands, and the ground cracks open, allowing her to pull thick, steaming strands of magma into the air, winding them together with expert precision, like ribbons on a maypole.

Toshinori’s confusion must be clear on his face, because he jumps a little when Marcus speaks just beside him, keeping his voice low. “The training grounds are designed with malleable nanotech. It’s still a prototype, developed in the support labs. But it can mimic most anything, to the point where it looks and feels real.”

“So, is that actually hot, like real magma?” Toshinori murmurs, watching as Madeline concludes her demonstration. The floor shifts once more, returning to what looks like plain, ordinary concrete.

“It can be. Depends on what the instructor programs.” Marcus steps away as Grimoire turns back to the group, calling the next student’s name.

Two more students introduce themselves before Alex’s name is called. Toshinori didn’t realize he was a sophomore, but it explains how he’s already an initiated fraternity brother.

“I’m Alex Parrish. Hero name, Flashpoint. Same as my quirk.” His grin is wide and easy as he holds out his hands, palms up. “I can stockpile momentive energy and then use it in bursts.”

In the blink of an eye, there’s a loud, echoing crack that makes Toshinori instinctively wince. But then he blinks and sees that Alex now stands in the opposite corner of the training arena, waving cheerily.

Another crack, followed by another and another, each one signaling his movement to a different part of the vast room, his body moving much too fast to be seen. Finally, he returns to his starting point and then gives a cheeky bow. Marcus slow claps while Grimoire purses his lips. But the instructor remains silent.

Marcus is the final sophomore to step forward, and he radiates calm confidence as he says, “My name is Marcus Walsh. My hero name is Oceanus, and my quirk is called Hydro Blade.”

Alex loudly whistles, and Toshinori tries and fails to conceal his smile. Beside him, however, you’re openly grinning.

When Grimoire clears his throat, Marcus continues, “I can use moisture in the air to create shapes out of water.” Lifting his hands, he moves them in a way that’s reminiscent of a sculptor molding a slab of clay. And as he does, a shape begins to form.

By the time he’s finished, he’s holding a very large sword made entirely of water. The blade is almost ridiculously large, but from the way Marcus handles it with ease, the weight doesn’t seem proportionate to the dimensions.

“Such a fucking nerd, with that Final Fantasy-ass shit,” Alex whispers. But his profanities are overflowing with pride, like a parent bragging about their child’s achievements.

With a simple flourish and only the slightest splash of water, the blade vanishes, and Marcus rejoins the group. Toshinori offers him a thumbs up, and he’s quick to smile back and mouth thanks.

Grimoire begins to call freshmen to join him up front and introduce themselves, and with every passing minute, Toshinori feels himself growing more anxious. It’s always been tricky to talk about his quirk, because… well… he can’t.

One of the first tenets Nana instilled in him after passing on One for All was that no one could know about it — or at least only a select few, like Gran Torino. Secrecy was imperative, not only because of All for One’s all-seeing presence, his operatives seeming to lurk in even the most unexpected places.

But it was also due to the fact that no other quirk functioned in the same way, capable of being passed from one person to another. Revealing the nature of One for All could compromise both the quirk and the user, making them a prime target for scientific experimentation and study.

At UA, Toshinori had managed to keep his secret, attributing his incredible strength, speed, and stamina to a basic power quirk. But the Institute required him to be more forthcoming while completing his enrollment paperwork. He only hoped that Grimoire wouldn’t be discerning enough to see right through his lie.

Two students remain, you and Toshinori, and your name is called before his. You step forward with an easy, self-assured stride. But he catches sight of your hand trembling just before you clasp it behind your back.

After repeating your name for the class, you force a smile to your face and say, “My hero name is Solar Flare. And my quirk is called Sunburst.”

You turn and murmur something to Grimoire, who bends at the waist to listen and then nods. After selecting something on his tablet, the room changes, this time in a very simple way. At the far end, three targets emerge from a section of the floor, round with traditional bullseyes marking them.

Aligning yourself with the middle target, you raise one hand, palm facing out, aim, and then —

Toshinori gasps.

He’s seen plenty of emitter quirks over the years. A former classmate and aspiring rival had an especially impressive flame quirk that nearly prevented Toshinori from making it to the first place podium at the last UA sports festival.

But he’s never seen one quite like yours.

Light radiates down your arm, growing progressively brighter until it reaches your hand and then bursts out in a wide arc. You twist your wrist at the last second, almost pinching your fingers together, and it seems to mold the light, changing its size so that it perfectly slices through the center target. It creates a clean x-shaped cut, the edges still glowing with heat.

Turning back to the class, you explain, “I can radiate solar energy and produce targeted blasts by focusing it through my arms and hands.” Lifting your hand, Toshinori can see that the skin is unbroken, completely unaffected by the heat.

In quick succession, you send a straight shot of piercing light, not unlike a bullet, through the center of the left target. And the one on the right, you engulf continuously, white hot energy connecting both you and the target until its metal base melts and the canvas cover is reduced to nothing but ash.

“But if I overuse my quirk or push myself too hard, I quickly overheat.” Toshinori can already see a faint glimmer of sweat on your brow. He wonders what might happen if you used your quirk while wearing a long sleeved shirt. Would it catch fire? Can you focus your solar energy in other parts of your body? When you overheat, how do you go about lowering your body temperature?

It’s fascinating. And he knows he’s doing a poor job of concealing his awe when you notice his lingering gaze, do a small double-take, your eyes wide, and then proceed to look flustered as you walk back towards him.

Before he can figure out what to say, his name is called. Forcing his mind to empty itself of all other thoughts, he strides to the front of the group and turns on the familiar, comfortable charm he’s so used to wrapping around himself.

“My name is Toshinori Yagi. My hero name is All Might.” His heart beats loud in his ears as he continues, “And my quirk is a simple power quirk.”

Grimoire raises an eyebrow, but he doesn’t question the evasive answer. “Provide us with a demonstration, Mr. Yagi.”

Toshinori nods, trying to think of the best method for fulfilling the instructor’s request. Seeming to sense his hesitation, Grimoire waves a dismissive hand. “Don’t concern yourself with damage to the facility. I’ll handle it.”

Even with that reassurance, Toshinori decides it will be best to restrain himself, only revealing a glimpse of his full power. He walks to the center of the room, bends down, pressing his chest nearly to his knees, and then launches himself into the air at a remarkable speed.

He can distantly hear Alex whooping below, and when he glances at you, he sees that you’re transfixed, waiting to see what he does next.

Flipping in midair, he plants his feet on the domed roof and immediately pushes off, plummeting down with his arm outstretched, hand curled into a fist. It takes only a second for him to connect with the arena floor, and the pavement erupts with the force of his punch.

Fear spikes through him when he sees the debris go flying, and he’s halfway into a lunge when he notices the chunks of nanotech-infused concrete aren’t actually landing. In fact, they’re vanishing into a seamless ring of nearly-invisible portals surrounding the point where he landed.

Grimoire lowers his hand once the worst has passed and simply says, “Thank you, Mr. Yagi.”

Alex is practically bouncing up and down as Toshinori walks back to the group, and even Marcus looks impressed. It’s your bright smile, though, that makes him feel warm all over, along with the way you place your hand on his arm, stretch onto your tiptoes, and whisper, “That was amazing.”

Not good. Not great. Amazing.

He’s not sure why the distinction has him feeling so pleased and prideful, nearly distracted enough to miss the instructor’s next words.

“Much of your success as a pro hero depends not only on your individual skills, but also your ability to work cohesively with others, as a team.” The class is silent as Grimoire examines the group with a critical eye. “With this in mind, you’ll be paired with a fellow student. I think I’ve seen enough of your quirks and your mannerisms —” His gaze lingers on Alex, who suddenly stares down at his sneakers with renewed interest. “— to feel confident in partnering you. Mid-semester, you’ll be paired with someone else, giving you an opportunity to challenge yourself in a different way.”

He rattles off names, and students move closer to one another, reintroducing themselves to their partner and talking quietly. Toshinori is initially surprised when Alex and Marcus are paired together. He had expected Grimoire to separate them, since they’re close friends and already proved that they have a penchant for distraction. But when he considers how complementary their personalities are, the way Marcus seems to ground his much more exuberant friend, he thinks he understands the logic behind the decision.

And then he’s partnered with you — something else he didn’t expect. When he turns to look at you, he’s reassured by the pleased expression on your face, the way you rock back and forth on the balls of your feet with apparent excitement.

Grimoire’s face remains unchanged as a ripple appears in the air to the right of his hand. He reaches through the small portal, depositing his tablet elsewhere, and suddenly Toshinori recalls his prior research. The instructor’s quirk, Liminal Gates, allows him to open portals between his location and another that’s familiar to him — in this case, probably his office. He does wonder, though, where he might have deposited the rubble from Toshinori’s explosive demonstration.

“That’s all for today. But don’t become accustomed to class ending so early. I intend to use our remaining sessions together as productively as possible. With that in mind, don’t be late, and don’t waste my time.” He waves a dismissive hand. “We’ll discuss hero costumes on Thursday.”

And with that, class is dismissed. Most of the students make a break for the doors, as if they had been held hostage for the last hour. But Toshinori is content to walk beside you at a leisurely pace as you chat with Marcus, having realized you’re both in the same sociolinguistics class.

Noticing Alex’s shirt again as he joins him on his left, Toshinori finally asks, “You’re in Phi Delta?”

Alex’s whole face lights up as they step outside. “Yeah! It’s a blast, man.” He jerks his thumb at Marcus, who’s deep in conversation with you about an assigned reading on language attrition. “I even convinced him to pledge last year. The guys are all super cool, and it’s, like, the chillest frat on campus, hands down.”

“Don’t forget about Tau Kappa,” Marcus smoothly interjects before returning his attention to you, and Alex snaps his fingers.

“Oh, yeah. They take it literally, though. Most of them have ice quirks.” He snickers. “They tried to recruit Marcus because of his super famous big brother, but we snagged him instead. He can’t freeze shit anyway.”

The four of you are walking back in the direction of the dorms, occasionally passing other students on their way to one of the training grounds. It’s mid-afternoon, and the heat of the day is still thick and present, clinging to Toshinori like a second skin.

“My roommate, David Shield, mentioned Phi Delta.” He hesitates for a moment before adding, “He said I should consider pledging.”

If he thought Alex was thrilled before, this is something else entirely. “Yes!” he shouts, startling you and Marcus enough to stop you in your tracks. Alex turns to his friend and grabs his shoulders. “We’ve got a pledge.”

Toshinori holds up his hands, trying to interject. “I’m still thinking about —”

“And it’s fucking All Might!” Alex pumps his fist while doing a little dance that draws the attention — and barely-concealed laughter — of a group of girls carrying tennis rackets. “UA High sports festival phenom!”

“You really don’t need to —”

His protests are drowned out by a stream of endless chatter as Alex proceeds to go into planning overdrive. “Okay, okay, so we’re going to have to bring him to the house, and we better clean up. I’m talking actual vacuuming. Last time I was over there, Ahmad had his shit all over the place, something about a new prosthetic he’s working on. And Ciaran better have moved his freaky little plants out of the fridge, I don’t know how many times I have to tell him — Did you know one bit me when I was grabbing coffee creamer the other morning? Fucking rude.”

Toshinori gives up on trying to catch Alex’s attention just as you appear beside him, asking with amusement, “So, are you really going to pledge?”

He takes a moment to think about it, Alex’s enthusiasm aside. Dave did tell him it would be a good way to make more friends. And so far, he has no reason not to trust him — or Alex and Marcus, for that matter. More than anyone else on campus, they’ve gone out of their way to talk to him and make him feel welcome.

And so have you. Admittedly, it’s not as if you’ve had a long conversation as of yet. But the way you speak to him, like it doesn’t even matter that you’re relative strangers, like you’re already comfortable around him, like you trust him… It means a lot. More than he can fully explain.

It’s the same with Dave, who called him Toshi and invited him to laser tag. Alex, an endearing combination of fanboy and friend. Even Marcus, with his relaxed openness and helpful nature.

Realizing that you’re still waiting for an answer, Toshinori smiles — one that feels easier and more genuine than his others, nothing forced or practiced — and says, with a confidence he didn’t expect, “Yeah… I am.”

#my hero academia #mha #bnha #all might x reader #yagi toshinori x reader #toshinori yagi x reader #toshinori x reader #mybigbangacademia

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astrokarochan · 8 months

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Ye abider ask

So he he go again ...

#artists on tumblr #fyp2023 #fypシ゚viral #countryhumans #request #fandom #meet the artist

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XユーザーのGlobal Indexさん: 「Divorce rate: 🇮🇳India: 1% 🇻🇳Vietnam: 7% 🇹🇯Tajikistan: 10% 🇮🇷Iran: 14% 🇲🇽Mexico: 17% 🇪🇬Egypt: 17% 🇿🇦South Africa: 17% 🇧🇷Brazil: 21% 🇹🇷Turkey: 25% 🇨🇴Colombia: 30% 🇵🇱Poland: 33% 🇯🇵Japan: 35% 🇩🇪Germany: 38% 🇬🇧United Kingdom: 41% 🇳🇿New Zealand: 41% 🇦🇺Australia: 43% 🇨🇳China: 44%…」 / X

Divorce rate: 離婚率

#離婚率

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A.B.A. (Possible References)

Before I forget:

A.B.A. Band References (from her current Movelist) (Note: this is just a vague list based on Encyopaedia Metallum, just as reference.)

Jealous Rage:

Jealous (U.K. Heavy Metal Band) Jealous Heart (German Melodic Heavy Metal/Hard Rock) Jealous Wild (Japanese Heavy Metal Band/Hard Rock)

Bonding and Dissolving:

The Bonding (Song by Edenbridge) Criminal Bonding (Song by Stonehurst) Dissolving (Song by Cruor Deum) Dissolving (Single by Doom Rot) Dissolving (Full Length Song by Et Moriemur) Dissolving (by Eucharist) Dissolving (Demo by Shotgun Blast) Dissolving (Full Length song by Suffokate) Eluding, Dissolving (Autumn's Kingdom) etc etc… look it up.

Changing and Swaying:

Changing (Condition Red, Decline, Flood of Ages, Force, Mad Mav, Prospect, Seven7, Silent Nightmare, Tvnalad, Witch, etc) Swaying (Sancnity) (there's other derivatives)

Haul and Heed

Haul/Havl (Black Metal Band) Haul Wind (Folk Power Metal) Keelhaul (Progressive Stoner/Sludge Metal) Haul (songs by Jumalhämärä, Rågbröder, Sahrana, Demo by Defleshed etc) Heed (Echoes of Solitude, Oblivion, Psilocybe, The Right Wing Conspiracy Heed is also a Power Metal Band out of Sweden

Intertwine and Tilt

Intertwine (song by Magistina Saga, Serpents Rise, The Third Grade)

Tilt (Japanese Metal Band later known for Hard Rock) Tilt (U.K. Band for Melodic Heavy Metal) Tilt (U.S. Heavy Metal Band) Tilt-X (Progressive/Melodic/Thrash) Full Tilt (Hard Rock/Metal, based in U.S.) Shock Tilt (Heavy Metal out of Finland)

Menace and Groan

Menace (Groove Metal Rock Band out of Argentina) Menace (Thrash Metal out of Brazil)

Groan (Doom/Progressive Metal out of Poland) Groan (Stoner Metal out of the U.K.) Grone (Death Metal U.S. Band)

Frenzy and Astonishment

Frenzy (Heavy Metal out of Spain) Frenzy (Death Thrash Metal out of U.S.) Astonishment (songs by Mortify, Mutexide, Neka, Newton's Cradle)

Judgement and Sentiment

Judgement (Power Metal Band out of Brazil, Finland, Serbia, U.K. and other places also Canada) Sentiment (another band out of Finland)

The Law is Key, Key is King

Guilty's Law (Japan) Odin's Law (Canada) Moshing da Law (Argentina) Lawbringer (U.S.) Broken Law (Germany) etc etc

Key is a Heavy Metal Band in the U.S. Key is also a Demo by 612 Sacrifices

King has too many song references to narrow down.

Keeper of the Key Compilation by the band Pokket Foxx

Aside the ABBA reference that's obvious If you want to search yourself go here.

#A.B.A.#Heavy Metal References #Heavy Metal Reference

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eurovision '24 semifinal 1 early review

content and spoiler warning for croatia, cyprus, ireland, lithuania, poland, serbia, ukraine, australia, azerbaijan, finland, iceland, luxembourg, moldova, portugal, slovenia, germany, sweden, united kingdom

croatia - it's not easy going first but this is a bad way to do it regardless. already the woke agenda has us singing about anxiety attacks. if you are prone to anxiety get off the stage and let real warriors conquer the hearts of evropa. "my presence fades to black" yeah i wish it would. qorban/10

cyprus - many have said this before but i think cypriots should launch missiles at ankara just to see what would happen. singer is very serbian looking with the ironed long hair, very 2008 romcom looking music video (complimentary), forgettable song, thus has got to be someone's niece. mid/10

ireland - thank you god for making our enemies this embarrassing. i just know she had a self harm tumblr blog in 2013. very sincerely sending this to eurovision is comparable in national humiliation to the treaties of trianon and versailles. 30 year old antisemitic pagan themlet/10

lithuania - this is nothing. lithuania/10

poland - kinda of a normal pop song, i can see myself hearing this on the radio while stuck at a red light. good to see a weird looking woman. jeszcze polska nie zginęła/10

serbia - #JUSTICE FOR BRESKVICA. zorja or zejna or breskvica would have mopped the floor with her. this will lose and it will deserve it, hopefully all the PZE jury members including sajsi will be executed in a public square. bad/10

ukraine - hate to say it but the loathsome ruthenians have once again sent a good contestant. if my last name was Shemaieva i would simply not use Heil as an artistic name. i can hardly believe i'm saying this but i think it would be better without the fat girl rapping. critical support for ruthenian autonomous oblast/10

australia - my opinion is colored by the fact that i was viewing the music video, which is a consistent two and a half minute face closeup of the white guy cumming. the song itself is not bad, but i could do without the white guy cumming, actually. australia gets a pass this year/10

azerbaijan - you can always count on the iranic people to sneak in subtle references to sun-worship. oldest trick in the book. considering this was the last song picked, this was maybe not worth the wait. don't want to doxx anyone but one of the backup dancers looks like a beloved tumblr user. eeh/10

finland - random xD WAFFLES. the "what does the fox say" candidate of the year, and of course its from the turbo-autistic finns. total opposite of tact and taste. the west has fallen to its far-easternmost asiatic enemy (the mongols (finns)). beyond repair/10

iceland - based for sending an older woman. this is pretty good, nothing much to add. will maybe listen to the icelandic version. top quartile/10

luxembourg - israeli broad with skinny arms singing in french ? *wiping the sweat from my brow*. finally something worthwhile out of europe's last grand duchy. am yisroel chai/10

moldova - pleasant surprise out of the illegitimate romanian province of moldova. dignified in an atmosphere where others have been deliberately embarrassing. not impaling anyone's heart/10

portugal - this is nothing. portugal would benefit from being brazil's european vassal state. meu curaçao :(/10

slovenia - the best of the three of this exact performer that we've seen, not that that's very high praise. eeh/10

germany - pleasant surprise in an otherwise very mid year. not the worst guderian i know. germany/10

sweden - i can feel the martin x marcus x reader spam in the tags already. usually they at least send something that's listenable under normal circumstances but not eurovision-material,but not even that this time around. as always, marg bar sweden/10

united kingdom - (watching the official music video) lol that's probably 4k/mo in london. nobody cares about the failstate of the united cringedom, they should have been excised from the contest when they left the eu. nice trainspotting references in the clip tho. bleh/10

final conclusion - overall very disappointing year, luxembourg stands in a separate category, even without the ethnonarcissism. germany, moldova, iceland, ukraine are okay but nothing to be thrilled about. the plague of appealing to jury votes at the cost of anything interesting is crushing this competition. seeing what got passed up in serbia instead of teya dora makes one wonder what the situation is like in other countries. help me, zejna. zejna, help me. i hope semi 2 will be better but there's not many heavy hitters

#esc24

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16^12 Angora Civs "Roadmap" (0x12/?)

Welcome to the 16^12 referee guide...

Civilizations / cultures

Starting point in Azgaar (From their maximum of 32 vanilla cultures at once...) [Super, Major, Minor tier ranks for Civ & City-States prioritization for Civ 5 scenarios-sake]

Utchewn (Shoshone Super Civ, Moson Kahni)

Marsch (Austria Major Civ, Wien)

Chunhau (Yue / Cantonese? Minor Civ, Guangzhou)

Samas (Samoa Super Civ, Apia)

Talyian (Persian Iran Major Civ, Persepolis)

Cao (Vietnam Super Civ, Hanoi)

Hwatcha (Korea Super Civ, Seoul)

May (Mayas Super Civ, Palenque)

Eqalen (Inuit Super Civ, Ivvavik)

Matwa (Swahili / Carib? Major Civ, Zanzibar)

Zebie (Carthage Super Civ, Carthage)

Mersuit (Sweden Major Civ, Stockholm)

Hugues (Scotland Major Civ, Edinburgh)

Aberku (Aremorici Super Civ, Darioritum)

Eyn (Sumer Major Civ, Ur)

Tabar (Morocco Super Civ, Marrakesh)

Tersun (Poland Super Civ, Warsaw)

Ibrad (Huron / Blackfoot / Basque? Major Civ, Ossossane)

Temu (Angola Super Civ, Luanda)

Sasson (Burgundy Major Civ, Dijon)

Treano (Italian / Netherlands Major Civ, Amsterdam)

Ishtar (Babylon Major Civ, Babylon)

Turchian (Turks? Major Civ, Edirne)

Medran (Spain Major Civ, Toledo)

Arela (Portugal Major Civ, Lisbon)

Hangzhou (Manchu? Minor Civ, Shenyang)

Palche (Incas Major Civ, Cusco)

Mangapu (Indonesia / Indian? Minor Civ, Jakarta)

Rzhev (Czech / Moravian / Slavic? Minor Civ, Prague)

Troporea (Minoans Major Civ, Knossos)

Lueur (Nubia / Mongolia? Minor Civ, Meroe)

Syrus (Assyria Super Civ, Ashur)

To the 48 cultures excluding the future's otherkin sapient clades...

Hittites (Hattusa, Minor)

Byzantium (Constantinople, Minor)

Brazil (Rio de Janeiro, Minor)

Hungary (Budapest, Minor)

Myceneans (Mycenae, Minor)

Argentina (Buenos Aires, Minor)

Dene / Cree (Mikisiw-Wacihk, Minor)

Croatia (Zagreb, Minor)

Prussia (Konigsberg, Minor)

Hanseatic League / Mecklenburg (Rostock, Minor)

Chile (Santiago, Minor)

Kazakhs (Almaty, Minor)

Lithuania (Vilnius, Minor)

Two Sicilies (Naples, Minor)

Oman (Muscat, Minor)

Songhay (Songhai, Minor)

Just noting down that the map fully wraps around the X-axis, like a globe. ;-)

Religions

Pohakantenna (Shoshoni pantheon, quirky thanks to their "Daughters of Utchwendira" communion with the divine)

Angakkunngurniq (Inuit pantheon)

Confucianism / Shinto tradition?

Al-Asnam (serving as Aremorica's Celtic druidic-like pantheon over there, inspired by the classical era Galatians)

Ba'hai (monotheistic non-exclusive syncretism)

Arianism (iterated from the defunct Christianity dialect)

Chaldeanism (Mesopotamian pantheon)

Calvinism (derived from the Protestant Reformation’s Huguenot Southern French, monotheism)

Tala-e-Fonua (Samoan pantheon)

Hussitism (central slavic dialect of monotheism)

Jainism (communal humility & individualized Ki monks culture)

Buddhism (inner way reincarnation & large monasteries)

Judaism (the theological foundation of which most of the monotheistic faiths in this world agree upon nowadays)

Zoroastrianism (Iranian religion)

Ibadiyya (their Ba'hai like Islam is a very minor religion with a outsized impact here, just like Judaism is in our world)

Canaanism (Carthaginian belief system)

Pesedjet (Numidan Hieroglyphics belief system)

Mwari (Carib religion)

Intiism (Inca pantheon)

Tzolk'in (Mayan pantheon)

Have a great day ppl!

#16^12 #maskoch #maskutchew

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[Streaming+] New Kabuki “FINAL FANTASY X” presented by Kinoshita Group [Video Rental]

There's still time to watch the kabuki adaptation of Final Fantasy X (with English subtitles)!

Last day to watch is October 31 in Japan, so October 30 for the West. But just to be safe, it would be best to see it before October 30.

Show duration: 346 minutes (Part 1: ~170 min. / Part 2: ~176 min.) Ticket price: JPY 5,100 (* Service charge included.) Sales Period: July 19, 2023 (Wed.) 8:00 (JST) - October 31, 2023 (Tue.) 23:59 (JST) Available viewing period: 10 days after purchase * Streaming Plus Service is only available in the following countries and regions: Australia, Brazil, Canada, France, Germany, Hong Kong, Indonesia, Italy, South Korea, Macao, Malaysia, New Zealand, Philippines, Poland, Singapore, Taiwan, Thailand, the United Kingdom, the United States

✨ Purchase your ticket now before it's too late! ✨

#ffx #kabuki #Final Fantasy X #FF10 #video rental #streaming video

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When life leads you to watch movies with no subtitles...

Hyde’s adventures while everyone is sleeping includes:

Taking notes abt the polish commentators during the Volleyball Championship - Brazil x Poland was wild. The polish commentators were wilder. (Thanks to @the-marron I had livestream game from BOTH sides kjsjkskjs)

- After making my invasion at someone else’s movie night (read here Marron and @dobranocka ) to watch Lighting Up The Stars, I decided I needed another movie

and since no one noticed that I’m getting hiperfixation on Liu Sang’s character ( @eleganttbarbara is suffering the consequences, but the funniest parts too, then she won’t try to kill me if - when - I send her more Liu Chang related stuff) I just...

went watching Tomb of the Sea: Hua Mei bc is Liu Sang full screentime

but

there was no subtitles. NO. No pt-br, no english, no spanish, no italian.

Did I give up?

I told myself: Hyde, you’re getting nowhere with your chinese if you don’t allow yourself to LISTEN since you can’t read as you did to learn your second language.

I have not enough to understand as I do with hindi, but there I went.

One Chinese Movie with no subs later...

Me: Wild. So this is how my brain already assimilates this language??? Amazing. I’ll do it again.

@novas-grimoire guess what. Finally this shit brother of yours is taking serious the chinese lessons.

@thesunflowersutra I’m paying the price for telling you once that I’d never be able to learn chinese kjsjskjskjs

#bc chinese is amazing #bc Liu Sang is a little meow meow in different ways from Xue Yang but yet #personal post no one cares #and it was not exactly life that leads me to be weird #is Liu Chang #nothing to worry here bc the boy is weird full time in RL #liu sang #liu chang #tomb of the sea: hua mei #hua mei #the lost tomb #dmbj

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BRAZILIAN AIR FORCE

SPACE

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C-390 Unbeatable Combination

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Ukraine should receive its first F-16 from Denmark still in the first half of 2024

Ukrainian pilots are currently training in Danish airspace on Danish F-16 aircraft.

Fernando Valduga By Fernando Valduga 03/19/2024 - 16:00 in Military, War Zones

The Danish Armed Forces are preparing the donation of their first F-16 combat jets to Ukraine, which are expected to be delivered later this semester to the Ukrainian Air Force, no later than July.

This was announced during a meeting between the Minister of Defense, Troels Lund Poulsen, and his Belgian ministerial colleague, Ludivine Dedonder, in the Hunting Wing in Skrydstrup on March 18. The two ministers discussed cooperation with the F-16 and participated in training sessions with Ukrainian pilots.

— Troels Lund Poulsen (@troelslundp) March 18, 2024

The training of Ukrainian pilots and support personnel at Flyvestation Skrydstrup is taking place within the framework of the international air force coalition. Denmark leads the coalition together with the US and the Netherlands, which was created last year and has 16 member countries. Belgium, as a member of the coalition, contributes with F-16 aircraft and instructors to Denmark's training efforts.

“The training of Ukrainian personnel is progressing well and I am proud that Ukrainian pilots are training in Danish airspace on Danish F-16 aircraft. The progress of training is largely due to the invaluable contributions of countries such as Belgium, Norway and Canada "We have exemplary cooperation in the coalition. I spent the day in Skrydstrup participating in a very fruitful discussion about the cooperation of the F-16 with my Belgian ministerial colleague," said Defense Minister Troels Lund Poulsen.

The objective of the training is to ensure that the Ukrainian Air Force has the best possible conditions to operate, serve and maintain the F-16 fighters donated by Denmark and other allies. As part of the international effort to support Ukraine, the first F-16 training modules are now part of the EU military training mission to help Ukraine. This is crucial to coordinate the global European effort in Ukraine.

“The total contribution of the fighters coalition countries sends an important signal about the unity behind the support for Ukraine. The donation of aircraft and the training of pilots are decisive and highly valuable contributions to Ukraine in its struggle, which we must continue to fight in support both for the good of Ukraine and for the good of Europe," said Defense Minister Troels Lund Poulsen.

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