- In meteorology, a cloud is an aerosol consisting of a visible mass of minute liquid droplets, frozen crystals, or other particles suspended in the atmosphere of a planetary body or similar space. Water or various other chemicals may compose the droplets and crystals.
“they’re so unbearably dry” I was so excited for this scene to get animated & they seriously killed it wow I am still in my feelings about it! & the next few episodes are about to be crazy too, if anyone wants to obsess with me over this show lmk
Chapter one of my Oboro-centric erasercloudmic fic for @bnha-big-bang is out!
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Pro-Hero Oboro knows the last fight he was in went badly, but he wasn’t expecting to wake up stranded in a city that seems all muddled up with nobody responding to his distress calls. Heading to U.A. for help only makes things worse—he finds his best friends waiting, which would be great if they hadn’t died years ago.
Now stuck in a world where things went very differently, Oboro has to reckon with the people he never got to grow up with, the sometimes familiar kids they teach, and a Nemuri who is so close to the one he left behind that sometimes it’s easy to forget this world is really a mirror.
But mirrors don’t just reflect what you want to see in them. As Oboro becomes more convinced he wants to keep this life he’s stumbled into, he has to reckon with the knowledge that the spot he’s filling is likely not as empty as it seems…
[ID: digital art of Shirakumo Oboro and Aizawa Shouta fighting. Aizawa is behind Shirakumo. His eyes are red, and his hair floats above him. He reaches for his capture scarf, the end of which is wrapped tightly around Shirakumo in front of him. Shirakumo is grimacing, and a thick blue cloud flows from the palm of his outstretched hand.]
[ID: digital art of an adult Shirakumo Oboro sitting on a cloud. He wears a blue gi and black boots, his goggles hang around his neck, and a red bo is strapped to his back. Blue clouds make up his short beard and his hair which trails into a long ponytail]
Chapter one of my Oboro-centric erasercloudmic fic for @bnha-big-bang is out!
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Pro-Hero Oboro knows the last fight he was in went badly, but he wasn’t expecting to wake up stranded in a city that seems all muddled up with nobody responding to his distress calls. Heading to U.A. for help only makes things worse—he finds his best friends waiting, which would be great if they hadn’t died years ago.
Now stuck in a world where things went very differently, Oboro has to reckon with the people he never got to grow up with, the sometimes familiar kids they teach, and a Nemuri who is so close to the one he left behind that sometimes it’s easy to forget this world is really a mirror.
But mirrors don’t just reflect what you want to see in them. As Oboro becomes more convinced he wants to keep this life he’s stumbled into, he has to reckon with the knowledge that the spot he’s filling is likely not as empty as it seems…
