I want to rip down the poster.

Don woke up, rolled over to sit up on the edge of the bed, and reached for his walking stick. He raised it up, but before he could bring it back down to summon Thor, he noticed something. Several somethings, stacked against the wall: a rolling suitcase you could hide a body in with FAKE printed all over it in huge letters, a duffel bag labeled FORGOTTEN, bags with WEAK and BORING and MORTAL and even LAME.

"Okay," Don told the pile of bags. "That one's offensive." But he remembered Odin telling Thor that, that he had made Don lame to teach Thor humility, so really the offense was Odin's, which...typical. He hated how much it had stuck in his head.

They are wrong, as well, Thor said. You are not boring, or weak.

"I am fake, though. I mean, I'm real, but I'm also fake."

I say thee nay.

The corner of Don's mouth turned up. Thor had said it like that to amuse him. Then he raised the stick again. "I don't have to deal with it today anyway," he declared, and brought the stick down. Lightning struck, and washed him and his baggage out of reality just as he caught sight of one almost buried in the pile that said VOID-TOUCHED. Oof. Well...

Thor didn't even bother to look at the new pile of parcels that took its place. It would be another load of nonsense, he was sure.

(Don turning into Thor remains NFB, rest of the post is FB. Warning for mild ableism.)