#endeavor ment

[super-paper]

in the bnha story fantasy is used to reject and ignore someone else like Tenkos family, who rejected the reality of the situation in favor of the fantasy of a happy family. if they admitted that it wasn’t a happy family it would be like challenging the fantasy of a happy family that they created for themselves and admitting their complacency in the abuse. they ignored reality in favor of fantasy in turn ignored Tenko who was hurting  Afo has control over the narrative and likes being in control by reducing people to roles and archetypes instead of people. he likes to lose himself as a character and doesn’t want to be understood as a human he rejects reality in favor of his fantasy but when his control of the narrative and fantasy is being challenged he becomes aggressive he loses control of the narrative he was piling up, for example, ofa is the only quirk that can not be controlled he is technically is eating his own words “reality doesn’t follow the old playbook” with the same reality he used to reject is now turning on him in the form of ofa.  izuku has been given a quirk and now attends ua he got to live his dreams as a hero he gets to live out his fantasy but while he was using his quirk he constantly gets injured due to his lack of control when izuku lived out his fantasy, in turn, ignored his mother's feelings as a consequence. which comes to a head when she was discussing after being back in school

Ye!!!!!!

MHA acknowledges that fantasy is not inherently a bad thing-- It can inspire people and give them the strength they need to get through their lives! It can give them hope for their future! It helps people dream of becoming better and becoming happier! It can be a wonderful and healing force! It can save people! Fantasy has value and that value deserves to be acknowledged and respected! But, fantasy should never be used to ignore or cover up pain instead of healing it. Pretending that everything is all right when it's not or pretending that the problem will just go away if you refuse to acknowledge it is where fantasy starts to segue into escapism.

Like, to clarify I don't think every issue in MHA falls under the banner of "fantasy as escapism" (in the case of Tenko's household, there were a looooot of complex factors at play and I don't want to diminish or oversimplify any of them)-- but a lot of the core plots in MHA do involve fantasy/escapism in some capacity, so like, it's hard not to think of it as one of the main themes in the series lol.

Outside of AFO's whole deal (and Tomura's) (and Toshi's) (& Izuku's), one of my favorite examples of "Fantasy as escapism" vs "Fantasy as healing" in mha actually comes from the Todoroki plot:

The anime adds a scene of Endeavor sitting in a dark room and wallowing in anger/self-pity as he watches All Might be lauded as the ~*~ultimate superhero~*~ on TV, while Rei watches on in horror-- it's an absolutely horrifying scene, and I do understand why some ppl are mad the anime added it because it's framed in a very..... viscerally uncomfortable way. But, I like the scene purely from a narrative standpoint because I feel we're meant to draw comparisons to an early-MHA scene between Shouto and Rei:

In this scene, Shouto associates watching All Might on TV with a tender, happy memory. Everything is framed in a warm and bright way, and Shouto takes what All Might and Rei are saying to heart-- That he must be able to recognize who he is and appreciate himself independently of his quirk, and that he isn't bound by blood. It's ok for him to want to be a hero because HE wants to, and not because Endeavor tells him he has to be one. This memory, combined with Izuku telling him that "his quirk belongs to him and he alone gets to decide how to use it," allows Shouto to finally start healing.

"And that's the despicable truth!"

Meanwhile, Enji uses fantasy purely as escapism from a wound he wont allow to heal and as a way to mask his own ugliness as a person. He projects all his fantasies about "All Might" being this invincible, unbeatable, undying superman onto Toshinori-- and he's spent his entire life madly chasing after a vision of All Might that only exists in his head. He chases after the fantasy of becoming the ultimate superhuman because supermen don't have to worry about pesky human limitations like, say, dying. Or death. Or being killed. After all, if his father had been a "true superhuman," then SURELY he wouldn't have died and SURELY he would have been able to save that girl and NOTHING bad would ever happen ever, right?? ...... Right??????

Enji's long laundry list of sins starts with him treating his own sons as an extension of his fantasies and placing that absolutely impossible, unreasonable dream on their shoulders. The literal moment Enji is confronted with Touya's humanity-- that is, the moment he's confronted with his son's inevitable mortality-- Enji's immersion is broken. He immediately clams up and retreats as deeply as he can into his Endeavor persona, shutting Touya out and prioritizing sparing his own heart from injury over the heart of his son. Touya simply can't understand where his father went and spends his entire childhood trying to get him back. Mentally, Enji went out for a carton of milk and then never came back-- and Touya, a literal child, was left behind and expected to make sense of this abandonment.

To Touya, Enji and Endeavor were the same person: His dad. To Enji, Endeavor was an alter-ego-- just a mask he wore to feel better about himself and play pretend. All Touya wanted was for Enji be his father-- but being a father of course meant remembering that he is mortal, and that Touya is also mortal. So, Enji ran and continued to chase after his fantasies through Shouto while becoming more and more abusive towards his family for refusing to play along.

*AFO Voice*"This body is just a proooooooop what you're actually fighting doesn't have a tangible foooorm lol rofl lmfao 😂🤣🤣"

Endeavor is AFO's main foil for a reason. Like AFO, he uses fantasy as a form of toxic escapism-- both men essentially cannibalized their own families in their attempts to escape "humanity, weakness, pain, and death" and achieve their idea of "godhood," and both men attempt to live out their dreams through their children (AFO just takes this one to a literal extreme 💀💀💀). AFO and Endeavor are quite the pair, and Endeavor choosing to keep playing hero over confronting the realities of his responsibility as a father only enables AFO to also keep playing out his own comic book fantasies.

Speaking of fantasy.........!

When the clock strikes midnight and All Might turns back into Cindertoshi in front of the entire world, Endeavor's immediate reaction is to fly into an impotent rage and scream at him. As if to say "How dare you be human. How dare you be human when the entire basis for my whole fantasy specifically hinged on dehumanizing you. How dare you be a human, just like me!" Endeavor never understood what made Toshinori an actual hero and spent his life treating Toshi as an unreachable, unattainable "other"-- And now that dream is over. Toshinori's just a regular human, and supermen don't exist. The cold, hard, cruel reality of what he did to his family finally sets in.

Just as Touya's constant burns forced Enji to confront the reality of Touya's and his own mortality, All Might's true form again forces Enji to confront the "human" part of the superhuman ideal-- he is forced to admit that there is no such thing as a "true superhuman" and that he was always chasing after a fantasy that never existed.

Side Note: Enji looking at All Might and basically saying "YEAH YEAH COOL COOL I'M SURE EVERYTHING WOULD'VE BEEN FINE AND I NEVER WOULD'VE HAD TO EXPERIENCE ANY PAIN IF *YOU* WERE MY DAD. WATCH ME FATHER FOUR CHILDREN TO SHOW YOU JUST HOW FINE I WOULD BE IF *I* WERE YOU AND YOU WERE ALSO MY DAD AND ALSO IF YOU WERE MY SON (???) :)" is like next level unhinged and I don't think the fandom talks about it enough lmfao. Dadmight game so strong it created a generation of deadbeat fathers who would rather fantasize about ~All Might takin' them to the ball game~ than raise their own damn kids.

Another aside....!!! Bakugo's reaction in particular always gets me during the Toshirella reveal, bc Bakugo n' Endvr are so often foiled with each other-- but their reactions are like night and day.

Like Endeavor, Bakugo is witnessing the moment his untouchable, unconquerable fantasy "falls to earth" and gets exposed as someone who as just as human as him, just as human as anyone else, and just as capable of getting hurt and discouraged as anyone else. Unlike Endeavor, though, Bakugo's reaction is neither scorn nor blame-- he instead chooses to cheer for Toshinori harder and louder than ever:

Another day, another instance of Endeavor getting absolutely owned in some vague capacity by a teenager lol. I should turn this into a drinking game and just get, like, completely smashed. I mean I would probably definitely die by the time we reach the part where he starting gets verbally browbeat by horribly bitchy visions of his teenaged self, but at least I would go out doing what I love: bullying fictional middle-aged men.

^ The above is another good example of how fantasy isn't always harmful when you're still willing to accept the reality underneath it. When the chips are down, one of the things that really defines you in this series is how you react when that layer of "fiction" gets violently ripped away and you see what's underneath:

-VERSUS-

god DAMN IT ENJI--

/end

[orcelito]

Idk why it's too much to ask that I can enjoy a show with brothers w/o being reminded every goddamned day that a not insignificant number of people want said brothers to fuck :/

[solidwater05]

Looking at fungus based body horror for a Hermitcraft au and I keep finding Hermitcraft art. I feel called out

[redfoxwritesstuff]

For Eternity, Chapter 2 of 13

Alastor x Angel!Wife Oc (Isabel) Rated: Adult - this fic contains content inappropriate for minors. Chapter Warnings: Suggestions of sexual assault

Masterlist AO3 KoFi

“Welcome back, Ladies!” Alastor was in the hotel lobby as soon as the doors opened. “How did your ill-fated endeavor go?” 

“Bad.” Vaggie answered, not wanting to talk about any of it. The less people that knew her angelic origin story, the better in her mind. 

“Alastor?” Charlie tried to find the similarities between the man in the picture she had spent most of the trip home looking at and the one standing before her. 

“Whatever can I do for you?” He was in front of her in a heartbeat, leaning into her space slightly, hands planted on his cane as was his way.

“I think maybe I have something for you?” Charlie held out the silver pocket watch. 

“Angelic steel?” He asked as he stepped closer, eyebrow cocked in curiosity. “As a pocket watch? What a silly trinket to bring back. Pocket watches were a thing of the past long before my day.”

“It was given to me. A woman, she asked me to give it to you. At least, I think you’re who it’s for. Maybe there’s another Alastor? Or one who isn’t dead yet. Or one that already had their soul destroyed. Or-”

Alastor bounced the watch in his hand a few times, enjoying the weight of a well made pocket watch in the palm of his hand. Wristwatches had indeed replaced the pocket by in his time on earth. Still, they had an elegance he had favored in life that few knew about. 

They made handy trinkets to fiddle with. In life, he’d run his thumb over the faceplate of the watch his wife had gotten him while he stalked his victims… or while he sat through pointless meetings. 

She had gotten it for him as a gift early in their marriage, upon discovering his rather modest personal collection. It’s weight lived in his pocket during those few short months they had spent together. In the time after her death however, he had wore the faceplate smooth, running his thumb over it again and again as he went about his daily life. 

Alastor froze as he opened the watch. A face he had spent what felt like eternity trying to forget looked up at him.

He had hoped that was where she was. He had feared she had already perished in hell, having been damned for one wrong thought or some childhood action like so many of the weakest sinners in the realm. 

Static jumbled his voice, radio filter going heavy, “Where did you get this?” 

“A woman, she gave it to me.” A shiver ran up Charlie’s spine as Alastor clicked closed the watch and slipped it in his pocket, moving without a trace of the dangerous flair of power he had displayed. “Do you- is she-”

“My wife.” He confirmed. Though they had been separated in death, he wouldn’t deny her. He had spent decades trying and failing to forget her, but he would never deny her outright. 

“You had a wife?” Angel was too shocked to add any quips to his question. Alastor having a wife ment that surely, at some point he had an interest in more than just himself. “Does that mean that you do-”

“I advise you to speak carefully,” Words came nearly lost in static as shadows deepened, lights dimmed and Alastor’s back twisted and his neck turned far more than should have been possible so Angel was faced with his terrifying face. 

“What is she like?” Charlie was eager to settle the mood and learn more of the woman who she had only gotten to meet for a fleeting moment.

“She was sweet as honey. A woman truly deserving of Heaven.”

“How’ed she end up with a fella like you?” Angel stuck his neck out to ask the question on everyone’s mind, not having enough sense of self preservation to keep his mouth shut after the first warning. 

“I was far from deserving of her,” Alastor felt like such didn’t need saying. “We had family connections pushing us together. Is she well?” 

Charlie hesitated, her mind replaying the way Adam manhandled the wisp of a woman. 

“She’s in Heaven.” Vaggie answered, as if that was an answer. 

Alastor accepted it with a nod, “I thank you for bringing me her trinket.” 

“She said to tell you that she loved you,” Charlie blurted out. “No, that’s not exactly it. She would always love you, that was it. I didn’t have a chance to talk to her but she said she would wait forever for you.”

The wide toothed smile on Alastor’s face closed, pulling tight, “She shouldn’t.”

“You can try for redemption.” Charlie felt renewed hope for him. He had someone to be redeemed for!

“No, thank you.” Alastor’s smile grew again, cut wide by his sharp teeth. “I am hardly the man she knew. I thank you again, for the trinket, and carrying my Isabel’s message. Good Night.”

~~~~~<3

Adam was in a rage as he threw her against the wall. Isabel wished for nothing more than to die. If this was heaven, she didn’t want to be here. 

“What were you talking about!”

“I just wanted to find him.” She whimpered in the face of Adam’s rage. He was held up as the perfect man, the first man. If he was placed next to the man she loved though, he couldn’t even live up to his shadow. 

“He’s a disgusting Sinner!” Adam grabbed her again. “Why do you hold out for him? You could have me, the original dick.”

“You’ll never be half the man he was!” 

Adam threw her on the floor and loomed over her. “Take what I am willing to give you,” His hand grasped her ankle and pulled her toward him as she tried to get away. “And I will make you forget him.” 

“You’re as much a sinner as anyone in hell!” She kicked at him, “This is no Heaven. This is but a beautiful blasphemous lie. This is Hell!” 

~~~~~<3

Alastor sat in Rosie’s parlor, teacup of rich warm blood swirling as he was lost in his thoughts. Across from him sat his dearest friend in Hell. Her territory was a refuge for him, somewhere without cameras and where those who would spread idle gossip about him were not eager to wander inside.

“Alastor Dear, As glad as I am to see your face, what troubles you?” 

Rosie had been sitting in silence, watching him. She waited patiently for him to open up before her soft prodding, though she wouldn’t dare push or pry. Maintaining a friendship with her often chaotic fellow Overlord took some delicacy and respect for his many boundaries and walls.

“My wife,” Alastor’s smile was subdued yet ever present even as the weight of his punishment in hell crashed over him once again. 

It was a weight he had long ago gotten used to. He had learned to thrive under but when he was forced to remember this part of his living life, it was a stone around his neck that threatened to try to drown him. There wasn’t a chance in hell that he would let it.

He needed to once again cast aside the stone. She was where she belonged and he would never be with her again. So what if she waited for him? So what if she still loved him? She didn’t know the sins he carried. He needed to throw her memory aside, once again, and leave the past in the past. 

There was nothing that could be done to change anything. 

She sat back in her chair, back perfectly straight and empty eyes wide. Sure, she had been privy to the fact that at one time, he had been married but most gave up such ownership over their spouse after a few decades, referring to them as former, ex or late.

It was easy to assume due to his apparent lack of romantic or sexual drive that he had mentally divorced himself from the relationship long ago, shed the shackles that societal expectations bound him with in his life. They hadn’t spoken explicitly about his preferences or desires, it wouldn’t be proper, but she had a way of knowing these things. 

Or at least, she had thought she did.

The idea that taking a wife had been anything more meaningful to him than the socially expected and proper thing to do hadn’t crossed even her mind. All things exist in a spectrum, she supposed, and matters of the heart were rarely anything less than complex. 

Alastor placed a open pocket watch on the table between them after she was all but certain that he wasn’t going to discuss the matter further, “She’s in Heaven.” 

“How did you get this?” She asked, picking the silver watch, gleaming in a way things in hell rarely did, and examining the picture inside. 

It was hand sketched and ever so detailed. Crafting the image clearly took a significant amount of time. Someone had slaved over the artwork inside for a great many hours to produce something that had near photo results. 

“Is this-?” 

“My Darling and I, the day we wed.” Alastor confirmed. “She had always been a talented artist, though I’d say her skills have progressed significantly in the decades since she left my side.” 

“It’s very good,” Rosie said, “You made a lovely couple.” 

“Our Darling Princess delivered it when she returned from Heaven,” Alastor took a long pull from his teacup. “A gift from Isabel.”

“I’m so sorry, Alastor.” She slid the watch back toward him, not sure what the proper thing to say to him in that moment was. 

“No need, my dear friend.” He absently responded as he pocketed the watch, sparing a moment to run his thumb over the faceplate hiding the picture inside. “No need. She is where she belongs, as am I.” 

“Yet it weighs on you,” Rosie pointed out, “You long for her?”

“Perhaps.” Alastor wasn’t fond of the questioning but thankfully, Rosie did so with tact and respect. It was something lacking from the hotel residents who struggled to picture him caring for anyone, let alone as a husband. “She is safe, as she should be.”

“It’s a relief then?” Rosie asked, plucking a lady finger from the plate between them. “To know she didn’t parish in an extermination?” 

It hadn’t occurred to her that he had been looking for, hunting for anything more than the powerful demons he killed as he arose to power. Perhaps there had been a bit of something else driving the events of those days. Now wasn’t the time to ask however.

“To know that she is where she belongs,” Alastor countered.

“Which isn’t with you?” Rosie delicately tried to untangle the complexities of her dear friend. 

“Which is somewhere safe,” Alastor corrected. “You know just as well as I, Hell chews up and spits out those who are not savage enough to earn respect and take power.” 

~~~~~<3

Sulfur stung her nose as the portal to Hell opened. This was her chance, she had humored Adam though it had made her skin crawl to get to this moment. Adam wasn’t an intelligent man but still, it wasn’t easy to allow him to believe that she was finally willing to entertain his advances, his hands on her. 

It was too much to hope for that he would know anything about her husband but he was her ticket to where he was. It was common knowledge that Adam took his warrior angles between Heaven and Hell in order to protect the gates. 

There’s no way she could convince Adam to take her with him. Manipulation wasn’t her strength in the slightest. Just pretending to accept Adams advances was challenging enough. 

It wasn’t for nothing at least. It had gotten her here, standing at the front of the select crowd who would see off Adam and his warriors to the mighty battle as the citizens of Hell once again rose up to try and overtake the gates. This was a war only a select few knew about and being one of those few took work. 

Golden sparks kicked to life in the air in front of the army. Sparks grew, swirling to life into a large portal from what had started as a pinprick. Adam offered her a cocky grin that she did not return before he lead the first wave of his army though.

This was her chance, Isabel knew. It was now or never. If she let this chance pass by, she wouldn’t get another. 

Counting, Isabel prepared herself to do something she knew she could never come back from. 

One. Looking in the distance she saw her Mother-in-law nod her blessing. How she had managed to get that close, Isabel would never be able to ask her. Everything she had learned, everything she had feared, everything she had experienced in Heaven, she had shared with her dear Alastor’s mother. If anyone knew how much being separated from him was torture to her, it would be his mother. 

Two. She fluttered out her wings, tensing muscles and ruffling feathers. To pull this off she needed every feather in place. She needed every muscle to propel her forward before anyone could stop her. Hopefully at least. 

Three. One last deep breath of the cleanest air she would ever breathe as the hot sulphuric air wafted into heaven from the open portal. Just a few more rows of the army were left. 

 Now. She ran, long dress clutched in one fist as she hiked the hemline up to her knees, wishing she had worn the dip hemline she had favored instead of the ankle long hemline Adam liked. She had to manage without getting caught. She had to make it through and out of reach of the angels while she fell. 

One powerful beat after the other allowed her to pick up speed as she ran forward, going as fast as her legs would carry her. Then she was going faster, feet grazing the stone floors as she shot forward into the stream of deadly angel warriors.

Fingers grazed the feathers of her wings in a startled attempt to stop her as she shot away from the army. For a moment, she was disorientated. 

They were supposed to be high above hell, defending the gates from one of the frequent uprisings. She had planned to fall, hoping to miss the battle and fall fairly safely.

Instead, the portal all but threw her out into the battle near the grounds of Hell. This wasn’t right but Isabel had no time to get her feet under her. The air burned her lungs as she gulped  air as her wings beat with all the strength she could manage. 

Dodging out from the army, a black tentacle nearly knocked her out of the air. She had to get away from here, where ever here was before she could do anything else. Flying from rooftop to rooftop, she did everything she could to try and put distance between her and the battle without drawing attention to herself.

Once the fighting was over, she would look for him. First she had to find somewhere safer to wait out the violent fighting taking place around the large building. Surely, everyone would be paying attention to the battle and one lone angel wouldn’t draw too much attention, right?

~~~~~<3

TagList: @catticora, @alastor-simp

[surrealistnyc]

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We also published a special issue outside the collection: Desorden Orgánico, with automatic drawings of mine.

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[talesfromawannabewriter]

Hell is Forever(whether we like it or not)

Charlie and Adam talking about the hotel

Charlie: please mom, isn’t there anything you can do to help? I really need, we need it, our people need this chance to live!

Adam: charlie

Charlie: if we get this chance imagine how many souls we can help

Adam: (slightly frustrated) Charlie

Charlie: and I know they messed up but that doesn’t mean

Adam: (fed up stops Charlie mid sentence) CHARLIE! let me stop you right there, save us both precious time, what your suggesting is letting them climb, up the ladder, do you think heaven will allow them to cross the pearly gates?

Charlie: well uh,

(Adam gently grabs her cheek and caresses it with a forlorn look on his face)

Adam: I’m sorry baby but there’s no defying fate, because hell is forever whether we like it or not, they had the chance to be better now they have to boil in the pot, because the rules are black and white there’s no use in trying to fight it, their burning for their lives and the angels kill em again

Charlie: but what if,

Adam: please try and relax Char, your not doing favors for yourself, your even implying that those souls don’t deserve death! Are they winners are they sinners, because it’s cut and dry

Charlie: well actually if we look at

Adam: fair is fair, an eye for an eye!

(Adam flies up and gets Charlie to look up)

Adam: when all said and done! There’s the question of fun? And for those with divine ordained ment, extermination is to help with the containment!

Adam: Hell is forever, whether we like it or not, they had the chance to be better now they have to boil in the pot! Because the rules are black and white there is no use in trying to fight it, they have to burn for their lives until they’re killed once again! FUCK IT! (Brings out his guitar and starts to shred on it)

Adam: Hell is forever and it’s meant to suck a lot, so please give up this endeavor cause you just don’t have a shot, you heard what the gal said, they’ve made the determination to move up the extermination! You need to prepare because they’ll be back in SIX MONTHS!!!

(Charlie drops to the floor in tears and Adam holds her close letting her cry out her frustrations on the unfair reality that is their situation)

[qsmphatchlingproject]

Welcome to D.R.A.G.O.N

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Seja bem-vindo a D.R.A.G.O.N

Também conhecida como Digital Replica Administration for Growth Optimization and Neurology (Administração de Réplicas Digitais para Otimização Desenvolvimental e Neurologia), DRAGON é uma organização dedicada em pesquisar o desenvolvimento mental de indivíduos na nossa sociedade do dia-a-dia, tudo com o auxílio da nossa inovadora e eficiente tecnologia. Desde a nossa inauguração em 19XX, temos feito grandes avanços na ciência da saúde mental, e na compreensão da mente humana.

Enquanto muitos dos nossos estudos estão prontamente disponíveis ao público geral, nosso comprometimento de mais longo prazo (e cujo você foi aprovado para participar, ao ter se tornado parte da DRAGON) — referido como "The Hatchling Project", ou "Projeto Hatchling", é uma pesquisa de alto mérito que já está sendo conduzida por mais de duas décadas, e continuará a ser tratada como assunto confidencial no futuro por vir. Nenhum atual ou ex-funcionário da DRAGON poderá divulgar qualquer informação sobre o Projeto Hatchling, seja a questão dos objetivos, seus envolvidos, ou onde é situado.

Qualquer informação em torno do Projeto Hatchling é feito disponível para sua visualização aqui; o banco de dados DRAGON. Isto, junto com tudo em torno do projeto, é considerado como confidencial, e aqueles que almejam compartilhar esta informação com terceiros arriscam em terem seus postos dentro da DRAGON permanentemente encerrados.

Em adição à informação já apresentada, você também poderá acessar a Central de Ajuda DRAGON se tiver quaisquer dúvidas ou perguntas sobre a DRAGON, Projeto Hatchling, entre outros. Não hesite em nos contatar, pois nossos encarregados terão o maior prazer em lhe providenciar com as respostas que procuram.

Ao concordar com nossos termos e condiç��es, poderá então avançar adiante.

Obrigado por contribuir para a nossa causa.

[newtthetranswriter]

I’m thinking I need some Dabi…maybe reader is the kid of a fellow villain the League is working with or even a former target, but they form a bond and he sneaks into their room from time to time to visit and label their relationship;)

Paring: Dabi x Reader

Word count: 1764

Warnings: Mentions of childhood trauma, spoilers for Dabi’s past if you haven’t seen that bit yet, talk of killing endeavor.

A/n: One, thank you for requesting. Two, I love you. Three, I hope you like it. I went for a more reader is also the kid of dick prohero and became a villain. 

Being the child of a hero wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Having the constant pressure of being better than your parents and proving that you’re also great at saving people sucks. I spent my entire childhood trying to prove myself and when I failed to get into U.A my life just got worse. I was kicked out because how could I not get into the best hero school with my quirk.

    My quirk let me draw energy from the moon and stars and turn it into powerful attacks. I was also able to heal minor wounds with my quirk but nothing substantial enough to go into a medical field. Having a quirk that relied on the moon meant that taking the entrance exam in the middle of the day was extremely difficult, this resulted in me not scoring enough points to get in. This pissed off my parents who called me a disappointment for not being able to use my quirk during the day, not my fault but ok, they said they couldn’t bear to deal with a child that couldn’t be a hero so they kicked me out.

     That was eight years ago. I’ve spent that time living on the street and doing some not so legal things to survive. Being able to use my quirk at night made it fairly easy to steal from shops and people wandering the wrong parts of town late at night. I quickly earned the villain name of Moon Spirit. Now don’t get me wrong I wasn’t a villain in the sense of hurting people just to hurt people. I only did it to survive, if someone got hurt maybe they shouldn’t have been in my way.

     My ability to unleash powerful attacks at night is what led the League of Villains to recruit me. They were planning an attack on U.A’s current Class 1-A. This attack was to happen at night up in the woods, and they figured having my powers there would be valuable. They weren’t wrong, I was able to help keep the Pro-heroes distracted while the rest of the group went after a kid named Bakugo. After the attack and nearly being caught by All Might I officially joined the league. It just made sense, working in a group would offer more protection not to mention our goal was to overthrow this corrupt hero loving society, which was down to help with.

     I hated heroes after what my parents did and that hate only grew stronger as I got closer to a certain fire user who trusted me with the truth of his past. After finding out that Dabi was Endeavor’s oldest kid and hearing how the flaming ass treated his kids, I knew I would help Dabi take out the overgrown birthday candle. He also became aware of my past and agreed to help me take out my parents as well. 

     All of this happened in one of our secret late night meetings. Every night one of us would sneak into the other’s room and we would just relax. SOmetimes it would be playing some video game I managed to steal from Shigaraki, other nights we just layed down and vented about our trash parents. Right now it was a more relaxing night, I had Kurogiri warp me to a convenience store nearby where I snagged a bunch of candy and sodas, and now we are just watching random shows trying to forget the trauma of our life and enjoy each other's presence. 

      The comfortable silence that overcame the room as the current program ended on the tv was broken by Dabi. “What are we doing? I know what the League's plan is, that’s not what I’m talking about.” He asked and then began clarifying what he ment. “I mean what are me and you doing? We both know this probably isn’t going to end well, one of us is going to get captured or hurt. We shouldn’t be doing this, hanging out late at night sharing secrets and trauma bonding.” He stated sitting up and moving away from me.

      I was in complete shock. I know he’s right but I thought we were doing more than trauma bonding and I had to voice that. “I don’t think we are just trauma bonding, if that was the case you would have told me about your past long before these late night hang outs. You’re right that one of us is probably going to end up hurt or in jail but why can’t we enjoy our time together.” I said trying to get him to see that even if shit goes south in the future we can enjoy right now. “If you feel that sneaking out to talk in the middle of the night is pointless then just say the word, and I will go back to my room and act like nothing ever happened. But if you do that now you can’t change your mind. If there is any doubt in your mind that you still want to have these late night meet ups, then be quiet and play the next show.” I didn’t want to leave but if Dabi wanted to end it then so be it. I would walk away and lock these feelings away and pretend nothing ever happened.

      Dabi stayed silent for a moment. “I don’t want to stop doing this, but if we keep doing it I won’t be able to go through with my plan. I’ve grown too attached to you, I need to let you go before I change my mind on other plans.” He said not fully explaining himself.

      “What does that even mean? You grew too attached to me? Like you caught feelings, cause if that’s the case news flash so have I but that doesn’t mean you have to change any plans for that. I accepted that we may lose each other but I want us to spend whatever time we have left together. Don’t make us stop being together because you think you’re going to die, you should instead make more time for us to enjoy each other’s company.” I expressed my feelings, not noticing that he was staring at me wide-eyed not having expected this reaction. “I love you, Toya. And I’m tired of hiding it. If you really think you can’t go through with killing your dad because of your feelings for me then don’t do it. Hurt him in a different way, make him wish he was dead. But don’t cut me off.” I now had tears running down my face, not realizing what I had called him.

      To say Dabi was stunned would be an understatement. He never expected that suggesting our hangouts stop would lead to me saying I loved him, and definitely not me calling him his real name for the first time. “I-i love you too. But I wouldn’t even know where to start. The only way I can think to hurt him in such a way is hurting my brothers and sister, and I can’t do that. The best way to get revenge is to kill him and the only way for me to do that is to sacrifice myself.” He was letting his thoughts flow with no filter. It was the first time he admitted that he couldn’t hurt his siblings. “I know I said in the past I could hurt Shoto but I don’t think I can. I have to kill Endeavor . That's the only way to make him pay for everything he has done to us.” He had blood leaking from the staples near his eyes at this point. It would have scared me if I didn’t know that was because of how damaged his tear ducts are.

      I reached over and rested my hands under his eyes, letting the small amount of energy I gathered on my trip to store relieve some of the pain near his eyes. “It’s good to know that your feelings about hurting your siblings have changed, all they have done is be hurt by your father. I can see why you think killing him is the best option, but what if we did something a little less violent for once? I have a few ideas and it would hurt both of our parents.” I said trying to find a solution so that maybe he doesn’t have to die to get revenge. He looked at me confused for a second but nodded for me to continue. “We make videos. And before you ask, let me explain. We make videos telling the world all horrible things our parents have done. You tell the world how Enji Todoroki is an abusive ass who views his children as weapons to take down All Might, and when they don’t meet his standards he casts them aside like trash. Show them who you are. Let the world know that the new number one hero’s kid is alive and fighting against him. I’ll do the same explaining how my parents kicked me out because I couldn't be a hero. And to add salt to the wound we tell the world that we can’t be stopped as long as we have each other.” I told him. 

     He just looked at me for a second, before he responded. “I will agree to do that but only if you agree to never call me Toya again. As well as if he doesn’t completely break from being exposed as a horrible father you help me kill him, you have to help me end him so we both live.” He said resting his own hand on my check.

     I blushed as I realized I had in fact called him Toya earlier when my emotions had gotten the best of me. I just smiled and nodded. “If he somehow manages to overcome being outed as a dick, I will help you end him. And I apologize for calling you that. Let me rephrase, I love you Dabi.” I said with a smile. “Now if we are done with this mushy shit, I would like to watch some more movies with my boyfriend if that's okay with you.” I smirked at him as a slight blush over took his own face, well at least the parts not covered with deep purple scars.

     “Yeah, whatever.” he responded and moved so we were back to laying against each other to see the tv. The only difference was instead of crossing his arms behind his head he had one draped over my shoulders pulling me closer.

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Rimanete immersi in quel puro vuoto che è la presenza di Dio e la vera fonte di ogni sforzo spirituale. Basta sinceramente presentarsi come candidati per la libertà. Avere fiducia, senza la necessità di conoscere qualcosa, come ad esempio quanto bene si stia ‘procedendo’, che cosa sia probabile che ‘accada’ e così via. Una volta risvegliato il senso della presenza, si avrà il coraggio di cedere tutto al potere massimo e di sciogliere la mente nel Sé. (White Fire – Mooji) ************************ Remain immersed in that pure emptiness which is the presence of God and the true source of all spiritual endeavor. It is enough to sincerely present yourself as candidates for freedom. Having confidence, without needing to know anything, such as how well you are 'progressing', what is likely to 'happen' and so on. Once the sense of presence has been awakened, one will have the courage to surrender everything to the maximum power and to dissolve the mind in the Self. (White Fire – Mooji) 

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"'Escape valve': Pipeline wanted between prisoners, warders," Ottawa Citizen. July 21, 1971. Page 21. --- By Gerard McNeil Canadian Press staff writer Wardens of 32 federal prisons have been directed to allow prisoners to elect, by secret ballot, committees to improve co-operation with management."

Although the committees of prisoners will have neither decision-making authority nor administrative power, they will have specific purposes and are expected to bring about change within the instructions.

The primary purpose, set out in an announcement Tuesday by Solicitor General Goyer, will be to "open up better communications between staff and inmates."

The committees will also make suggestions on treatment and training programs, acting as an escape valve for the tensions that build up in penitentiaries.

Spokesmen here say a raft of directives is going out from penitentiaries commissioner Paul Faguy's office, all aimed at "humanizing the whole system." They involve everything from rules on correspondence to visiting privileges.

"These are the things they complain about," an official says of the 7,000 federal prisoners, whose frustrations have been vented in several institutions in recent months.

The most notable disturbance occurred in April at Kingston penitentiary, where guards were held hostage while a committee of prisoners car ried grievances outside.

One factor said to have led to the Kingston riot was fear among prison ers of the kind of life they would lead when transferred to Millhaven, a new maximum security prison 18 miles away. Rumors of round-the-clock surveillance of electronic eyes - which don't exist at Millhaven -- were mentioned.

Prison disturbances traditionally have been associated with the "little" things: Irritation at an unvaried menu: complaints about unexplained changes in routine.

"We recognize that committees or prisoners elected by the inmate population can provide a vital communications link between the inmate body and the prison population," Mr. Goyer said in a news release.

"Until now the only committees in existence were those dealing with recreational activities and community relations.

"We believe the expansion of the area of endeavor will be extremely valuable for all concerned."

Under Mr. Faguy's directive, effective Aug. 1, the committees would work with the administration on treat ment and training programs, recreation, privileges, and community service projects.

High turnover The committees would be elected twice a year - the turnover in prison population is high owning to releases and admissions - by secret ballot. Committee meetings would be held once a month, with recommendations and suggestions being forwarded to the wardens.

The inmate representative would be responsible for informing the group he represents - a cell block, for instance - of proceedings. And minutes would be tacked on notice boards.

Recently the penitentiaries service announced that leisure clothes will be provided for prisoners and work clothes will be of better material, with the numbers on the inside rather than the outside.

After the matter was raised in Parliament, Mr. Goyer ordered that letters to himself or members of Parliament from prisoners no longer be censored by prison officials.

Both Mr. Goyer, who became solicitor-general last December, and Mr. Faguy, penitentiaries commissioner since last September, have been pushing the program to 'humanize" the prisons.

But some of the rules are said to pre-date Confederation and a stifling military atmosphere can still be found.

And even if the prisons can be humanized, some of the prisoners may raise difficulties. Two prisoners at Kingston died of the beatings they received from their fellows during the four days the prison was under inmate control in April.

Picture caption: House of bars Directives aim at 'humanizing the whole system'

[mykingdommusic]

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OF THE MUSES: the existential universe of her sophomore album

"Underheavens— Of Blood, Ghosts and Saltwater" is the evocative title to OF THE MUSES' new album. Cristina Rombi, mind and soul of the project, is now in Brussels, Belgium, to record the new album. The potent production of Opus Magnum Studio, ran by famed producer and musician Déhà (Slow, ex-Dropdead Chaos, Wolvennest among others) will definitively shape the sound of the Italian artist's newest endeavor.

If with "Senhal" Cristina Rombi ushered us into a world of poetry, anger and melancholy, for "Underheavens— Of Blood, Ghosts And Saltwater", the talented Italian multi-instrumentalist will take us into a very private and intimate universe equally full of pain, but painted with utterly vulnerable and existential tinges, no longer conveyed through the extremism of screams, blastbeats and distortions, but rather with impressive emotional depth and staggering transparency both in lyrical themes and musical delivery.

Explains Cristina: "While I'm still internally debating whether or not 'concept album' is an appropriate definition, I can definitely say there's a red thread weaving together the sonic and lyrical tapestry of this album. At its core, this is an album about addiction, illness and losing a parent to AIDS during the health crisis of the 80s/early 90s, back when HIV was still an irrevocable death sentence. But in a broader sense, it's also about breaking cycles, finding closure, the devastating consequences of dehumanization and erasure, reckoning with life and death and what to do with the time we're granted here on Earth. It's really important for me to get these songs and these stories out there and I hope you will find them worthy of your time and attention".

We are deeply proud of what is about to emerge and incredibly eager to share it with all of you. "Underheavens— Of Blood, Ghosts And Saltwater" will be released next spring on My Kingdom Music on CD, vinyl and digital; further details to be revealed soon.

Keep in mind: OF THE MUSES is cathartic, eclectic and emotional Art!

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OF THE MUSES: l’universo esistenziale del suo secondo album

"Underheavens— Of Blood, Ghosts And Saltwater" è l'evocativo titolo del nuovo album di OF THE MUSES. Cristina Rombi, mente ed anima del progetto, è volata in Belgio, a Bruxelles, per registrare il nuovo album presso gli Opus Magnum Studio del grande produttore e musicista Déhà (Slow, ex-Dropdead Chaos, Wolvennest tra gli altri) il quale ha il compito di plasmare definitivamente il suono potente della nuova ceratura dell'artista italiana. Se con "Senhal" Cristina, ci aveva introdotto in un mondo di poesia, rabbia e malinconia, con "Underheavens— Of Blood, Ghosts And Saltwater", la talentuosa polistrumentista italiana ci accompagnerà in un universo molto intimo e personale altrettanto ricco di dolore, ma dipinto con tinte vulnerabili ed esistenziali, espresse non più attraverso l'estremismo di urla, blastbeat e distorsioni, ma con una impressionante profondità emotiva e tagliente trasparenza, sia nel tema trattato, che per come questo viene manifestato in Arte, musica e parole. Nelle parole di Cristina: "Anche se non ho ancora deciso se 'concept album' sia o meno una definizione appropriata, ciò che posso dire con certezza è che c'è un filo rosso che percorre l'intelaiatura musicale e concettuale di questo disco. Più di tutto, è un album che parla di malattia, dipendenze e del perdere un genitore a causa dell’AIDS durante l'epidemia degli anni ottanta e novanta, quando ancora questa patologia equivaleva a una vera e propria condanna a morte. Ma è anche un disco sull'accettazione, sull'interrompere i cicli, sulle conseguenze devastanti della deumanizzazione e dell'invisibilizzazione, sul rapportarsi con l'idea della morte e sull'uso del tempo che ci è concesso sulla Terra. È davvero importante per me condividere queste canzoni e queste storie, e spero le riterrete degne della vostra attenzione".

Siamo profondamente orgogliosi di quello che sta per emergere ed incredibilmente desiderosi di condividerlo con tutti voi."Underheavens— Of Blood, Ghosts And Saltwater" diverrà realtà la prossima primavera su My Kingdom Music in CD, vinile e digitale; ulteriori dettagli verranno rivelati presto. Tieni solo a mente che OF THE MUSES è Arte catartica, eclettica ed emotiva!

[ao3feed-izch]

They wanted a hero, instead they get a Calamity God.

by vegetarocks5

When Sasha Wabright wakes up in a new world that's full of Heroes, Villains, and Quirks, she does whatever she can to try and be a hero or dye like how she was ment to back in Amphibia.

Words: 5315, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Amphibia (Cartoon), 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen

Characters: Sasha Waybright, Eri (My Hero Academia), The Guardian | Three Stones Deity (Amphibia), Midoriya Izuku, Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki, Yaoyorozu Momo, Jirou Kyouka, Todoroki Shouto, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Class 1-B (My Hero Academia), Kendou Itsuka, Midoriya Inko

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Sasha Waybright Needs A Hug, Sasha Waybright Has Issues, Sasha Waybright Has Calamity Powers, Bisexual Sasha Waybright, Sasha Waybright Redemption, Midoriya Izuku-centric, Midoriya Izuku is a Good Friend, Uraraka Ochako is a Good Friend, Yaoyorozu Momo is a Good Friend, Class 1-A as Family (My Hero Academia), Protective Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Kendou Itsuka is a Good Friend, Sasaki Mirai | Sir Nighteye Being An Asshole, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor Being An Asshole, Mineta Minoru Being an Asshole, Eri is a Ray of Sunshine (My Hero Academia), Eri is Rescued Early (My Hero Academia)

source: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57843007

[homeserviceworks]

Guida Per Scelta Il Perfetto Fotovoltaici Rappresentante

Quando pensare il selezione di ideale fotovoltaico fornitore di servizi è richiedere navigazione attraverso una miriade di elementi che drammaticamente impatto il solare o di investimento finanziario. Da prezzi a prodotto qualità, assicurazioni e consumer service ogni elemento svolge un'importante ruolo in individuare il successo del vostro solare, task. Stare, sintonizzato scoprire il key aspetti che vi guida è in direzione, rendendo un educato decisione per una fiorente solare, endeavor.

Costo Considerazioni

Quando selezione a vendita all'ingrosso di fotovoltaico, è essential a fondo esaminare il costo alternative disponibile garantire di costo-efficacia. Come guardare in il world di solare ingrosso, tenere a mente che prezzi strutture di quadri puo variare diversi drammaticamente fra grossisti. Alcuni maggio offrire bulk tassi di sconto prezzo per grande acquisti, mentre gli altri potrebbe fornitura prezzi accessibili tariffe per a lungo termine collaborazioni. È importante valutare questi costo modelli stabilire che grossista puo uso è uno dei piu worth tuo o di investimento finanziario.

Inoltre, pensare qualsiasi tipo di extra prezzi che maggio e connessi tuo acquisto. Di spedizione oneri, obblighi fiscali, importazione competenze possibile tutte le impatto il totale prezzo tuo fotovoltaico fotovoltaico pannelli. Fare certe a prendere in considerazione questi spese quando contrasto prezzi alternative a arrivare dettagliato comprensione del totale investimento e chiamato per.

Infine, non non ricordo a fare le indagini riguardante ogni offerta finanziamenti opzioni o pagamento strategie che fornitore di servizi potrebbe supply. Questo può aid fare a prima prezzo molto di più gestibile e spread out su durata che tute tuo financial scenario. Da molto attentamente valutazione il prezzi e extra prezzi, si può fare informato decisione che linee con il vostro piano di spesa e obiettivi.

Prodotto Di Qualità, Valutazione

Valutare il solare fornitore di servizi i prodotto di qualità, con certificazioni e performance assicurazioni. Quando pensare a fotovoltaico grossista, cercare qualifiche come TÜV Rheinland, IEC, UL, che assicurarsi che prodotti soddisfare specifico settore requisiti per protezione e efficiency. Questi accreditamenti puo dare è fiducia in qualità di fotovoltaico elementi stai acquisire.

Inoltre, chiedi il performance garanzie fornito da grossista. affidabile grossista deve garanzia la qualità del loro elementi e fornire assicurazioni riguardante loro performance nel tempo. Performance assicurazioni puo suggerisci che fornitore di servizi è certo nel e longevità loro solare prodotti.

La Valutazione Servizio Client

Considerare valutare il assistenza clienti data dall' fotovoltaico fornitore di servizi a assicurare favorevole e senza cuciture esperienza durante il vostro acquistare processo. Quando pannelli fotovoltaici, top-notch assistenza clienti è essential per indirizzamento ogni domande, problemi, o preoccupazioni che potrebbe accadere durante il acquistare processo. Un affidabile fornitore di servizi deve offerta prompt reazioni tuo richieste, fornire utile guida su selezione di il appropriato pannelli solari tuo esigenze, e tassi affidabile support post-acquisto.

esaminare il servizio client qualità di vendita all'ingrosso di fotovoltaico, inizio da raggiungere out per le loro vendite o support group. Pagare attention a esattamente come che gestisci tuo domande e se sono ben-informato riguardo pannelli solari. oltre, esaminare consumer valutazioni o approvazioni determinare il adempimento gradi precedenti committenti riguardo il fornitore di servizi's servizio client.

Una buona e utile assistenza clienti group può fare un significativo differenza e distinzione in generale per esperienza quando acquisto energia solare.

Reputazione Analisi

Esaminare il credibilità di solare distributore da inquirenti su internet testimonianze, industria posizioni, e risposte da settore coetanei. On-line valutazioni puo dare utile approfondimenti in esperienze di altri clienti con il grossista i prodotti o servizi. Cerca modelli di risposte riguardanti prodotto di qualità, consumer service, e generale completa soddisfazione.

Settore classifiche come fiducia aziende o pubblicazioni, possibile offerta è idea di esattamente come il fotovoltaico fornitore pile ha versus suo rivali.

Risposte da industria coetanei è similmente essential in esaminare reputazione. Ottenere out a professionisti nel fotovoltaico industria raccogliere loro il punto di vista il grossista. Coetanei maggio sono importanza intese base loro proprio esperienze o comunicazioni con il rappresentante. Da produzione di informazioni di on line recensioni, industria classifiche, e peer commenti all'interno di un contesto di energia solare, potrete creare tutto tondo view il solare fornitore i reputazione e decidere se soddisfare tuo requisiti anticipo solare, energy processi.

Verdetto

concludere, scelta il a destra fotovoltaico grossista coinvolge completa fattori da considerare di prezzi, prodotto di qualità, servizio client, e reputazione. Da valutazione questi elementi fondo, potete assicurarsi che un efficace partnership e fare informato scelta che allinea con il investimento e scopi.

Tenere a mente a priorità di costo-efficacia, integrità, e favorevole acquisto esperienze quando selezione un grossista per il vostro energia solare necessita.

[ao3feed-kiribaku]

Su Mascota

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/SuVGPvX by Dulcesillo A veces me pregunto si esos ojos rubís algún día me amarán, si tu corazón latirá de la misma manera que el mío, si podrás tenerme en tu mente como ahora tú estás en la mía. No quiero perderte, así que toma esto como una oportunidad entre tú y yo. Espero no mueras de celos por tener a más como tú, es un daño colateral a nuestra relación, estoy seguro que aprenderás a amarme, voy a educarte. Te amo, Kacchan. Words: 5167, Chapters: 1/?, Language: Español Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi, Other Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Toogata Mirio, Amajiki Tamaki, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Yagi Toshinori | All Might Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki/Original Character(s), Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Katsuki/Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Bakugou Katsuki/Prototype Bakugou Katsuki, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Kaminari Denki/Sero Hanta, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Midoriya Izuku, Amajiki Tamaki/Toogata Mirio, Midoriya Izuku/Toogata Mirio, Midoriya Izuku/Original Character(s) Additional Tags: Dead Dove: Do Not Eat read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/SuVGPvX

[seoplassy]

The Importance of Early Childhood Education: Preschool in Gurgaon

In the realm of education, the significance of early childhood education cannot be overstated. It lays the foundation for a child's future academic success, social interactions, and emotional well-being. Particularly in burgeoning urban centers like Gurgaon, the demand for quality preschool education is on the rise. Among the myriad options available, Bella Mente School stands out as a beacon of early learning excellence.

The Role of Early Childhood Education

Preschool in Gurgaon serves as the cornerstone of a child's developmental journey. It fosters essential skills such as communication, critical thinking, and problem-solving. Research has consistently shown that children who receive quality early education are better equipped to excel academically and navigate life's challenges successfully. Moreover, the positive impact extends far into adulthood, influencing career trajectories and overall well-being.

A Growing Trend

In Gurgaon, the educational landscape is witnessing a paradigm shift, with parents increasingly recognizing the importance of early childhood education. This growing awareness has led to a surge in the number of Preschool in Gurgaon, each vying to provide the best possible start for young learners. Amidst this burgeoning market, Bella Mente School has emerged as a trusted name synonymous with excellence in early education.

Bella Mente School: A Beacon of Early Learning

Bella Mente School, nestled in the heart of Gurgaon, stands as a testament to the transformative power of quality early education. Guided by a philosophy that values holistic development, Bella Mente offers a comprehensive curriculum designed to nurture young minds. Through a blend of play-based learning, hands-on activities, and personalized attention, the school endeavors to ignite a lifelong love for learning in its students.

The Impact of Bella Mente School on Early Childhood Education

Bella Mente School's influence extends beyond its walls, shaping the educational landscape of Gurgaon. Alumni of the school exemplify the positive outcomes of a strong early education foundation, demonstrating academic excellence, leadership skills, and a passion for lifelong learning. Recognized for its commitment to excellence, Bella Mente has garnered accolades and commendations from parents, educators, and educational authorities alike.

Conclusion

As parents, educators, and society at large, it is our collective responsibility to prioritize early childhood education. In Gurgaon, the proliferation of Preschool in Gurgaon underscores the growing recognition of its importance. Among these, Bella Mente School shines as a beacon of early learning, empowering young minds to reach their fullest potential. Let us continue to champion the cause of quality early education, ensuring that every child has the opportunity to thrive and succeed.