#multi: the bright star academy

[murdockdevil-remade]

SEND “ ✿ ” FOR 2 HEADCANONS FOR OUR MUSES’ RELATIONSHIP.

vinny x amada || for: annie

amada's likes to visit vinny in his nightmares, since their powers are dream manipulation. she will make his nightmares into dreams and that'll make it easier for him to sleep. she will usually talk to him, too. it's not something they have to do. it's something ama will choose to do.

amada likes that she was vinny's friend before they were lovers. though she always talks about how romantic 'love at first sight' is in romance novels is, they think its romantic that they fell for vinny slowly and not suddenly.

[murdockdevil-newblog]

❛ I’m just saying, murder is an option. ❜ cybele to amada @bondgirl

Ama smacks Cy’s arm, giving her a glare that Cy’s probably used to by now. It’s very much something she’d expect to hear from her sister, but it’s annoying to hear it after she’s tried so hard to make her resort to violence as a last resort and not as a first choice. But the thing is, old dogs take a while to learn new tricks. So, she’s not mad. Just, well, a bit...disappointed.

“Murder shouldn’t be an option, it makes us just as bad as they are,” Ama says to Cy, “Obviously.” And Cy just scoffs which makes Ama scoff right back.

It’s flawed logic, she knows. But it’s the type of logic that makes sense to her, because she prefers not to add more death to a death-filled world.

She knows that with Delphine’s brainwashing that Cy won’t understand that though. Knows deep down that she’s probably holding back calling her a baby or worse. But she cares too much about people — even if they’re not good people.

Cy is a good example of that. Cloud doesn’t like Cy after all the stuff she's done to her -- to them -- but Ama doesn’t see the point in abandoning family. She can't - she won't. There's too much to lose.

[themarcspector-hasmoved]

fortunately i don’t mind a smushed cake, so long as it still tastes like cake. ⟮ vinny to amada ⟯

Ama appreciated Vinny a lot. Though the others thought he was a bit foolish, Ama saw potential in him. She saw he was more powerful than he let on and a lot more intelligent than he let on, too. Usually, he could keep up with puzzles she did, when a lot of people couldn’t. Then, when they asked him to read books she recommended, he’d hand them back her back and they’d be surprised when he’d leave notes in the book. So, she knew he just played stupid and wasn’t actually stupid.

“Good to know, cause I can’t cook worth a shit. Ez tried to teach us, but I never learned. I’m supposed to be the domestic one from the group, since my powers aren’t exactly the most useful, but…I just can’t cook pretty meals.” They smiled, before she handed him another piece of cake. “Bone apple tea.” They responded incorrectly, giving an awkward smile. "Eat up!"

for: @sunhearts verse: bright star

[theconstantine-moved]

[TEXT] - i have an idea, probably gonna get us in trouble though. ⇢ vinny to amada

[txt from ama] every idea you have gets us into trouble. [txt from ama] ain't nothing new, man.

[themarcspector-arch]

‘ i want to be there when you get what’s coming to you. ’ utp

verse: bright star. pairing: delphine & ezra. notes: lol delphine upset. oof. for: @moonsaints

Delphine’s heart thumps to a chaotic rhythm as she looks at Ezra with narrowed eyes and an angry mouth. The fact of the matter is: he has finally now understood that she isn’t a good person. This should have happened ages ago. He should have known she took on the ‘Bright Star’ program for the power and the fact that she’d get an even bigger name for herself. Not because she cared for the sake of the world.

She did not instruct a bunch of children to control their powers for the sake of heart. The fact that he’s only now realizing this makes her want to laugh, despite the weird amount of nervousness she feels over losing her one true love and only friend. 

“Get in line then. Whenever that happens, I’m sure it won’t just be you with this wish.” Her hand waves down at the ground, before she turns away from him to focus on anything except him and his now clear picture of her. “Just because I don’t want to save this shitty world, doesn’t mean I’m evil. But fine, feel as you feel. You have indeed lost the only other person in your life, other than those ‘students’ of yours, who understands you.” 

She wants to walk away, but she doesn’t. Instead, she decides to do something she never does - Delphine uses her powers on him. “Leave.” And he does, because she told him to. And because despite it all, he knows if he stays things will likely be worse between them. “Save this wretched world, and let those kids die due to your bullshit hero complex.” 

A cruel half-laugh leaves her, and then she shuts up and stares at the fireplace as it flickers when he leaves the room.

[aliypop]

Let Yourself Go Chapter 2

Word Count: 1,553

Writers Note: So I didn't see this turning into a series, but here we are, I hope you enjoy this!

Warning: mostly fluff

Pairing: OC x Elvis

Plot: Tensions rise between Colonel Tom Parker and the former Cecelia Valmos now known as Cecelia Presely as they butt heads on the vision that is the Christmas Special ( 68 Comeback Special ) can the multi-academy award winner compromise or will it boil over

Taglist:

@darkmoviesquotespizza

@sissylittlefeather

@richardslady121

@thegettingbyp2

@presleyenterprise

@sissylittlefeather

@dkayfixates

@rjmartin11

.NBC Studio's June 27

"Kinda tight, huh..."

"In all the right places..." she mumbled,

"I heard that," he smirked, looking back at her as she blushed a bright red on her tawny-colored skin. Elvis was most certainly back. And she'd remind him in all the right ways that he never left. 

"Five minutes left for the first taping," Midge yelled from the top of her lungs.

"Thank you, five!" Cecelia shouted back, straightening out her Mod Mini dress. Elvis couldn't help but stare at her figure in it. She was already voluptuous in the '50s, but God, did he love the gifts that motherhood took to enhance her, 

"El, you're shakin again..."

"Just nerves, baby." he kissed her forehead,

"If you get nervous, look for me in the booth beside Binder." she smiled, 

"Oh, it's time!"

The first show hadn't gone so smoothly. Although Elvis was comfortable and trading jokes with Scotty and everyone, Cecelia could tell in some places he was rushing from nerves, but my God, was she enjoying the view of him sweating and dancing along on the stage. and the grunts and groans and- "Wait a minute..." Cecelia mumbled to herself aloud. Either her ears and eyes were playing tricks on her, or the friction of the suit was taking its course. She knew that look. And those sounds. But she figured she'd handle that later and meet him in his dressing room.

"We'll need to add matts for the next show." 

"Got it, Binder." she gave him a nod. 

"Mind checking on our star."

"Don't mind at all." Cecelia left, walking towards his dressing room. She had passed Rosa, who was rekindling with Scotty, a man always after that woman's heart. 

"Mr. Presley, are ya decent?" Cecelia asked, switching up her accent to mess with him. 

"Depends, who's askin?"

"Ms. Dubios." she kept going,

"Ah..." he chuckled, knowing who it was. Opening the door, he had his brightest smile as he kissed Cecelia.

 "You fooled me there, honey."

"How'd you know it was me..." he glanced at her, his eyebrow doing the thing she loved so much, 

"You got me there." she pulled him in for a kiss, 

"God, you're sweaty..."

"I was gonna warn ya." he laughed, pulling her into the room. Cecelia blushed, sitting on the couch, watching him get undressed and out of the black suit. 

"I usually charge for a show, you know." he chuckled, watching his wife roll her eyes.

"Well then, I owe you quite a bit of money for the times you've undressed in front of me, huh?" handing him his engraved robe. "Oh! Also, show number two is at 8 pm," she mentioned as he kissed her hand and took the robe,

"So I have time to take a beautiful director to lunch..."

"I can't," she sighed, "I have to make sure we get a good head count of audience members for the show, and then there's the schedule for tomorrow, and then I have to stay behind. And get any last minute papers done an-" Elvis pulled her close to him and kissed her, much like he'd do in the movies. Elvis could hear the stress in her voice, but he knew she was doing this all for him. because she loved him so much. Why? He'd never know. 

"You're gonna work yourself to death if you don't take a break." 

"You're one to talk." she stole another kiss from him. 

"Well, at least let me help ya."

"And give you more stress? uh-uh." Cecelia shook her head, "You just sit here, look pretty, and don't worry about me," she looked at the clock, knowing she had to report back to Binder, Elvis knew she had a job to do, but he was missing his best friend, he was missing his wife, 

"And another thing, sweetheart!"

"Hmm..."

"Try not to cream your pants this time..." she smirked as he looked at her with a shocked expression,

"How'd you even-"

"Elvis... I know those grunts and moans." she pulled him by the belt of his robe, "Very... Very well..." she whispered in his ear.

"I-I-I- doubt that Cece."She kissed his neck slowly. As a groan rolled from his lips, 

" Damn it, Cece, you tease..." 

After the show, Cecelia was sitting on the stage, sighing. She was up deep in stress, swimming in it even. 

"You will make sure he sings; Here comes Santa Claus, correct..." Oh, how that man's voice made her skin crawl. 

"It's his show, Parker..."

"But you are his wife... aren't you afraid that the... the.. money will run dry, and you'll be a nobody from North Carolina."

"Nope..." she kept looking over the paperwork, "I was someone before Elvis, and I'm still someone with him. Now, what do you want."

" Him to listen to me..."

"Yeah... That's not gonna happen, but good luck!" she laughed,

"You listen here. He has a reputation to uphold-"

"Elvis Aaron Presley has a reputation that you managed to diminish... " she stood up,

"I- I don't know what you mean..."

"Maybe I can spell it out for you, 1959..." she grumbled, "The year his world turned upside down." Cecelia gritted her teeth, "Cutting his hair sending him away... His mama died, and my sugarplum was never the same..." she teared up, 

"But he was an all-American boy that looked-"

"He was a crying, sobbing mess who couldn't get his mama back! H-He was different after the war, lost even. Elvis wouldn't barely eat. He didn't feel like singing anymore-"

"Cause he wanted to act Cecelia!" Tom laughed,

"Cause he barely wanted to live anymore!" tears in her eyes, "You weren't there trying to ease him slowly off his pills between takes. Or-or sleepless nights when the memories got hard to face!" 

"But I was there to comfort him like a father... and like a mother... more than anything you could understand." Tom smiled,

"Then you'd understand that for once in his life... He wants to do things his way again." she looked at him,

"But Singer..."

"It's either his way or Singer can take the fucking highway! GOD DAMNIT!" she screamed as she ran out of the soundstage. She and Elvis had been through hell and back together, but there was nothing she wouldn't do for him, and he felt the same for her. She just wanted to see him smile again and love what he did again.

 "Hey, Cil... You're more than welcome to stop for the night."

"I think I'll stay for a bit," she heard the music playing from the locker room, "But I'll see you all tomorrow?"

"You got it, Cil."

Looking through the window, she could see Elvis playing his guitar with Scotty and Jerry and his Memphis Mafia sitting around listening. It was like Cecelia was back in 1954 on the road again, hoping from hotel to motel, playing guitar together. 

"Hey, E the Mrs.'s is at the door!"

Elvis looked over as he saw her warm smile. Cecelia waved as he ushered for her to come in and join them. She shook her head no until he gave her his infamous pout,

 "Glad you could make it, Mrs. Carolina." Jerry joked,

"Figured I needed the break..." Cecelia sat next to Elvis as she kissed his cheek. Elvis could see her tear-stained cheeks, but he'd ask her about that later, 

"You gone play us something?"

"Oh, I couldn't. Besides, my Gretsch is in the room and-" Scotty gave her his guitar. 

"Well, if you insist..." She laughed, "Uh, you remember the chords to Hey Good Lookin?" she asked,

"Last I remember, you re-recorded that song." Elvis poked fun as he started the song. 

Laughter filled that room all the way into 3 in the morning, and she couldn't be happier than to see her Elvis back in action, 

"So what's this? I hear about you and the colonel ..."

"It's nothing..."

"I could hear ya screamin... and you don't raise your voice unless somethin's really botherin you." 

"I just wanted to defend you," she shrugged, 

"Doll, you don't have to."

"No, I do... Look, I don't want you wearin yourself so thin," she held him by the face, "You don't have to be Elvis Presley when you don't want to." she smiled, "You don't have to be him for anyone, not even me." she said to him, tears pooling in those blue clouds of his that they called eyes. 

"Cecelia..." he was lost for words.

"I just love you too much..." she cried in his chest, "I love you so much it hurts me seeing you not happy..." he held her near,

 "I love you too much, too." he kissed her head, "I know... You worry about me as I worry about you," he took a deep breath, "But baby, you can't wear yourself thin either, not for me or anyone," he laughed, "Guess we just gotta enjoy the roses together..." Cecelia looked at him as he kissed her nose, 

"Guess so,"

"Hows about I take you out to dinner."

"Elvis, it's 3 am..."

"Shit, it's dinner somewhere, ain't it."

"Throw in a strawberry Milkshake, and I'll love you forever."

"So you mean I didn't have to buy you a ring?" she began to laugh as he smiled, "There's my beautiful girl."

[ao3feed-danganronpa]

Paper Rings (Danganronpa x Boku No Hero Academia)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/yHL0XhN

by hitoshis, shipping_my_idiots

Hope's Peak Academy, a school that is known to be the greatest of all of Japan

It is home to students who have extraordinary Ultimate talents from the Ultimate Pop Sensation to the Ultimate Baseball Star. From the Ultimate Biker Gang Leader to even the Ultimate Fashionista. The school is known for helping students and pushing them to a bright future to show the world what they can do with their Ultimates

UA is a school that is home to students who are born with extraordinary superpowers, known as quirks. The school is known for shaping and helping their students and lead them into becoming superheroes of their own one day

Of course, nobody just attends the schools all willy nilly, they moreso scout for those who would do great and would attend the school, it's how it always was

But one day UA and Hope's Peak came together and settled on an agreement to have UA merge into Hope's Peak Academy, so the school got a lot of renovations done to extend the prestigious school to how it is today

 or: Hope's Peak and UA decided to merge together and we take a look at what life is like there

Words: 567, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of I Love You So Whatever: Danganronpa x BNHA Crossover Main Story

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Naegi Makoto, Hinata Hajime, Saihara Shuichi, Akamatsu Kaede, Midoriya Izuku, there's more characters but ao3 won't let me tag them all, Original Characters, mostly the family/parents of some of the cast tho

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Saihara Shuichi, Todoroki Shouto/Yaoyorozu Momo, Kirigiri Kyoko/Uraraka Ochako, Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Aoyama Yuuga, Sonia Nevermind/K1-B0, Ashido Mina/Sero Hanta, Bakugou Katsuki/Tsumiki Mikan, Kaminari Denki/Shiroghane Tsumugi, Soda Kazuichi/Hatsume Mei, Amami Rantaro/Chabashira Tenko, Kamukura Izuru/Iruma Miu, Oma Kokichi/Saionji Hiyoko, Asui Tsuyu/Yumeno Himiko, Kuwata Leon/Mioda Ibuki, Celestia Ludenberg/Maizono Sayaka, Gokuhara Gonta/Nanami Chiaki, Hinata Hajime/Shinsou Hitoshi, Shinguji Korekiyo/Koizumi Mahiru, Harukawa Maki/Momota Kaito, Asahina Aoi/Hoshi Ryoma, Naegi Makoto/Togami Byakuya, Iida Tenya/Kirishima Eijirou, Kimura Seiko/Komaeda Nagito, Akamatsu Kaede/Tanaka Gundham, Mitarai Ryota/Utsushimi Camie, Andou Ruruka/Monoma Neito, Tojo Kirumi/Fukawa Touko, Hadou Nejire/Gekkogahara Miaya, Kendou Itsuka/Yonaga Angie, Hagakure Tooru/Jirou Kyouka, Tokoyami Fumikage/Kuzuryu Natsumi, Amajiki Tamaki/Toogata Mirio, Shishikura Seiji/Fujisaki Chihiro/Ojiro Mashirao/Ikusaba Mukuro, Komori Kinoko/Kuroiro Shihai, Kuzuryu Fuyuhiko/Izayoi Sonosuke, Awase Yosetsu/Honenuki Juuzou/Kaibara Sen/Naegi Komaru, Shindou You/Yoarashi Inasa/Kodai Yui, Owari Akane/Pekoyama Peko, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu/Tsuburaba Kousei/Sato, Nidai Nekomaru/Owada Mondo/Yanagi Reiko, Past Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi - Relationship, past Monoma Neito/Shindou You, Koizumi Mahiru & Sato, Komaeda Nagito & Nanami Chiaki & Saionji Hiyoko & Oma Kokichi, Hinata Hajime & Kuzuryu Natsumi & Shinsou Hitoshi, Ashido Mina & Bakugou Katsuki & Kaminari Denki & Kirishima Eijirou & Sero Hanta, Asui Tsuyu & Iida Tenya & Midoriya Izuku & Todoroki Shouto & Uraraka Ochako, Hinata Hajime & Komaeda Nagito & Nanami Chiaki & Kuzuryu Natsumi & Shinsou Hitoshi, there's a lot more friend groups but I don't think I can fit them all, Yasuhiro is flying solo here, same with Junko, Ultimate Imposter/Shiozaki Ibara/Tsunotori Pony/Tokage Setsuna/Fukidashi Manga

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Non-Despair (Dangan Ronpa), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, i think idk if this counts or not, Crossover, Crossover Pairings, Rare Pairings, Fluff and Angst, there's a actual plot...somewhere, Hinata Hajime and Kamukura Izuru Are Twins, Everyone Is Gay, there's more tags but ao3 won't let me tag them all, half the cast is rich so everyone gets a sugar daddy/sugar mommy, I should clarify the lovers are the sugar daddies/sugar mommies

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/yHL0XhN

[watchworldlive]

A Hollywood Love Story: The Journey of John Schneider and Dee Dee Sorvino

When two stars collide, it often creates a dazzling spectacle that leaves people in awe, and such is the case with John Schneider and Dee Dee Sorvino. Their lives, both touched by the bright lights of Hollywood, took unexpected turns that brought them together. While Schneider is best known for his role as Bo Duke on The Dukes of Hazzard, Sorvino made her mark as a celebrated actress and producer. Together, they represent a love story that’s both heartwarming and inspiring.

Who Is John Schneider?

If you've ever watched The Dukes of Hazzard, you'd instantly recognize John Schneider. With his charismatic smile and unmistakable Southern charm, Schneider became a household name as Bo Duke, one of the show's main characters. But John’s career extends far beyond playing the Duke brother.

A Man of Many Talents

John Schneider is not just an actor; he's also a singer, producer, and filmmaker. After the success of The Dukes of Hazzard, Schneider built a successful music career in the country genre, releasing hit albums and singles that garnered a devoted fanbase. He even took his talents behind the camera, producing and directing several independent films.

Life's Ups and Downs

Despite his many achievements, Schneider faced significant personal challenges. He went through a difficult divorce and financial struggles, which were widely covered by the media. But like the resilient characters he portrayed on screen, Schneider didn’t back down. Instead, he faced adversity head-on, which is perhaps one of the reasons why his relationship with Dee Dee Sorvino resonates so much with fans—it’s a story of second chances and renewed love.

Who Is Dee Dee Sorvino?

Dee Dee Sorvino might not be as widely recognized as her husband in some circles, but she’s a force to be reckoned with in her own right. As an actress, author, and producer, Dee Dee has carved out her own path in the entertainment industry.

A Multi-Faceted Career

Dee Dee gained prominence as an actress and producer, known for her wit, intelligence, and no-nonsense attitude. She’s worked on various projects, both in front of the camera and behind the scenes. But aside from her work in entertainment, she’s also an accomplished author, writing books that reflect her vibrant personality and unique perspective on life.

A Love That Stood the Test of Time

Before meeting John Schneider, Dee Dee was married to Academy Award-winning actor Paul Sorvino. Following his passing, Dee Dee faced the grief of losing a life partner. But love has a way of finding people when they least expect it, and for Dee Dee, it came in the form of a kind-hearted man named John Schneider.

The Meeting of John Schneider and Dee Dee Sorvino

So, how exactly did these two find each other in the vast landscape of Hollywood? Like most great love stories, it happened in a rather serendipitous way. John and Dee Dee met at a film festival, a place where creatives gather to celebrate their love of cinema. Their initial encounter was marked by a genuine connection, one that would soon blossom into a deep bond.

It wasn’t long before the two became inseparable. As they shared their love for film, creativity, and life, John and Dee Dee realized that they were kindred spirits. Their chemistry, both on and off the screen, was undeniable.

A New Chapter for John Schneider

For Schneider, this relationship came at a time when he needed support the most. After going through personal struggles, including his publicized divorce and legal troubles, Dee Dee became a source of strength for him. Their relationship wasn’t just a romantic one—it was a partnership built on mutual understanding and trust.

A Second Chance at Love

Dee Dee, having experienced the loss of her first husband, found a second chance at love with John. Together, they are a testament to the fact that even after heartache, love can bloom again, often when you least expect it.

The Public’s Fascination with John Schneider and Dee Dee Sorvino

In Hollywood, celebrity relationships often come with their share of challenges. Fans and the media can sometimes create pressures that are difficult to navigate. Yet, John Schneider and Dee Dee Sorvino have managed to keep their love alive while staying grounded.

A Couple that Inspires

Their story is not just one of love but also one of perseverance. Both John and Dee Dee have faced hardships, but together, they’ve shown that love can conquer even the toughest of times. For fans, their relationship serves as a reminder that it’s never too late to find happiness.

Their Professional Collaboration

John and Dee Dee have also worked together on several film projects, proving that their chemistry extends into their professional lives as well. It’s rare to find a couple who can navigate both personal and professional relationships with such grace, but John Schneider and Dee Dee Sorvino have made it look effortless.

The Future of John Schneider and Dee Dee Sorvino

What’s next for John Schneider and Dee Dee Sorvino? If their past is any indication, we can expect to see more collaborations between the two, both on-screen and off. They’ve already worked together on several projects, and with their combined talents, it’s safe to say there’s much more in store.

As they continue to write their love story, John and Dee Dee remain focused on the things that matter most—each other and their shared passions. For them, the future is as bright as the Hollywood lights that first brought them together.

Conclusion

John Schneider and Dee Dee Sorvino prove that love can arrive at the most unexpected times, even amidst life’s ups and downs. Their story is a testament to resilience, second chances, and the joy of finding a kindred spirit. Whether they’re working on a film project together or simply enjoying life’s simple moments, John and Dee Dee show us that love is always worth fighting for. The future looks bright for this Hollywood couple, and fans can’t wait to see what’s next!

[indigo-umbr-ella]

Characters and World

Updated as we go!

My main OC universe surrounds a local arts venue, the Cardinal Centre -- all of the characters I write about the most are connected to this place in some way.

The Cardinal Centre

A modern, multi-purpose arts centre in the city of Quillington, UK. It contains a large auditorium for music performance (Ravenwell Hall) as well as smaller recital rooms and a multi-purpose theatre for productions (The Aviary). It has an in-house production team (Cardinal Productions) as well as a resident orchestra known as the Ravenwell Orchestra. Although the Aviary itself is built on the remains of a much older theatre, the Cardinal centre is a recent construction - it's just under ten years old.

The Ravenwell Orchestra

Aron - Former first violinist promoted to temporary concertmaster as Yana, the permanent concertmaster, is on maternity leave. He’s very normal about it and definitely isn’t worried about whether or not he deserves the position, and definitely isn’t constantly afraid of others in the orchestra being jealous or trying to take his place. He could be domineering or overbearing to compensate, but instead he’s just very anxious, polite and British all the time.

Zoe - Chief percussionist extraordinaire. Played the violin and piano in her youth, as most asian kids forced into music do, but chose percussion of her own accord once she entered high school. Eventually she chose it over piano (her second love) when she attended the Academy. Her current favourite instrument is the marimba, although she really wants to play a proper glass harmonica at some point. Childhood friends with Jack.

Jack - second trombone and occasional baritone player. Winner of the annual orchestra christmas costume competition for four years running. A terror in the pub after a concert. His video game nerdiness inadvertently led to the creation of an OST concert series becoming a permanent calendar fixture at the Hall. Childhood friends with Zoe; they stayed in touch after he moved away, and reconnected when they attended the Academy together.

Cardinal Productions

Corinna - Dramatic soprano, but only in the technical sense. Swears like a sailor off stage. A diva, but only in public; being a singer doesn’t pay enough otherwise. Takes very good care of herself. Knows her worth and is practical with her time.

Lizzie - Chorus girl and member of the ballet troupe. Idolises Corinna. The picture of a Bright Young Thing. Has an unfortunate tendency to overwork herself in pursuit of her dream, which is to be a solo star in her own right.

The Aviary - Staff

Katherine - An ex-producer for Cardinal Productions that transferred to the stage team. Also an ex-situationship of Corinna’s. Now works as assistant stage manager of the Aviary. Hyper-efficient; takes pride in her note-taking and report-making abilities.

Other characters

TBC

[sero-pairo]

Paper Rings (Danganronpa x Boku No Hero Academia)

by hitoshis, shipping_my_idiots

Hope's Peak Academy, a school that is known to be the greatest of all of Japan

It is home to students who have extraordinary Ultimate talents from the Ultimate Pop Sensation to the Ultimate Baseball Star. From the Ultimate Biker Gang Leader to even the Ultimate Fashionista. The school is known for helping students and pushing them to a bright future to show the world what they can do with their Ultimates

UA is a school that is home to students who are born with extraordinary superpowers, known as quirks. The school is known for shaping and helping their students and lead them into becoming superheroes of their own one day

Of course, nobody just attends the schools all willy nilly, they moreso scout for those who would do great and would attend the school, it's how it always was

But one day UA and Hope's Peak came together and settled on an agreement to have UA merge into Hope's Peak Academy, so the school got a lot of renovations done to extend the prestigious school to how it is today

 or: Hope's Peak and UA decided to merge together and we take a look at what life is like there

Words: 567, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of I Love You So Whatever: Danganronpa x BNHA Crossover Main Story

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Naegi Makoto, Hinata Hajime, Saihara Shuichi, Akamatsu Kaede, Midoriya Izuku, there's more characters but ao3 won't let me tag them all, Original Characters, mostly the family/parents of some of the cast tho

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Saihara Shuichi, Todoroki Shouto/Yaoyorozu Momo, Kirigiri Kyoko/Uraraka Ochako, Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Aoyama Yuuga, Sonia Nevermind/K1-B0, Ashido Mina/Sero Hanta, Bakugou Katsuki/Tsumiki Mikan, Kaminari Denki/Shiroghane Tsumugi, Soda Kazuichi/Hatsume Mei, Amami Rantaro/Chabashira Tenko, Kamukura Izuru/Iruma Miu, Oma Kokichi/Saionji Hiyoko, Asui Tsuyu/Yumeno Himiko, Kuwata Leon/Mioda Ibuki, Celestia Ludenberg/Maizono Sayaka, Gokuhara Gonta/Nanami Chiaki, Hinata Hajime/Shinsou Hitoshi, Shinguji Korekiyo/Koizumi Mahiru, Harukawa Maki/Momota Kaito, Asahina Aoi/Hoshi Ryoma, Naegi Makoto/Togami Byakuya, Iida Tenya/Kirishima Eijirou, Kimura Seiko/Komaeda Nagito, Akamatsu Kaede/Tanaka Gundham, Mitarai Ryota/Utsushimi Camie, Andou Ruruka/Monoma Neito, Tojo Kirumi/Fukawa Touko, Hadou Nejire/Gekkogahara Miaya, Kendou Itsuka/Yonaga Angie, Hagakure Tooru/Jirou Kyouka, Tokoyami Fumikage/Kuzuryu Natsumi, Amajiki Tamaki/Toogata Mirio, Shishikura Seiji/Fujisaki Chihiro/Ojiro Mashirao/Ikusaba Mukuro, Komori Kinoko/Kuroiro Shihai, Kuzuryu Fuyuhiko/Izayoi Sonosuke, Awase Yosetsu/Honenuki Juuzou/Kaibara Sen/Naegi Komaru, Shindou You/Yoarashi Inasa/Kodai Yui, Owari Akane/Pekoyama Peko, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu/Tsuburaba Kousei/Sato, Nidai Nekomaru/Owada Mondo/Yanagi Reiko, Past Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi - Relationship, past Monoma Neito/Shindou You, Koizumi Mahiru & Sato, Komaeda Nagito & Nanami Chiaki & Saionji Hiyoko & Oma Kokichi, Hinata Hajime & Kuzuryu Natsumi & Shinsou Hitoshi, Ashido Mina & Bakugou Katsuki & Kaminari Denki & Kirishima Eijirou & Sero Hanta, Asui Tsuyu & Iida Tenya & Midoriya Izuku & Todoroki Shouto & Uraraka Ochako, Hinata Hajime & Komaeda Nagito & Nanami Chiaki & Kuzuryu Natsumi & Shinsou Hitoshi, there's a lot more friend groups but I don't think I can fit them all, Yasuhiro is flying solo here, same with Junko, Ultimate Imposter/Shiozaki Ibara/Tsunotori Pony/Tokage Setsuna/Fukidashi Manga

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Non-Despair (Dangan Ronpa), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, i think idk if this counts or not, Crossover, Crossover Pairings, Rare Pairings, Fluff and Angst, there's a actual plot...somewhere, Hinata Hajime and Kamukura Izuru Are Twins, Everyone Is Gay, there's more tags but ao3 won't let me tag them all, half the cast is rich so everyone gets a sugar daddy/sugar mommy, I should clarify the lovers are the sugar daddies/sugar mommies

from AO3 works tagged 'Ashido Mina/Sero Hanta' https://ift.tt/utzSNF1 via https://ift.tt/kSbNjVL

[murdockdevil-remade]

SEND “ ✿ ” FOR 2 HEADCANONS FOR OUR MUSES’ RELATIONSHIP. [ eshe x alexander ]

alex enjoys leaving eshe little post-it notes around the house, since he sometimes disappears. he likes her to know that she’s on his mind and he wants her to know whether or not he left purposely, and those notes are an indication of that. time travel can be a bitch and he just can't help that he disappears, you know?

when they were younger, in class, he would sit next to her so he could pass her notes. delphine would hate that shit because she felt like it would ruin his concentration, but i don’t know, i feel like maybe – even though he’s not my character – ezra knew that being near eshe would help him concentrate more. delphine just was a hater lol.

@bondgirl

[themarcspector-hasmovedblogs]

for: @moonsaints verse: bright star notes: *replies to several months old prompt with starbucks*

The tiny Claudia looked at her adoptive father with bored and tired eyes. Humans were capable of incredible amounts of violence, sure – he had told her this numerous times. Over and over. Like a broken record. Along with several other stories that she soaked in like a sponge. Other animals were capable of violence, too, and violence was part of the nature of animals.

She wasn’t going to tell him this though. She wasn’t much of a talker, to be honest. And she felt like her father didn’t deserve words from her at all, really. So she kept her words to herself. Kept them like a secret. And, instead, she simply stared at the man like he was stupid as he spoke, even though she listened to him go on and on about suppressing her powers, and keeping down her rage, because she could harm people if she didn’t. 

The idea of harming others wasn’t something she liked, so she kept that in mind. But still, he was talking and talking and talking. He was talking so much that it got to the point that she broke a light in the room and screamed because it frightened her. 

“...See, even you are capable of violence!” father expressed, making her sigh because his logic made no sense. He was using fear-tactics. Aidan, your brother, had warned you of this. He used them with him. So you were prepared for the use of them eventually. "We will do more studying tomorrow." He said this in a way that's so sure of himself, and Claudia wanted to argue but she knows it will go nowhere. She's too tired, too. So, she just nodded.

[deliahscrush2003]

Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars

Face Claim: Zendaya Coleman (but blue)

Fic Series: The Seda Series

Fic Playlist: The Seda Series Playlist

Story Board: The Seda Series

Pinterest Board: Serina Seda

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Full Name: Serina Seda

Nicknames: Seda (Nox), al'verde/Commander (Clones).

Titles:

Padawan Serina Seda of the Jedi Order.

Jedi Commander Serina Seda of the GAR 212th Attack Battalion.

Gender: Female.

DOB: 36 BBY, SEPTIMA 23 *September 23rd.

Star sign: Libra.

Age: 14 (22 BBY) 15 (21 BBY) 16 (20 BBY) 17 (19 BBY)

Affiliation: The Jedi Order/ The Galactic Republic / The Army of the Galactic Republic

Occupation: Jedi Padawan of the Jedi Order/ Jedi Commander of the GAR 212th Attack Battalion

Sexuality: Heterosexual.

Homeworld: Pantora.

Species: Non-Human || Pantoran Jedi.

Location: Jedi Temple, Coruscant. Core Worlds.

Moral Alignment: Lawful Good.

MBTI: ISFJ - Defender.

Background:

In a galaxy far, far away...

In 32 BBY, as a battle is waged on the peaceful lake planet of Naboo, a Jedi Knight by the name of Serifa Altunen lands on the planet of Pantora on her way back to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant, returning from her mission off-world.

While her ship is tended to, Serifa boards with a poor farming family in the Rolling Hills of Mah where she meets the daughter, Serina (4), who she discovers possesses Force Sensitive abilities when the child trips and unwittingly uses the Force to stop her fall.

Serina also revealed that she possesses the ability to see Force Bonds, appearing to her as strings of multi-coloured light that attaches a person to another person. She can also feel the emotions of others stronger than most Jedi normally can, something that used to hinder her greatly.

Because of her abilities, they were mostly kept secret from most of the Order by the Jedi Council and she had many tutors from the Council of First Knowledge, and thus spent most of her upbringing in the Temple Archives where her ability as a Force Empath was researched.

When she was not in the Temple Archives, she was with the rest of the Jedi Younglings and her clan, the Dire-Cat clan where she met Ahsoka Tano.

In 31 BBY, one year after arriving at the Jedi Academy, Serina was leaving the Temple Archives after a private tutoring when she found a couple of the upperclassmen attempting to touch Ahsoka's lekku and montrals without her permission.

When Serina stood up for her and tried to explain why it was wrong, they laughed at her and called her "blue" until Ahsoka, at just five years old, kicked their asses.

From then on, they were best friends and over time, their instructor insisted they had never seen such a well-bonded pair. They sparred as good together as they did a part and even ranked top of their classes at the Academy.

It was rumoured by her instructor that they had developed a Force-Bond, not as strong as the legendary Dyad bond or even the bond between Master and Padawan, but one that allowed them to be in sync, as if they at times knew the others movements before they made them.

In the year 26 BBY, the Dire-Cat clan was escorted to the Jedi Temple of Ilum, where they faced they braved the labyrinth and their worst fears to find their kyber crystal.

Serina's (10) worst fear appeared to her in the form of Ahsoka leaving the Jedi Order. Serina was momentarily hit with grief at the thought of Ahsoka's abandonment but persevered, believing that if Ahsoka wanted to leave than nothing could stop her, not even Serina.

Serina overcame her fears by offering to walk the fake-Ahsoka to the Temple gates. Fake-Ahsoka took her hand and the illusion faded in the wake of a bright, magenta hue, revealing to her the Crystal Cave where twin lorridon gemstones sang to her.

After returning from Ilum, Serina confessed to Ahsoka what her worst fear was and they both made a secret pact that they would never leave the other by their own volition, even if it meant they both left the Jedi Order.

Once Serina successfully constructed her lightsabers with the lorridon gemes, she finally wielded a pair of blades imbued with a striking magenta light that were attuned to her opponents movements, allowing her to almost perfect the defensive lightsaber combat Form II : Makashi and Form III: Soresu throughout the next three years as she prepared for the Initiate Trials.

In 22 BBY when the Initiate clans were being reviewed for selection to participate in the Apprentice Trials, Serina (13) sparred for the first time under the watch of Jedi Council members, Masters Mace Windu and Plo Koon.

Master Windu sensed an unusual fear in the other younglings as they watched the Pantoran girl and when he question asked their instructor why that was, it was revealed that it was because of her lightsaber colour, that they believed in the myth that purple lightsabers were a sign of the dark side.

Master Windu would later pull Serina aside and questioned her about it, to which she responded that she understood why they feared her but that to her, it didn't matter what colour her saber was, only what one chose to do with it.

Master Windu approved of her opinion and selected her for the Apprentice trials.

Months later, Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi returned from the battlefield following the outbreak of the Clone Wars to attend the Apprentice Trials at the Jedi Temple on Coruscant.

His curiosity was piqued when the sisters, Tiplar and Tiplee revealed that two Initiates had great potential and as he watched Ahsoka Tano and Serina Seda face off, he could not help but agree.

Ashoka was on the offense throughout the fight, her strikes aggressive and unhesitant, causing Obi-Wan to mistake the two as genuine rivals. In return, Serina put up a strong and indomitable defence that greatly impressed Obi-Wan, combining moves from Form II and Form III in an expert and well-practiced fashion.

In the end, the two Initiates were the last ones standing in the arena and would have continued if it were not for Serina leaving herself open, thus leading to her defeat leaving Ahsoka as the victor of the battle royale round.

Obi-Wan was astounded by the battle prowess of the two Initiates, but what he really admired was how Ahsoka extended her hand to Serina following her victory, helping her friend off the floor and embracing her in joy as they celebrated with the rest of the Clan.

(He would later put in a request for their assignment to himself and Anakin, unbeknownst to the latter)

Following their graduation from the Jedi Academy, Ahsoka attended Serina's ceremony, one that was customary on Pantora for those graduating from their internships.

Serina received her first tattoos, two wings under her eyes that represented her allegiance to the Jedi Order. She was also gifted a headdress of two, modest golden disks engraved with the simple markings of the Jedi code.

In the month Septima of 22 BBY, after turning 14, Serina and Ahsoka joined Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi and his former Padawan, Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker on the planet Christophis where announced their assignment to the Jedi Generals, Serina as Obi-Wan's Padawan and Ahsoka as Anakin's.

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Family:

Unnamed Pantoran Mother

Unnamed Pantoran Father

Jedi Knight Serifa Altunen of the Jedi Order (Recruiter)

Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi of the Jedi Order (Master)

Friends:

Jedi Padawan Ahsoka Tano (best friend and bond-mate)

Clone Commander Cody (best friend, co-commander, comrade)

Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker (close friend, older brother figure)

Jedi Knight Aayla Secura (mentor and friend)

Clone Captain Rex (good friend, comrade)

Clone Commander Fox (good friend)

ARC Trooper Fives (good friend)

Senator Riyo Chuchi of Pantora (close friend)

Senator Padme Amidala of Naboo (friend, Anakin's secret wife)

Senator Lux Bonteri of Onderon (friend, in love with best friend)

Duchess Satine Kryze of Mandalore (mother figure, Obi Wan's wife)

Korkie Kryze of Mandalore (friend, spitting image of her master)

Frenemy:

Asajj Ventress (Sith apprentice, adversary, opponent, reluctant ally)

Afina Nox (Serennian noblewoman, twin sister of Serina's stalker)

Bariss Offee (don't get along much, passive aggressive civlity)

Enemies:

General Grievous (currently)

Count Dooku (currently)

Love Interest:

Rivin Nox (Separatist senator, nephew of Count Dooku, enemies and occasionally, reluctant ally)

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FUN FACTS:

• magenta lightsaber • wielder of twin blades • lorridon gemstones • primary form: makashi • secondary form: soresu • can see force bonds • a force empath • the defence to Ahsoka's offense • makes jokes when she is in pain • has accidentally infiltrated Serenno • agree to disagree • strives for understanding • shares her master's preference for morally ambiguous senators • struggles to understand that you can't save everyone • her favourite clone is actually Fox (besides Cody, of course) • abhors the loss of life on both sides of the war • The Responsible One™ •

[ [ If you have any questions about Serina Seda, don't be afraid to drop an asks in the inbox ] ]

[kicksaddictny]

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[4eternal-life]

MANIFESTO OF FUTURISM  /The Futurist Manifesto

by  Filippo Tommaso Marinetti, february 20th, 1909

We want to sing the love of danger, the habit of energy and rashness.

The essential elements of our poetry will be courage, audacity and revolt.

Literature has up to now magnified pensive immobility, ecstasy and slumber. We want to exalt movements of aggression, feverish sleeplessness, the double march, the perilous leap, the slap and the blow with the fist.

We declare that the splendor of the world has been enriched by a new beauty: the beauty of speed. A racing automobile with its bonnet adorned with great tubes like serpents with explosive breath ... a roaring motor car which seems to run on machine-gun fire, is more beautiful than the Victory of Samothrace.

We want to sing the man at the wheel, the ideal axis of which crosses the earth, itself hurled along its orbit.

The poet must spend himself with warmth, glamour and prodigality to increase the enthusiastic fervor of the primordial elements.

Beauty exists only in struggle. There is no masterpiece that has not an aggressive character. Poetry must be a violent assault on the forces of the unknown, to force them to bow before man.

We are on the extreme promontory of the centuries! What is the use of looking behind at the moment when we must open the mysterious shutters of the impossible? Time and Space died yesterday. We are already living in the absolute, since we have already created eternal, omnipresent speed.

We want to glorify war — the only cure for the world — militarism, patriotism, the destructive gesture of the anarchists, the beautiful ideas which kill, and contempt for woman.

We want to demolish museums and libraries, fight morality, feminism and all opportunist and utilitarian cowardice.

We will sing of the great crowds agitated by work, pleasure and revolt; the multi-colored and polyphonic surf of revolutions in modern capitals: the nocturnal vibration of the arsenals and the workshops beneath their violent electric moons: the gluttonous railway stations devouring smoking serpents; factories suspended from the clouds by the thread of their smoke; bridges with the leap of gymnasts flung across the diabolic cutlery of sunny rivers: adventurous steamers sniffing the horizon; great-breasted locomotives, puffing on the rails like enormous steel horses with long tubes for bridle, and the gliding flight of aeroplanes whose propeller sounds like the flapping of a flag and the applause of enthusiastic crowds

We have been up all night, my friends and I, beneath mosque lamps whose brass cupolas are bright as our souls, because like them they were illuminated by the internal glow of electric hearts. And trampling underfoot our native sloth on opulent Persian carpets, we have been discussing right up to the limits of logic and scrawling the paper with demented writing.

Our hearts were filled with an immense pride at feeling ourselves standing quite alone, like lighthouses or like the sentinels in an outpost, facing the army of enemy stars encamped in their celestial bivouacs. Alone with the engineers in the infernal stokeholes of great ships, alone with the black spirits which rage in the belly of rogue locomotives, alone with the drunkards beating their wings against the walls.

Then we were suddenly distracted by the rumbling of huge double decker trams that went leaping by, streaked with light like the villages celebrating their festivals, which the Po in flood suddenly knocks down and uproots, and, in the rapids and eddies of a deluge, drags down to the sea.

Then the silence increased. As we listened to the last faint prayer of the old canal and the crumbling of the bones of the moribund palaces with their green growth of beard, suddenly the hungry automobiles roared beneath our windows.

"Come, my friends!" I said. "Let us go! At last Mythology and the mystic cult of the ideal have been left behind. We are going to be present at the birth of the centaur and we shall soon see the first angels fly! We must break down the gates of life to test the bolts and the padlocks! Let us go! Here is they very first sunrise on earth! Nothing equals the splendor of its red sword which strikes for the first time in our millennial darkness."

We went up to the three snorting machines to caress their breasts. I lay along mine like a corpse on its bier, but I suddenly revived again beneath the steering wheel — a guillotine knife — which threatened my stomach. A great sweep of madness brought us sharply back to ourselves and drove us through the streets, steep and deep, like dried up torrents. Here and there unhappy lamps in the windows taught us to despise our mathematical eyes. "Smell," I exclaimed, "smell is good enough for wild beasts!"

And we hunted, like young lions, death with its black fur dappled with pale crosses, who ran before us in the vast violet sky, palpable and living.

And yet we had no ideal Mistress stretching her form up to the clouds, nor yet a cruel Queen to whom to offer our corpses twisted into the shape of Byzantine rings! No reason to die unless it is the desire to be rid of the too great weight of our courage!

We drove on, crushing beneath our burning wheels, like shirt-collars under the iron, the watch dogs on the steps of the houses.

Death, tamed, went in front of me at each corner offering me his hand nicely, and sometimes lay on the ground with a noise of creaking jaws giving me velvet glances from the bottom of puddles.

"Let us leave good sense behind like a hideous husk and let us hurl ourselves, like fruit spiced with pride, into the immense mouth and breast of the world! Let us feed the unknown, not from despair, but simply to enrich the unfathomable reservoirs of the Absurd!"

As soon as I had said these words, I turned sharply back on my tracks with the mad intoxication of puppies biting their tails, and suddenly there were two cyclists disapproving of me and tottering in front of me like two persuasive but contradictory reasons. Their stupid swaying got in my way. What a bore! Pouah! I stopped short, and in disgust hurled myself — vlan! — head over heels in a ditch.

Oh, maternal ditch, half full of muddy water! A factory gutter! I savored a mouthful of strengthening muck which recalled the black teat of my Sudanese nurse!

As I raised my body, mud-spattered and smelly, I felt the red hot poker of joy deliciously pierce my heart. A crowd of fishermen and gouty naturalists crowded terrified around this marvel. With patient and tentative care they raised high enormous grappling irons to fish up my car, like a vast shark that had run aground. It rose slowly leaving in the ditch, like scales, its heavy coachwork of good sense and its upholstery of comfort.

We thought it was dead, my good shark, but I woke it with a single caress of its powerful back, and it was revived running as fast as it could on its fins.

Then with my face covered in good factory mud, covered with metal scratches, useless sweat and celestial grime, amidst the complaint of staid fishermen and angry naturalists, we dictated our first will and testament to all the living men on earth.

It is in Italy that we are issuing this manifesto of ruinous and incendiary violence, by which we today are founding Futurism, because we want to deliver Italy from its gangrene of professors, archaeologists, tourist guides and antiquaries.

Italy has been too long the great second-hand market. We want to get rid of the innumerable museums which cover it with innumerable cemeteries.

Museums, cemeteries! Truly identical in their sinister juxtaposition of bodies that do not know each other. Public dormitories where you sleep side by side for ever with beings you hate or do not know. Reciprocal ferocity of the painters and sculptors who murder each other in the same museum with blows of line and color. To make a visit once a year, as one goes to see the graves of our dead once a year, that we could allow! We can even imagine placing flowers once a year at the feet of the Gioconda! But to take our sadness, our fragile courage and our anxiety to the museum every day, that we cannot admit! Do you want to poison yourselves? Do you want to rot?

What can you find in an old picture except the painful contortions of the artist trying to break uncrossable barriers which obstruct the full expression of his dream?

To admire an old picture is to pour our sensibility into a funeral urn instead of casting it forward with violent spurts of creation and action. Do you want to waste the best part of your strength in a useless admiration of the past, from which you will emerge exhausted, diminished, trampled on?

Indeed daily visits to museums, libraries and academies (those cemeteries of wasted effort, calvaries of crucified dreams, registers of false starts!) is for artists what prolonged supervision by the parents is for intelligent young men, drunk with their own talent and ambition.

For the dying, for invalids and for prisoners it may be all right. It is, perhaps, some sort of balm for their wounds, the admirable past, at a moment when the future is denied them. But we will have none of it, we, the young, strong and living Futurists!

Let the good incendiaries with charred fingers come! Here they are! Heap up the fire to the shelves of the libraries! Divert the canals to flood the cellars of the museums! Let the glorious canvases swim ashore! Take the picks and hammers! Undermine the foundation of venerable towns!

The oldest among us are not yet thirty years old: we have therefore at least ten years to accomplish our task. When we are forty let younger and stronger men than we throw us in the waste paper basket like useless manuscripts! They will come against us from afar, leaping on the light cadence of their first poems, clutching the air with their predatory fingers and sniffing at the gates of the academies the good scent of our decaying spirits, already promised to the catacombs of the libraries.

But we shall not be there. They will find us at last one winter's night in the depths of the country in a sad hangar echoing with the notes of the monotonous rain, crouched near our trembling aeroplanes, warming our hands at the wretched fire which our books of today will make when they flame gaily beneath the glittering flight of their pictures.

They will crowd around us, panting with anguish and disappointment, and exasperated by our proud indefatigable courage, will hurl themselves forward to kill us, with all the more hatred as their hearts will be drunk with love and admiration for us. And strong healthy Injustice will shine radiantly from their eyes. For art can only be violence, cruelty, injustice.

The oldest among us are not yet thirty, and yet we have already wasted treasures, treasures of strength, love, courage and keen will, hastily, deliriously, without thinking, with all our might, till we are out of breath.

Look at us! We are not out of breath, our hearts are not in the least tired. For they are nourished by fire, hatred and speed! Does this surprise you? it is because you do not even remember being alive! Standing on the world's summit, we launch once more our challenge to the stars!

Your objections? All right! I know them! Of course! We know just what our beautiful false intelligence affirms: "We are only the sum and the prolongation of our ancestors," it says. Perhaps! All right! What does it matter? But we will not listen! Take care not to repeat those infamous words! Instead, lift up your head!

Standing on the world's summit we launch once again our insolent challenge to the stars!

[therosefrontier]

Author Self-Interview

tagged by: @pencilofawesomeness

Name: BlossomingRosebud

Fandoms: Where do I even start...I have written and published stuff before for Genshin Impact, My Hero Academia, Tower of God, Attack on Titan, Voltron: Legendary Defender, the Sonic the Hedgehog series (mostly in the era of yesteryear)...and yes, I’m listing off my AO3 list right now; I’ve also used the world of RWBY, the Warriors series (the books with the cats), and this one Vocaloid song (I really like doing crossovers like that). So yeah, those are some of the things I consider myself in the fandom for, either now or in the past. I’ve also written but not published things for Seven Deadly Sins, Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, and Fairy Tail, among others. Oh yes, and Umbrella Academy is here too. Other fandoms would include the Heroic Legend of Arslan, The Promised Neverland, SpyxFamily, etc. Just some of the top things, there’s definitely more where that came from. 

Where do you post: AO3. I have been in other places before that, like fanfiction.net and Wattpad....but that is an era come and gone and AO3′s a clear winner for me. Plus whatever I posted back then is probably pretty bad XD

Most popular multi-chapter fic: Angeli Quaeritus, if I’m ranking this by the AO3 kudos.

Most popular oneshot: We Promised We Would Be Together...which funny enough, has exactly the same amount of kudos as Angeli Quaeritus at the time of me writing this. I found it amusing that ol’ Angeli is also my longest continuous fic and this one’s about to surpass it at 4.8% of its size XD

Favorite story you’ve written so far: You...you ask me to pick my favorite child? Hard to say, but honestly, I might have to go with Vision Like a Faded Memory, which also happens to be my one true multi-chapter completed work (59k words). It was just...one of those things I got super into writing in the process of doing so, you know? Plus, completion makes the heart grow fonder lol. Besides that, A Day in the Life of Why Did I Take This Job was also a lot of fun to write and probably takes the place as my favorite short-story/two-shot, and Everything Good and Bright might have to be my favorite one-shot. That one just made me happy.

Fic you were nervous to post: Heh, if anything, probably also Vision like a Faded Memory, just because it was a mystery plot with sci-fi elements that weren’t immediately apparent. Doing a mystery, you have to make an ending that lives up to whatever expectations you build in the reader, and I guess I was afraid it would just...flop? Seem weird or just not that good? But, I’m still happy with it, I think. Didn’t receive many comments on the ending, but the ones I did get seemed to be happy with it, so...there’s that? Maybe some people thought it weird, but hey, as long as I can make a few people happy with my writing, I’m happy. 

How do you choose your titles: Huh...that depends. Some titles, like the ones for one-shots, are of the more wack and oddly-descriptive-of-some-particular-thing-as-well-as-oddly-long variety, like A Day in the Life or How Not to Expel the Restless Spirit Plaguing Your School as a Result of Your Biology Teacher, which I just find fun. For other fics, I guess my goal is to have it be something meaningful if I could come up with anything like that, something relevant to the theme and/or some motif from the fic. Like how Everything Good and Bright is a Snow Queen parody focusing on the “looking at the good things in life” aspect of the story, or how Not By Blood was meant to be found-family-oriented. My favorite approach would be the double meaning, though...like how Angeli Quaeritus (Latin for “Looking for Angels”, for reasons) is this human experimentation story about people in a way making their own “angels,” but it also features all these sad teenagers kind of lost in the world and thus in need of an “angel”, so to speak. Plus it’s a song reference. I make quotes to the song.

Do you outline: Oh yeah. At least, for the big stuff, anyways. A lot of my shorter stories have no outline, and also, I’m not much of a detailed play-by-play kind of outliner. I just like to get an idea of what’s going on, what I want to happen, what the character’s stories and histories are, what’s the big picture. The more convoluted the plot, the bigger the “outline” (or is it more of a planning document?). Plot points and chapters are a thing, but I also got factions and timelines and random but important details to keep up with. There’s also research to keep up with, too. So yeah, my first story to really outline like that was Angeli Quaeritus, but I’m happy to say that more over-complicated plot bunnies have bounced around in my brain since then...

Complete: Not that many, if I’m just looking at AO3. Again, Vision Like a Faded Memory is the main one. I have several one-shots out there too, but if I were just to count the fics that are over 10k words, the others would be... How Not to Expel the Restless Spirit Plaguing Your School as a Result of Your Biology Teacher,  A Day in the Life of Why Did I Take This Job, and Tower to Celestia.

Do you accept prompts: Yeah, sure thing! I haven’t ever done that before or anything, but I’d be open. I might not accept every prompt necessarily, but I’d consider them.

Upcoming story you’re most excited to write about: That’ll definitely have to be the next installments to my Haven’t Seen the Best of Me series, where A Day in the Life and How to Expel the Restless Spirit come from. I have so many notes on that one XD I’d so love to see it really come to fruition

Stories you’re most excited to read: Ooh, yes, well, just looking at my AO3 subscriptions I’m most excited about, that’d have to be Fairy Dance of Death by Catsy, the Poisoned Dreams Continuity by StrangeDiamond, Homuncular Nature by otaku553, Coagulated Chalk by SleepDeprivedFemale, Our Hearts Are Made of Stars by Ruinous, Your Crush is My Love Rival by cathelerein and InkuEko and...The Harbinger’s Apprentice by Cosmoddino (accidentally fell behind but I’m reading it right now). There’s other good works on the list too, but these are probably my nearest and dearest at the moment

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