If I had any advice for my 16-year-old self, it would just be to stay
strong, because acting is not an easy lifestyle, especially when you are
starting out. That being said, it definitely makes it all worth it when
it does happen. ”
BSD rarepair week day 7: free theme: akutagawa ryuunosuke has eyebrows high school AU
I would love to see more of ryuunosuke and gin’s interactions in the manga tbh
Also thanks to all the mods at @bsd-rarepairweek for hosting this event! It’s been tonnes of fun and I got to draw themes and relationships I never thought of drawing before. I didn’t expect to finish all the prompts but somehow I did; here are all the other submissions
Akira: We have been clearly dating for at least two years and you decided to not tell me that you’re a magical giant purple cat warrior.
Yukari: *amused giggle*
Himari: Also possibly you could have said something at any point to let us know that Akira was a girl. If only to spare Ichika this gay awakening drama she’s choosing to have in the kitchen at this very second.
Love Me That’s All I Ask Of You : Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again
Summary : Y/N Y/L/N is a young member of a musical troupe in a New York theatre. Even if she’s an amazing singer, she never had the lead role in any musical played in the said theatre. But the young woman has a secret admirer who will try anything to make her the star she deserves to be. In the meantime, her youth love makes his way back to New York. Torn between two different men and struggling with her new career and the drama that it brings with it, she will have to make difficult choices. Pairing : Bucky Barnes x reader, Steve Rogers x reader Warnings : Funerals, sadness Word Count : 4110
Author’s Note : This is a chapter bonus it wasn’t really planed but I had the idea when I saw the musical the 15th in London during that very scene and I really though about it on my way back in my coach and I decided to write it. Chapter 5 is still in process and my new series Bruises is available to read. Enjoy ! Listening to the song while reading is highly recommended. I was thinking about doing other bonus chapters soon, on whatever you want to know inside of the series.
Her father promised
her that he would send her the Angel of Music
Her father promised
her, her father promised her
ago, February 2007
I look at
myself in the foot mirror in my bedroom, the black dress hugging
tightly my shape. I knew that day was going to happen, I knew it for
months, but until today, I didn’t thought it would happen so fast.
Dad died last week and now is time for his funerals. I didn’t had to
take care of anything, dad arranged everything with Mrs Potts,
Natasha’s mother. Pepper and Nat both live here with me since the
moment dad was forced to stay at the hospital when his cancer was
getting worse. The three of us made some kind of routine which really
changed last month when we knew that there was no hope at all and
that dad needed me by his side more than anything else. I stopped
going to school, spending my days in a cold and sad hospital room
with white walls, holding the cold hand of the person that matters
the most in my life, even more than my best friend, even more than my
boyfriend. When Nat understood perfectly why I spent all my time with
my dying father, Steve didn’t, but as I often said at that point, he
couldn’t understand because he had his two parents, never lost one of
them, when Nat and I perfectly knew what it was to only have one. The
only difference between us is that Nat couldn’t said goodbye to her
father, he died in a kinda violent way in a plane accident whilst he
was traveling for his job, at least she still has her mother. I can
say goodbye to my dad, but, I will have no one left when he will
definitely close his eyes.
So… I finally watched the last episode of Naruto today… And…. idk if y’all know this about me…. but….. I am and always have been sincerely in love with this flaw-filled mess of a series… it means so much to me…. so…. I had to do SOMETHING to bid the series that shaped most of my childhood farewell. What better than quickly cover my favourite song of the entire show…
• Original song: Wind by Akeboshi • Music Box Arrange: [here]
After she discovered Ward’s betrayal to S.H.I.E.L.D., Alex found it rather difficult to open up to the people around her. She feared if she showed anyone the true side of her, she would end up the same way. Due to that, the scientist built the imaginary wall inside of her even higher to avoid feeling hurt once again.
Well… that’s what happened until she met Lincoln Campbell. The two couldn’t be more different, but both of them found themselves falling for one another. Whenever she was around him, all of that pain Ward left her vanished as if it wasn’t there to begin with.
the first time captain rip hunter meets captain eve baxter, he’s named michael carter and she, bonnie baxter. she’s the one greeting them - the lady who has introduced herself as mrs xavier and himself - at the door of the so-called refuge, a smile on her face, her light hair neatly tucked between her ears and her hands clasped in front of her. she barely looks two years older than her and still, she exudes a confidence that makes him feel younger than he is. he restrains the urge to hide his face into mrs xavier’s long coat and stands up straighter, staring back at her even if her attention’s mostly on the older woman.
“i trust you’ve had a nice travel, mother,” she starts, bouncing on the balls of her feet.
her tone sounds slightly haughty and if it wasn’t for her somehow, genuine, smile and curious glint in her eyes, he would’ve probably spit the clever retort that has been rolling on his tongue since he had been picked up from the center. instead, he pokes his tongue in his cheek and lets himself by pushed in by mrs xavier’s gentle hand.
“we did, bonnie, thank you very much,” she takes a quick look around the pantry, tutting fondly when kids passed them, laughing, “and i can see you’ve held the fort in my absence.”
her smile widens and as she ducks her head to hide a blush, a few rogue strands fall back into her eyes. it makes her vulnerable, it makes her less perfect-like and, for some reason, it makes him like her.