#adah’s asks

[tojipie]

mma fighter toji? (im so happy tk see that you’re back btw ❤️)

i really do think this is the best ask i’ve ever gotten pls feel proud of ur brain before u go to bed tonight bc ily. wrote this on the verge of falling asleep if u see any spelling error no u did not.

mma fighter!toji x reader | 1k words

content: violence, injury, blood, reader objectified by stranger

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“you got it, you got—don’t fucking look at her, look at me fushiguro!” your boyfriend’s manager yells, holding a bucket to the younger man’s heaving chest with a sigh.

toji nods at the command, taking a swig of water and spitting into the vessel before wiping his mouth with an ungloved hand. fighters never drank in the ring, it’d only settle heavy in your stomach. make you easier to catch.

blood and saliva drip down his chin and onto the floor of the ring, bright red patters against black mesh.

you watch the veins in toji’s neck pulse underneath sweaty skin, decorated with swirls of black and grey ink. his tattoos extend down his chest and back, working to cover the mess of purple and blue bruises across his body.

on his rib lies a scrawl of your name, etched into his skin for millions to see every time he stepped into the ring.

the raven haired man says something unintelligible to his team before smacking his temple with his glove, almost as if he was trying to knock something back into place.

you cringe at the thought of a brain injury so early into his career. you’d heard stories before, world class fighters reduced to shells of themselves. shot memories, seizures, even paralysis. you try not to think too deeply about it.

the TV screens in front of you pan to across the ring to his opponent. ryomen sukuna, 2 years into his career with every title under the sun.

everything except heavyweight champion. the name belonging to the winner of this very match.

sukuna was terrifying, completely unfazed by the rivets of blood pouring from his temple and left nostril. you’d quite literally watched him pop his nose back into place during the first break after your boyfriend had dealt a serious blow to it. to say this man scared you was an understatement.

toji notices your anxiety, leaning against the mesh wall of the ring to look down at you in the front row.

“you watchin’?” he yells with a grin, barely coherent over the mixed sounds of cheers and boos.

you smile, though your boyfriend scowls at the onslaught of paparazzi trying to capture the tender moment. he spits at the see-through wall of the ring to serve as an unspoken “fuck you.” cheers ring out from the sidelines as the screens capture the interaction.

toji turns to you and pushes off of the mesh wall, throwing his hands out with a “tsk” and a shake of his head.

“you worried about me baby?” he teases, fully aware that the cameras are still on him. “you don’t gotta worry about me, right?.”

you laugh, motioning for security to shoo any onlookers off. the mix of adrenaline and attention was clearly getting to him, though you loved when he got cocky like this. he always fucked you hardest after a big win.

the two men settle back into the middle of the ring, the referee separating them with an stern arm. sukuna looks down at you with an unreadable expression, pinning you to your seat with just a glance. toji’s pink-haired opponent turns back to him with a sinister grin, taking out his mouthguard to speak clearly. you only manage to make out the end of his insult, blood running cold as his words register.

“..and after they give me that title? i might fuck that little girlfriend of yours, fushiguro.”

toji says nothing, expression blank. you begin to wonder if he even heard the other man, but the buzz signifying round 3 pulls you out of your thoughts. you brace for whatever may come next.

sukuna is a brick wall, but toji’s light on his feet, weaving in and out of punches with his gloves guarding his face.

he’s faster than usual, spurred on by adrenaline and anger.

he lands a kick to sukuna’s ribs, the sickening crunch reaching the front row right on impact. definitely two, maybe even three broke ribs you hear a fan spectate.

his opponent curses, landing two punches to his chest before knocking toji to the ground, just barely missing the raven haired man with a solid blow right as he springs upwards.

“you gonna fuck her?” toji scoffs, landing another kick to sukuna’s injured ribs. you can barely make out their conversation even with a front row seat, you doubt anyone in the stands has been able to understand them this whole time.

the pink-haired man winces on impact, his first show of weakness since the beginning of the match.

“huh? tell me.” your boyfriend muses, dodging a kick and throwing sukuna to the floor. cheers ring out in the stadium at the direct show of brutality, you cover your mouth in anticipation.

toji settles his body weight on the man below him, twisting his arm as far as it will go while keeping his face to the floor. his legs wrap around and under the second man, squeezing his injured ribs like a vice with his thighs.

sukuna lands a blow with his free arm, then another, then another. toji does nothing, holding his opponent down with a smile almost too wide, too sinister.

“fuck.. fuck!” sukuna yells, struggling under the weight of the man above him.

the crowd is in hysterics, the announcers are out of their seats. “an unprecedented burst of energy,” you hear them call it. nothing like they’d ever seen before during any of toji’s matches.

you have to fight off the ego boost it gives you, knowing he’s only fighting this hard for you. because another man dared to speak on your name in his presence.

toji takes a couple more punches with that same smile, finally grabbing his opponent’s free arm to render the other man motionless.

you stagger out of your seat, running into the isle to get a better view of the ring.

the referee crouches by the two men, waiting to call the match. sukuna shares a look with third man, groaning before tapping toji’s wrist three times.

the crowd is animalistic. screams, wails, jeers, all of it meshes together within seconds.

toji’s security forms a circle around you, leading you towards the ring as fans flood the isles in celebration.

that was it, he’d won the title. Fushiguro Toji, heavyweight champion.

sukuna is led out of the ring by his team, choosing to forego any post-match interviews. he doesn’t dare look at you as he passes you on the steps, humiliated beyond belief.

calls of your name echo out from the center of the ring, your boyfriend pushing past paparazzi to scoop you into his arms.

the heat from his torso melts into yours as he clutches you to his body. he’s sweaty, practically bleeding from every direction too. but he’s smiling.

it’s not the smile he puts on for press, a quick flash of perfect teeth to keep the morale light, keep his sponsors happy. not the sinister smile he flaunts during matches either, fueled by bloodlust and pure adrenaline.

not even the cocky smile he puts on for the crowd when the match gets tough, the one that gets his opponents mad, gets the crowd hit and bothered.

this smile is soft, private. a small show of love in a sea of flashing cameras and prying eyes. this smile says “i love you, I do this for you.”

you reach for his face, pressing a soft kiss to his temple. toji wipes the blood—his— from your lips with a calloused thumb, pulling your head to his chest with a soft murmur.

“i love you.”

[finitevariety]

Adah Isaacs Menken, a huge celebrity of her time, and Alexandre Dumas, with whom she had an affair.

I only found this out bc i saw this pic while browsing archive.org and thought she was hot lmao

[mtvunplugged1996]

1, 4, 12, 16!

1: A song you like with a color in the title

La Vie en Rose by Édith Piaf.

4: A song that reminds you of someone you would rather forget about

Lullaby of the Leaves by George Olsen.

12: A song from your preteen years

Part of Me by Katy Perry (I was obsessed with the music video when I was younger).

16: One of your favorite classical songs

Right now it's a toss-up between Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 2 and Tchaikovsky's Symphony No. 5. But I have so many favorites :)

Thank you for asking!

[lusilver001]

Hi how are you doing? I feel like I haven't come across a kotlc fan in quite a while so forgive me for asking but who's your favorite character? Have a lovely day/night!

hi! im doing great hehe :) and my favorite character is Marella (or maybe Fintan, i like my fire aesthetic.) and you have a lovely night too!!

[thatstolenpayal]

he says he loves me

i feel the world around me melt as i do too. to melt enough to create holes in it. he says i am his home. he says he can't live without me. till i feel my shoulders sink to the floor beneath me.

i feel my lips drying up. my fingers hurt as i strum my guitar. my voice cracks while i hum my favourite song. oh, if you had asked for my heart, i would have carved it out. and presented it to you decorated with lace.

but i don't know why, i am still here. i am not waiting for you, no but i can't let go. i sent my heart to you, can you send it back? i know you still have it.

they say it shows from the way i breathe, from every word from my lips, from my sunken eyes. i wrote it to you, sang it to you. you still couldn't understand?

-adah

(idk i wrote it but i don't like it much)

[lncui]

His girls, Dad!Mason Mount x reader.

IN WHICH Mason returns home to his two girls.

Warnings : nothing.

Your foot touched the cold floor as you stepped away from your bed, towards your bathroom, since you heard your little girl, you daughter of five months’s laughter come from.

You opened the door to meet the sight of your husband, Mason, shirtless and shaking his wet head at his daughter, who was clapping and laughing. You leaned on the door frame, crossing your arms over your chest, waiting for him to notice your presence.

But he was too busy, chuckling quitely as he watched his daughter, your daughter lovingly, “Mase?” You said, raising an eyebrow.

His head snapped to you, he rushed to explain, “She was bubbling in her bed, love, I was going to watch her from afar but she noticed me and started calling for me, she literally said Adah, this the closest thing to daddy..” You tried so hard not to smile at his cuteness as he explained but no, you couldn’t.

“Fine you’re putting her to sleep..” You said, “She hardly slept in the past three days, she probably sensed your disappearance.” You informed him.

Mason made an awh face, turning to your daughter and stroking her nose with his, “Did you missed daddy? Oh, daddy missed you lots, too, little one.”

“Did daddy miss me? Or just his little girl?” You asked, narrowing your eyes playfully.

“Oh, don’t be jealous, my love, you’re always going to be my number one girl, now come give me a kiss.” He opened an arm for you while the other one stayed around your daughter, who can’t sit steady yet.

You stepped closer and wrapped your arms around your husband’s torso, “Wife.” He said before kissing your lips making butterflies flutter in your stomach.

Your daughter let out a cry, “Adah!” You and your husband pulled away to look at your daughter, who opened her arms for her father.

You chuckled, “You weren’t really complaining when your daddy wasn’t around!” Mason lifted your daughter, laughed when your daughter wrapped her little tiny arms around his neck, “She’s daddy’s girl, as she should..to be honest.”

“No, she shouldn’t. I was the one to carry her for nine months, not you.” You retort.

“Yeah, get a new one, love, you’ve overused this one.” Mason said before leaning down to kiss you and walking out of the bedroom.

He laid down on the bed, got inside the blanket, before hiding your daughter in it and winking to you to act scared, a usual thing you two do since your daughter started smiling and laughing, “Ha, where’s she? Where did she go, Mase?” You ask looking left and right, before taking a seat at the edge of the bed.

Mason opens the blanket, bringing your daughter into the view, you jump and gasp acting surprise and scared as usual, making your daughter laugh and clap her hands, then pointing at you and turning to look at her dad, “Yeah, little one, you scared mummy! We scared mummy, high five!” You two cheered when she high-fived Mason, watching the girl you two created grew up and learn to do things.

Minutes later, your daughter was asleep on Mason’s chest, her arms around his neck as you rocked them both back and fourth since Mason was lying his head on your chest. “I thought your flight was tomorrow. You should’ve told me, I would’ve waited for you, baby.” You said softly, stroking his hair.

“I know you would have, honey, that’s why I didn’t do so, you had many photo shots yesterday that you barely had time to call, since our baby girl’s birth and we both been really busy, between work and her. I’m not complaining though, look at this face, just like me.” He said.

You smiled at the sight in front of you, “Come on, hand her over I’ll put her to bed.” You said, moving a bit, before Mason stopped you.

Whining he said, “Nooo, let her sleep with us.”

“Love, you’re a wild sleeper, and I can only control you, and wrap my arms around you so you don’t fall off the bed. Let’s not wake up and tomorrow and find our daughter under you, hum?”

He huffed but handed your daughter over, you ruffled his hair chuckling at his childish behavior. You put your daughter in her bed before returning to your own. You laid on your back, allowing Mason to get comfortable on the top of you with his head buried in your neck.

“I love you, you know that?”

“I do now.”

“Shut up.”

[nostalgebraist-autoresponder]

top 10 worst baby names

(I know you asked about baby names and not celebrities or things)

These are the baby names from the list at Baby Names That Sound Like Boring People Names (this was a Google Books search I made on a whim):

Adam

Albert

Amelia

Amelia

Amedita

Andrew

Angelica

Anna

Anthea

Anthony

Augusta

Anneliese

Anne

Ann

Anna

Anne

Amy

Annamarie

Amina

Amber

Amalthea

Annabell

Annie

Amanda

Ada

Agnes

Ada

Ada

Irena

Adalaide

Adda

Adelaide

Aldegond

Adeline

Aderyn

Adesu

Adila

Adele

Adelica

Adila

Adhora

Adina

Adira

Adita

Adira

Adison

Adi

Adi

Adrienne

Adriana

Adrienne

Adulah

Aekyudha

Alastair

Ala

Alina

Alan

Alameda

Alain

Alana

Alanna

Alano

Alec

Alfred

Alfey

Alec

Aleck

Alma

Aldwyn

Leal

Alerica

Ali

Ali

Alma

Almarah

Alessia

Alex

Alexie

Alexin

Alexus

Alix

Alecia

Alessandro

Alexander

Andrew

Alyssa

Allen

Alana

Alaine

Alla

Alda

Alanna

Alice

Alexander

Alyssa

Aleta

Alys

Alister

Alleyne

Allison

Alonzo

Albert

Alphe

Alphius

Alvin

Alvin

Avani

Ahmet

Ahmad

Alexa

Alec

Amalia

Amariah

Amaryllis

Amy

Angel

Angelica

Angelina

Alastair

Alastair

Alana

Alderic

Adalyn

Ada

Adakun

Adalin

Adaline

Adah

Adaine

Adairne

Adalia

Aderyn

Aderin

Adalyn

Adalin

Adalin

Adalin

Adalin

Ada

Adaine

Adailyn

Adaina

Adaia

Adah

Adain

Adaine

Adalian

Adair

Adaia

Adain

Adaine

Adain

Adaine

Adain

Adaine

Adaina

Adara

Adara

Adalee

Adad

Adaia

Adalia

Adalee

Adana

Adan

Adania

Adane

Adania

Adad

Adaine

Adam

Adamo

Adamy

Adamay

Adani

Adanya

Adamant

Adamara

Addie

Adelaide

Addalaine

Adelle

Adena

Adie

Adiana

Adian

Adianna

Adi

Adila

Adil

Adila

Adilah

Adimas

Adina

Adish

Addi

Adora

Adorna

Adrian

Adrien

Adrienia

Adrina

Adina

Adimas

Adria

Adrianne

Adrienne

Adu

Aduna

Adua

Adushe

Addalyn

Adalaide

Adalaide

[chlorine-and-daisies]

GO ask and touch on religion classes for you and me in need of takes for a fic I'm working on: Is "The Bible" in the GO universe "The Word of God?" Or is it just human dude's documenting, interpreting, and guessing?

Amazing question!

From my understanding (and take this with a grain of salt as I'm just a now-agnostic biochem student who took a couple religion classes) the Bible we know was complied and edited by multiple scholars over centuries, each with their own taste, agenda, and access to different information. Many of them were writing about events that they did not actually witness, or writing allegories instead of straight historical records. There are some Biblical figures that we can assume existed in real life because they show up in non-Biblical sources too, but there are also lots of contradictions and events such as the flood that, to the best of our scientific knowledge, never happened.

In *my opinion* the Bible in Good Omens is just as much "the word of God" as our Bible is. That is- it was written down by men, through the ages, about their own interpretation of God and history.

It's just that in their world, the angels that show up in the Bible are just as real as, say, Ahab, King of Israel, Augustus Caesar, or Jesus. Doesn't mean that everything that's said about them im the Bible is true- Agnes Nutter is still the only writer of true prophecies- but they did show up in history and get remembered to the point where things were written down about them.

Furthermore, Good Omens makes it clear that in the world of the story, Heaven and Hell and God are not responsible for or even aware of the more bigoted human interpretations of the Bible- I can't see the Archangels for example having any idea that humans used the curse of Ham as justification for slavery and Leviticus as a reason to look down on homosexuality, or that women were ever forbidden from speaking in church.

I forget if this showed up in the show, but in the book, Aziraphale collects misprinted Bibles, and in one of them, he had actually inserted a scene of himself telling God that he misplaced the flaming sword during the book's proofreading stage. When he's trying to find a body during Armageddon, he unwittingly possesses a televangelist, and he promptly corrects some of his ideas about the Rapture before leaving. If the Bible was supposed to be the perfect word of God in this world, I doubt that he would have changed it in this way.

(Tangent, but collecting misprinted Bibles is a hobby that he shares with Adah from The Poisonwood Bible, a book that I think would make him and Crowley very emotional. The first line by the way is "Imagine a ruin so strange it must never have happened." It REALLY belongs on Jim's shelf of I books.)

As for Crowley- well. I think he interfered with Bible-writers too. Bildad the Shuhite first insists that God is just and will restore everything to Job if he repents (Job 8), then says that Job must have done something to bring about his own destruction (Job 19), then questions whether it is even possible for a human to be pure in the eyes of God (Job 25).

Finally Bildad apologizes to Job after God tells Eliphaz the Temanite to take his friends (which includes Bildad) and make a sacrifice to Job. (Job 42)

I want to draw attention to Bildad's words about God in Job 25:5-6 - "If even the moon is not bright and the stars are not pure in his eyes, how much less a mortal, who is but a maggot- a human being, who is only a worm!"

*In the Good Omens universe, where Bildad is Crowley,* these lines could show Crowley's true feelings and disillusionment with God. It's a sentiment that feels in character for him- if God thinks my stars are impure, then he probably thinks that I, and humans, will never be able to be pure. Very reminiscent of his thoughts when he's sitting in his room with space photos floating around him.

Obviously Crowley was never cruel to Job the way Bildad was- I wonder if he had these lines inserted after the fact to create a record and show Hell that he was obviously doing his job and up to no good during the Job incident.

But yeah! Thank you for the amazing question!!!!! I believe that the Bible in both the real world and in Good Omens comes from multiple human authors, contains varying degrees of truth, and changes its meaning as it is constantly reinterpreted- so it is the "Word of God" in that God and His relationship with humanity are the main focus, but that does not mean that every event literally happened as it says. Really interesting.

[schnuzrising]

Oh, character asks are fun! Does Hagop have a favourite spot to nap in?

yes! ages 32 - 72 thats mostly what she did djfhkdfjhf napping, living the easy life having lots and lots of....friends : )

she likes it dark and with lots of blankets and pillows so something like an alcove would b perfect i imagine :3c

heres an oldish cocept sketcch abt that period + outfit

(SORRY)

and for CURRENT TIMELINE

ofc....anywhere on/near adah hehe ^w^

THANK YOUUUU 4 the ask!

[mabinogifantasylife]

For the writing meme

F, I, N, V ✨

omg cenn! 😭😭😭 I’m still gagged that you read my mess

F. What stories are you planning for the future?

I have a folder in my notes app dedicated to rough outlines and right now I have *maybe* 7 WIPs in there. One of them is is called 'BB's Delivery Service' which is a semicrack fic about Balor as a maid and — yeah I know, I know. Classic Maid gacha a did number on me.

Also Loiscneach!!!!!!!

YES I have Talvmillet WIPs, BUT those are gonna have to marinate for a while until I know what I want out of them. That dynamic is more involved than Vaynemillet which is always a combination of 1.) arguing 2.) fighting and 3.) fucking to me

I. What’s your favorite work you did this year? Why?

It would have to be Pleasure in the Glare. Believe it or not, I was initially disinterested in Vayne because G22 came on the heels of G21 especially considering how long the wait was between G20 -> G21. I took the finale personally 😭 I knew Vayne was no good from the jump so I spent my first play through of G22 + 23 wondering what the hell he wanted. Then I got to G24 and that was where I was pushed over into BeimHive territory. Finally realized the guy just wanted some ass then die; that earned my respect. IDC how many times I say this but Dissonance in the Void is Vaynemillet gospel. Writing about fighting and fucking is so much fun!

N. Anything you were planning to write that never got written?

I feel like anything I really wanna write will come out in its own time, but this is never gonna see the light of day.

V. Which story was the most viscerally pleasing to write? Tell us your narrative kinks. 

Okay right now it's a tie between Pleasure in the Glare and Sweet Honey Sin. I like porn with plot; I could never dish it out raw like that. I have an entire Twitter circles (RIP) thread dedicated to the making of Sweet Honey Sin. For my followers - if you're nosey and not weird I've moved to a private Twitter for quote-tweeting nasty mabi fanart and talking about whatever I'm currently working on + snippets. Anyone can DM if interested.

As for narrative kinks per se, the only one I can think of is that I will always mention or reference “honey” or “gold” at least once in a fic in relation to my millet or something she’s doing. One day I might talk about her in depth, but honestly, I’m not the type to sit down and say “oh Adah likes such and such and only does this and that”. I’m her PR manager, not her biographer, if that makes sense. I’m learning more about my own OC with every story 🌸

On a broader level, if you've been following me for all these years (sorry), then you might have seen my various 'The Signs As' posts for whatever hot new characters are around. Towards the end of 2022 when I started writing, I began thinking seriously about character sun signs and now that I have more free time for other hobbies, I've gotten *really* into drafting natal charts for whatever characters I'm writing about. It helps SO much with characterization. It gives me a framework for their personalities from which I can cook up whatever behavioral nuances I want without making them feel OOC to the reader.

Thank you for the ask!

[tojipie]

what would it be like if toji had a needy cry baby gf 😣😣😣

this is such a cute ask omg :(( had so much fun writing this! enjoy

content: anxiety, hurt/comfort, fluff

the telltale sound of a buzzing phone wakes you from your catnap. you shift on the couch, lifting your head from toji’s lap to gather yourself.

“what is it?” he mumbles, pulling your blanket back over your shoulders to keep you warm. the hum of the TV almost lulls you back asleep, eyes fluttering shut.

“mm y’r phone is ringing.” you whisper groggily, rubbing your eye with the back of your hand.

“you wanna go get it for me?” toji asks, pressing a kiss to your hairline as you stand up from the couch, blanket still wrapped tight around your shoulders.

“it’s probably on the bathroom counter.” he notes, kissing you again as a thank you. he was always tender with you when you were sleepy. your heart soars as you make your way upstairs and into your shared room.

you can practically feel the ringing as you cross the threshold of the bedroom door, padding past the bed and into the connected bathroom with a hum.

he must’ve forgotten it here when the two of you had showered earlier you reason, shading your eyes from the lights the two of you left on.

you head towards the counter, grabbing the device and immediately dropping it onto the solid tile.

WHACK

… shit

“shitshitshit.” you curse, toji’s ringtone coming to a stop as soon as the phone had hit the floor.

your heart sinks to your feet all the way through the marbled tile and into the dirt as you approach the device, praying the sound it’d made on impact wasn’t as serious as you remembered.

“no.. nonono oh my god.” you whisper, immediately crouching down to pick his phone up off the floor, eyes filling with tears as you try to gauge the damage.

just as you feared, a massive crack running down one corner to another. the bottom left corner of the screen was completely blacked out save for a few blinking pixels around the edge, it’s touch screen barely responsive as your thumb runs along the electronic gash

hot tears run down your face as you realize the seriousness of what you’d done. toji needed this phone for work, practically had it on him at all times except for when he was at home.

he’d be mad at you, right? this was serious damage, something neither of you could brush off. his kindness only went so far you gathered.

and since when was bathroom tile that destructive? god, you were going to throw up.

“you ok?” your boyfriend yells from downstairs, turning your blood cold.

“yup!” you respond, voice shaking a little more than you intended. your wrap your blanket tighter around your quivering body, quickly wiping your tears with the soft fabric.

“who was calling?”

you curse again, tapping the shattered screen to try and look at the caller ID. you can barely make out shiu’s name with all the damage.

“it’s shiu.” you yell back, trying to soothe the redness around your eyes and nose in the mirror.

the stairs creak as you wobble downstairs, cheeks still wet with fresh tears. what were you even going to tell him? that you dropped his phone once and now it was practically unusable?

“hey thank you sweet gi—”

Toji’s face falls at the sight of you, immediately standing up to wrap you in his arms. your quiet sniffles turn into full blown sobbing as you clutch the phone to your chest, trying your best to hide it from him.

“what’s wrong pretty?” your boyfriend whispers, rubbing your back with a huge hand. the older man presses soft kisses to your cheeks and forehead, leading you over to the couch and pulling you into his warm lap.

“i dropped your phone.” you whimper, shaky hands fiddling with the device as you prepare to disappoint the love of your life.

“yeah?” toji mumbles understandingly. “let’s see it baby, don’t worry.” he reassures you, taking his phone from your lap and turning it over.

“it’s just it was still wet cause you were answering a text in the shower and it slipped from my hand and—”

you gauge his face for an inevitable scowl, maybe a scoff. whatever it was, you deserved it.

instead, toji smiles.

“oh my god.” you whimper. was he so mad that he had no choice to smile? was there simply not any other expression to convey how upset he was?

toji surprises you again as he throws the phone to the side, letting it bounce across the couch cushions.

“that’s it?” he laughs, rubbing up and down your sides.

“you sniffle again, wiping your eyes.

“whadduya mean that’s it… i broke it.” you practically sob, turning to get up from his lap.

warm hands circle around your arms, leading your smaller body back to his chest. the older man wipes your cheeks with both thumbs, pressing an impossibly soft kiss to your hairline.

“nothing I can’t get fixed.” he tells you, smoothing your hair away from your face.

“but it’ll be expensive..”

“not for me.” he laughs

“you should be me at me.” you mumble softly, guilt still knawing away at you.

“why would I be mad at you for making a little mistake?” toji’s voice is soft, reassuring. his chest is warm and he smells like a campfire, practically lulling you to sleep with how tenderly he holds you.

“I’ve literally had a bullet go right through my screen baby.” he laughs. “I’ve dropped my phone out of moving cars, I’ve had it run over. you think i don’t replace this thing every month?”

you gasp, head popping up from his shoulder. “a bullet?”

“you can thank shiu for that.” he mumbles, kissing you again.

“what I mean is it’s nothing i can’t fix.” he tells you, reclining onto the couch and pulling you with him. “how could I ever be mad you?” he whispers into your cheek.

you nod, the last of your tears drying up as your body relaxes on top of his. you hated how bad your anxiety got at times, clouding your judgement and effectively convincing you that the world hated you.

“tell you what.” he starts.

“tomorrow how about me and you go pick up a replacement for me, and then get you a new phone too?” he asks tenderly, tracing shapes into your hair with his finger.

“you wanted the new one right? in pink?”

you nod with a giggle, eyes fluttering shut as the sound of your boyfriend’s heartbeat syncs with yours.

“yeah.” you tell him shyly, fiddling with the hem of his shirt. “in pink please.”

[rhythmaglyph]

When She Walks Into Existence (Featuring Adah Sharma)

A reel/short depicting an Indian actress, Adah Sharma in an office attire as she modelled and catwalked around a white background, saying, "People sometimes ask me to be normal. I ignored them because I refused to be...", while being thought of and remembered by an unknown man with a flower.

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Edited by: Rhythmaglyph Video credit: Adah Sharma's My Walk Can Talk (AAR JAY Productions Film)

Stock Video credit: Coverr.co

Voiced by: Adah Sharma (How To Undo Nepotism & Get Cast As The Lead In A Film | Adah Sharma | TEDxNMIMS)

Music/Sound Effects credit: Welcome To The Black Parade (My Chemical Romance) & Pixabay.com

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[voidsteffy]

i had seen adah in heart attack and kannada film and but she is waste her role in the kerala story and she is not malayali

Since when is Adah Sharma a Telugammayi or Kannadiga?

Was Amala Akkineni a Telugite before marriage? Katrina Kaif by any chance a Hyderabadi? Casting Imran Khan for the role for a rough and tough man from Haryana.

Kids, gather around. Now I want to make something clear.

We all love representation. We all love branching out into casting diversity under the actual roles meant for them in stories about their communities.

But it's a slow progressive outreach into just filmmaking.

And it mostly shouldn't come at the cost of butchering acting in the process.

In Kerala Story, neither was the casting authentic nor was it for the sake of Adah Sharma's "amazing" skill.

Hence the authenticity of casting isn't the first gripe I have with the movie.

If you are the one filling my ask box with heated opinions about anyone related with kerala story, then I'm hoping you don't waste anymore of your breath.

If you are not, then good day hooman and I hope you understood why I'm generally not for discussing such opinions.

[big-ronnev-fan]

Here's chapter one of my fic, which you can read on wattpad or under the "keep reading" line.

Harry wouldn't shut up about Draco malfoy. If it wasn't for the fact that Ron fully believed that the two would make an adorably chaotic couple, he'd be sick of it.

But he wasn't. In fact, he and Neville have been working together for the last month on ways to get the raven haired boy and the blond together. If Hermione saw how much effort he put into this she'd be impressed. Or pissed off that he doesn't put this effort into school.

(It's not his fault school is so boring.)

Anyways, Neville and him had a plan. They would sneak into each of the boys' bags a letter that confessed the other boy's love. It was a bit difficult to copy the two boys' hand writing (especially Draco's, since it's so elegant), but Neville was able to find a spell that did the trick, and he mastared it with ease. It was really impresive, if Ron's being honest, how easily Neville figured out the spell.

And now, a day before the Hogsmeade visit, Neville and Ron were going to plant the trap. Ron was going to sneak the note into Harry's bag, waking in a god awful hour to do so, and Neville would sneak the other letter in Draco's bag during herboligy, which they were both taking at a higher level with Hermione and Hannah Abbot.

"So are we going to the party Theo invited us to?" Hermione asked, looking up at Ron from her book. The two were eating in the great hall together, since Harry was still asleep. It was nice. He was glad that he and Hermione were still friends after that disaster of a kiss. A week after it Hermione had told him that she wasn't intrested in him, or men in general, which led to him coming out as bisexual for the first time. The two hugged it out and after an awkward few weeks were they had to tell everyone that they weren't dating, they were able to get back totheir normal relationship.

"Of course. It's Theo, we love him and his parties." Ron replied. After the war he and Theo got really close, what with both of them having ADAH and having had crushes on Victor Krum.

"Ron, Hermione, you will not believe what I found in my bag!" Harry said, running into the great hall.

"What is it?" Hermione asked, curious.

"Draco Malfoy asked me to go to Hogsmeade!"

"Oh, well that's boring." Hermione said simply before going back to her book.

"I'm sorry? Did you not hear me? Draco-ferrotface-dickweed-Malfoy asked me to go to Hogsmeade!!!" Harry was shoving the letter in Hermione's face and it took every ounce of self control for Ronti not burst out laughing.

"I don't know Harry, the rest of Slytherin is getting better, maybe he is too?" Hermione reasoned.

"Ron, tell Hermione that she's gone mad." Harry said desparetly

"I mean she's kinda got a point, and with Theo's party coming up, maybe he's just trying to make sur things aren't awkward." Or maybe he's in love with you too dipshit.

Harry sighed. "Fine I'll go to hodsmeade with Draco."

"We never said you have-" Hermione started, but was quickly interupted by Harry's "I'm only doing this because you're making me!"

"Is he ever going to grow up?" Hermione muttered to herself.

"Nope!" Ron said, taking a sip of his orange juice and glancing to Neville, who was chatting with Luna about something or other. He felt the need to throw up seeing Neville laugh at one of Luna's comments. It was weird because he only had this feeling when Hermione and Victor went to the yule ball together. It was a gross feeling that made him sick, and he didn't know why he was feeling it again. but whatever the reason was, he wanted the feeling to go away.

"Hey Ron." A soft voice came from behind him. Ron jumped at the sound and turned to find the cause of these feelings, Neville himself.

"Hey Nev, what's up?" Ron tried to come off as casual, though his voice came out squeaky.

"Just wanted to say that you did a good job with the letter." Neville said, pretending not to notice Ron's surprise, only the small smirk giving him away.

"Thanks, now we just need to get the letter to Draco and the two will be married in no time."

Neville laughed a little. "They better make us the best men for all the work we put into getting them together."

The two continued talking, moving on to other subjects, and Ron felt the feeling in his chest start to dissapear.

"Will you be at Theo's party?" Ron asked after a while.

"Will you?"

"Yeah."

Neville smiled. "Then yeah, I'll be there."

[rykeranders]

Stuck in a horror movie

Optional Task 381 - October 25, 2022

1. Runs away.

Adah

2. Turns every light on.

Melanie

3. First to die.

Braxton

4. Hides in the dog house.

Harlow

5. Last to die.

Astrid

6. The one running in high heels.

Novaleigh

7. Splits up and goes alone.

Ezekiel

8. Sits in the corner rocking and sucking their thumb.

Grace

9. Films everything on their cell phone.

Finn

10. Takes a selfie with the killer.

Maverick

11. Helps the killer.

Mayor Edwards

12. Is the killer.

Sheriff Stanton

13. Always checking their makeup.

Presley

14. Plays dead.

Ryker

15. Jumps out of the 2nd story window.

Daphne

16. The smart one.

Aurora

17. Virgin that doesn’t die.

Bowie

18. Hides under the bed.

Alexis

19. Turns into a werewolf.

Damien

20. Sucks everyone's blood.

21. Is chased by a doll.

Dodge

22. Is drunk the whole time.

Rosslyn

23. Doesn’t know what is going on.

Teagan

24. The comic relief.

Zachary

25. Gets stuck sneaking up the fireplace.

Hunter

26. Loses a toe.

Catherine

27. Dies having sex.

Vanessa

28. Gets eaten by a venus flytrap.

Peyton

29. Yells grab my strong hand.

Scott

30. Keeps asking where the weed is.

Calla

31. The skeptic.

Raleigh

32. Trips and falls into the well.

Katharina

[navysealunsealed]

Stuck in a horror movie

1. Runs away.   Z. Rosslyn 2. Turns every light on.  W. Peyton 3. First to die.   CC. Sheriff Stanton 4. Hides in the dog house.   Y. Raleigh 5. Last to die.   N. Finn 6. The one running in high heels.   U. Melanie  7. Splits up and goes alone.   V. Novaleigh 8. Sits in the corner rocking and sucking their thumb.   R. Katherina  9. Films everything on their cell phone.    G. Braxton 10. Takes a selfie with the killer.   Q. Hunter 11. Helps the killer.   BB. Scott  12. Is the killer.   T. Mayor Edwards 13. Always checking their makeup.   EE. Vanessa  14. Plays dead.   H. Calla 15. Jumps out of the 2nd story window.   E. Aurora  16. The smart one.    AA. Ryker  17. Virgin that doesn’t die.   F. Bowie  18. Hides under the bed.   X. Presley  19. Turns into a werewolf.  C. Alice 20. Sucks everyone's blood.   L. Dodge  21. Is chased by a doll.   S. Maverick  22. Is drunk the whole time.   P. Harlow  23. Doesn’t know what is going on.   I. Catherine  24. The comic relief.  J. Damien   25. Gets stuck sneaking up the fireplace.   FF. Zachary 26. Loses a toe.   D. Astrid 27. Dies having sex.   O. Grace 28. Gets eaten by a venus flytrap.   DD. Teagan 29. Yells grab my strong hand.   A. Adah  30. Keeps asking where the weed is.   M. Ezekiel  31. The skeptic.   B. Alexis  32. Trips and falls into the well.   K. Daphne 

Don’t fear the reaper : Blue Oyster Cult 

Time warp : Rocky Horror 

Problem (The monster remix) : Becky G 

Moon Trance : Lindsey Stirling 

Halloween Theme : John Carpenter 

Remains of the day : Corpse Bride 

Dragula : Rob Zombie 

Voodoo : Godsmack 

Zombie : Bad Wolves 

The Zing : Hotel Transylvania