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[gillsng]

Loved the karwachauth blurb! You should definitely continue on the same path💕

@iwantasugardaddy I hope this is up to your standards! And please let me know what you think!!

Karwachauth 

Shubman x Reader

Summary- It's her first Karwachauth as Shubman's wife. And while she's very excited about it, Shubman doesn't exactly share her sentiments.

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Shubman leaned back on the bench, adjusting his gloves as he waited for his next round of practice. His mind, however, wasn’t on cricket today. It was on her. His stubborn, adorable wife, who had insisted on keeping a fast for Karwachauth. He had no idea how she was managing to go all day without eating or drinking anything while he was out here practising. It made him feel restless and guilty. How was he supposed to focus on cricket when the love of his life was starving herself for him? The thought made him wince.

“Oye Kaka, Thik hai?” Virat bhai teased, noticing his distracted demeanour. "Aaj dhyan kahi aur hi lag raha hai."

Shubman shook his head with a small smile. "Nahi- nahi bhaiya, I’m fine. Just… thinking."

He had asked her a hundred times that morning not to keep the fast. He hated the idea of her going hungry because of him, all in the name of tradition. But she was determined, flashing him that sweet but resolute smile, the one he could never resist. He sighed, remembering their conversation before he left for practice.

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“But why, baby? I don’t want you to starve yourself because of me,” he had protested, his brows knitted in concern as he watched her gently braid her hair. She looked so serene, even as she prepared for the long day ahead of fasting. “How can I go about my day knowing that you’re here, STARVING yourself while I’m gallivanting around playing cricket?”

She turned to face him, her eyes soft with love but firm in her decision. “It’s not about you, baby. It’s about us and honoring traditions. Plus, Mummy Ji has been so excited for the sargi. Don’t you dare spoil this for her…”

Shubman sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I just… I hate seeing you go hungry. You know that.”

She had stepped closer, cupping his face with her hands. “I love you, Shubi. And I want to do this. Please. Just let me.”

His heart melted like it always did when she looked at him like that. "Fine. But you better call me if you feel dizzy or anything. I’ll come straight home."

She giggled and kissed his cheek. “I’ll be fine. Now go, before you’re late for practice.”

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Now, hours later, as the sun began to set, Shubman’s anticipation grew. Practice wrapped up, and he hurried through the post-training routine, anxious to get home to her. He barely heard the jokes Yash and Sarfaraz were cracking, his mind entirely focused on her.

When he finally reached home, his eyes immediately scanned the room for her. She was sitting with his mother and sister, wearing a deep red saree that made her glow like a goddess. Her face was tired but content, and that filled him with both pride and concern.

“You’re back,” she smiled up at him, her voice a little weary, but as sweet as ever.

He hurried over, taking her hand in his, his worry apparent. “How are you feeling? Any dizziness? Are you alright?” His eyes scanned her face, his thumb brushing over her knuckles in concern.

She gave him a fond look, exasperated but clearly amused by his overprotectiveness. “I’m fine, Shubi. I told you I would be. Stop worrying so much.”

Shubman sat beside her, his arm slipping around her waist instinctively. “How can I not worry? You’ve been fasting all day, and here I was at practice, thinking about you starving yourself for me.”

“It’s not for you, silly,” she reminded him, her tone patient. “It’s for us.”

His mother, who had been watching the exchange, couldn’t hold back her smile. “Leave the poor girl alone, Shubi. She has been so determined to do this. I didn’t even have to ask her twice.”

Shubman groaned softly, shaking his head with a smile. “I know. She’s stubborn like that.”

Soon after, the time for the Chand-Dikhayi ritual arrived. (A/N: I don't know what it's called; we haven't really celebrated Karwachauth, sorry if I'm using the wrong words.) 

They all gathered on the terrace, the air cool and filled with anticipation. The moon hadn’t risen yet, and she waited patiently, her hands clasped together, occasionally sneaking a glance at her husband, who was watching her like a hawk.

“Do you need water?” Shubman asked, leaning close, his voice a low murmur.

“I can’t drink water yet, Shubman,” she sighed, exasperated but amused by how concerned he was.

“I know, I know… but still, can’t you just take a small sip?” His voice was filled with genuine worry.

“No,” she whispered, trying to hold back a smile. “Just wait a few more minutes, okay?”

When the moon finally appeared, her heart swelled with a quiet joy while Shubman heaved a sigh of relief. His heart clenched as he watched her, so dedicated, so full of love for him. He didn’t understand all these traditions, but seeing her put her heart into it—it made him want to be better for her.

She stood with a small hand-decorated channi in one hand and a small plate of offerings in the other. With her eyes full of excitement and maybe a little shyness, she first gazed at the moon through the channi, then turned to him.

He watched her silently, his eyes following her every moment, as she looked at the moon first then looked at him through the sieve, her gaze filled with love and faith.

Once the ritual was done, she reached down to touch Shubman’s feet, a part of the tradition that her mother-in-law had said she could omit but felt like she had to, just to show her respect and devotion to the man she loved. But before she could bend down, Shubman gently stopped her.

“Don’t. Iski koi jaroorat nahi hai.” His voice was firm but soft, his hand gently holding her arm. “You don’t have to touch my feet. In fact, mein tere pau choone chahiye. I should be bowing to you for doing this.”

Her heart melted at his words, her eyes misting slightly as she straightened, letting him take her hands into his. She didn’t argue, just smiled, warmth radiating through her chest. This was her Shubman — caring, thoughtful, and completely in awe of her.

When the rituals were done, she turned to him with a smile, but before she could say anything, Shubman was already guiding her to the dining table. “Come on. You’ve waited long enough. Let’s get you something to eat.”

“But—”

“No buts,” he insisted, pulling out a chair for her and making her sit. His mother and sister exchanged amused looks as they joined them at the table, while his father chuckled softly from the corner.

As soon as she settled in, Shubman took the plate of food and started feeding her himself, much to her surprise.

“Shubman, I can eat by myself,” she protested lightly, glancing around the table embarrassingly as her family watched with amused smiles, but he shook his head. “Nope. You’re weak from fasting all day. Just let me take care of you.” His tone was so soft and affectionate that she couldn’t argue anymore.

She let him feed her, bite by bite, as he watched her with that tender expression she loved so much. His mother and sister teased them from the side, but Shubman ignored it, too focused on making sure she ate every last bite.

When she was finally done, and the table began to clear out, his parents and sister retired to their rooms, each with a smirk that said they knew exactly what was going to happen next.

Shubman turned to her, his voice teasing now. “Your turn.”

She blinked in confusion. “My turn for what?”

“To feed me,” he said with a grin, leaning closer, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

Her cheeks flushed, and she huffed softly, but there was a shy smile playing on her lips. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

“And you love me for it,” he replied, his grin widening as she picked up a piece of food and fed him, her hands trembling slightly.

Once he had his fill, both of them stood up, him washing his hands as she set the plates in the sink. He watched her for a moment before stretching and walking around to her side of the kitchen. Without warning, he scooped her up into his arms, making her squeal in surprise.

“Shubman! Kya kar rahe ho?!”

“Apne kamre mein le jaa raha hu, Mrs Gill,” he said with a wicked grin, his voice dropping to a playful whisper as he started walking toward their bedroom.

Her face turned a bright shade of red, and she buried her face in his shoulder, her hands clutching his shirt. “So shameless, Mr. Gill.”

“Only for you, Mrs. Gill,” he whispered back, pressing a kiss to her temple as he carried her into their room, closing the door behind them with a soft click.

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[gillsng]

pranks & surprises ❋ shubman gill x reader

summary — ishani gill decides to prank her twin brother, ishan by telling him that she's pregnant. atleast, that's what her husband thinks.

a/n — i actually love this one sm. oh and, this is from my wp account as well.

warnings — swearing && toothrotting fluff.

"wait so," shubman started, sitting up straight in the sofa, trying to process what his wife had just said. "you want us to prank ishan? by telling him that you are pregnant?"

ishani noded, as if she didn't know how her brother would react. "i mean— what's the worst that could happen?"

"me dying from getting beaten up by that guy." shubman countered, making ishani roll her eyes.

she beat him softly in his shoulder with a laugh, a typical kishan habit, shubman would say. "come on, it'd be so fun!"

"just imagine how chaotic his reaction would be," ishani added, messing shubman's hair.

shubman pouted at her words, laying his head on the crook of her neck. "so you just want me to face the devil himself?" he mumbled to her skin.

"that tickles," ishani giggled to his action, but later said, "but yeah, technically that's what i am saying."

shubman sat up straight again, cupping ishani's face. he connected their foreheads - a typical gill's habit, ishani would say. "fine i will do it," shubman whispered to her.

ishani flashed a grin — oh, how shubman would burn the world if it would light her face up!

"but there's one condition," shubman added, making ishani groan at his words. shubman raised his eyebrows, "aw come on, what's this shift of face?"

"what is the deal?" ishani just asked him. shubman pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear, as he leaned in close to her ear.

"i want you to—" he whispered so softly, making ishani gulp, "ride a rollercoaster."

ishani's eyes widen. "you know i hate those!"

"then no pranking on ishan for you," shubman smirked, creating an appropriate distance between them now.

"you are unfair!" ishani pouted, before dramatically falling on shubman's shoulder.

the next day arrived, so did ishan with his packet of chips in his hand. "i am here, so stop any inappropriate things you are doing right now, gills!" he shouted for the entire neighborhood to hear, but ishani and shubman were just around the corner.

"shout it to the entire world, why don't you?" ishani told from her seat in the kitchen counter as shubman cooked dosa for the two.

"planning on it, baby sister, don't worry," ishan countered back, as he hugged shubman's waist from the back. "you are making my bestfriend cook aren't you? is she being an nuisance she is, meri jaan?"

"not as nosey as you, pyaar," shubman chuckled. "she's the best kishan i have ever known,"

ofcourse, everything in this world may chance, but not ishan and shubman's never ending nicknames and love for eachother.

ishani coughed loudly, stepping down to beat ishan's shoulder. this is when they do the prank, shubman immediately realises. how? he doesn't know. just some telepathy message he got from his wife, although there's no magic.

"your wife is litreally pregnant," ishani told, beating shubman's shoulder now. "and you are cheating on her with her twin brother! you are a c-h-e-a-t-e-r!"

shubman got a nice beat for every letter ishani uttered, and he only laughed, an idiot, he is. ishan enjoyed the sight, until he realised what his sister just say.

"wait what did you just say?" ishan asked, his voice filled with panic and confusion. ishani and shubman's emotions shifted, as they realise their mistake or they pretend to do so.

"u- um," shubman uttered, scratching his neck. "we were actually planning to say that later today but ishani accidentally slipped that she is preg—"

nice acting, gill, shubman praised himself.

"you are actually pregnant?" ishan asked, avoiding shubman's words, focusing gaze only on his little sister.

"yeah," ishani nodded, her words somewhat sincere and filled with tension. nice acting, mrs gill, shubman wanted to say.

"oh," ishan nodded, now clutching the chips packet tight. "how? when? what? like what-the-actual-fuck,"

"the how is actually self-explanatory, pyaar," shubman added in middle of ishan's panic.

"oh, you don't talk." ishan shuts shubman off, as ishan put his hands to cover his face, rubbing it off. "she's just a baby, you shubman fucking gill!"

"how dare you involve in such inappropriate nonsensical and dumb behaviour with my sweetheart of a sister—" ishan went on, now throwing daggers at shubman.

shubman immediately grabbed his wife by her shoulder, putting her as a barrier between ishan and him. "you were just scolding ishani for making me do the cooking!" shubman pouts.

"you fucking dont get to talk, behench—" ishan was about to say, but shut his sister's ears. "behenchod."

"what is this behaviour, ishan?" ishani asked to her brother's action, whose attention was suddenly shifted to his sister. "i thought you knew that i know all these bad words— behenchod, chu—"

"sh! the baby might hear it!" ishan now shushed his sister, and shubman felt like he could melt.

ishan was already caring for a baby — and it was just for a sake of a prank.

"are you feeling okay, ishani?" ishan said, his tone changed to something soft and sweet, "do you want to drink water? want to sit down? need chips? oh wait, you get those cravings, right? do you think your idiot of a husband could take care of you? he could barely maintain his took back in those days,"

"even right now, he's letting that damn dosa burn," ishan reminded, the three's eyes darting to that poor now burnt dosa.

"shubman, does money hang in a tree for you?" the twins asked in sync, which shubman found terribly annoying.

"do you even know the gas price?" ishani scolded her husband, to which he lifted his hands in surrender after switching off the stove.

"sorry, mom," he joked.

"oh look at this idiotic man! he is so dumb," ishan complained, his right hand over ishani's shoulder, as if as an protective shield. "i might take you to mumma and papa if he keeps being like this,"

"she is perfectly fine with me, ishan," shubman told, rolling his eyes. "right my darling?"

pure silence. shubman held his hand to his heart dramatically, causing drama. "my own wife doesn't trust me!"

ishani stifled a giggle, even ishan's lips curved for a second before he realised something. "wait, did you tell mumma and papa? they are going turn the house down when they know!" ishan exclaimed, to which ishani and shubman exchanged awkward glances.

"actually, you are the first person to know." ishani told, softly, ruffling her brother's shoulder. "you know since i had to bear you since we were born,"

"why don't you go telling mumma and papa?" ishani told to her brother suddenly, leaving shubman confused. "i want you to say it, just to see how they will react."

ishan grinned at his sister, as he gave her a tight hug. "i love you, dumbo," he said, before taking up his phone and leave the kitchen. there was a pause in the room, before shubman broke it.

"wait, ishani you do realise what you are doing right?" shubman asked, feeling tensed. "he is going to say to uncle and aunty— they'll definitely take it seriously,"

"yes, i know," ishani told, now looking down at the plates in the table. she suddenly started messing with the plate, by tracing her index finger on it.

"wait so you know?" he asked, not realising the situation. "you can't just mess with them unless you are actually—"

shubman suddenly stopped his words, slowly realising what's actually happening. he looked at his wife— she was suddenly shy, a rare sight you'd see on his ishani gill, who's always brave and mischevious.

his heart started beating fast. "wait, you are?" he asked, his voice filled with lingering hope.

ishani just nodded, "i am sorry i didn't say earlier, i just wanted to say to ishan first then i came up this prank—and you know—"

ishani was interrupted by shubman's lips, pulling her into a long kiss. shubman's hands held her face so delicately, as if holding his most valued possesion.

"i wanted you to know in a unique way, i was about to say before you interrupted—" she panted, out of breathe. shubman started showering her face with kisses, from her forehead to her chin.

"i can't express how happy you truly made me, ishani," shubman muttered between his kisses. his hands suddenly grabbed her by waist, as he knelt down in front of her.

he looked up at her, with sweetest smile which can melt ice. "i love you ishani gill, you just made me the happiest man in this world."

ishani was lost of words, feeling the at most joy.

he kissed her stomach, connecting his forehead to her abdomen. "i can't wait to welcome our daughter," he said.

"daughter? i thought we would have a son, mr. gill," ishani told, kneeling down to be at the same level to shubman to see that his eyes are red.

ishani pinched his cheeks, her heart swooning. "daughter or son, i can't wait to have a family with you, you know," ishani told, connecting their foreheads. "handling a senior shubman gill and junior shubman gill sounds like one hell of a job, but the best job ever."

"thank you, meri jaan," shubman told. "i love you."

"i love you more," ishani said back, before they drifted to a short lived silence, but the one filled with a lot of love and promise.

"oh and," shubman told, his face buried in the crook of her neck. "we are pranking shahneel didi like you did with ishan."

[gillsng]

pranks & surprises ❋ shubman gill x reader

summary — ishani gill decides to prank her twin brother, ishan by telling him that she's pregnant. atleast, that's what her husband thinks.

a/n — i actually love this one sm. oh and, this is from my wp account as well.

warnings — swearing && toothrotting fluff.

"wait so," shubman started, sitting up straight in the sofa, trying to process what his wife had just said. "you want us to prank ishan? by telling him that you are pregnant?"

ishani noded, as if she didn't know how her brother would react. "i mean— what's the worst that could happen?"

"me dying from getting beaten up by that guy." shubman countered, making ishani roll her eyes.

she beat him softly in his shoulder with a laugh, a typical kishan habit, shubman would say. "come on, it'd be so fun!"

"just imagine how chaotic his reaction would be," ishani added, messing shubman's hair.

shubman pouted at her words, laying his head on the crook of her neck. "so you just want me to face the devil himself?" he mumbled to her skin.

"that tickles," ishani giggled to his action, but later said, "but yeah, technically that's what i am saying."

shubman sat up straight again, cupping ishani's face. he connected their foreheads - a typical gill's habit, ishani would say. "fine i will do it," shubman whispered to her.

ishani flashed a grin — oh, how shubman would burn the world if it would light her face up!

"but there's one condition," shubman added, making ishani groan at his words. shubman raised his eyebrows, "aw come on, what's this shift of face?"

"what is the deal?" ishani just asked him. shubman pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear, as he leaned in close to her ear.

"i want you to—" he whispered so softly, making ishani gulp, "ride a rollercoaster."

ishani's eyes widen. "you know i hate those!"

"then no pranking on ishan for you," shubman smirked, creating an appropriate distance between them now.

"you are unfair!" ishani pouted, before dramatically falling on shubman's shoulder.

the next day arrived, so did ishan with his packet of chips in his hand. "i am here, so stop any inappropriate things you are doing right now, gills!" he shouted for the entire neighborhood to hear, but ishani and shubman were just around the corner.

"shout it to the entire world, why don't you?" ishani told from her seat in the kitchen counter as shubman cooked dosa for the two.

"planning on it, baby sister, don't worry," ishan countered back, as he hugged shubman's waist from the back. "you are making my bestfriend cook aren't you? is she being an nuisance she is, meri jaan?"

"not as nosey as you, pyaar," shubman chuckled. "she's the best kishan i have ever known,"

ofcourse, everything in this world may chance, but not ishan and shubman's never ending nicknames and love for eachother.

ishani coughed loudly, stepping down to beat ishan's shoulder. this is when they do the prank, shubman immediately realises. how? he doesn't know. just some telepathy message he got from his wife, although there's no magic.

"your wife is litreally pregnant," ishani told, beating shubman's shoulder now. "and you are cheating on her with her twin brother! you are a c-h-e-a-t-e-r!"

shubman got a nice beat for every letter ishani uttered, and he only laughed, an idiot, he is. ishan enjoyed the sight, until he realised what his sister just say.

"wait what did you just say?" ishan asked, his voice filled with panic and confusion. ishani and shubman's emotions shifted, as they realise their mistake or they pretend to do so.

"u- um," shubman uttered, scratching his neck. "we were actually planning to say that later today but ishani accidentally slipped that she is preg—"

nice acting, gill, shubman praised himself.

"you are actually pregnant?" ishan asked, avoiding shubman's words, focusing gaze only on his little sister.

"yeah," ishani nodded, her words somewhat sincere and filled with tension. nice acting, mrs gill, shubman wanted to say.

"oh," ishan nodded, now clutching the chips packet tight. "how? when? what? like what-the-actual-fuck,"

"the how is actually self-explanatory, pyaar," shubman added in middle of ishan's panic.

"oh, you don't talk." ishan shuts shubman off, as ishan put his hands to cover his face, rubbing it off. "she's just a baby, you shubman fucking gill!"

"how dare you involve in such inappropriate nonsensical and dumb behaviour with my sweetheart of a sister—" ishan went on, now throwing daggers at shubman.

shubman immediately grabbed his wife by her shoulder, putting her as a barrier between ishan and him. "you were just scolding ishani for making me do the cooking!" shubman pouts.

"you fucking dont get to talk, behench—" ishan was about to say, but shut his sister's ears. "behenchod."

"what is this behaviour, ishan?" ishani asked to her brother's action, whose attention was suddenly shifted to his sister. "i thought you knew that i know all these bad words— behenchod, chu—"

"sh! the baby might hear it!" ishan now shushed his sister, and shubman felt like he could melt.

ishan was already caring for a baby — and it was just for a sake of a prank.

"are you feeling okay, ishani?" ishan said, his tone changed to something soft and sweet, "do you want to drink water? want to sit down? need chips? oh wait, you get those cravings, right? do you think your idiot of a husband could take care of you? he could barely maintain his took back in those days,"

"even right now, he's letting that damn dosa burn," ishan reminded, the three's eyes darting to that poor now burnt dosa.

"shubman, does money hang in a tree for you?" the twins asked in sync, which shubman found terribly annoying.

"do you even know the gas price?" ishani scolded her husband, to which he lifted his hands in surrender after switching off the stove.

"sorry, mom," he joked.

"oh look at this idiotic man! he is so dumb," ishan complained, his right hand over ishani's shoulder, as if as an protective shield. "i might take you to mumma and papa if he keeps being like this,"

"she is perfectly fine with me, ishan," shubman told, rolling his eyes. "right my darling?"

pure silence. shubman held his hand to his heart dramatically, causing drama. "my own wife doesn't trust me!"

ishani stifled a giggle, even ishan's lips curved for a second before he realised something. "wait, did you tell mumma and papa? they are going turn the house down when they know!" ishan exclaimed, to which ishani and shubman exchanged awkward glances.

"actually, you are the first person to know." ishani told, softly, ruffling her brother's shoulder. "you know since i had to bear you since we were born,"

"why don't you go telling mumma and papa?" ishani told to her brother suddenly, leaving shubman confused. "i want you to say it, just to see how they will react."

ishan grinned at his sister, as he gave her a tight hug. "i love you, dumbo," he said, before taking up his phone and leave the kitchen. there was a pause in the room, before shubman broke it.

"wait, ishani you do realise what you are doing right?" shubman asked, feeling tensed. "he is going to say to uncle and aunty— they'll definitely take it seriously,"

"yes, i know," ishani told, now looking down at the plates in the table. she suddenly started messing with the plate, by tracing her index finger on it.

"wait so you know?" he asked, not realising the situation. "you can't just mess with them unless you are actually—"

shubman suddenly stopped his words, slowly realising what's actually happening. he looked at his wife— she was suddenly shy, a rare sight you'd see on his ishani gill, who's always brave and mischevious.

his heart started beating fast. "wait, you are?" he asked, his voice filled with lingering hope.

ishani just nodded, "i am sorry i didn't say earlier, i just wanted to say to ishan first then i came up this prank—and you know—"

ishani was interrupted by shubman's lips, pulling her into a long kiss. shubman's hands held her face so delicately, as if holding his most valued possesion.

"i wanted you to know in a unique way, i was about to say before you interrupted—" she panted, out of breathe. shubman started showering her face with kisses, from her forehead to her chin.

"i can't express how happy you truly made me, ishani," shubman muttered between his kisses. his hands suddenly grabbed her by waist, as he knelt down in front of her.

he looked up at her, with sweetest smile which can melt ice. "i love you ishani gill, you just made me the happiest man in this world."

ishani was lost of words, feeling the at most joy.

he kissed her stomach, connecting his forehead to her abdomen. "i can't wait to welcome our daughter," he said.

"daughter? i thought we would have a son, mr. gill," ishani told, kneeling down to be at the same level to shubman to see that his eyes are red.

ishani pinched his cheeks, her heart swooning. "daughter or son, i can't wait to have a family with you, you know," ishani told, connecting their foreheads. "handling a senior shubman gill and junior shubman gill sounds like one hell of a job, but the best job ever."

"thank you, meri jaan," shubman told. "i love you."

"i love you more," ishani said back, before they drifted to a short lived silence, but the one filled with a lot of love and promise.

"oh and," shubman told, his face buried in the crook of her neck. "we are pranking shahneel didi like you did with ishan."

[gillsng]

me fr . . .

does anyone else get, like, jealous when a fictional character dates or has a crush on another character?

... no? just me?

[gillsng]

Krishna x Satyabhama

A six year old Satyabhama saw the 13 or 14 year old Krishna killing Kamsa. As the girl who has seen the atrocities of Kamsa first hand being a Yadava Princess, Satya was instantly taken by this young boy who easily killed Kamsa and freed Mathura and the world of Kamsa's tyranny. It wasn't a surprise that Satya almost hero-worshipped him. After all, the whole of Mathura did. He was their beloved Prince. Often following her father around, Satya kept trying to steal glances of this Prince of Mathura.

At 13 years, Satya desperately wishes that Krishna would at least notice her existence. She has let this shyness cross long enough without ever even having a single conversation with this man who has taken up space in all her brain. But it would seem rather tasteless for a Yadava Kumari to act like a damn fool. As itself, Krishna has several admirers. All the women who see him are enchanted by him. They say that his words are sweet as honey and his eyes are deep as the ocean. Satya wondered what his lips taste like. The budding youth sure is becoming a problem.

Satya watches Krishna battle the army of Jarasandha. The ease he has, the grace he has, the very fact that Krishna is always in control of the situation. It wasn't long before she decided that she wants to be equal as him, almost surprising Satrajit when his soft and delicate lotus like daughter demands that she wants to learn war-craft. Of course, Kshatriya kanyas have some Warcraft training but Satya has by far always been the girl interested in painting, dancing, writing poetry or playing around with her friends. Chanchala.

The first time Satya let's her existence known to Krishna was when she suggested a way to tackle an economic issue. 13-year-old Satya and the 21-year-old Krishna. Balarama almost takes it as a childish attempt but Krishna looks confident in the idea. Satya was over the moon especially when the dark skinned prince threw her a majestic smile and said, "You're quite a surprise, Bhama. You don't mind if I call you Bhama, do you?"

Of course Satyabhama doesn't mind. A whole new dimension among people who call her Satrajiti. Sure, Satyabhama loved being her father's daughter. After all, she was her father's little girl. She loved being that but the way Krishna calls her 'Bhama', it causes are budding youth to be enchanted by him far more than anything. His rather silky voice and honey sweet words. It slips through her defences like butter.

Satyabhama was having a conversation with Krishna about how Dwaraka could have an upper hand if they took up more trade. Probably from foreign lands past the sea when someone mentioned the Princess of Vidharbha.

"The Princess of Vidharbha is simply a sight to behold, to be honest. She surely is the loveliest person."

"Princess of Vidharbha?" Krishna asked, almost jumping over to the men talking about it. "I've been hearing her name quite some places. Who is she?"

"Rajkumari Rukmini is the only daughter of Raja Bhishmaka of Vidharbha. His youngest child. The only sister of five elder brothers. Perhaps the most beautiful woman in Aryavarta."

Satyabhama was the first person to whom Krishna confided that he was probably in love with the Princess of Vidharbha.

Satya often wondered about this Princess Rukmini. One who is golden. She wonders if she was even half as beautiful as they claim Rukmini to be. Sometimes, deep in her heart, Satyabhama admits to being jealous of her.

"Sometimes, I feel so restless that I wish I could simply run off to Vidharbha and just stand by her balcony waiting for her to show up to see the sun." Krishna admits. The lovestruck look in his eyes. Satya wishes to rage and break things exactly how broken she feels but she contains herself. She is Yadava Rajkumari. It is beneath them to react so badly. Or at least show it.

"I'm sure she also loves you, Dwarikadeesh. Who could really not love you?"

"You haven't seen her. She looks like she is the sun itself. Bright as the sun. Almost fair as a lotus. Her smile is like the moon dipped in red. Her hands are smooth like butter." He sighed. "I wish you had seen her. Maybe then you would know why I cannot sleep at night."

Satya wishes she could have hated Rukmini when she heard "Our Dwarikadeesh has married Rajkumari Rukmini. Surely there isn't a more beautiful pair in the world." But she did not say a word. Satya was prideful to ever say anything beneath the stature of a Yadava.

But she wished she could truly hate Rukmini when she met her for the first time and instantly realized why Krishna was so enchanted by her. The woman was the sweetest person she had come across. Almost as if someone had poured in all the loving compassion and hope bright as the early morning sun and stuffed it inside Patrani of Dwarika. Satya had never seen a person leave her palace without eating or without being offered something.

"Satya, I was thinking that if you could join me and Subhadra at the Yadava council..." Rukmini expressed her thoughts when the two ran into each other at the altar of Vishnu.

"Me? My father thinks I am too young for it. After all, I am just sixteen. You are Dwarikadeesh's Patrani so naturally you will have to have a seat at the council. I don't think I will enjoy it much. Though I am well-versed in political science, administration and economics, my father would suggest I should enjoy my childhood." Satya laughed.

Rukmini gave a chuckle but Satya could tell that it wasn't the most cheerful one. She had heard her cheerful laughter before. It seems like all of the nature around her blossoms when she laughs with her heart.

But when Krishna came to her asking if she would take his place in the council, Satya was surprised. Subhadra was taking Rukmini's place and Krishna hoped she would take his. Satya just could not say no to Krishna. Curse her love for him. She did agree to it even if her father vehemently disagreed to it.

11 years. Rukmini Krishna had done a penance for 11 years. Devaki was rather loud in her complaints as to why a Rishi would suggest a 11 year penance to a newly wed couple? All of Dwarika was aware of her complaints. But the moment Satya heard "Dwarikadeesh and Maharani are back", Satya raced out of her home to see her Krishna. 11 painful years she had spent pining away for him. Turning down every proposal her father brought for her. Satya could not imagine herself to belong to anyone but Krishna. The desperate and hopeless love she bore for him would never allow her to be touched by any other man. She belonged to Madhav. Only Madhav.

The first one who realised that Satyabhama was far from having just friendly affection for Krishna was Revati. She could tell. Spending way more hours at work than any other person in Dwaraka. Most of them in Krishna's study. Always over working herself. Sometimes falling asleep there. Revati would notice the sleepy "Krishna..." being muttered without Satyabhama's knowledge. Or the way Satyabhama would spend the full moon nights in Krishna's gardens. Sometimes even crying. Cursing her fate as to why he never noticed her like he always noticed Rukmini. Complaining away to the moon and almost cursing the moon for burning her longing for the man who always saw her as 'Little Bhama'. Revati could tell that Satrajiti was in love with Krishna the way she stared at the yellow robes that Krishna wore. The peacock feathers, the night jasmine flowers, the tulsi plants. No one cared so much for those tulsi plants like Satyabhama did.

It wasn't long before majority of Dwaraka could tell that the daughter of Satrajit was in love with the Lord of Dwaraka.

Balrama and Revati did not know how Rukmini would react to it. The two seemed to be on friendly terms when she left.

Krishna gave Satyabhama a sweet smile when he met her. Krishna's hug was friendly but Satyabhama had been burnt alive with the painful longing she felt for him and how he was still on the friendly side. She would cherish whatever Madhav gave her.

Unlike Madhav's hug, Vaidharbhi's hug was like the cooling ocean. As if all the coolness of the oceans resided in her. Satyabhama could swear she would have burst into tears at how long she had experienced the pain of always being one sided. Satyabhama wonders that perhaps the Patrani of Krishna must have figured out her unrequited love for the man who was the Queen's husband. She couldn't meet her eyes. Would Rukmini hate her? Would they become foes? Her maids tell her ridiculous stories about how women always tear apart each other when their lover is the same. Always trying to villianize the other in their lover's eyes. Rukmini's friendship was a teenage comfort that Satyabhama had. A comfort she didn't wish to give away. Her maids allowed her to let that nonsense reach her head.

Satyabhama almost felt like she had received amrit itself when Krishna met up with her late at night. She hadn't been able to sleep much. She went up by the docks hoping the sea would offer some comfort. That was when she met Krishna. "Bhabhi told me that you've enchanted all of the Yadava council so much that they want you to be there permanently." Krishna said with a chuckle.

"It wasn't the council who I wish was enchanted by me, Madhav." She replied.

He looked up at her. Noticing for the first time that his little Bhama had grown up quite a lot. No longer the little girl he remembers her as. Not the 16 year old. Bhama was beautiful. Exactly like the earth. The unchallenged beauty of the nature. Her eyes exactly as brown as the tree bark.

He chuckled. "It's a far fetched silliness to think that you would not be able to enchant someone, Bhama. The thing is that you simply don't have that sort of confidence that you can win someone's love. Would a man not love the soft caress? Would a man not love the outrageous way you spend on your loved ones? Would a man not love the deep earthy brown tones in your eyes? Would a man not love the slight possessiveness you have over your loved ones? Would a man not love how loyal you are? Would a man not love the purity that you are?"

Satyabhama had spent far too long in the pain of being the only one in the relationship to ever notice exactly what Krishna thought or knew about her. He gave her some sweet amla that he brought. "You always liked them. So, I thought I should have some made for you. Bhabhi makes them really well." She never expected him to remember it. "Whether you believe it or not, Bhama. You are special to me."

Satyabhama had not even gotten out of that dreamy state of hearing "You are special to me" when her father accused Krishna of stealing the infamous stone. Satyabhama's arguments went unheard by her father. Just when she thought that she could win her Madhav's heart, things had come down crashing again. Why would Madhav ever become friendly with this man who put such a heinous accusation on him of theivery and murder?

Satyabhama had just heard that Krishna had returned with the stone but when she met with him in the council, there was a girl standing next to him. Almost a forest girl. As if she was a part of tribes. Wild flower garland around her neck and a similar one around Krishna's. She simply held on to Krishna's uttariya, a little uncomfortable around the city dwellers. The people of forest hardly got along well with city dwellers. She felt cheated for the first time. She never felt cheated when Krishna arrived Dwaraka with Rukmini. Of course she knew Krishna held no romantic feelings for her whatsoever while his romantic affection for Rukmini ran deeper than the sea over which Dwaraka was situated. But seeing this forest girl with Krishna, she felt cheated. As if someone stole away what belonged to her. She hated the girl. She wished she could hate Krishna for playing with her feelings.

The shock came over when Satrajit asked Krishna to marry Satyabhama. Satya didn't want to be a pity case. Her father pitied Satyabhama's unrequited love for Krishna and decided to ask Krishna himself. Satyabhama vehemently raged on. She was not some apology gift or some pity case. She didn't need sympathy. She especially did not need someone else telling Krishna how long she had pined for him. Embarrassing her far more before Jambavati.

Jambavati was not sweet tongued like Rukmini. She was crass and straight forward. Almost bluntly honest. Satyabhama had no difficulty having a difficult relationship with the harsh tongued Jambavati. Especially after the woman had somehow become Rukmini's darling. The nerve of this forest girl to steal everyone who belonged to her. But Satya knew. Jambavati was honest. She did not believe in sugar coating or lying or pretending otherwise.

"My Satrajiti has always been enamoured by you Krishna. She refuses to marry anyone because she has always loved you. From the day you killed Kamsa, she has loved you." Satrajit told Krishna much to Satyabhama's rage.

"Pitashree, i understand your concerns and the rights you have over me but my feelings are my own. I do not need someone's pity. Especially not Madhav's. Lest I have to kill myself knowing that everything I cherish would be reduced to simply pity." Satyabhama complained before everyone. "My feelings are my own, pitashree. I did not give anyone else the right to decide. I am much happier being someone who loves Keshav from afar instead of dying every second of my life knowing that Keshav simply accepted me because you worry that I will never have anyone in my life. I don't want pity. I don't want simple acceptance. I am a Yadava, Satrajiti Satyabhama. Either I want to have Keshav's love or nothing."

Keshav laughed at that. Almost piercing through her injured soul. "Bhama, sometimes I wonder if you are naive or you simply decide to ignore everything before you. For someone who has known me longer than Rukmini or Jambavati, you should have known. I accept nothing short of love. It is either love or nothing. I gave you my friendship because you offered it to me. You came to me with a gift of friendship and I gave it back. You showered the love of friendship at me and I showered it back. You never expressed any romantic love for me and I never knew it. Perhaps if you had the courage to express it before I would have returned. Not because I pity you. Because you have been special to me, you are special to me and you will always be till the time Narayana exists. You assumed all this pity party" Krishna said, totally shaking her down to the ground. A rude awakening that perhaps the whole pain she had was because she didn't ever have the courage to express what she really felt. Rukmini had Krishna's love because she didn't hide how he did capture her heart.

The day her father placed her hand over Krishna's while the priest recited the mantras, Satyabhama had been extremely happy. Especially because Krishna had the most loving smile on his face when he held her hand. A silent promise that he would cherish her forever. That was the day, Satyabhama promised herself that she would always keep this little part of Krishna that now she owned safely kept within the cage of her heart. She had always belonged to Madhav. But now, Madhav belonged to her too. It was no longer just Madhav. It had become Satyabhama Madhav.

For a while, having the stupid ideas that her maids filled within her head, Satyabhama did keep herself very aware of Rukmini. Worrying that Rukmini would not let her become Krishna's beloved wife. Though Krishna never treated Rukmini any different. She was still his Patrani. The moment someone said Rukmini, Krishna always flashes a smile. Like her very name would enlighten his mood. Satyabhama did feel a little jealous but now she knew that Satyabhama too held a part of him. The way he would sneak into her room deep in night whispering "Bhama, are you awake? I can't sleep..." or the way his arm was wrapped around her when she wakes up in the morning. Or the way Krishna passes her a wink when they're trying to talk about business matters. His cheery and flirty smile when she's trying to be serious.

But Krishna must have realized the growing distance between her and Rukmini. So, he took her and Rukmini to a trip and almost disappeared, leaving them alone. It was awkward to her at first. Rukmini was relaxed as always. "You know, back in Vidharba, my father used to take me to boating trips. It were rare but I always liked them. Maybe because he would generally be busy and that was the only time he would spend with me which would be purely dedicated to Rukmini. I sometimes miss that. Just being Rukmini. Just letting it be about Rukmini." She said, staring into the lake.

"I don't think there could be anything better than being Krishna's Patrani. Everyone calls you Dwarikeshwari. The Goddess of Dwaraka. Being Rukmini Dwarikadeesh." Satyabhama commented. "What I wouldn't give to be Krishna's first love."

Rukmini laughed at the idea. "First love? That's preposterous, Satyabhama. The idea of first love is that I was the first person he loved and now there is another person. That's far from the truth. I had been his love, I am his love and I'll always be his love. Neither can I change it nor do I wish to. True. Krishna's love is absolutely blissful. Filling my days and nights with joy. I wouldn't want to change it for anything. The thing is just this much. I had been Bhismakaputri. Vaidharbhi. Rajkumari Rukmini. Then I became Krishnapriya. Then Krishnapatni. Then Dwarikeshwari. Soon I'll become Maa. Out of all this, I wish to be just Rukmini for a while. Just plain Rukmini. Not Krishna's wife. Not his child's mother. Not Vidharbha's Princess. Just Rukmini."

Satyabhama almost fell into the lake. "Y...yo..you are p...pregnant?" She asked, almost stuttering.

Rukmini smiled. "I found out just this morning. Missed my monthly menstrual bleeding. Had been suffering morning sickness for quite some mornings. Suddenly becoming averse to certain smells. The signs were telltale." She said with a chuckle.

"The nerve of that peacock feathered-" Satyabhama held her tongue, "How dare he hide this from me?"

"Oh, no one knowns. Krishna especially doesn't know."

"I'm the first one to know this???"

"Yes."

Satyabhama did not what to say. She chose to confide in her the first? Not Jambavati? Not Revati bhabhi or Devaki maa?

"Did you go meet a healer? How far are you? If you're pregnant then why in the name of Gauri are you prancing around trekking in forests where wild animals roam. Especially why are you talking about boat rides which can drown you? Why haven't you told Madhav yet?" Satyabhama began her fuzzing over.

"Satyabhama, calm down. Easy. I haven't met with a healer yet. I'm only 80% sure that it is pregnancy. If I tell Krishna before confirming it, he will go crazy. Just like you and if it turns out false, he will start acting gloomy. It is the most unnerving thing to have a gloomy Krishna around. I want to be sure before I tell him."

"Rukmini, we are going back to Dwaraka right now and the first thing you are doing is meeting with a healer." Satyabhama made it clear. She was in-charge now.

"Actually, I suggested the place because just around here there is a celebrated healer. People say that her accuracy is far more than anyone else in Aryavarta. They say she has blessing from Vaidhyanath and Ashwini Kumar themselves. So, I thought I could meet up before the news spreads out. People are Dwaraka are far too emotional. No healer will keep their lips closed. They're going to tell someone and the news will spread. Before I have a plan on how to tell people this."

Satyabhama was all too glad to accompany her co-wife to a dingy old Hut in middle of a forest. She almost complained the whole way up to the place. Telling Rukmini how stupid the idea was but still happy that she was going to find out with Rukmini.

When the old woman confirm Rukmini's pregnancy, Satyabhama almost was willing to give away all the jewellery she wore them as gift to that old lady.

"I don't give a damn about what you want but I am in charge of this baby, now. So, everything you eat, drink, smell, see, touch, hear or even think of has to be monitored by me. You cannot take anything which has not been approved by me. Make no mistake, Rukmini, if you even a little bit take liberties then I will make you regret it." Satyabhama declared. Rukmini laughed.

"Wouldn't dream of transgressing the great Satyabhama."

"Good." Satyabhama smiled. It was after a long time that she had really felt that same bonding with this woman who was her close friend in her teenage. Satyabhama hugged Rukmini.

The comfort was that Satyabhama knew that Rukmini did say "I missed you too Satya" without saying it.

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book dates • harry james potter x reader!

PART 1 of the series!

SUMMARY: harry has a crush on mikayla greene and wants to talk to her. he goes to y/n l/n in need for help.

TROPES: slytherin x gryffindor, strangers to lovers?, almost unrequited love, oblivious daft dimbos!

author's note! hey everyone! welcome to the new series, and this was acc written quite a while ago, just so lazy to post this. aneewayz, the future parts will be posted soon!! [please interact! it might encourage me to write this cute ass fic soon!]

word count: 1k? i guess

warnings! swearings.

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“Mind telling me why were you stalking me, Potter?” Y/N said, cornering Harry in the library. Look, Harry wasn't exactly stalking her. He just wanted to talk to Y/N, but he is so nervous to do it.  So, Harry decided to just follow everywhere Y/N goes just in case Harry gets the courage to talk to her.

“I was not stalking you, L/N!” Harry manages to reply back. Y/N raises an eyebrow.

“Then why are you following me then?” Y/N questioned him. Harry tries to think of a reply.

“I was not following you either, I just happened to be in the same place as you, L/N” He lies, folding his arms. 

“Potter, I have never ever seen you set foot in the library without the company of Granger.”

Now he has a question he doesn't know how to lie about. He just has to tell the truth then. But at the same time, Harry didn't want to let go of his pride to a Slytherin, either. 

You should've thought of that before thinking of the plan, idiot! says a voice in his head. Shut up! he tells the voice.

Harry sighs and just decides to tell her instead. “Can we sit on a bench while we talk?” He asked to which Y/N nodded at him suspiciously. Harry thought she might think whatever he's trying to do is for some stupid prank.

“I want your help,” Harry said as soon as the two sat on the bench. 

“How exactly?” Y/N asks.

“W- Well, I want you to read some books for me?”He starts. Harry avoids Y/N's eyes now. She is going to laugh at him after he elaborates his master plan. And he would never ever set foot in Y/N's direction ever again. 

“Why would I ever read—” Y/N interrupts.

“Listen to me and you will understand!” Harry says quickly. “First of all, I want you to know that I have a crush on this girl from Ravenclaw. No, I am not going to say her name, sorry. She likes reading books that Hermione says would never read. And I heard you love reading books and would read any kind of book.”

“You see, L/N, I would recommend you to read some books for me and you would tell me whatever the storyline is,” Harry continues. “This is a win-win for both of us. You get to read books. You tell me about them and I get to talk to my crush about it.” Harry concludes.

Harry gathers courage to look at Y/N after elaborating his clever plan. The 'crush' he mentioned is Mikayla Greene. (You can't disagree with Harry on this opinion, Mikayla had a very beautiful laugh and eyes.) 

Harry saw Y/N, who seemed to control an urge to laugh but failed at it miserably. Harry sighed. “You can laugh if you want, I guess,”

Y/N started to laugh very loudly that Harry feared Madam Pince might kick her out of the library permanently. Still, Y/N couldn't be able to control it. 

Harry is mentally planning to sail to a far country and never come back again. Or hide in his Invisibility Cloak forever. He hates listening to his father's ideas now. He should've asked his other dad, instead.

“I— what— made —” Y/N could not even form a sentence at this point. Harry wanted to hit himself for telling her. He was also worried that Y/N might choke on her own laughter. Out of embarrassment, he covered his face.

Finally, after at least five minutes and a warning from Madam Pince, Y/N stopped laughing.

Why was Harry still here anyway? He still wants a reply after fully knowing what Y/N would say. He is a fool like that. That was when Harry noticed Y/N standing, a smile still plastered on her face. “Thank you, Potter.” She says.“I have never had a laugh like this in years.” Y/N started moving. But Harry wasn't done with her yet.

She still has not given her an answer right?

Harry finally caught on Y/N after literally chasing her. “L/N! Wait!” He shouted earning a glare from a third year girl looking at the two. Y/N stopped and turned around to face Harry.

“You still haven't told me the answer!” Harry manages to say to her despite the fact he was running out of breath.

Y/N cleared her throat, and chuckled again and replied quite firmly with a straight face.  “No.”

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Harry being the idiot he is, did not take the rejection by Y/N for his plan to his heart. He was quite determined that Y/N would somehow accept the deal.

Harry actually knew the reason why Y/N didn't accept his deal. Harry has actually never talked to Y/N despite the fact sharing a couple of classes through the years. She probably thought he was trying to get into a prank or something.

So, what if Y/N actually gets to know about Harry? 

Harry tries that too. 

Unfortunately, Harry's all gryffindor traits left whenever he approached the h/c slytherin. He would just create a lame excuse and move out of whatever place he was in immediately.

“Potter, has anyone ever told you, you're bad at whatever you are doing right now? because you actually are.” Y/N suddenly said when Harry tried to approach to talk to her when Y/N was reading in the library.

Harry, who was (pretending to) read— looked up to the Y/N sitting in front of him. “What do you mean, L/N?”

Y/N rolled her eyes at Harry. “If you ever want to say something to me, Just say it. Anyone with a brain would know that you have been trying to approach me for the past two weeks.” 

She was coming straight to the point. Shit. What would Harry say now? He had this planned didn't he? Then why the heck is he getting nervous?

“I—I actually needed to talk to you about the plan I told you the last time. This time with a better offer,” Harry started. Y/N clearly looked disinterested. “I swear you will like it, L/N!”

“Entertain me then,” Y/N told him in a dull tone.

“Um— So, Hermione told me that there is going to be a new bookstore in Hogsmeade.” If it isn't anymore obvious, Hermione is unaware of Harry's plan, by the way. “Perhaps if you accept to help me with my plan, I would buy books from the stores on our every hogsmeade visit.”

Harry looked at Y/N eyes, which were now sparking in excitement. Y/N cleared her throat and looked convinced, maybe?

“I will maybe accept this foolish plan of yours— let me finish before frightening the whole Hogwarts with your scream,  Potter— If you read whatever book it may be with me— No! I am not finished yet! — I will only read the book if it interests me.” Y/N explained. Harry tries  not to scream and (in Y/N's words,) frighten the whole Hogwarts with his scream.

“.. and that's it?” Harry asked Y/N, after she went on and went on with her rules. 

“I will add more rules if you continue to annoy me, Potter. ” Harry rolled his eyes at that.

Atleast, Harry having Mikayla Greene as his girlfriend isn't in the far future anymore.

[gillsng]

book dates • harry james potter x reader!

PART 1 of the series!

SUMMARY: harry has a crush on mikayla greene and wants to talk to her. he goes to y/n l/n in need for help.

TROPES: slytherin x gryffindor, strangers to lovers?, almost unrequited love, oblivious daft dimbos!

author's note! hey everyone! welcome to the new series, and this was acc written quite a while ago, just so lazy to post this. aneewayz, the future parts will be posted soon!! [please interact! it might encourage me to write this cute ass fic soon!]

word count: 1k? i guess

warnings! swearings.

—

“Mind telling me why were you stalking me, Potter?” Y/N said, cornering Harry in the library. Look, Harry wasn't exactly stalking her. He just wanted to talk to Y/N, but he is so nervous to do it.  So, Harry decided to just follow everywhere Y/N goes just in case Harry gets the courage to talk to her.

“I was not stalking you, L/N!” Harry manages to reply back. Y/N raises an eyebrow.

“Then why are you following me then?” Y/N questioned him. Harry tries to think of a reply.

“I was not following you either, I just happened to be in the same place as you, L/N” He lies, folding his arms. 

“Potter, I have never ever seen you set foot in the library without the company of Granger.”

Now he has a question he doesn't know how to lie about. He just has to tell the truth then. But at the same time, Harry didn't want to let go of his pride to a Slytherin, either. 

You should've thought of that before thinking of the plan, idiot! says a voice in his head. Shut up! he tells the voice.

Harry sighs and just decides to tell her instead. “Can we sit on a bench while we talk?” He asked to which Y/N nodded at him suspiciously. Harry thought she might think whatever he's trying to do is for some stupid prank.

“I want your help,” Harry said as soon as the two sat on the bench. 

“How exactly?” Y/N asks.

“W- Well, I want you to read some books for me?”He starts. Harry avoids Y/N's eyes now. She is going to laugh at him after he elaborates his master plan. And he would never ever set foot in Y/N's direction ever again. 

“Why would I ever read—” Y/N interrupts.

“Listen to me and you will understand!” Harry says quickly. “First of all, I want you to know that I have a crush on this girl from Ravenclaw. No, I am not going to say her name, sorry. She likes reading books that Hermione says would never read. And I heard you love reading books and would read any kind of book.”

“You see, L/N, I would recommend you to read some books for me and you would tell me whatever the storyline is,” Harry continues. “This is a win-win for both of us. You get to read books. You tell me about them and I get to talk to my crush about it.” Harry concludes.

Harry gathers courage to look at Y/N after elaborating his clever plan. The 'crush' he mentioned is Mikayla Greene. (You can't disagree with Harry on this opinion, Mikayla had a very beautiful laugh and eyes.) 

Harry saw Y/N, who seemed to control an urge to laugh but failed at it miserably. Harry sighed. “You can laugh if you want, I guess,”

Y/N started to laugh very loudly that Harry feared Madam Pince might kick her out of the library permanently. Still, Y/N couldn't be able to control it. 

Harry is mentally planning to sail to a far country and never come back again. Or hide in his Invisibility Cloak forever. He hates listening to his father's ideas now. He should've asked his other dad, instead.

“I— what— made —” Y/N could not even form a sentence at this point. Harry wanted to hit himself for telling her. He was also worried that Y/N might choke on her own laughter. Out of embarrassment, he covered his face.

Finally, after at least five minutes and a warning from Madam Pince, Y/N stopped laughing.

Why was Harry still here anyway? He still wants a reply after fully knowing what Y/N would say. He is a fool like that. That was when Harry noticed Y/N standing, a smile still plastered on her face. “Thank you, Potter.” She says.“I have never had a laugh like this in years.” Y/N started moving. But Harry wasn't done with her yet.

She still has not given her an answer right?

Harry finally caught on Y/N after literally chasing her. “L/N! Wait!” He shouted earning a glare from a third year girl looking at the two. Y/N stopped and turned around to face Harry.

“You still haven't told me the answer!” Harry manages to say to her despite the fact he was running out of breath.

Y/N cleared her throat, and chuckled again and replied quite firmly with a straight face.  “No.”

｡˚ ✧˚ · .

Harry being the idiot he is, did not take the rejection by Y/N for his plan to his heart. He was quite determined that Y/N would somehow accept the deal.

Harry actually knew the reason why Y/N didn't accept his deal. Harry has actually never talked to Y/N despite the fact sharing a couple of classes through the years. She probably thought he was trying to get into a prank or something.

So, what if Y/N actually gets to know about Harry? 

Harry tries that too. 

Unfortunately, Harry's all gryffindor traits left whenever he approached the h/c slytherin. He would just create a lame excuse and move out of whatever place he was in immediately.

“Potter, has anyone ever told you, you're bad at whatever you are doing right now? because you actually are.” Y/N suddenly said when Harry tried to approach to talk to her when Y/N was reading in the library.

Harry, who was (pretending to) read— looked up to the Y/N sitting in front of him. “What do you mean, L/N?”

Y/N rolled her eyes at Harry. “If you ever want to say something to me, Just say it. Anyone with a brain would know that you have been trying to approach me for the past two weeks.” 

She was coming straight to the point. Shit. What would Harry say now? He had this planned didn't he? Then why the heck is he getting nervous?

“I—I actually needed to talk to you about the plan I told you the last time. This time with a better offer,” Harry started. Y/N clearly looked disinterested. “I swear you will like it, L/N!”

“Entertain me then,” Y/N told him in a dull tone.

“Um— So, Hermione told me that there is going to be a new bookstore in Hogsmeade.” If it isn't anymore obvious, Hermione is unaware of Harry's plan, by the way. “Perhaps if you accept to help me with my plan, I would buy books from the stores on our every hogsmeade visit.”

Harry looked at Y/N eyes, which were now sparking in excitement. Y/N cleared her throat and looked convinced, maybe?

“I will maybe accept this foolish plan of yours— let me finish before frightening the whole Hogwarts with your scream,  Potter— If you read whatever book it may be with me— No! I am not finished yet! — I will only read the book if it interests me.” Y/N explained. Harry tries  not to scream and (in Y/N's words,) frighten the whole Hogwarts with his scream.

“.. and that's it?” Harry asked Y/N, after she went on and went on with her rules. 

“I will add more rules if you continue to annoy me, Potter. ” Harry rolled his eyes at that.

Atleast, Harry having Mikayla Greene as his girlfriend isn't in the far future anymore.

[gillsng]

book dates • harry james potter x reader!

PART 1 of the series!

SUMMARY: harry has a crush on mikayla greene and wants to talk to her. he goes to y/n l/n in need for help.

TROPES: slytherin x gryffindor, strangers to lovers?, almost unrequited love, oblivious daft dimbos!

author's note! hey everyone! welcome to the new series, and this was acc written quite a while ago, just so lazy to post this. aneewayz, the future parts will be posted soon!! [please interact! it might encourage me to write this cute ass fic soon!]

word count: 1k? i guess

warnings! swearings.

—

“Mind telling me why were you stalking me, Potter?” Y/N said, cornering Harry in the library. Look, Harry wasn't exactly stalking her. He just wanted to talk to Y/N, but he is so nervous to do it.  So, Harry decided to just follow everywhere Y/N goes just in case Harry gets the courage to talk to her.

“I was not stalking you, L/N!” Harry manages to reply back. Y/N raises an eyebrow.

“Then why are you following me then?” Y/N questioned him. Harry tries to think of a reply.

“I was not following you either, I just happened to be in the same place as you, L/N” He lies, folding his arms. 

“Potter, I have never ever seen you set foot in the library without the company of Granger.”

Now he has a question he doesn't know how to lie about. He just has to tell the truth then. But at the same time, Harry didn't want to let go of his pride to a Slytherin, either. 

You should've thought of that before thinking of the plan, idiot! says a voice in his head. Shut up! he tells the voice.

Harry sighs and just decides to tell her instead. “Can we sit on a bench while we talk?” He asked to which Y/N nodded at him suspiciously. Harry thought she might think whatever he's trying to do is for some stupid prank.

“I want your help,” Harry said as soon as the two sat on the bench. 

“How exactly?” Y/N asks.

“W- Well, I want you to read some books for me?”He starts. Harry avoids Y/N's eyes now. She is going to laugh at him after he elaborates his master plan. And he would never ever set foot in Y/N's direction ever again. 

“Why would I ever read—” Y/N interrupts.

“Listen to me and you will understand!” Harry says quickly. “First of all, I want you to know that I have a crush on this girl from Ravenclaw. No, I am not going to say her name, sorry. She likes reading books that Hermione says would never read. And I heard you love reading books and would read any kind of book.”

“You see, L/N, I would recommend you to read some books for me and you would tell me whatever the storyline is,” Harry continues. “This is a win-win for both of us. You get to read books. You tell me about them and I get to talk to my crush about it.” Harry concludes.

Harry gathers courage to look at Y/N after elaborating his clever plan. The 'crush' he mentioned is Mikayla Greene. (You can't disagree with Harry on this opinion, Mikayla had a very beautiful laugh and eyes.) 

Harry saw Y/N, who seemed to control an urge to laugh but failed at it miserably. Harry sighed. “You can laugh if you want, I guess,”

Y/N started to laugh very loudly that Harry feared Madam Pince might kick her out of the library permanently. Still, Y/N couldn't be able to control it. 

Harry is mentally planning to sail to a far country and never come back again. Or hide in his Invisibility Cloak forever. He hates listening to his father's ideas now. He should've asked his other dad, instead.

“I— what— made —” Y/N could not even form a sentence at this point. Harry wanted to hit himself for telling her. He was also worried that Y/N might choke on her own laughter. Out of embarrassment, he covered his face.

Finally, after at least five minutes and a warning from Madam Pince, Y/N stopped laughing.

Why was Harry still here anyway? He still wants a reply after fully knowing what Y/N would say. He is a fool like that. That was when Harry noticed Y/N standing, a smile still plastered on her face. “Thank you, Potter.” She says.“I have never had a laugh like this in years.” Y/N started moving. But Harry wasn't done with her yet.

She still has not given her an answer right?

Harry finally caught on Y/N after literally chasing her. “L/N! Wait!” He shouted earning a glare from a third year girl looking at the two. Y/N stopped and turned around to face Harry.

“You still haven't told me the answer!” Harry manages to say to her despite the fact he was running out of breath.

Y/N cleared her throat, and chuckled again and replied quite firmly with a straight face.  “No.”

｡˚ ✧˚ · .

Harry being the idiot he is, did not take the rejection by Y/N for his plan to his heart. He was quite determined that Y/N would somehow accept the deal.

Harry actually knew the reason why Y/N didn't accept his deal. Harry has actually never talked to Y/N despite the fact sharing a couple of classes through the years. She probably thought he was trying to get into a prank or something.

So, what if Y/N actually gets to know about Harry? 

Harry tries that too. 

Unfortunately, Harry's all gryffindor traits left whenever he approached the h/c slytherin. He would just create a lame excuse and move out of whatever place he was in immediately.

“Potter, has anyone ever told you, you're bad at whatever you are doing right now? because you actually are.” Y/N suddenly said when Harry tried to approach to talk to her when Y/N was reading in the library.

Harry, who was (pretending to) read— looked up to the Y/N sitting in front of him. “What do you mean, L/N?”

Y/N rolled her eyes at Harry. “If you ever want to say something to me, Just say it. Anyone with a brain would know that you have been trying to approach me for the past two weeks.” 

She was coming straight to the point. Shit. What would Harry say now? He had this planned didn't he? Then why the heck is he getting nervous?

“I—I actually needed to talk to you about the plan I told you the last time. This time with a better offer,” Harry started. Y/N clearly looked disinterested. “I swear you will like it, L/N!”

“Entertain me then,” Y/N told him in a dull tone.

“Um— So, Hermione told me that there is going to be a new bookstore in Hogsmeade.” If it isn't anymore obvious, Hermione is unaware of Harry's plan, by the way. “Perhaps if you accept to help me with my plan, I would buy books from the stores on our every hogsmeade visit.”

Harry looked at Y/N eyes, which were now sparking in excitement. Y/N cleared her throat and looked convinced, maybe?

“I will maybe accept this foolish plan of yours— let me finish before frightening the whole Hogwarts with your scream,  Potter— If you read whatever book it may be with me— No! I am not finished yet! — I will only read the book if it interests me.” Y/N explained. Harry tries  not to scream and (in Y/N's words,) frighten the whole Hogwarts with his scream.

“.. and that's it?” Harry asked Y/N, after she went on and went on with her rules. 

“I will add more rules if you continue to annoy me, Potter. ” Harry rolled his eyes at that.

Atleast, Harry having Mikayla Greene as his girlfriend isn't in the far future anymore.

[gillsng]

book dates • harry james potter x reader!

PART 1 of the series!

SUMMARY: harry has a crush on mikayla greene and wants to talk to her. he goes to y/n l/n in need for help.

TROPES: slytherin x gryffindor, strangers to lovers?, almost unrequited love, oblivious daft dimbos!

author's note! hey everyone! welcome to the new series, and this was acc written quite a while ago, just so lazy to post this. aneewayz, the future parts will be posted soon!! [please interact! it might encourage me to write this cute ass fic soon!]

word count: 1k? i guess

warnings! swearings.

—

“Mind telling me why were you stalking me, Potter?” Y/N said, cornering Harry in the library. Look, Harry wasn't exactly stalking her. He just wanted to talk to Y/N, but he is so nervous to do it.  So, Harry decided to just follow everywhere Y/N goes just in case Harry gets the courage to talk to her.

“I was not stalking you, L/N!” Harry manages to reply back. Y/N raises an eyebrow.

“Then why are you following me then?” Y/N questioned him. Harry tries to think of a reply.

“I was not following you either, I just happened to be in the same place as you, L/N” He lies, folding his arms. 

“Potter, I have never ever seen you set foot in the library without the company of Granger.”

Now he has a question he doesn't know how to lie about. He just has to tell the truth then. But at the same time, Harry didn't want to let go of his pride to a Slytherin, either. 

You should've thought of that before thinking of the plan, idiot! says a voice in his head. Shut up! he tells the voice.

Harry sighs and just decides to tell her instead. “Can we sit on a bench while we talk?” He asked to which Y/N nodded at him suspiciously. Harry thought she might think whatever he's trying to do is for some stupid prank.

“I want your help,” Harry said as soon as the two sat on the bench. 

“How exactly?” Y/N asks.

“W- Well, I want you to read some books for me?”He starts. Harry avoids Y/N's eyes now. She is going to laugh at him after he elaborates his master plan. And he would never ever set foot in Y/N's direction ever again. 

“Why would I ever read—” Y/N interrupts.

“Listen to me and you will understand!” Harry says quickly. “First of all, I want you to know that I have a crush on this girl from Ravenclaw. No, I am not going to say her name, sorry. She likes reading books that Hermione says would never read. And I heard you love reading books and would read any kind of book.”

“You see, L/N, I would recommend you to read some books for me and you would tell me whatever the storyline is,” Harry continues. “This is a win-win for both of us. You get to read books. You tell me about them and I get to talk to my crush about it.” Harry concludes.

Harry gathers courage to look at Y/N after elaborating his clever plan. The 'crush' he mentioned is Mikayla Greene. (You can't disagree with Harry on this opinion, Mikayla had a very beautiful laugh and eyes.) 

Harry saw Y/N, who seemed to control an urge to laugh but failed at it miserably. Harry sighed. “You can laugh if you want, I guess,”

Y/N started to laugh very loudly that Harry feared Madam Pince might kick her out of the library permanently. Still, Y/N couldn't be able to control it. 

Harry is mentally planning to sail to a far country and never come back again. Or hide in his Invisibility Cloak forever. He hates listening to his father's ideas now. He should've asked his other dad, instead.

“I— what— made —” Y/N could not even form a sentence at this point. Harry wanted to hit himself for telling her. He was also worried that Y/N might choke on her own laughter. Out of embarrassment, he covered his face.

Finally, after at least five minutes and a warning from Madam Pince, Y/N stopped laughing.

Why was Harry still here anyway? He still wants a reply after fully knowing what Y/N would say. He is a fool like that. That was when Harry noticed Y/N standing, a smile still plastered on her face. “Thank you, Potter.” She says.“I have never had a laugh like this in years.” Y/N started moving. But Harry wasn't done with her yet.

She still has not given her an answer right?

Harry finally caught on Y/N after literally chasing her. “L/N! Wait!” He shouted earning a glare from a third year girl looking at the two. Y/N stopped and turned around to face Harry.

“You still haven't told me the answer!” Harry manages to say to her despite the fact he was running out of breath.

Y/N cleared her throat, and chuckled again and replied quite firmly with a straight face.  “No.”

｡˚ ✧˚ · .

Harry being the idiot he is, did not take the rejection by Y/N for his plan to his heart. He was quite determined that Y/N would somehow accept the deal.

Harry actually knew the reason why Y/N didn't accept his deal. Harry has actually never talked to Y/N despite the fact sharing a couple of classes through the years. She probably thought he was trying to get into a prank or something.

So, what if Y/N actually gets to know about Harry? 

Harry tries that too. 

Unfortunately, Harry's all gryffindor traits left whenever he approached the h/c slytherin. He would just create a lame excuse and move out of whatever place he was in immediately.

“Potter, has anyone ever told you, you're bad at whatever you are doing right now? because you actually are.” Y/N suddenly said when Harry tried to approach to talk to her when Y/N was reading in the library.

Harry, who was (pretending to) read— looked up to the Y/N sitting in front of him. “What do you mean, L/N?”

Y/N rolled her eyes at Harry. “If you ever want to say something to me, Just say it. Anyone with a brain would know that you have been trying to approach me for the past two weeks.” 

She was coming straight to the point. Shit. What would Harry say now? He had this planned didn't he? Then why the heck is he getting nervous?

“I—I actually needed to talk to you about the plan I told you the last time. This time with a better offer,” Harry started. Y/N clearly looked disinterested. “I swear you will like it, L/N!”

“Entertain me then,” Y/N told him in a dull tone.

“Um— So, Hermione told me that there is going to be a new bookstore in Hogsmeade.” If it isn't anymore obvious, Hermione is unaware of Harry's plan, by the way. “Perhaps if you accept to help me with my plan, I would buy books from the stores on our every hogsmeade visit.”

Harry looked at Y/N eyes, which were now sparking in excitement. Y/N cleared her throat and looked convinced, maybe?

“I will maybe accept this foolish plan of yours— let me finish before frightening the whole Hogwarts with your scream,  Potter— If you read whatever book it may be with me— No! I am not finished yet! — I will only read the book if it interests me.” Y/N explained. Harry tries  not to scream and (in Y/N's words,) frighten the whole Hogwarts with his scream.

“.. and that's it?” Harry asked Y/N, after she went on and went on with her rules. 

“I will add more rules if you continue to annoy me, Potter. ” Harry rolled his eyes at that.

Atleast, Harry having Mikayla Greene as his girlfriend isn't in the far future anymore.

[gillsng]

james “do you think we’re soulmates in other universe?” potter and regulus “i wanted us to be soulmates in this world” black

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HERBOLOGY - harry james potter.

a/n: hi! this isn't the best of my writing, but i just wanted to keeps this acc alive so i posted this fic. i lowkey don't like this fic, but hey, hope u enjoy this though!

summary: hufflepuff! reader wakes up in dread, what she didn't know was something that lighted her life forever.

𓈒 ﹒ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭

Y/N WAS SO SLEEPY, really. why would anyone not be in this cosy weather?

y/n would like to stay in bed and sleep all day, but susan being the most annoying person she is, woke y/n up.

when the two entered the great hall for breakfast, y/n couldn't help but fall asleep in susan's shoulder.

"get off me, idiot" susan scolded y/n, shoving her off. 

"but you're soooo comfortable, susan" y/n whined as she placed her head in susan's shoulder and started sleeping again. susan rolled her eyes, but let y/n sleep.

just as she was about to fall asleep, her second-most annoying friend, hannah decides to wake her up by stepping on her foot. 

this time, y/n was really up. "ouch! that hurts!"

"i don't care but, don't turn right away after i say this but, harry is looking at you," hannah whispered to y/n. 

y/n almost broke her neck while turning to face the gryffindor table just to see a certain raven-haired boy looking at her.

REALISING Y/N WAS LOOKING AT HIM, harry quickly turned to ron and hermione and pretended to be hearing whatever they were talking about.

"ron! when will you ever stop depending upon me and write your own history of magic essay?" hermione asked ron, quite aggressively.

"never ever, mione" he replied and went on to take the toast and shove it inside his mouth. hermione rolled her eyes.

"i am going to do it" harry said, suddenly. hermione and ron looked at him with questioning looks. "i am going to talk y/n l/n,"

"this is the thousandth time you told us this, harry" ron said immediately. harry rolled his eyes.

"thank you for those kind words, ron, but this time i am serious." harry added determinedly. 

"ronald you should stop discouraging harry, and i think this is a brave choice, but i think you would lose y/n as she's getting out of the great hall right now-" hermione started, before she could finish, harry was running towards y/n.

y/n was walking with hannah to the herbology class, even though hannah doesn't have herbology now. she just needed an excuse to see neville.

y/n stopped walking when she heard him calling her name.

y/n turned around to see harry potter walking, no, literally sprinting towards her. it was a rare sight. 

y/n tells to hannah to go ahead and waits for harry to catch his breath.

harry then, immediately says, "y/n, can we, uh, walktogethertoherbology" quite fastly and y/n couldn't catch him.

"i am sorry, harry, but would you repeat it couldn't catch it," y/n asked him.

harry turns a little red. clearing his throat, he starts, "can we walk together to uh, herbology?"

harry looks at her expectantly. how can she ever say no to him? 

"you don't have to, you know? it's just a request and it's completely fine if you don't-"

"no, no, i would love to walk with you, harry" y/n stops him, and a beautiful smile appears on harry's face.

harry insisted on taking her bag and as they started walking to the class. few jokes were shared as they walked, and honestly, it was the longest conversation the two ever had.

despite having to be in the same year and almost the same classes more than 5 years now, she and harry barely talked thanks to both of their lack of confidence when it comes to the other.

herbology would normally take longer minutes to reach, but while walking with harry, it only felt like seconds. 

the two, sadly had to be separate from each other when they reached the class.

but as soon as the class ended, harry rushed towards y/n and asked her out.

ofcourse, as a sane person would, y/n obviously said yes.

y/n was glad and thanked susan for waking her up early.

[gillsng]

Pandora, looking at Regulus who is screaming at his pillow: what happened?

Barty: he might've read an sappy line from a book and thought of james saying it to him. don't worry! it's normal.