#M and Mahi!

[taydaq]

Tagged by @thewarlordsworld and @imabillyami, thank you!

rules: bold the ones that are true and tag 15 people to do it

APPEARANCE:

i’m over 5’5” // i wear glasses/contacts // i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // i have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails // i typically wear make-up // i don’t often smile // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball hats backwards.

HOBBIES AND TALENTS:

i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with friends // i travel during school or work breaks // i can do a handstand.

RELATIONSHIP:

i am in a relationship // i have been single for over a year // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online.

AESTHETICS:

i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sun rise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colours // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season.

MISCELLANEOUS:

i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least three dogs.

Anyone feel free to do it!!

[imabillyami]

can you pleaseeeee do me a no.2 with my men. pleaseeee babe

You know how much I love writing this particular rarepair, especially if I get to write them for you 💕

You ask and I shall deliver. Simple as that. Also tagging @crxssjae and @dontletme--cavein cause I remember you enjoyed this ship in the past!

-> Once again for this challenge, which I'm still taking requests for.

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Prompt: this was a mistake

(JimmyKev, 613 words, mature)

“Ugh this was such a mistake.” 

He’s still breathing hard, coming down from what had been an earth-shattering orgasm only a minute ago. That is, if he’s being totally honest with himself - which - as per usual - he’s not. 

An equally out of breath chuckle from next to him “Yup.” 

Of course. In typical Kevin-fashion he isn’t bothered by this at all. Always hung up on and exploding over the tiniest and most insignificant things, but when it came to the most glaring issues, he’d just shrug, possibly laugh it off, and move right along, acting completely indifferent.

Of course this had to be one of those instances. 

It started out easily enough.

Like the two childish hotheads they continuously proved themselves to be, they’d gotten into another squabble with each other. 

And, like the two very functional adults constantly failed to be, they went with the only logical solution and banged it out. Quick and dirty and surprisingly good and addicting. 

After all, all that tension was too good to go to waste, and hate sex was better than no sex at all, right? 

Right? 

Well, now that he’s coming down from the high and living in the aftermath of their stupid decision, he isn’t so sure about that anymore. 

“Relax, I can hear you thinking from all the way over here.” They’re both still flat on their backs, a good bit of distance between their bodies, staring at the ceiling, not daring to look at each other. 

He’s honestly surprised that Kevin is even still here. He fully expected him to be the fuck n’ run type. Apparently he clocked that one wrong though. He’s trying very hard not to think about what this means.

“This shoulda never happened!” He can feel the panic rise inside of him. Oh god, what if anyone finds them out? What if Kevin, the smug and angry and impulsive asshole that he is, uses this against him for all the world to hear? For his family to hear?

All it takes is one scathing promo and he’s ruined forever. Fuck, yeah. This was a total mistake. How could he ever-? 

Before he knows what’s happening, Kevin’s face appears above him and a hand firmly grabs his chin, forcing Jimmy to look at him. 

“Hey. Hey! Relax, okay? Nobody’s gonna know. I won’t tell anyone. You won’t tell anyone. It’s fine!” He says it with such conviction that Jimmy is almost willing to believe him. Almost. 

He still thinks this is his biggest fuck-up to date and that it’ll come back to bite him in the ass. More importantly though, right this second? 

He’s distracted all over again by the close proximity of their faces, more specifically their mouths, just like he’d been earlier. He can still taste Kevin on his lips if he tries. So against better judgment, bringing his tongue out to his bottom lip, that’s exactly what he does.

And while this is still a very very bad idea, the longer he stares at the other man’s lips, the more he wonders if Kevin would wanna do it again. After all, the damage is done already. Might as well. 

And as if he’s suddenly gained the magical power to read Jimmy’s mind, the look on Kevin’s face changes, his eyes getting back that inciting fire in them that had gotten them into this mess in the first place. 

Surprisingly enough he’s the one to ask “Hey… so, uh. You wanna go again?” 

Instead of granting him an answer, Jimmy quickly surges up to connect their lips, the arousal in his gut already spreading like wildfire again.

He thinks that’s a good enough answer anyway.

[vocalhitches]

this vanilla ch0/so x ma/hito art i found but imagine: they’re both sharing a cold here

[thrilloffirstlove]

Question for Marie! Do you and Simms ever do Turf War together? What's it like splatting with it? :D

"Well, of course we have. Though it's not very often, admittedly due to how 'off' both our schedules are."

"Simms really likes to use the tri-slosher, though it does collect other types of weapons. Tri-slosher does suit it well, since it likes to fling ink aalmost anywhere that will allow it. Makes for great mobility on the field, as long as it can not get dizzy or turned around. :)"

[akultalkies]

M. Shekhar, Aniket Kelakr, S. Shreya, Sanjay Vichare, Devendra Rajguru, Manoj Kuwar, Nitin Bdhare, Vinayak Gurav, Sunny Pillay, S. Swati, Vinayak Sapkale, Aishwarya Surve, Mahi, Aisshwarya Shinde, Hemant Pendse

[mahi-wayy]

𝐁𝐄𝐘𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐇 | 𝑲𝑨𝑳𝑲𝑰 2898 𝑨𝑫

in a world with no limits on the not good, bad and the worst can love and peace ever make a come back?

| C H A R A C T E R S |

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐍

"the only thing you can do to survive is favor yourself at every step."

"I am a lab experiment. I was created to destroy. I don't do emotions."

| W A R N I N G S |

Angst and betrayals.

Brain washing.

Blood, deaths and gore.

Human experiments.

Major character deaths.

Killing of children and unborn child.

| D I S C L A I M E R |

This book is a spin off to the Kalki 2989ad movie [series] I don't own the movie or the actors or the characters except for OCs. The following work is fiction and does not relate to any place, religion or person in real life.

The rights to "Beyhadh" belongs to @/mahi-wayy (on tumblr).

🚫DO NOT COPY IT🚫

Constructive criticism is welcomed but no unnecessary hate will be tolerated.

- Mahi✨️

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tags : @mayakimayahai @warnermeadowsgirl @vijayasena @voidsteffy @jkdaddy01 @rambheem-is-real @allari-ammayi @mellaga-karagani @ulaganayagi @navinskizz @ranisingsnew

[uraharasfavoriteexperiment]

~ | and the earth begins to rain

[ pairing ] mahito x male reader [ genres ] fluff, horror, romance in that order [ cw ] small sex jokes, pet names (bunny, bunnydrops), mahito is very clearly interested in reader, kissing, cursing, demonic possession, a horrifically descriptive depiction of a panic attack while the soul is outside the body [ author's notes ] reader is half curse and its mentioned but unimportant [ words ] 4238 [ another good read ! ] " mine. " please reblog fanfictions when you read one you like! likes do not help writers' algorithms!

you close your eyes, inhaling slowly and deeply. you hold the oxygen inside your body for seven seconds, then you open your mouth slightly and let it out slowly, being careful not to allow your breath to shake.

then comes a knock at the door.

your heart skips a little, but you recover quickly, realizing it's only your best friend- and now date- mahito. you grin, swinging your backpack over your shoulder and slipping into your beloved, beat up but reliable converse 5 star sneakers. you practically ran through your house, opening the door and jumping into mahito's open, waiting arms.

"hi, mahi!" you grin, hugging him tightly. he smiles, looking you up and down flirtatiously and whistling in a purposely cringey way. then he grins like the lovesick head-over-heels dumbass he knows and is proud to admit he is, wrapping his own arms around you and squeezing possessively.

"hello, m/n." he purrs into your ear, his voice nearly a whisper as he steps over the threshold of your house. "how're you feeling?"

you grin nervously, giggling in a comical, clearly fake tone as you rub the back of your head with the palm of your hand. mahito's face changes a little, the slightest sign of worry flicking across his face.

"m/n." he says sternly, pulling you up against him again. "tell me how you're feeling about this. i don't want you going into this blast-full of inhuman fear of the unknown shit we're most definitely gonna be throwing ourselves cock-first into."

you smile gratefully, hugging him again and allowing a small giggle at the unsolicited dick joke. "thank you…" you reply in a near whisper. you take a short, deep breath, then you continue.

"honestly… i really am kinda nervous. i mean, for one, we're breaking into a governmentally forbidden area. and two, we're gonna try to talk to ghosts. actual ghosts. and three, what if they're not ghosts? what if they're, shit, i dunno- demons? oh, god, mahito, what if we run into a demon?!"

mahito feigns incredible offense at having been called by his whole entire first name by his best friend. but he breaks the fake character and smiles, gently putting both hands on your face and pulling you close. he touches your nose and forehead to his, giving you a comforting smile while inwardly trying indescribably hard not to kiss you with all he's got.

"i won't leave your side unless you ask me to."

"promise?" you ask.

"i promise."

"down!" mahito hisses, hastily pushing down on the top of your head. you duck quickly, holding onto mahito's hand, your eyes flicking back and forth and scanning the grass for any signs of a police car or any other potential deterrent.

"we're clear." he whispers after a few seconds, yanking on your hand and pulling you along. you both crouch at first, but mahito eventually stands up and runs, pulling you along with him. you ran quickly, following him and silently wondering how he knows his way around this area so well.

maybe he's been here before?

eh, well, who cares? this is a date, you think to yourself, think about the kind, daring, pretty boy you were currently committing criminal trespassing with.

"here." he hisses after a ten-minute run through the field, pulling you through a small hole in the fence that surrounds the forest. he doesn't stop running, and the adrenaline starts to pump through your veins… this is it.

the scary part.

oh god.. what have you gotten yourself into?

even with that heart-skipping thought in mind, you smile- at this point you and mahito are in the very heart of the yawata no yabushirazu forest, a huge expanse of trees known for its subtly horrifying legends… part of the forest's name literally means "to get lost."

"m/n?" mahito asks, touching your hand. when he feels your hand trembling slightly, he smiles, taking your hand in his and squeezing it comfortingly as you look up at him.

"yeah?" you look up at him, unconsciously moving a couple small-ish steps closer to him.

"did you know that this forest is part of what inspired spirited away? the studio ghibli movie?" mahito says softly, grinning. he knows that you like the movie.

you grin, and mahito's heart soars with affection.

"mahi, you menace you!" you giggle, "how'd you know?"

mahito grins, grabbing you and pulling you into a tight, loving hug.

"m/n, you're my best friend…" he whispers into your ear, "you're my bestest friend. in, like. the whole world."

you grin and blush in response, and you squeeze him tighter, making him groan and wiggle a little. you slightly lighten your bear grip on his ribs, looking at him with a concerned look in your eyes.

"you okay?" you ask, holding his face softly with both hands, caressing his cheeks with your thumbs. he nods, smiling.

"yeah, your bear hugs are jus' really really tight." he says, hugging you close. he touches his forehead to yours, closing his eyes and letting the brief moment of silence wash comfortably over you and himself.

you smile, giving the moment another few seconds before gently pulling yourself out of mahito's arms. your hand grazes his, and his heart actually, genuinely skips a beat. the simple, "accidental" action dusts his face with a light pink tint, and he has to exorcise all his mental fortitude (which isn't a lot; the thread he's hanging by is incredibly frayed) in order to keep from taking your hand and kissing your fingers or knuckles.

instead he follows you with his eyes, smiling. he watches you go to your backpack, squatting down and digging through it for a moment. then you get a furious pout on your face, and you let out a short, angry, sort of loud groan-growl mixture of a sound. you flop backward onto your butt and look over at mahito with a confused scowl decorating your (mind-numbingly handsome) face.

"how did i manage to pack everything with me except for the goddamn-" "ovilus?" mahito interrupts merrily, raising and wiggling a hand in the air- he's holding the ovilus. he grins, giggling and quickly darting off around the edge of the small clearing you and he had set up camp in, his hand holding the ovilus out of your reach. you get up quickly and lunge after him. you chase after him for only a moment or two, quickly becoming tired of his buffoonery.

you speed up and sprint past him with the air of a quick-witted cheetah, skidding to a stop and turning around to face him right as he crashes into your chest, both of you falling backward onto the grass as a result of mahito's high momentum from when he got up and started to run. you wrap your arms around him and hug him affectionately.

"enough!" you declare in a dramatic jester's voice, "no more of this absurd bout of skylarking, man!"

mahito starts laughing, the sound full of pure, untainted joy that drips from his voice like honey, making your heart swell with affection. you let him laugh for a while, giving a few small giggles yourself. you sneakily slip your hand into his, swiftly and effectively snatching the ovilus from your best friend.

"what, not gonna stop me?" you tease, sitting up with him and shoving his shoulder playfully.

"nope." he says simply, grinning, "you're much too cute for such behavior as that."

your face turns red; you squeal, dropping the ovilus into your lap and hiding your now bright red face in your hands, trying to hide the idiotic teenage grin on your face. the mahito reaches over and swiftly plucks the device from your lap, sneakily getting up and retreating silently to your backpack.

you hear a stick snap and a small, playfully insincere "oops-" from behind you and you turn around, getting up and quickly spawning next to him. mahito doesn't even jump- he's used to it… you are half curse, after all. he grins, wiggling his eyebrows at you. you grin in response.

"what?" you say.

"should we get started?" he asks. your face pales a little, and his grin softens. he entwines his fingers with yours.

"i'm not gonna leave your side, bunnydrops." he says, firmly squeezing your hand. "i promised once, and i'll gladly promise you again. i won't leave your side unless you ask me to, and even then i might ignore you and stay anyway."

you smile, feeling warm inside as your heart swells with happiness in response to your friend's incredibly protective comment. your smile changes to a determined look, and you nod.

"yeah." you say quietly. "let's get this show on the road… or the grass, i guess."

mahito snorts, barely containing a giggle. you grin, gaining confidence by the second. mahito grins too, tossing the ovilus up into the air and catching it. he turns it over and turns the power switch. his happy, creepily innocent grin turns outright maniacal.

"ask a question, m/n, i got nothin'." mahito says, looking over expectantly at you.

"oh, pfff, uhmm… lemme think-"

"hurry up." the ovilus interrupts. mahito's face turns pale for a split second, and he looks up at you, both of your mouths open in shock. his eyes widen, and he snickers, chiming in.

"is there someone here?" he asks in a welcoming tone, "or did our little toy here malfunction?"

silence.

then…

"here."

"so there is someone here?" you ask, looking over at mahito. you turn a slow circle, scanning the trees around the clearing.

silence.

"yeah." the ovilus says simply.

mahito grins, not bothering to contain the excitement in his eyes.

"help!" the ovilus speaks up suddenly, "demon… trees." then it goes silent... utterly silent.

mahito's eyes widen. he looks over at you curiously.

"is there something here?" you ask, "does it want to hurt you?"

"spirit…" long pause. then, "box." the ovilus says.

mahito looks at you, confusion more than evident in his face.

"spirit box?" he mouths to you, then continuing to talk with the ovilus. "do you know about our equipment? the stuff we've brought with us?"

"spirit box." the ovilus says again.

and then you realize it.

"you want us to use the spirit box instead?"

"yeah!" the ovilus responds, seeming to use a clip with a very annoyed, almost impatient-sounding tone.

"alright, we'll be right back, then." mahito says, "i'll go get the spirit box." he shuts off the ovilus, bending over your backpack and digging out the spirit box. he sets down the ovilus inside the bag and reaches around to the bottom of the device, turning on the spirit box.

your heart and his both skip a beat when the second mahito's finger touches the power switch on the device, it speaks.

"run away." says a calm, high voice through the speaker. at the same time you spin around on your heels, having felt something.

"mahi…" you say, your voice starting to shake, "i just felt a tug on the back of my shirt."

mahito's eyes widen again; he scans the ground around you, looking for any signs of a small child or some other age of spiritual presence. he sees nothing- so he decides to ask a question.

"did you just tug on my friend's shirt?" he asks calmly, "did you pull on m/n's shirt?"

"yeah!" says the same voice, answering immediately. at first you don't notice it; mahito doesn't either.

"do you wanna come out?" you ask bravely, "maybe you wanna show us that you're hear in the clearing with us…?"

you feel another tug on your shirt, then a twig snaps loudly behind you, startling you and mahito both.

"hello."

the voice doesn't come from the spirit box. in fact, nothing comes from the spirit box. the static has gone silent, as though it has turned off… then it turns on again.

you and mahito whip around and a startled scream tears from the bottom of your throat.

there's a teenage japanese-looking girl standing behind you, about thirty feet away. she isn't physically there- is she? she's not too hard to see through… quite literally. she's transparent. she's see-through. you can see the grass below her feet and the trees behind her.

mahito recovers first, moving quickly to stand protectively next to you. he subtly takes your hand in his and laces his fingers into yours, squeezing it tightly.

"hello, miss." he says, both of you bowing respectfully as was commonplace in japan.

the girl smiles, but her left eye twitches and her head convulses slightly to the side, the movement just barely noticeable to you. mahito gives no sign that he's noticed.

"why are you here?" she asks in a toneless voice, tilting her head creepily like a curious kitten.

"we're just here… for fun? i suppose?" mahito answers for you, "we're trying to make contact with the yomi no kuni."

"well…" she says, the absence of tone still there in her voice. you make very, very momentary eye contact with the girl, and primal, animalistic fear takes hold in your heart as you see something darkly colored dripping down her face. it looks like blood… or bile? unhealthy, black bile?

"are you stuck here?" mahito asks.

she nods three times very slowly.

"i was stolen from my home by this forest, dragged away from those i loved who came here with me." she says, looking down at her feet and going silent for a few seconds before continuing. "i am bound to these trees…" she says in a near whisper.

"and now you are too." she ends simply.

the next events happen in a white-hot flash of traumatic bright light. the girl's entire demeanor becomes poltergeistic and hateful, and she seems to glitch electronically out of existence. she reappears not a full foot away from you, and when she spawns there she's screaming at the top of her lungs. the sound doesn't waver, either. it's one consistent, ear drum-breaking sound.

she touches- more like slams- her hand onto your chest right above your heart, and you instantly begin to feel your spiritual control over your body beginning to fade as the spectral bitch slips into your mind like a slimy snake, trying to take your body away from you. your eyes roll up into your skull and you start to scream, the sound exactly identical to the scream she had been producing not a whole second before.

mahito lets go of you and you scream his name in protest, wanting anything but to be left alone with the pains, visions and regrets that flashed before your eyes, the thoughts and actions of this monster of a girl- but he doesn't listen. he doesn't listen. why doesn't he listen? why won't he listen to you? did you do something wrong? did you hurt him? when did you hurt mahito? why didn't he tell you? why won't he listen to you? what did you do to deserve this suffering?

mahito immediately regrets ever getting up because it's beyond crystal clear that whatever is happening to you inside your mind is causing you physical pain throughout your whole body. he wants nothing more than to be there with you, to be by your side, to have you by his side. he wants to switch positions with you, he wants to feel the pain instead of you. why you? why not him? why you? why you?

mahito screams in pure untainted anguish, letting go of your hand and abusing himself for doing it. but he pretends to overcome it. why? because you need him. you need him to save you, you can't do it yourself. your soul isn't inside your body, he can see it writhing violently above your body, having been shoved carelessly away as that vile, transparent bitch of a teenage girl stole your body from you.

"FUCK!" mahito screams. he sprints the short few yards from you to your backpack. you're vaguely aware of the sound of all the expensive equipment in your bag falling out into a pile on the blanket you and mahito had laid out on the grass… but you can't respond.

you simply can't.

your own body refuses to follow the order. you're now levitating three or four feet above the ground, still shrieking at the bottom of your lungs in a female voice that doesn't even belong to your body. the feelings cascading violently through your body are painful, serene, terrified, and bloodstained with hate, all at the same time.

a few yards behind you, mahito finds what he's looking for and turns around, running straight at you with a fire of protective rage in his eyes. he jumps onto a tree stump and uses the leverage and momentum to crash into your chest for the second time, slamming a silver cross into the center of your chest, right over your heart. the pain of the sudden landing on the hard ground snaps you back into reality and you finally stop screaming, the wind knocked out of you as you fell on your back.

a pained, shaking gasp tears out of the bottom of your lungs, and bile rises up into your throat as your now incredibly traumatized soul regains control of your body. you roll weakly onto your front, getting up onto your hands and knees, gasping for air. mahito rushes over to you and wraps his arms around your stomach, giving you a heimlich maneuver and forcing you to throw up, releasing the bitter-tasting white liquid from your throat.

you spit out what doesn't come out quickly, greedily inhaling another pound of oxygen and sitting back onto your calves as your heart finally starts to slow down. you feel mahito's trembling arms pull at your shoulders, and you let him pull you backward until your head lands softly in his lap. his shaking hand touches your forehead and he begins to play weakly with your hair, trying his best to comfort you.

"are-are you ok-kay, m-m/n?" he asks weakly.

"n-nuh-uh…" you say quietly in a weak, high-pitched voice. you lay there for barely a minute before you feel mahito's body stiffen up, and your heart starts to race again. you force your eyes open, looking up into his to see that he's staring up at something a few feet away from you. you sit up, looking up at what he's looking at, and you scream again, backing up on your hands, moving unsteadily backwards in a frantic, ridiculous-looking crab walk.

the teenage girl- or whatever the fuck it actually is- is standing there again, exactly where she had been when she had appeared.

mahito gets up again without hesitation, not wanting her to get her disgusting, malevolent claws on you again. he pulls something out of his pocket- a small glass bottle- and yanks off the cap, throwing the little object at her face. she screeches wildly, a sound that is sure to be heard miles away, her vile clawed hands scratching violently at her eyes, then she explodes in a violent cloud of black smoke, the explosion shaking the ground.

mahito turns and all but teleports back to you, his weight shoving you back into the grass as he hugs you tighter than he's ever held you before. he whispers sweet comforts and nothings into your ear, letting you bawl violently into his neck and shoulder for half an hour before you slowly start to regain composure. only then does he speak.

"we're leaving, bunny."

bunny… that name. it makes you feel better. not much just yet, but… a little bit.

you nod furiously, letting him take you by the waist and pull you into his lap. your equilibrium nearly fails you and it's your turn to fall into his chest, your arms coming out reflexively to wrap around his shoulders for support. he puts his strong hands on your waist and helps you straighten up like the caring friend he is.

then, with absolutely no warning, his lips crash onto yours. your eyes widen in shock and your hand goes to his chest to push him away.

you kind of just let it happen- you've been madly in love with him for the past six years, after all-

and then you realize you just threw up, and your eyes go wide.

"ma-mahi, i taste gross-mph-" mahito cuts you off, pulling you flush against his chest and shoving his tongue into your mouth as he pulls you as close to him as he can possibly get you. his right hand moves from your waist up to your face and he caresses your cheek, then moves down to the back of your neck and pulls you further into the kiss.

"i love you, m/n." he says into your mouth without thinking, "i love you. you're mine, i'm never letting anyone or anything hurt you ever again. never. never-" he kisses you again- "ever," again- "ever."

he eventually lets go of your mouth, finally allowing you to breathe, and you let your head fall into his shoulder. his hand tangles gently into your hand and he pulls you closer, nuzzling his nose against the outer shell of your ear and once again whispering sweet comforts and nothings into your ear, every word caressing your cracked heart like the gentle touch of an angel.

he gently pushes you off his lap and stands up, momentarily leaving with a short comment, "stay here, bunny, i'll be right back." he crosses the clearing and bends over, picking up the glass bottle that you now recognize to be the flask-sized bottle of holy water you had stowed at the bottom of your bag. he smiles softly, returning to your side immediately.

he squats down close-legged-gojo style in front of you and touches your face, pulling you into another soft kiss. he lets his lips linger on yours for a moment before breaking the kiss, thoroughly enjoying the furious pout that adorns your face the second he pulls back.

mahito stands up, grabbing your hand and pulling you up with him. fortunately (unfortunately?) this time, your balance doesn't betray you, and you stand up alright. you're still shaking a little and your legs feel like jelly- but they specifically feel like old jelly that's been left out to harden.

mahito squeezes your hand and pulls you along, picking up your backpack and slinging it around his shoulder with his free hand. you pick up the blanket as you go, shaking the dirt and ants out of it with your free hand and tossing it over your shoulder to hang.

"mahi…" you say softly.

"yeah?" he responds, his voice almost not there.

"how'd you know…" you start, wanting to ask about the holy water. he shrugs. "i jus' did." he says simply, squeezing your hand again. you walk towards the edge of the clearing, and a few steps away, you stop, realizing something.

"the spirit box, mahi."

he turns and looks at you.

"no." he says, his voice betraying a drop of fear.

"but that shit's expensive, mahi!"

he shrugs it off. "i'll buy you another one."

"whaddo you mean, another one??"

he rolls his eyes, grinning. "y'know, one that's NOT dripping with fear and newfound trauma?" he comments, "i ain't letting that energy attach to either of us, that shit's staying here in this accursed clearing. fuck that."

you stared at him, stunned and clearly kind of confused.

he rolls his eyes again and groans. "m/n, have you seen sam and colby?? the reason they're always catching shit is because they're dragging around objects that absorbed fear and negative energy from all the fucked places they've hit up. i ain't about to let that shit happen to me, let alone you."

"oh…" you say, looking down at your shoes as you think about that, your mind finally starting to run again as the flashbacks finally go away. you look up at him and nod.

"that makes sense." you agree, walking forward and tugging mahito along with you. you take continuous deep breaths the whole way out of the forest, and when you get out, you and your new partner in crime run for it. you run across the field, hand in hand with mahito, running all the way back to your house and making a beeline for your bedroom.

back in the clearing, the spirit box continues to play, the harsh static sound of the spirits traveling the radio world filling the empty clearing with fear.

"i'll… find you… m/n." says the box in broken bits of a sentence as it hunts for the words it wishes to use. "this… isn't-"

silence.

"over."

and then the speaker shuts off and starts to tremble in the grass. the red-orange screen turns black and a crack invades its premises, spreading out off the now broken screen. the metal around the screen begins to bend, then the crack in the screen invades the black plastic containing the device's circuitry, spreading directly down the center of the device.

then the broken box turns on.

"blood." it says in a toneless female voice. the air electrifies with the promise of storm, staining the soil with the fear and pain that young boy felt in the clearing that day… a pain that not even the gods above or below will toil to forget.

the sky darkens…

and the earth begins to rain.

© chosos-slut.

[aaron-m-geist-ff]

I’ve been eating up all these zodiac matchups so far and I’ve decided to finally put my big girl pants on ask for one of my own. I think I mighta mentioned it in a comment but I’m a taurus girl ♉️ ✨

The thought of a food kink jjk imagine has been plauging my mind lately so I thought I’d pass on the idea if that’s something you’d like to include

-love, June 💗🍓

Hey there, June bug! I was waiting for you to finally send in a request and I am so happy that you did 😄 obviously I had to let you cut in line to the VIP section because you have been supporting me for so long ;)

(don’t worry everyone, I will get to the rest soon! I love answering these match-up requests and thank you to everyone who sends asks 😊🩷)

And oooh a food kink? Naughty.

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You got…🥁🥁🥁

Mahito! You’re welcome

“M-mahito… It’s intense-“ your voice came out in a soft tone. You were hesitant to hear yourself speak, hating how weak and compliant you sounded. It could actually be quite difficult for you to relinquish control. As a Taurus woman, you can be quite stubborn and strong-willed. You don’t want anyone to see you in a vulnerable state. You desperately tried to hide your blushing face, covering your lips with your hand. You felt ashamed for enjoying this.

Mahito met your vulnerable eyes. He kept a cool and focused expression as he shook the whipped cream can again. At first, this started out as a joke. The two of you had been laughing and spraying the cream onto each other. But now?? Mahito was extremely serious about it. He had you lying upon the mattress, straddling your hips to make sure that you couldn’t get up.

“Calm down.”

Mahito’s tone was firm. He gave you another serious glance.

“I want to lick these pretty tits of yours, fleshlight.”

He began to spray the whipped cream onto your chest. The cool sensation caused you to whimper, squeezing your eyes shut as you felt your nipples get covered completely. Mahito’s tone of voice made your arousal spike. He was being extremely dominant with you. It made your mind short circuit, torn between being stubborn and submitting.

You chose the latter.

“Mh!” You moaned when you felt that warm and slick tongue roll over one of your sensitive buds. It swirled around it, lapping up the creamed sugar effortlessly. Mahito latched onto your nipple then, sucking on it gently.

“M-Mahi,” you whimpered. “Please-“

You had no idea what you were begging for. A part of you wanted him to stop. It felt so fucking intense, your breasts were extremely sensitive from how turned on you were. But the other part of you wanted him to continue. It felt good in some ways.

“Shhh,” Mahito hummed. “No stopping right now.”

He began to seductively lick the cream off of your chest, flattening his tongue against your warm skin. You nearly cried from what he said. Mahito didn’t intend on giving you a break any time soon. That scared you. Your nipples could get very sensitive from too much attention. He was being sweet about it right now, but you knew Mahito too well. He could be very sadistic at times.

“This cream is so good, y/n. Even better than your little human pussy.”

Mahito said it so nonchalantly. His words felt like a stab in the back. You started whining wordlessly, a hand still clasped over your mouth. You couldn’t handle this. You needed praise, and Mahito knew that. He knew what he was doing, that manipulative sadist.

“Oh? She doesn’t like being insulted, hm?”

Mahito had moved his hand to cup your pussy through the fabric of your panties. He squeezed you there carefully, which made your clit throb with need.

Goddammit. Why was it so hot when Mahito would give your genitals pronouns?? You were starting to think that there was something seriously fucked up about yourself.

“N-no…” you choked. You tried to thrust against Mahito’s hand, attempting to get some more sensation. But Mahito withdrew from touching your special place.

“Such an impatient girl. Maybe I should get a chastity belt for you next time. That way your needy pussy can’t interrupt me when I’m trying to enjoy my snack.”

Mahito grinned, poking out his tongue to lick another long stripe up your exposed chest. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. A..chastity belt?? Your face heated up so fucking quickly. You had never felt so embarrassed in your life.

“N-no chastity belt,” you begged. “Can’t take that…”

Mahito sighed. He ran a single finger over your panty-clad pussy to tease you. You shivered and flinched from the soft touches.

“Well,” he began. He sounded incredibly logical as he spoke.

“Your little clit is to blame for that. If she gets too impatient, then I will have to punish her. Understand?”

Goddamn. You were so fucking wet. For some reason, this was all turning you on so much. It felt scandalous and wrong, which made your heart race from the thrill of it all. You nodded, gasping when you felt Mahito’s tongue gathering the cream around your other nipple.

“I…understand!”

[foryoupeko]

I saw someone asking why I labeled something as Peko/Buki even tho I'm a Kuzu/Peko shipper. Other then the fact multishippers exist, I didn't consider that as a Kuzu/Peko comic. Ibuki expressed more interest in Peko than Fuyuhiko.

Call me asexual but I don't think just because Fuyuhiko was close to Peko's hip, it should be considered explicit shipping.

So just to be clear on my stance, I am okay with you ppl labeling my art as any ship but there are some boundaries.

Don't label it with problematic ships like incest or age gap.

If the art is clearly about one couple, don't make it about another. But if it's just a group of ppl chilling then you can find whatever couple you like.

I personally hate Mahi/Peko but I know I'm gonna draw things exploring Mahiru's crush on Peko so that's on me if ppl interpret it that way. Just don't be weird, because I have no quams with never drawing Peko and Mahiru within 5 feet of each other. I've drawn Case 2 ten times and I've only drawn Mahiru once.

I made a list of Peko's relationship with others if you wanna know my stance on her ships.

Hajime -I will never let people forget Hajime has a canon crush on Peko. Besides that, Hajime is Peko's first true friend. Outside of Fuyuhiko, Hajime is the only person Peko feels comfortable confiding in her secrets. He doesn't judge and is very kind. Meanwhile Hajime goes to Peko when he needs a cool headed and rational opinion.

Chiaki - Queerplatonic, they snuggle a lot. Chiaki is chill and her games makes it easier for Peko who has no experience talking to people have things to relate to. Peko understands when Chiaki is emotionless for the most part and then burst into excitement when it's something she's passionate about. They developed their own little language in those situations.

Nagito - Nagito likes to take advantage of Peko’s kindness and clings to her. Peko doesn’t mind hanging out with Nagito but stares dagger into him when he’s being too forward with others (he doesn’t read social cues so he’s not gonna catch it). Nagito thinks of himself as a diet Fuyuhiko. As long as Peko provides support, he'll look out for her.

Teruteru - He's super turned on by Peko but gets flustered when she genuinely cares about him (turns out he does not have a mommy kink). Peko enjoys Teruteru teaching her about cooking so the two eventually bond over that.

Imposter - Peko’s best friend on the island. They both relate to not knowing who they’re supposed to be. At the same time, they don’t see each other as just victims. They’re both people trying to grow and become better. When these two are together some say they're TOO COOL (actually Ibuki is the only one that said this)

Mahiru - Mahiru has a giant crush on Peko. At first she believe she knows what’s best for her and tries to takes her away from Fuyuhiko. Once she accepts Peko doesn’t want her help, she tries to be happy for Peko and Fuyuhiko.

Hiyoko: Is jealous of Peko so she lashes out at her a lot. Originally it was for looking mature/sexy and gardening Mahiru’s attraction. But after she learned of Peko’s past, she’s jealous that she didn’t have her own bodyguard to protect her from the multiple assassination attacks she went through.

Ibuki: Queerplatonic, they kiss A LOT. Ibuki loves seeing Peko awkwardly cheer for her at concerts (imagine Pearl from Steven Universe type of awkward) Peko made Ibuki realize that quiet is okay. Because only when it’s quiet, she can hear Peko’s heart beat speed up. I think they would be a cute fling but these two come from two different worlds. Ibuki is a party rocking planet and Peko is a silent moon. Maybe if the stars aligned they could've made it work. But that doesn't mean you can't appreciate eclipses.

Mikan: Mikan’s ability to read micro facial expressions helps her interpret a lot of Peko’s hidden emotions. Peko likes Mikan but Mikan mistaken Peko’s quietness with secret resentment (she can read that Peko isn’t mad but sometimes mental illness makes you ignore facts). Mikan is had to get close to and Peko doesn't have the social understanding to truly know her.

Gundham: He has adopted her as his own. He feels the need to protect this person on par with his traumatic backstory. She must realize this too, that’s why she keeps flocking to him and his four dark devas. Meanwhile Peko only understands 50% of what he’s saying but she’s trying. Sonia (and Gonta in non despair AU) has to interpret sometimes. Giant Big Brother and Little Sister energy.

Sonia: Sonia is the extrovert who adopts an introvert. Sonia wants to hang out with all her classmates and one of the few who doesn't see Peko cool demeanor as disinterest. Sonia is the only one who can relate to Peko's isolation and only she knows the kind of loneliness that can come with being around others. Peko doesn't realize this on her part and it hurts Sonia. But Sonia doesn't stop trying.

Kazuichi: Scared and aroused by Peko. I head anon one time his trash picking robot accidentally took Peko’s sword and it exploded. Kazuichi was so scared to admit it to Peko but once he did - Peko was more concerned about him than her sword. He’s convinced she’s in love with him and begs Fuyuhiko to ask her out for him. Peko bluntly declines.

Nekomaru - Nekomaru passionately talks with Peko about a lot of things. At first it was Kendo, then it was training, proper diet, and it spiraled into Nekomaru talking excitably about his day. Peko is a good listener but even she can go deaf from all the yelling. Ibuki bails her out sometimes. I think Nekomaru and Sonia are the only people who know how to push Peko out of her comfort zone without overstepping. Ibuki can be too excited in getting Peko to do new things. Hajime and Chiaki doesn't see a problem with Peko doing her own thing.

Akane - The girls bond over being asexual together. No talk about love or mushy stuff. They talk with battle! At least according to Akane. Peko is hesitant to train with Akane because she believes only someone strong like Sakura could handle her blade. Akane takes that as an open challenge and tries to blindside Peko until she takes her seriously. Akane does have to learn boundaries at one point. Maybe the person who grew up in constant danger doesn't want to keep looking over her shoulders in case her classmates attack her.

Fuyuhiko - Ultimately, though everything, this blog will always be a Kuzu/Peko blog. Growing up, Fuyuhiko developed a crush on Peko but never acted on it. Only after a chance conversation with Sakura about what being in love is like, Peko realized in middle school she is in love with Fuyuhiko. By that point their relationship is strained. Fuyuhiko is constantly telling Peko he doesn't need a tool and pretend they don't know each other. Peko doesn't want to be forgotten by Fuyuhiko, this person she spent everyday with. She planned on asking him out, as equals, but then Twilight Syndrome Murder happened. There was no time for love when there was so much hate in his heart. Eventually after everything, the two realizes they need each other. Fuyuhiko only pushed Peko away because he thought she couldn't grow as a person if she was constantly worried about him. Peko realizes she can still care and protect Fuyuhiko as a fellow warrior by his side. These two understand each other so well that they don't need to talk. But this also leads to terrible miscommunications.

[arthistoryanimalia]

#FishFriday:

Plate with Emblematic Pairs of Fish (mahi-ye maratib)

India, Uttar Pradesh, Awadh, Lucknow, c. 1880

Bidri-ware (zarbuland technique)

D: 6 3/4 in. (17.15 cm); H: 1/2 in. (1.27 cm)

LACMA M.2001.100

“The primary decoration on this bidri ware plate is a pair of fish arranged head-to-head with their curved bodies forming a circle. Known as the mahi-ye maratib (Fish of Dignity), it was an insignia of exalted rank that the Mughal emperors and earlier Middle Eastern rulers bestowed upon their subordinate chieftains in recognition of valorous military service. In 1720 it was awarded by the Mughal Emperor Muhammad Shah (r. 1719–48) to Saadat Khan, the Governor of Akbarabad (Agra), who soon became the Governor of Lucknow from 1722 to 1739. The fish emblem subsequently served as the dynastic leitmotif of the Lucknow court and was frequently displayed on its decorative arts and palatial architecture. It was represented in state processions as a fish and two gilt globes carried on a standard. A heraldic form consisting of a pair of honorific mermaids bearing a crown and flanking a shield was used as the personal coat of arms of King Wajid Ali Shah (r. 1847–56). Bidri ware is made from a predominately zinc-based alloy, along with smaller amounts of lead, copper, and/or tin. The ornamentation of bidri ware from the Deccan and eastern India typically features inlaid silver sheet or wire designs, which are rendered flush and burnished. Lucknow bidri ware is distinctive in that it is often executed in bold relief (zarbuland technique), in which the inlaid metals are allowed to remain protruding slightly above the surface and are then adorned with sheet overlay and incised motifs.”

[ask-hyoko]

as u can see by my pfp this is mahiru and uHhh youre under arrest (Real not fake) (not click bait)

M???MAHI??RU???????,????????? WAIT IM SO SORRY NO WAIT I DIDNT MEAN IT I DIDNT MEAN ANY OF IT PLEASE DONT VE ANGRY IM SO SORRY JMS SORRH PEKASE OH KU GOD IM SO SORRY

[yesyourstalker]

Mahi: *sleeping*.

Baja:........... Uh...... Mahi wake up....... We have to move..... Mahi it's time

Neta: Mahi get the hell up!!

Mahi: shit I'm waiting for work! I'm sorry please don't kick my as- oh I'm awake..... Haha I thought I was having that weird dream when I'm late for work and you come over and jump me.

Neta: well if you keep laying there in bed that dream might come true. Get up so I can put the bed in the truck....... Got me up at 6:00 a.m. packing up your shit.

Mahi: right.... Where's Warabi

Neta: at work..... Okay baja on three okay?

Baja: ok

Neta: 1... 2..... 3 ugh....

Baja: ugm

Mahi: so what do you guys want me to do?

Baja: Neta came early so we got most of the expensive stuff. We just need the little boxes they're in the kitchen.

Mahi: right. I'll get to it

Neta: alright let's go before my back gives out. I never truly healed after someone let me fall off a ladder

Mahi: you still mad at that?!

Baja: It's a good thing we're lifting with their legs

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Neta: I don't understand why you two only have one bed. So it was just you and Warabi sleeping in the same bed?

Mahi: Yeah

Neta: and where did Baja sleep

Baja: I slept on the floor.

Neta: you slept on the floor!?!? Mahi!

Mahi: what?! We gave him a pillow and a blanket! What It's not like he was complaining

Neta: *sigh*....... I'm not going to get into it. Let's just get the shit done. Baja where does Warabi want his dresser.

Baja: oh... Uh... Give me a second..................... Hey Warabi where do want your dresser and other furniture......................are you sure?...... Ok..... ... .. .he wants to throw it away

Neta:................ To throw it away?......... He wants me to throw away the stuff that I spent an hour yesterday putting in the truck and driving here? ...........He wants me to throw it away? ...........Is that what he wants?...

Baja: yeah.

Neta:....................... Give me the phone.

Baja: are you sure you look a little upset I don't want-

Neta: GIVE ME THE PHONE!

Baja: ok

Neta:.... I'll take this outside

[muffled] (Neta yelling at Warabi through the phone)

Mahi: hahahahah oh he's pissed hahahahaha

Baja: hmmm.... How are you so calm about this. I don't think he's going to help us after this

Mahi: Oh Don't worry, he will.. just....... just give him a moment hehehehehe.

Baja: oh.

Neta: there's nothing wrong with the fucking furniture! You don't need to buy new stuff every minute! I don't give a fuck about your aesthetic!! This stuff is perfectly fine, you want it to look different paint it! Well you know what your father is right because you do spend too much money on shit you don't need when you already have stuff that's perfectly fine!.................. No!............ You don't need a new mixer, you don't even bake........ That's different......... YOU CAN FIGURE OUT WHAT YOU NEED AFTER WE UNPACK EVERYTHING. YOU'RE SO QUICK TO BUY SHIT YOU DON'T NEED........... I'm not being mean I...... I'm getting another call and I'll call you back in a second. Hey babe what's up?

Ikkan: I'm just checking in on you. Are you okay?

Neta: Yeah, I'm fine. Why what's wrong?

Ikkan: I got a notification on my phone from your fluxcon. Your blood sugar is at 275 are you sure?

Neta: ugh! Yes I'm fine. You called me for that?!

Ikkan: okay you're a little irritable. Why don't you go for a small walk to clear your head and get it a little down. Ok?

Neta:...........

Ikkan: please

Neta:.......... Ok

Ikkan:mmmmm I love you

Neta: I love you too.... Bye. ... ......* Inhale* .....* Exhale* .... I'm going to go out for a bit. You two unpack what you can. I'll be back in 30 minutes.

Mahi: fine

Baja: ok

Mahi: you unbox all the bedroom stuff and kitchen stuff

Baja: alright

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Neta: ugh.... Ok..... I'm back....... I calmed down a little bit. I may have been a little on edge I apolo-............ Hello?

Mizole: [kissing]oh shit.....sup

Mahi:.........ugh... 30 minutes are up?

Neta:...................................

Mizole: hey! let go of me. Hey! You asshole!!-

Neta: good bye [SLAM]............... Where's Baja?

Mahi: he's unpacking stuff in the loft.

Baja: hi Neta Your back. That was a short walk.

Neta:........... are you serious..... Baja come downstairs I need to talk to you outside...... Mahi get off the couch and set up the TV or something I don't know do something

Mahi: *sigh* alright

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Baja: so... Is something wrong

Neta: I don't think this living arrangement is going to work without some sort of changes happening. I like Mahi They're a good kid. That being said, you need to stand up to them and-

Baja: I don't think it's going to work out either.

Neta: hm?

Baja: I just........*Voice cracked* I don't know..... I don't know what I'm doing *crying* I never did.... I-I just do whatever someone tells me to do. My parents, my teachers, my superiors. Everyone and I never do whatever I want cuz I never know what I want!

Neta: ok ok let's sit down Where's all this coming from?

Baja: *crying* I'm sorry..... I feel so dumb. I am dumb. That's why I'm in this position now cuz I don't know how to say no and I don't know how to express what I want........ Now I'm in the military because my step dad kicked me out of the house. I have to do stupid missions and drills.... I'm in a city I know nothing about.....I'm in a relationship I'm not really ready for.

Neta: ........hmm

Baja: *sniff* heh yeah ....... I like Warabi...... I just don't like Warabi. I thought the longer I stayed in the relationship, I'd feel something but I didn't and I don't....*huff*.... Now I'm moving in with him!....*huff*.... and he wants to..we have to live together.....I-I I I'm not ready to- I don't even want to do... I don't like-.*crying* .............. it's too much!!! *Sobbing*

Neta: ok ok come here, come here let's just take a breather.... Get our thoughts together.

Baja: *sobbing*

(30 minutes late)

Baja:.............*sniff*...............

Neta: how old are you?

Baja: I'm 21 turning 22 next month

Neta: where are you from?

Baja: octo valley..we moved after my Dad died...... not like the really bad parts it was in the suburbs.... not like the canons just... just regular home with other tetras.. I went to an octarian school tho most of my life. Very strict..

Neta: Yeah I know I got expelled form two of them hehehe

Baja: hehe.......*sniff*..... I think I'm better now.... I just need to..you know.......

Neta: okay *sigh* What do you want to do?

Baja:...... Uh...... I I........*sigh* I don't know.... I don't want them to be mad at me I don't Warabi to hate-

Neta: I know It's difficult... Sometimes you have to put your wants and needs first.......you shouldn't feel bad about that.

Baja: you packed and brought everything here I wouldn't want you to

Neta: that doesn't matter right now, I don't matter in the situation. What matters right is you. Do you want to move out? I can find a nice cheaper apartment or you can try to figure something out with them setting some boundaries maybe. It's up to you It's time for you to make your own decisions no one else can do it for you not this time.

Baja:......................

Neta: we can sit here as long as you need to if they have something to say they can say it to me.

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Warabi: wow, it's almost done.

Mahi: yeah no thanks to Neta and Baja. They left me here with all this work. You know when I agreed to have him here I expected for him to do most of the work while we paid bills

Warabi: Mahi he's your roommate and my boyfriend he's not your personal butler. Man We did not have a lot of furniture Like I told Neta. Hm ..... Where is he anyway?

Mahi: hell if I know. They left an hour ago

Neta: sorry about that you just needed a break..... Baja you wanted to say something to Warabi.

Baja: Warabi we need to talk... Uh... It's..... It's about.... Um..... Uhh

Warabi: Wait before you say anything I had to show her bedroom. You're going to love this.

Baja: ummm.. oookkkk...

Warabi: okay so I know it looks cursed right now having the bed in the center but hear me up so I was planning on putting bookshelves right here I know you have a lot of history books. Maybe a small music studio I have on my turntables. I also have this whole section for your little saxy phone maybe you can record some stuff for diss-pair I don't know We'll see what happens. Also I was thinking maybe putting the mirror right here, we don't have a walk-in closet, but I bought these little racks and we can put it right here next to the bathroom and-

Baja: Warabi I don't think this is going to work out I think we should break up.

Warabi: huh?

Baja: I've been feeling like this for a while and I need to tell you that I'm not ready to have these type of relationships I thought I did but I don't It's not you It's me I'm just not compatible with you and I feel like you would be so much better with someone who can meet your needs and your lifestyle I understand if you're angry at me and I understand if you don't want me to be here anymore

Mahi: is he breathing?

Neta: no... I don't think he is

Warabi:...................................

Baja:.........................................

Warabi: ok..... That's ok ...............................hm... Uhhhh. Didn't expect to get dumped today

Baja: *exhale*.................... I'm sorry

Mahi: so what are we doing? We still moving in?

Warabi: do you still want to live with us?

Baja: Am I allowed to?

Warabi: yeah! You're still allowed to be here babe uh Baja... Why don't you stay downstairs, have your own little room and Mahi and I can share the loft? Sound good?

Mahi: sure but the bed is going to be against the wall like a normal person.

Baja: ok......*sigh*....... Ok.

Warabi: ok.......me and mahi will do the rest of the unpacking for today. Why don't you take the WE-Haul back with Neta

Baja: alright.

Neta: see it wasn't so bad you did-

Baja: UUUGGGHHH...UH ....*cough*...*cough"

Neta: oh Cod!... Oookk... we're alright, we're alright You need to sit down?

Baja:.... No... No I'm fine just.........got nervous. *Huff*... Sorry

Neta: alright....... I'll clean that up later......... It's going to rain anyway. It should.... That should wash away by itself. You're fine. You're fine. Don't worry about it. Just get in the- get in the truck. Why don't we pick up pizza on our way there ok? Huh? Feel better by then?

Baja: yeah ok pops...umm!!

Neta: what?

Baja: nothing.... I said- I said ok.

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Warabi: I told Neta we needed more furniture! I didn't say that just as an excuse for me to buy more stuff! Look we don't even have a dresser!!

Mahi: we have a dresser

Warabi: yeah but we need a second one I have a lot of clothes also I was thinking of getting one we can both share. You Neta has tons of shit he can't fit in any more maybe can try to get some the next time we break in we

Mahi: you ok Warabi?

Warabi: .......... Yeah I'm fine. I've gone through a lot of failed relationships this isn't new for me. I'm fine..... just a little bummed tho I'll get over it. Night

Mahi: *yawn* ....... Good night

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Baja:..*sleeping*........

Mahi: *sigh*.... Scoot over

Baja: what.... What are you down here? What happened

Mahi: nothing happened. Just wanted to check on you

Baja: It's okay you don't need to sleep next to me I

Mahi: We're both schoolers... We should both know how fucking miserable sleeping alone is... Now shut up Go to sleep.

Baja: ok...... He's not mad at me right? You look pretty upset

Mahi: Yeah he's upset but....... he's not upset at you per se he's just..... He's upset in general. . . We still like you and shit.

Baja: oh

Mahi: he'll get over it. You know you're still our friend.......... Why are you crying?

Baja: I'm just so really relieved. I thought I was going to get kicked out or yelled at and there would be a fight I just l

Mahi: stop crying and go to sleep. Give me some of the blanket floor is cold.

Baja: *sniff*..ok...

Mahi:....... Baja

Baja: hm?

Mahi: I'm.... Sorry I made you do most of the work. I should have done more that was shitty of me.

Baja: that's ok ... Most of the boxes were heavy anyway.

Mahi:........…... Go to sleep

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Mahi belongs to me now I stole them from @fish-at-fish-fish-resort I put them in the microwave and put it on high for 2 minutes

[imabillyami]

both me and my college messed up and now I have like 14 assignments that were spread over two semesters to complete in two days (including today)

Oh honey! I know it is a really tall task, but if anyone can do it, it’s you 💙

I believe in you, always have and always will.

And you need to believe in yourself as well. You’re a real life badass. You’re incredible. You can do anything you put your mind to!

You CAN do this and you WILL get through this!

[kwebhakti]

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[mahi-wayy]

𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐀 | 𝑩𝑨𝑯𝑼𝑩𝑨𝑳𝑰

Royalties are nothing but larger than life families with larger than life cracks in them.

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When a series of weird events that end in a murder and attempt to murder on the royal family, shakes the very core of one of the strongest kingdom there is no choice but look for what's going wrong.

The question is when the external threats mix with internal damages can there even be a solution out of his mess?

| C H A R A C T E R S |

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍

"Love is the remedy that works on the deadliest of diseases."

"When you love, you have every right and obligation to stand by that love."

"Every second chance given is a prove of the heart that beats for her."

"Not every love is for the golden things, sometimes you adore a simple stone like a God."

| W A R N I N G S |

Dysfunctional family

Violence and blood.

Character deaths.

Childhood trauma.

Depression and anxiety attack.

Gaslighting.

Smut.

Harsh Language.

I'm gonna make up some history about Mahishmati.

| D I S C L A I M E R |

This book is a spin off to the Bahubaali movie series, I don't own the movie or the actors or the characters except for OCs. The following work is fiction and does not relate to any place or person in real life.

The rights to "Priyatama" belongs to @/mahi-wayy (on tumblr).

🚫DO NOT COPY IT🚫

Constructive criticism is welcomed but no unnecessary hate will be tolerated. The playlist for the book is available on my spotify, link in the bio. Hope you enjoy the book.

- Mahi✨️

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[diorrings89]

𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- (Part 1)

Hey guys! I am Mahi and welcome to my first blog. Today is the last day of 2022 and this season of our show will be over now. So, why not a 2022 wrap-up? I mean, Spotify does it, so why not me? So, here is my recap of the year. (This post has been inspired by an Instagram post by @inastudious on Ig)

So, we are going to: celebrate the past, set intentions for the next year and create new systems.

CELEBRATE THE PAST

What did I do this year that I am proud of? What did I learn? How I felt?

Level 1: What I did

Found the best of friends and teachers

I found the best of friends this year. My last year of high school and forever friends. I have to give them that they handled me at my absolute worst and still love me when I just burnt down their forest. I know what I did and how I am. So, for them, I am going to be better because they deserve the best. I love them so so much. They are people my 11-year-old had been dreaming to be friends with. Shout out to Tanisha, Vanshika, Charu, Yashaswini, Shreya D, Harshita, Nistha, Riya K, Riya M, and Priyanka. You guys are amazing and I hope we still meet up when we go to college. My teachers were downright amazing. Couldn't ask for more. I have never seen such dedication in anyone ever.

2. Hiking Trip

This year in June, I went on a hiking trip in the foggy hills of Nagaland, India. The most relaxing experience even though we walked for like 6 hours to reach our destination. We stayed in a small hotel. It was a totally different experience. In between, I felt like giving up, but then I did the whole trek just for 2 cups of noodles that we got at the hotel. It was quite wet there. I kept falling down. But it's okay. It was unique and something I will surely do again!!

3. Escape Room

So, on my birthday this year, I planned to do an escape room with my cousins. Honestly, never again. Not that it was bad or anything- I genuinely feel that I am not good at this kinda stuff. Like, I feel that if I'll be getting murdered, then I'll just cry. No kidding. I'll cry all the way until the murderer decides to leave me alone. By the way, most of the escape room was done by Shakul (the one on the left). Ananya (the one on the right) helped. I just tried to act like Sherlock. Making simple things complex. lol. Anyways, it was fun. And I am happy that I tried it.

Level 2: What I learnt

Honestly, I learnt a lot this year. This year was a learning year only. So, here are the top three things that I learnt.

1. Never date anyone from the same school

Yes. Never date any person who goes to the same school or any institution where you see each other's faces every day. I know, it's fun at first. But then, it gets awkward when you guys break up. So, like, not good.

2. Speak now and get over it

This year, I confessed to a guy. He said no. But yk what good for me. I moved on very quickly. Like, it took me one Taylor Swift song to get over him. So, it was really cool. Just say it man, and get over it.

3. Don't let internet influence you

The Internet is a fucked up place, man. Don't digest everything that you see. I mean, it influences our habits like anything. I would see pretty lip balms and I'll search for them on Amazon. Damn. I don't need lip balms rn, but this marketing makes me think that I need that particular lip balm. This is one example. There are many others.

Level 3: What I felt

This song was basically what I felt throughout the year (Thank you, Taylor Swift). I was happy and sad. I was happy that I found such good friends and experienced the best of memories. But I am kinda sad that this is ending. Well, that's how life works, ig.