#Poor raj

[skyl3m0n]

idk random scene thingy

@clock-loves-rajbow

(the white thingys are scars that he has.)

This is the type of reaction that I can image raj having when it was revealed that Wayne and Bowie are the masterminds behind all of this. Pure shock. And hurt. BADLY

He would be in so much fucking denial. Thinking that this is just a dream. That none of this is real. But if course. It is real. This is reality. This is something raj doesn't want to believe at all.

Mah poor bean 😔

Lol also this a cause why not:

Raj: T-This has to be a joke... right... this can't be real.... it can't be real.... This can't be fucking can't be real at all!

(lmao raj swearing is amazing. But slightly got yelled at by Wayne cause... He don't like swearing. Like at all. Wayne only swears when he's pissed off of really, really mad)

I feel proud yet abit cringed at this but hey. I don't care what people say. This is my raj. This is how he looks like in my au.

Tots him not having blue highlights in his hair cause it's in one of my hc that he has that cause why not :)

Lol I should add something that Wayne and Bowie gave him before this all happened but tbh I can't really think of anything RN so yeah.

[winnie-the-monster]

[nyree2712]

Formula 1 - Incorrect Quote 89

Daniel: Hey, wanna play a game?

Lando: Sure

Daniel: It's called Red Bull vs SIM race vs Leclerc. I'll give you a Max quote and you'll have to tell me if he's talking about a Red Bull drink, a SIM race or Charles

Lando: Okay, try me

Daniel: "You are my one true love"

Lando: Shit

[waddup-its-homegirl]

Raj greenstreet is like every tumblr girlie I know:

- would kill to avenge their lover

- After getting stabbed by a possessed guy “No, I don’t think I want to leave him, Look at him. He’s pitiful.”

[citrusacidic]

ill admit it. chazee is one of my fave reboot ships. there i said it ☝️ i heart chazee!!!

[anna368sus]

I liked this scene so much that I decided to make art of it

[wasabichips]

in case anyone was wondering: no, lukyan is not a considerate neighbor

[cybernexus]

@ofmanytxngues

"...You think I'm cute?" Raj asked out loud, his deep voice filled with uncertainty that was uncharacteristic of him, as it was usually quite confident. Although it had been confirmed, he was having trouble believing it - probably y'know, due to the whole being a 'monster' some of the time thing. He then quickly cleared his throat to distract from what he just said, although he couldn't stop idly twirling his bony fingers around in the strands of his jet black hair. "Thanks."

[joysmercer]

waiting to deboard this plane and a white dad told his white kids “should we get indian food for dinner” and all the kids simultaneously went “eww” and he said “i know but your uncle raj likes that stuff so we should go since he’s picking us up”

[zibah-ho]

not to always bang on about the same four things but ideal jayson and brooce dynamic is raj and judge saab in the greatest movie ever made awaara 1951 and if that’s not enough to convince some of you to watch it after years of me screaming I don’t know what will please god watch awaara 1951 please

[skyl3m0n]

thank you so much again @clock-loves-rajbow for doing this ask. Really appreciate it.

Hiii! Huge fan of your rajbow fanart. But I got a question for u. do you know Danganronpa? Cause if you do then I have a fan art idea in mind where Bowie and Wayne are masterminds of a killing game basically and raj is the protagonist. So we be getting a kinda unhealthy Platonic Wayne and a Rajbow cause well... They had reason, the try to get raj on their side so that he can help them spread despair. Yeaaa... If you don't know Danganronpa, do a quick search about it.

Anyways hope you get this, have a good rest of your day or night.

I do like danganronpa!! (Even tho I’ve never played it, but the aesthetics are peak)

This au isn’t exactlyyy what you asked but I thought it was a bit more of a spin on the usual formula. Without getting too long into specifics the idea is that after the Tragedy that ended the world, Chris used his media power to host his own killing games: Total Death Island (lmao)

He’s done this with four other casts (the other seasons) but when it gets to the reboot things don’t go according to plan. Mid-way through the game Bowie finds a few hidden pathways Chris stalks and with the work of Wayne they kill him in a surprise attack.

They still don’t know where his base of operations are but they come into control of a portable remote Chris used to control the game while outside the main control room, and with it gain a large control of the killing game. With this power in their hands they steel to protect Raj while also finding a way out for the three of them.

Though things get a little morally dubious when Bowie keeps letting the game go on, letting everyone but Raj continue to be in danger. Power like this isn’t to be trusted to anyone, not even his boyfriend. He’s doing this for his own safety, after all. So until they find the way out, it’ll be his and Wayne’s little secret :)

[chazedazed]

So sudden ♫ Lara Raj x fem!reader

Warning �� nsfw, foul words, not proofread

Disclaimer ➟ Every word written here is but a work of fiction. Nothing is a real representation of who these people are in real life.

Synopsis ➟ You couldn't bare liking Lara anymore, so you chose to ignore her. The Indian, who had no idea why you had suddenly become so cold all of a sudden decided to confront you.

WC ➟ 1.53k

A/N ➟ idk js some random cute smut i decided to write as my first work lol

creds to @adornedwithlight for the banner!!

You were so fucked. You've been in a talking stage with someone— a common friend. She was so nice, so polite, so perfect. But you couldn't help it. For some reason, every time you had gone on a date with her, all you could remember was Lara.

Your bandmate, someone who treated you like you were her sister for fucks sake. But could anyone blame you?

The lasting eye contact, the lingering touches, felt like electricity to you. Every time Christine had made you feel calm, safe, and in control— Lara had made you feel erratic, unsafe in the best way possible, out of control— alive.

You hated feeling this way. This was wrong. You felt so guilty— poor Christine didn't deserve any of this. And on a particular Sunday— the guilt had caught up to you.

''Fuck yeah— movie night.'' Manon sighed as she sat down on the couch, scooting in between Daniela and Sophia. You were all sitting in order, from left to right.

Sophia, Manon, Daniela, Yoonchae, Megan, and finally, Lara and you, on the side.

You cursed. Being this close to Lara meant more trouble for you. You hoped she'd focus on the movie and ignore you, but luck was not on your side.

An hour into the movie, Lara had started to drift, the fatigue catching up to her. The Indian had decided to sleep on your shoulder, and very carefully lowered her head onto it. Your breath hitched. You hadn't expected Lara to all of a sudden make physical contact with you.

Thankfully, she hadn't noticed you panicking over something so small. The girl slept peacefully on your shoulder, and it felt so right. So disgustingly right.

The smile on your face turned into a pained frown. Good God, you were thinking about your bandmate in that way. What would Missy think? What would the rest of your members think? What would she think?

You looked away, trying to control your heartbeat. But much to your dismay, it didn't work. Lara just had this effect on you— this intoxicating effect you couldn't quite figure out.

You didn't want this anymore... the feelings, the guilt— you didn't want to want her anymore. So you had come to a conclusion.

Lara put her arm around your neck, and smiled.

''Good morning sleeping beauty. Care to explain why I can't find my hoodie?'' You cursed. Of course you had borrowed it.

''Oh, it's in the wash right now. I lumped it in with mine. I'll give it back to you later, yeah?'' You coldly responded, politely and gently removing her arm that was on you. Lara was surprised at the coldness, but shortly brushed it off as you waking up on the wrong side of the bed.

Okay, either you had woken up on the wrong side of the bed for the past two weeks, or Lara had done something.

You had been ignoring or brushing the girl off for the past two weeks, to the point your other members had noticed. Sophia wanted to confront you, saying it was unhealthy and downright shitty. But Lara told her not to, wanting to confront you herself.

It was however, hard to get you in the same room as her alone. It was like trying to capture a rat in a shabby trap. She had to actually come up with a good plan. And come up with a good plan she did.

Everyone was out right now as far as you were concerned. You cut ties with Christine a week ago, telling her she was amazing, but it just wasn't working out. The blonde constantly asked why, but all you could give her was bullshit about ''work'' and how you ''don't know'' whether you could handle it or not.

You had your headphones on. You were in a green tank top, supported with black basketball pants. It was your go to fit, after all. You decided an hour ago that chilling in the house would be a great refresher, but it was all about to be ruined.

You heard three knocks on your door. You paused your music, and thought about who it could be. It couldn't have been Manon or Daniela— the two would never knock on your room, especially because it was theirs too. Megan wouldn't really care either. So it was either Yoonchae or Sophia, coming home earlier than you had thought.

''Come in! Doors open.'' The door opens, and there, you were met with none other than the person you've been trying to avoid for the past few weeks.

''Fuck.''

You froze, not knowing what to do. Lara closed the door, and locked it for good measure, making sure you wouldn't run from her or something.

The girl took in a deep breath, and spoke.

''...Hi'' She moved closer to your bed, and signal towards the spot in front of you, as if asking ''may i?''. You hesitantly nodded your head, and the Indian sat down.

''Okay... so, what exactly did I do? And don't play dumb— It's painfully obvious.'' You bit your lip, shit, maybe you should have gone out with Megan or Daniela.

After receiving no answer seconds after asking a question, Lara grew desperate. Desperate to know why one of her closest friends had suddenly started treating her so coldly.

''Please, Y/n. What did I do? You've been so cold to me— I don't know anymore.'' She pried your hands away from your phone, and held them.

You sighed. There was no getting out of this. It was now or never.

''I... I like you.''

''What?'' Lara blinked, and looked at you in confusion, asking herself whether or not she had just heard what you said right.

''I like you, Lara Rajagopalan. A lot.''

You stared into each others eyes, as Lara inched closer to you. She held your jaw, and waited for a second— for any sign of discomfort.

You hadn't given any.

She crashed her lips onto yours, tasting like sweet cherry. It felt as if you were electrocuted. You've kissed girls before, but it had never felt this way. Felt this good.

Instead of a nice and soft first kiss with Lara, this one was rough. A hungry kiss, one that you were sure bruised your lip.

She pressed on your chip with her thumb, allowing entrance for her tongue, but you pulled away. Short of breath.

Breathing heavily, you asked her, looking her dead in the eye, both your gazes filled with lust.

''Do you... do you like me back?'' Lara looked at you, wondering if it was a genuine question or a teasing one. After noticing that it was, the latter giggled.

''Baby is that even a question?'' Lara said as she crashed her lips onto yours once more, her tongue finding its way into your mouth faster than last time.

Lara moved her hands over your thigh, slowly parting both your legs. You let out a soft moan, surprising Lara and yourself. You felt embarrassed, and it was neatly displayed on your face. Lara pulled away,

''Don't be shy. No one's home baby.. moan all you want.'' Lara pushed you onto the bed, and you were now lying down, with the Indian above you.

The girl traced her hand up your legs all the way to your thigh and stopped.

''Tell me you want this.'' You nodded,

''I want you.''

The girl wasted no time in taking your pants and underwear off. The girl reveled at the sight of you, all disheveled and ready for her. She couldn't help but tease, finding this all a little too cute.

You whine at her teasing,

''Lara, please...'' Lara let out a soft giggle,

''Please what?'' Normally, you'd be too embarrassed to even think about entertaining her, but right now?

Right now you were too desperate to process your own behavior.

''Please.. I want you in me. So badly.''

Lara slips a finger into you, and you let out a sharp and short moan, not expecting her to enter you so fast after all the slow teasing just seconds prior.

The girl slips another inside wasting no time, and you couldn't stop the elicit moan from coming out.

''Mhfm..!'' Lara slowed down her pace a bit, as you adjusted to her fingers. After a couple seconds and a soft nod from you, the girl started moving her fingers at a steady but moderate pace.

It felt so good, like eternal bliss.

Lara placed soft wet kisses on your collar, as she stuck her fingers in and out of you. You felt like it was all so much— too much.

''Ah...ah! I'm going to—'' Lara hums, and in no time, you let it all out. Lara held you close, helping you ride out your high.

As the two of you heave heavy breaths, you both find each other's eyes.

You smile, and Lara nuzzles herself into your neck. Neither of you spoke, not wanting to break the peaceful silence. Lara placed the blanket over both of you, and cuddled you.

Neither you nor Lara know what's gonna happen now, but that's a problem for later. For now, both of you were going to sleep together and enjoy it.

[yunazxxx]

pairing ≫ megan skiendiel x fem!reader

content warnings ≫ subby megan, strap riding, teasing, edging, hickeys, degradation w praise, puppy megan , manhandling , etc maybe??

author talks ≫ literally just random subby/puppy megan headcanons bc this photo sequence gave me brainrot

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megan is a whiner, she would literally do anythingggggg to get your attention, like seriously. you could be out in public and even though she knows how you'd react, she'd go and flirt with another girl.

but she also enjoyed when you would manhandle her, she loved the marks you'd leave on her body while you were mad at her.

and she loves being made fun of, degrading her would make her so needy for some reason she doesn’t even know it but if you gave her even the most simple praise? oh she’d do anything you’d ask just to hear “good job”

but something megan loves the most? riding your strap, listen, the praise she receives for being able to take the full thing, the bulge that pokes out her stomach too :(

megan’s mind gets sooo mushy so fast, oh and the way she’d apologize if she came too quick, you’d just look at her while she tried pleading with you, knowing her fate.

megan wasn’t the biggest fan of edging, or even teasing but you made her cum so many times without contact that she grew to enjoy the teasing.

anytime she’d piss you off, she’d ask what her punishment was and would try to do it herself but she was so bad at it that you would still have to help her :((

she’s suchhhhhhhh a loser too, like shes so stupidly in love with that she doesn’t even realize some of the things she does.

the poor girl loves fake sympathy so much that she can’t even tell when you’re serious or not, you could say something like, “oh baby, it’ll be over soon” knowing you have zero intention of ever stopping

[toxicityriot]

Guess I'm doing this in Chapter 5 :)

I need a fic with Breanna (Noah's mom) talking with Mirage and being all welcoming him into the family and stuff as a 'future son in law' but also she's like "if you hurt Noah in any way, I will personally have you rebuilt into a Civic!" And poor Raj is just like 0.0

Anyways we need to have her meet Noah's Porsche BF in the sequel :)

[gordonstanheight]

why was sheldon the only nerd to get a young spinoff. what if we needed young leonard. young raj. maybe not young howard i could not doom a poor kid to a bowl cut forever . ian hecox is still recovering

[thozhar]

Kerala has been widely lauded for having achieved human development goals comparable to those of economically advanced countries despite being economically poor. Its allegedly egalitarian economic model was highlighted as an alternative to neoliberal, free market policies. However, the ‘pro-poor’ policies largely passed over the plantations. Plantation workers have not benefited from the land reforms of the 1960s and 1970s, and thus the majority have remained poor, landless labourers working within the exploitative plantation system. Moreover, the women plantation workers face multiple levels of discrimination because they are, at the same time, Tamil, Dalit, and female. Remarkably, though, the Pembillai Orumai challenged the negative caste prejudice and ethnic stereotyping of the plantation Tamils. The ethnic stereotyping of lower class Dalit Tamils is epitomised by the slur ‘pandi’, which symbolises the inferior in the oppositions of modern/non-modern, and resourceful/unresourceful. The portrayal of the Tamil plantation women as unresourceful was evident in the racist colonial conception of Tamil plantation workers as hard working but unintelligent. Echoes of this imagery were everywhere during the Pembillai Orumai strike. Many commentators, including trade union leaders, framed the strike as an anarchist act that could not be considered a proper form of resistance. They also repeatedly claimed that ‘invisible forces’ instigated the strike, an accusation the leaders of Pembillai Orumai strongly denied. These accusations were meant to rob the underclass—lower caste—Tamil speaking women of their due credit by suggesting they were incapable of organising themselves. Yet it was this very community who designed and implemented a model of resistance that interrogated the contradictions of the widely celebrated Kerala development model and its egalitarian claims. And as all actions, this one had its own momentum. It also became an act of rebellion that challenged the social relations responsible for their alienated condition, including the ethnic stereotypes that characterised them as inferior. It was an attempt to reclaim human personality in a Dalit liberation tradition, not only for them but also for their men and their dead indentured ancestors.

— The women strike back: the protest of Pembillai Orumai tea workers by Jayaseelan Raj