#but then i changed to ko ki ko and i think that changed the piece too

[protagfolly]

shadow

[sparkles-oflight]

Metulji

Synopsis: Angst BoKris Fanfic inspired by Metulji. We follow Bojan, who is trying to fall asleep, alone, missing his "beloved" more than ever.

Disclaimer: Please think of these as characters and not the actual people. I don’t encourage anyone to send this to any of the actual JO members nor do I encourage people to force any type of relationship between anyone.

Sensible topics implied: Anxiety

Author's note: I started crying when I wrote this at midnight :') It had never happened to me in a fanfic. I recommend reading it at night for extra pain.

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Laying down the half-empty bed, he gripped onto the sheets.

Alone.

He was alone in that dark blue night. The light that came out of windows was barely enough to see his own hand grip.

The smell, the voice, the silhouette of his beloved had left him. The sheets felt colder than ever. His tears had now replaced the bright smile he enjoyed so much.

He missed touching those curls, tangling his fingers as he kissed his beloved.

But the butterflies were all gone.

He wanted to reach out for a hand that wasn't there. He wanted to cry but he couldn't drown. He just wanted to rest and take one last breath.

It was exhausting. It was terrifying.

"Bojan?" A voice so familiar to him resonated in his mind. He knew it wasn't real.

- Bojan. - he opened his eyes to a bright orange environment.

Next to him, Kris was concerned. Bojan was gripping onto his sweater.

- Having a nightmare?

- Are you real? - the famously brave singer was scared, terrified about the idea of all of this being an illusion.

- Of course.

- Am I dreaming?

- Well, I'm flattered I'm a piece of your dreams. - Kris smiled.

The smile Bojan missed so much.

The light stand allowed him to see Kris' face and body as Bojan traced them with his fingers. Then, he moved his hand to his hair.

The butterflies were all over Bojan's stomach making him more excited than ever, but also anxious...

- I love you. - Bojan said.

Without a single word, Kris scooted closer holding him in an embrace.

Bojan gave in and let himself be hugged as Kris pat him on the head.

- I love you too. - Bojan felt a tear of Kris' eyes fall on his hair.

Bojan didn't want to cry. He wanted to be the strong one. He wanted to stay in that embrace forever...He wanted to stay with his beloved.

- Začutim te - "I feel you" - Vsakič, ko se spremeniš - "Every time you change".

Kris softly sang a song familiar to both of them...

-  Slišim vsakič, ko mi nekej zamolčiš - "I hear you every time you keep something from me" - Solze so nadomestile tvoj nasmeh - "The tears replaced your smile".

Kris took a deep breath before continuing and that breath helped Bojan calm down.

- Ne svetijo se ti več kodri v laseh - "There are no more luscious hair curls in you" - Ne spiva mirno, odkar metulji so odšli - "We don't sleep calming since the butterflies left".

Bojan wanted to stay strong, but that was only a want.

- Čakava tiho, da se nekej dogodi - "We are quietly waiting for something to happen" - Plavajo sanje, nosijo ure najine - "The dreams float, carrying our hours" - Naj mi jih vrne, ta ki jih ukradel je - "The one who stole them may never give them back to me".

He started crying hard, gripping onto Kris stronger than he had ever. The feeling of that familiar sweater was the only thing that helped him find his ground.

- Za roko te držim - "I'm holding your hand" - A se ne dotikava - "But we aren't touching"

Bojan felt a hand trying to grip his.

- Utapljajo se oči - "The eyes drown" - A ne jokava - "But we aren't crying"

Kris described all those contradictions...

- Za roko te držim - All those lines Bojan knew too well - A se ne dotikava.

All those lines he wrote.

- Pleševa zadnji ples - "We are dancing our last dance" - Da spet zadihava - "So that we can breath again".

Bojan finally did the thing he was terrified to do...He tried to remember the familiar smell of his beloved and when he did.

He opened his eyes.

- Prepih v temi, počiva v moji postelji - "Draught in the dark, it rests in my head" - Ko me objame se mi v glavi zavrti - "When it embraces me the world keeps spinning".

Bojan was alone in the dark blue room. Back to square one.

- Obrnem se na tvojo stran - "I turn to your side" - A komaj vidim tvoj obris - "But I can barely see your face".

But Kris' voice kept resonating in his mind as if the universe was mocking him.

-Z' mojе obleke, se zgubil je tvoj odtis - "Your traces are gone from my clothes".

- I KNOW! - Bojan yelled.

Sobbing out loud. Louder than he had ever in his life.

- I KNOW THAT YOU HELD MY HAND AND WE WEREN'T TOUCHING. - he got up and started walking around in circles, panicking - I KNOW OUR EYES DROWNED AND WE WEREN'T CRYING! I KNOW WE DANCED SO THAT WE COULD BREATHE AGAIN! I KNOW ALL OF THAT! I WROTE ALL THOSE LINES.

He started taking it all out on the pillow. He was done being mocked. He wanted to forget everything. He wanted to destroy everything. He wanted...

He wanted to re-live everything. He wanted to rebuild everything.

If there really was a God, did it want to see him suffer? Did it want Bojan to feel as if he was dying? How much suffering did it want to inflict on him?

His heart was about to explode as if he had run a whole marathon.

He tried to remember that calm breath that helped him so many times.

And as his heart calmed down...

- God... - he looked at the pillow - I loved you so fucking much. More than anyone could.

He finally let himself rest on said pillow as he collapsed from exhaustion.

"When did the butterflies leave us?"

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Afternote: A dream within a dream, yay! I love writing dreams and nightmares (Ask my scriptwriting teacher, that's what I'm best at). So...don't ask me what happened to Kris. I don't know. But something broke these two apart.

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[gobind-631]

Pls note(yeh walla pehle post karna bhool gaya tha..khair ab kar raha hoon)..

Stuff to follow..(also all those previous parts..dat have recently posted)think of ‘em as scribbles(rough kinda notes..i mean..wid probably plenty of room for correction(s) here/there..(for eg…grammar related corrections..n similar such stuff …)

Rough sort of work..rough coz have been written on d fly(dis 1 too has been similarly written)..all these 16 parts..n also never been revisited (wid an aim/eye towards wanting to correct stuff/so can come across stuff dat probably calls for/requires some kind of a rectification )even once..

Ideally/as a rule..I try n revisit stuff dats been written by me..at least once..ie.. b4 posting it out..(ie..wanting to correct mistakes/errors dat may have inadvertently happened..errors here cud b spelling related /grammar related.. etc..cud even b content related sometimes)..

But dis time round have on purpose avoided doing dis(dis revisiting bit.. I mean)..

Why u ask?…”Coz Gobind Ji desires/wants it dis way..dis time round”..

Am frankly not in d know why he desires/wants it dis way..not my place to question him..so shall go along wid watever he desires/wants..

[Sirf itna hi nahi bhailog..Gobind ji ab yeh bhi keh rahe the ki “aap ko ab ..in 16 parts wale piece ke liye..koi achcha sa..ek apt kisam ke title ka bhi chunav karna hoga.

..bas phir kya tha.. yeh sunte hi..maine unse usi waqt pooch liya tha..

“One Big (Royal Kinda) Dump”.. yeh wali title kaisi/theek lag rahi hai aap ko..zara batayega…apt hai?..

Yeh sunte hi..veh muskurate hue kehne lage..“Ekdum sahi.. ekdum sahi… mann prafullit ho utha hai....yehi rakhna.. bas yehi rakhna…tathasthu!!!..

[Hum jab Gobind ji ko khush karte hai.. phir uske aage aur kuch karne ko khaas bachata nahi hai waise..kaafi sundar dikhte hai ve…muskurate hue..(dekho toh jaano)]…

Waise kuch kuch places main ..mere dwara likhi gayi text ke kuch sections ko ..maine ek AI tool ke dwara parse karte hue..uske output ko yaha par paste kiya hua hai....

Yeh sirf aur sirf isiliye kiya hai kyon ki veh yeh bhi chahte the ki .. iss piece ke ek bade hisse ko ..Good Friday se lekar Easter ke aas paas tak poste kiya jaye..(pata nahi kyon.. ve aisa chahte hai)..

Toh bhailog Jahan jahan parse kiya gaya hai..wahan sirf grammar related errors ko rectify karpane ke hisab se kiya gaya hai..(time constraint laga diya gaya tha isiliye)..[original (on d fly wale)core content ko retain kiya hai.. usmain koi changes nahi..(aur na hi parsing ki vajah se kuch extra text ko add kiya gaya hai)

Jan main hi rough tarike se sab already likh liya gaya tha.

**Baad main.. (much later) ..correct karke (wherever required..dat is)..(aur correct order main bhi).. sab kuch phir post krdunga..

[Time hai toh hi padhna bhailog..waise mujhe farak nahi.. koi padhe ya na padhe (not being rude here honestly.. only wanting to save u all some time dats all)hum toh bas isiliye likhte/post karte hai..kyon ki Gobind ji aisa karne ko kehte rehte hai.. bas yeh baat hai..aur kuch nahi]

[fanficclub]

So, I’ve watched Shadow and Bone.

I know there is a book series, and the story is almost surely better there, but I am wary of reading a book about a fictional russian empire right now...

But ignoring all that, let’s talk about the russian and “russian” words in the story!

(spoilers ahead, I suppose)*

First, a mild one, but “Grisha” is a name, and it’s pretty common - a short form of Grigoriy. It’s alright, just a bit amusing)

As we are on topic of names, the surname “Morozova” is perfectly fine. And when you say, for example, “Morozova amplifiers” it sounds natural, because in russian, the words, including surnames, are inflected depending on the question they answer - in this case, “whose?”. The problems begin, when we start using the surname in the default form. You see, in russian, like in many slavic languages (Ukrainian included), all words have a gender: female, male, or neutral. And because the words of a certain gender often have a similar structure, we assign a gender to certain surnames as well. For instance, Kostenko (Shevchenko, Prokopenko) would have no gender, because it ends with -ko, but Ivanov (Trunov, Popov) has a male gender, because of the consonant at the end (not a hard rule). The surnames that are not neutral come in pairs, with a female and a male form:  Ivanova-Ivanov, Trunova-Trunov, Popova-Popov. So when a man has this surname, he gets a male version, and when a woman has it, she gets the female one.        So, back to the book: you probably already guessed, but Morozova is a female surname. When a man has this surname, it becomes Morozov. So, Baghra Morozova and Aleksander Morozov.

Up next, “merzost”. This one is nice, though I don’t know why ancient knowledge of spells would be called  “vileness”, “nastiness”, and “filthiness”. I’m sure it is clear in the books.

Talking about magic, “nichevo’ya” makes only half a sense. “Nichevo” literally means “nothing”, so good here, but “ya” means “I”, and, besides that, you would never put these words in this order, and you would certainly not merge them together in one word. Idk what was the purpose of this addition.

The different Grisha classes only sound vaguely russian, but are not actual words, so I’ll skip them. Perhaps I’ll only say that since they all end in -ki, they are plural: Corporalki, Etherealki, Materialki. So a singular of these would probably be Corporalek or Corporalka - but again, these are not words, so I’m guessing.

”Volcra” is, I think, just a new word. It doesn’t really sound russian. 

I gathered that the First army are often called “otkazatsya”, and I’m not sure why. First of all, it’s not a noun or an adjective - it’s a verb. It means “to refuse/renounce/disavow”. Maybe the point was that they are refused the powers by the universe, but the connection is very shaky. And why a verb?..      They could use, for example, “brosheniy” - meaning “the one that got abandoned”. 

The ship name “Volkvolny” is actually two words: “volk” and “volny”, meaning “the wolf of the waves”. A good name, I think. 

Seeing a guard being called “oprichniki” made me cringe, mostly because it reminded me that Ravka takes after the russian empire (how terrible).

”Kefta” is not a russian word. However there is, I just learned, a Turkish dish called kefta or kefte:) Here, I think the author meant “kofta”, which is a general word for a piece of clothing like a sweater with buttons at the front, but changed one letter for fun. In the show, they kind of look central Asian, so I thought the word is specific, but no. And wouldn’t it be nicer, if Ravka was a country based on central Asia, rather than the empire that occupied it...

These are all words I can remember now, feel free to tell me if I missed something. I am honestly a bit baffled by all the inconsistencies. Could they not hire one(1) russian speaking person to look over the script?

*I am not russian, thankfully, but I live in the territory it former occupied, so I speak the language.

[hissterical-nyaan]

The Promise

Pairing - Bucky Barnes/Desi! Female reader

Warning - Angst, sad ending, more angst

Summary - Bucky Barnes broke one promise that meant the most to Y/N

Word count - 1.5K

A/N - This is my first ever fanfic, I am very anxious so please be gentle with me :) This was created purely to make y'all cry lol. This is a songfic of "Lag ja gale" of Lata Mangeshkar ji. I absolutely adore that song and found it quite fit for this story!!! Also English isn't my first language and there might be grammatical mistakes. Thanks to @soradragon for beta reading this and helping me complete it, you are a blessing. Love you 💙 happy reading folks!

It was  peaceful in Wakanda, a cool night had taken its place from the hot humid air of the day, the stars were shining bright and serenity hung in the air.  It was impossible to imagine what the next day would have in store for everyone. No one had a clue that tomorrow was the day that would change everyone's lives forever.

There was the sound of soft humming coming from the modest hut which housed the one and only the White Wolf and his lover.

Inside was you, singing songs softly in your mother’s tongue before the two would go to bed for the night. It was a nightly ritual the two of you shared. For Bucky had found your voice so soothing it would chase away the recurring nightmares that would haunt his sleep every night. Bucky Barnes was unable to sleep without his love in his arms, without her angelic voice singing for him, and without her soft hand weaving through his hair. 

You had an awful day today, throughout the day you felt anxious and restless. As if your mind has been screaming at you that something bad was about to transpire. You had no idea what, but it was bad. if there is one thing you hated most, it would be not knowing what will happen next.

You liked being prepared for everything! Your distressed state made you itch for your ma's presence and her wise words. So the next best thing to feel like she was there was to sing your ma's favourite song. It was a song you had  beautiful emotional memories attached to.

Lata ji's masterpiece ‘Lag ja gale’. The song that always left you peaceful.

"What's on your mind, chaand? No cheesy love songs today?" Bucky teased lightly, slightly puzzled by the song choice. Normally, you would sing more happy, sweet love songs when you were in a good mood, not to forget how out of character you acted the entire day. 

"Acha? You said you don't like my cheesy songs na, so I thought today I will comply with your wish and not sing my ‘overly romantic, Shona Babu songs.’”  You shot back, poking your tongue out as not to worry him. Bucky pouted slightly.

"Arre baba okay now don't pout, I was just joking. I will sing the cheesy songs again tomorrow, right now this song just feels right to me.” Hearing that, Bucky mumbled a quiet yes and snuggled deeper into you, holding you tightly and moving his head ever so slightly to listen to your voice.  

Lag Ja Gale Ki Phir Ye Hasin Raat Ho Na Ho

Shaayad Phir Is Janam Men Mulaaqaat Ho Na Ho

Lag Jaa Gale Ae Ae… (Embrace me, dear, who knows whether or not this beautiful night will ever come again. Maybe in this life we may or may not meet again)

You remember the first time you met Bucky, in Shuri's lab. You were a   good friend of Shuri. You were a researcher staying in Wakanda with T'challa's permission and eventually befriended the Princess. The two of you loved to talk about anything and nothing. One day Shuri told you about the Winter soldier staying here in Wakanda. You had heard many things about him, but never had you seen him in the flesh. Till you saw him come into the lab, bruised and eyes swiming full of emotions, but the distraught was the most clear in those blue piercing eyes.

It was at that moment that you had decided you would help him, and try to soothe the aches and scars that had been covering his fragile heart. He was put in the cryo soon after your first encounter, but you couldn't help but think about him often.

Ham Ko Mili Hain Aaj Ye, Ghadiyaan Nasib Se

Ji Bhar Ke Dekh Lijiye, Ham Ko Qarib Se

Phir Aap Ke Nasib Men, Ye Baat Ho Na Ho (I have been given today, this time by destiny. To your hearts content see me closely, who knows, if your destiny, may present this situation again.)

Six months later, Bucky came out of the cryo and on his request, was given a small hut away from the palace in the fields. You often saw him, with his tiny herd of goats. You remember how one tiny goat - which Bucky had endearingly called Steve -  was the one who caused you to talk to Bucky. Maybe that's why he was still your favourite goat, afterall he was responsible for giving you the love of your life.

Shaayad Phir Is Janam Men Mulaaqaat Ho Na Ho

Lag Ja Gale Ki Phir Ye Hasin Raat Ho Na Ho (Maybe, in this life, we may or may not meet again. Embrace me dear for this beautiful night may not come again)

Your phone rang suddenly. Bucky moved his head from your lap as you moved to get the phone, it was your brother who was calling you. It puzzled you, it was nearly midnight in India. "Y/N….jaldi aaja yaha… ma aur papa ki car crash ho gayi...I am so sorry, hum unhe bacha nahi paye." You went numb...The words didn’t make sense, you couldn’t make sense of them... Ma papa? No, no this can't be happening. You...you just talked to your mom a few hours ago! Bucky’s arms wrapped around you, holding you so close. He whispered some words into your ear trying to soothe you. But you couldn’t hear them, your mind just kept repeating your brother’s words inside your head like a mantra. That’s when the tears fell, soaking Bucky’s shirt. You didn’t remember you screamed. 

Paas Aaiye Ki Ham Nahin Aaenge Baar-Baar

Baahen Gale Men Daal Ke Ham Ro Le Zaar-Zaar

Aankhon Se Phir Ye Pyaar Ki Barsaat Ho Na Ho (Come closer to me, as I will not be able to come to you every time. Put your arms around me and let us cry our hearts out. Who knows, if our eyes will ever see these tears of love again.)

You couldn’t imagine what you would be without Bucky, your Bucky. He was your rock, You couldn't live a day without him. From the day you confessed your love for each other till today, not a day has gone where he wasn't showering you with love. Even through all his trauma and pain, he did his absolute best to be there for you, his sweet, sweet Y/N.

Shaayad Phir Is Janam Men Mulaaqaat Ho Na Ho

Lag Ja Gale Ki Phir Ye Hassin Raat Ho Na Ho

Shaayad Phir Is Janam Men Mulaaqaat Ho Na Ho

Lag Ja Gale Ki Phir Ye Hassin Raat Ho Na Ho (Maybe, in this life, we may or may not meet again. Embrace me dear for this beautiful night may not come again)

Remembering the past left you in an emotional mess, you didn't even realise when the waterworks started.

"Chaand? Hey, no shhh why are you crying? Is everything okay? Talk to me."

"Bucky?"

"Haan chaand?"

"Promise me that you will never leave me." You uttered in a broken whisper

"I promise."

He broke that promise. Bucky Barnes broke his promise and left his chaand. It happened so fast, the Avengers fighting Thanos, and suddenly everyone turning into dust.

You felt helpless and scared, numb and cold. what was happening? Bucky had told you to not come out of the palace unless told. He didn't want you to be in harm's way. No, his Y/N was too precious, he can't risk it. You reluctantly agreed, but you weren't of much use on the battlefield anyway. You just hoped your love would return to you very soon.

Steve broke the news, and your whole world collapsed in front of your eyes.

"Steve, no..no it can't be... please tell me you are lying. This isn't the time to joke around! Where is he!?" you couldn't help but scream at him. All your dreams, hopes and future with Bucky shattered. He was gone, in just a snap.  It couldn’t be real, this was a sick joke. that had to be it. A sick joke…

But deep inside, you knew it was real. All of it was real. The world around you seemed to crumble, all of it came down, it was as if someone let a glass cup fall and it shattered in a million pieces. Unable to be put back together again…

Now you had no one, no mom and dad, no Bucky...He was your rock wasn't he? He wasn't supposed to go...

After a few days, Steve offered to take you to America with him. The least he could do for his pal was to make sure the girl who had his heart was taken care of. But you couldn't go, it was too painful. Brooklyn will always remind you of Bucky, and you promised him when the time came to go back to his home, you will go together. No, unlike him Y/N L/N knew how to keep her promise.

You went back to India, to start a new life. A miserable one. If only you would have known that the last song you’ve sung to him would come true. 

You never sang your mother's favourite song again

Tagging - @spiderrpcrker @a-dragon-under-the-stars @lil-stark @jacquessouvenier @soradragon (I hope you won't mind me tagging you!) And I also hope you liked it :))

Translations (please let me know if I forgot to translate something) -

Chaand - Moon (an affectionate term in this context)

Acha - Really (in this context, it can mean many things otherwise)

"Y/N….jaldi aaja yaha… ma aur papa ki car crash ho gayi...I am so sorry, hum unhe bacha nahi paye." - "Y/N please come fast here, mom and dad were in an car crash, I am so sorry but we couldn't save them" (ma = mom, papa = dad)

Haan - yes

[elvenladysakura]

~Chaar Kadam~

04

Pawn

He is like sea. Ever changing, thousand storms hidden beneath sleek waves. Vast, deep, deadly yet calm and soothing - when he wants to be. Kuwar Veer Pratap Singh is a sea, that Amrit suddenly finds herself stranded in the middle. His deceptive calmness hides a trench beneath, depth of which none has ever tested. She doesn't want to tread these waters, but the choice is between diving and drowning. Isn't that the choice of every life?

Amrit paces the length of her room. Door locked and lights dimmed. The foolishness of her actions makes her inwardly cringe, who was she fooling with this pretence of sleep when with each step her deceptively elegant chains chime.

"Chun Chun Chun" He had said. "As long as I keep hearing their ring, my worries will cease."

Chun Chun Chun

The anklets chime now, mocking her as if they were an extension of the wicked man who had them made. Those anklets could not be undone, she recalled realizing that with a sneering Veer over looking her. She'd rather cut them off her feet -

The sharp knock scatters her thought. Amrit stops just as the door rattles.

"I know you are not sleeping," Veer's voice filters through the door. He doesn't sound very pleased. Good, Amrit thinks savagely. Let him stay awake all night, listening to his favorite Chun Chun!

"Amrit!"

She has the urge to stomp her feet and irritate him further, but Amrit knows how to choose her battles. Veer has that unassuming wickedness of a naughty child, who'd do the most unexpected thing to get his way. Instead she goes and unlocks the door.

"What?" Tonight, she doesn't have the patience to entertain his tantrums. Amrit had pleaded a headache to get out of the dinner debacle, in fear that it would turn somewhat similar to the breakfast drama just that morning. She was annoyed, hungry and on the top of it bound in elaborate gold chains of the kuwar's choosing. At least she had to have the privilege to snap at someone.

Veer raised his brows, looking down at her from his impressive height.

"Dinner kar lo, humare saath," he says. "It's all been set up in the room, we are not expected down at the table with everyone."

She makes a move to walk past him which he prevents with a hand on the door frame. His eyes are burning when they return her gaze.

"Keep me waiting, next time I'll break open the door." He bites out menacing words against her ear as if they were a soft caress. Looking over his shoulder Amrit notices the servants bowing out of the room, the dinner arranged in a corner. Veer steps away as soon as they shut the door and mentally shaking her head at his antics, Amrit goes to the table set up for the two of them.

"Bina khaye sone wale logon ko, ab badi jaldi hai khane mein," Veer taunts from behind. "Stop!" He says sharply. Unwillingly, Amrit turns to look at him, wondering what new play he has thought up now? Was he going to taunt her with food next? Dangle a paratha in front of her like a carrot in front of a donkey? Veer shakes a finger at her in silent no no. With long strides he joins her at the table and pulls out the chair for her.

"Ladies wait for their accompanying gentleman to pull out their chair," he says offering her the seat with an elaborate gesture.

"Why? Woh kudh nahi kar sakthe?" She asks sarcastically.

Veer pinches the bridge of his nose before pointing an accusatory finger at her.

"Yahi yahi problem hai tum ladkiyon ki! When someone is doing a good deed, can't you just keep back and let him do it? No, you want to show your nari shakti instead!"

Amrit plops down on the chair and looks up at him expectantly.

"What is all this Kuwar sahab?"

Veer takes his own seat and looks at her pointedly.

"Training," he elaborates. "Aaj se, we will have dinner here in the room. Just you and me. I will teach you Rani ma's table etiquette to it's last t.

"Etiquette doesn't end with a t." Amrit points out. "Kiyun? Are you embarrassed on my behalf? I did tell you Kuwar sahab, I'm not the right girl for you. Shukar hai aap ko samajh aaya, dher hi sahi!"

"Pooch nahi raha hoon madam, batha raha hoon," Veer tells her as he places a plate before her and starts piling it up with food. "I don't need your opinion on it. I'm telling you how it's going to happen. You will practice during dinner - I'll see your improvement during breakfast with everyone. It may be a pretence, but you are my wife out there. My other half so to speak. I'd rather at least one half is spared of Rani ma's criticism." He shakes his head at some dark thought and serves himself. "Between you and me, I'm the disappointment - you, you are supposed to be perfect, behetareen, unparalleled - such that, Rani ma could never find one who is your better. You are my victorious move against her, my trump card."

His eyes gleam with a madness that fills her insides with a chill. Amrit realizes that she is unwillingly made a pawn in this battle between mother and son. She had no choice but to keep moving forward and the man behind her - dictating her moves - she wasn't certain if he was sane.

"Hmm," Veer says self satisfied. "Shuroo kiya jaayein."

He was a relentless teacher. Amrit wonders how Rani Sahiba thinks less of this son of hers when he was as tenacious as she was.

"So, as we eat - we'll talk about Pakistani prisoners."

Amrit's fork slips. Veer corrects her grip on it again and raps on her knuckles with the back of his spoon.

"Dyaan kahaan hai tumhara?" He admonishes and cuts her savoury roll into small pieces himself. "You can't keep watching your cutlery as if you are performing a surgery on your food. There will be conversation around which you have to participate in -"

He plucked one piece on his fork and brought it to her mouth. "Learn to multitask."

Amrit swallows the bite just to shut him up.

"What about Pakistani prisoners?" She asks.

"There's a list of those who were recommended to be released under Rani ma's campaign scheme. Want to check and see if your aashiq is among them?"

He pulls out a file from nowhere and flips it open. The smile he gives at her eagerness to reach for it is condescending.

"I've heard dogs learn tricks better when they are given reward treats - aaj dekh bhi liya."

Amrit ignored the insult in favour of checking that precious document. It was the culmination of all her efforts. She won't let a petty insult ruin it. Veer watched her in silence for a moment as she reads through the file.

"What will you do when you get him out?" He muses aloud.

"Nothing. He knows how to live his life."

Veer chuckles darkly.

"You want me to believe you won't want to go to him? That you won't run away?"

"Do you play chess Kuwar sahab?"

"Why? You want to learn that next?" He retorts.

Amrit shakes her head. Returns to her food and manages - perfectly - to take a bite from her fork.

"The first rule of any battle is to trust your enemy to do the worst and your soldier to do the best. You have placed me on your side Kywar sahab, you have no choice but to believe I will do my best. If you doubt your own soldier - your opponent will benefit."

For a moment Veer says nothing, then his face breaks into a deceptively bright smile.

"Shukar hai," he says. Shukar hai aap ko samajh aaya, dher hi sahi!" He pays back in her own words, adding his signature sarcasm to it. "You are my soldier. Don't try to be my queen." He offers her another bite. "I've learned my lesson of trusting women. You are left with nothing if you depend on them. Rani ma. Anaita. Tum. All you women know is to disappoint. Ab aur nahi - now I decide the rules of this game."

"Kuwar sahab -"

She jumps at the sound of the door opening. In comes Rani Sahiba, her face a mask of indifference. Veer looks at her annoyedly.

"I'm having serious doubts about your manners Rani Ma," he greets. "Zara dimaag mein zoor daliyein, somewhere - someone might have taught you something about not entering rooms of newly married couples without knocking?"

To his credit Rani sahiba doesn't even flinch. Amrit feels her face burning. She looks away. Rani sahiba being Veer's mother has the nerve to smile.

"You didn't come for dinner. I wanted to talk. It cannot wait." She says pleasantly.

"Kahiyein," Veer mimics her pleasantness. "I'm sure you took the trouble to come all the way up to deliver some shok bhara samachaar!"

"Since you are insisting Veer that I give your wife," she throws a dark look at Amrit. "All due respect and status of a daughter in law of this royal family...I have arranged for that one ritual you missed to force upon us." She pauses for dramatic effect. "It cannot happen that a new daughter in law has joined the family and the newly married couple as you so eloquently put do not seek blessings from our kuldevi? I have arranged a kuldevi pooja for you and bahu. You should prepare to leave tomorrow."

The chill in her smile and the way Veer had suddenly gone very still tells Amrit all she needs to know about this upcoming veneration. The woman has her son's cruel streak, for her eyes flashes with victory at the ghost like pallor in Veer's face. Amrit has the urge to reach out and take his hand - a misplaced emotion that she quickly stomps on. This is the man who made her wear those anklets. She's not going to forget that.

"Kiyun, you have a problem Veer?" Rani sahiba asks sweetly.

"Nahi." Veer's voice is little too high, little too cherry. "Of cause I have no problem." He looks at his mother, his eyes reddening, his fists clenched. "So you'll be going with us too, won't you Rani Ma? Or do you have a problem?"

"Of cause. I - I will." Her voice falters and Veer's fist tightens.

"Of cause," he says. "Of cause."

He rises from the table abruptly.

"If you could finish me off in the process I'm sure you won't think twice to poison your own food. Aap kha lijiye Amrit, humari bhook mitt gayie."

Throwing those last words as if he was spitting out the said poison, Veer left Amrit staring up at the sweet yet cruel face of a supposedly benevolent woman.

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[tellywoodtrash]

naagin5 08.11.20 lb

on popular demand! won’t be capping much unless the scene really needs a visual cue, so just stream of consciousness kinda bs.

IF I HAD A RUPEE FOR EVERYTIME THIS USELESS BITCH TALKED ABOUT BEING AN AAAAADI NAAGIN AND THEN DOING NOTHING TO ACT LIKE IT, THEN I’D BE AN AMBANI. AT LEAST ANIL.

same, jai. same.

naagvansh ki raksha my ass. she let so many snakes get blown up in yest’s ep. fucking dumbass. 

“hum jaante hain ki hum kya kar rahein hain!” lmaooooo really? coulda fooled me. y’all literally fucking up every single thing you touch. name one thing that’s gone right in the last 25 episodes for you.

cheelanshu needs to take bani to his therapist. she seems to have inherited anger issues from previous tv husband.

BITCH SAY YOU’RE AADI NAAGIN ONE MORE TIME I DARE YOU

oh ho husband has been exempt from sazaa. not at all a biased decision.

lmaoooooooooooooo jai having a tantrum always makes me lol.

andar daddyjiiiiiiii also throwing tantrum about betaji’s pati dharam stand.

I LOVE HOW NO ONE, INCLUDING VEER HIMSELF, GIVES ONE FUCK ABOUT HIS STAB WOUND TO THE HEART. DO CHEELS NOT HAVE THEIR HEARTS IN THE USUAL PLACE OR WHAT???????

here i change fictional tv boyfriends on a weekly basis and this dude sticking with the same chick from satyug onwards. hardcore salaam to this dude’s relationship counselor. excellent work being done with him.

lmao the dad is thissssssssss 👌🏽👌🏽👌🏽 close to chonch maar-ing his dumbass lovesick son.

"bass uss aadi naag ko marr jaaana chahiye, jab dekho phiss phiss karke beech mein aa jaata hai. phateechar, dharti ka bhoj. ek baat bataiye, satyug mein bhi yeh itna irritating tha???”  snorttttttttt. the exasperation with jai’s existence is reallllllllllllllll.

dad’s like BRO HE’S NOT THE ONE YOU HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT

veer so fucking lattooooo for his wife that he’s calling her AADI SHAKTI and all. beta thoda too much ho gaya.

lmao dad’s like TU IS SHAKTI KA SHIV NAHI HAI, AUR BANNE KI KOSHISH BHI MAT KARNA.

lol every time bani calls him daddyyyyyjiiiiiii, this dude’s lifespan reduces by 4 years.

"sweetheart, dekho tumhare wajah se mujhe itni daant pad rahi hai! pehle bol deti ki aadi naagin ho, main dad ko pata leta!” adslkfjldskjflsdkjfdf this fuckerrrrrrrrrrrr

dang veer baba offering daddy a damn good reason for keeping bani around here.

PONKY AUR MAYURI KI SHAADI OH LORD THE BRIDE IS DEAD

BTW I’M HELLA PISSED ABOUT THAT, I LIKED MAYURI AS A CHARACTER, SHE WAS FUN TO WATCH. certainly more so than stupid bani.

shukar he at least winced at the stab wound. main sochi wolverine style heal bhi ho gaya ab tak.

ohhhhh dangggggg ponky knows ki bhaabi is khatarnaak cheeeez and has to do with mayuri’s sudden disappearance.

lolllllllllllll veer’s halka halka call for mayuri just for formality’s sake.

oh boy we have a zombie morni on our hands????? (now there’s a show i’d watch!)

this is someone else (prolly jai) as mayuri right? he has practice being her.

simping for wife seems to be in the cheel blood. ponky is very distraught mayuri is leaving.

oooooooh daddyji knows it might be jai.

THIS IS YOUR BIG TEST??????? KNOWING WHO HER BEST FRIEND IS?????

hahahahahahahahahahahaha veer doing the “kat gayaa” gesture in the bg as ponky gets hung up on.

OMFG JAI BORIYA BISTAR UTHAAKE CHALA AAYA

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA VEER’S FACEEEEEE

maaan na maan, aadi naag mehmaan.

“OH BIN MAANGE MILNE WAALE DAHEJ” BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA

lmaooooooooooooooooo this is gonna be hella fun, these two idiots living under the same roof.

ASLKJDSALKJDLSAKJDLASKJ THE DAD LIKE MERA GHAR HAI KOI MUJHSE BHI TOH POOCHO KI IF I WANT THESE FUCKING SNAKES HERE?!?!?!?!  lmaooooooo i really feel bad for him. he didn’t want one snake in the house and now in a matter of minutes he’s got two!!!

cheel daddy pursing his lips in frustration when bani is giving her thakela lecture is The Biggest Mood

do minute pehle she was like this shaadi was your manmaani, now she’s telling that tumse shaadi karna meri khud ki marzi thi. nahi behen, decide karlo tum, ki kis side pe ho. yeh nahi trump supporters ki taraah stop the count bhi chila rahi ho aur count all votes bhi.

ofc this kinky fucker would get turned on by her revenge threats.

ok i’m bored with this scene now and fwding.

blah blah bani asking how jai knew mayuri’s best friend him hmmm hawwing blah blah dc fwding.

BANI YOU DUMBASS INSTEAD OF FIGHTING WITH VEER THINK OF HOW JAI KNEW THAT WAS MAYURI’S ROOM GOD SHE’S LITERALLY SO STUPID SHE MAKES RIDDHIMA LOOK LIKE A MENSA CANDIDATE

lol jai and veer’s stupid pissing contest finally got to bani and she walked off

“dhaabe waale!!!!”

“AADI NAAG HOON MAIN! IZZAT SE BAAT KAR!”

“kshama karna chaepppp ji!” aslkdjaslkdjaslkdjas

“main bani se bohut pyaar karta hoon, chaahe woh naagin ho ya baaghi.”  huh. is veer considered a furry (even tho bani has scales not fur) coz he’s into a whole other species?????????

lmao all the different cheel boys and their reactions at cheel daddy’s MY HOUSE IS FILLED WITH MOTHERFUCKING SNAKES meltdown. tapish (my fave) like yiiiiiiiiiiikes, daksh is pouring himself a drink, ponky is sitting in a corner sadly kissing his ring, while monil is ragging on him.

cheel daddy bringing in the big guns: MARKAAAAAAAAT

interesting how they’re all referring to markaat as male when yest it was a female voice. we love a gender ambiguous shadow demon!

ouffff i don’t really care about this basement lady.

don’t care about bani’s 8th i ammmmm aadi naagin speech of the hour either. 

ohohohohohoh power of mangalsutra scene bhi ghusa diya beech mein.

i’d say it’s huge progress that she’s stopped wanting to murder veer. honestly proud of you, sis.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaand she’s back on not trusting him. god she’s just sooooooo fucking irritating.

THIS IS HER PRIORITY RN????????? TO FIND OUT WHAT’S BEHIND THIS TEHKHANA DOOR???? DUDE. YOU JUST HAD A LONGASS DAY FILLED WITH MULTIPLE MURDER ATTEMPTS. CAN YOU JUST GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP????

sasur bahu faceoffffffffffff. chalo kuch toh novelty.

blah blah blah she’s too nosy for her own damn good, fwding.

24TH I AM AADI NAAGIN SPEECH OF THE DAY DUDE PLS JUST STOPPPPPPPPPPPPP

oufffffffffffffffffffffff these two idiots fighting over her like she’s an objecttttttttt. WHERE’S YOUR I AM AADI NAAGIN HEAR ME ROAR HISSSSSSSS POWER NOW, B????????

lmaooooooooooooo chaepu champakkkkkkk

“toh aur kya bulaaaon, chaeppu champak chomu???? woh kya hai, jo log baar baar haarte haina, unhe JAIIIIIIIIIII naam se nahi bula sakte!” lmaooooooooooo

THESE TWO FUCKING IDIOTSSSSSSSSSSS

lol this is the only time i have related to bani’s character, ever.

omg just make this the whole showwwwww. these two dumbasses trading playground insults. there’s a show i’d watch fucking everyyyyyy dayyyyyyyyy.

lmao cheel naagin households mein bhi navratre mein non-veg waale issues. universal problem this is, no matter what species.

daksh trying to taunt naagin bhaabi who has a knife in her hand. not the smartest move.

i love how tapish looks like he’s barely trying to keep from laughing. i like him. i hope his character doesn’t become OTT evil. i’d like to see him have a brotp with bani.

lol baby cheels got scared away with bhaabi’s snake eyes.

lmao, jai is here. now it’s gonna be a good morninggggg.

“shakkar lene jaa rahi hoon. KOI MERE PEECHE NAHI AAYEGA!” lololololololol

“baith jaa! juice pass kar!”

“abbe chaepu champak, tera juice bana doonga!” pfffffffffffffft

ohhhhhhhhh boyyyyyy, ponkyyyy and monil were the ones who raped and killed noor.

i was sad when i saw the promo this week had monil being killed coz he was the smiliest himbo and i liked him, but yeah, idc if bani kills him now. fuck them being “babies”. kill them rapey cheels!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WHY IS THIS SHUKLA SO DEFERENTIAL TO JAI???????? IDGI. like shakura, jai had some magic key or some shit, but why are mayuri and shukla soooooooo obedient????

anyway veer need to catch themmmmm alreadyyyy and fuck them up.

oh hi meera. looking hot.

meera isn’t meera, it’s bani.

TIME’S UP, MONIL!!!!!!!!!!!! ROT IN HELL, FUCKER.

oh god jai’s saying “interesting!” aage “veryyyyyyyyyyy interesting!” bhi bol deta toh screen ke andar ghus ke maarti main usse.

tharak gonna be the death of you monil.

why did she turn back into her bani form??? don’t the cheels have some power to see the last image in a dead person’s eyes or some shit? veer used it to find out jai was alive. why wouldn’t they do that thing when it’s one of their own that’s killed????/

CAN’T SAY I’M NOT ENJOYING BANI DROWNING A RAPIST. GO AADI NAAGIN, YESSSSSS BITCH, KILL HIM.

jaiiiiiiiiiiiiiii i swear to god you’re suchhhhhhh a naarad muniiii, ainvayi mein chugli kar ke uksaata hai. you’re a snake in a whole other way.

why did she have to turn into snake to dasssofy him? she dassofied mayuri in her human form???? nothing in this show makes sense to me.

basement aunty stomping away to god’s glory and distracting frmo important rapist murdering tasks here.

today in naagin5 and immj2 are companion pieces:

colors pe har show mein sink ke neeche koi qaid hai kya/??? someone tell me what’s the status in choti sardaarni and pinjra. oh my god is it happening in big boss too???? is some poor D list celeb stuck under the wash basin plumbing in hopes of winning obscene amounts of money????????

monil trying to leverage saying i’ll take you wherever the sound’s coming from, and lmao bani’s like bitch i know the way too. shut up and lie here till i come back to kill your ass.

cheeeeee, why she decide to go through the dirtyass pipesssss???

and yet again, the pipe of the sink has just opened into one random space in the basement. THIS IS NOT HOW MODERN PLUMBING WORKS YOU FUCKSSSSSSSS

why is she so shocked to discover someone captured here? who did she think was crying and making the noises to be let out? someone who’s in there WILLINGLY???????? god. dung for brains, honestly.

phew ok this took too fucking long don’t expect me to do this ever again. night night.

[lancermylove]

My One and Only (Part 2/2)

Fandom: MLQC

Pairing: Kiro x Fem!MC (Reader)

Warning: Contains a little angst

A/N:  Part 1 can be found here. This didn’t quite turn out the way I wanted but hopefully, it’s okay. 

Word Count: 1616

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Kiro was starting to feel suffocated with so many people surrounding him, so he made his way out to the balcony. 

'What a quiet and peaceful night.' As Kiro gazed at the shimmering gems in the sky, he heard footsteps approaching him. 

"Hi, Kiro," a pair of frail arm encircled him from behind, "it has been a while since we have spoken to each other." 

He recognized the voice right away. "Hollow, what do you want? Don't touch me." The singer spoke in an annoyed voice as he pushed her arms away.

"Ouch. Kiro, why are you always so mean to me?" She said in a fake, cute voice while batting her long eyelashes. "Oh, but I know a way you will be nice."

"I will never be nice to you, no matter what." Kiro replied, trying hard to hold back his anger. He started to walk towards the tinted French doors that led into the party room, but Hollow blocked his path. 

"You should learn to listen to others when they're talking to you, especially when the most beautiful woman in the world is talking to you," cooed Hollow as she played with Kiro's shirt sleeve. "As I was saying, you should go out with me and leave MC."

"Don't take her name from your foul mouth, and I have no reason to leave her." Kiro's anger was slowly starting to get the better of him. This was not the first time Hollow had attempted to win Kiro's heart, and frankly, he was getting tired of it. 

"You need a reason? Well then, I must say your girlfriend's song is very commendable. I was very impressed when I read it." 

"How - How do you know about the song? What do you mean you read it?" Kiro snarled as he curled his fists into a tight ball. 

"Now that caught your attention, didn't it?" She snickered. 

Kiro grabbed her shoulder and shook her, "Where is that song? What did you do with it?" 

"Oh, the song is with one of my close friends, and he is so tempted to shred it to tiny pieces-" Hollow was cut off by an angered Kiro. 

"Don't you dare!" His grip on her shoulder was getting tighter and tighter. 

"Relax, Kiro. I will not do anything to the song as long as you agree to date me and leave MC," she spoke while freeing herself from Kiro's grip, "let me know your final decision by the end of tonight." 

Hollow pecked Kiro's cheek and walked away triumphantly. Kiro remained paralyzed, and all he could hear was the clicking of her heels as she vanished into the party hall. 

'This can't be.' 

'Where did Kiro disappear to?' MC had been searching for a while. She let out a deep sigh and walked out to the balcony to get some fresh air. To her surprise, Kiro was standing in the middle of the gallery, completely frozen.

"Kiro, I have been looking for you everywhere." MC marched up to him with a pout, "Why are you standing like a statue? Kiro? I am talking to you."

MC poked his cheek, but Kiro ignored her and walked to the edge of the balcony.

"Hey...what's wrong? Did something happened?" MC whispered as she approached him and hugged his arm.

"Don't touch me," Kiro said, pulling his arm from her hug. For a second, MC was shocked as she gawked at her boyfriend.

"D-Don't touch me? My dear boyfriend, are you drunk?" She furrowed her eyebrows and placed her hand on her hips, "How many times do I have to remind you to go easy on the drinks?"

"I am not your boyfriend, and I am not drunk." He replied in a sharp voice, causing MC to wince a little.

"You are not my boyfriend? You're definitely drunk." MC took hold of his arm and tugged on it, "Come on, let's get you home."

"I said, don't touch me!" Kiro yanked his arms with force, causing MC to lose her balance and fall onto the marble floor.

"Listen carefully, I am not your boyfriend, and don't dare to come close to me, ever again." Kiro's actions and words were out of character, and MC was at a complete loss of words as she could only stare at him with tears in her eyes.

"You and I are over." With those harsh words, Kiro stormed towards the party hall.

MC jumped to her feet and ran after him, grabbing hold of his shirt. "You are b-breaking up with me? Did I do something to hurt you?"

While MC was pleading for him to answer her question, Kiro was holding back the tears that were threatening to fall. He swallowed a lump in his throat and spoke in a drained voice, "You haven't done anything wrong. I am just tired of you."

Kiro freed his shirt from MC's grip and sluggishly walked into the party hall. He made his way to a quiet hallway and rested his forehead against the nearby wall.

'I am sorry, MC. I can't let Hollow destroy your prized possession. I love you very much and...I am sorry.' Kiro balled his fist and punched the wall, trying once again to hold back his tears.

"So, you abandoned her?" Hollow's taunting voice rang through Kiro's ears. "Good, now it's just you and me."

"Where is the song?" He asked in a low voice, controlling the rage pent up inside him.

"It's safely returned to her house." She said playfully, "Now let's go!"

Kiro let Hollow drag her away from the party, but little did he know that MC was watching them from the balcony.

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(Narration change: MC’s POV)

Two long years had passed since my breakup with Kiro. I had tried hard to fix everything between us, but he refused to talk to me, and at one point, he even ended up blocking me. It was hard getting him out of my mind and heart, so I eventually gave in to my heart and quietly admired him from afar.

I sat in the cafe that Kiro and I often visited. 'This coffee was his favorite. Kiro...I miss you.' 

The TV was playing in the background, but for the most part, I was ignoring it until the reporter's words caught my undivided attention. 

"Now for the latest breaking news," the lady reporter blared in an excited voice, "the story about Kiro and the solo artist MC." 

'A story about me and Kiro?' I glanced at the TV screen. 'How did they even find out about that? Kiro's fans are not going to be happy.' 

"We have found out that superstar Kiro and MC had been dating two years ago. According to their close friends, they loved each other, but one day they suddenly broke up. No one knows the reason behind their breakup, but our leading investigation team has gotten their hands on valuable information. Suzuki san, please tell us what you have learned." 

I waited patiently for the reporter to finish the story while taking a sip of my hot coffee. 'They know the reason for our breakup?'

For a brief second, my mind went back to the moment on the balcony. 'You haven't done anything wrong. I am just tired of you.' 

"Our trusted source informed us that the reason behind the breakup was Hollow, the famous online celebrity." 

'Hollow? W-What is she talking about?’ My mind was rushing like crazy, making me feel dizzy. 

The field reporter continued, "Hollow was responsible for taking one of MC's composition and threatening Kiro with it. To prevent the song from getting stolen, Kiro dumped MC and began dating Hollow.”

After hearing those words, I had no idea how to react. 'Kiro wanted to save my song? How did Hollow even know about my song? What is going on?'

As I sat still, drowned in my thoughts, my eyes moved about the cafe and caught sight of a familiar figure. I arose from my seat and made my way to his table. 

His eyes were glued to the coffee cup he held tightly in his quivering hands. I quietly took a seat next to him and studied his face. Though he looked just as handsome as before, his usually bright eyes were dull, and his skin had grown pale. 

"What the reporter said - is it true?" I tried to sound serious, but my voice cracked as soon as the words left my lips. 

He didn't reply. 

"Ki-" I stopped midway, realizing that we were in a public place, "Mr. Chips, is that the real reason you left me?" 

I tenderly touched his hand, and though Kiro didn't reply, his downcast eyes told me everything I needed to know. 

"Your reason for leaving me was the song? I could have written another one. Why didn't you tell me?" I couldn't believe that he would sacrifice our relationship for my song. 

"Y-You said the song meant a lot of you. It was your first song and-" Kiro mumbled, letting his words trail off. 

My heart was in turmoil, and without thinking once, I embraced Kiro. "You meant more to me than anything." 

"Meant?" He sniffled. 

"No, Mr.Chips. Nothing is more important than you. You are my one and only love." I pecked his cheek and squeezed him tighter. 

"I am sorry, MC. Please forgive me." Kiro cooed and returned my embrace. 

"How could I not forgive you? After all, a wise man once told me that if a woman truly loves a man, then she would forgive him for the mistakes he makes."

“That man sounds smart.” Kiro chuckled before pulling me into a deep kiss. 

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kim/ron 20

Smutember day 20 - Adrenaline rush

Kim/Ron, E 2.1k 

(Ao3)

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Just a moment ago, everything was okay. Kim laughed at Ron's joke, keeping her eyes at the horizon and hands on the yoke. And then, she was falling through the air, with Ron next to her.

In the last minute of their doomed flight she tried to see why all of the controls of the small private plane went haywire, and when she realised there was no way she would be able to land, she told him they have to jump.

She was holding her boyfriend's hand as she felt air blowing through their hair, like they've done a hundred times and then, and just when she wanted to pull her cord, she heard a scream, and saw Ron's arms flailing in the air, pulling his cord for nothing.

If she had pulled her parachute open, he would be falling away from her at nearly full terminal velocity, with no chance of catching him even with her grappling hook. Kim spread her arms, and looking only at him, she manoeuvred her position to let the wind steer her towards him.

She would not dare to look down. She knew they were getting to the ground faster and faster, fifty meters every second.

Ron reached his hand, and the second she felt his fingertips she pulled him towards her, and only when his arms tightened around hers, she pulled the cord, praying they were high enough.

They didn't collide with the ground. They were alive. She saw her boyfriend's face through tears, and only then she looked down at the green treetops of the Amazon, approaching them with significantly slower speed.

- I got you. - she whispered, her voice breaking. - I know, KP. I know.

Another reassuring noise came from Rufus, sticking his head from the pocket in Ron's jacket.

For the first time in a long, long minute, Kim breathed in the air whooshing around them and exhaled it with a sigh of relief.

- We're off course, though - she noted, looking around - We might have to land on that plateau.     - I trust, you Kim. Also, try not to flinch around... Now.

Kim tightened her grip just when she heard a distant explosion when their plane with the rest of their equipment collided with the ground.    

The two looked at each other, exchanging wordless thoughts.

- Ron, Rufus, brace yourselves, this might be hard landing.

Shielding him from the impact, she let her body take the majority of force, hoping the leaves of the bush she was aiming at would do the rest. A second stretched into infinity again, as she waited for Ron's voice, and when he finally spoke, she did something she wanted to do for a long time.

- Kim, I'm fine, are you-

His voice drowned in her mouth when she pulled him into a salty kiss, as tears began overflowing her eyes. At least for now they were safe.

- Uh, Kim, we're no longer falling to our deaths, you can let go now. - Never. - she spoke through tears - I'm not letting you go ever again.

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With all their limbs intact, the two started thinking of a plan how to get back onto their track. They were, after all in the middle of a jungle, one of the densest in he world. Kim's heart sank when she tried contacting Wade, as it would seem her Kimmunicator took one for the team.

The two spent the first hour walking around the rocky plateau, hoping to find some place of shelter there. The sun was setting down, and if they could find a place to set up a camp above the treetops, instead of on the ground, they would at least be shielded from wild animals.

An optimist would call it a cave; a realist, a slightly deeper hole in the rocky wall they were encircling. But at least it gave them the shelter, and a place to rest and ascertain their situation. Kim sat on her folded parachutes, doubling as beddings, trying to gather her thoughts, still racing through her mind.

- Okay, so, our equipment is gone, and we have no way of contacting rest of the world. We know where north is, shame we don't have a map... - We do! - No, Ron, I told you, the GPS isn't working, so- - No, a map!

Ron waved a thick, pocket-sized, battered book at her, and watched as her face brightened.

- Admittedly, it still has Czechoslovakia in it, and Germany is divided into three pieces, instead of two, so I don't think it-

Once again his voice died down when Kim's lips crashed with his as she nearly toppled him to the ground, peppering his face with kisses.

- Ron, you saved ut! Did you manage to bring anything else? - Er, I have some snacks. - he smiled, much to her surprise - The vending machine was dirt cheap... - Ron, you are always so considerate... - she cooed and toyed with his hair. - Well, I knew we might need it here, I mean, I gotta balance the diet of the fruits here with something slightly less healthy...

Kim smiled at him, and the two burst into laughter, listening to the soft crackling of the campfire. Her hands coiled around him, feeling the soft material of Ron's parachute underneath them, and as she pressed her body against his, something clicked in her brain, and she broke their kiss so she could undo her shirt.

- Ki-Kim?! - Ron stuttered, unable to trust his eyes - No-Now? Here?! - Ron, I-I can't wait... - Kim spoke in low, breathless voice, one she herself couldn't fully recognise, as her hands dug into his shirt - I-I have to know if you're alive...

In the corner of her eye, she saw Rufus giving them a contemptuous looks before he stuffed his earplugs in, and ran towards their only remaining backpack to give the two a bit of privacy. He will get over it, Kim thought. He always does.

She concentrated back on her boyfriend, and let out a gasp when she felt his hands doing a bit of work on her cargo pants, though with the heat growing between her loins, she knew she would do it much, much faster than him. She stood up and in one fell swoop she disrobed herself, before doing the same to her baffled lover, finally letting their naked bodies collide.

- Kim, I don't- - No talk, Ron. - she shushed him. - Later.

She straddled him, and as their lips met once more, she finally felt her lover between her legs, and that he was as much into her spontaneous, wild plan as she was. For a split of a second, she thought of his mouth on her sex, of the long and delicate foreplay Ron was spoiling her with almost every night; the sight of his blonde hair above her tiny red bush and her fingers in them...

And then she impaled herself onto his cock, bypassing all of that. Her loud, primal cry echoed around them, and Ron could swear that it made a group of birds fly away from a nearby tree, though he couldn't be sure, as all he could concentrate on was his radiant girlfriend bouncing up and down on his cock with a mad gleam in her eye he didn't expect to see, especially here.

Kim didn't want his tenderness and gentlemanly behaviour. She wanted ruthless, rabid rutting she knew he was capable of, though from the wide-eyed stare he was giving her, she had to jump-start him into that mood. Her hips and legs worked overtime, coating his manhood with more of her juices that in turn only allowed her to speed up her frantic bounces.  

Their lips met in quick, aggressive kisses, short enough for the to let them breathe in their shared musk and heat with much needed air they were expelling, though Kim was doing it to a much bigger degree, fully justifying Rufus' earplugs. For a short moment Ron was glad, as her carnal moans and wails, cried into the night would surely repel any animals.

But as their spontaneous love-making continued, his voice slowly began rivalling hers, as his cries and grunts raised and harmonised with hers. His grip on her thighs tightened, fulfilling Kim's deepest desire to be as close to her lover as possible. Though the two never looked away from each other, in a split of second before the bliss consumed them, they saw the familiar sparks in their eyes, and as Ron pulled her against her, and onto his cock, Kim came, dragging him with her. But her initial cry was nothing compared to the series of high-pitched moans in quivering voice that reverberated against the rocky walls with each portion of his warmth Ron spilled inside her.

The two rocked their bodies together, as if competing against each other in some invisible race, fuelling their carnal desires.

A solid minute later, when Kim has calmed down, Ron massaged her backside, still shivering from the waves of orgasm, as well as the gentle breeze of chill air that was quickly combated by the heat from their love-making. Their lips met again, in a much longer, languorous, sensual kiss in which Kim explained in lengthy, silent details how much she needed him.

- So, do you think I'm alive? - Ron asked with a slightly croaked voice, trying to sound composed and cool. - Mhm I don't know. - Kim smiled - I think I need some more pro-OOF!

She yelped when her lover toppled her to her back, making sure that her head would land on his open palm first, as he slid the other, useless parachute for her comfort. Before Kim knew, her legs were on his shoulders, and the same man, who was surprised by the sight of her naked breasts a few long moments ago was now happily pounding her with a smirk on his face.

Kim let out a loud, unabashed "YES!" and let their bodies mingle once more. And as he exerted his dominance over her, first by mate-pressing her, and then taking her doggy-style, Kim had a sudden epiphany. This is exactly how they should have been doing it.

How it should be done at all...

Sure, delicate bedsheets were nice and all, but doing it in the wild, underneath a starry sky, has awoken a very primal part of her mind. True, they have done it in the park during jogging one time, and there was that incident in the changing booth in the mall, but those couldn't compare to this... Before she would let Ron climax again, though, she swiftly rolled to her back, temporarily losing the precious connection with him she regain at once when she closed her legs behind his back, locking him inside her again.

Their eyes met, and another, loud scream filled the air around them when they reached their shared peaks. And as Ron's seed continued to flood her womb for the third time, their moans and cries joined the sounds of the mating season around them, as the night was still very young for them.

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A long while later, they cuddled against each other, wrapped in their parachutes working as blankets. Ron was peppering Kim's shoulders, watching as she did the rudimentary math with Ron's pencil (he always carried one). She giggled when his mouth reached a particularly sensitive spot on her neck and turned towards him to give him another kiss.

- You want more? - Nah, I think I am all done for tonight. And for entire week, honestly.

Kim giggled.

- Well, we have to gather some strength through the night. We have a full day of trekking until we reach Manaus. - That's nothing for us.

He smiled and coiled his arms behind her back in a tight, loving embrace.

- Kim, I was gonna say earlier... - I know, Ron, don't worry. - she interrupted him - You brought the map, pencil, and snacks, those were more important than condoms. We will think of something once we reach the town. But even if not...

Kim paused and cupped his face, feeling his body tremble slightly underneath her touch.

- As I've said, I'm never letting go of you ever again either way.

She looked into his loving, brown eyes and watched as the uncertainty in them disappear with her reassuring words.

- Want something to eat, KP? I'm kinda famished after... after all that. - As long as Rufus hasn't eaten everything.

She laughed and gently moved their only backpack to see if they still had some food supplies left.    

[leila1]

OS: Recipe for Love

She sat by the poolside staring in the calming blue water sipping her green tea with a fresh leaf of mint. Khushi smiled looking at the plants as they moved to the wind. They reminded her of life and health.

It was a strange kind of satisfaction. Khushi had made peace with the situation. She was done fighting every single day. She couldn't believe the person she had become today, for good or for worse she didn't know. The last six months had completely transformed her life, she had grown and felt like she was a different person altogether.

After spending some much needed alone time Kushi picked up the newspaper, a habit developed over the last few months, and walked inside the room. She couldn't decide if she should have one last conversation or walk out without one. Another drama was the last thing she needed.

She scanned the room one last time to make sure she wasn't leaving anything behind. Everything that belonged to her had to be removed from this room, for it would be an insult to leave behind anything associated with her. Khushi pulled out a file from the drawer and left it on the table in front of the recliner. He would see it first thing upon entering the room.

As soon as she left the file on the table she heard the door open. As if a gush of excitement came through like a wind. There stood Arnav in all his glory. She was smitten once again, but reminded herself of the things she had to leave behind.

He was smiling, and his eyes had a strange shine to them.

"Khushi" he called in delight.

Just the sight of his wife made him happy, and filled his heart. As the days passed he only fell deeper and deeper in love with her. At times he couldn't believe how his life had taken a complete turn. Only because of one person. Her.

"Jee?" she said with a slight smile. The smile that didn't reach her eyes.

His expression from excited to confused changed within seconds.

What was in that file? And why was it in her hands?

"Yeh kya hai?" He said walking towards her.

"Aapki koi file hai" she said casually. Trying her best to avoid the delay of her departure.

"Aur tum kahan ja rahi ho?" he said looking at her purse

"Kaam hai kuch" she made sure she looked him in the eye. He wasn't just confused now, as worry started to creep up.

"Kya kaam?" he asked worriedly. "Sab theek to hai? Kahan jana hai? Main chod doon?"

"Aap to already chod chuke hain" she wasn't amused.

"Kya?"

"Kuch nahi, main late ho rahi hoon" She said as she put on a stern face.

She started to walk towards the door when he grabbed her wrist out of anger. He closed his eyes and breathed. Anger management was something he was working on but it would take time.

Khushi yanked her wrist from his grip. She was furious now. How dare he.

"Please" he said, his back still facing her.

"Tell me, kya hua?" He turned to face her. At an instance he almost got scared seeing the expression on her face. He had never seen her this angry.

"Kyun bataon, aapko to sab pata hai nahi?" the sarcasm in her voice wasn't missed by Arnav. He should just assume like always.

"Khushi please, tell me" he said walking towards her.

She stopped him from advancing towards her with her palm. He had no right anymore. Or rather never did to begin with.

What was he thinking? He is no longer her husband. Even if it was just on paper.

"I'm actually surprised" She retorted, folding her arms. "Aap kaise bhool gaye? Aapne to yeh 6 mahine din gin gin ke guzare honge"

He knew what was going on.

6 months.

His eyes widened before he took slow and measured steps towards her.

"Khushi" he said, placing his hand on her cheek.

She reminded herself and immediately removed his hand. Emotions had be put on hold for now.

With that gesture he felt hurt. Very hurt.

"Woh eik misunderstanding thi. How can you do this to me, you very well know how much I love you and that contract doesn't matter anymore"

She looked him in the eye, surprisingly not crying. He felt as if he was talking to someone else. This was not the Khushi he knew.

"Agar kal ko koi aur misunderstanding hogi to aap kaunse naye contract mein mujhe baandhenge?"

Hurt could be felt from her voice.

"Khushi-"

"Nahi, meri baat abhi khatam nahi hui hai"

Her patience had reached its limit.

"Aur aap kehte hain pyar karte hain? Yeh hai aapka pyar? Ek misunderstanding hui to zabardasti shaadi karli and now very conveniently decided to keep me? Itni meherbani kyun?"

She demanded answers.

Arnav couldn't believe his ears. Did he even know this girl anymore?

Arnav lowered his head, his eyes started to well up.

After a few seconds she spoke.

Did he really have nothing to say in his defense? No explanations?

"Pata tha mere kisi baat ka jawab nahi hoga aapke paas, aur agar misunderstanding thi bhi to kya? Kya aapne kabhi poocha mujhse ke main yeh shaadi chahti bhi hoon ya nahi?"

His eyes shot open and he looked up.

Did it mean she never loved him the way he did?

"Lekin ab in baaton ka koi faida nahi hai, mujhe yahan nahi rehna aur aap mujhe nahi rok sakte"

Khushi had made up her mind. She started to walk towards the door.

"Kya tum mujhse pyar nahi karti?"

She stopped before she could take another step out of the room.

He walked towards her, turned her around and repeated.

"Batao Khushi"

She couldn't make eye contact with him and what would she tell him?

He lifted her chin and urged her to look him in the eye.

"Nahi karti kya" he was pleading.

"Kya farak padta hai" She was disappointed. These feelings didn't really matter. She wasn't sure if she was willing to let him run all over her in the name of love, again.

"Farak padta hai" he said inching closer.

"Bohat fark padta hai" he said touching her cheek. His eyes were filled with remorse.

She removed his hand and turned towards the door.

"Lekin mere paas ab aapko dene ke liye kuch nahi hai"

She walked out the door, despite his attempts to stop her. Her disappearing figure broke his heart into pieces. But he knew fully well he deserved it. How could he be so selfish? But wasn't he always? When it came to her anyway?

He knew he had given her more bitter memories than happier ones. He could not blame her for this decision. Arnav's palms turned into fists, turning his knuckles white. Every single thing he had ever done to her flashed before his eyes. It finally dawned on him, he no longer had any rights on her. Not after what he did anyway.

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"Tumhara dimaagh kharab hai kya"

She almost yelled with frustration.

What was he thinking?!

Arnav lowered his eyes in embarrassment.

" tumhe andaza bhi hai tumne kya kiya hai"

Anjali s anger was justified. As much as he hated hearing these words he knew well enough that they were true.

" tumne to saari hadden paari kardi, sharam aa rahi hai mujhe tumhe apna bhai kehte huye aaj"

"Di please..i really am ashamed"

"Oh really and what exactly did you do to correct your mistake?"

Her tone was laced with sarcasm. Anjali was fuming. Who was this she was talking to. She couldn't believe her brother didn't anticipate the consequences. That is not how their mother raised him.

"I will keep the marriage" Anjali left out a sarcastic laugh.

"Keep the marriage? And by that you are doing a favour on Khushi?"

"No Di i didn't mean it-"

"Shut up Arnav"

Arnav? She was very mad.

"Bas karo ab tum"

"Do you even realize what you have done?"

The weight of his own actions didn't let him raise his head. No amount of apologies would be enough to show his guilt.

"Pehle zabardasti usse shaadi ki, sab ke samne uska tamasha banaya sirf eik misunderstanding ki wajah se?"

"Di maine aap ke liye kiya"

"Mere liye kiya tumne? seriously?"

"Bacha liya tumne mujhe yeh sab karke?" Anjali had surprised Arnav. He couldn't believe she was not bawling while having this conversation.

"Tum itne stupid kaise ho sakte ho?" She was fed up.

Her piercing look couldn't be missed.

"Di main sab theek kardoonga...promise"

He tried.

"Rehne do tum ab kuch nahi karoge pehle hi bohat nuksaan kar chuke ho"

Anjali was done with him.

"Ab kuch din at least usko sukoon se rehne do, jahan bhi gayi hai woh"

"But Di-"

"Pyar karte ho?"

He nodded, the pain in his eyes was evident. But most importantly every drop falling from his eyes was filled with regret.

"To phir socho ke pyar kise kehte hain aur tumne kya kiya hai"

Anjali told him coldly and walked off.

Arnav fell to the floor and cried uncontrollably. All his bottled emotions came running through, the walls he had created around his heart came crashing down. He hugged his knees and cried to his heart's content. He cried like a 7 year old Arnav did when his mother killed herself.

The desire to keep his loved ones close once again ignited and just like that day he couldn't do anything.

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It felt like an eternity since she had left, at the same time it was fresh in his mind like yesterday.

Nothing was the same in this house anymore, these past few months had only made everyone distant from him. He knew he deserved it. If she can be punished for absolutely nothing then the least he could do was make himself go through the same. However he knew it could not possibly be as worse as hers. After all Arnav was all about making it even.

He turned on the radio, a habit he had picked up over the past few months to kill the deafening silence, and placed it on the table by the pool.

"Good morninnnnggg Mumbai...ek nayi subah ek naya din, main hoon aapki host Samar aur aapka swaagat hai humare show mein"

He started watering the plants, one by one, caressing the leaves ever so careful making sure not to damage anything in the process, with close to no self trust.

" doston humare aaj ke special guests hain Khushi and Naina, beauty with brains, the power duo behind One Bite at a Time"

Khushi?

"Welcome to our show guys"

"Thank you for having us" Nainai gracefully replied.

"To kaisi hui shuruwaat, kya inspiration thi, what keeps you going, tell us your story"

"We started about 7 months ago, combining my love for food and Naina's love for travel we came up with this blog, it's our baby and we have poured our hearts into it and that's what keeps us going" Khushi replied happily.

His hands stopped midway. The plant that needed a little water was now overflowing. He ached to hear her voice.

"Food and travel is an exciting mix! So tell us what kinds of cuisines you guys have tried and all the places you ve been to"

Hearing about her endeavours and successes filled his heart with pride. A lone tear rolled down his cheek. He couldn't be with her at her brightest moment, to celebrate, to cheer for her. Maybe he didn't deserve to be there when she was on cloud nine. He had only brought her down.

"Thank you so much for joining us today and answering our questions, humein bohat maza aya aap dono se baatein karke, we wish you all the best " Samar ended the interview as the ladies shook hands and bid goodbye.

He wanted to leave everything and see her at this very moment. Arnav started walking towards his room when Anjali's words rang in his ears.

Uski mohabat ne tumhe ek nayi zindagi di

Aur tumhari mohabat me usne sirf sazain kaati hain

He closed his eyes and tightened his fist. Did Anjali not see his guilt caused him more pain than he had ever caused her? Did she not see he had gotten his punishment? Maybe no amount of punishment was enough for what he had done, especially if he claimed to love her. What he did was everything but love.

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Kya tum mujhse pyar nahi karti?

She still remembered that day just like it was yesterday. Every detail not only from that day but from those six months was very vivid in her mind as if written in a book and kept forever on that bookshelf. Something that you know is always there. This memory, she knew, was in the distant past but would forever be a part of her. But that didn't mean she had to grief over it. Life was about moving forward after all.

Khushi took a sip of her green tea and stared out the window. Her face laced with content and calm. She smiled looking at the tiny droplets of rain running down the glass window. Just like the sky cleared after the rain, so did life. Things eventually fall into place. Life had taught her that much now.

"Khushiii" an excited chirpy voice came from the hall.

She broke from her reverie and placing her cup on her desk jumped out of her chair. Her big bouncy curls danced on her shoulders, shining against her fair skin.

"Taste test karlo akeyyy!" Naina's voice was a mix of annoyance and urgency.

"Comingg" Khushi replied striding through her office and into the hallway. Her white knee length dress twirled with her every move.

"Try karo" Naina took a spoonful of coffee mousse and stuffed it in Khushi's mouth.

"Kiasa hai?" Her eyes gleamed hoping it would put an end to her hours of trials.

"Umm" Khushi's eyes roamed avoiding Naina's gaze.

"Batao bhi"

Khushi being Khushi taking her sweet time devoured on that one bite.

"Kuch kami hai" Her eyebrows scrunched up as Khushi kept a serious face. Naina's obvious state of trial and error had created a laughter riot in Khushi's head.

Naina started to taste the mousse with her finger and got deep into thinking what she missed.

"Mujhe to theek lag raha hai...tum mujhe dara rahi ho"

Unable to control any more Khushi broke into laughter.

"Haalat dekhi hai apni? Tum to marne se pehle hi bhoot ban gayi" Khushi teased looking at Naina's disheveled hair.

"Hilarious" Naina rolled her eyes and started to wash her hands.

"I knew acha hai, bas tumhare drame khatam nahi hote"

"Acha nahi bohat acha hai" Khushi said, giving her a side hug.

The two looked at the plate and Khushi ran to grab it.

"Mera hai poora!" and the two broke into laughter as the chase for the mousse began.

Khushi and Naina were brought out of their zone as they heard constant knocking on the door. Naina ran inside and Khushi towards the door.

She opened the door and was confused seeing the back of a masculine figure facing her.

"Yes?"

He closed his eyes and silently prayed for courage.

"Hi" he said hesitantly as he turned around. Saying she was shocked, was an understatement.

Khushi could feel all sorts of emotions running through her.

There stood Arnav Sign Raizada.

He couldn't believe he was finally seeing her. A whirlwind of emotions created havoc inside him. He was ashamed, hesitant, guilty, and wanted to envelope her in his arms. But he stood there frozen.

She looked more beautiful than ever. Her shiny hair sat just above her shoulders. She no longer had long hair or dangly earrings. Instead she now wore pearl studs that complimented her face. A white dress with abstract floral border gracefully hung around her petite body. He could feel the distance of months between them.

"Arnav Singh Raizada" she said as she folded her arms.

"Khushi" he said, moving closer.

"Kya chahiye" she said. The fierceness was evident in her eyes.

He stopped in his tracks.

"Kya hum baith kar baat kar sakte hain?"

"Zaroor kyun nahi lekin pehle mujhe yeh batana padega ke kaam kya haii" she wanted him to see how far she had come but he had to give reasons before entering her territory.

"Maafi maangni hai...har cheez ki" His eyes supported his words.

If there's one thing he had gotten better at over the past few months it was apologizing. He did it enough times that it no longer caused a lump in his throat.

Khushi was surprised, but then again time held the power to move mountains.

She moved out of the way and let him go inside. Khushi had the most beautiful office space. He could tell it was a labor of love. He was amazed and sad.

"Aaj main yeh nahi kehne aya, ke main tumse kitna pyar karta hoon yah mere saath chalo, na hi ke main tumhare baghar kuch nahi hoon" His eyes fixated on her hands.

Khushi looked down playing with the hem of her dress.

"Confession karne aya hoon, ke maine tumhare saath theek nahi kiya aur uske liye sharminda hoon aur meri yahi saza hai ke main tumse door rahoon"

Words that made his throat constrict, pulled her heartstrings.

"Yeh to nahi kahoonga ke maaf kardo, shayad main yeh deserve nahi karta"

She couldn't help but think of all those moments she wished her own death thanks to the man who sat before her with his head lowered.

"Bas tumhare samne yeh admit karke apne sar se bojh utarna chahta tha, maine tumhare saath aaj tak sirf bura liya, jis din se tumse mila sirf tumhe hurt kiya"

Khushi was at loss of words.This was not the Arnav she knew. He was a changed man, the pride and arrogance was nowhere near him. He had a certain softness in his eyes, the kind of clarity that appears after a storm.

"Ab mujhse kya chahte ho?"

"Kuch nahi, ab mujhe apne liye kuch nahi chahiye bus jaan lo ke mujhe ehsaas hai ke maine kya kiya hai"

Arnav had flipped to the other side of the spectrum. Khushi could see the effect her absence had.

"Mujhe khushi hai ke tum yeh sab kar rahi ho, garv hai tum par"

She smiled looking at the colorful walls.

"Thanks" she said in a low voice, as she looked at him with expectant eyes. She wanted to hear more.

"Thanks for hearing me out, main hota to shayad bohat ghussa karta, cheekta chiaata, lekin tum to Khushi ho, mujhse bohat behtar"

He stood up and straightened his blazer.

"Ab chalta hoon, tumhara waqt aur zaya nahi karsakta" he said looking into her eyes. She understood the weight of his words a little too well.

Khushi stood up as he turned around to walk towards the main door. Every step he took held its own weight. His heart yearned for her but he could not be selfish. It just wasn't fair.

He grabbed the door handle and froze as the words fell on his ears.

"Arnav"

He closed his eyes, oh how he yearned to hear his name in her voice.

"Itni der kyun lagadi?"

He wasn't sure if he heard it right. Arnav turned around to find Khushi right in front of him.

His questioning eyes urged her to repeat.

"I think you have suffered enough, saza ab khatam karo" she said touching his face.

He smiled and took her hand in his.

"I'm sorry"

"Apology accepted"

When you hurt someone you don't get to decide whether you hurt them or not, whether it was intentional or not. All that matters is what you do to make them feel better. For starters, acknowledging that the damage was caused helps. Arnav understood love was the final stage, before that one had to be willing to understand, respect and give that person the chance to explain. And that was the recipe for love. Arnav's love was pure but time had taught him what it meant to truly love in the practical sense.

[ipurpleyou1993]

My thoughts on:

Melting Me Softly

Starring: Ji Chang Wook/Won Jin-ah/Yoon Sae-ah

- For those who do not know, this series is Ji Chang Wook's comeback entry since his military service ended. So, safe to say, many have high hopes for the series. 😊

- How hard is it to lose the one you love - in this case, death? Bez, it's super hard.

This gets even harder when you do not have proof of their disappearance and ONLY ASSUME that you've lost them.

Imagine the pain of having to mourn a loved one that you are still hoping to find alive in the back of your heart and mind.

This may sound like a spoiler but I literally cried on the second episode. ANG SAKIT! 😭🥺🙈

- Family FIRST. We all love our family. I love how this series shows us that no matter our age, we will all still be someone's child and sibling. We protect and love our own. And we will do all things we can to support them.❤️

- Pateince is key. 💯 So for the pilot episode, I had so many questions in mind already. I found it very confusing. Although I have to admit, it will all make sense as the episodes progress. Hence the first sentence - PATIENCE IS KEY. 🙈🤣

The Gist:

The series is about two individuals who entered a cryonics experiment during the 1980s for a variety show.

It was intended to be a 24-hour experiment but due to unfortunate circumstances, they woke up 20 years after.

In total, there were 6 participants in the experiment. But only two agreed to show their face for the viewership of the variety show.

One of the two participants to to agree is Ma Dong Chan. He is the male lead in the story and is played by Ji Chang Wook

Ma Dong Chan is a renowned director during his time. He is known to have the golden touch for all the shows he directed turned out to be certified blockbusters. He participated in this program because he is the kind of director to do all-bizarre things to prove a point. He believes that it is possible to change the world through positive and innovative media platforms.

The second participant is Ko Mi Ran. She is the female lead in the story and is played by Won Jin Ah.

Ko Mi Ran is every woman out there - she does everything for her family. Especially for her special needs brother. The reason she participated in the experiment is for her brother. You'll find out more when you watch it. 😉

The story begins after they wake up 20 years post-freezing. In 2 decades, everyone and everything changed, though for the two of them, it was literally just yesterday.

See how they cope with the change and how things progress from there in the series. 💜

What I liked about the series:

- First of all, JI CHANG WOOK! ❤️ We all know that Ji Chang Wook is a certified OPPA. No questions asked. From Healer to The K2 to Empress Ki, he made us fall in love with him - ALL THE FREAKIN' WAY. 😍❤️😊

I love how Ji Chang Wook got the role of an angsty director this time. It suits him - with his charming looks and seductive charisma. 😉❤️😋 This just goes to show that due to his great acting skills, any role just works for the man.

In reference to his director role, I love how he always says (as Ma Dong Chan) that he became a variety show director to give the people something to look forward to amidst all the negativity the world brings.

And when asked: Why do you go extreme measures for a variety show?

He always answers: Because I have to do what others are afraid of doing to make a change.

You see? He gave inspiring a new meaning. 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

But seriously tho, it's so hard not fall in love with JCW. He's just... well look at that 👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻

- This is my first encounter with Won Jin Ah. I've got to say, the image of a frail woman suits her. She's sooooooo thin - LITERALLY. Hahahaha! I think one strong wind blow can affect her balance. 🙈😂🤪 But I appreciated her acting. Good job, girl! 💯

I like her character's feistiness, tho. She looks frail but her will power is strong. She will do everything in her power to support her family. Isn't she all of us? Hahahaha! Go for #GirlPower! 💜👍🏻💯

- I love the friendship of Ko Mi Ran, Kyung Ja and Young Seon. Despite the 20 year hiatus on their friendship, they still managed to chat and bond as if it was just yesterday.

Don't we all wish we have this kind of relationship? One that can withstand long pauses and boys coming in between. #SANAALL 😊❤️👍🏻

- The chemistry. ❤️ I've read reviews saying that JCW and WJA lack the connection required to make a kilig series. But I saw the chemistry. There's just so much push-and-pull going on that it makes the heart cringe and wonder - ANO NA BA TALAGA?!?!

- THE KISSING SCENE THAT WAS THE TALK OF THE TOWN!!!

SPOILER ALERT!

Check out this link👇🏻👇🏻

https://youtu.be/zveSVEdFuyI

Now we all understand why it trended that time. Who wants to go next?? MEEEEEEEEE! 🙋🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️

- I SUPER LOVE THE OST - BGM included. 💯👏🏻🎉 Tell Me, Please by Yeonjung is my personal pick! 😉😊👍🏻

As previously mentioned, I love all the music pieces included in the OST. They're all full of emotions suited for every scene it was played. Kudos to the music team of the series. Gujab! 👍🏻👏🏻🎉💯

I also liked the snippet of Can't Take My Eyes Off of You on the first episode (with Ko Mi Ran dancing in her PJ's). Hihi. ❤️😊💯

Link will be provided below for easier reference. 😊

- I love beautiful relationships between FAMILY. I liked how the family relations were displayed in the series - it was genuine and sincere. Makes you want to be a part of their family. 😊

- I love the comedy stint between Ma Dong Chan and his niece, Ma Seo Yoon.

In reality, it's actually rare for older people to listen to kids her age. But she is well-versed when it came to technological advances, what's in and what's not, and just LIFE in general. I found it funny because Ma Dong Chan actually listens to her and she MAKES A LOT OF SENSE - actually, she's MORE SENSIBLE than the adults in her home. 🤣🤣🤣

- I also liked the funny realization Young Seon had about her husband and son. This can be considered one of the best scenes in the series - for me at least. Hahahaha!

In reality (in the series), it is not intended to be funny. But it came across as funny to me because...well...20 years has passed and it is history repeating itself - literally. 🤣🤣🤣

Cons:

- Honestly? I found the beginning of the series very NOISY. All the shouting was literally banging my eardrums while watching. I almost skipped the first episode because of this. 🤷🏻‍♀️🙅🏻‍♀️

Also, the first episode was trying to be funny - and when I say trying, it was very evident that they were trying. Good thing tho, Ji Chang Wook was able to comvince me to continue watching despite this. 💁🏻‍♀️

- The 20-year love story gap did not quite work for me. Was too awkward to watch. Personal opinion, tho. 💁🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

- The acting appears to be too theatrical for me. It's soooooo exaggerated especially with the scenes of Hyeon Gi and Hong Seok. 🙅🏻‍♀️

- The villain's existence is somewhat "short-lived" and all over the place.

You're kinda expecting a lot of action since the series progresses in such a way but then, it turns out to be a "meh" ending for the villain. Then, the continuation of the evilness seemed as though it was put there just for the sake of it. 🤦🏻‍♀️

I don't want to compare, but I'm so used to korean villains who are so agitating that they make you cringe on so many levels.

Soundtrack:

Melting Me Softly OST Playlist

Just a bonus clip since I really loved the scene this was played in 👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻

https://youtu.be/AiIBKcd4m5Q

There goes my thoughts. Happy reading and watching! 💜

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Dragon Ball Z 185

Last time, Gohan transformed into a Super Saiyan 2!  In this episode... he.... kind of does it over again, I guess for anyone who didn’t see it in the previous episode.

So Cell laughs off Gohan’s power increase, and thinks he’s just doing the same pointless stunt Trunks did bout twenty episodes back, and the Cell Juniors go back to whaling on the Z-Fighters.   

But soon enough Gohan finishes transforming, and he’s clearly become something different.  

To be sure, the term “Super Saiyan 2″ wouldn’t be introduced for another year or so.   In the here and now, this form doesn’t have a name, and I guess you could make the argument that it’s not even a new form at all.   The first time I saw it, I wasn’t entirely sure Gohan had changed that much, except he was much stronger and much angrier.   But his hair is different, and the key feature here is the lightning constantly cracking around him.   You don’t always see that with Super Saiyan 2, and honestly you see it quite a bit with Super Saiyan 1, but it’s one of the things fans recognize about the SSJ2 form.   

But for a long time, the characters just didn’t have a name for this.    Gohan was the only one who could do it, so they just referred to this level as “When Gohan fought Cell”.    The dub referred to it as “an ascended Saiyan”, and the Japanese version may have called this “surpassing the Super Saiyan”, but that’s about it.  

Cell’s quite pleased to see this power increase in Gohan, since he was aching for a worthy adversary...

But then Gohan snatches the senzu beans from him, faster than Cell can follow, and that’s when Cell starts to wonder what he’s gotten himself into.

Then Gohan finds the nearest Cell Junior and just ends him.     One hit and he’s dead, and the pieces of him explode.   Gohan’s not clowning around.   

This is shocking to Vegeta, because he’s been struggling to beat these things, and Gohan just slaughtered one with one hit.   

Another Cell Junior tries to use Krillin as a hostage, and does this cool thing where he extends his fingernails like a cat.   Gohan just prepares to attack anyway, and the Cell Junior loses his nerve and releases Krillin so he can attack.

It doesn’t work.   Two down, five to go.

Back home, Ox King finally stands up to Chi-Chi and tries to convince her that Gohan is a brave young warrior defending the whole world.     For a hot second, he almost manages to get though to her...

But then she starts throwing shit and telling him he’s too easygoing about this.

Back at the Cell Games, Cell sends the remaining five Juniors after Gohan to see how he handles them all, and Gohan kills a third one.    At least this time he hits them more than once apiece before taking them out, so that’s about all the numbers game gets them.   

I should point out that the manga version of this is much shorter and farrrrrr more brutal.    When Gohan kicks clean through one of these monsters, you see blood and guts spill out of the pieces.   I’m pretty sure Toei didn’t want to recreate that level of gore, which is why these moments are in blue monochrome and the Cell Junior’s vanish in a puff of smoke.  

Nearby, Jimmy Firecracker can’t cover what he’s seeing, because Larry’s camera is broken, and I’m pretty sure his microphone stopped working too.  

Gohan hands the senzu beans over to Trunks, who passes them out to the Z-Fighters.    As Goku recovers, he reminds Piccolo that this was exactly how he planned it.   Well, he didn’t figure on Cell pooping out mini-clones, but who could have seen that coming?

In desperation, the remaining four Cell Juniors resort to finishing moves from the fighters Cell was cloned from.     One uses Piccolo’s Special Beam Cannon, one uses Krillin’s Destructo Disc, and the other two fire Ki Ko Ho blasts.   I think this was filler too, although it’s the first solid evidence that Cell’s design includes Tien’s DNA.   Krillin’s too, apparently.  

Guess what, none of it works.  

GOHAN FIGHTS FRIEZA DOT EMM PEE THREE

There’s a somewhat famous continuity error in this episode, where there’s only supposed to be seven Cell Juniors, but Gohan ends up killing an eighth one before moving on to Cell.   

So that’s one reason I’m showing all the shots of him killing them, because I could never keep count before.   I’d like to no-prize this and suggest that one of them managed to regenerate and keep fighting, but it just doesn’t hold up.    He tears each one in half and they explode.   No, there’s no getting around this.   Seven up, eight down.   Honestly, who even cares?   I could watch Gohan murder Cell Juniors all day.    What bugs me in the video games is that SSJ2 Gohan can’t kick them in half like in the show.

And from the sidelines, Goku remarks that Cell has reaped what he’s sewn.   He wanted Gohan’s full power, and now he’s got it.   

[rahmaelsayad]

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If you make a boy laugh, He likes you. But if you make a boy cry, He loves you.

Bahut gurur tha sbko apni daulat pe.. zara sa zameen kya hili sb aukat me aa gye..

I told my parents I had my eye on a bike for my birthday. They told me to keep my eye on it because my arse won’t be on it.

Finding friends that have the same mental disorder as you.

It can take me anywhere between 0.02 seconds and 3 days to reply to a text.

Sometimes it is painful to see that the people most appreciate is false.

Girls with open messy hair, chubby cheeks, a dimple, and spectacles.. Aww, you look so cute.!

Opportunity tends to knock once, then it’s gone…temptation, however, likes to stand there and lean on the damn doorbell!

Make your nature simple, the time will not be wasted.

Hope is the power that gives a person the confidence to step out and try…..

Alone doesn’t mean lonely, lonely doesn’t have to be alone.

Beauty is power, a smile is its sword..

We all need mirrors to remind ourselves who we are.

Things r beautiful if u love them.

If I could be anything, l would be ur tear, so l could be born in ur eye, live down ur cheek and die on ur lips…

You say it best when you say nothing at all!!

Sometimes, i want to meet myself from someone else’s point of view!

Shit happens. Everyday. To everyone. The difference is in how people deal with it.

Maturity is not when we start speaking big things. It is when we start understanding small things.

Sometimes I’ts better To be Alone.. Nobody Can Hurt You!

God is really creative, I mean.. just look at me! 🙂

Last seen 1980! 😀

Thinking holds what you feel, feeling drives what we think.

A friendship that can end never really began !

I dont have a lot of friends, I just know a lot of people.

A friend is someone who knows all abt u and accept u as u are.

Right or Wrong doesn’t ‎exist! When u have a ‎CONFIDENCE.

Life is Just a Journey.

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Be bold to own your mistakes in Life, accept your faults and improve your personality.

I speak for what i see, I stand for what I Beileve. I strive for what i want.

When u love someone, even though they hurt u nd break your heart, you still love them with all the little pieces!!

World is small and life is short.. Spread smiles and share peace.

People who tolerate me on the daily basis! are real heroes in my eye.

Life goes on with or without you!

I hate fake people. You know what I’m talking about. Mannequins. 😀

I am the circle, and the circle is me.

24 Hours Online!

Classic book is a book which people praise, but do not read.

Cheer up, tomorrow will be a better day, just believe!

It might take awhile, but eventually you’re going to find the good in goodbye.

When the past calls, let it go to voicemail.. it’s got nothing new to say.

Play the moments. Pause the memories. Stop the pain. Rewind the happiness.

Romantic are people that had never seen the other side of the things.

The Ones Who Are Crazy Enough To Think That They Can Change The World Are The Ones Who Do.

Love is not possible without sacrifice, and sacrifice is not possible without love.

Love is when u have seen the best and the worst of sam1,yet u still love them for what they have..

True love doesan’t have a happy ending. It has NO ending.

Call me crazy, but I’m madly in love with you and this won’t go away for a while, so get use to it..

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Sometimes you have to act like you don’t care, even when you do.

You have no idea how much l like you. How much you make me smile, how much l love talking to you, or how much l wish you were here.

Every problem comes with solution, but my GF don’t have.

Life is too short. Don’t waste it reading my status.

Give thanks for a little and you will find a lot.

What is known in the heart doesn’t always need to be uttered by Mouth.

Don’t feel special. Some people keep your number in phone list just not to answer your call.

After all we all are stories in the end.

Sometimes the person you trust most is the one who trust you the least.

Go for someone who is not only proud to have you but will also take every risk just to be with you.

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Some People Change Your Life, Then Leave Without Explanation !!

The most eloquent silence, that of two mouths meeting in a kiss.

Play the moments. Pause the memories. Stop the pain. Rewind the happiness.

I Miss you dearly my heart aches, My head is lost, I really miss you.

The Ones Who Are Crazy Enough To Think That They Can Change The World Are The Ones Who Do.

Romantice are people that had never seen the other side of the things.

I think I might be falling for you. I love who you are and every little thing you do.

Life doesn’t get easier u get stronger.

Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.

Stop saying I wish start saying I will.

Love yourself love your day love your life.

Don’t let a bad day make u feel u have a bad life.

I’ve got nothing to bo today but smile.

Life is to short to remove USB slowly.

Nobody can teach me who I am.

It doesn’t have to be perfect to be beautiful.

Sometimes it’s not about missing someone. its wondering if they’re missing you

You know how you don’t want to miss them, but you want them to miss you

Absence makes the heart grow fonder

Love is missing someone whenever you’re apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you’re close in heart.

If we evolved from monkeys, why are there still monkeys?

Dont talk if you dont have any good thing to say

A female can be your best friend and worst enemy. It all depends on how you treat her.

Remember, You are unique, but then again so is everyone else in this world.

Sometimes the right one for you is the one who was there the whole time.

If they can’t swallow facts, let them eat fiction.

I think of you in colours that don’t exist.

Guys who run girl’s account on Facebook are the ones who secretly buy barbie and comb its hair.

Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and its better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.

Mujhe teri mohabbat ko sahara mil gaya hota.. agar tufan nahi aata kinara mil gaya hota…

Pluviophile: a lover of rain, someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days.

Aarju honi chahiye dill me kise ko yad karne ki.. Lamhe toh apne ap he miljate he dost

Baharo phool barshao mera mehboob aya hain..

Saw a Chinese kid and a black kid wave to each other today. It gave me hope…for another Rush Hour movie…

They say what goes around comes around, passed a packet of chips and never came back.

Duniya main sirf 2 Chize Mashoor Hai, tere bhai ka Style, aur teri bhabhi ki smile.

Thanks to the words ‘dude’ ‘bro’ and ‘man’ I haven’t said my best friends name in 10 years.

Tu hi ye mujhko bata de.. chahu main ya na..

Ye zami ruk jaye, Ye aasma tam jaye, Jab tere chara samn aaye.

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My two cents on Bin Roye the drama Pt. I

*********SPOILERS GALORE*********

This interesting review of Bin Roye the movie (it was a lot more than just the movie, some great insights on South Asian films and filmmaking, go have a read!) triggered this post, so please bear with me.

It’s been a while since I saw both the movie (a really crap print) and the drama. I started out by watching the drama and then the movie and both had their pros and cons. I haven’t had the fortune of reading the novel so I’ll have to work with the Hum TV crew’s interpretations. 

Now, for the main article, the author of the post says:

There is a juicy concept at the film’s core - the love of your life chooses to marry someone over you, but then through a twist of fate is left with no choice but to end up with you regardless. Do you rejoice, finally fulfilling your lifelong desires, or do you admit to yourself that you are second best, a charity case, a logistical necessity?

Yes, the movie does, to a large extent, purport this. But if one were to carefully watch the drama and then the movie, the said “juicy concept” will essentially change altogether. From the drama, it is unequivocally clear that it is all about Saba Shafiq, our bratty and mischievous heroine, who gets embroiled in miseries of her own making. Everything that is said, felt, and reasoned is from her point of view. She is the driving force, the pilot, the hero in this adventure. As much as people want to make it all about Irtiza (Humayun Saeed fans), it isn’t. If it were his narrative, then the end product would be more boring than as it currently stands.

The film’s core focuses on Saba and her obsession with Irtiza. “Aapki mohobbat mere liye saza ban gayi (my love for you became the curse of my life),” she claimed in the climax scene. As her cousin and best friend since childhood who, to some extent, misled her with actions and words that lie in the grey area of care and love, Irtiza is not necessarily the villain on the show, but he is one to her. In their childhood, such adulation on Saba’s part to Irtiza can be attributed to childishness; but with age, when it only seemed to heighten, layers of complexity get introduced, not only to these feelings but also to the sanity of the person it affects.

Saba’s life revolves around Irtiza’s. She learns to make coffee, just like the one her mother makes that Irtiza loves, and cook and do all things homely just so she can get married and be the acquiescent wife to the person she loves with all her heart, i.e., Irtiza. 

(x)

“Jo mera hai, bas wo mera hi rahe (what’s mine should remain mine),” is what she wishes for in Eid. Irtiza then leaves her to go to study in the US where he meets her elder sister, Saman, whom he develops feelings for that are different from those he harbours for Saba. Even at this point, the narrative only glosses over Irtiza’s characterisation, not offering any reasoning for his choices or decisions. What’s shown of him is in context to Saba -- he cares for her in a way he doesn’t care for anyone else, she is still his best friend who gets to know first of his feelings for Saman, etc. Saba starts hating her elder sister for stealing Irtiza from her, for taking away a piece of her heart. 

Here’s where her obsession begins to take shape: 

“Aur har wo cheez jo use pasand hai, woh main apnaa chuki hoon. Tum meri jaisi mohobbat toh karke dikhao usse (The things he [Irtiza] likes, I’ve already accepted with all my heart. Try loving him the way I do).” 

For Saba, her time after Saman relocates to Pakistan is a hellhole, a ticking time bomb, acquainting with brand new feelings of jealousy bordering in on malice, all of which are alien to the naïve her. And evidently, she hates to realise this side of hers. 

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And this is partially why she distances herself from Saman. Saba doesn’t WANT to feel this way for her sister. But her obsession with this idea of love for Irtiza is evoking the worst in her. “Amma, iss dil ka kya karoon mein, jo koi baat nahi sunta, baghawat karne ko kehta hai (Grandma, what do I do of a love that refuses to see sense and only wishes to rebel)?”

This pent up negativity reaches a crescendo when she curses her sister with death so that she can be reunited with her love, Irtiza (Mahira SLAYS in this sequence). 

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This scene captures the essence of the movie -- the rock bottom people can hit for love -- Saba, the amiable, naïve, and straightforward girl demands God to take her sister away so that she can be happy, she can be with the person that was always supposed to be hers, all this confession in front of her grandmother!

Saba’s life goes downhill from here. She builds a fort around herself so high that even an eagle would find it challenging to pass. She turns hostile to people who love her because she is miffed with her life and her circumstances. The love of her life has moved on but she is stuck in the past. In order to regain some semblance of routine in her life, she enrols in college and even reestablishing ties with her sister, who now lives in the US with her husband, but she still bears a grudge toward Irtiza. He on the other hand is unable to fathom the 360 degree change in his best friend’s attitude. Try as he might to coax reasons out of her for it he meets with stern rebuttals. Saman and Irtiza even try to set her up with one of his best friends’ brother, who falls for her, but she voices out her disapproval strongly time and time again without providing concrete reasons. This leaves the entire family distressed.

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DR1 character rankings

I got bored and kept seeing @halfpastmonsoon do these and decided fuck it I’ll do it myself. It’s my blog right like?

Anyway uh in case someone gets super irate about it these are just my opinions and you’re allowed to like characters I don’t like for whatever reasons you want? You’re also allowed to hate characters I like! But isn’t an invitation for you to fight me just because I have different opinions, yeah? Okay! Under the cut!

1. Kirigi//ri Kyou//ko: she’s my god damn wife what do you want from me. I’m really gay did you see her in DR3--OKAY NO FOR REAL. Kiri is so good holy shit she’s like morally complex because she’ll do anything for the truth, even throw you under the bus just to make sure she can still live to find it. She’ll get mad at you for keeping secrets and yet she’ll keep like 8000 from you and except you to roll with it. My point is Kiri has flaws, but more importantly, she has like an arc where she learns from them? Like with the secrets she realizes she was being unfair, and when she throws you under the bus it’s when it clicks just how she was gonna KILL Naegi just tomake sure she could keep operating as herself. She realizes her mistakes, and she comes clean on all her secrets and apologizes. She’s got a lot going on. And I love her so so so much.

2. Oo//gami Saku//ra: too good for this fucking sinful earth. okay. No, but seriously I think she’s amazing simply because of her arc. She betrays them all in a moment of weakness, because she fears for her dojo, and over the course of getting attached to them realizes she can’t throw them all under the bus like that either. So she resolves herself and finds the strength to fight Monokuma, and suffer alone as consequence to her actions. But even that’s not enough. It’s not enough to just accept you’ve sinned and take your punishment, you have to do something, and she does. Through her own strength and love for the classmates around her she kills herself just to end their fighting. It stopped being about her, and just...grijgoirjgoirjgowe okay I love her. 

3. As//ahi//na A//oi: throwback to when the consequences of trying to get everyone killed mattered even a little! I love her a whole lot! She’s super bubbly and excitable and tries quite a bit, but the thing I like the most is how she’s is pretty much exclusively run by her emotions. ch4 plays out the way it does because she gets so caught up in her guilt instead of thinking it through more she decides they all must die for their sins. It’s only when she’s forced to think about the ‘suicide note’ that she recieves she realizes she fucked it up, and then apologizes. Her apology is glossed over a little too fast if we’re being honest, but it’s there, and we see everyone reason their way into forgiving her. Listen I just like ch4 a lot and she’s a big reason as to why.  

4. Eno//shima Jun//ko: throwback to when DR villains were actually good and compelling. Girl makes a fucking entrance and she stands out because she literally can’t decide what she wants to be out of boredom. It becomes so clear just in how she treats herself that the only thing in this WORLD that matters to her is her own entertainment and that to her, entertainment means despair. Boredom is the one true despair, and it can only be satiated by seeing other people suffer at their worst. She embodies despair because suffering is the only thing that can satisfy her own personal despair. She wants everyone to suffer like she does, so she can get off on it. It’s paradoxical and mad, but it’s genuine. Even when she loses, she wins, because now she suffers from the despair of failing. She suffers because things don’t go her way, but things not going her way alleviates her boredom. She goes beyond human comprehension and yet her actions have very real and permanent consequences. And she’s a joy to watch. DR3 never happened to ruin her. Nope.  

5. Fu//kawa To//uko: Man I love Fuka//wa I really do she’s a lot of fun, and it’s just a shame her potential isn’t capitalized until DRAE, but I did enjoy seeing her. The serial killer twist is fun too! I’ll admit I largely like her because of what DRAE does for her, but I think her persecution complex is interesting to see in motion, and that for someone you’d expect to be smart given her talent she’s just kinda a fool. She doesn't actually know what she’s doing at all. I’m mad she doesn’t get her moment in ch6 and it goes to Syo instead I think it’s crap how DR1 ignores her as a character, but given how well she’s used later I think DR1 is basically just her backstory in a lot of regards so ye. 

5.5 Genoc//ider S//yo: lmao she gets ranked less than Fuk//awa only because I like F//ukawa slightly more but they’re pretty much tied otherwise. She’s funny. I’m a little annoyed that she’s the one with the big climactic dialogue in ch6 versus actual Fukawa but whatever man.

6. Fuj//isaki Chihi//ro: y’know I had like several paragraphs here as to why I ranked Fujisa//ki here and then I realized the discourse I’d reopen on the subject is not worth it because Fujis//aki Discourse is eternal and no matter what pronoun I use someone would fight me SO. We’re just not gonna explain why. You’re just gonna have to accept it. I’m not doing Fu//jisaki discourse. If you message me on the subject, I will ignore you. The end. 

7. Na//egi Mako//to: Egg is a super static character if we’re being honest. He makes no change and doesn’t develop, but I think it was actually the point. I pretty much exclusively prefer a character who develops, but egg does his job well because he was meant to be SYMBOLIC of hope. Hope is not something that changes, it simply IS, so having him start optimistic and trusting, and remain optimistic and trusting works because he embodies the concept he represents. It’s kinda boring that it feels like he’s a vehicle to view the plot, but he works, and he’s a little funny at times. Also, I’m gay for Ogata Megumi so there’s that.

8. Ishi//maru Kiyota//ka: Honestly I think Ishi is kinda boring, but I just really like that he got suuuuper invested in Oo//wada only to crash like. I think Kodaka doing that and realizing how bad people took Ishimaru’s later death made him start having actual development arcs based on someone else’s sacrifice which is good. So at the end of the day, I like Ish//imaru if only because of what he inspired. But he’s kind of a cute character, and his “not actually gay we promise” dynamic with Oow//ada was fun. 

9. Hag//akure Yas//uhiro: For comic relief he’s actually kinda funny although I will never never never forgive the man for “Kiri//giri-chi is a ghooooost!!!!” shit in ch5 listen no fuck off fuck you she’s not a ghost. But he’s useless, but it’s kinda funny how useless he is, and I like how his useless stupidity actually plays a role because he makes things even more complicated than they need to be in ch4 because he’s dumb. So there you go. 

10. Ik//usaba Muk//uro: She like has no real character as a result of like not actually existing as herself in the 2 minutes of time she gets before she dies so I don’t know how people stan her, but I think there’s something interesting about her pretending to be someone she’s not the whole time. You see more of that in school mode, but I wish there was more of it in the main story to hint at the reveal than her DEATH. I feel like she’s a lot more interesting in theory than in practice. 

11. Oo//wada Mon//do: I just don’t care about the man what do you want from me. He’s kinda funny though, and “his totally not gay we promise” bromance with Ishi//maru is nice. Also ch2 hurts sufficiently and provides interesting commentary on toxic masculinity. But honestly, I just didn’t really get all too invested in the guy. His design’s cool though.

12. Ma//izono Saya//ka: she’s just really boring guys she’s like not interesting at all, and I don’t appreciate the game forcing her on me just for a plot twist of ‘oooo she dies and was gonna frame you for murder!!!’ There’s like nothing To her, and she’s intentionally played like wife bait so the reveal hurts more but it doesn’t really work when you’re not taking the bait, huh? All that being said I actually kinda like that at the end of the day she ISN’T wife bait and she’s kinda conniving and manipulative, but Kodaka decided we have to preserve her as “ultimately good” with that “dying message means she really does care” thing he hammers in so she’s a little wasted. I’d like her more otherwise. 

13. Yama//da Hi//fumi: He’s creeeeeepppyyyyyy. I’ll give him credit for one thing though and that’s like his creepiness is like reserved towards an AI? Like he’s not like a certain sdr2 character who I won’t mention by name, but like it’s still. It’s not good. Also for comic relief, he’s not very funny. But I also just kinda feel bad for him because his existence is treated as a joke by everyone, even the writers, and that probably explains why he’s written like that, to begin with. 

14. Ce//lestia Ludenb//erg: She’s a bitch? She’s not even a fun bitch she’s just a bitch. I just don’t like her better than thou attitude before her reveal, and her motivations after her reveal in ch3 did nothing to endear me to her. I think the writing behind her though works, which is good. The plot twist is satisfying for that reason. She’s like Ouma jr in regards to the DR Liar archetype, which is great tbh, and she has payoff, I just don’t like her as a person so she’s super far down my list lmao.

15. Toga//mi Byak//uya: listen he’s a douchebag and gets no real character development at all. like in ch4 he decides he’s gonna stop playing the killing game how Monokuma wants, but he still is the same fucking condescending better than thou asshole he started as. His major character flaw ACCORDING TO THE NARRATIVE is that he’s a self-absorbed piece of shit who thinks he's right about everything all the time, and yet even when he gets WRECKED in ch4, he like...stays the same. Instead of thinking “maybe I’m wrong sometimes” the conclusion he reaches is “I’ll stop doing what Monokuma wants” which alright fine but like that’s not the arc we set up for you. So basically Togami from start to finish is just a douchebag with no actual redeeming qualities. I will say one thing. I like him MUCH better outside of DR1, where he seems to have actually developed a little, and he’s kinda funny. Also his backstory is fucked I’ll admit that. But dude I don’t like the man. 

16. Kuwa//ta L//eon: If you’re wondering why Leo//n’s down here at the bottom even if I just professed to hating Toga//mi with my entire being it’s because I very aggressively don’t care about him. He is a non-entity to me. You could erase him from my memory and nothing would change at all. Also he’s ugly.

[tellywoodtrash]

khkt 26.09.19 lb

tellywood really needs more options for falling in love songs. i'm sick of the same three songs in every damn show. why hasn't anyone ever used one of my faves in the genre: mera dil from salaam-e-ishq?!!?!?

cute and all but fwding. i want the good stuff.

lmao these two are honestly my new faves.

wholesome.

le. phod diya mere good mood ka gubbaara.

blah blah blah exposition.

oh boy. sona broaching topic of moving raima to sukhmani sippy hospital. girl why are you like this, always with the aa bel mujhe maar?!?!

thank god aunty ne mana kar diya. balaa zyaada der talegi nahi but every second counts at this point.

but also, why would rohit, a cardiologist take charge of coma case? wouldn't it be under neuro?

anyway, mana kar diya, toh good.

"aaj ke baad sonakshi raima se nahi milegi!"

haaaye humaari itni achchi kismat kahaan, aunty.

oh boy flashback mode.

seriously, what the fuck. operation ka outcome pasand nahi aaya toh surgeon ko thappad????? kaisi jaahil aurat hai yeh? she’s the kinda person doctors were protesting against a few months ago.

"raima rohit se kabhi nahi mil sakti." kaash. kaash aisa hi hota.

yaaaaaaaaaaaaas, call out your shitty mom, yk!

yk is best, i love him most, more husbands/dads should be like yk.

ohhhhhhh, veena ka budday haiiiiiiiii.

love these bewakoof betas of veena's. (beech waala bekaar hai, usko khaate se kaat liya hai maine.)

askjdhskjfhkdjfhdkj

will i ever get over how his voice gets all deep and saaaksyyyy for her now??? NOPE. NEVER.

please note ravi bhaiyya and sunita also chatting it up in bg. love is in the air!

"tumhi ne kaha romance ko badhne do; ab (unke) badhte romance ka faayda mujhe bhi ho raha hai." snort.

MAKE OUT MAKE OUT MAKE OUT MAAAAAAKE OUTTTTTT

UGH SONAKSHI KYUN KLPD KAR RAHI HO YAAR

waaaaaaay too many things in these two's lives are on 26th september.

oh wowwwwww i do not like this old rohit. hello? it's an emergency???? emergency tumhari mom ka birthday dekh ke thodi na aati hai. (i mean, i realise she could be bluffing, but he doesn't know that yet!)

....... oh. so he decided to do a surgery against neuro advice. but like, it was also his expert opinion that the glass pieces could do excessive damage to her heart, so..... i mean, it's neither here nor there. she had a 50-50 chance at all times.

also, did he not inform raima’s mom all this and make her sign a consent form before operating on her, as per SOP? like, even a blood transfusion requires a signed consent form, let alone a major surgery like this.

uh..... brain death is not the same as a coma??? lmao what?!?!?!? how could you just declare brain death just coz she had a stroke??????? THE TWO ARE NOT INTERCHANGEABLE TERMS, EVEN MY DUMB READS-MEDICAL-WIKI-ARTICLES-AND-PUBMED-PAPERS-FOR-FUN ASS KNOWS THAT.  YO MAN, I’M BEGINNING TO THINK HE DESERVED THAT JHAAPAD FROM RAIMA’S MOM.

SHE WAS ABOUT TO SPILL THE TEA ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED THAT DAY TO HER, ASSHOLE. STOP INTERRUPTING HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHE LISTENED TO YOUR THING, AND YOU JUST DISMISS HER WHEN SHE’S TALKING ABOUT HER ISSUES????? RUDEASS.

abrupttttttttt jump to romance. good for them for compartmentalizing and all, but i can't get over that conversation (including the fact that he just.... declared raima brain dead when she REALLY WASN’T, lol) to be in the mood for this mushiness just yet.

mumma ko bhi saath lana hai. lol this should be fun.

pari ki bakchodi aise hi chalti rahi toh suman's due for another appointment with rohit within the fortnight.

life of a desi kid: 30 ke bhi ho jao, phir bhi afraid of parents' moods and having to ask them for shit.

lol sona, enthusiasm thoda zyaada ho raha hai.

i am suman, suman is me; beta kisko chuna lagaa rahi ho????? maaaa hai woh tumhari.

since this scene has started i've been trying to figure out exactly what vegetable is it that they're eating???? beans?????? bhindi???? what????

arre waaaaah. progressive suman! (prolly coz she needs sona's income for a while longer, but i appreciate the sentiment and am willing to give her benefit of the doubt, that she doesn’t want sona to give up her independence.)

haaaaaaye dil bhar gaya meraaaaaaaaaa. i always stan healthy family/platonic relationships in tellywood more than the romance.

idk what made her change like this, but whatever it is, i welcome it and hope it stays like this forever.

i love these two idiots more than life itself.

also lol ajit is such a younger sibling: “bohut gande ho aap yaar!”

ohhhhhhhhhhhhh boy. she gonna prank him into making a damn fool of himself in front of suman.

"mummys ka main favt hoon."

she thinking the same thing as me; lol pls your own mom can barely tolerate you. she likes sona more than she likes you.  

har bees second jai mata di. sona, ladka tumhari mummy ko casually milne aa raha hai, mata ki chowki pe nahi.

good lord sis, rishta banne se pehle hi bigad jaana hai. jaise taise your mom has gotten around to liking him, with all these shenanigans........ bhaag ke shaadi karni padegi.

bright kapde. jfc he's gonna use sindhi superstar ranveer singh for outfit inspo, isn't he?!?! bro gonna end up walking in like:

oh sonaaaa, itnaaaa bhi khush mat ho, darrrrrrr lagta hai ki nazar lag jaayegi!!!! *latkaofies nimbu mirchi ka haar around her and rohit*

hey bhagwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan, uth gayi.

waaah. kya timing hai.

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SURPRISE ENGAGEMENT?!?!?! TOO SOON!!!! TOO FUCKING SOON!!!!!!! TF IS WRONG WITH YOU ROHIT?!?!?!?!?!

oh jesussssss. this one is out and about and headed straight to sippy mansion.