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Alkaline: Euronymous x Y/N Series CH 34 {END}

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Oystein sat at the typewriter, drafting up a letter for Mayhem's fans. It had been at least nine months since Helvete was closed down, Varg had started his own label and had already put out a demo for his new band. They had auditioned all over Norway and beyond to find someone to re-record their album and they were in the final stages of putting it together.

Oystein didn't expect to fall so seamlessly into living with Y/n but life had been good. He felt like they lived a normal, surprisingly uneventfully fun life together. She decided that she wanted to quit her jobs and start studying in healthcare. He found it noble of her to want to focus on psychiatric care in such a time when people didn't take mental health serious in the slightest.

He had finally taken her home as his girlfriend for the holidays and his family was over the moon excited that they had finally gotten their stuff together enough to be a couple, no one more than his sister. She had made them matching bracelets to wear and made sure Oystein's was black.

Oystein had done exactly what Y/n had suggested and let the sting of Helvete closing burn off before he started looking at other buildings he could lease. Now that they were wrapping up the album, they planned to start the search for Helvete's new home.

Oystein heard the front door open and didn't bother looking up from what he was writing.

"Hey baby, I picked up dinner because I did not feel like cooking tonight." Y/n greeted him putting the food on the table and dropping her bags on a chair. She walked over and wrapped her arms around him from behind and looked over the letter he was proof reading.

"What do you think?" He asked looking it over.

"I think Black Metal is about to get one hell of an album." She kissed the side of his face and he smiled as she bumped his glasses with her lips. He spun around in his chair and put his hands on her hips.

"How was your day beautiful?" He asked pulling her into his lap.

"It was exhausting. I want to get in the bathtub and just soak for like an hour." Y/n rubbed circles into Oystein's chest and his eyebrows went up.

"Sounds nice although you don't look nearly dirty enough for a nice long soak." Oystein teased gripping her hips a little tighter.

"Oh yeah? You want to help with that I'm sure." She smirked at him as she grinded her hips down into his semi-hard cock.

"You know me, I'm a helpful guy." She laughed at his response and she leaned down to kiss him.

"Your dinners going to get cold." She warned as she started to get off his lap but he held onto her wrist.

"That's what the oven is for." He reminded pulling her back onto his lap. She laughed running her hands through his hair.

"Are you gonna leave you glasses on if I let you fuck me?" Y/n teased making Oystein purse his lips at her.

"Let me? You think you get to let me fuck you?" Oystein gripped the back of her neck holding her in place. She bit her lip as he moved his free hand between her thighs and felt the damp spot on her panties. He pulled them to the side and started to play with her clit.

"I fuck you whenever, wherever I want because you belong to me." Oystein sucked a spot on her chest that was exposed. She started to thrust her hips into Oystein's hand but the closer she got, the more she needed him.

"Oystein..." He was equally desperate for her as he tossed her legs off of him and started to undo his belt buckle and jeans. Y/n scrambled to pull her dress over her head and step out of her panties. She practically hurdled his hips to straddle him in the chair. She lowered herself slowly onto him letting out a groan but there was no patience in Oystein's hips as he started pistoning his cock into her. She bounced on his thighs, the sound of her skin slapping his and her moans filled the apartment as she held onto him for dear life.

"F-fuck.." Oystein whined. Y/n put her hand around his throat and squeezed making him look up at her. His glasses were slightly fogged from having his head against her chest.

"You full so good baby. I want you to cum inside of me. I want it. Please." She begged and Oystein's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he continuously slammed his cock into her. When he did cum, Y/n swiveled her hips feeling his load dripping out of her and onto his thigh. He hummed as he tried to come down from his orgasm and she smiled. Once he was able to look at her, he chuckled at the fog covering his lenses. She pulled the glasses off and smiled giving him a sweet kiss.

"Hold on." He said making her throw her arms around his neck as he got up and shuffled them towards the bed. She laughed as his feet squeaked along the floor before she landed on her back on the bed. He silently went back to rubbing her clit and using his fingers to bring her to the same ending as he was. He wasn't sure what was his cum and her own release as it leaked onto the bedspread.

"Don't stop baby. I'm gonna cum." Y/n cried out and Oystein kept his eyes on her face as she came on his fingers, waiting for her to grip his wrist to stop him from overstimulating her.

The two of them lay next to eachother and smiled.

"I think that's the first time we've fucked at your desk." Y/n pointed out. Oystein nodded his head.

"All the time we've been here and we haven't fucked at my desk, kind of hard to believe." Oystein chuckled.

"Well that's your work station. I don't usually like to bother you when you're working on something." Y/n pushed some of his hair off his face and he smiled.

"If you think riding my cock is a bother, I'm clearly doing something wrong." He joked.

"We'll have to make a list of the places we have left to christen around here." Y/n looked around and Oystein agreed.

"We've got plenty of time for that...for now, I need your help getting out of my pants so we can heat up dinner." Oystein looked down at his legs and Y/n laughed seeing the mess of pants, underwear, loosened belts and boots around his ankles.

"You're a mess." She teased helping him take his boots off so he could slip his legs out of his pants.

"Yeah but you love it." He lifted her chin with his thumb and she smirked as he held her chin.

"I do...to hell and back." He smiled at her before kissing her sweetly.

END

[plusvanity]

just finished the most recent ch!!!!! i love this story sm like genuinely so excited for more

I love the story too!! I grew so attached to them ah💔

Chapter 31 is finished too. It's probably one of my fave so far along with the one in which Varg gets slapped by his daddy and burns a church after lmao. I love romance, I can't wait to post it next week!

Thank you so much for investing in my story 🫶

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Heljarkviða I: Á helvegi

Fleygði Óðinn ok í folk of skaut, þat var enn folkvíg fyrst í heimi (Vǫluspá 24)

Hófusk svá leggja aldr ok naðrs ógn með ásynjum sem ok Háars þegnum líkum.

Farit hefi ek blóðgum brandi svá at mér benþiðurr fylgði, ok gjallanda geiri; gangr var harðr af víkingum. Gjǫrðum reiðir róstu rann eldr of sjǫt manna, ek lét blóðga búka í borghliðum sæfask (Egils saga, ch. 48)

Roðit vas sverð, en sverða sverð-Rǫgnir mik gerði. Vǫ́ru reynd í rǫndum rangálkn fyrir ver handan.

Blóðug hygg ek í blóði blóðgǫgl of skǫ stóðu. Sárfíkinn hlaut sára sárgammr enn ǭ þramma. (Gunnlaugs saga ormstungu, ch. 13)

Hér holmleggjar viðr er á vargs verðra hjardrlandi. Þrumugnýr bersk úr veðra hǫll jǫtun vegs. Geirs dróttinn, Yggjar valbygg færir at limláta glamm! Njóts rann, þín ǫrva drífa ræðr fyrir Svǫlnis ekkju. Váfaðar váðir inna níu, Gauts gǫtvar inna níu, víkinga máni inna níu, megi hrafns víns hreggr færa á glatan augna tungskæðra orma.

Bǫrðumk ek einn við níu, en við ellifu tysvar, svá fingum val vargi; varð ek einnbani þeira. Skiptumsk hart af heiptum hlífar skelfiknífum. Lét ek af Emblu aski eld valbasta kastat. (Egils saga, ch. 80)

En er ofnir tónar úr Nornanna skjálftafullum hvítum hǫrpum hleypa dísum gǫndum, bersk gunnhvata glamr at svá vakni hjartasalir óttaligrar bǫlrannar. Svá urðu draum-Njǫrvar. Eldingaflaugar Bors burs þruma leidd af rǫmmu afli skorinna Sverða sverrifjarða. Mín lungnatorg, mín gollarhǫll, byrgðar stallar af gunngjǫrnum eski, drifið hjararflóði. Sárgammr varð sóknbára, brátungl at fjarlagi. Svá urð draum-Njǫrvar. Mundilfari, dóttir þín horfin. Ýmir, þinn beinkofi hulinn sjónarbergi eggjabrodds hjara. Viðar morð heyrða þá glamm hlátr valkyrja at ofan ok kring. En aðrir áttu þar valfall. Svá bǫðgerðar eski stilliliga renna niðr Árnars mæri undir. Kǫld ok dimm her-Gauts vin skal oss færa helvegar til. Gegnum Gnitaheiðar litlausra yndisheima ulfs tuggvum sǫkkti sem ok fǫrumǫnnum. Sjá Yggdrasils rætr þjrár, orð Hrímþursa ok Mennskra manna óma kring ver setrs fram fyr sjónum. Ofar dynr hljóðan frá rǫmmum raustum systra. Sem byrmǫrk af kvikynda sýndusk sú vápn.

Vína heitir ein, ǫnnur Vegsvinn, þriðja Þjóðnuma, Nyt ok Nǫt, Nǫnn ok Hrǫnn, Slíð ok Hríð, Sylgr ok Ylgr, Víð ok Ván, Vǫnd ok Strǫnd, Gjǫll ok Leiftr, þær falla gumnum nær, er falla til Heljar heðan. (Grímnismál 28)

Sal sá hann standa sólu fjarri Nástrǫndu á norðr horfa dyrr; falla eitrdropar inn um ljóra, sá er undinn salr orma hryggjum. (Vǫluspá 38)

Níðhǫggr rífr ok tætir hjarta stíga sundr meðan blá half en half með hǫrundar lit Loka eignardóttir býðr vargs leifum til hennar Eljúðna, alla hǫðla grunn ofan. Hel nefnisk þat land er fjǫlbyggt vápnefldri rotinni valbráð. Haldi Hel því er hefir uns Naglfar skríðr.

[ENGLISH - On the Road to Hel]

Óðinn short a spear, huled it over the host; that was still the first war in the worlds. (Vǫluspá 24)

And so death and madness began to reign gods and humans alike.

I have wielded a blood-stained sword and howling spear; the bird of carrion followed me when the Vikings pressed forth; In fury we fought battles, fire swept through men's homes I made bloody bodies slump dead by city gates. (Egils saga, ch. 48)

My sword was stained with gore, but the Óðinn of swords Sword-swiped me too; on shields shield-giants were tried overseas. I think there stood blood-stained blood-goslings in blood round my brain. Once more the wound-eager wound-raven wound-river is fated to wade. (Gunnlaugs saga ormstungu, ch. 13)

Here I am on the battle ground of battle grounds. Thunder roars from the home of the giants. Óðinn, bring the slashing sound of chopped extremities! Óðinn, your spear of madness reigns this blood soaked ground. Axes of the nine, swords of the nine, blood streams of the nine, may Óðinn bring doom to the flying eyes of the serpent's doomed tongue.

I fought alone with nine, and twice with eleven. I fed the wolf with corpses, killed them all myself. Fiercely we swapped blades that shiver through shields. From the tree of my arm I tossed the plated fire of death. (Egils saga, ch. 80)

But when the spinning music from the Norn's osseous white harps starts to let our Dísir wander, the changing sounds of fate begin to awaken the old soul of feared Hel in pleasance. And so the night became. The nightning of Þórr's thunders is led by a strong force of cutting axes. My lungs my throat, the shoulders of the axe-wielding ash tree, all filled with spilling blood. Wounds become seas, eyes became dead. And so the night became. Mundilfara, your daughter vanished. Ýmir, your body was no longer visible to the eyes of the mountain-etched sword blade. I hear the fierce laughter of Valkyries from above and from aside. But others are chosen. So we slowly start to sink into the blood-wetted ground below. Cold and dark the foul earth let us pass to the netherworlds below. Through fields of colourless and poisonous lands we sink and wander alike. Yggdrasill's three roots we see, the words of Hrímþursar and Menskir menn aside the devastated lands that lie before us. From afar the roaring sound of insidious rivers is heard. Streams of bestial weapons they are.

Vina is one's name another Vegsvinn, a third Þjóðnuma, Nyt and Nǫt, Nǫnn and Hrǫnn, Slíðr and Hríð, Sylgr and Ylgr, Víðr and Ván, Vǫnd and Strǫnd, Giǫll and Leiftr, they fall close to men, and flow down from here to Hel. (Grímnismál 28)

A hall he saw standing far from the sun, on Nástrǫnd, its doors look north; drops of poison fall in through the roof-vents, the hall is woven of serpent's spines. (Vǫluspá 38)

Níðhǫggr rips and tears victims asunder while the half rotten queen welcomes new doomed warriors in her dark hall, all fallen in worlds above. Hel this land is called, populated by countless sword-bladed decaying bodies. Let Hel hold what she has until Naglfar sails.

[incorrectwva]

varg: i know you feel betrayed.

lexi: well, that is one of the side effects of betrayal.

[siltfr]

Part 1 - Part 2

first lore post since february /toots horn

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The markets used to terrify him. Shouting, swearing, dragons forcing their way through the crowd with no consideration of others. He used to feel like he was drowning, like he was going to be whisked away by the stream and drown. Lyall had always scoffed at him.

Now, though, he loves the markets. He loves how easy it is to disappear in the crowd, and how careless dragons are with their money, and their belongings too, once they become angry and distracted enough. It is like stealing toys from a hatchling.

His own satchel is stuffed with others’ belongings, there is enough stuff in there to feed Lyall and him for a week at least, and he slinks past a large brute of a ridgeback as he lets his newest loot slip into his pocket. It should be enough for now; it’s best not to take too many risks.

Another wildclaw around his age is looking at one of the stands, filled with cheap garbage. He is wearing clothing that looks expensive, clean and shining; he’s practically begging to be scammed. One more couldn’t hurt. Varg sneaks past a skydancer and picks up something from the stand next to the wildclaw, pretending to look at it. The wildclaw eyes a small pocket watch painted gold with clear curiosity.

“I’ll give you a good deal for that,” says the nocturne behind the stand, “50 silver sounds good to you?”

“That’s very expensive,” says the wildclaw, but his hesitance is obvious. It’ll take nothing to convince him, and both Varg and the seller can see it clear as day.

“Not for that one. It’s worth twice as much, actually.”

“No, it isn’t,” says Varg before he can stop himself. “It’s garbage.”

The swindler bares his teeth in a sneer. “Keep your nose out of other people’s business, boy,” he growls. The wildclaw looks taken aback, and Varg puts down whatever he’s holding and steps closer.

“Look,” he says, as if the nocturne hasn’t said anything at all. “Look around the screw here. The gold’s just paint. You can scratch it off.”

“Oh!” The wildclaw lets his nail scrape off some of the paint and turns the watch over in his hands, watching the flaking colour. “I’ll say no thank you, then.” He smiles politely as he puts the clock back down, but the nocturne is too busy glaring at Varg to notice him. Varg keeps his eyes at the wildclaw.

“You little--”

“I can show you a stand with real wares, if you’d like,” says Varg. The other wildclaw breaks into a huge grin, his bright orange eyes disappear into crinkles and something in Varg’s chest becomes warm.

“You would?” he says. “That would be amazing! I’m not familiar around here.”

“I can tell.” It comes out harsher than intended; for a brief second he feels the warmth in his chest be replaced with hard, cold ice, but the wildclaw just laughs.

“I suppose it is fairly obvious,” he says. “Where do you suggest we go, then?”

* * *

It doesn’t take long for Varg to realise someone is following them. Not that she’s hiding; a guardian, tall and muscular, and with small, brown eyes, latches onto them like a second shadow. When he meets her eyes, her face grows hard, her grip around the sword at her hip tightens. She’s wearing full armour, and he recognises the mark on her chest plate as the village symbol. A royal guard. Varg feels his body grow cold.

“Don’t worry,” says his newfound friend cheerily. Arvakr, he’d said his name was. He’s bouncing down the street with an energy unlike anything Varg has ever seen before. Everyone around them looks tired and lifeless next to him. “That’s just Raent. She’s my bodyguard.”

“Your…”

“Bodyguard. Assigned by the Castle, my family back home wouldn’t be too happy if anything were to happen to me.” Varg looks back at the guardian, and Raent glares back. It had been obvious that Arvakr was well off, but to be assigned a bodyguard by the Castle… Varg swallows hard.

“You’re sure it’s okay to be with me, then?” he asks, and almost walks into Arvakr when he stops dead in his tracks and turns to look at him. His eyebrows pulls together and he stares, wide-eyed and expectant. “They probably wouldn’t like you spending time with someone like me.” The words taste bitter on his tongue.

“Oh, definitely not,” says Arvakr, and then his face breaks up into a grin. “But they’re not here, are they? And Raent won’t tell on me, she’s cool. Right, Raent?” He looks back at his guard, who sighs and looks anything but cool. Varg can’t quite shake the feeling she is going to grab the first and best opportunity she gets to jump him.

Arvakr bumps into his shoulder and and laughs. “Come on,” he says, and Varg shakes any thought about Raent out of his head and takes the lead.

[imthepunchlord]

SotKW Ch 2: Wayward Princess

Ao3

It was the first time he ever forced control when Fritz wasn’t asleep.

It had been difficult, his head had ached, his world felt disoriented, and he felt more tired than he would taking control when Fritz fell asleep. Forcing the unconscious would take a toll, but if it's what Varg needed to do, he’d do it more often. And now his yellow eyes flared with a renewed fire, flickering around the room he slipped into it. He breathed in once more, trusting his nose and instincts far better than Fritz who lacked the knowledge of their full capability.

But he himself didn’t smell anything of her, it was as if she had been wiped away. Magically erased.

A burning anger filled him, his lips rising and twisting into a snarl. Grasping his cane tightly, he whipped around and dashed through the halls, breathing quickly, desperate and wild to find any trace of her, a whimsy denial set upon him. Anything that would tell him where she was. Anything that could tell him what happened.

But there was no trace.

“Y-you?!”

The surprised sound the witch made was a mistake. Faster than the witch could prepare, Varg’s strong hand wrapped around his neck and the witch was shoved hard into the wall. Sir Mythros gasped, hands grabbing Varg’s wrist and squeezing it, trying to shove the cursed off of him. He felt a small flicker of fear at the eyes that bore into his, the eyes of a wolf to tear him apart.

“Where is she?” came the low growl.

[mimiabyss]

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[angelsanarchy]

Alkaline: Euronymous x Y/N Series CH 31

Tagging: @ophelialaufey @madamemaximoff06 @forever-not-gonna-sink@ajmiila02@liquidsmoothdomme@shady-the-simp @auggiethecreator @tempt-ress @blacksoul-27 @shroomje

Oystein had gone through some of the old material him and Dead had worked on prior to his death. Just playing it on the guitar made him feel a deeper connection to the place he used to be with his music. He started writing different things down on a piece of paper when he noticed the picture of them with their corpse paint on sitting in the bottom of a box. He picked it up and heard the sounds of the paint rolling around in the box and started applying his corpse paint.

He remember the first day that Pelle had sat him down and explained what the paint was for. The feeling he wanted to give people with their music. He missed the feeling of just playing music with his friend. He missed shocking people with how crazy they could be. Now things felt so tangled in bullshit that he couldn't enjoy it anymore. He stared at the photo and started doing the corpse paint out of routine. It never looked as sharp or clean when he did it.

When he finished he got lost in his head thinking about all the things he wished he could go back and fix, getting Pelle some real help being one of those things. Never interacting with Varg being another. He was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard the front door open.

"Oystein? Are you home? I have groceries." Y/n called out as she slid things across the floor with her foot while holding bags in her arms. He didn't know what to do. He started to panic knowing he couldn't take the paint off that quickly and if Y/n saw him she would probably be confused as hell.

"Baby?" She called out again and he sighed knowing he didn't have any other options. He opened the bathroom door and came out to see her standing there out of breath from carrying things. He doesn't say anything and she doesn't need him to.

"Hey... come here." She walks over and takes his hands to lead him to the bed. He sits down silently next to her and she tucks his hair behind his ear. She knew how hard things had been for him recently and just looking at his eyes, she knew he was wrecked.

"I know you don't like when I put this on." Oystein said looking at his hands and Y/n shook her head.

"Hey, I never said that. I love your corpse paint." Y/n pressed.

"But you don't love me as Euronymous. That part of me is a bad person-" Y/n gripped his face and shut him up with a kiss. She didn't care that it was smudge his paint or that it would get on her face. He needed to know that she loved him right now. She got up from the bed and straddled his lap, feeling his hands run under her shirt to touch her skin. She pulled at the strings of the cape and started pulling at his clothes. When he was sitting on his bed completely naked with Y/n on top of him, he pulled away. He looked at her, his corpse paint smeared all over her face from making out.

"You don't have to do this." He wanted her to know that he understood why she didn't like the person he was when he was wearing this paint. She pulled her shirt over her head, still in his lap, breasts now exposed in his face.

"I know I don't but right now, I need you to know that I love every part of you. The man I love is right here." She put her hand on his heart.

"I love you Oystein. I also love the artist in you that goes by Euronymous and if I have to fuck his brains out for him to know that, I will do it." Y/n said making him groan. He lifted her up from his lap and yanked her shorts off with her panties pushing her back on the bed and yanking her hips towards him. When he pushed his cock into her, she let out a moan and buried her face into the mattress. He pounded into her from behind, the sound of skin slapping against each other as he fucked her roughly made his stomach burn with lust.

"Oh fuck! Euro." He heard her moan his name and he reached down to yank on her hair pulling her against his chest.

"I want to hear you scream my name when I fuck you." He bit hard onto her shoulder and she cried out.

"FUCK ME HARDER! FUCK ME UNTIL i CAN'T STAND EURONYMOUS!" Y/n's pleas were answered as she wrapped her arm around the back of his neck, one of his hands on her clit, the other across her chest to pinch her nipple as he fucked into her. They had never fucked like this before. It was different but it felt amazing.

He could feel himself about to cum and shoved her back onto the bed. She flipped over and watched him stroke himself roughly but when she crawled towards him, he yanked her by her hair to throat his cock. She took him all the way in, gagging and spitting all over his thighs as he fucked into her throat, cumming hard and loud feeling her swallowing every bit of his cum.

He twitched in her mouth for a few moments before she pulled off of him and pulled him to lay on the bed next to her. She lit a cigarette and handed it to him as they cuddled into one another. He looked at her face and rubbed at some of the paint and spit.

"Doesn't look so bad on you." Oystein grabbed a tissue and she took it from him with a smirk.

"I think Pelle would probably disagree." She joked using her spit to try and wipe some of his paint away. Oystein laughed thinking about what he would say if he knew they were fucking in the corpse paint.

"He would probably make a joke about us being necrophiliacs." Oystein shook his head hearing Y/n laugh.

"Maybe for your birthday I'll suck you off in full corpse paint." She teased.

"Mmm I like the sound of that." He smirked as he ran his fingers over the smears of paint along her breast. He could see small bruises forming on her hip and his teeth mark on her shoulder.

"I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked rubbing her bruised hip.

"It was a good pain. I liked it." She blushed resting her hand ontop of his. She leaned across the pillows and kept working to rid his face of the smeared paint as he sighed.

"You look exhausted baby." She comments making him snort a laugh.

"Well fucking kind of takes it out of me." He jokes but she shakes her head.

"I know it does but your eyes look tired. You look rundown like you aren't sleeping well." She tossed the used tissue and started on a fresh one.

"I haven't been sleeping well on the nights you aren't here. The nightmares get worse and when I wake up and you aren't here, I just sort of panic. I usually just stay up and start writing." He explained taking another drag from his cigarette. She frowned at him and stopped wiping his face.

"You can always call the house Oystein. You know that." She reminds.

"I know I just...need to figure out how to deal with this shit." Oystein looked over at him.

"But you're going to stay tonight right?" He asked trying not to sound desperate.

"Did you want me to stay?" She asked stroking his hair.

"I always want you to stay." He drew circles on her thigh and she leaned down to kiss him sweetly.

"Then I will stay." She rested her chin on his chest and he let out a breath and smiled at her. He moved so that he was hovering above her and she was able to lay on her back. He was already semi-hard again and ran his fingertips up and down her thigh. She gave him a sleepy smile as she lifted her hand to his cheek and rubbed her thumb over the skin.

Oystein gripped his cock and ran it over her clit a few times making her jump at the sensation. She chewed on her lip as he teased her before gently sliding into her wet folds again.

"You're ready for another round?" She questioned but he shook his head no.

"We just fucked...I want to make love to you now, is that okay?" He asked pulling out slowly but she reached down to stroke him.

"Yes baby that's fine." She pulled him back inside of her and he moved his hips slowly, kissing her neck and peppering light ones over the teeth print on her shoulder. Her soft moans reminded him to keep the pace slow and thrusts shallow. He loved that he could have both with Y/n. He could have wild fucks and soft lovemaking and still feel her love. She gripped his bicep and he stared down at her watching her face as she tightened around his cock.

"I love you Oystein. I love you so much baby." She whined throwing her head back into the pillow. He leaned down and suckled her neck as he finally cum inside of her for the second time that night. She wrapped her arms around him and let him rest his weight atop her body, going soft inside of her and falling asleep soon after.

Nightmares couldn't reach him that night. He was far too blissfully exhausted to be haunted.

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Hostel Boliyan - YJKD

Hostel Boliyan Lyrics :- Latest Punjabi Song Hostel Boliyan from the album YJKD.Song sung by Pukhraj Bhalla, Jasmeen Akhtar & lyrics written by Bhindi Tolawal.Music given by JT Beats & featuring Pukhraj Bhalla, Parteek Singh Rai.This song published by Troll Punjabi.   

Hostel Boliyan Song Details:- 

Song Name: Hostel Boliyan Singer(s): Pukhraj Bhalla, Jasmeen Akhtar Lyricist(s): Bhindi Tolawal Music(s): JT Beats Featuring Stars: Pukhraj Bhalla, Parteek Singh Rai Album: YJKD Music Label: Troll Punjabi

Hostel Boliyan Lyrics

Karni Ki Gall Thodde Boojda De Naal Ve Tusi Char-Char Week Na Nahunde Ho Marda Mushaq Khulle Gutter De Vangu Phire Deo Diyan Seesiyan Mukaunde Ho Thodi Nit Di Routine Har Vele Canteen Raho Kudiyan De Piche Nit Launde Gediyan Ajj College Ch Khud Nu Kahaunde King Ho Kal Ose Agge Tussi Launiya Ne Rediyan Ve Ajj College Ch Khud Nu Kahaunde King Ho Kal Ose Agge Tussi Launiya Ne Rediyan Excuse Me! Please Take Your Words Back! Oh Taki Raah Taki Haye Ni Vaddiye Rakaane Aiven Mere Kolo Mooh Khulvengi Ik Addhi Gall Maithon Uchi Nivi Hogi Fir Naarivaad Vich Le Ke Aavengi Kita Makeup Laiju Gal Saari Puthi Paiju Pher Ankh Ohna Thode Bharde Parde Firol Te Gaddi Langeya Karugi Saadi Rajeya De Wangu Jado Katteya Karengi Parchi Toll Te Gaddi Langeya Karugi Saadi Rajeya De Wangu Jado Katteya Karengi Parchi Toll Te Mahine Aale Paise Dina Dina Vich Daake Dakke Har Vele Rehne Oh Sharaab De Kamre Di Waari Vicho Udd De Ne Chhalle Hooka Kichde Oh Nitt Behisaab Ve Chaah Wala Cup Thodi Kholda Na Ankh Jinna Chir Ohde Vich Nahiyo Afeem Ghul Di Thoda Haal Vekh Kise Ne Ni Vyah Karwauna Kalkateyo Lai Auni Paini Tivi Mull Di Haal Vekh Kise Ne Nhi Vyah Karwauna Kalkateyo Lai Auni Paini Tivi Mull Di Jt Beats! 19 Nale 22 Vichon Karke Shopping 17 Diyan Pauni Oh Location’aa Nakhre Dikhauni Lamborghini Wale Auto Wale Naal Ladke Kaleshna Meri Gal Lagge Kaudi Pa Lai Mathe Te Teoudi Bass Karja Kyon Mehthon Dand Jilaan Hauni Aan Makeup Toh Bina Photo Khinch Ke Taan Vekh Kalkatte Aali Sheela Tethon Yada Sohni Ae Bina Makeup Toh Kude Photo Khinch Ke Ton Vekh Kalkatte Aali Sheela Tethon Yada Sohni Ae Bas Kar Bahota Ve Tu Hawa Ch Na Udd Tere Varge Main 36’an Nu Jaandi College Ch Duja Saal Jass Naam Tera Ankh Baaz Wangu Gabbru Pehchandi Tera Mera Ki Ae Match Zara Soch Ke Taan Dekh Aive Behji Na Kara Ke Laah Paah Mundeya Pind Vich Sarpanchi Challe Mere Dad Di Ve Mainu College Di Kehnde Tanashaah Mundeya Pind Vich Challe Sarpanchi Mere Dad Di Ve Mainu College Di Kehnde Tanashaah Mundeya Manneya Main Tere Baare Jande Ni Bahot Tainu Sohrtan Da Chadheya Bukhar Ni Eddi Vi Ni Haigi Kude Burj Khalifa Na Hi Delhi Aala Kutbminaar Ni Main Taan Sach Gal Karaan Tahiyon Kise To Na Daraan Jithe Launi Jaake Laade Tu Shikayat Kudiye Ni Munda Jeb Vich Bojje Vich Rakhe Panchayat Kudiye Ni Munda Bojje Vich Geeje Vich Rakhe Panchayat Kudiye Ni Munda Geeje Vich Bojje Vich Rakhe Panchayat Kudiye Ni Munda Bojje Vich

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Ve Pateh Varge Khayal Mere Jo Dil Di Taani Toh Tutde Ne... - Nazdeek Fullan De Rehke Vi Bina Osde He Mukde Ne Dhup diya sekkan vich tadapde Fer vi akhir ch sukde ne Ve Pateh Varge Khayal Mere Jo Dil Di Taani Toh Tutde Ne... - Khush _____________________________ #pateh #patteh #instagood #insta #instaphotography #photoshop #photography #edited #love #leaves #tree #nature #naturephotography #environment #potd #leaf #leafphotography #instagram #vintage #urban #urbanphotography #likeforlikes #comment #followme #follow #forest #travel #adobe #garden #kk2323 (at Leaf) https://www.instagram.com/p/CG_56IMB1xL/?igshid=16r26oghbfyje

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Var alt så mye bedre før svartedauden?Vikinger anno 2019- Nåtidens vikinger Ved Cecilie Flood, Kongsberg viking og middelalderlag Interessen for vikingtiden har de senere år økt, det etableres nye vikinglag, andel vikingmarkeder har økt og det bygges hele landsbyer som kan gi et innblikk i hvordan en liten by fra vikingtiden kan ha sett ut. Bak dette stå det mange entusiastiske frivillige moderne vikinger. I dette foredraget ser vi på hvem den moderne viking er. Hvordan oppstod disse miljøene, hvem er disse menneskene og hva skjer i vikingverden i Norge i dag. Husguder i norrøn og moderne tid E. Varg Gráfeldinn. Treskjærer og driver av Gráfeldinn vikinggruppe i Telemark. Varg arbeider i dag med ett prosjekt i samarbeid med Vest-Telemark museum som omhandler lokale husguder i Telemark fra midten av 900-tallet. Temaer Varg vil komme inn på i sitt miniforedrag er tolkninger om husgudene i Vest-Telemark, norrøn skikk og tro, gudene i møte med religionsskiftet og husguder i vår tid. Numedal middelalderdalen «Middelalderuka i Numedal» v. Kristin Hammershaug, Flesberg kommune «Javisst var det velstand - Høymiddelalderen i Numedal» v. Gry Ch. Lj. Andersen, Lågdalsmuseet Numedal er det dalføret i Norge som har bevart den største tettheten av tømmerbygninger datert før svartedauden. I tillegg til stavkirkene i Flesberg, Rollag, Nore og Uvdal finnes det mellom 40 og 50 bygninger i privat eie, de fleste av dem staselige loft og bur, men også noen stuer og vedskjul. Størrelsen på mange av disse bygningen og den utskårne dekoren i mange av portalene rundt dørene vitner om stor velstand og god kjennskap til samtidens stilidealer. Likevel valgte de også å bruke motivtyper fra førkristen tid med Gunnar i ormegården fra Sigurd Fåvnesbanesaga som den mest populære. Siden 2000 har de tre numedalskommunene, Fortidsminneforeningen i Buskerud og Lågdalsmuseet arrangert Middelalderuka i Numedal med utgangspunkt i dalførets unike kulturarv fra tida før svartedauden. Da er stavkirkene, private middelalderbygninger og bygdetun arenaer for konserter, foredrag, arrangement og mye, mye mer for hele familien. http://tinyurl.com/yymmebsf

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varg, to jathro:...and without looking up at me, my father just said, 'you have the moral backbone of a chocolate eclair'.

[siltfr]

Part 1

this is the start of a super messy lore arc because i’ll be switching between povs and situations like nobody’s business so consider this an apology for that. i will do my best to make it coherent and easy to follow!

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Sparrow’s District must be the only place in the village with empty streets at night. The inns close well before midnight, no scruffy-looking children hide in the alleyways, no one has any business that can only be completed when the sun isn’t out to see. Ironically, it makes it the best place for that exact business.

“This is ridiculous,” hisses Varg. His legs are aching from his crouching behind the corner of some bakery and he’s tired and cold. Their... client is late, too.

“Shut up,” snaps Lyall. She is peeking around the corner, eyes trained on the empty street. Varg glares at her back, covered in a thick, but worn coat, and sticks his tongue out at her.

“Why are we doing this, again?”

Lyall’s shoulders raise, and then they fall back down, slowly. She turns around and sends him a fiery glare that used to scare him as a child. “Seriously, shut up. You’re gonna blow our cover.”

“And?”

“Do you want to eat tonight or not?” She turns around fully now. Just the mention of eating makes something in Varg’s stomach whimper. He’s so tired.

“I do. I want to eat every night.”

“Then why do you insist on ruining our chance?” No one is watching the street. If they fail, he’ll never hear the end of it.

“Because this is barely gonna give us enough for one meal,” he says. “We should do work that lets us live better than this.” Better than worn coats found in rat-infested secondhand shops that won’t last to the end of the year but will still be used four years later, better than one tasteless dish shared by the both of them, better than a cold loft with cracks in the walls and a narrow, hard bed with a thin blanket.

Lyall rolls her eyes. “Now you’re the one being ridiculous,” she says, and turns back to watch the street. Her body stiffens.

“Well--”

“Shut up!” she hisses, rushed, almost panicked, “there he is! Go!”

Varg sighs and stands up, before disappearing behind the bakery and into the next street. Lyall shakes her head free of all thoughts of Varg and gets up, her joints cracking, complaining about the sudden movement after being still for so long. Then she steps into the street, right before the ridgeback with a package under his arm.

He stops and blinks, clearly taken aback. “Who’re you?” he says, too caught off guard to sound gruff. Lyall grins.

“A friend of Rafnar’s. You got something that’s his.”

This makes him laugh; and with that, his guard is down. “That scoundrel doesn’t own the clothes he’s wearing. Piss off, kiddo.”

“Sure thing! Just give me that package there.” She points, as if he wouldn’t understand which one she means. His grip around it tightens; his nails press at the wrapping.

“Or what?” he smirks, sharp teeth shining in the light from the streetlamp. They don’t have those where Lyall lives. “You’ll beat me up?”

“If I have to, yes.”

He rolls his eyes. “I ain’t gonna fight a kid.”

“Your loss,” Lyall says, and shrugs.

And that is Varg’s cue. The ridgeback is too busy feeling exasperated with Lyall to notice him before he slams into him from behind, effectively throwing him off balance and pinning him down on the ground where Lyall had stood just seconds before. She grabs the package from his loosened grip; Varg grabs his head and crashes it into the cobblestone to make him stop shouting.

“Pleasure doing business with you!” Lyall says, and then Varg gets up from the ground and they bolt down the street, the package safely tucked under one arm, the ridgeback too busy trying to stop his head spinning to go after them.

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Jass manak, bohemia…! Lets go… come on….!

Oh munda manka da Jaat nu vi kehan patlo Jatt ankh de ishaare naal Na tain nakhro Je tu leke kaali porsche Gede maardi Jatt aage piche ranga chaar Rehan patlo

Haan…! Yaar ne dunali warge Hoo…! Cheez ha sambhali varge Haan…! Je tere piche lina lagiyan Naa…! Ho jatt te patole marde Yeh…! Ho paake ni tu suit rakhdi Hoo…! Ho gaadi wicho mainu takdi Haan…! Ho saade mure shehar kunddiye Naa…! Oh hype aa tere lakk di oh…

Yeh….! Aah bohemia…!

Dillo sada naujawan munda Dusmana di jaan Kadde yaara di jaan munda Aaje vi gall ni koi maadi Poori taiyari Pass kare saare imtehaan munda Daur meri te mere yaar di chain hun Main dunali ch piche yaara di range hun Jado paale mere kakh ni si thik si sab Par saare add kare strange hun

Par hor main add kara bore Jado stack kara jor Cadillac four door Meinu pata hai teinu kehan di nai load Par lakk tera patla jive 12 bore

Ho lakk tera patla, patla… Patla, patla… Mundiya te kitte katla, katla… Katla, katla… Oh lakk tera patla, patla… Mundiya te kitte katla Rang munda da vi gora, gora Haale 19 ya saala da chora

Haan…! Naara da na paani parda Yeh….! Jatt kise to na darda, ho Hoo…! Oh munda piche rush hogaya Haan… Naara da crush ho gaya Naa…! Ankh teri pilli goriye Yeh…. Oh rehni aa tu dilli goriye Hoo…! Oh utto meinu honey lagdi Haan….! Andro red chilly goriye oh Oh ho oh ho…

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New Punjabi Shayari for Whatsapp

Earlier we shared Sad Punjabi Status & Punjabi Funny Status. Today We are Sharing the best Punjabi Love Shayari in the Punjabi language to show and express your feelings for another person. If you want to be romantic shayar then Punjabi Shayari is an exciting and cool way to express your love Shayari for another person. A list of latest and full on Punjabi Shayari has given below, keep visiting again to get updated list of Punjabi Shayari every day.

Punjabi Shayari for Whatsapp

Aakhiya De kolo Sada Reh sajna, Assi Lakh War Tak Ke Vi Nahi Rajna, Mukhra Na Mori Sada Zor Koi Na, Kade Chaad Ke Na Javi Sada Hor Koi Na. Koi gam de pave parchave na, Jis nagree yaar vasde ne, Sanu rona de k umraan da, Bhaven oh khid khid hasde ne, Asin mangde haan sukh una da, Jinha jholi hanju paaye ne, Na roko ajj ron devo, Meinu yaar chete aye ne !!! Tahni Naalo Tutt Ke Patta Mudh Judh Jaave Eh Kde Nhi Hona.. Shad Ke Tur Gya Yaar Ohni Pairi Mudh Aawe Eh Kde Nhi Hona.. Lakh Vaar Kro Koi Gal Smundro Doongi V Har Bandde De Mann Nu Bhave Eh Kde Nhi Hona.. Ho Neeve Kar Ardaasa Bande Milannge Rabb Varge Ohna Naal Hee Thodi Bahuti Vfa Kma Lwo.. Vaang Sade Kyi Jaande Honge Nitt Dargahaa Te Per Har Bande Nu Rabb Mill Jaave Eh Kde Nhi Hona..

Teri yaad nu bura kyun kahiye, Jehri har pal saath nibhaundi ae, Tere naalo ta teri yaad hi changi, Jehri haale v saanu milan aundi ae, Dukh dil vich luko ke hanju naina vich pro k, Tere aan di udeek asi layi baithe ha, Kar tu Yaqen sanu bhul jaan waleya, Asi tere piche duniya bhulai baithe ha. Ishq ishq ta har koi karde, Par koi Channa wich koodan nu tyaar nahi, Ki kahiye ajj-kal de jhuthe aashiqa nu, Dil de sakde ne par jaan nahi. Jo assar hai akh di maar ander, Oh na teer te na talwaar andar, Ohna Rab nu labh ke ki lena, Jinna paa leya Rab nu yaar ander, Sohne sohne nain-naksh usde, Vekhan waale bada pasand karde, Sade naal kare oh pyar hass ke, Eho jiha Rabba koi parband kar de, Sanu vi sohna bana Rabba, Nahi taan sohne banaane band kar de.

Shayari in Punjabi

Saade jism ne vakh ise duniya vich, Chalo maniya tahiyon e duriya ne, Par milde jad asin har janam de vich, Fer is janam das ki majobriyan ne. Rabb kare tu sada hasdi rahe, Koi dukh tere nere vi na aave, Hor ki dua manga rabb to, Tenu sadi vi umar lag jaave!!! Sade Yaadan Wale Moti Kite Dul Ta Ni Gaye, Sade Pyar De Sunehe Kite Rul Ta Ni Gaye, Rat Sochan Wich Gai Chal Puchhange Swere, Sade Yaar Sanu Kite Bhul Te Ni Gaye. Aakhiyan Nu Hanjuan D Daat Den Wale, Zindagi Nu Dukha D Sogaat Den Wale, Socha Wich Har Pal Barbaad Krde, Kaash Mere Jinna Oh V Mainu Yaad Krde, Rab Mera Dukh Teri Jholi Pa Deve, Teri Sari Umar Mere Naam La Deve, Salamat Rakhe Mere Khawaban De “Mahal”Nu, Meri Khushi Lai Beshak Teri “Jhuggi” Dhah Deve …..Oh Sorry Meri Teri Ch Gadbad Ho Gyee. Diva Ban Javange Je Tu Waada Kare Jagaun Da, Kheddange Har Baazi Je Tu Waada Kare Jitaon Da, Saari Umar Udekange Tennu, Je Tu Waada Kare Aaun Da. Tu Kalli Kite Na Jaya Kar, Eh Dunya Badi Avalli A, Tu Reh Mundya To Bachke Ne, Hun Saal Solve Ch Challi A, Tu Chadd De Jeena Paunya Ni, Soot Patiala Paya Ker, Jaya Ker College Bapu Nal, Te Saddey Nal Bullet Te Aya Ker.

Punjabi Love Shayari

Main Kehnda Riha Ohnu Apne Dil Diyan, Par Ohne Khaab Pyar Da Buneya Nahi, Main Kiha Ek Var Maf Karde, Ohne Tarla Koi Suneya Nahi, Main Kar Dita Sab Kuj Ohde Hawale, Par Ohne Dil Ton Dost Chuneya Nahi, Main Keh Ditta, ‘Tere Bina Main Mar Challeya’ Oh Hass Ke Kehndi, ‘Kee Kiha?? Mainu Suneya Nahi.’ Teri Nass-nass Di Khabar Asin Rakhde Haan, Tere Kahe Bina Har Gal Bujh Sakde Haan, Akhan Teriyan Ton Bhavein Door Sahi, Par Tere Dil Wich Asin Hi Vasde Haan, Majboori Naal Na Sanu Pyar Kari, Ehsaan Naal Na Khushiyan Sanu Daan Kari, Dil Kare Ta Sacha Pyar Kari, Jhuttiyan Aafwawan Naal Na Sanu Badnaam Kari, Mera Dil V Tu Te Mera Pyar V Tu, Es Nmani Jehi Jind Da Hakdar V Tu, Ki Hoya Asi Tenu Sajda Kar Baithe, Sada Rab V Tu Te Sada Pyaar V Tu. Loki ishq paey karde ne.. Assi ishq bazaar vich ja baithe, Loki yaar laben nu firde ne, Assi labhia yaar gava baithe. Puri hove har tamanna tuhadi, Asmaan ho je tuhada dharti hoye tuhadi, Nave saal te shubh kamna hai sadi. Happy new year

Love Shayari in Punjabi

Sms de jarye nave saal da tohfa bhejde haan, Kujh hor tuhanu ki dayiye apna dil bhejde haan, New year night te khada hai pizza, Bas usda bill bhejde haan. Gulab de phulla da guldasta mubarak, Tene nave saal te nava rasta mubarak, Nave session te school da basta mubarak, Nave saal di swer da nashta mubarak, Hor das ki likhan yaar tenu aun wala nava saal mubarak. Oh Mere Adhure Gitaan Nu, Hae Ni Pahichana Dendi Tu, Ho Main Masiha Tere Piḍa Da Ni, Main Asaka Tere Piḍa Da Ni, Main Gumnaama Ha Tere Piḍa Da Ni, Mainu Nama Dendi Tu. Meri Kisi Gal Te Naraj Na Hovi, Akhian Nu Hanjua Nal Na Dhovi, Mildi Ae Khushi Tenu Hasde Dekh Ke. Sanu Maut Vi Aa Jave Ta Vi Na Rovi.Asi Maut Nu Bhi Jiuna Sikha Devange, Bujhi Jo Shama Ta Ohanu Bhi Jala Devange, Soh Rab Di Jis Din Javange Duniya To, Ik Vari Ta Jarur Tanu Bhi Rulla Devange.Maut Te Vi Sannu Yakeen, Unna Te Vi Aitbaar Ae, Dekho Pehle Kaun Aaye, Dona Da Intezaar Ae. Ik Kadam Puteya Ta Duje Da Fikar Ae, Zindagi Kuj Es Tara De Vaadian Da Safar Ae, Parda-Parda So Gaya Si Yaara Tu Jehri Kitab, Aakri Saffe Ute Shayad Mera Hi Jikar Ae.Dil Karda Ae Tere Kol Aa Ke Ruk Jaava, Teri Bukkal Wich Rakh Ke Sir Muk Jaava. Hanju Ban Ke Digga Teriya Aakhaa Da, Tere Bulla De Kol Aa Ke Sukk Jaava. Rusi Na Yaara Menu Manona Nai Aunda, Kol Behke Darde Dil Mainu Sunona Nai Aunda, Ek Pyar Nibhona Sikhiya Main Aj Tak, Har Kisi Te Menu Haq Jatona Nai Aunda.Roohan Da Pyar Pa Ke Oh Tur Gaye, Keh Gaye Ki Tuhanu Azad Keeta, Par Ohna Azad HoKe Ki Karna Jina Nu, Je Tusi Rooha Tak Barbad Keeta.Dil Nu Lag Jan Rog Tan Ki Kariye, Kisi Di Yaad Chakhian Ron Tan Ki Kariye, Sanu Milne Di Tamana Ta Rehandi Hai Dam, Je Rab Nu Manjur Naa Hove Tan Ki Kariye. Ishq Vich Bhijna Koyi Khel Nahi Hunda, Bina Bhijeya Rooha Da Mel Nahi Hunda, Mel Ho Je Ta Eh Juda Nahi Hunda, Ishq Rab Hai Ishq Da Koi Khuda Nahi Hunda. Ishq Ishq Ta Har Koi Karde, Par Koyi Channa Wich Kudan Nu Tyar Nahi, Ki Kahiye Ajj Kal De Jhuthe Aashiqa Nu, Dil De Sakde Ne Par Jaan Nahi.Rabba Tu Vi Kise Naal Ishq Kita Hovega, Je Nahi Kita Te Kadi Kari Vi Na, Asi Taan Marr Ke Tere Kol Aa Javange. Das Tu Marr Ke Kithe Javenga.

Punjabi Love Shayari in Punjabi Language

Fer Din Howega Tere Ishq Warga, Fer Teri Shakal Howegi Phulla Wargi,Main Banke Bhawra Aaya Karanga, Teri Najuk Pattiya De Utte Be Jaaya Karanga,Na Luka Sakenga Tu Maitho Rass Apna, Usnu Amrit Wang Main Pee Jaaya Karanga, Je Todan Lagya Koi Phull Mere Ishq Daa, Onnu Hazaar Dang Chuabhaya Karanga,Hor Koyi Tenu Haath La Na Sake, Ban Paherdaar Rakhwali Teri Kitti Karanga.Kasam Peer Fakeera Di Mere Haaniya, Tere Murjhan To Pahle Apdi Jaan Nisaar Karanga. Kadde Preet De Bagi Bahar Aundi Hai, Kadde Patjharh De Badal Chha Jande Ne, Dost Mile Te Bahut Khushi Hundi Hai, Waqt Pe Te Oh Hi Dost Rula Jande Ne. Khusian De Dinaa Ch Nachayi Chal Ve, Dillan Naal Dillan Nu Milaayi Chal Ve, Mittran Naal Miliyan Ne Jago Sardarian, Yaarian Banayi Rakhi Yaarian.Teri Yaari Da Mull Asi Taar Nahi Sakde, Tu Mange Jaan Te Kar Inkaar Nahi Sakde, Maneya Ke Zindgi Lendi Imtehaan Bade, Tu Hove Naal Te Asi Haar Nahi Sakde. Majboori Naal Na Sanu Pyar Kari, Ehsaan Naal Na Khushiyan Sanu Daan Kari, Dil Kare Ta Sacha Pyar Kari, Jhuttiyan Aafwahan Naal Na Sanu Badnaam Kari,Saade Jism Ne Vakh Ise Duniya Vich, Chalo Maniya Tahiyon E Duriya Ne, Par Milde Jad Asin Har Janam De Vich, Fer Is Janam Das Ki Majbooriyan Ne.

Sad Shayari in Punjabi

Aaj Vi Ohde Vekhan Da Andaaj Ohi Si, Mukhda Ohi Si Mukh Da Libas Ohi Si, Kive Keh Dya Ohnu Bewafa Yaro, Aj Vi Ohde Milan Da Andaaj Ohi Si.Har Dhadkan Che chhipa Ek Raaj Hunda Ae, Har Gall Nu Dasan Da Vi Ek Andaaz Hunda Ae, Jadon Tal Thokar Na Lagge Bewafayi Di, Har Kisi Nu Apne Pyaar Te Naaz Hund Ae. Lokin Ishq Ishq Paye Karde Avein, Assi Ishq Ton Tauba Karde Aan, Jehra Pehla Kade Kitta Si, Ohdiyan Hun Tak Kistan Bharde Aan.Loki Ishq Ishq Kar Lende Ne, Aasi Ishq De Peer Jaga Baithe, Loki Yaar Laban Nu Firde Ne, Aasi Labya Yaar Gava Baithe.Ishq Ishq Na Kar Bandeya, Es Ishq Ne Tenu Maar Jana, Karna Ishq Tu Khuda Nu Kar, Jehne Dunia Ch Naam Bana Jaana. Kon Jaanda Kise De Darda Nu, Eh Dunia Dhokebaaz Sari, Sab Lut Ke Tur Jande, Aaj Kal Kon Nibhave Yari, Is Ishq Da Shauk Hunda Dil Tudna, Aaj Meri Te Kal Kise Hor Di Vari. Khushboo Teri Yaari Di Saanu Mehka Jaandi Hai, Teri Har Ik Kiti Hoyi Gal Saanu Behka Jaandi Hai, Saah Taan Bahut Der Lagande Ne Aun-Jaan Vich, Har Saah Ton Pehle Teri Yaad Aa Jaandi Hai.Aakhiyan Nu Hanjuan Di Daat Den Wale, Zindagi Nu Dukha Di Saugaat Den Wale, Socha Wich Har Pal Barbaad Karde, Kaash Mere Jinna Oh Bhi Mainu Yaad Karde.Yaada Teriya Nu Bhullna Hun Okha Ho Gaya, Jo Dete Ne Tu Gum Ohna Nu Sehna Okha Ho Gaya, Tu Jaan Lage Kah Deta Bhull Ja Mainu, Hun Unna Gallan Nu Bhullana Okha Ho Gaya. Sade Yaada Wale Moti Kite Dul Ta Ni Gaye, Sade Pyar De Sunehe Kite Rul Ta Ni Gaye, Rat Sochan Wich Gayi Chal Puchhange Swere, Sade Yaar Sanu Kite Bhul Te Ni Gaye. Vichdan Lage Teri Akhan Vich Ditte Hunju Yaad Aunde Ne, Tere Naal Pyar Paake Kitte Kol Karar Yaad Aunde Ne, Tenu Alvida Kahnde Koyi Khushi Te Na De Sakeya, Par Ajj Bhi Mera Dil Tenu Te Bas Tenu Hi Chahunde Ne.

Punjabi Sad Shayari

Teri Nass-Nass Di Khabar Asin Rakhde Haan, Tere Kahe Bina Har Gal Bujh Sakde Haan, Akhan Teriyan Ton Bhavein Door Sahi, Par Tere Dil Vich Asin Hi Vasde Haan,Jo Assar Hai Akh Di Maar Ander, Oh Na Teer Te Na Talwaar Andar, Ohna Rab Nu Labh Ke Ki Lena, Jinna Paa Leya Rab Nu Yaar Ander,Mera Dil Bhi Tu Te Mera Pyar Bhi Tu, Es Namani Jehi Jind Da Hakdar Bhi Tu, Ki Hoya Asi Tenu Sajda Kar Baithe, Sada Rab Bhi Tu Te Sada Yaar Bhi Tu. Bahut Waar Badal Badal Ke, Vekh Liya Apnia Rahaan Main, Par Pta Nahi Kyo Manzil Te Ta, Sirf Te Sirf Tu Hi Disdi Hai.

Punjabi Thoughts

Mohabbat Vich Tuttan Da Gham Na Kar Dila, Ae Oh Tohfa Hai Jo Chardi Jwaani Sab Nu Dindi Hai.Marde Dam Tak Teri Lambi Umar Di Ardass Mangdi Han, Ek Ek Sah Tere Naal Lavan Ehi Rab Ton Mangdi Han.Meri Kismat Wich Kuchh Ajeha Likhya Hai, Kise Ne Bhul Ke Apna Lya Te Koyi Apna Ke Bhul Gaya. Mann Hi Mann Main Uss Din Muskuraya Sii, Jad Tu Pehli Waari Meinu Pyaar Naal Bulaya Sii. Rabb Nu Karda Han Firyaad, Eho Layi Tere Ni, Lange Naa Taati Hawa Kadi Nedyon Tere Ni. Ishq Hove Ta Sachche Yaar Nal, Eve Jutha Na Sanu Koyi Mohve, Mere Pyar Nu Kadi Na O Parkhe Na O Tove, Jad Dukh Aave Koyi Mainu, Ta Akh Ohdi Mere To Pahla Rove, Dil Dikre Har Gal Jo Mere Nal, Apne Dil Vich Na Kadi Kuch Lukove, Deven Rabba Pyar Mainu Eho Jaha Ya Fir Kadi Mainu Pyar Hi Na Hove.Kadi Mehak Nai Mukdi Phullan Vichon, Phul Sukde Sukde Sukh Jande, Koyi Qadar Na Jane Pyar Di, Dil Tutde Tutde Tutt Jande, Koyi Mool Nai Jag Te Rishtyaan Da, Ae Chhutde Chhutde Chhut Jande, Kadi Pyaar Nai Mukda Dilaan Vichoon, Saah Mukde Mukde Mukk Jande. Asi Bhi Karage Tenu Bhulan Di Koshish, Tusi Bhi Ho Sake Ta Sanu Yaad Na Karna, Asi Ta Hoye Tuhadi Khatir Barbaad, Par Hor Kise Nu Inj Barbaad Na Karna.Tutte Hoye Pemane Cha Jaam Nahi Aunda, Ishq De Mariz Nu Araam Nahi Aunda, Dil Todan Walya Tu Eh Te Sochya Hunda, Tutya Hoya Dil Kisi De Kaam Nahi Aunda.Rab Walo Eh Ki Kamaal Ho Gaya, Yaad Ohdi Vich Ro Ro Bura Haal Ho Gaya, Sochya Nahi Si Kade Chahenge Kise Nu, Par Ohde Nal Pata Nahi Kado Pyar Ho Gaya. Menu Mili Judai Ta Main Ki Kara, Na Menu Mahobaat Ras Ayi Ta Main Ki Kara, Na Menu Umeed Hun Jeun Di, Je Maut Bhi Na Aayi Ta Main Ki Kara. Aaj Dil Di Gal Kahan Nu Ji Karda, Tere Dil Wich Rehan Nu Ji Karda, Khushiya Deke Tere Dard Sehan Nu Ji Karda, Rab Jane Tera Mera Ki Rishta Ae, Bas Tenu Apni Kehan Nu Ji Karda.Kar Layi Galti Dil Nadaan Ne, Moh Liya Sanu Usdi Muskaan Ne, Dil Da Dard Kise Nu Ki Dasna, Jaan Baan Ke Jaan Kad Layi Sadi Jaan Ne.Jo Asar Hai Ankh Di Maar Andar, Oh Na Teer Te Na Talwaar Andar, Ohna Rab Nu Labh Ke Ki Lena, Jinna Paa Leya Rab Nu Yaar Andar! Tenu Bhul Kive Jawa Tu Koi Hadsa Nai, Vakh Ho Kive Java Tu Koi Rasta Nai, Zindgi Mohtaj Ho Gayi Tere Pyar Di, Tu Mil Jave Menu Ta Rab Nal Koyi Vasta Nai.