#couples to hain hi very cute

[abyssmita]

To the entirety of desiblr,

Why are you all so disgustingly in love? 😭

[gojosgigi]

moody.

summary: the missus is feeling moody, and harry is well.. harry.

warnings: cuss words, pregnancy, harry being an adorable idiot.

pairing: desi/hindi speaking!reader (fem) x harry styles.

a quick thanks and acknowledgement to my lovely proof reader, @astralwaifu 🤍 this only ever got out of the drafts because of them.

“y/n? baby i’m home.” harry calls, walking inside their house.

the corner of his lips turn into a small smile when he finds her in the kitchen, a small pout to her lips, eyebrows furrowed, arms crossed, stomping around the kitchen.

“hello, m’love” he walks over to her, kissing her cheek, then to kiss her belly. she glares at him.

harry couldn’t help but smile. he loved teasing her when she was mad, only for the simple reason that she got even madder when he did. he always thought she looked so adorable when she was all moody.

“ek toh na tum smile karna band karo [first of all, stop smiling.]” that only made harry’s smile grow wider.

harry understood what y/n was saying because a few years into their relationship he learned hindi to impress her parents, also because there were a few phrases y/n said too often, so harry just caught along. he knew enough to understand what someone was saying to him, but not enough to actually speak in it.

“maine na daant tod dene hain sacchi.[i swear, i’ll break your teeth]” she gritted, harry tried to cover his teeth with his lips, failing miserably. when y/n starts to give threats in hindi, that means she’s on her top-most level of irritation.

harry always knew she never meant any of it, her so called “threats” were harmless.

harry walked over to hug his wife from the back, placing his hands on her belly, placing a small kiss on the back of her ear.

y/n walks over to the refrigerator, with harry still clung onto her back, taking out a cup of ice cream.

“look, baby, there’s a harry styles on my back.” she says, looking down at her belly. harry laughs.

“are you a fucking sloth?” she asks harry, turning her neck towards him.

“woman! the baby can hear you! and the answer to your question is yes, i am a sloth and i belong to y/n y/l/n styles.” y/n rolls her eyes.

harry peppers kisses all over y/n’s face.

with one last kiss to her neck, he finally takes a seat on the stool placed next to the kitchen island. watches y/n take out a spoon from the drawer, admiring his gorgeous wife. her dress highlighting her cute baby bump, her beautiful features, the little necklace dangling on her neck, everything. absolutely everything.

“why do you purposely irritate me?” she asks, looking at harry who was back at it again, standing next to y/n, bending down to kiss her cheek.

“because you look very cute all frustrated.” he replies, simply. she shakes her head.

“you didn’t even give me a kiss today.” harry says, making y/n roll her eyes. harry takes his seat back at the stool, tugging at y/n’s wrist, as a way to silently ask her to sit on his lap.

“don’t you love me anymore?” he asks, “no, not really.” she replies,sarcastically, walking over, sitting across his lap.

the green eyed boy fakes a gasp, covering his mouth. “you don’t love me?” he turns his head to look out of the window.

“how could you be so reckless with my heart?” harry sings, lowly. y/n couldn’t help but laugh at her husband’s goofiness.

“there’s it is! finally got you to smile!” harry says, feeling a sense of achievement.

“ah! kudos.” y/n shakes her head, before placing it on his shoulder. harry laughs. slowly silence takes over the room. the couple just stays in comfortable silence for a moment. harry rubbing his hand on y/n thigh slowly, feeling her hot breath on his neck.

“i love you, harry.” y/n says, breaking the silence, picking up her head off of his shoulder to look in his eyes. “ thank you for keeping up with all my shit. i know i can be a pretty big pain in the ass sometimes.” they both laugh.

“i love you too, y/n styles.” he brings his hand up to put a strand of her hair behind her ear “i’m not going to say that you’re not a pain in the ass, because, well, you are.” she laughs, he too chuckles “but you don’t have anything to thank me for, you’re my love and it’s my responsibility to cheer you up when you’re sad or moody, or upset. you’re my wife! my best friend, my everything. i don’t see one flaw in you. whether it’s how easily you get mad, or how you never do the dishes or how you didn’t give me a kiss today, or- i’m sorry, what was i saying again?” y/n rolled her eyes, harry laughed.

“y’know what? maybe i actually don’t love you.”

“yes you do, but sure you can lie to yourself all you want.” he shrugs.

“why did i marry you?”

“well, that question has a very long answer, let’s start with how sexy i am, and obviously my charming personali-“ he gets cut off by y/n slapping his chest, playfully. he laughs.

“aniruddh, your father is a narcissist.” she says looking down at her belly.

“hey!~ we’re not settled on that name, yet.”

“yes, we are. who’s kid is this?”

“say it like it’s not mine as well.”

“sure it is.” she mumbles with a playful smile settled on her lips, getting out of his lap, rushing out of the room.

“y/n styles!”

[misterewrites]

Intro to Caitlyn 101 (Mirror’s Edge)

Summary:  Caitlyn is a thief looking for the next big score. Used to taking wristwatches and wallets from rich folk, she's aiming to take down bigger game as she discovers the hidden magical world within her hometown. Her first mark is an unassuming shopkeeper and his collect of ancient relics. All set with a plan, Caitlyn makes her move. Though plans rarely go off without a hitch.

Hello everyone! E here, hoping you are all well and staying safe. So the next chapter of my little side project is here! Honestly wasn't planning on getting back to this so soon but I was having fun worldbuilding and character creating and here we are. You can blame my friend @hains-mae for enabling me.

Right so the next thing I write will probably be the part two to this then the next chapter of the Underground. Umm that's really it for me so have a great week, be safe, wear your mask, take care of yourself and your loved ones. Please feel free to reblog, share, leave kudos or leave comments with things you liked or feedback if you read it on a03. I promised I'd try to promote myself more and it feels weird haha.

E is out, have a great one everyone! and here’s the link to the doobly do 

---> https://archiveofourown.org/works/30599756/chapters/76014323

There was an arrogance that seemed deeply etched into every aspect of the magical world. She stood among valuable, ancient relics from throughout human history: Vases from Greece lined the shelf above her. A row of Roman gladius blades in various states of decay with only a flimsy glass case between them and Caitlyn’s pocket. Tarnished Victorian era slivered lockets left about like loose change.

Millions dollars worth of the past and she, a stranger, was left unattended with it all.

Technically she wasn’t supposed to be in here with the locked door and close sign but the fact in the 5 minutes it took her to pick the lock and scout the first floor without a single soul attempting to stop her really was a testimony to the haughtiness of the ‘shopkeeper’.

It had been only few months since she saw past the false reality that was superimposed onto hers and she was still readjusting: Magic was real. Elves, dwarves, little halfing folk? Real. People shooting bolts of lightning and flames while riding storm clouds? Real. The guy who kept awkwardly hitting on her every time she tried to get a hotdog from the cart at the corner? Just a regular creep BUT could’ve been magical.

Even their currency was a show of their excessive wealth: Sliver, gold, platinum coins Actual platinum traded away like it was nothing! People starving and helpless on the streets and these bastards just walked with some of the rarest metal on the planet in their pockets like chump change.

Anger bubbled within her stomach along with self righteousness and a bit of her breakfast but she took a deep calming breath, closing her bluish gray eyes. ‘Calm down Cait’ she scolded herself ‘This isn’t the first time you’ve seen excessive wealth squandered and wasted. You’re here for a job so do it and never come back.’

She glanced around the waiting room she found herself in. It was off to the side of the shopping front andthere were very few things of interest in the tiny room: Some old, tattered chairs that had seen better days. A very, very tacky abstract painting hung over a bricked up fireplace. There was a scattering of magazines older than her with loose stables and free roaming pages everywhere.

A place of show and very little use.

“Hello my angel.”

Caitlyn seized up. She had been so caught up in her rage she hadn’t been paying attention to anyone coming down the stairs. Three stories with a handful of people about and nary a sound could heard. Must be some sort of magic.

She shook herself out of her stupor, slowly exhaling to calm her nerves. She forced her lips to curve into the cutest, lost smile she could muster. She opened her purple jacket a bit further so the guy could get a clearer view of her tight white tank top and running shorts.

“Helpless. Remember you’re helpless.” She whispered to herself before whirling about, her long black hair with dyed purple coloring flowed behind her gracefully as if she was an actress in those stupid hair product commercials.

“Oh!” she spoke with mock surprise, scrunching her face cutely as possible “I’m so, so, so sorry! I’m lost and the door was open and sorry!”

She leaned forward, sheepishly scratching the back of her neck as she gave whoever it was a better view of her outfit.

Hook, line and sinker.

“No problem sweetie. No need to lie to me.”

Hook, line and sunk apparently.

She blinked, unsure if she heard what she thought she heard. She glanced up to find a strangely dressed man with the goofiest grin.

He was cute in a ‘I dress as an obscure, indie character for cosplay’kind of way: His messy, unkempt black hair sat under a black fedora. He wore a long black trench coat that had seen better days. At least he preferred more colors than black on black. His collared shirt was a nice baby blue with an equally nice light brown vest. Black dress pants because men’s fashion is incredibly boring and shiny loafers to completed the look. Whatever the look was.

She expected him to be taking a good look at her attire.

What she found was him staring at her.

His warm dark brown eyes were soft, gentle and he refused to break his gaze from her bluish grays even though there were more tempting sights on offer.

She was on the back foot. No wandering glances, no self pleasured smiles. Not even a creepy chuckle. Just a strangely dressed, inch shorter guy looking like he just found the love of his life in this moment.

“I…” she cleared her throat “Umm….did you hear me?”

He gave a quick nod “Yeah. You broke in and you were trying to cover your tracks.”

It wasn’t that he guessed correctly what was she up to that threw her off. It was how casually he said it. More discussing the weather than committing a felony.

She raised an eyebrow, not sure how to proceed from whatever this was. There were always some people who caught on about her intentions fairly quickly but no one had ever been so….indifferent about it.

“I don’t work here.” the man offered, slowly closing the distance between them but leaving the doorframe wide open “I really don’t care that you’re here to rob the place.”

This has to be a trap. This had to be. No one was ever this….laidback. Were the other goons on the side waiting to jump her when she bolted? Was she on camera and he was letting her go knowing full well he had all the evidence he needed to track her down?

Or maybe he really didn’t care. He seemed more interested in talking than stopping her and there was this strange presence about him. A calm she’d never felt before even when her parents were alive. It was odd and foreign to her but she felt safe. Protected.

She shook her head, slowly inching closer to the doorway. The man made no attempt stop her. He just stood there, smiling, hands in his pocket.

The rational part of her brain said to run. This whole thing was botched and it was better to cut her losses than find out first hand what magical creatures could do to her. The less rational side of her head told her to wait, to talk this guy. Lying was obviously pointless but she had a feeling he would answer any questions she’d had and she had plenty.

“So…” she rose a suspicious eyebrow “Not gonna stop me?”

He shook his head “I wish you’d stay but I understand if you don’t want to be found in Andor’s shop. He’s one of those new elves. Less honor more power.”

She blinked. He said elves right? Just threw it out there like it was an everyday matter of fact and not a deeply held secret of her hometown.

“Elves aren’t real.’ Caitlyn said matter of fact.

“We both know better than that.” The man gave a bright smile.

“What do you want?”

The words spilled out of her mouth despite her best attempts but this guy was throwing her off so badly she forgot how to function.

“Talk to you of course.”

The worst kind of people were the sincere ones. They were sappy and gooey. They just so happy it was sickening. They had to be up to something. They had to some scheme or scam or something they were waiting to drop on you. No one was that happy, that purely honest. They were the liars who were so good they convinced themselves they were good people. No one was good and everyone had a dark corner in their soul they hid from the world.

Caitlyn knew she had plenty in whatever was left of her ratty soul.

“And if we talk? Will you let me go?”

The man nodded as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Caitlyn licked her lips anxiously “Promise?”

Promise? What was she 12? No one kept their promises. Not even her.

He placed his hand over his heart “Cross my heart.”

“Let’s talk,”

He jerked his head towards the door “Outside. Don’t want you to ruin your heist.”

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Today was not going how she was expecting. She was thought she was going to break into an elf ran front, scout the area and come back in the middle of the night. She hadn’t been expecting to have coffee and bread with a random stranger on the street.

Well she had coffee, mystery man opted for hot chocolate.

They stood in a strangely comfortable silence a block from Andor’s. The man offered to pay for whatever she wanted and she took him up on it. Couple of baked goods, a sandwich for lunch, some water and of course her cup of wake up juice. If he was mad at her for her splurging at his expense, he hid it well. He just took his coco and some fancy elvish bread. Looked good but Caitlyn wasn’t up for trying other beings food. She didn’t know how it would sit with her stomach.

The elf who ran the cart, a few months ago human to her, waved goodbye to the pair as he counted the human cash the man gave him.

The trench coat cosplay stood patiently, sipping his drink and waited for her to break the silence.

She refused to break the silence first. Not wanting to sound too eager. Eagerness was a weakness and this guy was already throwing her off her rhythm.

“I’m Finnrick by the way.”

She turned to him, unsure if he was messing with her or not.

He gave her the same goofy smile “Finnrick Drift, private investigator.”

“Ah huh.” She nodded slowly “So you’re a magical P.I.? Like elves cheating on their wives, dwarves dodging their taxes P.I.?”

“Sometimes.” He shrugged his shoulders “Ironically elves like dodging on their taxes more than dwarves.”

“Right.”

“You’re new to the whole other side of Newton Haven huh?”

She glanced at her coffee “Lived here my whole life. Really makes me wonder if I lost my mind.”

“Don’t worry, we’re all mad here Alice.”

Why was she talking to him? Why was she being honest? This was weirder and getting weirder every passing second.

Finnrick changed subject “So, robbing Andor? Any particular loot you are after?”

Caitlyn narrowed her eyes “Trying to fish something out of me Finny?”

“Guilty as charged” He beamed with pure happiness “Don’t want you wasting your time on shiny trinkets he cares nothing about.”

Caitlyn remained silent. She wasn’t used to such transparency. Normally this would be the point where the guy would lie or pretend to not have heard or awkwardly switch the subject but Finnrick answered openly and honestly. So far.

“So” Caitlyn straightened up, pulling her jacket wide open “What do you think? Great outfit right?”

Finnrick turned to her with a grin, his cheeks turning a pinkish hue as his eyes locked onto hers “Your body is absolutely lovely but your eyes even more so.”

Caitlyn could feel the flush coming. She coughed loudly, focusing on her drink as she willed the embarrassment away.

Finnrick chuckled lightly but returned to his drink. The silence returned, still comfortable as before.

This is was bad whatever this was. She needed to regain some level of control and stop acting like a teenage girl on her first garbage fire of a date.

“So” she cleared her throat “Mister P.I. what would you recommend taking if not all those millions of dollars of historical items he leaves about?”

Finnrick crushed the foam cup effortlessly as he gestured to the third floor of the shop “His office has a pretty simple safe. He keeps loads of paperwork. His various contracts, accounts, treasure hoards”

Caitlyn scoffed in disbelief even though her eyes shone with excitement “Treasure hoards? Elves? I thought dragons were the hoarders. Weren’t elves supposed to be above all that lovely corruption?”

“No one is above corruption.’ Finnrick answered “Elves are just like everyone else.”

Caitlyn crossed her arms and leaned back with a cocky swagger “And why, pray tell, would I care about boring paperwork?”

“Because it really hurt him in the pride.”

Damn Finnrick was good. Not only she was eager to learn more, she could already feel the smug satisfaction of bringing a powerful prick down a peg fill her cause.

Finnrick seemed to notice this because he went on “Andor is a young elf. 100 years give or take.”

“A hundred years is young?”

“When you live a thousand years every other race is a child to you. Andor’s old man is a swell guy. He’s one of those good elves you see in Tolkien.”

“Tolkien?” Caitlyn furrowed her brow “He wrote the books that those Lord of the Rings films are based on right?”

“Yeah actually.”

“Oh and the Hob…”

“We don’t talk about that.” Finnrick quickly added “But see the problem is Andor’s old man doesn’t know his son has become the small time crime lord. Thinks he’s running an antique business selling off old junk that was gathering dust in the family’s attic.”

Something clicked into place for Caitlyn “Wait. Junk from the attic? You mean all those relics on the shop floor?! THAT’S OLD JUNK!?”

Finnrick gave a casual shrug “Elves are weird. Andor don’t know shit about selling, all his money comes from his illegal business practices. That’s how he keeps the shop afloat.”

“I see” Caitlyn spoke, her bluish grays sparkling with mischievous intent “If those records disappeared, his shop sinks and he has to run back home to daddy.”

“And out of the city” Finnrick finished with a smile “And those records are pretty valuable to loads of people. Easier to fence and less messy to explain than a long lost Greek vase showing up in someone’s private collection. You’d get good prices for those hoard locations alone. Better than trying to carry tons of stolen and lost treasure back to your house.”

Caitlyn eyed Finnrick carefully “And you’re doing this out of the kindness of your heart? Trying to do your ‘civic’ duty to our fair city?”

“Among other things” Finnrick admitted “But mostly for the greater good.”

“Pfft, greater good? Yeah sure buddy. Like you know what’s the greater good.”

“Will you do it?”

Caitlyn paused, allowing all this information sink in. It was much better than she had planned and while she wasn’t sure of Finnrick’s angle, he seemed honest enough. Of course everyone seems honest enough the first time you meet them.

“Let’s say I do” she spoke, placing her hands on her hips to play the part “What’s in it for you?”

“A favor” He replied simply.

She rose a curious eyebrow “A favor? It’s not date with me, is it?”

“No, I plan to earn that one myself.” Finnrick answered cheerfully.

Caitlyn coughed “Fine, good. Not a date. Least you’re not a creep. But a favor is pretty vague.”

“It’ll be simple I promise.”

Caitlyn narrowed her gaze suspiciously “You promise?”

Finnrick put his hand over his heart again “Cross my heart.”

Caitlyn took a moment, weighing the pros and cons of the situation.

Caitlyn offered her hand towards the trench coat cosplayer “You got yourself a deal.”

He gently took her hand in his own and gave it a firm shake. She was surprised when, as he pulled back, she felt a strange metallic item left behind.

She looked at the crystal butterfly hair clip he placed in her hand: It was a beautiful with sliver hues and multi-colored shards of glass across its wings.

“What’s this?”

“A gift.”

Caitlyn felt uneasy with the ornament in her palm: It felt cold and distant like it was feeling her out and wasn’t liking what it found.

“It’s attuning to you.” Finnrick explained “It’s syncing up to your whole aura.”

“Aura?” Caitlyn shot him a glare of disbelief “This isn’t one of those new age hippie things is it?”

Finnrick shook his head “It’s a magical item. Yours specifically. Everything alive has a deep and very convoluted to explain connection to this plane. The hairclip is trying to match yours so you and only you can use it.”

“It feels wrong.”

“Because it doesn’t know you yet. It will.”

Caitlyn felt unease about whatever this was. Part of her wanted to toss it as far as she could. The worst part was she felt the item probing at her, changing temperatures as if trying find a comfortable setting for both of them. Burning one moment and too cold the next. This was magic and it made her felt like she knew nothing.

But part of her felt it slowly and subtly trying to match her, focusing on her and on her place in the universe. It felt more natural each passing moment and she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t curious what mister detective over here was letting her borrow.

Caitlyn blew a strand of hair out of her face “How long does this usually take?”

“An hour.” Finnrick reached into his pocket and pulled out a cell phone “Oh shoot I have a meeting to get to.”

He turned to leave and suddenly Caitlyn felt alone. Awkward just standing in the street without someone to talk to.

“Wait!” She reached for him but quickly pulled back when he faced her “….any advice?”

Finnrick scratched his chin for a moment “Red tiles. Avoid them or they’ll blast you off the roof.”

“G-gotcha.” Caitlyn didn’t want to know what blast off the roof was code for “A-and the hairclip? What’s it do?”

Finnrick gave a cheeky grin and Caitlyn could feel her face flush “I guess you’ll have to find out angel. Bye for now. May we meet again soon.”

And like that, he was off. Strolling down the straight with a bounce in his step and humming a tune.

Caitlyn glanced at the ornate hairclip in her hand.

Turns out there was a lot more to this magical world than she thought.

[terramythos]

TerraMythos 2021 Reading Challenge - Book 23 of 26

Title: Stories of the Raksura, Volume Two (2015)

Author: Martha Wells

Genre/Tags: Fantasy, Adventure, Short Story Collection, Third-Person, LGBT Protagonist, Female Protagonist

Rating: 8/10 (note: this is an average)

Date Began: 8/30/2021

Date Finished: 9/8/2021

Stories of the Raksura, Volume Two is the second of two short story/novella collections that take place in the Books of the Raksura universe. As before, I recommend reading the original trilogy if you’re interested in this series— otherwise you will be pretty confused. You can check out my review of The Cloud Roads here. 

Of the two novellas and three short stories in this volume, my favorites were “The Dead City” and “The Dark Earth Below”, both of which got a 9/10 from me.

Individual ratings, content warnings, and minor series spoilers below the cut.

Content warnings for the book: Suicidal ideation, graphic violence, gore, death, parental disownment, childbirth.  

#1 - The Dead City (9/10)

Fleeing from the ruins of Saraseil, Moon attempts to process his trauma. After wandering aimlessly, he stumbles upon a small village troubled by a rash of strange disappearances. Moon resolves to uncover a mysterious threat and save the locals— but he must hide his true identity lest they turn on him.

He was tired of looking at dead groundlings, tired of feeling sorry for them. The Fell had hunted them through the streets of Saraseil, dug through the walls of their houses. There was a raw lump of emotion in his chest, boiling and expanding until it felt as if it was going to burst through his scales.

He wanted to make somebody else feel sorry.

This story really clicked with me; it’s more emotionally intense than many stories in this series. It’s also one of the few glimpses we get of Moon before discovering the Raksura, and the difference between this painfully lonely version of him and the version we get throughout the series is quite striking. Things gets better, Moon, I swear! The prose is also on point and very entertaining to read. I found the monsters in this story pretty creepy; basically a Three Worlds take on zombies.

Even so, I had trouble understanding why I liked this story so much, but then I realized— it’s a freaking Murderbot plot. Hyper competent, emotionally stunted loner stumbles upon a bunch of strangers in need, and decides they must help said strangers without being able to articulate why… all while hiding their secret identity. Cue a bunch of badass action scenes spliced together with emotionally charged self-reflection. This is in no way a criticism, because I LOVE that plot, and it’s kind of funny to see a Murderbot prototype in the Raksura universe.

#2 - Mimesis (8/10)

Jade is on a diplomatic mission with a small contingent of warriors. When one of the younger ones disappears, she searches the nearby forest to find him. But she soon discovers much more than she bargained for.  

Of course, the lesson might be that instead of the court losing one warrior it was about to lose a warrior and a sister queen, just because Jade didn’t want to look like a coward. And maybe a predator’s burrow wasn’t a good place for an inner debate about responsibility and leadership.

This is a very short story, about the length of a standard chapter. But I did enjoy it; it’s nice to have a story from Jade’s POV. The monster here is maybe the creepiest one in the series? I like how its whole deal ties into the title. Other than that, not a whole lot to say about this one.

#3 - Trading Lesson (7/10)

A group of wandering traders visit the Indigo Cloud colony tree. Moon notices one attempting to swindle a Raksura, and promptly puts a stop to it.

Moon’s attempt to appear innocent and only mildly interested was clearly failing, so he said, “I like amber fine. I don’t like traders that take advantage of people.” Iglen wasn’t obligated to play fairly. But Moon wasn’t obligated to let him get away with it, either.

If “Mimesis” seemed short, this one is really only a few pages long. It’s basically a slice-of-life scene at Indigo Cloud. It’s some fun bonus content if you want to see a fragment of daily life among the Raksura, but not much else.

#4 - The Almost Last Voyage of the Wind-Ship Escarpment (8/10)

Jai is the captain of a small wind-ship with a tight-knit crew. Their newest member is a young man named Flaren, recently disowned and left for dead by his family. Jai feels an especially strong kinship with him— but when Flaren’s father offers her crew a job to deliver ransom in an active hostage situation, Flaren sees it as an opportunity to regain favor with his family.

Not only would they be rescuing people who were badly in need of rescuing, stuck-up Issilan nobles though they were, but the rest of the payment Canon Hain had promised was so large they couldn’t afford to pass it up. “The pirates want their ransom, we want their hostages and our payment for freeing them. If it goes well, everyone gets what they want.”

Everyone nodded, reassured, and Jai felt the tension ease. Then Shiri had to say darkly, “You hope that’s all they want.”

Honestly, I’ve always wanted to see a story that takes place in the Three Worlds, but doesn’t have anything to do with the Raksura. This is one such story, and I found it entertaining! I liked the themes of found family— specifically that love shouldn’t be conditional. It’s a cute story with some good action scenes.

#5 - The Dark Earth Below (9/10)

Jade is pregnant and close to giving birth, sending Moon into an anxious spiral. At the worst possible time, the Indigo Cloud colony finds itself the target of trouble. A small party of groundling explorers are found poisoned and near death along the forest floor. Moon finds both himself and the colony stalked by an invisible threat; but figuring out what it is and what it wants proves to be a challenge.

Stone growled and rubbed his face in frustration. Moon sympathized. He added, “I know, this doesn’t make sense.”

“It makes sense,” Stone countered. “We just don’t know why yet.”

This novella is the longest story in this collection; roughly half the book. “The Dark Earth Below” feels different than many Raksura stories. It’s a mix of domestic everyday life and a tense suspense plot. These might seem contradictory, but it totally works. It’s nice to see Moon and Jade interact as a bickering couple, a dimension of their relationship we don’t see much of in the main series. There’s some major catharsis seeing Moon at a point where he’s finally happy, a far cry from his character in “The Dead City”. At the same time, the suspense story (plus creepy monster; a running theme of this collection) is gripping. There’s something about an invisible threat stalking the main characters that really gets to me— and its final reveal sure is something.

Closing Thoughts

I ended up liking this collection a little more than the first one! These anthologies are great for anyone looking for more Raksura content after reading the main series. But I can’t recommend them if you’re not already familiar with at least the original trilogy. If you do end up reading the Raksura books, let me know what you think!

[queen-scribbles]

Ooooh, may I request 33 from the hand-holding prompts? That's so cute. Any couple you want to talk about because frankly I love all your characters.

33. bandaging the other’s hand and not quite letting go

Have some Sigi/Fenris, bc for a fluff writer I sure love mining that awkward, complicated period between Acts 2 and 3 for them :3

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After everything they'd dealt with at Chateau Haine, the last thing Hawke wanted on the journey back to Kirkwall was an encounter with bandits. She couldn't say it surprised her; the woods and roads around Kirkwall were lousy with their ilk, from the desperate to the vicious. And she did have to admit, two travelers with no guard to speak of would make a tempting target, indeed.

Especially when it appeared only one of them was armed. There wasn't much that could hide Fenris' sword, but Hawke's axes were hidden under her cloak, giving the impression she was defenseless. It was the bandits' own poor planning that they ran with that impression, confidant enough in seven on two odds to spring an ambush.

It did not end well for them. Hawke was armed, of course, and tired, and utterly not in the mood for this shit. At least rag tag bandits were an easier fight than a bloody wyvern. And whatever... complications might exist between them, she and Fenris made a damn good team.)

"You alright?" she asked in the aftermath, nudging over a bandit with her boot to make sure he was actually dead, only half-looking at Fenris as she wiped blood off her axe blades.

"For the most part," Fenris said dryly. There was a sucking sound as his sword came free of a bandit's chest. "And you?"

"Unscathed and grumpy. What d'you mean 'for the most part'?" Hawke demanded. She wheeled to face him, heart in her throat as she raked a cataloging look from his head to his feet. There was nothing grievous that she could see, no bloodstains seeping through his armor.

In answer Fenris held out his hand to exhibit the scarlet line across his palm, smooth and clean, running just above his thumb to the base of his little finger.

Her brow furrowed as she examined the injury. "Maker's breath, Fenris, what did you do; grab a blade?!" she grumbled, scowl deepening when he didn't answer beyond a shrug. "That's nasty enough to fester if we leave it open." She jerked her head toward a nearby boulder. "Sit. I'll see what I can do..."

Fenris bristled slightly as her tone, but held his tongue as he sat. "It's hardly a mortal injury, Hawke."

Hawke arched a brow as blood dripped off the edge of his hand. They should've traveled back with Bethany's templar escort. Her sister was a fair hand at healing, if it would have been necessary in the first place. A large group--of templars, no less-- would have deterred an attack in the first place. But she'd wanted time with Fenris, even complicated as things were--

"There was a moment when I... Don't do that again."

--And he'd gotten hurt. Not badly, thank the Maker, but still... It wasn't the rush of battle that had her heart pounding in her chest. She should hate feeling this way, he was the one who left, but Andraste save her, she didn't.

Couldn't.

"Better safe than sorry," was all she said, biting back panicked concern with a tight jaw, trying to scold herself back to rationality as she tugged out a wadded rag and small roll of bandages. It really isn't that bad. "Stop the bleeding."

Fenris took the proffered rag, studying her as he held it to his palm. "Are you certain you're unhurt?"

Hawke nodded, staring at his hand, the crimson leeching into the rag, rather than meet his gaze. "Few bruises, maybe, but we dealt with them before anyone could do serious damage."

Several moments' silence passed as Fenris staunched the bleeding and both struggled for something safe to say. Finally, though, no fresh well of blood followed when he pulled the cloth away. Hawke cleaned off what had begun to dry and then cradled his hand gently in hers as she began to wind the bandages.

His skin was warm, and without the gauntlets she could almost feel the lyrium humming. It made something inside her twist and ache, remembering those hands on the curve of her waist, his thumb brushing her lip, tender fingers carded through her hair, pulling her in close--

Stop. Too late. Her breath caught and she focused very carefully on ensuring the bandages laid properly. Tight but not too much so. Smooth so there were no wrinkles to dig into his skin. She tucked the end under and was technically done. But her hand remained half-curled around his, her thumb rubbing along the side of his knuckle.

What had her heart in her throat and hope in her chest was Fenris didn't pull away.

They sat there a long moment, silent, barely daring to breathe, as her thumb rubbed back and forth and his fingers curled in at her touch. The spell of the moment broke when her hand shifted, fingertips brushing the red bound round his wrist.

Fenris withdrew his hand and coughed slightly as he flexed his fingers. "I... Thank you."

"It's too much... I cannot... do this."

Hawke made sure anything too raw was safely tucked away before she raised her head to meet his gaze. Her wry smile still felt too vulnerable, like something lingered for him to see. "You're, ah, you're welcome." She curled her own hands into fists as she pushed to her feet. "Thank you for having my back. Both now and back there." A vague gesture toward the mountains surrounding the chateau.

Fenris gave her an inscrutable look as he nodded and stood to sheathe his sword. "Always."

Despite her best efforts, that one word rattled in her mind until buried in the overwhelming din of Kirkwall's streets.

It made her smile much longer longer than that.

[tellywoodtrash]

immj2 30+31.12.20 lbs

30.12.20

lmao ep starts off itself with vansh and kabir ka staring match.

vansh steady in first place, not having blinked for................ like 3 minutes now? this dude a fucking freak.

while riddhima gazes adoringly at him thinking bhagwaan ne mujhe itnaaaaaaaaaa achcha pati diya hai. pft. idk what the hell sins you did in your last life riddhima, to get a husband like this one in this life, but it had to be something reallllllllllll bad. like stealing from little orphans and kicking puppies or some shit.

thankfully dadi is here to put an end to this chutiyaapa.

countdown blah blah, no1 currrrrrrrrr.

itna pheeeeeeeeeenka happy new year. bhai-behen ho kya???

now we talking.

he just says some trite shit like new kahaani that will be remembered for ages blah blah and gives creepy looks. dude why can’t you be normal on oneeeee bloody day?

ahaana also giving random creepy looks seeing vansh/riddhima hugging. and she goes and............

i think i watch this show and rrahul a little too closely ki i instantly knew this isn’t his hand and thus it’s not vansh’s hand she’s holding.

yupppppppppp. bola tha na.

damn they make a hotass couple of shady bitches.

ok wow i’m really feeling it. wish kabir wasn’t a sociopath who is incapable of feeling attachment (“love” is too strong a word) for anyone but his mother.

lmao his reaction when ahaana tells him ki riddhima didn’t believe any of the pattiii she padaofied her about vansh.

ok but how do these two know each other??? matlab yeh le aaya hai issko? i thought vansh le aaya hoga?!!?

mereko kya kaunsa manhoos le aaya? i’m just here for the attractive ppl pressing their bodies up against each other. keep on keeping on, #KaHana

he’s warning her against ever double-crossing him and dude the angry/hate-sex vibes here are *~~~ExQuISiTe*~~~~

the way she’s confidently gazing at him all sexy tells me she’s a much more seasoned player than riddhima and i already love her more than the damn lead of the show.

damn. that’s a gnarly period you got riddhima. that’s an unusual amount of flow. go see a doctor about it, sis.

i’ve heard about ppl making art with menstrual blood and all, but this is fucking ridiculous.

anyway of course the dumbass goes investigating it. and got fucking attacked in the storeroom and SOMEONE HUNG HER UP. LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN THIS MESSED UP HOUSE DUDE????/ WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU STILLL LIVE HERE????

Chehra Appreciation Break

asadkjasldjlaskdjlsakjdlas the way he’s yelling for everyone and interrogating them of their whereabouts coz riddhima’s missing.

lmao ishani and ahaana’s reactions at this temper tantrum are fucking amazing.

dang what’s with the suuuuuper orange lower half of his face???? ugh. the foundation woes are back now that the beard’s growing back in.

anyway he went barrelling off to find her after some more chabaaya hua dhamkis at his fam. ahaana already regretting moving into this pagaal khaana.

this scene is so fucking disturbing to watch that i don’t even wanna fucking cap it. but she was legit getting HANGED and he managed to get there in the nick of time and save her.

how, you ask? BY SHOOTING AT THE ROPE, INSTEAD OF JUST.......... DOING SOMETHING NORMAL LIKE RUNNING AND PUTTING THE STOOL BACK UNDER HER FEET TO STABILIZE HER. THIS SHOW IS JUST FUCKING BATSHIT INSANE, MY LORD.

this poor girl, my god. i don’t think i’ve ever watched a tellywood FL be tortured to the extent that this one is on a daily basis. it’s fucking ridiculous. there’s no redemption for any of the raisinghanias at this point. she just needs to fucking leave (and file several domestic violence cases against each and every one of them, except dadi.)

anyway she tells him whatever went down today, starting from the period blood fiasco onwards and he’s........ vibrating in anger. cool i guess.

some promises and shit about how who ever did this will pay, time for “humaara khel” and .......... dude. you say this shit every single time. and nothing changes. i don’t give a fuck anymore about your stupid promises. move the fuck outta this hellhole with your wife if you really mean it.

seedha jaake ahaana ke sar pe bandook taan di. based on what evidence? only the Good Lord above knows, coz vansh and the writers sure don’t.

no literally based on what is he accusing her and pulling the trigger??????? idgi??????

almost shot her and is saying “riddhima pe kharonchh nahi aani chahiye, baat ishq aur vishwaas ki hai” and ahaana is giggling and literally what the fuck is going on i’m so confused.

ahaana saying wowwwww, you want revenge also, and she shouldn’t get hurt also.

MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!! I KNEW IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE’S THE ONE WHO BROUGHT AHAANA IN!!!!!!!!!!!!

literally what the fuck is this dude on???? badla chahiye, par dard nahi hona chahiye. bhai, kya phoonk ke aaye ho, humein bhi toh thoda de do.

ok this is tooooo fucking convoluted a game. riddhima thinks kabir is the one attacking her. but it’s kabir + ahaana. kabir thinks ahaana is on his side and brought her into VR mansion, but ahaana is double agent who was actually planted in kabir’s nazar by vansh to fuck over BOTH kabir and riddhima. i think?????????

ahaana be like re devaaaaaa, what fucking madness have i gotten myself into????????????? the things i have to do for health insurance coverage during a pandemic.

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31.12.20

first 5 minutes is some new year ka naach gaana bs. fwding.

ok this fucker is a legit motherflipping crazy. he just wants to keep torturing riddhima for god knows how long.

even ahaana is alarmed.

did he do absolutely noooooo research after the cliff chhalaang? like....... this revenge shit is so dumb at this point, when he knows she brought in vihaan to stop kabir from ruining the family, and took a second fucking bullet for him?!?!?!?!?!?! they shouldn’t have written the second gunshot plot point, coz now he looks like a reallllllllll unappreciative fucker for whom literally no good deed is enough.

WHAT PYAAR AND VISHWAAS, FUCKER???????? LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?????? YOU’VE PLAYED THESE GAMES WITH HER FROM THE VERY START OF YOUR MARRIAGE AND MAYBE TOOK A BREAK FOR A WEEK OR TWO IN BETWEEN - WHEN SHE GOT SHOT THE FIRST TIME AND DURING ISHANI’S WEDDING. THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT??????/ LIKE.......... THIS MAKES NO BLOODY SENSE. THIS CHARACTER IS JUST SUCH A SUPREME DOUCHEBAG, MY GOD. THERE’S ABSOLUTELY NO REDEEMING HIM WHATSOEVER.

also can’t say rrahul’s extra chabaaaaa chabaaaaaaa ke bolna is making this enjoyable to watch at all.

all i wanna know is what ahaana has on him that he’s indebted to her and thought her worthy enough to join forces with. SPILL SPILL SPILL SPILL!!!!!!!!!!!! what does ahaana get outta all this?!!?!?!!!!!!

riddhima on the other hand running around wondering whom vansh is gonna murder. SIS YOU JUST GOT STRANGULATED CAN YOU SIT DOWN FOR A HOT SEC AND REST?!?!!?!?

ahaana is like bro you gonna ruin riddhima’s life, and he’s like yeah, that’s what i want. jesus christ, dude. just divorce her then. why prolong this shit out like this????? truly psychopathic.

riddhima hears his voice and heads to the pool area..........

............. isn’t that his shoulder there behind the tree? is she fucking blind???????? HOW CAN SHE NOT SEE HIS 7 FOOT TALL HULKING ASS BEHIND THAT PATLA SA JHAADI?????? HE’S LITERALLY THERE LIKE........

........... she left. god. she’s really really REALLY stupid. like pretty sure these crimes against her count as extraaaaaaaaa bad....... like, pick on someone with your own brain capacity, vansh? leave the simple minded sis alone!

the only gift that’s acceptable from you rn sir, is divorce papers. and a self-filed restraining order promising to stay 3 whole districts away.

yikes, that beard is notttttt growing in well.

“tum mujhe apne saare stress de do.” BITCH YOU’RE HER BIGGEST STRESS. ASSHOLE. I HATE YOU SO MUCH.

“tumse door jaake jaaonga kahaan? abhi toh bohut kuch baaki hai.” fucking dieeee, you psychopath.

lmaoooooooooooooooo her face when she doesn’t understand wtf this gift is supposed to be. i’ve been there sis. trying to fake enthusiasm for some reallllll bad gifts from men is truly painful.

also she’s so dang cute when they let her use her face properly!!!!!! har waqt bechaari ko bass rulaate rehte hain iss show mein.

one ainvayiiii gift ke bahaane some random cuteness.

sis gazing at him some more thinking omg he loves me soooooooo much.

she remembered ahaana’s warning, and is like no she was lying to me!!!!!!!!! stupid stupid stupiddddddd. no matter whoever planted her, you should believe that sister over your haraami misters. motive jo bhi ho, bol toh behen sach hi rahi thi.

yuck that looks ugly af. why the hell would you want that on your bedroom wall? esp. when your bedroom is already so goddamn fugly.

anyway he’s gaslighting her some more about ahaana blah blah.

riddhima like i’ll prove it. le, iska jee nahi bharaa. she wants to do more jasoosi and go get stuck in random traps that try to kill her.

vansh promising he’ll throw ahaana and her partners out if she can prove it. meaning you’ll........... throw yourself out?????

whatever man, idk and idc anymore what this fucker does. i’m just here for the faces.

threatening notes planted in all these ppl’s rooms. everyone instantly like OMG VANSHHHHHHHHHHH DID THISSSSS. lol coz who else does this chutiyaapa of leaving random messages around like this.

but nope. chachi saw riddhima’s earring lying there and knows it’s her.

isko bhi mila.

lmao kabir rueing the day he set eyes on riddhima coz jeena haraam kar rakha hai ladki ne.

riddhima like mwahahahahhaha they must have got my notes and now they’ll come attack me! behen, woh toh note ke bina bhi roz karte aaye hain...............

there. promptly got jumped.

surprise, surprise.

lol attitude toh dekho behen ka. wish she was the lead of the show instead of riddhima.

[dissecting-bollywood]

10 Iconic On-Screen Couples of All-Time

As someone who grew up watching the same romance tropes used over and over again, I can almost immediately figure out on which on-screen couples have actual chemistry or not and a big part of it comes from the couples friendship off-screen. Some of them are really solid while others just straight up despise each other, and these relationships really affect the way their characters interact on-screen. Here, I’ll discuss 10 on-screen couples that are just too good together (in my opinion!)

1. AMITABH AND REKHA

One of the most controversial couples of Bollywood, the Amitabh-Rekha formula was a hit after the film Do Anjaane��(1976). Although the pair starred in 10 movies opposite each other, their most talked about movie with Jaya Bachchan was the 1981 film Silsila. The movie focused on a love triangle between Bachchan, his wife Jaya, and Rekha, and it was so controversial because many thought that it was a real life depiction of the three’s relationship. Although the pair haven’t collaborated after Silsila, they now seemed to have gotten over it and started respecting each other as they began greeting each other in award functions and whatnots.

2. SRK AND KAJOL

This duo is basically like two puzzle pieces; they fit perfectly! The actors paired up for the first time in the 1993 thriller Baazigar and went on to star in 8 more movies. Those include Kuch Kuch Hota Hai (1998), Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham (2001), Karan Arjun (1995), and of course Dilwale Dulhania Le Jayenge (1995), which is the longest running Bollywood movie ever. Off-screen, they are very good friends that still talk and work with each other, which shows that they are very well connected and it helps in improving their characters’ chemistry.  The romance and connection between them is so natural that you forget for a moment that they aren’t a real couple!

3. RAJ AND NARGIS

The oldest on-screen couple in this list, the successful actors were paired with each other for the first time in 1948′s Aag. Although the film did an average job in the box office, the pair did the 1949 film Barsat, which went on to be a hit. They then starred in many blockbusters together, including Shree 420 (1955), Awaara (1951), and Chori Chori (1956). Even though in most of their movies they ended up together, off screen the duo were having an affair for a long time. Nargis wanted to marry Raj, but he refused her proposal, sinking herself into depression before meeting her future-husband Sunil Dutt. If only singing in the rain could make the actors fall in love with each other in real life.

4. SRIDEVI AND ANIL

A very nostalgic couple in my opinion, they were showcased as a couple in the silver screen for the very first time in Mr. India (1987), even though they worked together in two films before this iconic one. They then went on to star in 10 movies together, with the most memorable one being 1991′s Lamhe. Sridevi went on to marry Anil Kapoor’s brother Boney Kapoor and take a 15-year-long hiatus from acting after 1997′s Judaai. On screen they were so comfortable together and a big part of it comes from the the actors real-life relationship. Many of the 80′s-90′s kids wished that they would collaborate again, but sadly it seems to be left as a dream after Sridevi’s untimely death.

5. AAMIR AND JUHI

Probably one of my favorite couples of all time, Aamir and Juhi starred together in the movie Qayamat Se Qayamat Tak (1988), which was a successful venture. The duo went on to star in movies like Ishq (1997) and Love Love Love (1989). Although on-screen the couple shared great chemistry, off-screen they weren’t really in good terms. According to Aamir, the petty fight started in the set of Ishq where Aamir would avoid Juhi at all costs. The actors didn’t get in touch for seven years and when they did, it was when Aamir was getting a divorce from his first wife, Reena Dutta. The actors are now in talking terms and I seriously hope they do a movie together again.

6. VARUN AND ALIA

Hands down the generation’s most prominant on-screen couple is Varun-Alia. Both of them debuting in Student of the Year in 2012 with Siddharth Malhotra, the interviews they give together indicates a rock solid friendship between them.  The duo continued starring alongside each other in Humpty Sharma ki Dulhania (2014), Badrinath Ki Dulhania (2017), and Kalank (2019), most of them being hits. Whats there not to love about them? Both of them are equally charming and they steal all your attention whenever they are on-screen. And even though they are the newest/youngest couple in the list, I can say undoubtedly that in the future years, they’ll star in more romantic blockbusters opposite each other. 

7. SALMAN AND MADHURI

Let’s be honest: after the hit Hum Aapke Hain Koun..! (1994), you thought they were a match made in heaven. Although they starred in other movies before, this classic 90′s movie with a generic plot showed how much chemistry they have and its the kind that you don’t come across that often. In film promos, interviews, and reality shows it is apparent that the two actors have a very friendly relationship together. There is little to no hatred nor pettiness between them and they praise each other as artists whenever they can. They are basically the example of how memorable a movie can be if the right actors with a strong friendship are put opposite each other.

8. HRITHIK AND AISHWARYA

*sigh* Where do I even start? The two equally gorgeous stars were opposite each other for the first time in Dhoom 2 (2006), a film that lacked a good script but was saved by the performances and the connection of the duo. The public loved them together on the silver screen (even though they were very against their kissing scene), so two years later they were starred in the award-winning Jodha-Akbar (2008), one of the best period films Bollywood has to offer. Although their next film together, Guzaarish (2010), was a box office failure, it didn’t falter the friendship and respect both the actors have for each other. I really do hope that they will work in more films together soon.

9. KATRINA AND AKSHAY

Even though they have a prominent age gap between them (15 year, to be exact), there is no denying the fact that they work very well together. First paired up in Humko Deewana Kar Gaye (2006), they later on worked together in films like Namastey London (2007) and Singh Is Kinng (2008). Growing up in the 2000′s, I grew up watching their films with comedy and romance and the fact that they are gonna be back at it again with Rohit Shetty’s Sooryavanshi (2020) just has me squealing with joy! Both the actors have grown so much (especially Kaif) and much of the growth comes from them learning from each other, which I have to commend to.

10. RANBIR AND DEEPIKA

One of the biggest reasons I love their dynamic is not just because they look cute together. It is because of how much they have grown and are willing to overlook each other’s differences. They started dating in 2007 and worked in their first film together, Bachna Ae Haseeno (2008). Ranbir cheated on Deepika 2 years later, which caused them to break up. The media treated the news like hot gossip and there are many outrageous theories made out there, but somehow the actors learned to persevere and continued to work in more films together. Yeh Jawani Hai Dewani (2013) and Tamasha (2015) both have great performances from both the actors and themes.

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Gravity Falls & ASOUE/ATWQ similarities

Gravity Falls and ASOUE/ATWQ fans! I know that those two are seemingly vastly different, but there are some similarities that might be useful is somebody is considering AU or a crossover or is just - like me - a fan of both. Warning: spoilers ahead

an eye symbol (VFD symbol + Bill’s symbol/The Society Of The Blind Eye symbol)

a lot of codes and hidden messages, maps

children save the day

actual parents of the (main) characters are nowhere to be seen 

mysterious books (Gravity Fall’s Journal + The Incomplete History Of Secret Organisations)

a mysterious writer of unknown identity connected to the older generation  that is relevant for the story yet reveals themselves to main characters at the end of it (The Author - Ford Pines + Lemony Snicket) 

twins/triplets (Dipper & Mabel, Stan & Ford + Snicket Siblings, Quagmire triplets, Denoument triplets) 

the question mark symbol (The Great Unknown/Bombinating Beast + “?” frequently appearing in GF)

hiding serious topics/genuine horror under “for kids” label

young siblings as main characters (GF and ASOUE) and just siblings, siblings, a lot of siblings everywhere (Dipper & Mabel, Stan & Ford + Snicket Siblings, Baudelaire siblings, Quagmire Siblings, Denoument siblings, Anwhistle siblings, Widdershins siblings, Haines siblings, Bellerophon siblings...)

complicated family situation

lost siblings/family members (Stan & Ford + Isadora, Duncan & Quigley; also Lemony & Kit, Jacques; Moxie’s mother)

harpoon gun & grappling hook

drama/bad things happen at the opera (The Opera Night in ASOUE & Mabel’s Sock Opera)

a mysterious object that everyone’s looking for (Bombinating Beast statue/the Sugar Bowl & the Author’s Journals) 

secret organization (VFD, Inhumane Society & The Society Of The Blind Eye) 

family secrets plus generally A LOT OF SECRETS

family members having dark past 

mysterious statue (The Bombinating Beast statue & Bill’s statue) 

mythical water monsters (Bombinating Beast, The Gobblewonker)

faking death or characters presumed dead aren’t dead (Stan Pines, Lemony Snicket)

false identity & being on the lam/running from the law (Grunkle Stan during his youth & Lemony Snicket)

submarine resembling a sea/lake monster (Carmelita & Gobblewonker) 

multiple cultural/literary/movie references 

female villain/character with a lot of money, big house/apartment and a thing for fashion (Pacifica is technically was a villain at some point & Esme Squalor) 

a small, hard to find town where weird and mysterious things happen where the villain lurks and there’s a mysterious forest (Stain’d-by-the-Sea & Gravity Falls)

fake psychic using technology to deceive people (Madame Lulu & Gideon Gleeful)

deceitful, manipulative villain (Bill & Hangfire, Count Olaf)

there is mind control (Dr Orwell’s hypnosis & Bill possessing people + the memory gun and the society Of The Blind Eye) 

adults vs children conflict at some point (ATWQ & GF)

nerdy kids

a glamorous ball happens (Northwest ball & the Duchess’ masked ball)

ineffective law enforcement

weird guardians/distant relatives with a secret past that main characters are being sent to 

money/revenge obsessed villains/characters (Count Olaf & Gideon Gleeful, Grunkle Stan (money)

not very responsible or capable guardians/chaperones/adults in general (S. Theodora Markson, ATWQ adults, most of the Baudelaire guardians & Grunkle Stan)

huge, Victorianish manors/weird houses (Baudelaire Manor, Josephine’s House & The Northwest Manor)

a lot of crime and illegal stuff happening

creative sister, fierce sister and bookworm brother (Violet & Mabel, Sunny & Mabel, Klaus & Dipper)

the main character is kinda-detective but not exactly (Dipper & Lemony) 

specific drinks that everyone constantly drinks (Pitt Cola in GF & root beer/coffee/tea in the Snicketverse)

main character’s 13th birthday & just wanting to live through said birthday (Klaus’s birthday in Vile Village jail & Dipper and Mabel’s birthday) 

a secret, hidden rooms and places (the secret room and the underground laboratories of the mystery shack & the Black Cat Coffe attic and all of the VFD secret tunnels and headquarters) 

critique of masses, social commentary

a brilliant scientist (Cleo Knight & Fiddleford McGucket, Stanford Pines)

catchy theme song 

a weird form of (local) government ( see: choosing the mayor in Gravity Falls + the whole Snicketverse)

a diner (Hungry’s & Greasy’s)

a very rich couple with a blonde daughter (Knights & Northwests, although the two are very different, I know)

using popular cultural tropes in a funny/inventive way

a lake with a monster(s) - (Lake Lachrymose Leeches & the real Gobblewonker) 

scamming people (Count Olaf & Grunkle Stan) 

annoying, scaringly cute child villain (Carmelita Spats & Gideon Gleeful)

[shabbydoll]

Doing this music meme just for the hell of it.

rules: list 10 artists you like before answering these questions

1. Sparks

2. PJ Harvey

3. Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

4. Magazine

5. Wire

6. The Chameleons

7. Pixies

8. Shilpa Ray

9. Leonard Cohen

10. The Auteurs

what was the first song you heard by 6?

Jeez...I think it was “Caution.” An internet friend told me to listen to Strange Times and I’m forever grateful because I truly believe they’re one of the great unheralded bands. I don’t think they’ve ever put out a bad song! 

what is your favourite song by 8?  

Every song on her last album, Door Girl, was fantastic. I can’t really choose a favorite, so I’m going with a 3-way tie between “Morning Terrors Nights of Dread,” “Shilpa Ray’s Got a Heart Full of Dirt” and “Johnny Thunders Fantasy Space Camp” (from Last Year’s Savage).

what kind of impact has 1 left on your life?

I can’t say Sparks are really a life-changing band for me. Their songs make me happy, I’m amazed they’re still going and they’re super fun live. I guess Ron Mael has inspired me in his stoicism -- I hope to one join Ron Mael and Neil Codling and complete the trinity of unflappable keyboardists! 

what are your favourite lyrics by 5?

Haha, Wire lyrics don’t make a whole lot of sense! I guess “So much to say / we’re unable to talk” from “A Touching Display.” 

how many times have you seen 4 live?

God, never. I’ve seen Barry Adamson solo once, if that counts? 

what is your favourite song by 7?

Probably “Velouria.” I never tire of it. 

Is there any song by 3 that makes you sad?

I honestly don’t find Nick Cave as depressing, or at least not as much as a lot of people attest. Of course Skeleton Tree is very sad, given its subject matter. “People Ain’t No Good” bums me out, sometimes. 

what is your favourite song by 9?

That’s too tough...I really love “First We Take Manhattan,” cheesy backup singers and all. Also, I like when songs have laughing in them. I also really like “Paper Thin Hotel” and was thrilled to learn that Jarvis Cocker had covered it, as its the all-time most Jarv-esque not written by Jarvis.

how did you first get into 2?

Probably from reading a lot of music magazines when I was 12 or so. The first time I ever read about Nick Cave was in association with PJ, but I’d always known about PJ first. A year or two before I discovered her, I’d heard “Down By the Water” in a record store at the mall, not realizing it was her. It was like nothing I’d ever heard by that point, but I’m sure it disturbed me a little bit. A few years later, I read a couple of reviews of Is This Desire? and was curious about it. I remember buying it on a trip to Philly and listening to it in bed with the stomach flu. It’s one of the few albums I’ve loved from the start, and it’s still one of my favorites by her. Even though my music knowledge was still fairly limited back then, I’m glad I realized her work was something special. 

how did you get into 10?

I bought the Luke Haines solo album Off My Rocker At the Art School Bop on a whim when I first moved to NY. I had only known one Luke Haines song before then -- it was “What Happens When We Die” and based on his voice I thought he was a cute, young blond boy. I was right about only one of those things. I’m not sure at what point I shifted from his solo stuff to The Auteurs, though. Reading his book Bad Vibes (which is still one of my most favorite books) made me crazy for them, though. He’s lost me here and there with a few of his solo albums, but I think a lot of The Auteurs tunes are timeless. Lame ‘90s anglophile for life, I guess. 

[ubwfc]

Bristol 2s V Swansea 1s 0-0

This week saw the 2s FINAL match against a Swansea team this season, and it definitely ended on a high. Swansea had already started their day off poorly, turning up at 11:30am for a 3pm kick off, spoiler, their day was about to get worse…

We got out to the pitch to warm up and nerves were high with very little chat amongst the girls, feeling the impending doom of being crushed again by Swansea 1s. Perhaps this actually helped us get into the zone or was it Lexi our new unbelievably cute puppy mascot giving us support from the sidelines?? Kick off commenced and the girls started strong with a pushing Swansea being beaten by the brick wall which was Bristol centre backs Tegan and Kat. Ella was sending high balls to the left for Gemma who made some great dribbles down the side to push forward for Emma. Swansea continued to push forward, but they were stopped heroically by Ellen ‘safehands’ Brown who made a great save from a struggled Swansea shot. Liv was keeping balls safe on the right, pushing them for Lizzie on the wing. Giving Gemma a break, Clare came on with bundles of energy on the left wing. She immediately was making excellent movement alongside Jess and Camilla in the middle. This trio, linked with Ellie’s strong clearances and crosses into the middle, prevented the continuous Swansea attacks down the left.

Kat was being patient at the back with the 6-foot undercut Swansea striker (we all know the one) who made repeated attempts to dribble and shoot. But Kat had them all covered, blocking each and every one. This lead to a little frustration and tension from the player leaving the ref to intervene and have a few words with them both. At the other end of the pitch, Ella cleared a ball, delivering it to an unstable Emma who loses her balance and falls… “you can’t play football from down there” a Swansea player informs her. Childish but correct. Unfortunately it wasn’t her day; Camilla passed a ball through to Lizzie who dribbled down the right and passed it into Emma who was weirdly and uncommonly outpaced by the Swansea defender. Bristol continue their attacking efforts (something we never thought we would have a chance at given the last match against them). Jess flings a high pass to Emma up top who gives it to Camilla who makes a quick turn in the centre, tricking the defence and causing issues for Swansea in their box.

Simone and Chloe are brought on for Liv and Ella and a couple of Swansea corners cause issues for Bristol. However, they are dealt with well and provide the perfect opportunity for Camilla to show off her amazing slide tackle skills (please teach us), preventing another corner and sending it out for a throw in instead. All the action excited Dean so much he swallowed a fly… must have missed lunch!!! Half time 0-0.

Early into the second half Swansea win a free kick. Ellen has the goal covered and makes a great save, even giving the ball a smug little bounce afterwards (apparently unintentional but we’ll take it). Some excellent play down the middle between Simone and Camilla helps get the ball to Emma who takes a passing shot round the keeper and into the goal, but called offside!! This lino is so good and so not bias!! Apparently the ref’s deafness means he can’t make his own calls… but he can hear Jess’ comments. He calls both Jess and a Swansea player in and keeps it short and sweet… “CAN YOU BOTH JUST SHUT UP” (careful Jess we don’t want another sin bin). Chloe makes a dribble down the right, using great overlaps with Gemma. She crosses it in trying to find a Bristol shirt but her effort is cleared by the keeper. Swansea are pressing high, making moves down the right. They find the target but we get our own back and its offside!!

Into the last quarter Kat the solid centre back goes down and Ella comes on. Swansea are making a final push and pressing high with five up top and Bristol struggle to keep it out of their half. Two Swansea corners are bent like Beckham and curled into the goal, but Liv Rae puts her body on the line both times, amazingly saving them off the line with her brick wall of a stomach!! What a hero. Swansea are panicking and are desperate to score, but Bristol’s determination is too strong. Jess and Simone work hard in the middle and find Emma, who passes it onto Camilla, who brings it back to Emma (out of fear of being offside). Emma then dribbles past their defence and attempts a shot … but what’s that????? OFFSIDE. AGAIN!!!! EXCUSE YOU. Seriously ref sort this lino out!

Into the final minutes of the match Liv plays a beauty up to Gemma who runs the ball forward and takes a shot. The crowd wait in anticipation but it floats just wide. Bristol continue to work hard for the final stretch, with Ellie having to deal with two players down the left side. Ellie gives it to Tegan who delivers the ball up into the plenty of space Swansea have left from playing so high. Lizzie has so much time she takes it all the way to the 18-yard box. She cutes in and has a shot but its blocked by the keeper. Jess has paced it up to support and takes the rebound past the defenders but its caught by the keeper again. Swansea start to shout and are getting upset with 1 minute still to go, but the whistle is blown and the game ends. Bristol are ecstatic with the final score, an amazing game played by every single person and hard work put in from everyone. But it’s tears only for the Swansea players who can no longer win the league thanks to us… soz!! Full time 0-0.

Squad: Ellen Brown Liv Rae Tegan Trowbridge Katherine Biggs Ellie Haines Ella Salusbury Camilla Sameur Jessica Mortimer Lizzie Moisan Emma Thill Gemma Moore Simone Lin Clare Pemberton Chloe Doobday Player of the match: Ellie Haines Dick of the day: the Swansea sub running the line (cheater)

[misterewrites]

Annabeth and the First Date

Hello everyone! E here hoping you are all staying safe and sound among these trying times. Remember to take care of yourself and others. 

I’m back with a collab! WOO! My good friend @hains-mae and I have teamed up to bring you some good times and what better way to celebrate the very conflicted feelings I have about Percy Jackson being made by Disney (Looks at the Artemis Fowl Trash fire) then by writing about it!

So we kinda just threw whatever at the AU wall to see what we wanted to do and we both settled on this college style au. It’s not completely fleshed out but the idea I have is everyone are still demigods and they still get trained but they don’t really go on quests or fight monsters until they’re 18 years old because the monsters get more of a challenge and street cred than just killing children. Yeah we just wanted to do a college style au.

So this story is Annabeth’s first date. She’s 17, in college and doesn’t know Percy but they both know Grover. I like to think that Camp Halfblood is still a thing and she’s been training since she was a child like canon but in that one year in between coming of age and not being a target, a lot of demigods go to school as a last taste of normalcy and maybe to get motivation not to die. 

Yeah we just went for it.

So Percy and Annabeth of 17 and they don’t know each other. They haven’t done their first quest.

so enjoy! stay safe, social distance, masks! not optional and I’ll see you soon with the next one. Have a great week everyone!

17 year old Annabeth Chase was not happy with her most recent life choice.

She would’ve scolded herself for using less than stellar vocabulary but between being seated alone amid a sea of smiling, joyful couples and her date now officially 30 minutes late with no word of his arrival, she was not in a great mood.

“Go on a date they said” She mockingly murmured under her breath “It’ll be fun they said. You need to get your head out of a book, it’s not healthy.”

Annabeth scoffed: How was reading a book not fun? Her mother, Athena, prided herself on knowledge. Knowledge was the single most important foundation in life and with knowledge all things were possible.

She grimaced as she blew a strand of her curly blonde hair out of her face, disliking the increasing embarrassment she felt about being stood up.

Her mistake was putting too much faith in the Aphrodite dorm rooms. The self proclaimed matchmakers had been hounding her relentlessly since the first week of college and while she had done a fantastic job avoiding their interest (if she says so herself), eventually they set their efforts upon her single life.

“Shouldn’t have caved” Annabeth frowned as she rubbed her arm awkwardly.

She could’ve outlasted them. The librarian already banned the lot of them from the library and Annabeth knew plenty of secluded spots where no one could find her for hours. Admittedly, though, it was getting more difficult when they began ambushing her in pairs: Outside her dorm, outside her classes, in the cafe where she loved to study. For people who never once did their homework or cared about things outside love, they were surprisingly vicious.

One date. That’s the agreement she negotiated with them though she could tell behind their wide smiles they were planning on multiple suitors in case this one did not work out.

“I didn’t even want to go on this stupid date.”

Annabeth sighed, unable to hide the disappointment.

Despite her better judgment, she actually was looking forward to this date. Maybe it was the idea of finding someone to talk physics or classic Greek to. To have intellectual debates and spend time with.

To not be lonely anymore.

She placed her head glumly in her hand.

She even dressed up for the occasion.

Annabeth was the definition of practical. Her usual attire consisted of shirt, shorts, jacket if it was cold and hair tied up in a messy ponytail tucked under her Yankee’s hat (go Yanks!). She wasn’t at school to impress anyone. She was there to learn and fight off the occasional monster.

She knew that was the real reason she felt foolish: She bought into this. Like everything she had ever done in her life, Annabeth threw herself completely and utterly into the challenge of a first date.

Her normally messy, unkempt blonde hair was tastefully curled and pulled back into an elegant (But still practical) ponytail. She wore a long black dress that shimmered every time she moved with a matching shawl and black simple flats. She had even swallowed her pride and asked Silena (the only Aphrodite child she ever trusted) to help her with her make up.

“I should just go….”

“Annabeth?”

Annabeth blinked, completely caught off guard and mortified someone recognized her in this fancy restaurant until she noticed the familiar brown curls under a tacky beanie.

“Grover!” Annabeth beamed happily, giving her satyr friend a quick side hug “It’s good to see you!”

Grover Underwood was an old friend of Annabeth. They had met when he was sent to bring her to Camp Halfblood safely and they had been close friends ever since. Though between Grover’s job of disguising himself as a human and bringing demigods back safely and Annabeth starting college, the two hadn’t seen each other in a while.

“What are you doing here?”

Grover scratched his goatee nervously “Working, you know.”

Annabeth gave knowing nod and raised eyebrow as she scanned the room.

“The cook” Grover’s voice dropped to a whisper as he hunched closer “I’m certain he’s a demigod. I’m here to keep an eye on him.”

Grover stood to full height once again and smiled “So what are you doing here?”

Annabeth fidgeted under his gaze “I...well...I decided to take a break from my studies.”

Grover looked unconvinced “In a fancy restaurant in an equally fancy dress?”

Her cheeks burned brightly “Grover, don’t you have work to do?”

Grover’s nearly popped out of his head, his legs thrashing so wildly about Annabeth was scared he was about to take off in a scamper “OH YOU’RE RIGHT! Umm, can I take your order miss?”

Annabeth finally noticed his well dressed attire: A nice collared shirt (With the collar anxiously chewed upon) black slacks and loafers with a little notepad and pencil at the ready.

“Oh.” she muttered as it clicked into place “OH! Y-yes. I would like to order the burger and some water please.”

Grover scrawled his friend’s order and bolted for the kitchen, moving with an unusual but panicked grace.

Annabeth chuckled to herself before the loneliness fell upon her once more.

“I might as well enjoy myself so this night isn’t a complete failure.”

20 minutes later

“Umm, excuse me? Is this seat taken?”

Annabeth scrawled furiously upon her napkin, mumbling under her breath about the possibilities of X.

“….Hello?”

“If I carry over 47 and I...”

“Look, I’m not going to stand all night and talk to air.”

The table shook unexpectedly and knocked the studious girl out of her brainstorm.

Annabeth blinked “Wait, are you talking to….me?”

Annabeth could feel her cheeks turn a bright pink as she caught sight of the person in front of her.

He was roughly her age with long dishevel jet black hair swept to one side as if he just gotten back from a walk on the beach. His eyes were shimmering green, the kind of green only the ocean could muster. His smile was mischievous yet playful, one you would often find on a troublemaker. He wore a dark blue collared shirt that was freshly pressed and a rather cute tie with seashells. His hands were stuffed anxiously into his black dress pants as he waited for an invitation to sit.

“I...” Annabeth began.

“Are you Annabeth?” The stranger asked quietly, glancing to one side uncomfortably.

“Yes” she answered slowly “Yes! Did...”

“Grover” The strange answered simply “he called me over. Said he you might want some company.”

“Grover?” Annabeth tilted her quizzically before realization hit her “Grover!”

She whirled around to find her furry friend spying through the kitchen porthole.

Grover let out a frighten bleat before ducking out of sight.

Percy. That’s who was in front of her. Grover had called Percy.

Annabeth knew about Percy for a few years now though she never met him officially. He was another demigod Grover brought to Camp Halfblood and one the young satyr was determined to have her meet.

Annabeth managed to dodge meeting the mysterious Percy Jackson through her busy schedule but it seems Grover had finally gotten his way.

“Percy, right? Grover’s talked about you alot”

But never mentioned how cute he is.

Percy scratched the back of his neck “Yeah that’s me. I live close by and Grover said you were feeling down so...”

Annabeth rolled her eyes “He figured he send you to cheer me up?”

Percy shrugged “I’m pretty sure he just wanted us on a date. I can try to cheer you up. No promises though”

Despite herself, Annabeth giggled “At least you’ll try right?”

Percy gave a goofy grin “For pretty girl like you, why not?”

Annabeth’s blush worsened “Well take a seat and let’s see I can bore you away. I tend to have that effect on people.”

“Nice try Wisegirl but I’ll have you know nothing is more boring than sitting in a class for an hour with no idea what’s going on and no escape.”

“I’ve never had that problem” Annabeth beamed proudly.

Percy playfully waved her off “Yeah yeah, you’re super smart. So you’re gonna be my tutor?”

“Whoa whoa whoa” Annabeth grinned impishly “I never agreed to that.”

“You said you never had a problem in class, I have the attention of goldfish. Sounds like you need to tutor me.”

“So you have seaweed for brains?”

Percy grimaced “It’s the tie, huh?”

Annabeth nodded, trying to stifle a laugh “Really gives it away Seaweed brain.”

“It’s my mom! Thought it be cute or something” Percy groaned unhappily.

“I like it. It is cute in a geeky sort of way. Marine biologist?”

Percy gave her a confused stare.

“Your major.” Annabeth clarified.

“Oh” Percy grinned sheepishly “Nah, way too easy.”

“Too easy because you’re smart or….?”

“I am not smart.”

“I dunno. Obtuse maybe.”

Percy shook his head “No idea what that means.”

Annabeth snorted cutely,covering her face in embarrassment before staring daggers at Percy. Percy put up his hands innocently.

“Everything going well?”

Grover appeared, a well cooked and delicious burger in one hand and a fresh out of the oven blue pizza in the other.  

Annabeth opened her mouth but Grover cut her off “Customer’s choice.”

Annabeth just nodded as Grover set down their plates.

“So” Grover began nervously “Not going to kill me?”

Percy gave a noncommittal shrug while Annabeth answered “Jury’s still out.”

“Oh, I hear someone calling me. Coming!” And as quickly as he came, Grover vanished.

Annabeth eyed the strangely bluish hue of the pizza Percy was digging into, unsure what to make of the odd choice.

“I like blue” Percy answered bluntly “Sue me.”

“I guess I’ve seen stranger.”

“Ha ha wisegirl. Just for that, we’re getting ice cream after.”

Annabeth smiled softly at the idea.

“That would be the worst seaweed brain. The absolute worst.”

[madhavikunte]

A defining moment

"Tum mujhse naraz ho? Bohot jyada naraz ho?"

"Thodasa" said Abir faking anger.

"Lekin tum sirf dost nahi ho Abir. Dost se badhkar ho... aur mai tumhe khud se thodasa bhi naraz nahi rehne dungi!!"

At that very moment Kunal walked in...

And when he saw her standing in the close proximity of his brother, his protective instincts kicked in.

" What are you doing here? Stop buttering bhai, ok? Jab tak mai yahan hoon tumhari daal nahi galne doonga. Mai tumhe bhai ko emotionally manipulate nahi karne dunga. You get that?"

"NANKO!" Abir says " kya bol raha hai..."

"Bhai apko kuch nahi pata. Mai is ladki ko achche se janta hoon. Pehle sympathy gain karegi aur phir apna kaam nikalwa legi apse."

"Shut up Nanko! Ye koi tarika hai baat karne ka?"

"Tum abhi bhi yahi khadi ho? Gayi nahi? Mujhe bhai se important baat karni hai, so you just leave, ok."

Mishti looks at Kunal with a resigned expression. Why does he have to be so difficult every single time!

"Ok" she was about to leave when Abir signals her to stay. "Nanko, Mishti yahaan kaam se ayi hai. Mere school mei bhi aur mere room mei bhi. To use apni baat poori kar lene do. Mai tumse thodi der mei milta hoon."

"Lekin bhai..."

"Nanko..."

"Aisi bhi kaunsi important baat karni hai ise? Kaunsa saal bhar ka balance sheet discuss karne ayi hai jo baad mein nahi aa sakti? Anyways, mai ye keh raha tha ki..."

"Kunal mai Abir se..." says Mishti.

" Will you just shut up?" Kunal almost snapped at her.

"NANKO!!" Abir raised his voice.

He was trying his level best not to lose his cool. But Kunal was now getting on his nerves. He was not going to take Mishti's insult lightly. No one... just no one can dare to insult a lady in front of Abir Rajvansh. And Mishti was special. She, was the love of his life and he will readily give up his own life for her honour. He had decided in that split second that enough is enough. He won't take any crap coming her way, especially from Kunal.

"Kisi posh building ke AC conference room mei table par baithkar dinbhar discussion nahi karta to kya mera kaam important nahi hai? "

"Bhai maine aisa kab kaha?"

"To meri meetings mei itne disturbances kyu aarahe hai?" Abir was curt. And kunal got the message loud and clear. His bhai was upset and he didn't want to be the reason for it.

"Mai apse baad mei milta hoon. Aap pehle apni meeting Khatam kar lo bhai." He shot an angry glance at Mishti and turned to go.

"Jaate wakt darwaza band karte Jana. Mai nahi chahta ki koi mujhe dobara disturb kare."

With that Kunal walked out, silently closing the door behind him.

"I am sorry Mishti. "

"Sorry to mai kahne ayi thi. Tum kyu keh rahe ho?"

"Kunal ko tumse aise baat nahi karni chahiye thi..."

"It's ok. Aur wise bhi usne jo bhi kaha wo important nahi hai."

"To kya important hai Mishti?"

"Tum"

"Kyu?"

"Bas ho."

"Mishti..."

"Abir, pata hai... jab courtship mei thi to badi confused thi mai. Samajh nahi aa raha tha ki rishta sahi hai ya nahi. Upar se bahar Walon ke taane, gharwalon ke expectations... mai decision nahi le pa rahi thi. Wait kar rahi thi ki koi ishara mile. Har baar tumhari raye janana chahti thi. Tab nahi samjh pai, par ab janti hoon ki tum kitne important ho. Tum kya sochte ho, wo mere liye kitna important hai."

"Mai kabhi kuch bhi aisa nahi karna chahti jo tumhe achcha na lage. Mai apni life mei bahut kuch kho chuki hoon. Humari dosti mere liye Sab kuch hai. Mai is dosti ko nahi khona chahti. Mai tumhe nahi khona chahti Abir! "

Mishti turned away from him. She was facing the mirror now. Looking at him in the mirror, she said,

"Mai aisa koi decision nahi lena chahti jo humari dosti ko affect kare. I hope you understand Abir..." Abir was also looking at her in the mirror.

He was keenly observing her. He wanted to gauge where all this was headed. At the same time, he didn't want to push her. Mishti was already stressing herself by revisiting her unpleasant memories and he didn't want to add up to the pressure that was mounting on her. He genuinely wanted to comfort her. He was longing to ease her worries and wipe out her insecurities. But at her pace. He did not want to rush. That would only complicate matters.

He wanted to help her. "Tum is baat ki tension bilkul mat lo. Ye dosti jitni tumhare liye important hai utni hi mere liye bhi hai. I do understand your feelings... Mishti." He said with an understanding smile.

"No you don't..."

"Mishti" he said "tumhe jitna time lena hai tum le sakti ho. Mai yahi hoon. Tumhe chodkar kahi nahi jaunga."

"Kitni ajeeb baat hai na Abir, jab time chahiye tha to koi dene ke liye tayyar nahi tha. Aur ab..."

"Ab kya?"

At times it takes forever to take a small decision in life, just because we keep waiting for the right moment. But sometimes its only a split second thats needed to take life's most important decisions. That was exactly what was happening with Mishti!

" I am scared Abir. Mujhe taane sunne ki aadat hai. Jab khushiyan aati hai to dar lagta hai... phir se disappoint hone ka."

"Tumhe mujhpar, humare rishte par kya itna bhi bharosa nahi hai ?"

"Mujhe apni kismat par bharosa nahi hai. Jo khushiyan dikhayi de rahi hai, pata nahi unpar mera hak hai bhi ya nahi... "and she faced him.

Abir lovingly put his hand on her head. He said "Ye khushiyan tumhari hi hain Mishti. Ab inhe accept karna hai ya jane dena hai, wo tumhe khud decide karna hai. Just remember one thing. I'll always stand by you. No matter what you decide."

" I think humein ab bahar chalna chahiye. Kaafi der ho gayee hai. " with that, he walked out of the room...

Abir came out of the room and almost bumped into Kunal and Kuhu!

...When Abir patted on her head, she felt as if a huge burden was being lifted off her head. She felt so calm and composed now.

She noticed the picture of heart was still in her hand. She smiled looking at it. She rushed out to find Abir. She had finally made her decision and she wanted to tell him that... and so much more!

Outside the room, Abir was surprised to find Kunal and Kuhu together. Them being together was not really a surprise but what they had done was definitely surprising. It was dusk already and the whole school campus was lit up with fairy lights!

"Bhai! Why did you take so long? See what we have done? Un gundon ke pakde Jane ki khushi mei Humne saare school ko decorate kiya hai. Humne poore school premises mei apke favourite lights laga diye hai. kaisa laga apko humara surprise?"

Abir was still processing all this, when Mishti rushed outside.

"Abeeeeerr...."

He turned back to see her running towards him. Why was she yelling at the top of her voice? Was something wrong? Did she hurt herself inside? All kinds of thoughts came flooding into his head and he was so overwhelmed by the site of her rushing towards him!

"Kya Hua? Tum theek to ho? Kahin chot to nahi aayi na? Aise kyu chilla rahi thi?"

"Mai theek hoon. Tumhe kuch batana tha. Infact, tumse kuch kehna tha."

"Oye tragedy queen, pehle saans to lele. Aisa bhi kya excitement hai?" Said Kuhu.

Kunal was as always irritated by her appearance.

"Jo bhi bolna hai baad mei bolna. Abhi mai bhai ko lighting dikhane le ja raha hoon." "Chaliye bhai..."

Mishti side stepped Kunal and handed over the picture of heart to Abir. He looked at the picture, then at her. Even before he could react she said, "Maine decide kar liya hai Abir. Mujhe khush rehna hai."

A small grin made its way on Abir's face.

Mishti held both his hands and kneeled down in front of him...

"Jiss se bhi Milte ho use apna bana lete ho,

Parayon ke liye bhi tum jaan ki bazi lagaa dete ho!

Jab bhi milte ho, kuch naya sikhate ho,

Har mushkil ko meri tum door bhagaate ho!"

Abir couldn't believe his ears! Mishti was actually proposing him!!

"Kabhi kabhi sochti hoon tum itne lambe kaise ho,

insaan ho ya koi khambe ho!!"

Buy now the small grin had turned into a huge smile. He knelt down facing her. They were at eye level now, still holding each other's hands. She continued...

"Shayari karte ho badi funny,

You are super cute like a bunny..

Itne ajeeb ho, lekin kitne cool ho!

Garden ka phool ho ya mechanic ka koi super tool ho?"

Mishti was in her element now and Abir was on cloud nine!

"Jaise bhi ho bahut achche ho,

Tum dost bade sachche ho!

SOS call Hamare ho,

Tum pass ho to iraade humare nek kaise ho?

Tumhare bina Chalegi nahi life mein scooty ho ya car,

You are my stepney mere yaar!

Mister ajeeb insaan,

Tum ban gaye ho meri jaan!"

"Mishti!!" Abir was spellbound by her way of expression. Probably for the very first time in his life, he was falling short of words.

"Tumhare pyar mein ghayal hai ek voilent Sherni...

Forever ke liye tumhari ho gayi yeh tumhari angry chorni!"

It felt like eternity when they were lost in each other. Kunal gulped hard and Kuhu's eyes were bulging out of their eye sockets in disbelief.

Finally Abir got up and helped Mishti get back on her feet. Her face was radiating happiness. Mishti wiped a lone tear that ran down Abir's face.

He held her hand on his cheek for a moment and then kissed her palm.

The hopelessly in love, die hard romantic poet in Abir finally found a few words to express his feelings...

"Muddaton ke baad hogi ye baat bhi poori,

Nahi rahegi humari kahaani ab adhoori.

Kayi mushkilon ke baad, aya hai haathon mein apka haath,

Wada karte hai har kadam par nibhayenge hum apka saath.

Hai kasam pyar ki humein, ye haath nahi chodenge,

Bharosa kiya hai jo apne, kabhi nahi todenge.

Anmol the moti jo apki ankhon se bahe...

Kayi gum masoom se is dil ne sahe..

Ab in palkon mei sapne basayenge,

Hum apka anchal sitaron se sajayenge.

Is dil ka har dard mitayenge,

Yeh pyar hum mar kar bhi nibhayenge!"

They embraced each other, with Mishti resting her head on his bare chest (he had still not buttoned his shirt!) And he gently held her at her waist.

The two soulmates found their way to each other's heart. Their future seemed as bright as the fairy lights. And the bright starry sky watching over the lovely couple as their guarding angel.

What a lovely sight to behold! 😍

[tellywoodtrash]

immj2 30.11.20 lb

ok we’re just gonna skimmmmmmmmm through the first half of the ep coz i really do not care about the shaadi ceremony; i’m just here for the drama once V arrives.

varmalas exchanged.

i am really feeling for dadi. she’s literally dying from sad.

some gloating from this fuck. (SOMEONE TELL ME WTF HE SAW IN THE CONTAINER HOUSE AND WAS LIKE OHHHHHHHH TOH YEH HAI TUMHARA PLANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN.......... DID HE SEE V???? DID HE OFFER HIM $$$$$$ TO SWITCH OVER TO HIS TEAM???? WHERE IS ALL THIS OVERCONFIDENCE COMING FROMMMM?????????)

dadi is jhoolofying between stage 2 and 3 of grief, and this fucker is like do kanyadaan no pls. sau jootein naa maaruuun mein isko dadi ko itnaaa pareshaan karne ke liye?????

anyway fwd fwd fwdddddddddddd.

mangalsutra time and lol........... mangalsutra is missing.

growled threats to riddhima, ki i’ll burn this fucking house down and then uske raakh se tumhare maang mein sindoor bharoonga. which again, is a concept taken from naagin 5. Y’ALL NEED TO BE SITTING AT THE OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE CLASS, SINCE YOU CAN’T STOP COPYING YOUR SHIT OFF OF EACH OTHER.

ishani isn’t noticing, but riddhima is actually throwing her the tiniest grateful smile. god i wishhhhhhhhhh they were teamed up, they’d be sooooooo damn formidable together!!!!!!!!

“good job, ishani!”

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WE STAN THIS KANJI EYED KHURAFAATI COUPLE WHO WON’T STAND FOR ANY FUCKERY WITH VANSH BHAI. BADA MAZZAAA AAAYEGA AB SE INKE SCENES MEIN.

kabir paid off the shady panditji who’s like ok no issues kal tak pehna dena mangalsutra.

phera time.

this b never fated to have a shaadi with her consent. how does someone get into this situation not once, but TWO (2) wholeass times?????? at this point, you have got to realise that the problem is YOU.

AAKHRI FUCKING PHERAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. 

god knows what she threw in the fire but as the song goes..........

sis poori taiyyaari ke saath aayi hai. had tucked in one of her 3000 zeher ki sheeshis into her lehenga/kafan. taking a shot like she’s at her bff’s bachelorette party. 

aaaaaaaaaaaaand.........................

“the fuck is going on in this house?????”

isski batteeesi toh dekho. lmao. too cute. she gets such few opportunities in this show to smile genuinely, and it’s nice to see her be truly happy in a moment!

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS BITCHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! SAAJAN-JI GHAR AAYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(whaddya know????? he coordinated his outfit and everything!!!!!!!!)

poor dadi had justttttttt reached the depression/acceptance part of grief and le.............. naya shock. 

also i cannot stop lmao at angreeeeeeee. hahahahahahahaha. 

khee khee khee khee. kabir currently hearing this music in his head.

meanwhile riddhima’s internal soundtrack is going.........

asldkfjdlsafldskjfldskjflkdsjlfkjdlsflsdflkjdsl the look he’s throwing at kabirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

kabir:

lmaooooooooooooo riddhima is about to murder V for his shenanigans

“hero ki entry aisi hi hoti hai, riddhima!” lmaooooooooooo. he’s gonna get bitch-slapped for this the moment they’re alone together.

lmao he quickly just hugged her again to shut her up. v. cute moment.

angre is still in shock lmao, i can’t get over it.

once again the Murder Look has been set on kabir. lmaoooooo i really wouldn’t wanna be him rn.

“inspector kabir. vansh raisinghania apni riyaasat mein waapas laut aaya hai. swagat nahi karoge humara?”

can’t deny, there was a lotttttt of swag in this moment.

also riddhima the dumbass stillllllllllllllllllll doesn’t realise even now that this is vansh??????? you can have trained him as much as you want, but THIS WHOLE ~~~~AURA~~~ AND VOCABULARY AND THE VOICE AND THE EXPRESSIONS????? THAT CANNOT BE TAUGHT, MY SIMPLE-MINDED SIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

lmao pairrr chooooein dadi ke. 50,000 ka phatka for riddhima, as per rate card. (plus how much ever the 2 hugs would have cost..............)

AW MANNNNNNNN, LOOK AT HIS BABY 🥺🥺🥺 FACE. AND DADI’S HAPPINESSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS A GENUINELY GOOD MOMENT! THIS IS THE SHIT I WATCH TELLYWOOD FORRRR.

but this bhagwaan talk is not very vansh-y. huh. guess there’s nothing like surviving falling off a 1000 foot cliff to become religious.

I???????????? AM?????????? GENUINELY?????? SO??????? SOFT????????????????????

“yeh kaise ho sakta hai??? poori zindagi mein maine itna daraawana sapna nahi dekha hai!!! aur yeh toh haqeeqat banke aa gaya!!”

snortttttttttttttt. i love itttttttt. I LOVE ITTTTTTTTT.

i got distracted by the fly crawling all over K’s varmaala. reminiscent of the mike pence fly!

“mujhe toh nahi lagta yeh vansh hai. [...] it’s just not possible!”

ASDKDJFSDLKFJLSDKJFLSDJK THE MOMENT I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR!!!!!!!!

bhaiiiiiiiiiii has to manaaofy roothi behenaaaa firsttttt. yesssss ishaaaniiiiiii make him work for itttttt. bhai dooj bhi miss kar diya manhoos ne apne dramay karne ke chakkar main!!!!!

lmaooooooooooooooooooooooo kabir’s reaction at his ek hazaaron mein meri behenaaaaa hai getting taken tf back. besttttttttttttt.

“mere chote prince ya princess ka kya haal hai? khayaal rakha uska?”

“jaan se bhi zyaada.”

“par ab aap aa gaye hain. toh thodi careless ho sakti hoon. haina?”

WHEN I TELL YOU I YELLED SO FUCKING HAPPILY AT MY SCREEN AT THIS MOMENT?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!??!

question about siya. and promise ki ab main aa gaya hoon na, sabbbbbb theek kar doonga. haaaaaaye, old shivaay waali feelings i’m getting yaaaar, when he was Best Big Brother. god, i really love this tropeeeee. yeh waala tellywood set hamesha aise bade bhaiyyon se aabaad rahe!

angre still like wHoo aRe yOu tHo??????

RAM BHARAT MILAAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

lmaooooooo vansh turning around to look at chachi and her fakeasssssss

chachi twitter/insta fandom ki awaaz hote hue is like your beardddddd tho :’((((((((( and V is like hospital staff ne hulia bigaad diya. BITCH MORE LIKE IMPROVED IT 1000x. ugh so stinkin hotcutegorgeous you are right nowwwwww.

like this face he made???????? i just cannot standdddddddddddd how fucking good he looks in this ep?!?!!?!?!?

“meri soch se kahin zyaada achche se sambhaal raha hai yeh sabhi ko.” lmao riddhima, you dumbassssssssss. you are just so fucking stupiddddd istg.

lmao his ice cold look at mummy’s fakeassery.

backstory toh plan kii thi in dono ne, lekin riddhima ne itnaaaaa zyaada bhi nahi training dii ke itnaaaa chhaaaaaa jaaaye lol.

sdlkjdslkfjlskdjfldkfjldskjfldskjfldksjfldskfjlkdsjkl time for sexxxyyyyyyyyyyy

i just want someone to look at me with as much lust and mirth as vansh looks at kabir. that’s all i’m asking for.

riddhima looking at this like danggggggg i about to lose both my men. that too, to each other.

asdflkdsjflkdsjflkjdslfkjdslkfjlksdjflkdsjflkdsjflkjdslfkj he literally gave K the european “up yours” gesture while showing him his ghaav. i truly do love V2.0

“shareer ke ghaav bhar lenge, kabir. lekin dil ke ghaav....... zindagi bhar ke liye dard de jaatein hain.”

OMFG THIS DUMBASS STILL DOESN’T REALISE THAT IT’S VANSH?!!?!?!?!?!!? THIS IS LITERALLY THE SAME DIALOGUE *SHE* TOLD HIM THE DAY SHE DISCOVERED RAGINI AND THEY BOTH HAD INJURIES ON THEIR HANDS AFTER HE PUNCHED THE CUPBOARD!!!!!!!!!!!! RIDDHIMA YOU LITERAL DINGDONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

V demanding answers of mummy ki just what this asshole doing in my house, and ishani is just tooooooooo happy to fill bhai in on the goss. lmaooooooo i loveeeee ittttttt!!!!!!!!!

V like hmmmmmmmm seems a little too nicely wrapped up for my liking.

lmao chachi is like oh god if he catches their kaand, then ours is just thaaaaat much easier to find out, and she’s putting in a good word for mummy and K. koiiiiiiiiiiii faayyyda nahi hai. even in the unlikely event that he’s not vansh, photuuuuu dekh ke hi pehchaan gaya tha vihaan ke tum log awwal number ke draamebaaz ho.

kiskoooooooo pattttiiiii padaaaa rahe ho tum log haan???? bhai apna hardware/software/anti-malware sabbbbbbbb upgrade karwaaake aaya hai. aise nahi phasne waala.

chaachi is like IT’S ALL RIDDHIMA’S FAULT! SHE’S THE ONE WHO LET HIM IN!!!!!!!!!!

welp! :) :) :) :)

BEST EPISODE I’VE EVER WATCHED OF THIS SHOW?!?!!?!?!?!? YUP!!!!!!!!!!!! VERY PSYCHED FOR WHAT’S COMING UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[deltaengineering]

Spring Anime 2017 Part 1: woke up late

This time I prepared so I could get to the procrastinating right with the first post! Yay! Let’s get this show on the road.

See also:

• spring anime 2017 part 2: girlfriendship is magic

• spring anime 2017 part 3: comfy and easy to wear

• spring anime 2017 bonus round: things you already knew were good

Alice to Zouroku

So get this, a pretty girl with psychic superweapon powers escapes from a lab she’s been in her whole life and now has to adapt to the real world with the help of a guy she stumbles upon, all while being chased by her superweapon former friends. But in a shocking twist, this is actually better than Elfen Lied! Not being written by someone as brutally incompetent as Lynn Okamoto is a start, but the real change here is that our heroine is less murder machine and more genuinely cute, and more importantly the guy she ends up with is not a harem ringleader dorklord, but a grumpy elderly florist. Yeah, we’re skipping the recent trend of dadfeel anime and diving headfirst into granddad feels (I don’t know if aging otaku are quite old enough to fully self-insert yet, but the same principle applies). It’s a low hanging fruit, but that’s what makes it work; a deliberate, contemplative pace and delightfully whimsical music by TO-MAS also help. So far, so good, were it not for the fact that this is only one aspect of the show. Of course a show like this would have an action half as well, and that one’s pretty garbage. Not only is it directed with zero impact or excitement, it also relies on horrible CG a lot - I really don’t want to be reminded of Hand Shakers this quickly again, thank you very much. Plus, it runs with a Alice in Wonderland metaphor, which is baby’s first literary reference and doesn’t bode well about the intellectual ambitions of the project. So we have one half that’s admittedly effective, but also very predictable and which desperately needs to go somewhere to pay off. The other half just plain sucks and has little chance to improve. I think I’ll give this one a few more chances to sort out its priorities, but it’s definitely not a sure thing.

Busou Shoujo Machiavellianism

A cocky guy walks into a school full of pretty girls with weapons who have managed to sissify all the dudes by forcing them to crossdress. He then proceeds to troll them with his rugged charm. You know, it’s really not that easy to offend me but damn this show is trying. Apart from bottom-tier harem crap setup, this show also looks like ass and is tremendously boring; a few well done action cuts do not in fact excuse “fights” that mostly consist of exposition about special attacks, or terminally uninspired direction. Macchiavellism is the worst of shounen fightmens crossed with the worst of harem LNs, plus some of the worst jokes bad anime comedy can come up with. It’s not even audacious enough in its badness to boggle the mind; I could watch this if I was interested in adding another 1/10 to my MAL, but that’s about all I can appreciate about it.

Frame Arms Girl

Speaking of unholy combinations, here’s Gundam Build Fighters x Rozen Maiden x Strike Witches: A girl stumbles into a sentient mecha musume model kit that spends its time explaining the technical details of model building to her and attracts other model kits that want to fight. It’s an ad for model kits, what do you expect. There’s no characters, the plot is utterly uninteresting, the action’s bad, it looks subpar to bad, and the only high point is how brazenly it reads to you from the manual.

Gin no Guardian

Here’s your latest Chinese webcomic adaptation from your friends at Haoliners Animation League (Shanghai) Inc., whose output has been asymptotically approaching the quality level of a bad Japanese cartoon for years now: Closer than ever, but still not quite there. Maybe they should stop picking bad webcomics with incomprehensible nonsense plots as source material, just sayin’. So this is about a dude who beats up CG zombies in the spirit world but the actual story is how he got there? Or something? It manages to look barely alright and even has some visually striking design work, but its half-length run time prevents it from forming any semblance of coherence and I’m not about to ask for further clarification.

Oushitsu Kyoushi Haine

In a vaguely 18th century Germanic kingdom, a grown ass man with the body of a ten year old and a snarky disposition is hired to become the tutor of an instaharem of fabulous princes. I really don’t get who this is for; obviously the harem is straight out of a PSP otome dating sim, but it’s lacking the obvious self-insert dimwitted main girl, and no, it isn’t gay romance either. Even though it’s a comedy, that aspect does not seem to be played for outright parody. The source material is running in GFantasy, a shounen title (but not one as specifically elementary schooler-focused as Jump, it also carries fujo favorites such as Black Butler). Dubious provenance aside, Haine is moderately funny if nothing else, mainly due to the deadpan reactions of the main character to these ridiculous dreamboats. It just also drags more than a little, with long conversations that aren’t very entertaining all the time. It’s watchable compared to a lot of the stuff out this season, but I remain unconvinced.

Rokudenashi Majutsu Koushi to Akashic Records

After Macchiavellism already obliterated the battle harem bingo, here’s our next winner. The setup’s more or less the same and in some respects it’s even more formulaic (the school is actually a magic school for magic people, princesses, duels, &c), but Akashic Record is not quite as odious simply by focusing on being a comedy first and foremost and pulling that off at least on a technical level - it has good visual execution and comedic timing. The question is just how much credit you want to give it for that when the jokes themselves still suck, and that’s of course ignoring the entire setup being Light Novel as all fuck. Kinda seems familiar actually, because this is not entirely unlike to what KonoSuba did to the isekai genre, and people keep trying to tell me that that was totally great. Well, go watch this one then, motherfuckers.

Sagrada Reset

But there’s always the other kind of light novel, the one where high schoolers talk about life, people and the world. Think Bakemonogatari or OreGairu. Sagrada Reset wants a slice of that pie and starts by stealing the magical realism conceit from classic™ visual novel Wind ~A Breath of Heart~: There’s a remote town in Japan where everyone has superpowers, but if they leave the town they instantly forget about it. Oops, i guess I just spoiled Wind’s midgame, but I have to since Sagrada Reset puts this stuff right upfront because it has to discuss technicalities (at length) to make its plot work. Yeah, that’s how I like my magical realism, thoroughly explained and conceived by people who should write wikis, not fiction. There’s a girl who can reset time, but only once per arbitrary period of time and also including herself, which means she only finds out she already did it once it doesn’t work again. So that’s pretty useless, except there’s a guy whose superpower is having his memory unaffected by this. They have to work together to solve... some problems, I suppose. This whole idea seems to have potential in a JoJo subplot sort of way, but it’s completely sunk by the way the thing is written, since apparently the writer has never met a human being in his life. It’s entirely made of these pseudo-deep highschool stoner philosophy conversations presented in a lifeless inflection by people who stand around like robots on battery saver mode. This seems to be intentional (at least the term “robot” is thrown around a couple of times, which is certainly ominous), but it also makes for an excruciating and interminable watching experience.

Sakura Quest

Since Sakura Quest was announced, I have been gleefully throwing water on the hype of people who expected this to be the next Shirobako. After all, how likely is it for lightning to strike twice, especially considering Mizushima is not in the director’s seat? Surely it was all just wishful thinking, I want a S2 of Shirobako as much as everyone but I just don’t trust anime. Well consider me fucking told, since apparently among the parties wishing for more Shirobako is P.A. Works, and unlike the anitwitterati they can make it happen. The actual brand name seems to be reserved for a Mizushima project, but I would have no trouble believing that Sakura Quest is a spinoff about Aoi’s sister in the boonies; Shirobako Sunshine, if you will. The initial setup is mirrored here; Yoshino is not a young professional starting her dream job, but a young professional unable to score a dream job (or any job) so she settles for a random one she’s very skeptical of, but will undoubtedly learn to love. Apart from that, well, it’s Shirobako: The positive tone, the large cast of likeable oddballs, the relatable writing about post-highschool problems, and it even looks completely identical. I’ll still be realistic about it: Shirobako isn’t great for what its ideas were, but for how thoroughly it delivered in the long run, and this is by no means guaranteed to also happen with Sakura Reset Quest. For an episode 1 though, it’s like a dream come true, and P.A. are setting themselves up for seasonal double domination with this and Uchouten Kazoku S2.

Souryo to Majiwaru Shikiyoku no Yoru ni

Enough gushing, here’s 5 minutes of porn. Okay, it’s josei porn so there may still be gushing involved if you know what I mean, nyuk nyuk. Er, sorry about that. Sooooo there’s a sexually frustrated woman who meets her school crush who’s now a priest, and then they fuck. With a staff made up mostly of (non-josei, but hey) hentai OVA veterans, there is really only one way this could go. I appreciate the brazenness as usual, but I really don’t know how much steamy harlequin romance tailored to TV broadcast standards I want to watch.

Tsugumomo

I’ve seen some warnings about Tsugumomo based on its source material which is a manga with 1. a very high level of art quality and 2. content that has been described as “makes To-Love Ru Darkness look family friendly”. This may explain why it has not been licensed. It doesn’t explain why this first episode is fairly tame though; sure, it’s very much an ecchi comedy, but you get those from time to time and Tsugumomo is not any more raunchy than what I’m used to seeing (and it accomplishes this even without obvious BD-advert censoring). That incidentally also removes any reason to watch it: The plot is as basic “guy gets magical girlfriend for purposes of fights and/or walking in on her naked in the bath” from 15 years ago as they come, and it’s suspiciously well animated, but not well enough for that to be a selling point. Maybe it will get real skeevy eventually, I won’t be around to find out.

Warau Salesman NEW

Warau Salesman starts strong with ultra cool, Saul Bass-inspired opening credits, but that’s about all it has to offer. It’s based on a “black comedy” manga from the 60s by one of the Doraemon authors, and oh boy can you tell. Not only are the character designs 60s-tastic (so at least the Osomatsu-san fujos can schlick to something while they wait for the S2 of that), but so are the sensibilities: The titular salesman goes around tempting frustrated office workers with doing something moderately irresponsible, such as drinking in your lunch break or spending above your means, and then ruins their life when they actually do it. It’s like Twilight Zone written by your HR department. In the 60s. This stuff would have been outdated even in 1989, when it was animated for the first time – hence the “NEW”. I don’t know, it just seems mean-spirited, obvious and pointless, and most importantly I put the “black comedy” in quotes because in addition to not being very black, it’s not funny in any way, and unlike regular anime comedy I can’t even see what’s supposed to be funny. 

[amatulsabur]

"A Kiss a Day Keeps the Lawyer Away". A very thoughtful and insightful perspective from Sheikh Mirza Yawar Baig on strengthening the relationship between husband and wife. Very good article by Shaykh Yawar Baig: Allah said about the marriage: وَمِنْ آيَاتِهِ أَنْ خَلَقَ لَكُم مِّنْ أَنفُسِكُمْ أَزْوَاجًا لِّتَسْكُنُوا إِلَيْهَا وَجَعَلَ بَيْنَكُم مَّوَدَّةً وَرَحْمَةً إِنَّ فِي ذَلِكَ لَآيَاتٍ لِّقَوْمٍ يَتَفَكَّرُونَ Rum 30: 21. And among His Signs is this, that He created for you (mates) spouses from among yourselves, that you may find tranquility in them, and He has put between you love and mercy. Verily, in that are indeed signs for a people who reflect The marriage is based on three principles: Sukoon, Mawaddah, Rahma Sukoon (Tranquility): No movement away from the spouse...heart, eyes, company. You are and must become each other's best friends, confidants, supporters and advisers. No public arguments or contradicting each other before others under any circumstances. No carrying tales about each other to anyone else...absolutely anyone else. Especially NOT to your parents. Settle differences mutually between yourselves because you're adults If you're not adults, don't get married. Tranquility of the home is critical– No storm in the port. No running battles at home – no scoring points over one another – no power struggles at home. Don't nag. If he wanted a nag he would have married a horse. So would she. Do the small things: Those small thoughtful, tender, loving things that touch the heart. Don't do the small things: Those small petty, irritating, aggravating things that make them angry. Just because he/she is silent it doesn't mean they're happy. Silence can hide many things including disgust, grief, hopelessness, despair and anger. Communicate, communicate, communicate. Don't keep it inside. It will fester and grow until it bursts. Let out the steam before it blows up the cooker. But let it out with concern. Don't blame but talk about how it affected you. Don't say, "You insulted me." Say, "When you said that, I was very hurt." Remember that marriage is about trust. Trust means that there are no barriers between you, no defences. So take special care because your words will go straight to the heart. And no matter what, you can heal the sick but you can't raise the dead. Words can kill more effectively than weapons so consider carefully before speaking anything negative. Never react. Respond after thinking and only if you need to. And do that appropriately in the right place at the right time. Always defend each other...their honor is your honor. What hurts your spouse, hurts you. No arguments at the dining table and in the bedroom. Show only concern and affection. No screens (TV, phone, iPad) at the dining table or bedroom. Give each other attention. Mawaddah (Love) Enjoy each other physically, mentally, spiritually. Enjoy mentally by good conversation and humor (Laugh with, not at). Never bad-talk your spouse directly or indirectly. Humor is fine. Mocking is shameful. Enjoy spiritually by praying together. Couples who pray together, stay together. Show love...not on anniversaries but every day. An apple 🍎 a day keeps the doctor away. A kiss a day keeps the lawyer away. Show mutual respect in every way. Disrespecting your spouse is to insult yourself. Demonstrate affection appropriately and at the right time and place but demonstrate it. Don't leave it to them to guess. Be embarrassed about disputing in public and about disobeying Allah. Not about showering your spouse with affection. There's nothing cute about laughing at your spouse. It just shows that you're a lousy decision maker. If he's such a joker why did you marry him in the first place. Change him to her..same message. Show that you trust and never betray trust. Remember that it takes a lifetime to build trust and one action to destroy it. After that you may be forgiven but you'll never be trusted again. Don't do that to yourself. Never lie. Never cheat. Always be truthful because even if you can deceive your spouse, you can't deceive Allah. Express thanks verbally, nonverbally and daily. Don't assume that they know. Allah knows but He said that He would increase the blessings you show gratitude for and warned of punishment for those who don't express gratitude. Expressing gratitude is about you and your character. Not about the other. Spend time together: Love needs nurturing and nourishment like a beautiful plant. Without that it will wither and die. Mulaqaatain Zaroori Hain, Agar Rishtay Bachanay Hain, Laga Kar Bhool Janay Se To Poday bhi Sookh Jatay Hain...Ghalib Raazdani Zaroori Hai, Agar Rishtay Nibhany Hain, Rishtay fursat kay nahin tawajjo kay mohtaj hotay hain...my concoction. A marriage is not a hobby. Marriage is commitment which earns huge rewards but needs attention and maintenance. It's not a machine that runs on its own. It's a beautiful rose garden that you have to tend and nurture to be able to enjoy. Others can't do it for you. You have to grow your own roses. Remember finally that even the most beautiful and fragrant roses have thorns. The home is not a hotel. Couples must spend quality time together every day...not just on holidays. Being bodily present before the TV imbibing popcorn doesn't amount to spending time together. One meal and one prayer together as a family every day is mandatory. Build this into your schedule. Change your work if you need to but don't compromise on this. Wake up each other for Tahajjud because Allah loves the man who wakes his wife up for Tahajjud and the woman who wakes her husband up for Tahajjud. If you have Allah's love your marriage can't go wrong. Don't criticise each other for anything other than violation of religious duties. Even that, don't criticize but advise lovingly. Then make special dua for your spouse. Your spouse is your asset. Treat them like assets. Care for them, protect them, maintain them, pamper them, make sure that they're well and happy. Make sure your earning and food is always Halal. It affects your marriage positively. Haraam earnings and doubtful food poisons your marriage and life. Halal earnings and food have Baraka, give Izzah, protect against illness and loss and earn Allah's pleasure. Rahma (Mercy) Maintain a Book of Good Deeds: Write down daily whatever good you receive from your spouse no matter how small. Keep it in a place accessible to both and read it daily. This encourages each other to do good and to remember it at times when things are tough. Forget anything bad. Don't demand apologies but always hasten to offer your own. Be gracious when your spouse apologises because one day you'll need that grace yourself. Never remind about negatives from the past. Don't stockpile garbage. Or you'll have to smell the stink yourself. Remember and be mentally prepared for tough times, materially, mentally and spiritually. They will come but if you're connected with Allah and recall the good you received from one another you'll sail through them. Consciously thank one another and thank Allah. Any time you feel you're getting a raw deal, look at someone who's worse off. Sadly plenty of examples of that all around. Thank Allah for your spouse. If he/she is good, you should be thankful. If not it's an opportunity for Sabr and Allah is with those who have Sabr. So thank Allah always. Beware of hurting the pious spouse for she's connected to Allah. If she's helpless against you and calls upon her Rabb, He'll answer her. Never put yourself in that position. Same advice for bossy, aggressive wives lording it over submissive husbands. Marriage is another word for adjustment. Adjustment means to understand that you have to give up something to get something. What you get in a good marriage is far superior to whatever you give up in terms of career, freedom or friends. Never forget that. If you don't believe that, don't get married because a marriage ruined for a career, friends or freedom is suicide and Hell on earth. Remember that Allah will reward you for every time you behave with Sabr so be patient. Nothing lasts forever. Not even the bad time that you're going through. A closed mouth gathers no evil. So speak good or remain silent. What you didn't say can't hurt you, so don't say it. Finally remember that mercy is to return good in exchange for evil. Not good for good. We expect that from Allah as we expect forgiveness for our sins. Rasoolullah (S) said that Allah will show mercy to those who show mercy to others. Show mercy because you'll also need mercy one day May Allah fill your life with grace, Baraka and Rahma.