#desi bride

[aadhiskanmani]

"You feel complete, you feel...yeah complete, that's the right word"- Deepika Padukone

[desifashion]

Hussain Rehar - Natak Bridal Collection 2024

[husn-e-bahar]

Lal Patthar (1971)

[pakcouture]

NATASHA KAMAL

[thedulhandiaries]

[anxious-millenial]

It came after a long wait and weathering a million storms. We dated for 5 years, and the relationship started out as a tumultuous one, as we both were very strong willed individuals with pretty sketchy past relationships, adjusting was a big issue, but over the course of the years, without forcing, somehow being with each other became natural.

The day was a Friday, and it was hectic, yet beautiful. I got my dress a year before, and it was a beautiful pale pink with silver thread work. The jewelers were kind enough to cater to my bridal whims, and I got silver brushed jeweleries with white and green stone as the statement piece. My engagement ring design was ALL Pinterest and I loved it! It wasn't too fancy, neither was it expensive, but my wedding day was perfect ❤️

[wonderrosss]

Grover in a wedding lehenga for his marriage in PJOTV S2 😌

(this is another old piece)

[tiapoa26]

Bengali Miku…but she is getting married

to whom? I'd say a leek, but you can interpret your head canons :>

(i need tips to draw metal jewellery ;v;)

[aahanna]

"In the heart of tradition, where the glow of gold meets the passion of red, she stands. Every intricate detail whispers stories of culture, heritage, and timeless elegance. A touch of royalty, a trace of history—she is more than adorned, she is a legacy.

[aadhiskanmani]

[desifashion]

Alia Bhatt for Elle India

[taliabhattwrites]

'Dulhaniyaa', my F/F contemporary romance, is out for pre-order now!

In this Bollywood-inspired story, a woman consigns herself to the arranged marriage her family has set up, only to realize that she's falling for her dance instructor.

It has:

Desi Lesbians!

Bollywood-inspired camp and surreality

Meditations on queerness and Indian culture

Arranged marriage and forbidden romance

Cis/Trans and ButchFemme main couple

Lighthearted tone with HEA, but with serious moments

Preorder Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CH8ZP3TY/

[pakcouture]

House of Kamiar Rokni bride 🌿

[thedulhandiaries]

[livesinfantasyland]

Sangeet Night

A Sangeet ceremony is an important part of Indian weddings – it’s like a pre-wedding reception where friends and family ceremonially welcome the couple into their lives and wish them the best for their future. This welcoming celebration often includes lots of dancing and music, religious traditions, ethnic games, ceremonial attires, delicious food, and more! A typical Sangeet ceremony involves music and dancing, typically in the form of a dance-off between the bride and groom’s families. There are also religious rituals such as a havan or puja to bless the couple and their upcoming union, as well as traditional games they can engage in together. The dress code is usually festive – bright colors and traditional sarees or lenghas for women, while men usually wear kurtas or Sherwanis.

Mehndi Ceremony

Haldi Ceremony

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[kakushino]

"You passed the first hurdle. Kaburamaru trusts you." His words always echoed in the back of your mind. It was two long months of constantly being by his side before he removed the cloth he had around his mouth. Obanai had pulled you into a deep kiss that night and made sure to bite your neck hard enough to leave marks where your necklace would lie, the bruising reminding you who you belong to. "You will forever be my beloved bride. These signify my heart being given to you." Dinners together became regulated afterwards, and Obanai would always insist on sharing kisses between bites of your food and sips of his bloodied wine. Asking him why simply yielded an honest answer. "I simply cannot get enough of the taste of your lips, my jewel." Tonight, Obanai had told you he wished to finally bind you to him in the most intimate way possible. You felt your thighs squeeze together at the implications of your love's statement, making the man chuckle and tug down his mask, his smile and scarred skin being bared to your eyes. Taking your hand in his, Obanai tugged you closer to him, pressing a warm kiss to your lips. "I can sense your excitement, but please, save it for later, my heart. I wish to have you when all is prepared." He cooed, his voice nearly hypnotic as you nodded, stealing another kiss from him, much to his surprise. With a soft laugh, Obanai quipped how he adored how unpredictable you were. You later found yourself curled in your bed with a book in hand detailing the story of a pair of lovers from a tale as old as time itself, yet you couldn't keep your attention on it. You wanted Obanai with you, needed him now. Your daydreams were shattered as you felt the bed dip beside you, drawing your eye from the inked pages of the novel. You smiled and carelessly threw it aside upon seeing Obanai, clad in just his undershirt and pants, mask nowhere to be seen alongside Kaburamaru. "You're here." You uttered, throwing your arms around him. Obanai wound his arms around your middle, appreciating that you wore that pretty, thin lavender gown he had set out for you. "I said I wanted you tonight, didn't I?" He asked, running his hand down your side and pressing a kiss to your lips. "Yes, you did. I could hardly wait for you. I need you now, my beloved." "My poor, little bride." Obanai crooned, cupping your cheek in his icy cold palm. He smiled lovingly seeing you lean into his touch. "I kept you waiting for far too long, haven't I? Fear not, I'm here now, and ready to begin preparing you to be mine entirely." Your pretty gown was soon tossed aside with Obanai's shirt, your lips locked together, the vampire trailing wet kisses down your neck and shoulder. His hands were roaming all across your body, traveling lower and lower until they reached your clothed core, teasing your clit through your panties. Your whines felt like music to his ears, his heterochromatic eyes drinking in your flushed form. "My jewel..." He groaned, his lips now lingering at your pulse point at your wrist. "Please, I wish to taste you, I promise no pain, please, let me taste you..." "Have me, my heart, have me! All of me! My blood, my body, my soul are all yours, all yours!" You whined, bucking your hips into your love's touch. Obanai groaned softly, slipping his hand into your panties now to play with your folds, feeling your wetness and making you jolt at the temperature change. He soon sunk his teeth into your wrist, pointedly missing your pulse point, as he didn't want you to die from blood loss, not when he simply wanted to taste the delicacy that was your blood.

Obanai let out a moan as he drank your blood, the taste being sweeter than any infused wines he'd ever tasted, your blood being so delightful to his senses, all else would taste like grime or sand. He loved how you moaned so sweetly for him as he slipped his fingers inside you, curling them in a come hither motion that had you arching your back of the bed. He pulled his mouth away from your wrist, laving his tongue over the puncture wounds. "My sweet bride, you're immaculate..." He moaned, lazily pressing his cheek to your wrist and looking at you, his gaze almost drunk. Obanai would swear that he felt drunk off of you in that moment. "So perfect, so delectable. I'm so happy it's you that I have as my beloved, my everything." He confessed, leaning forward and silencing your cries and swallowing your moans.

GODS, GLITCH, YOU NEVER MISS-