#desi composer

[booklovingturtle]

Any desi instrumental recommendations? 

[thatstolenpayal]

If I ever were to live a fantasized life it would be like this :

A musician, a composer, lyricist and a singer. Who made the world feel depths like no one before. Lyrics penned down so beautifully, even the evil could just pause for a while and sink in. A voice which could heal crushed hearts. Melodies which could make people hallucinate about the dead and the loved.

But to also have such a tragic life, cause obviously you can’t spill your insides out without being made to beg for death. Oh the melancholy, broken mirrors, scattered clothes, stained pillows and silent screams, the longing for just, your soul to be pulled away from your moving corpse.

To die in the most disastrous way, yet to be remembered for an eternity. To have myself engraved in people’s hearts so deep that centuries pass and they still delve into the mystery. To have the new generations cry upon my story.

Oh to make them feel. Feel life, feel death, feel me

[youcancallme-manny]

tujhe bhoolne ko dil cahta hai,  lekin tujhe bhoolna aasaan kaha  tumhari woh choti choti aadate, jinko apni aawaz se zyada acche se pehchaan gayi thi,  unko khayalo se mitana aasan kaha

mere yaado main kuch aise bas gaye ho tum,  ki har cheez dekh tumhari yaad atti hai tum shaayad aise kehte, tum shaayad waisa karte  ye soch raat ko neend kaha atti hai 

lekin phir sochti hoon ki  tumne toh mujhe kabhi janna bhi nhi dil todna toh door ki baat hai, tumne toh mujhe kabhi pehchana bhi nhi 

mulakaat na hui ho kabhi per bus ek baar baat karne ko dil tadapta hai teri hasi jo ghoonjti hai mere kano main tera woh haseen cehra  mujhko aaj bhi jameel lagta hao yuhi phir beh jati hoon tere khayaalo mein dil ko chain dila kar,  dimaag ki salah na maan kar  tujhe dil bhool nahi patta hai

                                         -THV 

[mainfaggot]

Does anyone else feel like jumping out of their skin after they talk a lot about themselves or their experiences to other people irl ? Hi. Hello. Oomfs . ?

[m1ckeyb3rry]

what it’s like to bring the jjk boys to…have dinner with your family!

ft. fushiguro megumi, fushiguro toji, gojo satoru, geto suguru, ijichi kyotaka, inumaki toge, itadori yuji, kamo choso, kamo noritoshi, mahito, muta kokichi, nanami kento, okkotsu yuta, panda, ryomen sukuna, todo aoi, yaga masamichi, yoshino junpei, zenin naoya

warnings: not all of these are romantic! reader is lowkey desi coded in some of them. reader is mentioned to have a brother, dogs, aunts/uncles, and cousins in some of them. reader slanders like 75% of the characters. honestly the characters might be ooc too i wrote this two years ago for fun and giggles and just found it again and wanted to post. also tw naoya!

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

Literally perfect

Your parents love him

Your dogs love him

You love him

Was kind of quiet at first but settled in eventually and opened up a bit

Was still kind of reserved but that’s to be expected from him

Your mother found it sweet that he tried to hide behind you when your uncles started interrogating getting to know him 

He let your younger cousins play with his shikigami so that your dogs could get a break from being bothered

Really liked the salad your mother made and asked for the recipe

1000/10 

FUSHIGURO TOJI

Actually not too bad

Was polite enough and liked the food

Showed your parents pictures of Megumi as a baby

They were suitably impressed

Your cousin asked him where he goes to the gym

He told him he doesn’t believe in gyms (thinks they’re oppressive institutions designed to disadvantage the poor?)

Did give him a discount code for some random protein powder that he’s sponsored by though

Asked your parents to donate to his charity

They were happy to do so and thought it was amazing that he has a charity

You decided not to tell them that his “charity” is literally just his bank account

4/10 for scamming your family

GOJO SATORU

Solid 7/10

Goofs around a lot but he did come so he gets points for that

Your parents hated him at first but then he showed them the album of cute Megumi pictures he has saved on his phone and they switched up

“He’s so responsible for raising a kid so young! And it’s not even his!”

Bullshit

He does NOT raise Megumi and you were the one who sent him half of those pictures 

Demoted to a 6/10 just for that but at least your parents like him

Also the fact that he had an album was cute

Somehow managed to keep the dirty jokes to a minimum

Your brother kept making fun of his eyes being so blue so halfway through he had to switch the glasses out for the blindfold

Surprisingly high spice tolerance

GETO SUGURU

Honestly really a fun guy!

Actually brought his own dish to the dinner??

AND IT WAS GOOD????

Your mother wants you two to get married now

Asked if he could take some leftovers back for Mimiko and Nanako

Which was very considerate of him actually

Your mother told him he didn’t have to return the dishes she packed the food in

Let your brother win at Scrabble

Listened to your mother talk about the auntie drama

Apparently he’s going to start putting coconut oil in his hair now

Your parents are going to adopt him and kick you out

9/10 would’ve been higher but he didn’t beat your brother’s ass at Scrabble (he wanted to “make a good impression”)

IJICHI KYOTAKA

Similar to Nanami in that he and your father got along really well

Your brother called him “goofy”

He had to go to the bathroom and cry after that

He did compose himself and came back to eat

Can handle spicy food quite well

Complimented your mother’s cooking

Brought flowers as a thank you for the dinner

Was super sweet and grateful to be invited at all

11/10 would definitely invite him again

INUMAKI TOGE

Everyone was really excited to meet him

Let your cousins play with his hair and do his make up and paint his nails

Was your partner for Charades and you two won by a LOT

Kept sneaking treats to your dogs

Your mother ordered seafood for him because he could only speak in rice ball ingredients and she thought he really wanted salmon

He did eat it though

He would be a 10/10 but he accidentally used his Cursed Speech on your aunt so 8/10

ITADORI YUJI

Somehow lit the grill on fire

Managed to put it out but he did lose his eyebrows in the process unfortunately

Looked stupid without eyebrows

Spent most of his time hanging out with the little kids

Your family actually really liked him though

He’s too sweet to dislike

Helped wash the dishes and did not break any

7/10 because you almost had to call the fire department

KAMO CHOSO

Showed up an hour late

Was friendly but kinda nervous and awkward at first

Loved the food

He and your brother are best friends now

Genuinely he gets along better with your brother than with you

Impressed your father with his history knowledge

3/10 was too perfect and now your parents keep asking why you’re not more like him

KAMO NORITOSHI

He hates kids

Spent the entire first half running away from your cousins

Once he finally escaped he got along great with the adults

They really liked how responsible and mature he is

Thought it was impressive that he’s going to be the clan head

Your aunt told you that he was a keeper and you should “marry for money, hope for love”

Started crying when your mother asked him if she could hang up his jacket for him

It reminded him of his own mother who he was forced to leave as a kid 

All of your aunts have unofficially adopted him now due to his tragic backstory

Deserves 10/10 just for being relatively normal 

MAHITO

-892378/10 your parents couldn’t see him because he’s a curse

He was very happy to hear that and nearly destroyed your house

You had to call Geto halfway through to chase him off

Your family was thrilled to see Geto again though so at least there’s that??

MUTA KOKICHI

Sent a robot in his place obviously

Everyone wanted to know why you brought a robot to dinner

They thought you had hit a new low

You had to explain that Mechamaru was basically his body because of how weak his actual body was

Nobody believed you

-3/10 he was nice but it was overall a humiliating experience

NANAMI KENTO

Cannot eat anything spicy

Started tearing up at the appetizers alone

Had a massive stomach ache afterwards and his face was red for like twenty minutes 

Your father liked talking to him about business and the economy and shit

Did not get scared when asked about his plans for the future

Actually has plans for the future

Your brother is kind of gay for him tbh (??) and threatened to marry him if you don’t 

10/10 because he still finished everything on his plate so he didn’t seem rude even though he was lowkey dying 

OKKOTSU YUTA

Tried his best

Your dogs tried to leave with him because they liked him so much

He brought gifts from Africa for your entire family

Did stop a toddler from getting kidnapped

Is physically really good at grilling but emotionally cannot handle the stress

Had a mental breakdown when you asked for a vegetable burger

Made the discovery that he really likes corn and proceeded to eat all of the corn you had bought for the night so nobody else got any 

Summoned Rika and allowed your cousins to use her as their dress up doll

Rika was very nice and enjoyed the experience

She wants to be a fashion model now

2/10 he burnt your vegetable burger and you were really looking forward to having some corn

PANDA

Is a panda

Your younger cousins thought he was adorable

You got asked multiple times if he was a furry

5/10 he was only invited because he had nothing else to do and you had to chase him with a hose beforehand because he refused to bathe

RYOMEN SUKUNA

-1244129/10

An asshole but what’s new 

Told your family to “go back to where you came from”

Degraded your parents

Degraded you

Degraded everyone really

You got into a fight with him and Gojo had to intervene

Did ask for one of your mother’s recipes so he could get Uraume to cook it for him

She did not give it to him

TODO AOI

See you thought this would be hell on earth

But it wasn’t???

Played with your dogs

Carried your cousins around on his shoulders

Your uncles were impressed by his muscles

He saved a kitten that was stuck in a tree

Did not ask a single person about their type in women

Annihilated everyone in Wii Sports Resort

Absolutely sucked at Just Dance though

He thought he was too manly for the wrist strap but then he threw the remote into the TV while playing Wii bowling and it broke

6/10 he said he’d pay for a new one

YAGA MASAMICHI

Literally your boss

Only invited him because you wanted a raise

He liked the food

Exchanged sewing tips with your mother

200/10 you got the raise

YOSHINO JUNPEI

Really cool!

Gave everyone good movie recommendations

Someone gave him a baby to hold and he nearly dropped it

Burnt his hand on the grill

Found your uncles’ shitty jokes funny so they all liked him

He was decent at debating with everyone and having intellectual conversations even though he cried whenever someone disagreed with him too harshly

Your parents were very dismayed to see the cigarette burn scars on his face

Your mother told him he could always come to your house if he needed to

4/10 because he almost gave a baby brain damage 

ZENIN NAOYA

Told your parents about your sex life

Called your mother “woman”

Your cousins have a crush on him solely based on his looks

He thinks he has a harem now

0/10 they are all like 13 years old

[koolades-world]

hiii :) i came across your blog recently and i love the headcanons ! can i maybe request desi!mc with the brothers + barbatos on holi because it's almost holi ? thank you <3

hi! sorry i'm late, but yes, of course!

enjoy <3

Desi Mc on Holi

Lucifer

it's beautiful to see him so unusually carefree and wearing a variety of fun colors

his smile is absolutely to die for <3

of course while nobody would believe you, you have that mental image all for yourself, and that's all that matters

Mammon

he's unsure if he enjoys the bonfire the night before, or the day more

he's happy to be immersed in your culture, and happy to see you happy

if you're willing to, he'd like you to show him the ropes! he's done it plenty of times for you so he's excited to be on the receiving end this time

Levi

as usual, he's quite nervous at first

but he's listened to you rave about how much you love the holiday so much that he's going to go for you

and he really ends up enjoying it! he's glad he has you to help him get out of his shell

Satan

as a connoisseur of knowledge, he's all over the history behind the event

he appreciates the meaning behind the festival and resonates with it

he's watched several indian dramas thanks to you, and knows exactly how to go about making you feel special! it is the festival of love, after all

Asmo

he swears he's never looked more beautiful

he obsessed with the meaning behind each color thrown at the festival!

he makes sure you don't leave without being covered head to toe in color

Beel

of course he'll participate in the event itself but

he'll need to ask you to direct him to where he can find something to eat first

the aunties are going to love him!

Belphie

it seems like he's been looking forward to this day since he's unusually lively

every chance he gets, he's dousing you in vibrant colors haha

but of course, it's only fair if he allows you to get him back. you might even be able to stain his frosted tips a fun color for a few days nudge nudge

Barbatos

this might be your one chance to see him not put together! ...is what you think

despite being covered in colorful powder, he's still composed and is able to function like it's not even there

however, he still get into the event and has fun along side you :)

[heer-ki-laila]

some desi queer aesthetics since i have zero gay friends : [bike rides with your lover] [making excuses of studying with your 'best friend'] [sharing your favourite mithaii with them] [drinking chai because it reminds you of their warmth] [living thousands of kilometers away from them and still being calmed only by the sound of their voice] [3am shushed calls when parents are asleep] [matching ethnic wear] [matching mehndi and jewelry] [listening to arjit singh together] [yearning] [making them sharbat] [cutting up fruits] [exchanging known smiles when people talk about queerness] [being overly studious and preparing for tough competitive exams because you want to move out] [clandestine summers] [getting excited about that one desi queer book/artist you randomly stumbled upon] [ being introverted] [your heart beating at 345 km/hr when someone mentions queer people] [cooking each other's favourite meals] [flower garlands] [reading urdu poetry] [composing couplets in their name] [learning a lot about your religion and mythology and the existence of queerness in your religion to justify your existence to others] [crying at 2:14 am because you know that your family might never accept you for who you are] [trying to educate your parents, still] [suppressed longing] [placing flowers/gajra in their hair] [holding their hand] [sharing umbrellas during rain] [wishing that your best friend belonged to a different gender] [going to parlours or salons together] [your parents simultaneously knowing everything and nothing about your crush] [the song raabta]

[driversatellite]

this love | h.s | part one

synopsis: harry and y/n were in a secret relationship for years and unfortunately it had to come to an end, but a year after the split they find themselves face to face once again, maybe they can mend what was once broken. 

harry styles x desi!reader  

part one: y/n finds herself in the most unlikely place 

word count: 2.6k

series masterlist | main masterlist | next part

Y/N L/N couldn’t believe she was standing in the GA line at the Forum for Harry Styles’ 15 night residency. If you had asked her what her plans for October 24 were months prior she probably would have said a glass of wine and her favorite romcom, definitely not her ex-boyfriend’s concert. But her superfan best friends had begged her to come with them and Y/N really could never say no to them. It was her people pleasing nature, she thought she’d be able to fake being sick to get out of it, but none of her usual tricks worked on her friends, so here she was standing in line with hundreds of others waiting to see her ex-boyfriend. 

It all started on May 5th when Harry announced his residency, Y/N’s best friends Quinn and Zoya were Harry superfans, so as soon as the LA residency was announced they had already made plans to go to as many shows as they could. Y/N on the other hand was worried, she hadn’t seen Harry since their breakup back in November of the previous year, and she really didn’t want to see him, she was still nursing her broken heart and didn’t want any reminders of him. Y/N and Harry had thought they would make it to the end, they really were that couple, but once his tour started up again and Y/N started her first year of medical school, a lot of things started going downhill. The distance put a strain their relationship and neither one of them wanted to tell the other to give up on their goals just to salvage the relationship so they decided to call it quits, it honestly was an amicable breakup, but the fact that they were still very much in love and couldn’t be together was what really broke Y/N. She hoped that they could have worked a little harder to try and make it work, but with their schedules it seemed impossible, so she guessed it was the end of them, but she truly wished he was the one. 

Y/N and Harry had met at one of their mutual friend’s dinner party and hit off immediately, Harry fell for the smart and kind girl and Y/N fell for the down to earth musician who had the purest heart. They had decided to keep their relationship as private as they could, Harry didn’t want the public to ruin it for them, he loved her too much. So, only very few people knew they were together, their families and their inner circles. Y/N wasn’t as close with Quinn and Zoya when her and Harry were together, so she had never told them about the relationship, and seeing as they were superfans Y/N really didn’t want to open that can of worms with them. She had only told her family and her childhood best friend and she liked it that way, she liked knowing that their relationship was just their’s. She knew that romance wasn’t dead if they kept it just theirs, it was other people who ruined it. 

Which is why they didn’t even think when they decided to buy Y/N a ticket for one show, they wanted to drag her out, because after her breakup she had become a recluse. They didn’t tell Y/N about how they were all going to the concert until her birthday, which was only a couple weeks before the show. 

“What?” Y/N was dumbstruck as Quinn held out her phone with the ticket code and a boa in the other hand. 

“We’re seeing Harry Styles together!” Quinn grins and Y/N just stared blankly at her best friend. 

Zoya frowned at Y/N’s lack of reaction, “Aren’t you excited? You can finally have a night out and enjoy some of the best live music.”

Y/N quickly composed herself, trying to find the right words to say, “Yeah, I'm just shocked I guess, I didn’t know you guys got me a ticket.” 

Quinn smiled, “We wanted to surprise you, it’s your birthday gift silly, we’re also buying you your outfit for the show, we want you to have fun y/n/n, you’re always staying in nowadays.” 

“I know, I’m just stressed with school and all, and with all the exams coming up, it’s just been a lot.” Y/N tries to explain, she was trying to figure out the best way to let her friends down, cause she honestly didn’t think she’d be able to step foot into the Forum without breaking down into a complete mess. 

“I know, but you work so much y/n/n, you deserve to have fun, I promise we’ll have the best time, his shows are truly incredible and you get to dress up, and we all know you’re a fashion girlie at heart.” Zoya says. 

Y/N falters, she knew her friends meant well, but she just wasn’t ready to see Harry again, “I appreciate it guys, but I don’t know if I can go, I have a huge exam coming up.”

“I promise to study with you every single day until the concert, I’ll do anything, we just really want you to come with us y/n/n.” Quinn says. 

Y/N looked at the pleading looks on her best friends’ faces and caved, she truly couldn’t say no to them, “Fine, but you better study with me every single day Quinn.”

Quinn grinned as she nodded eagerly before pulling Y/N and Zoya into her arms, “Oh this is going to be so fun.” Y/N couldn’t do anything but muster up a weak smile as she hugged her friends. 

True to her word Quinn did study with Y/N every single day, she also dragged Y/N to every single boutique that she could find to find the best outfit for the concert, but it was Zoya who had ultimately found the best dress for Y/N to wear on one of her thrifting trips. It was a simple slip dress with intricate embroidery and lace detailing, she had also found the perfect burgundy boots to go with the dress. 

The night before the concert was when it really started to hit Y/N, she had a bundle of nerves in her stomach and she felt nauseous the entire night, she couldn’t believe she was actually going to see Harry again, it had been almost a year, and she still didn’t think she was ready. 

Quinn and Zoya had showed up to Y/N’s apartment around noonish with their outfits and numbered wristbands in hand, they had gone and camped out to get their place in line, Y/N had politely declined, saying that she was feeling sick--which honestly wasn’t a lie--and wanted to be feeling 100% for the show. The girls had a great time getting ready together. Y/N had missed this part of going out, she loved dressing up, it was the going out part that she didn’t miss as much. Not too long after they were on their way to Forum, Zoya and Quinn were practically jumping off the walls with excitement and Y/N sat in the back of the car with a jumble of nerves in her stomach. 

Though she was utterly terrified of what the night would bring, there was a small tiny part of Y/N that was excited to see Harry again, it truly had been too long, and even though the break up had been amicable, neither one had reached out to the other. She wondered if Harry had moved on, Y/N had tried to, she went on a few dates that Quinn and Zoya set her up on, but none of them compared, no one could ever compare to her Harry, he truly was her match. Y/N quickly shook those thoughts away, her goal for the night was to have fun and pretend that she was just another fan who had come to enjoy the music, not the ex-girlfriend of the popstar. 

Once they got to the Forum that’s when it all started to sink in for Y/N, she felt like throwing up but seeing the joy on Zoya and Quinn’s faces helped her stay calm, she was doing this for them, she hadn’t been the greatest friend to them, she had always stayed in when they invited her out, it wasn’t that she didn’t want to spend time with them, it was just that she hated going out now, all she did on her nights off was drink wine, eat cookies, and ugly cry to her favorite rom coms. So her going to the concert with them was to make up for that, she wanted to see her friends happy, she wanted to be happy with them, so if this concert made them happy, she would do it for them. 

They got in line, they had gotten decent numbers when they had camped out so Y/N knew that they would be pretty close to the stage and she knew that Harry always watched the crowd and he could pick out a face easily, especially a face he knew. Quinn and Zoya conversed with the other fans standing in line while Y/N pulled her phone out to text her little sister for advice, she always gave the best advice simply because she was very blunt. 

y/n: i’ve made a colossal mistake

kiara: what did you do this time, don’t tell me you bought that dior bag, i already told you, you don’t need it 

y/n: no, i did not buy that bag, but now that you mention it 

kiara: no, you don’t need it, just tell me what you did, i swear i’m not covering for you if it’s something that mom and dad will kill you for 

y/n: honestly they might

kiara: you’re scaring me y/n/n, just tell me

y/n: i let quinn and zoya drag me to h’s show 

kiara: YOU DID WHAT!?! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!?

y/n: i know, i know, it’s bad 

kiara: no you buying the bag would have been bad, this is terrible, why would you agree to this, wasn’t the reason you two broke up because of his tour and now you’re at the show, y/n/n, even i can’t defend this 

y/n: fuck, i know kie, it’s just quinn and zoya were so excited, they bought me the tickets and like it’s all they’ve been looking forward to and i didn’t want to let them down and i’m definitely not ready to tell them about us, so i caved

kiara: you made your bed, you must now lie in it you dumbass

y/n: i’m so stressed kie, what if he sees me, what do i do

kiara: idk, this is new territory for, idk how to deal with exes who are also popstars

y/n: you’re not helping

kiara: okay, just relax, you ended it as friends right

y/n: isn’t that what everyone says

kiara: unfortunately you decided to do this and now you have to deal with it, yes it is gonna be awkward but just forget about your history with him for a night, you listened to the new album right

y/n: yeah, of course i did 

kiara: wait yeah you did, i have videos of you crying to it, i can’t believe you let me listen to it with you, your biggest mistake honestly, i’m using those videos for blackmail, thanks for that by the way

y/n: yeah, yeah, whatever, ok back to the topic, so i just pretend nothing happened between us

kiara: yeah, you clearly did like the album, so just enjoy the music, i don’t think it’ll be that bad

y/n: you’re right, i’m stressing myself out for no reason, i’ve got this, i’m gonna have fun

kiara: perfect, now what are you wearing it better be hot

y/n: hold on, i’ll send you a pic

kiara: ohhh, cute, remind me to borrow that next time you’re home

y/n: yeah not happening

kiara: whatever, anyways if harry does see you, at least you look hot, he won’t be able to take his eyes off of you

y/n: that’s the opposite of what i want 

kiara: what did we just discuss, we’re going to ignore your guys’ past for the night

y/n: yeah, yeah, i’ll keep you updated

kiara: perfect, i can’t wait to see how this trainwreck of a night is going to end 

y/n: you’re so

kiara: have fun, and remember tonight you’re just a fan 

Thankfully it wasn’t too long after her conversation with Kiara ended that it was time for general admission to head in, y/n/n just kept repeating the same thing in her head the entire time they walked to their spots, “you’re just a fan tonight, no history for tonight”. Because of their place in line, the trio were pretty close to the stage, they weren’t barricade, but they were in the 3rd or 4th row, and Y/N’s stomach dropped at how close the stage was, there was no way Harry wouldn’t see her. But then she kept on reminding herself, “I'm just a fan tonight”. 

Y/N had calmed herself down enough to enjoy the openers and she actually was having fun, maybe her friends were right, she did need to go out more. But as soon as the opening set was over and it was time for Harry to come on Y/N felt nauseous again, it wasn’t too late to fake a stomach bug and go home, but before she could make up her mind the crowd started screaming and she looked up to see the Love Band come from backstage. She could feel her eyes water from seeing her old friends, she really did love them, but she couldn’t bare to even think of anything Harry related after the break up, the only person she talked to was Glenn, but that was because Glenn had made it her mission to continue to be Y/N’s friend even after the break up and Y/N admired her persistence. 

Y/N shrunk back into her friends, hoping that none of them had seen her. She was trying to distract herself again repeating her mantra for the night when the crowd started screaming again, she had guessed that meant it was time for Harry to go on and when the Daydreaming intro started to play she quite literally felt her heart stop. 

Harry rose up from under the stage and Y/N fought to keep the tears at bay, she couldn’t start crying, the show had barely started. She stared at Harry, she really hadn’t even tried to look at a picture of him since they broke up, and as much as she hated to say it, he looked good, no he looked fantastic. She knew how much Harry loved performing, it gave him a special glow, that’s why she didn’t push for him to schedule less shows so they could make their relationship easier, she knew this was what he was born to do and she wasn’t going to get in the way of that. 

Once the initial shock of seeing him had passed, she started to dance to the music, she truly did love the music he made, it made her happy. Slowly she felt her worries melt away as she started to groove along to the music, Zoya and Quinn were having the time of their lives and their joy was infectious. 

Harry had this magical ability to truly capture the audience’s hearts and Y/N had fallen victim to it, she forgot about all her worries for the moment and just had fun. 

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[teaberrii]

Chapter Twenty-Two: The Flip Side

Alhaitham has the looks and the smarts. He will also be the stand-in CEO for his grandfather's company for a year.

But, he's been mysteriously cursed to turn into a cat every night since his eighteenth birthday… until he meets you, an employee at his grandfather's company, who rescues him as a cat and changes him back with one kiss.

Alhaitham/You

Notes:

Cross-posted on AO3

Female reader

Chapter index at the end of chapter one

Chapter notes: An earlier than usual update because... smut. lol enjoy XD

Alhaitham's hands find your waist, and he effortlessly lifts you off the couch. Your legs go around him, and your hands encircle his neck as his soft lips find yours in a fiery kiss where you can no longer focus on anything else but him. Nothing else matters. No one else matters. All you want is Alhaitham and his unbridled hunger for you.

You land on your back on his bed, holding the intensifying kiss. Alhaitham nudges your middle, and you arch into him. His kisses get harder. Needier. Deeper. You allow him to remove your shirt and shorts. Then, he releases you long enough to swiftly take off his shirt, and your breath catches in your throat as you stare at his flat, hard stomach and his defined V-line.

His eyes never leave you as he slides off his shorts and underwear. Alhaitham's virile nakedness sends a sudden adrenaline rush throughout your body, and you continue to unabashedly drink him in. From his proud, heavy sex to his serious, unsmiling mouth.

You're in nothing but your underwear as you lie underneath him with him between your legs. His gaze leaves your face to your flushed breasts and finally to the only garment that would leave you completely naked; it's a wanton pose that stirs an animalistic desire with him. He's never felt this before. This raw, intense need for someone that he absolutely must satisfy.

Alhaitham is fighting to keep himself composed, but when you rub against him, he mutters a vulgarity. He lowers himself onto you and kisses your jaw, neck, and breasts while his thumb makes several sensual strokes across your raised nipple.

“You are so beautiful.” He watches you respond to his touch before taking one into his mouth. A soft moan leaves your lips as your body arches off his bed to his nimble tongue and carnal appetite.

His hand runs along your curves and eventually reaches your inner thigh.

“...Haitham,” you gasp.

He looks up. Your face is flushed as you reach for him and sensually stroke his sex, eliciting a quiet, low moan from him.

“...Don’t hold back,” you whisper urgently. “Please.”

A corner of his mouth lifts in almost a smirk. His thumb strokes your clit, applying pressure while his finger moves down the shaft. You gasp as he slides two fingers inside and stimulates your G-spot with a come-hither motion. Alhaitham leans closer as you unconsciously spread your legs wider, fighting the moans dying to leave your lips.

Soon, he increases the pressure, but when he starts stimulating your clit at the same time, you finally come undone. His soft, gentle kisses move slowly toward the nape of your neck. He briefly pulls away and whispers, "I have no intention of holding back, love."

"I want to be taken," you say breathlessly before you can stop yourself.

You can feel him smile against your neck. “...In other words, you want to be fucked.”

The vulgarity makes your eyes widen. The calm yet desperate and wildly erotic undertone makes you move your hips for the pleasure of hearing him say it again. Your movements allow him to stimulate you even more. 

But he pulls his hand out, making you whimper quietly at the sudden loss of pleasure. He places his palms on your knees and pushes them apart even more. Then, he lowers his head, his mouth finding your center. Soon, his tongue is playing you like a fiddle.

You’ve never been stimulated like this before. Not in ways that cater to your needs and wants. With Dottore, it had been about him chasing his orgasm and you satisfying his desires, often leaving you sexually frustrated and eventually... broken.

You’re too stunned to cry out even as Alhaitham makes you climax for the second time that night. Your heart is racing, your chest is heaving, and your hair is clinging to your neck as you come down from your high.

Alhaitham levers himself on top of you, his expression hard and serious. But you can see the intensifying desire in his eyes as he guides himself into you. His expression switches to a slight grimace of sheer pleasure. Your legs tighten around him, pulling him deeper as he rolls his hips into you. He starts slow, going deeper each time, allowing you to feel every inch of him.

His steady thrusts make you surrender to him completely. How long has it been since you’ve experienced lovemaking this… intense? It’s as if he’s concentrating on every slow withdrawal, ensuring that he hits that one spot every single time.

Alhaitham’s hands find your hips and lift them off the bed. As he gradually increases his pace, his grip on them tightens. His breathing quickens, and he almost crushes you underneath him as he comes. His body shudders in pure bliss and satisfaction. His muscles become taut, and his short cry mixes with yours as you spin with your third orgasm of the night.

Alhaitham lies on top of you, but you don't mind absorbing his weight. When he pushes himself up to look you in the eyes, your arm encircles his neck. Then, as if reading each other's minds, the two of you kiss each other with a gradation of intensity that is enough to almost make him harden inside you.

He allows you to move on top of him in one sweep. His gaze drifts from your face to your hardened nipples and this wanton position where you’re straddling him. Then, you lean closer and whisper, “Now, it’s my turn.”

◆◆◆

This is a dream.

It must be a dream.

However, as soon as Lumine pinches the ginger’s cheek and sees his blue eyes staring back at hers, she almost screams… if not for Childe’s hand muffling it.

“I can explain,” he quickly says.

Explain? How in the world will he explain how he mysteriously ended up in her bed the morning after Kaeya’s party?

“What’s wrong?” Aether asked as he and his sister were walking to Kaeya’s house for the party that evening.

"...It is just me, or does it feel like we're being followed?"

"Followed?" Aether looked around and eventually saw an orange cat. "The only culprit I see is that cat over there." Lumine turned around. "It looks like the same cat outside of our apartment."

“There’s more than one orange cat.”

But there was only one Childe.

"Are you hungry?" she asked, crouching to give it her attention as Childe walked toward her.

As soon as he was close enough, he jumped into her arms and sunk his claws into her.

Aether laughed. “Looks like it wants to tag along.”

“You can’t come with us.”

Yet, Childe refused to let go. At a loss, Lumine had no choice but to bring him with her to Kaeya’s party.

Lumine cannot believe what she's hearing. By now, Childe has a towel wrapped around his lower half and leaning against the wall. Lumine is holding a rubber toy hammer, the only thing in her room she can use as a weapon.

“You were that stalker cat?”

"I couldn't go to Kaeya's party because of my circumstances," Childe says. "Or else I would've gone."

"...So, the reason you couldn't go is because you..."

"...are a cat?" Childe finishes. "That's right."

Lumine is starting to feel faint. People can't turn into cats. That's impossible. But she has no explanation as to how Childe can sneak up to her mother's high-rise apartment. There's… no way unless what Childe is telling her is true.

“I called you to my place that night because I wanted to show you,” Childe continues.

Lumine frowns. Fine. She’ll play along with this… ridiculousness. “So, this is how you decided to do it at the end? We slept in the same bed!”

“I wanted to leave when you brought me back, but you were hugging me too tightly!”

“It sounds like you just wanted to take advantage of me,” Lumine huffs.

“If I wanted to do that, would I be standing on the opposite side of the room right now? Would I have immediately moved away from you when you told me to?”

Lumine sighs. "Look, you just… scared me. Can you blame me? I slept knowing that a cat was in my bed, and the next morning, it's, well, you!"

Childe smirks. “Sounds like a fantasy.”

Lumine almost throws her rubber hammer at him.

Wait a minute. If Childe had been at the party all along, then that means…

“Hey, Lumi.”

Lumine was grabbing a drink inside when Kaeya approached her. She turned around with her paper cup filled with punch.

“How’s it going with Childe?”

Hold on. Did she ever tell Kaeya that it was Childe who she was having boy trouble with? Or… was it that obvious?

As if reading her mind, Kaeya said, “He seems to care about you a lot.”

Childe, who was resting on the couch, was watching and listening to their conversation. Did Lumine talk to Kaeya about him? What about?

“...I… asked him to be my model,” Lumine said.

“Oh?” Kaeya chuckled. “That’s progress, I would say.”

“...You think?”

Kaeya put his drink down. “Sounds like you have something on your mind.”

Lumine chuckled. “Are you going to be my love guru, Kaeya-senpai?”

"Now, there's a nickname I haven't heard in a long time. I thought you forgot all about that."

“How could I forget?”

Childe sat up, watching the two go off on a small tangent about their past. Was it strange that Childe didn’t feel jealous as he thought he would? Lumine looked happy and comfortable. But, Childe still frowned. He jumped onto the floor and started circling around her legs, purposely rubbing against her whenever he could. That was when Lumine looked down and picked him up.

“Childe seems like a good guy,” Kaeya said. Then, he chuckled. “But… he might be a bit of the jealous type.” Childe meowed in his direction. “...Just like this cat who always seems to be vying for your attention.”

“...Well, I guess I’m a little scared. What if things don’t work out? We’ve been friends for so long… I don’t really want to risk that.”

Childe looked up at her just as she looked down, their noses briefly touching.

“But are you okay with being just friends?” Kaeya asked. “If he gets into a relationship with someone else, would you be okay with that?”

Childe could hear his little kitty heart hammering in his chest as he waited with bated breath.

“...No, I don't think so,” Lumine said quietly.

Lumine feels her cheeks go warm. Oh, God. That means Childe heard everything. She looks at him, only to find him staring back. She quickly looks away just as a knock came at her door.

“Lumine? Are you awake?”

Lumine and Childe immediately look at each other at the sound of your mother’s voice from behind the door, their horrified looks mimicking each other’s.

Lumine immediately puts a hand on the door handle, preventing her mother from opening it. “Uh, yeah, I am! I, uh, what are you still doing here? I thought you’d be running some errands today!”

"Well, I am, but I just wanted to check on you. I made you breakfast!"

“O-okay! Thanks! I’ll be out soon.”

“I’ll see you later, okay?”

“Okay!”

Then, she hears her mother’s footsteps and the front door close. She sighs softly and looks at Childe.

“...We need to get you clothes.”

“...Don’t tell me you’re thinking about Aether’s.”

“Do we have a choice?”

Childe sighs. “They won’t fit. The kid's too short. His shirt will look like a crop top on me."

“...We can try,” she says quietly.

"I don't do crop tops, Lulu." Then, he's hit with an idea. "Could you lend me your phone? I know who we can call.”

◆◆◆

“You’re supposed to be teaching me how to cook,” you say with a smile. Your arms are resting on Alhaitham’s shoulders as he has his arm around you. “Someone’s not doing their job.”

Alhaitham is smiling at you with his arms around your waist as he kisses your lips. Then, just as he pulls back, he says, “You’re just too irresistible.”

You laugh. “Are you being cheesy on purpose?”

Alhaitham lifts you, and your legs go around his waist. "It's making you smile, at least."

Soon, he has you against the wall with one hand beside your head. His body alone is enough to support your weight and hold you in place. He leans in, and your mouths meet again in another passionate exchange. He kisses your jaw, neck, and collarbone. You gasp his name, spurring him on as a hand slowly slides inside your shorts.

Then, he looks up, his gaze dark with desire. You expect him to kiss you, but he stops short from your lips.

“...What about I teach you something different?”

Your arms encircle his neck. “Oh? And what would that be, teacher? Don’t tell me I’ll get punished if I do something wrong.”

Alhaitham kisses you. Once. Twice. Three times.

Then, he smiles against your lips. “...Would you believe me if I said you’ll be begging to be punished?”

Bzzt. Bzzt. Bzzt.

At first, you and Alhaitham ignore the phone. But when the calls keep coming, you eventually stop and begrudgingly trudge over to see who is calling you on a weekend morning. You pick up as soon as you see the name on the screen.

“Lumine? What’s wrong?” Alhaitham is about to return to cooking when he hears you say, "...What?”

Once you hang up, he walks over. “What’s wrong?”

“...Let’s just say we’re returning a favour from way back then.”

You aren’t sure whether to find it funny, ironic or strange that you’re bringing your childhood friend your boyfriend’s clothes to your mother’s house… where said friend spent the night with your sister... as a cat.

As soon as Lumine opens the door, she sees you frowning. “Where is he?” you ask.

While Childe gets dressed, you and Alhaitham calmly explain to Lumine about Childe’s situation. You also tell her about Alhaitham’s. You don’t blame her that she looks absolutely stunned and confused.

“I… so… it’s true. What Childe said… is true?” Lumine finally says. You nod. She looks at Alhaitham. “And, Mr. CEO… he’s… also a cat?”

“A gray tabby,” Childe says, coming out of the washroom dressed in Alhaitham’s clothes. “Don’t I look classy?”

“Very,” you deadpan. Then, you sigh. “I can’t believe this is how Lumine found out.”

“Yeah, well”—Childe extends his arms out—“Surprise!”

No one is sharing his enthusiasm.

“Did mom find out?” you ask Lumine.

“...No. She was close, though.”

You sigh out of relief. “...And Aether?”

“He was already out by the time Mom left."

“...I think Auntie would’ve filed a restraining order or something if she found out,” Childe says.

“Anyway,” Lumine sighs. “...Are you still running with the theory that love is the key to breaking this… cat curse?” She puts a hand to her head. “Am I even still living in reality right now?”

Childe walks beside her, puts his arm around her, and pulls her closer. “You are.” Then, he kisses her head. You and Alhaitham’s eyes widen at the sudden intimate gesture. Even Lumine looks just as shocked as you do. Childe leans closer to whisper in her ear, “I heard everything.”

“Is… everything okay?” you ask upon seeing your sister’s face flush.

“Fine.”

Alhaitham raises a brow. “You two are awfully in sync.”

Lumine and Childe look at each other, and Childe says, "What can I say? I guess we're meant for each other."

You almost roll your eyes. “Right.”

“Don’t say you don’t believe in soulmates,” Childe says, letting Lumine go. “You two are living proof.”

“...But wouldn’t that have broken the curse?” Lumine asks. “I mean… they’re already together. What more does the curse want?”

“Well, there’s another thing we found out,” you say.

Childe smiles. “Ooh, please enlighten us.”

So, you tell them that you and Alhaitham crossed paths at Lambad’s Tavern almost a decade ago. The day that Alhaitham’s curse began.

"Seems a little anti-climatic if that breaks the curse," Childe says.

"But… if the curse isn't broken, there's something else, right?" Lumine asks. "A missing puzzle piece."

“Seems like you’re getting quite into it, Lumine."

“W-well, I’m just curious.”

You sigh. “How many missing puzzle pieces do we need?”

Lumine glances at Childe. Does this mean the curse won't break even if Childe repairs his relationship with his parents?

"You know… what about the opposite?" Lumine muses. "I'm just thinking out loud and throwing ideas, so it might sound crazy."

“We’re always open to new ideas,” Alhaitham says. “What’s on your mind?”

“Love is supposed to be something beautiful,” Lumine says. “But… there’s a lot of layers to it. Accepting the good and the bad in someone or something. Sacrifice. It’s… not always a happy feeling."

The silence that passes is almost deafening.

“Ah! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to bring the mood down. I just…”

“No. That’s a good point,” you say, and Alhaitham nods. “Perhaps we’ve been thinking about this a little too positively."

Does this mean there's something ugly The Strays have to face? 

"Then, let's start thinking negatively," Childe says. "Assuming that love is still the key to breaking the curse, does this mean we have to experience... all the negative sides?"

"Or... perhaps it's a hurdle," Alhaitham muses. 

Childe sighs. "Well, in my case, what other hurdle is there besides my hopeless relationship with my parents?"

You and Alhaitham look at each other. And in your case… what ugly hurdle do you have to face?

Once you and Alhaitham leave, Lumine turns to Childe, who’s looking at her.

“...Why are you looking at me?”

Childe smiles. “What? I can’t look at my girlfriend?”

Her face immediately turns red. “Girlfriend? I never agreed!” This is happening too fast, and Lumine can’t wrap her head around it.

Childe step towards her and leans down so he’s at eye level with her. “...That’s fair.” She sees him look from her eyes to her lips and back to her eyes. “You don’t have to give me an answer right now. I can wait.” Then, he leans upright. “...I know we’ve been friends for so long, and… it might be a little awkward, but”—he smiles at her—“I’d be kicking myself later if I don’t take this risk.”

“You don’t really seem like yourself right now,” Lumine says quietly.

“What do you mean?”

“...Well, whatever you heard… I thought you’d just joke around with me about it. Seeing you so serious, I’m still not used to it.”

“Because I’m serious about you, Lumine.”

Lumine doesn’t know where to look. “...But, why? I mean… why do you like me?”

Childe wishes he had some enlightening, sophisticated, heart-racing answer to her question. But he doesn't. So, he decides to tell her his honest feelings. "...I like being with you. It's a different feeling than when I'm with anyone else. I feel comfortable… and safe"—he looks her in the eyes—"which is why I told you about the story between my parents. But… most importantly, I don’t want to share you with anyone else. There are things I want to experience with you. Just you. And… I can’t change that.”

Lumine is standing in front of him now, and she touches his cheek.

“...Something wrong?” he asks.

She smiles. “Aw, well, I'm just thinking since when did Childe become such a grown-up?"

He frowns. "Here I am pouring my heart out to you and—"

It takes him a moment to realize her mouth is on his. And, soon, he's kissing her back.

◆◆◆

A plane has just landed at the busy Sumeru airport. Amongst the passengers disembarking the aircraft is an older, respectful-looking woman towing a black suitcase. A pair of expensive sunglasses sits atop her head. As soon as she enters the arrival area, she catches the eyes of some of the people who briefly wonder if she's a celebrity. But she continues walking... right up to Alhaitham's secretary, who greets her with a slight bow.

“Welcome back,” he says.

The woman smiles. "It's good to be back." She passes his suitcase to him, and as they make their way through the airport, she asks, "How has Haitham been? It's been a while since I heard from him."

“He’s doing well.”

“I heard he’s seeing someone... and it's not Layla."

“Ah… yes.”

The woman glances at him. “Who is this woman? What's she like?”

“I’m afraid I shouldn’t speak about her as I haven’t met her personally.”

Once they reach the black car, he opens the door for her, and the woman steps inside. After putting her suitcase in the trunk, he gets into the driver's seat and drives off.

“Should I drive you home?” he asks.

The woman has a small smile. “...No. Change of plans, actually.” Alhaitham’s secretary glances at her in the rearview mirror. “Let’s surprise my son.”

Chapter Twenty-Three

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[thepoopdokyeomtouched]

Revisiting the "ROCKSTAR" Album and realising how artist, creative and versatile the music team was, like EVERY single song was composed SO differently!?!? Classical, European classical, western, kawali, Rock like HARD Rock, Dark obsessive, and wth idek atp 🤯 all the songs LITERALLY goes with movie, with situation the movie is showing AND as the character develops, the lyrical intelligence develops too like it's the character that gets inspire from different genres and implements it to his music and that's how the music develops 💕

To all my desi moots if you have heard it tell me which is yours fav. Mine is literally the whole album but the mtl would be

Phir se udd chala (😭✨)

Kun faya (the peace it gives 💗)

Sadda haq (the lyrics 🤌🏻😤)

Tum ho (nth to say just listen 💕)

Nadaan parindey (the emotions with the echo vocals AND ARR singing 💔🙁✨)

HAWA HAWA (the European folk they used with hindi lyrics got me twirling and the storytelling ✨😩)

Aur ho (it sits on the same genre as "him and i" OR "don't blame me" Like it's a very dark obsessive sad song 🛐)

Katiya karu (good for sangeet in my wedding with mingyu🤭😉)

Jo bhi main (from an artists perspective it's a very deep song damnn)

Tagging the desi moots: @kkooongie @nishloves @nihyunluvskookie @yoonzinuhh @mangocustard16 @aaniag @bittersweet-folder @staranghae @wonwoos-wineparty @caramyisabitchforsvtandbts @etherealyoungk @leewonkyeom @neejaatjeh @woozvc @weird-bookworm @rubywonu @seokminded @waldau @joonsytip @smileycarat @nonononranghaee

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[malusienki]

HELP ME. “she’s a good kisser” to kate’s “she’s a VERY good kisser.”

oh and then.

[singeratlarge]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Desi Arnaz, Benedict of Nursia, Moe Berg, Ed Bournemann, Dale Bozzio, Larry Carlton, Karen Carpenter, John Cowsill, Daniel Craig, John Cullum, Eddie “Lockjaw” Davis, Maxwell Street, Jimmy Davis, Becky G, Rory Gallagher, John Gardner, Mikhail Gorbachev, Laird Hamilton, Sam Houston, Bryce Dallas Howard, John Irving, Jennifer Jones, Léon Jongen, Jon Bon Jovi, Orrin Keepnews, the 1933 film KING KONG, Papa Lightfoot, BarBara Luna, Madonna’s 1989 single “Like a Prayer,” Chris Martin, Gates McFadden, drummer-producer Tony Meehan (The Shadows), Method Man, Wolfgang Muthspiel, Lauraine Newman, Jay Osmond, Ethan Peck, Elvis Presley’s 1956 single “Lawdy Miss Clawdy,” Luke Pritchard (The Kooks), Dottie Rambo, Red Saunders, Dennis Seaton (Musical Youth), Shostakovich’s 14th Symphony (1969), Bedřich Smetana, the 1995 musical SMOKY JOE’S CAFÉ, Ludovico Spontoni, the 1965 film SOUND OF MUSIC, composer-trumpeter Derek Watkins (James Bond films), Kurt Weill, Tom Wolfe, "Théo" Ysaÿe, and the creative provocateur, poet, and singer-songwriter Lou Reed. He was the principal songwriter for The Velvet Underground and his solo career spanned 5 decades. 

Velvet Underground were not commercially successful but are now regarded as one of the most influential bands in the history of rock. Brian Eno said that everyone who heard the first VU album wanted to start a band. Reed had a deadpan voice that, for me, required forgiveness as singers go (though he did step up on occasion, particularly when he sung with The Blind Boys on THE RAVEN album). Eventually I connected with his noir fiction, transgressive “eyewitness reporting” lyrics and songcraft. He neither approved or disapproved of the subjects he sang about and, in the end, he just wanted to write catchy rock’n’roll. Over the years I’ve performed at least 6 Reed/VU songs—recording 2: “What Goes On” and “Sunday Morning,” on which I was joined by members of The Badlees (who did a splendid job in one afternoon). Reed himself commended our cover and promoted it on his website in the mid-90s. HB and RIP Lou.

#loureed #velvetunderground #sundaymorning #singersongwriter #bretalexander #thebadlees #blindboysofalabama #raven #edgarallenpoe #noirfiction #poet #guitarist #eyewitnessreport #johnnyjblair #singeratlarge #birthday

[thealogie]

Truly us millennials love letting group chats die,most of mine typically die in a couple of weeks. Or a day. My parents keep posting large number of Facebook posts on the family whatsapp group though, truly a (desi) parent thing. I imagine david doing something similar, except he's not on social media(I guess). I wonder what his equivalent would be 🤔

I vote obscure shakespeare quotes and trivia. "Hey kids, did you know shakespeare coined 3000+ words?" "Who ate the last cookie? : I am in blood / Stepped in so far, that, should I wade no more, / Returning were as tedious as go o'er" idk. I know this doesn't really make sense, but go with it.

We love letting group chats die! At least with the ones with my friends we periodically send articles and memes that everyone can just react to without needing to compose texts but I feel like David and Jodie are out there being like “how’s it going kiddo? how was your shoot this week?” And it’s like please do not expect millennials to actually do sincere catch ups over text. It’s the same as Paul Mescal leaving Andrew Scott on read

[indian-kahani]

Day 6: 5+1 things [DESI LGBT+ FEST]

I just wanted to write something today so here you go! this idea came to me in the middle of class lol, i was really stumped for what to write for this prompt so luckily i came up with something in the end!

also new ocs!! anshika x padma, i plan to expand more on them (and my oc-verse in general) during more of the other prompts

tagging: @desi-lgbt-fest - hope you like it!

Anshika wondered when the class would end. Her gaze strayed to the teacher’s moustache as it wobbled up and down with each sentence he spoke. She smiled lazily and twirled her pen around again, staring blankly at the many doodles in her book. Again, the teacher’s outrageously thick moustache caught her eye.

Fifteen minutes till the end of class.

She imagined what it might feel like to touch it. Hairy and gross, probably. She shuddered at the thought.

God, I feel sorry for his wife.

She cracked a lopsided grin at the thought, thinking about how terrible it would be to have to be the teacher’s wife and suffer through a kiss with that bear-fur moustache in the way.

Twelve minutes till the end of class.

Just as she thought she might fall asleep where she sat, a piece of paper was flicked onto her desk. In the blink of an eye, her expression brightened as she dropped her pen, looking eagerly at her girlfriend’s back.

Padma turned around, and flashed her a flirty wink. Almost immediately, Anshika blushed, and ducked her head to look at her lap while opening the note.

The note was simple enough: Five reasons you love me?

Anshika picked up her pen, genuinely deep in thought. There were so many things she could write.

1) You’re a smooth talker.

“Hey, Anshu!” Padma leaned against the locker, looking Anshika up and down. It was the school’s annual Own Clothes Day, and Anshika had spent hours picking out the perfect outfit, denying to herself that it was because she wanted Padma to notice her. “Cute outfit. I like the jeans especially.”

Although she’d prepared for that moment for nearly an hour the night before, practising a smooth thanks as she opened her locker, Anshika fumbled and blushed as she had to look away.

“Thanks…” she whispered. “I like your jacket.”

Padma’s smile grew as she twirled around to showcase the outfit better. “Really? Thanks, girl. You have a good eye for fashion so I know I did good.”

The way she’d said it, coupled with her killer smile, still made Anshika want to hide her head in her hands until she was composed enough to look up.

The memory made her smile even as she wrote it down on the paper. To think she’d ended up with Padma still awed her every day. She didn’t know how she’d lucked out, to have a beautiful, kind, loving, amazing….

God, that list could go on forever.

She shook her head, tapping her pen against her chin. Her eyes brightened as an idea came to her.

2) You’re a good dancer

It was a monsoon evening – Indradev was clearly determined to let Bengaluru feel the full might of his power, rain splashing down relentlessly, flooding the streets with cool water. Anshika looked up from her homework as a shrill whistle sounded outside her window.

She gaped, mouth wide open, at the sight in front of her.

“Padma?” she was out of the door in a second, clutching an umbrella and staring at her girlfriend in utter disbelief. “PADMA, you idiot! What are you doing?”

She ran to shield her with the umbrella, unable to take her eyes off of her gorgeous kurta that stuck to her damp skin, chest heaving with the effort of dancing in the rain, slim waist emphasised by-

Woah, woah. Slow down. She thought.

Managing to tear her eyes off of her girlfriend, Anshika looked up to see a mischievous smirk playing on Padma’s face. Her brows furrowed in confusion. “Padma? What are you-”

In one swift movement, Padma knocked the umbrella out of Anshika’s hand and kissed her on the cheek. Rain drenched her in seconds, making her thin t-shirt and skirt cling to her figure.

The spot seemed to burn with a lively fire as Anshika brought her fingers to touch it.

“Come on, baby!” Padma was already raising her arms to the sky, throwing her head back in bliss. “Let’s dance!”

Anshika had been too embarrassed to admit that she couldn’t dance, but the free, flowing way that Padma was moving seemed so liberating.

Soon, they were both spinning in the rain, their homework long forgotten.

Anshika hid a secret smile at how silly they had been – newly dating, getting used to the idea of being close to each other as more than friends. Relishing in the experience that would come to them perhaps once-in-a-lifetime.

Nine minutes left of class.

She had better get a move on if she wanted Padma to read the note before the end. She racked her brains for an idea.

3) You make me feel pretty

“Wow, Anshika. Looks nice, but… have you considered losing some weight? All the modern, fashionable models weigh around…” Tanul looked Anshika up and down as she curled into herself. “…ten, fifteen kilos less than you?”

Anshika’s throat felt dry and parched. Everything she had wanted to say died on her tongue as, not for the first time, she looked down at her body and hated what she saw. All this ugly flab… her stomach wasn’t toned at all and her thighs seemed so fat when she sat down!

Of course, she had felt that way before, but this was the first time someone else had pointed it out.

Just then, a small laugh cut across the silence. “What do you mean, Tanul?” Padma, her saviour, leaned her elbows on the table casually as she offered her signature tilted-head smile. “I think Anshika’s figure is really nice! After all, a bit of definition in terms of body shape suits so many more clothing styles than tall and thin.”

Padma turned to her, looking her up and down just as Tanul had done barely seconds ago. “Hmm… oh yeah, some of my clothes would look so good on you. Plus, you always wear those nice tops with those loose jeans-”

Anshika knew the ones she was talking about, but was flustered that she remembered. They were her favourite pair.

“-and with that one jacket you always wear, it looks so good.” For a second, Padma looked almost envious. “Most of the clothes I buy hang off me as if I was a scarecrow.” She held up her thin wrist laughingly, and suddenly, Anshika felt a lot better.

Nowadays, what with Padma complimenting her nearly every day (and her attempting to do so back despite her shyness), god knows she felt so much more comfortable in her own body, not so pressured to conform to the unrealistic standards all over the place.

4) You call me cute names

“Ay, meri jaan.” Padma swung a hand around her shoulders easily as they walked through the corridors, flashing her a cheesy smile. Anshika had blushed, and then returned the hug. “Good to see you too, Padma.”

“Sweetiepie, I don’t think that’s how you do it.” Leaning over her maths book as she explained a problem to her.

“Of all the things, you call me ‘sweetie pie’?” Anshika had deadpanned, brushing her away teasingly. “You lovesick fool.”

“You’re so smart, babe.” Pouting as Anshika corrected her Hindi homework.

“What’s all this ‘babe’, ‘cutie’, ‘meri jaan’ stuff?” Anshika asked her one day, amused. “If you focused so much on schoolwork as you did on giving me nicknames, you would be top of the class.”

“I want to give you nicknames that are as cute as you!” she had beamed. Winking at her slyly, “what do you think, meri jaan?”

After that, Anshika couldn’t find it in her to refuse the nicknames.

What was the newest one? Oh yeah, bantu or something equally cutesy. She would never admit it to Padma, not in a million years, but she adored the effort she put into finding her new nicknames almost every day. It was a lot more than just liking the names. It was one of the biggest reasons she was falling more and more in love with her every single day.

5) You give nice hugs!

The number of times Padma kept hugging her was uncountable, and although Anshika had never really liked hugs – these hugs were different. Warm and comfortable, and something about them felt just like coming home.

Anshika looked at the sheet again. It didn’t feel like enough. She always wanted to give Padma more love, more and more so she really knew how much she was appreciated and loved.

5 + 1) You send me memes at 3am whenever I can’t sleep

After all, if that wasn’t the indicator of true love, then what was?

With three minutes left until the end of class, Anshika flicked the note back over to Padma. Sure, she felt cringe, but it was all worth it when a smile lit up her face, as bright as a thousand suns.

of course, for 5+1 i just had to put memes at 3am. would i even be a tumblr user if i didnt???

[watchitnowulala]

soundtracking a laguna game/movie let's go!

i love music and i love laguna from ff8. i listen to tons of songs and think of moments from the game they could possibly fit. this 'soundtrack' is not feasible, exhaustive, has no overarching theme (aside from me listening to each song) and very much not realistic! i just love talking about music and ff8 so why not have both?

i digress though....

specific songs i'd pick from ff8 itself-

the man with the machine gun -> ofc!!! would be the recurring motif throughout the game, would probably play in the opening scene. can see it being played as soon as he pushes adel into the sorceress chamber.

any location themes -> laguna essentially embarks on a massive world tour to find ellone. there's no point in me trying to find specific songs for each location when we already have the amazing tracks composed by nobuo uematsu.

fragments of memories -> how can i not include this beautiful but haunting song from the third dream sequence. obviously there would be greater elaboration on his time in winhill, and what better song to represent that than the literal song that plays. personally, i wouldn't play it for long, maybe just when ellone is introduced. then, on his mission to find her he pulls out a photo with him, elle and raine and this song plays. idk.

and last but not fucking least we got eyes on me -> ofc!!!!! this song is canonically about my man right here, there is no way this would not be in any sort of material regarding laguna. i can definitely see different arrangements for the two different relationships he has, just to separate them.

songs i would personally include (in chronological order)

tubthumping - chumbawamba -> WEIRD START BUT YOU HAVE TO BEAR WITH ME. i can not not include this absolute piss up anthem. would probably play at the start with him, kiros and ward getting absolutely wasted in dollet or deling city. (also typing out that name and making it look cute gave me whiplash lmfao)

we've only just begun either the carpenters or the grant lee buffalo version (both are great!) -> laguna and raine's wedding! (after eyes on me plays of course!) i imagine it a small affair: ellone, kiros, ward and some winhill villagers who don't completely detest laguna. can see it playing in the background of their reception maybe?

a kiss for luck and we're on our way

the ballad of el goodo - big star -> plays when laguna embarks on his journey to find ellone. i don't have a big analysis on this one, just listen to the song. your life will be better for it.

and there ain't no one going to turn me around.

wide open road - the triffids -> a bit out of left field but as an aussie i gotta include this song. winhill is isolated, this song so beautifully encapsulates this. raine is alone and pregnant, her daughter and husband are gone. it just encapsulates the harrowing yet haunting isolation, and the emotions that run with it. idk i just take any opportunity to talk about this song lmao.

how do you think it feels? / sleeping by yourself?

once in a lifetime - talking heads -> montage time! i have sorely neglected esthar so far and laguna's reign as president of the nation. i chose this song because of its meaning. laguna has had an absolutely insane life, like dude was the main character in multiple different stories. this song is upbeat, quirky and most of all deals with life itself and how we're essentially on autopilot all the time (david byrne's words not mine!) very much a laguna song.

letting the days go by/water flowing underground

father and son - cat (yusuf) stevens -> tbh i'm not that into this song, but it seems like a no brainer for his relationship with squall. reconnecting with his son would be difficult, heart wrenching and emotionally taxing for both parties.

there's so much you have to know

sennen- ride -> laguna visiting raine's grave as an adult. sennen is about a small town in england which, knowing what we know about the winhill (a small town with a very english design) fits super well! i do love ride dearly and their sound, which in this song specifically sounds both hopeful, dreamy yet tinged with melancholy.

and all they see's a strange shaped stone / they'll never invade her now.

sunsets - powderfinger -> stop trying to make ff8 aussie okay okay, hear me out on this. sunsets = end of day, right? sunsets is a laid back sounding ballad, about regret, loss and ultimately moving on from it. it would be a very fitting credits song in my opinion.

slow burn watching the world turn/in my arms

anyway i'm finished now. my fingers are very sore from speed typing this shit all out lmfao. hope you all liked it :)

edit: fixed a typo