#fit india

[myersesque]

kissing the atsv character designers directly on the lips

[ranatheviper]

Himachal Pradesh Village First Gym In Kullu Distt. of Himachal Pradesh.

This Gym is Such a best Gym in Himachal Pradesh Kullu Distt. nearby Rampur Bushahr.

[demigod-of-the-agni]

The pishacha are manifestations of evil itself, locked within a cursed amulet. The wearer of the amulet is at the mercy of the demon, known for possessing humans and feeding off their host's chakra energy. However, if symbiosis is achieved, the pishacha can grant its host a myriad of powerful abilities.

I just needed to draw something cool okay. I needed to draw some cool goop and some cool looks okay. okay. if I didn't post this I would have exploded okay

[luxury-nightmare]

He was a

Punk

He did

Ballet

[mylovelookup]

Modern au

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

CONGRADULATIONS ON THE 100 FOLLOWERS!!!! Can I request Idia with the stargazing prompt? Can it please be romantic and fluffy? This event is so fun! I hope you have a wonderful day!!☆彡♡ :)

Stargazing; Idia Shroud

Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, romance

Word Count; 700+

AN; Thank you, Sofia! I hope you enjoy the fluffy Idia! He deserves to not always be a wet cat (affectionate) As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

The heat of the day was finally gone. Dew covered the grass. Crickets chirped in the undergrowth. And above you were millions of stars, and visible galaxies and nebulas, not obstructed by decades of light pollution. It was beautiful. 

Sitting beside you on the blanket that was spread out to provide a somewhat comfy barrier between you and the ground, was Idia. He had the hood of his sweater tied on tight, as so to hide the fact that his hair was nearly neon pink, and a dead giveaway of how he was feeling. And even though he was out of his comfort zone, he wanted to join you. And he was happy that he did. Yes, he felt nervous, but it wasn’t just because he was out in public — it was because this was a date, an official date. And while the two of you sitting in his room and playing games or watching shows were technically dates, this was the first public one.

“Hey, Idia,” you tugged at his sleeve, pulling him out of his thoughts. “Do you have a favourite constellation? A planet?”

He cleared his throat and hesitantly held your hand in his. His hand shaking the slightest bit. “Not really,” he said quietly looking up to the sky. Well, his head was pointed up, but he wasn’t looking at the countless stars. He was looking at you from the corner of his eye. “And you?”

You hummed, looking up at the unfamiliar sky. “Pluto. It’s a planet from… from back home.”

Idia gently slipped his hand into yours and squeezed it. “I-if you want, you can talk about it,” he internally cringed. He hadn’t stuttered like that since he had truly started feeling comfortable around you.

You squeezed his hand back and leaned your head on his shoulder. “Well, it used to be a planet but then got demoted to a dwarf planet. Which is kind of ironic, seeing that it’s named after the Roman god of the underworld.” You sigh and turn to Idia, whose hood had slipped down, revealing his hair. It was a lovely shade of pastel pink, and it was the entirety of his hair, not just the tips. It cast the both of you in a soft rose light. “... a person people tend to underestimate and judge.”

Idia clamoured to get the hood over his head, but he was stopped by your hand, which gently placed the hood down. Why are they looking at me like I’m the milk bread protag in some cheesy shounen?! He was in his own head, but all of that went away when he felt your hand cup his face.

Idia was similar to Pluto, and not just in the themes of relating to the god of the underworld. For so long, people only saw them as unassuming. But when you get closer, then you can appreciate the beauty and tiny details. Someone that you would stand next to and defend at all costs, even when the rest of the world may say that you shouldn’t, that you should just let it be as is.

“I love you,” you whisper, looking into his gold eyes.

That was the first time you had said that, well, said it out loud. Maybe it was the fact that Idia did something out of his comfort zone for you, maybe it was the setting, or maybe it was something else entirely.

You place your forehead against his. “I love you, Idia Shroud,” you say again, still looking into his eyes.

If Idia’s hair were not already as bright and pink as it could go, it would have gotten brighter, but it was as bright as the sun. But his face was now warm, and he was holding eye contact; even though he wanted to hide. “I-I,” he shut his mouth, took in a deep breath and centred himself. He didn’t want his first time saying the phrase to be stuttered. He wanted it to be perfect. I can do this. “I love you too.”

Shyly, he placed a kiss on your cheek and held eye contact for a few moments before hiding back in his hood. He swore that you were more stunning than all the stars that glittered above.

[camphorcapstan]

VULTURE

[harrisonarchive]

Photo by Carolyn Jones.

"I played for George (Harrison) for the first time on the Pt Ravi Shankar directed, Harrison produced Chants of India (1996). Even today people come and talk to me about that album. George gave me a lot of love and respect and when he invited me to perform for his (posthumously released, Grammy nominated) album ‘Brainwashed’, I was elated.It was indeed a great honor to play for him and I remember spending the entire day with him in his house in Henley on Thames, recording in his Dark Horse studios, talking about a range of topics from Indian Classical music to John Lennon. George was deeply spiritual. He would affectionately call me ‘Prince of Tabla’ behind my back. A mutual friend once told me this and I was touched. I can never forget his sadhu-like presence, calm and collected, smiling." - Bickram Ghosh, radioandmusic.com, August 31, 2012 “George’s humility was deeply spiritual. He understood that the cosmos is a place run by a higher intelligence and this life is way beyond what we experience it to be. Hence, he understood that being a Beatle was something that the cosmos had decided for him. He had a lot of gratitude and at the same time his exploration, musically or otherwise, was also spiritual.” - Bickram Ghosh, Telegraph India, February 25, 2023

[kaalbela]

Please elaborate why or why not in the comments/reblogs. You can send me an ask too if you don't want to under your username.

[isabelleadjani]

rules: make a poll of your favourite female characters (no limits on the numbers) and see which your followers like the most.

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[ranatheviper]

Vidyut Jammwal Fan Rana TheViper Spreading India's Martial Arts Kalaripayattu in Himachal Pradesh

[gaasublarb]

Here's my rushed together submission for day 2 of ChaiPunk Week because I did just Hobie stuff all day woops

(And it's also past midnight here woops woops)

How to do the ChaiPunk Handshake

[vegan-nom-noms]

Saag Butter Beans (Beans In North Indian Spinach Curry)

[buttercupspotify]

Orange Desi mood board 🍊

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[cherrycharam]

Must be nice.