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[samiksha30]

Valentine’s Glam: Blouse and Saree Trend That Steal Hearts

Valentine’s Day is all about celebrating love, and what better way to do that than with a Stunning, Romantic Blouse and Beautiful Saree that turns heads? Whether you're planning a candlelight dinner, a festive gathering, or a dreamy date night, the right blouse can elevate your Saree Look with elegance and grace.

This Valentine’s, embrace timeless blouse trends that exude romance, charm, and sophistication. From delicate brocades to stunning sweetheart necklines, these blouses from Kapda Tailor will make your heart skip a beat.

Blouse Trends to Fall in Love With

1. Sweetheart Blouse – A Romantic Classic with Amethyst Charm Saree

Sweetheart Blouse | Amethyst Charm Saree 

Nothing says "Romantic" like a sweetheart neckline! Designed to flatter, this blouse enhances your natural curves while exuding grace and femininity. This romantic sweetheart neckline exudes femininity, while the soft fabric drapes effortlessly over your silhouette. Pair it with the rich purple hues of the Amethyst Charm saree for a look that is both graceful and captivating—perfect for a candlelit date night.

Style Tip: Complete your look with soft curls, pearl earrings, and a rosy makeup glow for a dreamy vibe.

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2. Mann Mohanaa – The Charm of Chanderi Silk with Mohey Silk Saree 

Mann Mohanaa Blouse | Mohey Silk Saree

For those who adore a blend of tradition and sophistication, the Chanderi brocade silk blouse is pure perfection. The intricate weave pairs beautifully with the regal elegance of the Mohey Silk Saree, creating a look that is luxurious yet effortlessly chic, ideal for an elegant evening look.

Style Tip: Opt for gold jhumkas and a sleek bun to enhance the royal charm of this blouse.

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3. Swarn Vastra – A Touch of Gold Elegance with Aqua Elegance Saree

Swarn Vastra Blouse | Aqua Elegance Saree

Gold is the color of luxury and opulence, making this golden brocade blouse a standout piece. Whether you're attending a grand celebration or an intimate dinner, this blouse radiates warmth and sophistication. Paired with the soothing aqua tones of the Aqua Elegance saree, this combination creates a royal yet refreshing look, perfect for an elegant Valentine’s soirée.

Style Tip: Go bold with statement gold jewelry and a classic winged eyeliner for a mesmerizing effect.

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4. Shades of Stars – Silver Brocade Magic with Rosy Whisper Saree

Shades of Stars Blouse | Rosy Whisper Saree

If you love subtle shimmer and cool-toned elegance, this silver brocade blouse is a must-have! The delicate silver hues make it an incredibly versatile choice. A touch of silver, a hint of pink, and endless elegance! This silver brocade blouse glistens subtly, making it a versatile yet striking choice. When paired with the romantic pink hues of the Rosy Whisper saree, it creates a graceful and dreamy Valentine’s look.

Style Tip: Pair it with diamond studs, a messy low bun, and soft pink lips for an ethereal look.

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Style It Right: Make Your Valentine’s Look Unforgettable!

Pair these stunning blouse and saree combinations with the right jewelry, hairstyles, and accessories to bring out your inner diva. Whether you love traditional elegance or modern glam, there's a look for every kind of Valentine’s celebration.

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[gojoshooter]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEAS- make a part 2 for sukuna x hindu bride/wife btw if it isnt obvious i'm in love with ur writing style please like make it as long as you want (but like longer than part 1) srry if this is too much to ask but damn i loved that one coz like no on ...NO ONE has ever written abt it (make it a lil smutty or suggestive pls<3 )

oops anonie, might've gone lil more than "suggestive" 🤭 here's part 1 for new readers!

Sukuna and his Hindu!Bride pt.2

tw. suggestive, oral (f!receiving), reader wears a saree the old way without blouse

It's been a few months into your marriage with the mighty king Ryomen Sukuna, and you've already started yearning for his undivided attention. Although he has never not been immersed and utterly obsessed with his little pretty Hindu!Bride since the first time, you crave being more than just in your busy man's arms at the fall of night.

Today, you peek out to make sure your husband is out of the chambers before you proceed with planning what to wear—and it's not the regular queen atire.

You're dressed in a long gorgeous saree, heavy golden ornaments dazzling head to toes. Sukuna loved watching you captivate him with your traditional elegance.

-

Out of his thrown room after a long day, the king hears the ringing melody of your payal chiming around the royal garden. His brows rise up, Sukuna missed this playful sound around his shrine... it's about to be an interesting night.

Stepping into the loucious garden, he's walking around in the silver moonlight searching for your familiar silhouette with a subtle grin. “Where's my lady?” he drawls while seeking for your trace like a big cat.

Hidden behind a tree, you attempt your best to stop your giggles well known to the fact how sharp Sukuna's senses are. This little game kept your adrenaline high as you peeked your head to look where he is.

Stepping closer, Sukuna smirks standing right behind you, with your head the other direction. He whispers with a smug look on his handsome face “Brat, brat... so playful”. His sudden rough voice causes you a tiny flinch as you turn your head. Your playful almond eyes looking back up at him.

The king pulls you flush to his firm chest, drawing out a soft gasp from her bride. Two ruby-red eyes set on your softer ones as the smaller pair subtly checks you out up and down... demanding answers for what he didn't ask. A lazy huff leaves his chest as one of his big palm starts to caress your features. He can smell your arousal.

Blushing, you attempt to speak “King... my king,” a rough thumb is placed on your plush lips shutting you effectively. With a few more long minutes of him admiring or rather glaring down your adorable shy face, he finally let's go of your smaller body and you step back, flustered.

The king grips the end of your silky long atire, pulling it slowly with one of his large arms. As your saree unwraps your body, the pull makes you stumble back on his strong chest... now leaving you unveiled in front of Ryomen Sukuna like nothing but a flustered little mess.

The view made him grin. His queen, his Hindu!Bride clad in nothing but heavy jewels to cover her from the night's cold breeze. It almost looks like a part of your golden skin. Shivers run down your spine. No matter how many times, he would never fail to make your body feel worshipped like a real deity before pleasuring it.

“Mohini...” (enchantress) he whispers at the sight. Your heart accelerates at his remark, causing your blush to run down your neck.

The king's smirk widens as one palm goes for your heated centre, a mouth splitting open on it's surface as he hoists you up. A soft yelp comes out of you, while he brings you near a tree and holds you still on it's rough trunk. Your soft-as-petal limbs shake and twitch by the sides of his big wet mouth, chanting your king's name. You gasp for more air.

One snap from one of his hands, and small droplets of rain start falling down in the cold night. Watching your drunken eyes widen with wonder, he uses his two spare hands to grip tight on your ankles, pining them spread on the trunk as well. The first arm keeps you balanced up high in front of him while still drinking in all your essence. Sukuna seemed to be high on it's taste.

In the silent moment of intimacy, little sighs leave you as the rainfall soaks both of your bodies with water. Just how much is he capable of, will ever be a mystery to her wife as well.

“You are one seductive woman...” he grumbles next to your ear, sounding as if he hadn't spoken in ages. Skilled tongue on his palm firmly latched to your tender flesh. The dangling jewels on your hair, arms, waist, hips and ankles clinking together on your damp tan skin as your smaller body shook in his grip, creating music mixed with your whimpers of pleasure only for his ears's to listen.

Your arms flew to hug his neck, bringing him closer as you rode your intense high, eyes watering. Head spinned while Sukuna held you close, watching you breathe in and out to calm your heart.

“More...” came a weak voice from your dry throat, his sharp red eyes set on your pinned open body like a fragile butterfly, “Swami”.

His warm mouth latches on the side of your neck, sharp canines tracing their path to your favourite spot making your toes curl in air. The monster king smiles sadistically knowing he is anything but leaving you undisheveled right now in this royal garden...

masterlist !!

an. AAHHHSHSJ true form sukuna *bites fist* thank you anon for your precious words T-T hope this was long? likes & rbs are appreciated!! <3

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[mamani-bento]

five (satoru gojo)

satoru gojo x reader, 1.3k, reader is wearing a saree

established relationship, fluff + humour

gojo would be soooo good at helping you out of your saree. source? trust me.

mamani-bento's masterlist!

"how many did you say there were?"

"four, i think. wait, no. there's one at the bottom of the pallu as well. five."

gojo sits on the edge of bed, surveying your saree-clad body. his eyes move top to bottom, gaze catching on all the places you remember putting pins in. "what about the one fixing the saree to your blouse?"

"oh, shit. yeah, there's one there."

you stand a few feet in front of him, sparkling midnight-blue chiffon wrapped around your frame. if it hadn't been such an exhausting day, full of socialising and preening, you would have been out of the saree ages ago. but you don't think you could take it off gently enough, what with all the pins holding it up. hence, the extra pair of hands.

"do you want to just get started and deal with the pins when we get to them?"

gojo hums thoughtfully at your question. you hope he says yes. you really hope he says yes, but there's no rushing him. this is a project, and every project must have its due diligence.

finally, making you let out an internal sigh of relief, he rises from his seated position. "yeah, okay. let's do that."

placing two hands on your shoulders, slender fingers brushing against the skin that your blouse exposes, he turns you so you're facing the full-length mirror on the wall. you both look at each other through the reflection. the heat of his front warms the goosebumps that had risen on your fairly exposed upper back. his own suit has been discarded on the bed, leaving him only in his light-blue shirt and slacks.

his blindfold was swapped out in favour of a pair of sunglasses, and he looks at you over the top of them now, bright blue eyes ridiculously complementing the colour you're draped in. pushing the sleeves of his shirt up to his forearms, he kneels behind you so he can access the bottom of your pallu, one end of the saree.

his white hair flashes from behind your frame as he carefully lifts the fabric, gently unlatching the tiny, golden safety pin and holding it out to you on the side. you accept it in your hand, fiddling with the clasp as he rises back up. the free end of the saree is open now, gorgeous border fanning out.

"there are two here," he says, slipping a long finger between your blouse and your skin at your shoulder. he tilts the pin forward as much as he can so you can awkwardly crane your neck to look. "does it matter which one i take off first?"

"uh. one fixes the pleats of the saree and the other fixes the saree to the blouse. maybe open the pleats first?" there's an affection in your voice that you're sure wasn't there a few minutes ago. there's something about his concentrated frown as he carefully, reverently handles the garment, handles you.

he nods, maneuvering the slippery chiffon and taking out the pin above. immediately, fabric tumbles down your shoulder in a rush, covers the length of your arm, flows down until it's nearly brushing your knees.

gojo steps back in alarm at the sudden deluge of sheer fabric, and pauses when he sees your reflection in the mirror. "whoah."

you nod in agreement, marvelling at the easy elegance that the piece of cloth offers in this form, all regality and decadently deep blue. the material is one of your favourites, not stiff like pure silk but delicately flowing and moulding to the shape of your body. the way it sits now – pallu open and saree cascading down your shoulder – makes you look royal.

“how come you don’t wear sarees more often?” gojo asks, momentarily foregoing his pin-extraction mission in favour of wrapping his arms around your waist, one snaking under the open material on your left to meet the other winding along the bare skin of your midriff. his breath puffs over your short hair, already growing past your ears and desperately in need of a trim.

the unimpressed look you level at him through the mirror is in direct contrast to the way you lean back into his chest and place your palms over his hands. “you want me to spend half an hour draping a saree before leaving for my next mission?”

a low chuckle reverberates against your back as gojo dips to place an affectionate kiss against your cheek. “point taken,” he mumbles, regrettably pulling away.

the next pin to come off is the other one at your shoulder, the one holding up the fabric on the upper half of your body. a lone index finger spiders under the fabric of your blouse until it reaches the fastening and unclasps it. in another avalanche of blue, the material tumbles off the top of your body, leaving you in your blouse waist-up. the intricately woven, silver top has a curved v-neck, colour matching the stones lining the length of the saree body.

“nice,” gojo says with a wink at your reflection, fingers reaching out to quickly pinch at the side of your waist with no real heat. you scoff at the audacity, but before you can retaliate, he’s swooping to kneel on the floor behind you again, trying to find the next pin in the fabric.

you decide to keep the revenge for after he finishes helping you out, and throw him a bone so you can get there quicker. “it’s in the front.”

dutifully, he shuffles to round your body. his palms pat you down, fingers smoothing over the fabric from your hips to your feet as he tries to feel out the other pin.

“i think this needs to be untucked first,” you observe. you pull out the folded segments of your falling pleats neatly tucked into your front. before you can address the pin there, gojo’s hands reach out still yours.

“my job,” he says when you raise an eyebrow at him, flashing a cheeky grin.

your smile at the top of his head is sickeningly fond, and you can’t stop yourself from reaching out to run your fingers through his hair. he hums as your nails briefly scratch his scalp, but doesn’t say anything. only holds up the pin he’s retrieved so you can add it to the growing pile on the bed behind you.

it’s easy to see where the next pin is, the last catch holding the saree up. you’re standing in the middle of a shimmering pool of dark blue, and gojo tentatively shifts so he doesn’t end up kneeling on any of the stones. he has to bend a little for this one, sitting on his ankles so he can easily adjust the material to open the fastening.

immediately, the weight drops from your body, settling in a shimmering pile at your feet.

gojo rises smoothly, giving the sides of your covered thighs a quick pat in completion, palms skimming your hips above the material of the navy blue under-skirt. he moves his touch upwards, grazing the sides of your torso, front of your shoulders, toying with the tie at the back of your blouse.

“this too?” he asks, bending his neck to look at you over the tops of his sunglasses.

you nod. his forearms are a solid weight by the side of your neck, his fingers brushing against your skin as he tugs at the fancy end of the bow.

instantly, you breathe a little easier, letting out a whoosh at the subtle give around your lungs.

“thanks,” you say, huddling closer to his frame so you can wrap your arms around his waist. unsuspecting of any ulterior motive, gojo lets his own wind around your shoulders, humming in acknowledgement.

and that’s when you pinch him back.

[desisutra]

🔥 **Layla's Nava Rasika Raga: Unleashed Depravity in Living Color**

Embark recklessly on Layla's explicit odyssey, where each snapshot immerses you in a fresh canvas of unbridled debauchery, an unfiltered view of desire.

**Part 1: Prarambha of Prakriti - Carnal Prelude**

In this vivid encounter, Layla's silver nose ring gleams wickedly against twilight, hinting at the unveiled secrets within. Her eyes, lasciviously undressing, promise an uncharted plunge into decadence. The lakeside transforms into a primal stage for Layla's introduction, a raw celebration of desire soaked in unabashed allure.

**Part 2: Vilasa of Viraha - Voluptuous Dance of Luxurious Depravity**

Layla, draped in a sheer black saree with a golden border, boldly reveals explicit shoulders and cleavage, transforming into a living canvas of unabashed desire. Provocative jewels in sinful hues cling to her, accentuating every provocative curve. Each movement she makes becomes a daring dance, a rebellious declaration in the art of seduction—an explicit symphony of carnal pleasure painted in vibrant, unapologetic color that sets the senses ablaze. This is no ordinary affair; it's a brazen celebration of unbridled pleasure, tearing through the conventional boundaries of sensuality. 🔥💄💋

**Part 3: Avrta Saundarya - Lakeside Ballet of Tempting Filth**

Layla's backless allure takes center stage in this tempestuous dance of unleashed passion. The black saree, like a conspirator, whispers against her explicit form, tracing enticing contours that mirror the forbidden desires playing out. The sleeveless blouse, adorned with a minuscule strap, becomes an obscene symbol of Layla's gradual unveiling—a symphony of filthy temptation that pushes the boundaries of explicit desire. It's a provocative narrative, leaving no room for subtlety in this unapologetic celebration of passion. 🔥💦👠

**Part 4: Drishti Samvrita - Gaze Amidst Rippling Temptation**

Layla, under the twilight's enchantment, becomes an irresistible fixation. Her explicit form, shaped by the teasing waves, is an object of relentless desire, each fucking curve and contour a masterpiece of lust. Every goddamn touch and whispered obscenity fuels an insatiable craving, compelling an involuntary response— a carnal rhythm echoing the explicit dance. Layla, reduced to a captivating fixation, turns the twilight escapade into an explicit symphony of arousal, where the boundaries of desire are pushed to their absolute limits. 🔥🍆💫

**Part 5: Ananda Rasa - Lakeside Orgasmic Depravity**

At the zenith of this twilight narrative, Layla becomes an untamed masterpiece against the lakeside's allure. Waters echo with whispers of unrestrained explicit pleasure, inviting you to lose yourself in the scorching embrace of Layla's lakeside revelation, an encounter with the embodiment of explicit satisfaction.

In this grand finale, Layla emerges as the epitome of explicit indulgence, an absolute sensation whose purpose is to serve the viewer's most depraved desires, each moment a new chapter in the scintillating embrace of her lakeside debauchery. 🔥💋

[sometimesbrave]

read chapter 1: here

warnings: alcohol, death

(Italics are Telugu dialogue, brackets have translation to English)

March 1986

***

"While I'm far away from you my baby

I know it's hard for you my baby

Because it's hard for me my baby

And The darkest hour is just before dawn"

- Dedicated to the One I Love by The Mamas and the Papas

***

Varadha drank alcohol for the first time on 20th March, 1986. He had his reasons. No Aai. No Deva. No Baba. No one cares. Nothing matters. And tomorrow was 21st March.

Varadha found whiskey bottles in Baba's office. He drank half of a bottle and it burned his throat. But after a while everything felt more peaceful. The constant noise in his brain was very distant.

He saw a young child running fast through the rooms, giggling, hiding behind doors and tables. He thought it was Baachi.

"Vara, kanna. Agaraa, parigethaku!!" ("Vara, love. Please stop running!!"), his mother called out. She was annoyed but she wasn't mad. So, Vara figured he can make her chase him for a few more minutes.

"Vachi kotha battalu vesko, kanna"("Put on these new clothes, my love"), Aai requested. "Bangarukonda, kadha?"("You are a mountain of gold, right?"), she cooed. She didn't speak for a little while. Vara realised his mother stopped following him. He tiptoed back to the hall and his mother caught him by surprise. She was tickling him, saying, "Patteskunna, Patteskunna, Rakshasudini"("I caught you, I caught you, monster"). Vara turned around laughing and hugged his mother. Aai's belly grew more and more everyday and she is now caressing her belly even in her sleep.

Varadha watched his younger self and his mother from afar not wanting to sully the purity of this memory. Aai looked so beautiful. He was unable to recall what festival they were celebrating. 

His mother finally finished dressing Vara in festive clothes which were very itchy and not black and cool like his father's clothes. She was dressed in a violet pattu saree. She was sparkling in her gold jewellery. Aai was not listening to his stories about dinosaurs who eat leaves in the forest. How he is making this clever connection that dinosaurs are big, long necked goats.

"Aai, nuvvu vinatle, nenu cheppanu po!"("Aai, you are not listening. I won't tell you"), Vara dismissed his mother.

"Sorry raa kanna, nuvvu thvaraga thayaaru aipothe nenu nee katha vini, chappatlu kodatha Sarena? Neeku kotha katha kuda cheptha"("Sorry my love. If you get ready fastly, I will listen to your story and clap for you, okay? I will also tell you a new story"), Aai said as she kissed his cheek.

Varadha was listening in on this conversation and he was trying to recall what story his mother had told him later. He hated that he doesn't remember it anymore.

Now Aai and Vara sat on the sofa in the hall. Vara was safely tucked beside his mother and fell asleep.

Varadha looked at his younger self and envy bubbled inside him.

"Appudu ikkadike vasthavu raa, kanna, nuvvu" ("You always arrive here only, my love"), Aai said chuckling. Varadha shifted his gaze from his younger self to his mother. She was looking at him with such loving eyes.

"Eroju tharavatha manchi rojulu levu, Aai" ("There are no good days after this, Aai"), Varadha teared up.

"Baachi ippudu ilane unnada?" ("Does Baachi look like this, now?"), she asked curiously, threading her fingers through Vara's hair.

"Inka podugu" ("He is taller"), he replied.

"Anukunna" ("Thought so"), she said and beckoned him to sit beside her.

Varadha sat beside his mother to her left and rested his head on her shoulder.

Tears fell from his eyes and stained her golden blouse.

"Enni rojulu ayipoindhi kanna nuvvu vachi, kaani naaku antha thelusu. Sariga thinatam ledhu, padukovatledhu. Ippudu thagatam kuda" ("It has been so many days since you came here. But, I know everything. You are not eating properly. You are not sleeping properly. Now, you are drinking too"), she listed and whacked his head.

Varadha rubbed the back of his head to soften her blow.

"Repu Nanna raaka pothe, Nene karyakramam cheyali. Naaku cheyalani ledhu, Aai" ("If Father doesn't come tomorrow, I have to perform the rites. I don't want to do them, Aai"), Varadha admitted. Six years ago, his mother passed after giving birth to Baachi. Every year, his father performs Pinda Pradhaana ritual to honour Aai's memory on 21st March.

"Mee Nanna vastharu, Varadha. Maa madhyana unna Prema appatiki vuntundhi. Nuvvu kangaru padaku" ("Your father will come, Varadha. The love between him and I will always be there. Don't worry"), Aai reassured.

There was a knock on the door. His mother turned to him and hugged him fiercely. Varadha caressed her belly as she kissed him on the forehead.

"Naaku vellalani ledhu" ("I don't want to go"), Varadha said, gasping suddenly.

There was another knock on the door.

"Aaa, vasthunna" ("I am coming"), Aai shouted.

"Nenu kuda akkadiki vellatam ledhu, kanna. Nenu appudu neethone untanu" ("I am also not going anywhere, my love. I will always be with you, I promise"), she whispered into his ear.

He got up from the sofa and walked away from her. She picked up sleeping Vara into her arms and opened the door. His father was standing, smiling at the door in his black shirt and grey kurta. He took Vara from her arms and hugged her. He was talking to her but Varadha couldn't hear him. Everything was muted. He fell back into a dark room and felt breathless.

He woke up, gasping for air. After drinking some water, he fell back asleep immediately wishing he would get the same dream again.

***

Today was Baachi's birthday. For the past five years, on this day, Varadha and Baachi sat beside their father, as he dutifully completed the Pinda Pradhaana ritual in Devi Matha temple. This year, Varadha was unsure whether his father would come due to their fractured relationship.

To his relief, his father came and completed the ritual. When the three of them had to take a dip in the temple pond, Baachi got scared of getting into the water. Varadha comforted Baachi as his father watched from afar. He carried Baachi on his back and took a dip in the water.

His father's entourage was ready to leave after he put on some dry clothes. His father's assistant took Varadha to his father. His father spoke in a steady voice, "Baba and the drivers will be released from prison today."

Varadha's knees started to shake.

Raja Mannar continued,

"Malli naa maata thappithe, naa koduku vani kuda choodanu, ardha maiyindha? Gelichaanu Ani anukoku. Idhi nee Aai kosam chestunna. Nee kosam kadhu. Edho oka roju, Dhaara pellam Inka koduku dhorukuthaaru. Vallu dhorikinappudu, nee Kalla mundhe vallani champutha, Sarena?"

("If you cross me again, I will not even consider that you are my son. Don't think that you have won. I am doing this for your mother. Not for you. One day, Dhaara's wife and son will be captured. When they are captured, I will kill them while you watch, okay?")

His father's eyes were burning. There was no love there. If there was any love, it was so shattered and twisted in his grief over his wife's  death and the loss of this future of a happy family that was gone with her.

As soon as his father left, Varadha's knees gave out. He fell to the ground, crying and shaking. Baachi stood before him and said, "Endhuku, Anna, edusthunnav? Aai ki manam edisthe nacchadhu kadha, edavaku."("Why are you crying, brother? Aai doesn't like it when we cry, so, don't cry") He said it with such conviction that it made Varadha chuckle. He got up and took Baachi's hand.

"Baba eroju sayanthram intiki vasthaaru, manam emi chesi pedadham Baba thinadaaniki" ("Baba will come home by today evening. What dishes should we cook for him to eat?"), Varadha asked. Baachi chattered on listing all his favourite food items that he was sure Baba will also like to eat.

*****

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Go read @sinistergooseberries amazing fic here which gave me the idea to write the some of the dialogue in Telugu and then translate to English

[youremyheaven]

Can you please suggest some sarees for my 12th farewell 😭😭

You've send this ask 20 times and I'm soooo sorry for how delayed my response is 😩😩🤡 and I sincerely hope your farewell isn't over yet 😭😭😭

the fact that ur just a 17yr old babygirl is soooo 🥺🥺🥺 to me <333 MWUAHHH my precious angel <333

i highly recommend wearing a solid colour saree with a golden or black blouse bc u can rewear the saree many times and mix & match the blouse.

im not a simple saree kinda gyal 🤪so i like to go all out and honestly ur graduating highschool so U GOTTA GO ALL OUT

matching bangles, bindi, earrings, flowers, whatever u like <33 GLAM IT UP BBG

here's some saree inspo to give u ideas. good luck shopping!!! i hope u find some gorgeouuusss piece serendipitously <333

[ramayantika]

–✦– 𝙂𝙤𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨, 𝙍𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙒𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣 –✦–

Usha Lakshmi Gargi Ratri Saraswati

Rati

(@krishna-sahacharini had figured it out 💖)

Amidst my box of pink, peach and nude shades of lipsticks, the bold red lip colour stands out. It appears as if it wants to mock me. 'You purchased me from Ladies Corner two months and I am still sitting in your box with an unbroken seal. Are you afraid of a colour?'

I have worn red sarees, red frocks and even red tops. I have red clips and rubber bands, heck even red sandals, but the prospect of applying red lipstick scares me. It makes me nervous. I have heard this boy tell me that you look gently and dainty in pink and peach shades like a fairy. The other day while coming back from college, I heard an aunty comment on a girl, saying, "God, did you see that bold red shade on her lips. It looks so improper. Girls should wear light shades that makes them look graceful."

But I remember applying the same red shade on my lips after borrowing her lipstick. She was reading a book then and I was trying out her lipstick. The colour suited me so well! For the first time, I got goosebumps when I saw my lips in red. It felt as empowering, liberating, bold as well as beautiful. My friend was observing my reaction and cheered, "You must wear red colour too you know. The shades you wear look pretty, but red has that charm which no other shade has." I blush and mutter a thank you. That evening I bought a red lipstick for myself.

Never wore it after I purchased it though. I always make excuses to myself. I carry a gentle, sweet, cotton candy persona so red isn't suitable.

Like always, I pick my light pink lipstick to retain my natural colour. I look at the black saree with golden borders carefully placed on the bed and then at my reflection in the mirror. Open tousled hair, black blouse, white petticoat and golden jhumke dangling down my ears. I bring the pink lipstick near my lips when suddenly the mirror turns black.

Gasping, I touch the mirror. I pinch myself to ensure if I am active or dreaming. The slight pain tells me I am actively experiencing this. My heart paces in panic. This feels like a scene from a horror movie and for a moment I brace myself to prepare for a ghostly attack when the black fades away only to reveal a lady dressed in dark red robes. Her outfit reminds me of sculptures of dancers, apsaras and goddesses from ancient Indian temples and paintings.

Her skin is as fair as milk. Well drawn arched eyebrows between which a red circular dot called bindu is carefully applied. Deep kohl highlights her beautiful pair of eyes. On her neck, I see a nuptial chain and a couple of jewelled necklaces reaching below her bosom. A thick strip of deep red cloth is tied around her chest. On her waist, I see a loosely tied waist chain and her hips sport a jingling hip belt. She wears a dhoti styled draped cloth which reaches till the knees to cover the lower half of the body. There was a specific name to it which I had read in a book. Sadly, I can't recall the name anymore.

I stare at her matchless beauty. She gracefully steps outside the mirror and stands behind me. Her thin fingers gently place themselves on my shoulders, and she whispers in my ear. "Did you recognize me?"

Stuttering, I try to form an answer. "Apsara Menaka?" She looks like a sculpture reborn alive from a temple after all!

The woman chuckles and taps my cheek with her index finger. "I am the Goddess of Love, my darling."

My lips part in shock. I gaze at the reflection of the woman beside me. "Rati...." I murmur.

"Absolutely correct! Thankfully, you remember me. Many women don't -- atleast not in today's generation."

Hundreds of question circle my mind regarding why is the Love goddess here in my room on a random Saturday afternoon when I am to leave for an outing in an hour.

"My my, did you forget about the lady in red from your visions? I am here for that only," I hear the goddess say.

She snaps her fingers and the lady in red appears on my mirror. Her face looks eerily similar to mine. I hear Devi Rati again. "Do not look away from the mirror until the lady in red disappears."

The woman looks mesmerizing. She doesn't have the perfect zero figure like models do. I see her belly rolls and love handles. There are a few stretch marks on the side of her waist where a thin chain lies. But God, the confidence on her face and eyes makes me shiver. Her eyes makes me want to get lost. This was the woman, I wanted to be and not someone who pinched at her love handles and looked up hundred ways of removing stretch marks from my hips and thighs while fretting over my slight double chin and non existent jawline.

Devi Rati speaks again. "Look at her, love. Her bold red dress stands for the feminine energy she carries within herself. Do not confuse her sensuality with lust. Her eyes are bright and playful. She needs no man no woman to tell her how gorgeous she looks or how modest she has to look. She saw you look at the 'flaws' of her form, but she is beyond flaws and perfections of the flesh. She knows the trivial nature of beauty. It only lasts until the age of youthfulness runs. But does that mean one should not appreciate beauty? Should one not wear good clothes and adorn themselves?

"They should and everyone has the right to feel good about themselves. Do not cover or hide yourself. If you love a colour, a dress or a jewel, wear it. If the world has to judge you, they would just do it for a minute and forget about you in the next minute." She picks the red lipstick from my box. "Your life is too short to be spent in worry if a boy or that old woman down the lane will call you bold for wearing a simple red shade."

She gently applies the lipstick on my lips. Her eyes meet mine and what she says next gives me goosebumps once again. "When they tell you to cover yourself on their narrowed understanding of modesty and culture, remind them about me, Rati, the goddess of Love and Beauty. Remind them of the goddesses and their sculptures from the same temples they love to visit. Remind them of apsaras and beautiful maidens who were clever, wise, knowledgeable and beautiful. Remind them of the same golden ancient culture that looked upon the female form, every female body as divine and everlasting."

The goddess makes me stand up and removes her hip belt and ties it around mine. "Do not let them dim your shine. This powerful red shade intimidates many. This power, this divinity and beauty is your reminder that we reside in you. Your body is a temple for the divine Shakti. You are the legacy of us Goddesses, queens and maidens who carried wisdom and power equally. Do not let them take away or make you hide this powerful radiance from your mind, heart, body and soul."

Rati snaps her fingers once again and the mirror shows my reflection. I am dressed in the same red saree, bold dark kohl lined eyes, red lipstick, jingling anklets and roses in my hair just like the lady in red from my dreams. She winks and says, "I not only make two people fall in love, my love. I also teach how to fall in love and admire oneself."

"Thank you, Rati..." My eyes well up with tears. It's not because I look so pretty. It's because for finally acknowledging my identity, my power and my connection with these divine women and Goddesses who have looked after me and every woman on earth. I promise myself that I shall let no one especially a man to take away my strength and pride for me, not when I carry the power of the Goddesses in my bones.

"Now now, i would hate to see that kajal drip down your eyes."

I laugh and wave at the goddess. Time to show the world sakhis!

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Look, I am really excited for this. For a while before writing about Sarawati, I thought maybe I shouldn't write Rati because I was afraid if I would do justice to her.

But as every piece of art that I do is inspired and dedicated to the gods. Nothing of it is mine, somehow the Goddesses made me do it skskkanskakasmsmsmsks so here I am. Mein jaa rahi nahane ab :)

Tagging all of you because I want all of you to read this 🤧: @inexhaustible-sources-of-magic @tumhari-bhairavi @sanskari-kanya @krishna-sahacharini @krishna-priyatama @mere-heera @morally-gayy @shut-up-rabert @arachneofthoughts @thegleamingmoon @flowerheadkiller @ketchup-jar-ka @kaal-naagin

[wifdc]

𝐍𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐃𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡 𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢'𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞!

Nikita Dutta stuns in Ashutosh Joshi's black and gold saree, exuding elegance and glamour. The intricate detailing and rich fabric make this saree a true masterpiece. Discover how Nikita transforms this traditional attire into a modern fashion statement. Perfect for any occasion, this look is a testament to timeless beauty and style.

Regards, Waves Institute of Fashion Designing

[shilphaat]

Lightweight, soft, Pure Bhagalpuri Desi tasar-silk/ Kosa-silk Orange-Yellow Sari with Green, Orange, Red and Off-white embroidery. Golden zari stripes at palla and zari border. plain same-material blouse fabric

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Buy at Shilphaat.com Category: Clothing Sub-category: Sarees Sub-sub category: Bhagalpuri Saree

[rapurnas]

Swarnachari Silk Saree of black and golden combo.

Blouse piece : Yes

Length : 6.3 m

[bolllywoodhungama]

Esha Gupta radiates ethereal elegance in a golden saree against the backdrop of Benaras ghats

Esha Gupta, a stunning model and actress, has captured audiences with her on-screen roles and established herself as a style icon in the fashion industry. Esha Gupta and traditional clothing are a match made in fashion heaven. When Esha maintains to classic styles, she redefines elegance to its highest level. The actress's style statement often adds a risqué aspect. Esha decided to wear a golden saree on her visit to Banaras.

Esha Gupta radiates ethereal elegance in a golden saree against the backdrop of Benaras ghats. Esha Gupta never ceases to amaze us with her wide range of fashion choices. The actress wore a classic brocade saree to highlight her elegant style during a recent trip to Banaras. Esha posted a collection of stunning images from her boat excursion. It was difficult to take one's eyes off her brilliant appearance in this golden six-yard beauty amidst the enchanted surroundings. Her appearance was enhanced by the saree's somewhat darker gold borders. Esha wore the number with an above-elbow sleeve, round-necked blouse that matched. Choosing a classic look for her accessories, she accessorised with golden earrings and an anklet. The star's magnificent, undulating locks were exposed. With her natural lip colour, gently rouged cheeks, and a hint of red bindi, her cosmetic artistry was impeccable.

On the work front, Esha Gupta will star in the upcoming movie Tipsy with Alankrita Sahai, Kainaat Arora, and Raai Laxmi. The drama thriller is directed by Deepak Tijori.

[knot-n-threads]

Mini Checks Sungudi

[cicadasinwinter]

A love in excess 

“Suck in your stomach. Make it flat and small. Pull the fabric around your midsection--don’t let them see your stomach. Use a drape to cover the rolls spilling from your sides. Keep your back straight, even if it hurts. Take small sips from the water cup. Tell them you’re on a diet. They will smile. They will love you.”

It’s the season of belly-baring sarees, red and yellow bangles and henna tattoos. Music blares at me from all directions, “I wear the crystal bangles this Teej,” croons the songstress of the latest Teej hit to her cohort of admiring women. Decked in a bright red saree, more gold than skin, she has no spillage. So she is loved. 

There are invites on the kitchen countertops, on top of mother’s vanity table, tucked between unopened bills, there is one that came in just this morning. I count one, two, three and on and on till I reach a number I cannot quite comprehend. There are more invites this year. I get to attend them all, I get to suffer through them all. 

I feel a prickle down my belly, I feel an itch on my skin, I’d scratch at it if not for my nails bitten down to stubs

Who is attending, I ask my mother. Is she coming, I ask. Yes she is, mother replies. You told me she wouldn’t. And her? She is coming too. Mother lists the attendees, my heart sinks at every name. Why that look on your face, she quizzes disapprovingly. You are supposed to love your aunts, they love you so much. Perhaps that is the issue here.

Mother lays out one of her sarees for me to wear. It is a pretty thing---emerald green with golden vines snaking around the borders. It will pair well with the golden studs. It will look good with the juttis Bheema aunty got from Siliguri. I feel a pang of guilt. I did not want her there. 

No more avoiding it, you have to do this. I finally look at the blouse: the velvet of the fabric shimmers in silvers, beads of gold curve around the neckline, a tiny bell hangs from the end of the string to knot on the back. It is stunning. The tailors outdid themselves. It would have looked great on the singer from the TV. On me they will find a hundred different ways to fault it. For the second time, guilt hits me. Soon dread replaces it. It will be nothing you haven’t heard before. It’s longer this year at least, but still stops short where hiding my secrets will require much pulling and pinching. 

If I could suck in all the air into my lungs, if I could squeeze the bigness out of me, I would. I have tried. If I could shrink into smallness. For their love I would. 

[stackumbrellayamini]

These 5 Bollywood Divas Are Bringing us the Best Fashionable Wedding Outfits

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Indian wedding is all about ethnic outfits and delicious buffet. But what to wear is still a big question for every girl. But Bollywood divas have always guided us with the best of fashion.

This year you can flaunt your breathtaking style of Indian Outfits inspired by your favorite star, and steal the spotlight. From Alia Bhatt to Tara Sutaria, you can steal all their phenomenal stylish looks and can look your best.

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Alia Bhatt

The Gangubai never fails to impress her audience with her hot saree looks. She has recently spotted in a monochromatic look wearing a silver saree and a matching blouse. She looked edgy wearing a silver jhumka and carrying a nude lip gloss.

Janhvi Kapoor

The Roohi actress looked enticing wearing a blue silk saree with tangled embroidery. She graced her look by adding gajra and wearing a black bindi. She completed her Indian avatar with heavy golden jhumkas. You can opt for this simple yet elegant saree look by wearing nude makeup.

Tara Sutaria

Another Bollywood actress Tara Sutaria looked adorable in a pink lehenga. She wore a matching blouse with a plunging neckline. She went for a heavy accessory look and adorned her style with a choker, long earrings, and an artificial gajra in her hair bun. You can steal this bridesmaid look to look super classy for the wedding day.

Also Read: Kangana Ranaut Slammed Bollywood Again! Started With Hrithik Roshan

Sara Ali Khan

The beige lehenga of Bollywood actress Sara Ali Khan carried the ultimate show-stopping look. As the actress went for a simple yet sassy look with a choker neckpiece, bangles, and nude makeup look. If you are looking for a perfect wedding reception glam look, you can go for this look without any doubt.

Kiara Advani

The recently married diva of Bollywood has given us some of the latest fashion trends to follow in the 2023 wedding season. As she wore a very unique outfit for her haldi function. She went for a white lehenga ditching the yellow for her haldi ceremony. She paired her lehenga with a yellow dupatta which added a color pop. Also, she accessorized her attire with a heavy necklace and very little makeup which gave her a complete bride-to-be look. Her hair was tied very freely justifying her unique style.

Also Read: 10 Best Places To Visit In Costa Rica For A Different Experience

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[sanjana-aqua]

Sarangae

Yoongi X Reader

AU, smut, romantic

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...

"Hahahaha...." The laugh echoed through the room...

"stop laughing..." The girl said while glaring at the boy...

Instead of stopping, he laughed hard. She threw a pillow on him but he dodged it. She pouted and sat on the bed.

He controlled his laugh and said "what to do sana... You only said na that... (Imitating her) mom... don't worry ... I'll wear saree and will look very beautiful in that..."

Sana looked down and said "i thought I would have learned by now... But it's difficult yoongi..."

Yoongi smiled and came towards her. Sitting next to her he said "it's fine sana... you don't have to wear it...*

She shook her head and said "i promised mom... how can I back out now..."

Yoongi and sana are engaged a week before. They both were college friends but not in relationship. When their parents set up their marriage both of them agreed as they were not dating anyone and liked each other's company. To know each other better, after engagement they started living together but nothing physical happened between them till now.

Yoongi's mother held a party and wanted to introduce her to family friends. She wanted her to be unique so she asked sana to wear a saree. That time, she confidently said yes but till now, she didn't learn how to wear it.

Yoongi looked at her upset face and said "okay you don't worry... I'll help you in that..."

She lift her face immediately and asked surprised"what... I mean... You know how..."

He shook his head and said "i don't... but we both can try... After all from now we have to help each other and walk together on same path..."

She felt her cheeks getting heated by this. After getting engaged, yoongi's behaviour changed a bit to her. He became more caring and sometimes flirt with her which makes her heart flutter. She nodded and said "I'll come wearing blouse and inskirt... "

Yoongi nodded and said "till then I'll watch some videos..."

With this, sana went in washroom and he started watching some tutorials. 'it's a bit tough... how it's going... and the folds ... ' he looked at the pink shiffon saree with golden thin border infront of him. He took the saree and started draping on himself for practice.

Meanwhile, sana came out from washroom and saw him trying to wear saree, not so perfectly, and laughed a bit. Yoongi looked at her and was awestruck seeing her. Her golden sleeveless blouse and slim-fit inskirt were showing her curves perfectly. And her bare waist..

"Yoongi..." He came out of his thoughts hearing his name. She came towards him and said "seems you've learned it... now help me..."

Yoongi nodded and took off the saree from him. Holding the edge, he went at back of her. Tugging the edge in the inskirt, he started draping it around her. He only knew how he was controlling himself from touching her. On the other side, she was also feeling shivers from his touch.

Making the plates, he carefully tugged it inside making sure he doesn't touch her inappropriately. Finally, he draped the pallu.

"You're looking beautiful..." He commented while seeing her. She shyly looked down and mumbled 'thanks'.

She looked herself in mirror and said "wow... this is really looking nice on me..."

Yoongi smiled and dragged her to the chair and made her sit on it.

"wha..."

He cut her off "let me get you ready..."

He took the comb and gently started combing her hairs. Taking hairpins, he made a beautiful hairstyle for her. After that, he applied a little blush and eye shadow to her and a reddish pink lipstick to complement the saree. Then, he took necklace and made her wear that along with earrings. He made a proper bangle set for her and slowly slid it in her hands.

Sana was overwhelmed by all of this. She never thought yoongi would do such things for her. Since college days, he was known as a cold cat but she didn't know this cold cat can be this soft for her.

Applying a bindi, he said "done..." She looked at herself and said "you made me look so beautiful yoongi..."

He smiled and said "we should go now... " He turned to leave when she held his hand and got up. He looked at her and she placed a kiss on his cheek saying "thanks..."

His cheeks got red by her touch and he said shyly "welcome... let's go else we'll be late..."

"yeah..."

They both went towards the venue. When they reached there, yoongi hesitantly forwarded his arms. She understood and blushed while encircling her arms with his. They both entered the venue together and everyone was awestruck seeing them. They were looking perfect together.

Throughout the party, yoongi was taking glances on her and she was quite aware of that. Her blushing cheeks and shy eyes were the evidence of his gaze on her. His mother was introducing sana to her friends and yoongi was lost in her.

His thoughts 'how can she look so simple and elegant at the same time... I think today is the perfect day to confess my feelings for her... Hope she feels the same...'

His thoughts were interrupted by the announcement of dj for couple dance. Clearing his throat, he went towards sana and forwarded his hand saying "can i have a dance with you..."

Sana smiled and kept her hand on his saying "sure..."

He pulled her towards himself and her breath got heavy sensing him this close. He took her to dance floor and hesitantly kept his one hand on her bare waist. She closed her eyes feeling his touch but he thought she's uncomfortable. So, he slowly removed his hand. But, to his surprise, she took his hand and kept it back there.

Before he could say anything, she said " I'm not uncomfortable... Just a bit nervous..."

He smiled saying "I'll remove that too slowly..."

She blushed and looked down. They started dancing smoothly on the music forgetting about everyone present in the party. For them, presence of each other became enough to fill up the place.

After the party

They both reached room and sana removed her heels saying "it was bit exhausting... But a very nice party..."

Yoongi nodded at her statement but his eyes were stuck on her. She was about to remove her hairpins when he said "stop..."

She looked at him confused and said "what happened yoongi..."

He came towards her and encircled her waist with his arms saying "don't you think i should remove the things i made you wear... (leaning close and whispered in her ears) or maybe whole thing..."

She closed her eyes and said "what are you doing..."

He caressed her cheeks and said "i love you sana... I don't know since when... Maybe when we got engaged... but i think it doesn't matter... I fell for you..."

She opened her eyes hearing his confession and said *you know what... the feeling is mutual...(cupping his cheek) i fell for you too..."

He smiled widely and said "so... Will you allow me..."

She blushed and looked down while nodding slightly. He smiled and gently removed the hairpins from her hair and placed a soft kiss there. She clutched his coat feeling the touch of his soft lips. His hands made way to remove her bindi and he bend a bit kissing her forehead. He took a tissue with makeup remover on it and removed her eye makeup while gently kissing her eyes. She looked at him lovingly and he said "if i go like this... I will end up making love to you..."

She smiled and held his hand which was holding the tissue and wiped her lipstick with it. Seeing him hesitant, she said "won't you place a kiss here after removing lipstick..."

He was a bit stunned by her bold move but smiled and leaned closer. Her grip on his coat became strong when she felt his lips touch hers. Slowly, they started moving their lips in sync and the atmosphere around them became more hot and romantic.

He trailed his kiss down on her neck while removing her necklace. She moaned a bit feeling her soft skin being sucked. He took her hands and kissed it throughout removing the bangles and biting the soft skin. Her breath was becoming heavy with his each kiss. He turned her back and sides her hairs. His fingers touched her bare back and she shivered a bit.

Holding the edge of dori, he opened her blouse from back. He lost control seeing her perfect back and started giving wet kisses on it while holding her waist. She arched back and moaned in pleasure while holding his hand tightly. He held the edge of her pallu and dropped it down while kissing her shoulder...

"you're making me damn weak yoongi..." She said while he was busy marking her. Coming in front, he removed the saree from front and took out the plates. He kneeled down while caressing her soft waist.

"ahh.. yoongi..." She moaned while he started sucking her belly and pinching her side waist. She clutched his hair while moaning and he was kissing and sucking her waist while removing saree.

After removing the saree, he took her in bridal style to bed and said "still there's time sana... I can cont..."

"shhh..." She kept her finger on his lips and said "don't stop now... I'm equally needy..."

He smirked and said "i won't let you forget this night..."

He laid her gently and half laid himself beside her. He removed her blouse while looking at her eyes and she hid herself in his chest feeling nothing on her upper body.

"let me see sana..." He released her from her but still her eyes were closed. He caressed her nipples and said "beautiful..."

Gaining some courage, she opened her eyes and said" they are all yours babe..."

Yoongi smirked and started pressing one while looking at her. "They're gonna be sore tomorrow..." Saying that, he started sucking them hard.

"ahmmm....ahhhh.." she moaned and arched her back feeling enormous pleasure. He was sucking them so fast and hungrily and she was holding his hairs tightly feeling the pain and pleasure at same time. Her eyes shot open when she felt his hand on the edge of her inskirt.

He looked at her and trailed his kiss down till the line of her inskirt. She gulped seeing him holding that with his teeth. He started removing it from his teeth and placing kisses through the line.

He removed his coat and shirt and she was looking at him as he is a whole course meal. He smiled and held her hand and kept it on his chest saying "feel me babe..."

She got up slightly and started trailing her fingers on his upper body while feeling his skin. She inched and smelled his neck saying "you smell like lavender..." And placed a soft kiss there.

"mmmmhhhh" he groaned and she said "let me mark you mine love..." And she kissed and sucked his neck while giving him a hickey.

His bulge was paining and he pushed her slightly on bed. Looking at her, he removed his pants and boxers and her eyes widened a bit seeing his junior. He followed her gaze and asked "you wanna feel it... "

She nodded hesitantly and he gently grabbed her hand and placed on his junior. "Feel it slowly... Like this" He said and she nodded.

Holding her hand, he traced it on his junior up and down slowly. When he felt she is fine, he left her hand and she started doing that. Gently removing his foreskin, she was pulling it up and down.

He arched in pleasure feeling her hands on his junior. "You're so good at this love... Ahhh... Yeah... Like that... Fuckkk..."

She felt some creamy liquid coming out of it and said a bit tensed "what's that..."

He removed her hand and said "it's precum... Wait I'll get condom ... " He was about to go when she held his hand saying "why..."

He cupped her cheek and said "i want to feel you love but we are not married yet... It's better to use protection and also it's our first time... It'll less painful and more pleasurable for us... Okay..."

She nodded understanding his point. He kissed her forehead and went to take condom from drawer. She narrowed her eyes and said "you had that..."

He smiled nervously and said "yeah... I thought it might happen... So..."

She also smiled and said "understood..."

He took the packet to her and said"will you please make me wear it..."

She nodded and opened the packet. Blowing a bit, she made him wear it. He pushed her slightly on bed and hovered over saying "you can stop me whenever you feel... Okay..."

She nodded and he started entering her slowly. She felt a sting of pain in her lower abdomen and screamed. He caressed her hair and started kissing her neck to calm her.

"it's painful..." She said with shaky breaths...

"you'll be fine love .." he entered her fully and she screamed more... Within no time, the screams were surpassed with moans and groans. He was thrusting in her slowly, eventually increasing the pace and she was enjoying it.

After the session, he got her hot bag and placed on her lower abdomen.

She kissed his cheek saying "thanks love..."

He smiled and massaged her lower abdomen with hot bag.

"if i knew you would lose control... I would have wore saree beforehand..." She giggled..

"no worries babe... I'll fuck you from now on... With or without saree..." He fired back...

She hit his arms slightly and he hugged her saying "sleep... Hopefully you'll be able to walk tomorrow..."

She laughed a bit and said "good night..."

He kissed her forehead and said "good night love"

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[holythread]

From Tradition to Trend: Tussar Silk Sarees for a Stylish Valentine’s Day

Valentine's Day is all about celebrating love, and what better way to express your style than by adorning the elegance of a Tussar silk saree? This traditional yet trendy fabric has made its way into modern wardrobes, blending sophistication with comfort. If you want to make a lasting impression this Valentine's Day, a Tussar silk saree can be your perfect style statement.

The Timeless Elegance of Tussar Silk

Tussar silk, also known as 'wild silk,' is prized for its rich texture, natural sheen, and breathable quality. Sourced primarily from states like Bihar, Jharkhand, and West Bengal, this silk variety is a sustainable and luxurious choice for fashion-conscious women. Unlike other silk fabrics, Tussar silk is lightweight and drapes beautifully, making it ideal for both casual and festive occasions.

Why Choose Tussar Silk for Valentine’s Day?

A Perfect Blend of Tradition and Modernity

Tussar silk sarees offer a seamless blend of heritage and contemporary fashion. Whether you prefer classic handwoven patterns or modern digital prints, there’s a Pure Tussar Silk Saree that suits every personality.

Effortless Comfort with Style

Unlike heavy silk sarees, Tussar silk is soft, airy, and comfortable to wear throughout the day. Whether you are going for a romantic dinner date or a casual evening out, this fabric ensures that you look stylish without compromising on comfort.

Unique and Natural Texture

The natural texture of Tussar silk exudes a raw, organic charm that sets it apart. The fabric’s golden undertone adds a regal touch, making it a perfect choice for a sophisticated Valentine’s look.

Versatility in Styling

Tussar silk sarees come in various styles, from minimalistic hand-painted motifs to intricate embroidery. You can pair them with designer blouses, statement jewelry, or even contemporary accessories for a chic fusion look.

Styling Tips for a Stunning Valentine’s Day Look

Go Bold with Red or Pink Hues

Valentine’s Day calls for romantic shades. Opt for Banarasi Tussar Silk Saree in shades of red, pink, or even deep maroons to embrace the festive spirit of love.

Experiment with Contemporary Blouses

Give your traditional saree a modern twist by pairing it with off-shoulder, halter-neck, or peplum-style blouses. This fusion look adds a touch of glamour to your Valentine’s Day outfit.

Accessorize Smartly

Enhance your look with minimalistic jewelry like pearl earrings, oxidized silver pieces, or traditional jhumkas. A sleek clutch and a pair of stylish heels can complete your ensemble effortlessly.

Elegant Draping Styles

Try draping your Tussar silk saree in different styles like the seedha pallu drape for a royal touch or a modern butterfly drape for a trendy vibe.

Where to Buy Authentic Tussar Silk Sarees?

If you’re looking for genuine Tussar silk sarees, Holythread is a trusted brand offering a curated collection of handwoven designs. Their sarees beautifully merge tradition with modern aesthetics, making them an ideal choice for special occasions like Valentine’s Day.

Final Thoughts

A Tussar silk saree is more than just an outfit; it’s a statement of grace and elegance. Whether you’re celebrating Valentine’s Day with your special someone or enjoying a self-love moment, this timeless fabric ensures you radiate charm and sophistication. So, embrace tradition with a trendy twist and let your saree do the talking this Valentine’s Day!

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