#the basu tag

[mirrorshards]

little treats for @basu-shokikita 😇

[mirrorshards]

😳

The ever-amazing @mirrorshards redrew Songgu Kwon's Skwisgaar for me and I'm absolutely floored...he's beyond beautiful...godly, even...

[ratanslily]

Doran and Deviya, circa 1900s, Calcutta, India [recolourized]

[a-cloud-for-dreams]

Do you think we'll be together in another universe?

I think I'll miss you forever (summertime sadness) Like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky (summertime summertime sadness) Later's better than never (summertime summertime sadness) Even if you're gone, I'm gonna drive (drive), drive I got that summertime, summertime sadness Su-su-summertime, summertime sadness Got that summertime, summertime sadness Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness I just wanted you to know That baby you the best

Fanart Credits Respectively: frostkitsuneart (VK) & The_mandywalker (Instagram)

[plenaurum]

Okay so, I’m replaying KCD and doing Amrit’s route after Ratan’s and Killian’s and may I just say…

I hate the idea of ‘canon’ LIs so bad. I really do. That almost defeats the purpose of the entire app—to choose your own story. So I don’t tolerate the ‘who is the canon LI’ talk because the whole point is that there ISN’T one.

With that being said, even though I know Amrit and Amala are ‘destined’ for one another, for some reason I still ain’t feeling it. Their scenes are hot and all and I feel the passion, and I’m sure that Amrit and Amala love each other, but it’s like this: would Amrit have chosen Amala if he didn’t know about the prophecy? If there was no ritual involved? Would he have chosen Amala if she wasn’t a Basu? If her status were lower? If she wasn’t committed to the Dozen?

And I also don’t like the idea of someone pre-deciding who I should end up with, which is why I love the other routes when Amala is like ‘idgaf what the prophecy says, EYE do not want you.’ I don’t like the idea of someone being entitled off rip. I do not like any of that.

So. Sorry to the Amrit lovers I’m really not feeling it 😭

Edit: Scratch what I said about Amrit (my notions about canon LIs still stand).

[sunshineandviolets]

I was tagged by @queerdetectiveblue & @grapecaseschoices to make some ocs as barbies !! thanks darlings <3 , lets go barbies 🥰💕

Shivani : "This barbie is an anxiety ridden scientist learning to stand up for herself " Ananya: "This barbie has years of eldest daughter rage built up" Crystal: "This barbie has no thoughts, head empty, will face her opponents with kindness and a sunny attitude " Shanaya: "This barbie is a bubblegum pop princess, hopelessly in love with love" Rekha: "This barbie is a boss ass bitch who here for the fun, drama & good vibes" Cerise: "This barbie is calm, collected, horror storytelling enthusiast"

Tagging (no pressure x): @sosolenoo, @veeple, @maburito, @nerdferatum, @ava-du-mortain, @dumortains & who else would like too join <3!!!

[raye-sim]

rehearsal dinner on new year's eve

[mirrorshards]

wanted to draw this bit from @basu-shokikita 's recent toki birthday fic ;_; I'm not immune to her tokis

the fic is Just Like Any Other on ao3 🥰💖

[a-cloud-for-dreams]

HELPP @annn-starrr 😭😭

the feminism leaving my body when Doran Basu show up...

[agattthaa]

Rain

Paring: Unrequited Ram/Deviya; Doran/Deviya

Word count: 1.016

Warnings: unrequited feelings

Summary: Until it was the time for change, Ram would continue to simply watch as the rain fell down.

Rating: T

A gift to my dearest Tanu. I hope this was what you wished for. Thank you for all the amazing arts you always do for me, I hope this make you half as happy as your edits make me.

Tagging: @rc-catalog @ratanslily

The death of Mrs. Doran Basu was received like a rain to all the dozen members.

Some were sad for the lost of a Basu family member as some got sad for the lost of the sunshine when the sky was completely covered by the heavy and dark rain clouds.

Some were indifferent to it, as it didn’t change much in their lives since the ceiling of their houses covered their heads and the fact they didn’t know the woman made her loss a simple fact to flown down with the rain.

Some others, the smallest parcel, got hopeful with the news. Like people got hopeful that the rain would bring renovation to the earth, that the rain would bring abundance and fertility to the land, that a Basu was now a free man again, one that could get be married again.

And everyone who had eyes to see could notice that Deviya Sharma was a part of the smaller group. And Ram had two very functional eyes.

Of course he knew. He knew Deviya better than anyone else. Their lives had been tied together although only his heart had been tied to hers. So ever since the first time he had been in the same room as Mr. Basu and Deviya he knew.

That particular shine on her eyes only existed around the older man. Not around her tiger, not around her friends, not around Ram. Only around Doran Basu. Only for him and no one else. And that knowledge should not be able to hurt Ram, not as much as it did.

But it did.

Even if his feelings were reciprocated, he highly doubted that his brother would have allowed him to marry Deviya. His responsibility for the Doobay Family and for the temple of The Dark Mother were greater than any second son could ever even imagine. But that responsibility, that honor, was also an obligation, something that prevented him for doing the things that he wanted, to reaching for the things and for the one that he so desperately craved for.

But that responsibility was not the thing keeping him apart from Deviya.

Deviya was the one doing that.

She and the love that she caried. The love for another man.

Another man that could now be married to her. Another man that could give her everything that Ram never could. Another man, the one she actually loved and that so clearly loved her back.

Because, how could he not?

How could someone ever look into her eyes and not love her? How could someone ever see her smile and not be ready to move mountains on her name? How could someone hear her laugh or hold her on their arms and not be ready to give her anything she asked for? How could someone be around her almost all the time and not be ready to die for her? How could someone not love Deviya Sharma?

With the silly jokes she made when she was bored on meetings or the way every time she was telling a funny story she always was the first one to start laughing, even before she got into the funny part. With the way she was always ready to fight or sacrifice anything for her friends, even for him, even for Ram. With the way she defended the Sharma Family name, putting it above her own goals and happiness as if she was born to protect it. With the way she had been ready to die and be born again to protect their people, their country, to free them.

So how could someone not love Deviya Sharma? How could someone who had the honor, the blessing, of being loved by her, not love her back?

Simply. They couldn’t.

Because Doran Basu loved her back, and that was the worst part.

If he didn’t, maybe in a couple of years Deviya could forget about Doran Basu. Maybe she could accept Ram’s love without needing to give it back, and that would’ve been more than enough for him. Because he could care enough for the both of them, because he could love her enough for the both of them. Maybe one day she could even love her back.

But now that was an impossible destiny. Their fates had been sealed.

Deviya was the head of her house. No one could stop her from doing as she seemed fit. And no one would even try. Marrying with a Basu was the best alliance anyone could make, and surely the new head of the Basu family would not get in the way for that union, she would even be happy about it. About the happiness of her friend. The happiness that Deviya seemed to emanate ever since the news arrived.

The couple would probably only wait until after Holi to get married, although knowing Deviya and how she liked to do things as soon as possible, they could get married on the next day after Doran’s mourning period was over. And then, on that day, Ram would be the one to marry the only one he had ever loved to someone else.

What could ever be more torturous than that? Than watching the one you loved fall in love with someone else? Than having to see that that love grow each day more? Than being the one to make that love official for the entire world?

One day he would have to watch that.

One day he would be forced by his obligation to marry Deviya to the man she actually loved. He would be forced to watch the happiness she would feel to be called Doran’s wife for the first time. He would watch her children grow from afar, looking like the perfect mix between Deviya and the one she actually loved. He would watch as she grows old on another man’s side and as she was thankful for an entire life on his side.

One that he would.

But until that day arrived, he continued to watch as the rain fell down, bringing to him nothing but despair.

[ratanslily]

Mistress of the Castle👀🧛🏽‍♀️

[a-cloud-for-dreams]

gabriel x amala aesthetic

"you must hate this," she says with a smirk. he looks up at her. "hm?" "to have spent your entire life in control, only for it to be unraveled by a woman who has done nothing but stand against you."

Note: I suck at making these types of boards, but go check out @yinmai's they're so stunning they'll make you cry (she was my inspo for making these again actually!)

[a-cloud-for-dreams]

[insert rc girlies "ATE" meme pngs here]

And then you realize that your OC character are having the Romance Club vibes.

Lyra or Kali, a rogue dancer. Or is it Amala? 🤨

[gogomeaty]

I stole this from someone else's post to make my own post

To play:

- Decorate the tree in the post you were tagged in (and you can leave a little message in there for the OP, that will be opened on Christmas Day); 🎄

- Create your own tree, post it and tag others; 🎄

- Tell us how you'll be spending the holidays (or don't tell us, also fine 😉);

- Link to the post(s) that tagged you so that others can decorate their trees too! 😍

My tree:

Tagging (no pressure): @twigg96 @ir0n-moon @nsfwitchy @robinsnest2111 @miroyuuu @impsynia @basu-shokikita @klokateer15647 @a-dope-fiend

[dalberadiata]

Tagged by @basu-shokikita for top 6 albums

It's quite difficult to choose, but this six albums have showed me something new at a certain time of my life.

Tagging @plusvanity @lizenzluchs @svgarcaine

[samissobsessed]

INCOMPETENCY LIST: KCOD VERSION

1. Indian and British govt in this au - Most incompetent.

2. Emmet Rose

3. Gabriel Grant

4. Killian Lightwood

5. Lima Berg

6. Amala Khan/Basu

7. Amrit Doobay

8. Ratan Vaish - Least Incompetent

Sorry for tagging @reneedenoailles and @a-cloud-for-dreams literally out of context but our previous reblogs literally forced me to make this.