#this is my tarnished btw :33

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Finally… a wip for a serious piece of artwork…

Here’s the finished one!

[shunshuntaiga]

heeeey, dear! 🥂💖 happy new year to you!!

idk if tumblr ate my other messages or you just didn't get a chance to answer them, but... just wanted to drop by and tell you how much i adored your soulmates au spadeliano fic. it was fucking incredible!!! just so... asdffhjllkkhdsgkj!! i have no words!! soulmate aus are hard af to write, but hooooly hell, you did yours justice. <3 i just keep reading and re reading it, i'm on love with your writing and your characterisation. you're a great writer :33

as for hanahaki... yeah, so much room to play around with it. and our two idiots would be perfect for the angst *fingers start itching as new story ideas form inside my mind*.. and you are SO right about the flower symbolism too!!

spadeliano a/b/o... now THAT'S a thought 👀 and casting aurelia as the omega? brilliant!! you just Know his dad started shoving inhibitors down his throath as soon as aureliano presented as an omega (btw i see livia as totally an alpha, which of course causes soo many conflicting feelings for aureliano). and just Imagine the absolute shitshow of a reaction the anacleti clan would have if spadi accidentally knocked up aure. just... aghhh!! someone needs to write this asap. :')

but i present you with ywt another angsty au to start 2023 with: time loop fix it au!! like... spadino is the one who keeps re-living aureliano's death. maybe the loop starts the day he can't kill manfredi and ends with spadi cradling aure's dead body on the boat. and spadino keeps trying to change things, but aureliano keeps dying. and if he doesn't die, someone else does, like angelica or nadia. whatever he does, the loop keeps resetting. and maybe the more spadi and aure sit down and talk shit out, the more self aware aureliano becomes. and idk.. yada yada, etcetera, insert plot here, BAM!! happy ending (:

aaaaanyway....so sorry to intrude like this yet again in your asks dear. i hope 2023 is kind to you <33 i hope that even if dark times come, you'll ne able to find a guiding light to get you through them. :**

Happy new year, darling anon! 🥂🍾

I think tumblr ate your messages, because I definitely haven't received any, which is unfortunate because I would have loved to read them :(

And afdhdjdkk I'm glad you enjoyed it because honestly I wasn't sure about it when I finally posted it, so thank you!

And omg yes, Livia is ABSOLUTELY an alpha in this case. I think he may be one of those, who comes from a family line of alphas, you know? Where it's a pride point of the family that Adami blood breeds strong alphas, but Aurelia is an anomaly. It would tie in so well with his family dynamic from the show.

I feel like the classic (if cheesy) story would be that Aurelia has abused inhibitors and lied about his status so as not to "tarnish the family name" or so that his men would respect him, so he doesn't feel the signs of his heat coming on when he meets Spadino. Or maybe the signs start showing when he realizes he's falling for him??? Which could be really fun.

And of course in this scenario Aure and Spadì's daughter is Rubina✨️❤️

OH. MY. GOD.

Time loop. The ANGST. OH god you're so right anon, gosh just the pain that Spadì would have to go through everytime he fails... holding Aurelia as he dies over and over again, wondering if he'll ever break out of this cycle, and thinking that it's somehow punishment for everything he's done.

And AURE.

Every loop he sees Spadino breaking down more and more, until he's basically just a shell of himself...!!! Retaining just enough memory that eventually they can work it out, and break free of it.

I'm imagining a scene after Aurelia FINALLY listens to him and they're sitting at the hotel eating pasta (obligatory pasta scene) and trying to figure out where they fucked up to fix it. Ooh the pain of Aurelia understanding the situation but still dying thoooooough. Aaaaaaaaaaaa!

And telling Spadì not to worry, maybe they did it this time, maybe it was going to be fixed. But Spadì is almost praying that it's not, because he can't imagine any timeline where Aurelia isn't by his side!!

Anon you are truly genius.

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Vikas Jha, the human dung.

If you are acquainted with this excrement called Vikas Jha, I think, unknown to you, your life is a little tarnished. This bastard has been relentlessly pursuing my wife of a decade, with whom I have a child, for many years now. Read on.

2009 (Second year of marriage)

It started right at the time of my marriage, when my newly wedded wife and this garbage were preparing for their MBA entrance exams together. The garbage was apparently a “mentor”, and they both gave away very little to arouse any suspicion. At this time, I was in the US, and my wife was in India. Maybe that helped too.

Here is a filthy, flirty conversation from 2009, where my wife is planning to visit him in Delhi, on her way to a “pilgrimage”, while intentionally keeping me completely in the dark.

From: get2vikasjha@gmail.com <get2vikasjha@gmail.com> Date: Saturday, March 28, 2009 10:33 AM me: havent slept VJ: u or me? am here … 10:35 AM VJ: dont sleep so soon me: y? what do i do VJ: aise hi. who will talk to me late nite then? me: god stop it yaar VJ: haha, isme stop it kya hua? matlab hum ab sirf serious rahe tumse :P:P … VJ: arreeeeeeee ruko btw my sister is awaiting u me: all preparation for me to come kya VJ: haha

They even had plans to visit the Taj Mahal together! A newlywed and her paramour.

Date: Wednesday, April 1, 2009

me: both my tickets are booked. to and fro VJ: i think u will be too tired to roam in delhi. maybe we can just have dinner…and sleep me: i dunno. lets see if I am alive. agra plans tho cancelled only VJ: yes. u cancelled it. u dont trust me and trust urself toooooooooo. so i dont want to force 2:00 AM me: ok

Barely a year into our marriage, they hatched plans together on how to discourage me from asking her any “personal” questions, so she could continue on guilt free.

Date: Thursday, April 2, 2009

VJ: xxxx (husband's nickname) ok with ur trip now? me: haan VJ: how do u do that? me: does he have a choice;) VJ: haha VJ: no as in happy happy or sad happy? me: as in ok ok. neither happy nor sad as if it makes a difference to him. but he is fine with me now i advised him ;) like that way u did. thanks for ur advice …it helped control my temper VJ: :) what did u advise him? me: to be patient n make the reln work VJ: jajaja see who is ur best friend? ME ME ME ME ME ME me: hmm

The dung started entering into more aspects of our marriage. After almost 2 years living separately, I was trying to convince my wife to pick a nearby college for her MBA in the US so we could finally be together. In reality, she had applied to, and had an admit at a slightly higher ranked school far away, meaning two more years of long distance for us. She and the dung were scheming behind my back for the best way to break this great news to me, while also forcefully convince me to accept their choice.

I was doing everything I could to reason with her on the importance of this decision, how living away was taking its toll and why she refused to see my viewpoint. In return, she and her family accused me of being narrow minded, jealous, anti feminist, working against her bright career and acting under the decree of my extended family, abusing everybody from my parents to siblings to grandparents with the choicest of words. I weathered through all those, but what broke my heart was when I realized she was working with the muck, the “mentor”, to force me to bend to their decision. Though at the time I had no clue about their affair, learning your wife was taking the help of some random guy to get her way was so painful that I immediately gave up and agreed to whatever she said. Looking back, this might have been a turning point in our relationship.

Here’s a chat of the two, joyously celebrating their surprisingly easy “victory” over me.

Date: Thursday, April 9, 2009

me: hey u know what ? i told xxxx (husband's nickname) VJ: and he is ready? me: yes! VJ: hahahahaha hahahaha me: i cant blv it me: his first reaction was “wow..superb!”: VJ: congrats me: he said i must take this opportunity VJ: hahaha me: he is even ready to pay enrollment deposit VJ: what has happened to him? hahaha hahaha me: i dunno :( i m quite shocked. i thot he will fight VJ: so am I me: he said i can come over weekends, also later he might shift, he might hunt for another job, or try for transfer VJ: HAHAHAHA  achanak? me: !!! yaaa. i cant blv it actually. cant expect such reactions from him VJ: dont wait for a moment. pay the deposit today. and cancel davis immediately. me: haha VJ: okies. will be back. 2 min. going to loo me: very happy! :D VJ: :) i can make out :) me: i still cant blv he said that. i dunno what made him change so much VJ: yes. im shocked. :P:P me: haan i thought he will fight a lot. u know what. from yesterday i m making sad face. he kept asking me y u r sad. i dint tell. finally told :) me: i want to re-confirm. not sure if he really said it VJ: haha me: he told me to use this credit card to pay VJ: haha!!! this is toooo much. too many goodies in one day.haaha me: now i m ready to cook anything on that show. anything MIL says i am ready. VJ: jaja me: haha

Meanwhile, they happily continued their shameless late night flirting, while also planning their date in Delhi.

VJ: hola whats up. i was just planning for ur delhi trip do u want to do shopping? me: oh. i will do it the day i reach. whole day i have time VJ: do u like street food ? we will go to chandni chowk thne me: then what else ? agra dropped lol VJ: haha. im still ready. if u r :) me: after tht converstaion?!! VJ: okies that conversation was not good. but we learnt few things na ... 2:23 AM VJ: itna neend aata hai to kaun bolta hai mera saath flirt karo raat me :P:P me: hmm VJ: i thought ur response : GO I WONT FLIRT. u r unpredictable me: ;) VJ: go u r bsy. i wont talk. me: thats my speciality na VJ: haha. manao bhai humko :P:P u r like a guy. am like a girl me: hmm karo na VJ: kya? me: manao mujhe VJ: hahaha. saamne ne manuanga na. when u come :) me: ahaa flirt flirt VJ: who me or u? or both. to ab mere flirting se bhi bored? me: no i sometimes wonder where my life is going. i m so confused yaar ... VJ: hi me: wassup VJ: waitiing 4 u ::) me: aha VJ: just because i give u bhav u never give me bhav :( me: sleeping VJ: :( buuuuuuuuuuuuu me: dint sleep na yesterday. idiot (husband) kept bothering me VJ: addicted to ur calls now :( VJ: i devote so much time to u me: u dont have to VJ: haha ... VJ: i will be so embarassed to meet u. after the stupid talk we had day before :( me: hmm. i wud have anyways felt even otherwise

And meet they did, after all!

No guilt, no shame, no fear.

What all happened ? I will tell you in a little while, in their own words.

Meanwhile, read on.

This scumbag was also in a relationship with another “girl friend”, at the same time.

Who knows how many more were there.

My wife finally shifted to the US, to the school of her choice. But the illicit sewage followed. Now she would handle not one, but two long distances. In the name of innocent words like career development, MBA, entrepreneurship, mentorship, professional networking and many others, they carried on their merriment. Here is a sample of how they addressed each other, in an email about “Job Opportunities”.

From: Vikas Jha <get2vikasjha@gmail.com> Date: Wednesday, November 11, 2009 Subject: Job Oppurtunities

Hey dear,

Check attachements. let me know if its helpfull

As ever, Vikki

2010

Tue, Feb 23, 2010 at 11:32 PM

Even though you have background in XXX, I would suggest you to take these two things. … Lots of Love, Vikki

They freely exchanged pictures, emails, texts, messages and phone calls.

Date: Tuesday, December 15, 2009 Subject: NEW ME :)

TAKE A LOOK ------------------

Date: Wednesday, January 27, 2010 Subject: hey To: VJ

hey..saw ur snaps on orkut..awesome snaps! u look smart ;) rest later..call me when free (xxx)xxx xxxx

Date: Tuesday, June 26, 2012 Subject: Fwd: Look I have lost more weight :)

They exchanged their legal “couple” pics too, as though proud of the fact that they were doing all this so successfully behind their partners’ backs.

From: Vikas Jha Date: 2008/12/30 Subject: From Vikki

I am sure when u look at this pic, you will say how bfull couple we are. U never asked but i cudnt stop from sending u Lots of Love Viki

Not just emails, they also made plans to meet in the US. Alone.

On 24-Feb-2010, at 8:34 AM, XXX XXX wrote:

Cool. when are u coming btw? whats happening with you? I get a week off (spring break) in March. Will enjoy then.

---------------------------------------- From: Vikas Jha <get2vikasjha@gmail.com> Date: Tuesday, February 24, 2010 Subject: Good news!

I will come in April. Lots of things happening. Going to London Business School 2mrw. Arranging big business Plan competition in June. ... thats for now…getting late for school. will mail u more from class

2011

If the urge didn’t come from there, it went from here.

Date: Thu, 14 Apr 2011 14:11:15 -0700 To: Vikas Jha<get2vikasjha@gmail.com> Subject: Re: Viki..pls do this survey for me..where ru btw?

thanks Viki. when r u free? i want to talk to u ..it has been so long..u have forgotten me. ---------------------

<get2vikasjha@gmail.com> wrote: See u went gayab yday again N then u say I have for gotten u !! ---------------------

online aana ab im free now..u dont care for me!!!!! call kar na aaj..baat karna hai tujse ---------------------

<get2vikasjha@gmail.com> wrote: Ok. Give me some time and stop saying that. I care a lot !! Comeover !! U r safe don't worry !!!!!!!

2012

Of course they met in India too, whenever she was on vacation.

On Mon, Dec 10, 2012 at 12:32 PM, Vikas Jha <get2vikasjha@gmail.com> wrote: Cant reach u on chat ! call me on 09693255535 V

---------------------- On Tue, Dec 11, 2012 at 8:43 AM:

Hey Vikas..I tried calling you today. Landed in XXXX yesterday. I will get a phone number in couple of days - will send it over then. Wassup with you? What times are you usually available? Look forward to our chat :)

-X

Conversations like these preceding the trip.

VJ: For all this advise i need to be paid me: Haha ok. Talk tonight VJ: Wht will i b paid ? me: Gosh, Seriously??? me: No $ only kind :p VJ: Ooh, That makes it even more interesting :) me: Sigh VJ: Miss our kiss! Damn it ! me: Despo, U were prim n proper when we met. Rather u were forced to VJ: :). Next time u come. I wont let u go !

This is him wooing her to his place over a weekend, so he can cook dinner and talk long into the night about “career n business”.

me: Ok let’s talk more while I am therr me: Need to pack for my flight that is in few hours VJ: Will come bk on 6th. So after that only we can meet VJ: Btw dinner date ? I can cook for u ! me: Sure VJ: :) Look forward ! me: I am in bangalore VJ: ;) Am bk in town today. Want to catch up ? me: Hmm..probably 6 7 ish. Mg road ? VJ: I thought we cud meet at my place VJ: Weekdays are tight. Wont b able to spend time n talk long. Want to talk abt career n business

Among other things, they got a kick out of fantasizing themselves in movies they could relate to. One was about a marriage between 2 different cultures, “north vs. south”, much like how it would have been if she had married the scum.

2 States (2014) Directed by Abhishek Varman. With Arjun Kapoor, Alia Bhatt, Amrita Singh, Revathy. How Chetan met his wife and the…www.imdb.com

The other was about a man and a woman, both unhappily married to others, having a life long secret affair with each other, meeting on the same weekend each year.

Same Time, Next Year (1978) Directed by Robert Mulligan. With Alan Alda, Ellen Burstyn, Ivan Bonar, Bernie Kuby. A man and woman meet by chance at…www.imdb.com

At first, my wife branded the filth a career “mentor”. The moment the mentorship extends beyond very clear cut boundaries, that title is stripped and replaced with something far lower on the moral ladder. As my wife continued to discuss all things, career, marital, business etc. with it, filth found more ways to drive a wedge between them. Here is a conversation where the filth asks her to quit her marriage and settle back in India. Of course, it does not have the will or the guts to take her hand, especially with a child.

... me: I am very lonely here me: I want to get out of this marriage. Affecting my health Body n mind VJ: I can imagine. Everything gets affected. Becomes so difficult me: Marital life sucks too VJ: U shud think abt it. Moving back. Atleast hv parents n family around. There u r all alone. ...

Here is another conversation where the wife is “battered” that she cannot choose the scum for “life, or work”, because of her husband.

Very often, the conversations toyed around sex. Here’s one, for a New Year’s wish! When I saw this the first time, I went numb.

Here’s a plan for a “weekend of love making”.

Below is my wife, chatting in the middle of the night, making it abundantly clear the only reason she is hanging on to the marriage is for the sake of our kid, and for all the love, lust and affection, she will be leaning on the filth for fulfillment. In fact, this seemed like a great arrangement for both, since neither wanted to make their relationship official, nor did they want to break it off, but lead two separate lives, public and private.

They threw sweet somethings at each other all the time. Of course no topic was taboo to discuss, including eating pussy and getting wet in bed. The filth is absolutely certain that he should have replaced me in her life, and my wife is only too happy to provide compelling justifications for it!

And finally, here they are indulging in an enjoyable recollection of their drunken tryst in Delhi almost a decade ago! As promised, I will tell you what happened, in their own words.

Which red salwar suit, you ask ?

Not just the filth, but his entire family seems to want to jump on my wife! Here is a disgustingly similar flirt with his brother, whose only purpose in life seems to be to keep my wife laughing ! Late nights or early mornings, his eyes and ears are always at her disposal. And of course, my wife is only too happy to bash not just her work, but also her marriage with this manure.

If only this scum would show such eagerness to his own wife and kids, and stop right there.

Given all this, the question comes around to my response. Initially, for a very long time, I had no clue something was wrong. Even though my wife refused to make our marriage a priority, she continued to express her strong, unwavering love and affection towards me, and the difficulty of staying apart bearing down on her. They were so good at covering up, that even when I met the scum one time, they gave nothing away. But one day, I came across something that made me shudder. Suddenly, all her odd behaviors of secretively chatting on the phone late into the night, never picking up calls when I was around, and securing everything with multiple levels of passwords, that I had dismissed as quite harmless to me, seemed extremely suspicious. With only scraps of information from here and there, I painfully put the pieces of the puzzle together.

When I confronted her, her response was expectedly total denial. In return, she accused me of spying, “breaking trust”, and exhibiting my “narrow mindedness” and “insecurity” at her success. She in fact said I was “acting like a woman”. From there, she diverted the fights to unrelated topics, giving her familiar fodder to abuse me and my family. While this was going on, she obviously got way more careful with her trail, deleting chat records, changing passwords, clearing call logs, erasing emails and completely resetting devices to remove any trace.

When I was sufficiently convinced something was up, I even took the matter to her family, who were the only people she listened to. Of course they stood solidly behind her, without an iota of doubt about her character. More disappointedly, her mother sermoned there was nothing wrong in having a close knit relationship with anyone one was comfortable with, even the opposite gender. I don’t know in what context it was stated, but it seemed she was virtually giving her stamp of approval for her daughter’s behavior.

At first, it made my head reel in shock. I spent several weeks in confusion, pain and denial. I tried to stop myself from probing further, and really wished all this was not happening. As one more instance after another came to light and tore me apart, the agony and depression became unbearable. As I stumbled upon them, my hands would tremble, stomach would crunch and my head would feel dizzy. My heart would skip a beat every time I re-read the messages, trying to make sure I didn’t get them wrong. I have cried my eyes out in private, and consoled myself with pretty much nothing. Thinking about it, I have dangerously changed lanes on freeways, and lost track of what I was doing more than once, just because the pain was so terrible I would lose my senses for a while. On the one hand, I wanted to end it right there based on what I knew so far, and on the other, I wanted to find out the complete story, however hard or long it might take, before quitting. Our relationship strained lower, arguments got longer, fights got uglier, to the point where it was extremely difficult even to cohabit.