#its so hot here in india lol

[cut-aare]

Yas Jun Wu fanart slayyyy

#art #myart #my art #junwu #jun wu #white no face #tian guan ci fu #heaven official's blessing #xie lian #take it either way lol #emo xie lian? lol #but its mostly junwu #artstyles! #plenair #plenairpril #illustration #sketch #quick doodle #digital art #digital fanart #fanart #me things #trees #snow #its so hot here in india lol #so am manifesting snow thru my drawings hehe #today was like very quick lol i halfassed this #i have to search for more yummy textured brushes tomm #hopefully i art tomm #maybe draw characters for a change? yeah

[seonne]

Stuck With Her. Ch1 (Request)

Trader!Bakugou x Indian!Princess!Reader

Lols here it finally is T-T

Very sorry about the huge delay, I was travelling a lot as soon as my exams were over but HERE WE ARE!

Will have to make this into a series because it's quite long.

Summary: Due to a villain's quirk, Bakugou gets transported into the body of another version of him as a trader, in 15th century India. Little did he know, that the pretty princess of the kingdom he was in was actually his lover.

Word Count: 1765

"Fuck!" He grunted as he got up from where he had been thrown into the wall. The villain he was fighting chuckled, as he hounded his hunched over form.

"Not so strong now, are you, Hero Dynamight?" He shoved a boot in his stomach, causing Bakugou to reel from the pain. His carmine red eyes shot a disgusted look to the villain standing over him.

"You'll pay for this, you damn shithead!"

The villain laughed as he wrapped his hand around Bakugou's neck.

"I'd love to see you try. Good night Dynamight~"

He heard the voices of Kirishima and his sidekick calling out to him before the villain's eyes glowed a deep purple and everything went black.

Bakugou woke up with a cold sweat, gasping as he pressed his hand to his neck. He was fine, he was awake. He was fine. He looked around trying to see where he was. Maybe the others found him and brought him to the hospital. Only it didn't look like he was in a high rise hospital building in the middle of the city. He found himself in a small but tidy hut. The cot he was on was rigid and hurt his back as he sat up slowly, taking in his surroundings in confusion.

He was inside a hut that had red and orange bedsheets as were the curtains that were drawn apart to let in the sun. A small wooden table covered by a red embroidered table cloth stood beside his cot, with a clay pot of water and some other things he couldn't identify. There seemed to be a small makeshift stove in a far corner of the room that contained several clay pots and vessels. As he was racking his brain trying to figure out where he was, a familiar but unfamiliar face walked in.

It was Kirishima. But his hair wasn't red, it was black. And it wasn't its usual spiky up on his head, instead his slightly long black hair touched down to his shoulders. Kirishima walked in with a concerned face as he held a clay cup in his hand, filling it with the water from the pot next to Bakugou and handing it to him. Bakugou took the cup and looked at it suspiciously before looking back at Kirishima and gulping down the water. He wiped his face and looked back at Kirishima who looked like he was bursting with questions and worry. Bakugou sighed and before Kirishima could open his mouth, he beat him to it.

"Oi shitty hair, what's going on? Where are we?" He grumbled curses under his breath as he tried untangling himself from the blanket between his legs.

Meanwhile, Kirishima looked at him like Bakugou just asked to marry him.

"Bakugou… are you feeling okay? Should I call that apothecary again..?"

"Shitty hair, answer the damn question! What happened and where are we?"

Kirishima put down the clay mug and looked back at Bakugou with concern.

"We're in our hut in Agra. You collapsed on your way here in the caravan. We had an apothecary come check you. He said you had a high temperature and that you must've fainted from the sudden climate change. I told you it would be hot here in India but noooooo you wanted to see your princess" Kirishima rolled his eyes as he hid his soft smile.

"Hah? Are you out of your mind? Agra? India? Princess? What are you talking about?"

Kirishima paled where he stood. "Don't tell me… did you lose your memory?"

A vein popped out of Bakugou's forehead as his head throbbed with an impending stress headache. "The fuck you mean memory loss?! I remember just fine! I was fighting that damned villain and he used his stupid quirk on me!"

Kirishima looked way more puzzled than concerned. " Villain? Quirk? What are YOU talking about?"

As Bakugou opened his mouth to bite off Kirishima's stupid head he froze.

"The villain's quirk apparently transports people into the body of someone else. Basically a soul-swapping quirk. It's very rare, and the distances between the bodies who get their souls swapped is unidentified. Please be wary and do not make physical contact with him."

Fuck, he completely forgot All Might had said that. So, he's now basically inside another body? He brought up his hand to test out if he still had his quirk and sure enough, there were no explosions. Bakugou cursed under his breath as he lowered his palm and Kirishima stood there staring at him, bewildered.

"D-did you hit your head or something, Bakugou?"

The aforementioned blonde exhaled sharply and shook his head. "No there's nothing. I remember now. Now leave me alone, I need to sleep."

Bakugou rolled around in his uncomfortable cot and covered himself with the blanket, turning away from the prying eyes of a confused Kirishima. He shrugged and decided to leave Bakugou be for now and left the hut.

The blonde huffed as he brought his hands up to his face. He didn't have his quirk. He was in a world without quirks, if Kirishima's reaction was anything to go by from. Even Kirishima looked different. He was in a strange world, where everyone was a stranger, but all familiar faces. He didn't even know when the villain's quirk would wear out; or even if it would. He sighed. He was properly, utterly, miserably, stuck.

Bakugou grumbled all the way as he followed a tired Kirishima as the red-head (now a complete ravenette, which is going to take some time to get used to) dragged Bakugou kicking and screaming to the palace.

"We came all the way here to trade, and you're here complaining? I thought you'd atleast want to see your princess-" which procured him an iron grip to the face.

So here Bakugou was now, speaking with the prince about the copper coins and silver jewellery they brought in exchange for the textiles, food products and precious gems from the Indian traders. As their trade was set up in the kingdom, it was mandatory for them to talk out their business deals and goals with the monarch before their week started.

Of course Bakugou didn't know any of this until a very bewildered Kirishima explained it to him.

And of course Bakugou was smart enough to pull off a literal business meeting he previously had no idea about.

Even if the villain's quirk was going to fuck him over, he wouldn't let himself be the reason he lives in bankruptcy. As him, Kirishima and the prince arose from their seats after the meeting, he caught another glimpse of a blue shawl flowing next to the window and scowled.

The princess.

He had been relentlessly teased by the maids and attendants the moment he stepped foot into the palace and also by his companions on his caravan on his way here. Even Kirishima joined in on it until Bakugou told everyone to kindly shove their remarks up their own asses. He didn't understand what the hell was going on until he saw her with her maids loitering around in the gardens next to the window of their meeting room. Bakugou may be dense but he's not dumb and his observational skills are what helped him be the No.2 hero that he is today- well, in the future.

There was a little something going on with this princess and the him of this timeline.

And EVERYONE knew about it.

"See? I told you there's nothing wrong with him, he looks the same!"

"No, there's something off about him. He's scowling a bit too much."

"He's always scowling and he looks just the same. A simple heatstroke can't change him that much-"

"Quiet."

The maids all scrambled and shut their mouths as the cool voice of their princess cut through the room. You had been sat by your window, silent, as you stared out the window, wondering about your lover. He had seen you, but refused to acknowledge you.

Actually, no, he did acknowledge you.

But he seemed angry. Very angry. Almost like he was annoyed with you.

But that's impossible, what could've happened? Just a week ago, he had sent you a beautiful handwritten letter scented with your favourite perfume. He had written such heartfelt words that had you smiling into your pillow as you re-read it multiple times, etching the words into your brain before focusing on his promise of coming to meet you soon and put away the letter amongst the numerous others that he had sent.

So, according to you, nothing out of the ordinary had happened. He had kept his word and come to see you again, but he… he didn't seem to want to see you?

'I'm probably thinking too much. There's no reason for him to be mad at me or something.'

You shook your head and smiled at your maids.

"I appreciate your concerns and your efforts in brainstorming with me as a means to console me. However, I must clarify that the topic of discussion here is my relationship; one that you shouldn't concern yourselves with. Do I make myself clear?"

The maids gulped and slowly shook their heads.

"Yes, princess."

"Thank you." You smiled once again and looked out the window. Bakugou's caravan had been parked a few metres away from your window in the open space beside your garden and you watched with a frown as he walked out of the meeting room, still speaking with your brother. Your intense stare, though far away, did not miss Bakugou's periphery, but he decided to ignore it until he couldn't anymore. You huffed to yourself, realising that he was ignoring you on purpose (because there's no way he would refuse to look at you even after Kirishima pointed you out to him). So you, as the headstrong princess you are known to be, decided to face him and ask him yourself what his damn problem was. You summoned a guard into your room.

"Let the merchant named Bakugou Katsuki know that I await his presence in the ballroom."

Firm. Demanding. It was an order.

The guard nodded and bowed, before scurrying off to fetch Bakugou. You stood up from your seat next to the window, smoothening down your skirt as you watched the guard rushing towards Bakugou who stood dumbstruck next to your snickering brother, and made your way down the halls to the ballroom. Any maid who tried to follow you stayed back at your ice cold glare. They looked to each other with a knowing look. You were….quite angry.

There we have it folks, finally after three weeks I think T-T

Again, apologies for the delay but I hope you liked it and I'll try to get the next part done with as quickly as I can too. So until then;

Toodaloo~

tagging @maple-syrup-with-strawbewwies cuz they reblogged the answer to the request <3

#bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x indian!reader #bakugou x princess!reader #mha bakugou #bakugou

[alvojake]

OK I WANNA KNOW YOU BETTER SO HERE I GO WITH MY LIST OF QUESTIONS (don't be creeped out please 💀)

Where are you from 👉👈 Im from Southern India!

An Skz and Enha member you would choose to cheat on MinJake with? for me it's JayChan daddy issues lol. Also the fact that I'm probably cheating on Minho and Jake like four days a week lmao LOOK I CAN EXPLAIN-

Also wanted to let you know I associate you with this comet emoji ☄️ cause you're so hot you're burning up (Mona rizz)

me creeped out?? NEVER 😙

I'm from the US! the Midwest to be exact!! (it's not all ppl think it's cut out to be I promise 💀)

as for the members I would cheat on MinJake with.... on a normal day HeeHan but we also have WonIN (I'm a dedicated homie hopper) who said that? 🫢 wasnt me....

oooou the comet emoji is new, but I like it 🤭 and if its any consolation you remind me of this emoji 🧩 because you're the missing piece I need (kay rizz)

#₊❏❜ ⋮ 𝓪𝓷𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓼 ⌒ #╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ 𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓪〖🧩〗 #↳˳;; ❝ 𝓴𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓫𝓪𝓫𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓼 ᵕ̈೫˚∗ #*ೃ༄ 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓼˚◞♡ ⃗ #“=⌕ (𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓸𝓼𝓲𝓶𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼) /

[sillyygeese]

KIM DOKJA HAS BEEN KIDNAPPED BY SP FOR THE SECOND TIME AND HAS ALSO TURNED INTO A DUMPLING (on chapter 452 lol)

Also the novel is lore-dumping every few chapters sending me into a spiral in which i need to pace around the room to organize the thoughts in my head

Andddd ill be coming back from india in a few days! It was fun here but its getting tiring (and way too hot. It’s way too freaking hot) so im pretty happy to go back

What’s up? How’s your summer so far? Can’t believe its already july askdjfhskjh

GAHHHHH IM SO SO SORRY FOR TAKING 10 YEARS TO ANSWER THIS

i'm assuming you're back from india? how was your trip? :D and so true. it is WAY too hot.

my summer's been ok lol. it was super busy with relatives n friends popping in and out. my internship is great but i'm so fucking quiet that the director doesn't even know my name and its been 6 weeks 😭 next week is the last one so hopefully something happens

and yeah i cant believe its mid july already 😟 time flies bro

AND FEEL FREE TO LORE DUMP TO ME!!!! I PROMIsE I WILL RESPOND QUICKER

#AGAIN SO SORRY #also i did read your spoilers for the castle banquet arc i just simply could not find the post again after i reblogged it :((( #trish reads orv #moots ⭐️

[appsa]

um you don't have to answer, but what about Mindy Kaling do you not like?? I'm Indian myself and i watched a little of her show and something about her just felt Not Good but i couldn't figure it out? if you could put that to words that'd be cool if not, have a good day!

Well uh. I just wanna preface this saying i dont know anything abt mindy kaling. I never watched the office or whatever sitcom she came in first and like i only found out she existed like a yr or two ago when i watched some show she produced. Just going off vibes here alone but yeah i agree the vibes in her shows are just Bad. Theyre all about like... a brown girl being surrounded by hot white men who all want her, and all the other female characters around her come off as shallow and unimportant in comparison to her so they will never be competition for her in that regard. Which sounds like yeah whatever its just trashy television.

But like i feel the grossness of that attitude in her shows rly comes thru when she depicts other indians, especially other indian women. She immediately sets them up as a rival or whatever and its honestly a little embarrassing to watch. Her internalized racism comes thru so aggressively and lol idk if its because ive been around w a Certain Kind of diaspora indians and dealt w their bullshit before but i have zero sympathy anymore for the heartbreaking dilemma of indian americans who have so much internalized racism that they hate their relatives who visit from india and give them second hand embarrassment by being "too indian" and "too perfect" with family stuff in comparison to them. I simply do not care for the self hate that poor indian americans feel around us.

More on how she depicts indians, her right wing sympathies especially visible in never have i ever, but it gets brushed off because ppl outside india will miss it because its not as obvious if ur not in tune w indian politics. Theres so many little things like the main character being completely ignorant of knowing that most of indias population eating nonveg food (showing that shes only picturing uppercaste indians when she thinks of india), the immigrant sister being told that she'd be treated as an outcast in the community if she married someone who her parents didn't pick for her (basically she'd be miserable and never find community again if she doesnt marry a guy of the same caste same religion etc), and then her actually abandoning the guy she liked for the guy her parents chose for her, and the literal shout out to modi the main chatacter's mom does like. U get it. It paints a picture. And the show still gets praised for being progressive because it has a "diverse cast".

Honestly its not even surprising to me that it came out that her brother racefaked to get into college (or whatever he did. I never looked up the details and im not interested to either). Right wingers in india have been attacking affirmative action in india (reservation for depressed classes in institutions) for literal decades because they are losing seats they feel theyre entitled to, but they have no problem going abroad and using 'diversity' to their advantage. Idk if i put it in words right but thats the vibe.

Pls do not rb btw i dont want to start shit

#ask #idk dude! vibes are rancid! #theres a special subset of nri thats just. like that. i simply have no patience for them #im not getting into her racism towards black ppl in the shows btw cause i dont remember exact examples #but i remember it was there #mindy kaling needs to stop w these self insert shows where she complains with her stupid voice abt #how everyone is pressuring her to be politically correct #when she is cracking shameless jokes to make her white boy of the day laugh

[anakinskywalkerog]

omgieeees ive been waiting and checking tumblr at literally regular intervals waiting to hear back from you <3

i feel like youre starting to get a bit sick of him... 😂 if the definition of crush is wanting to kiss sumun, i wouldnt say i was crushing on him, i just kind of liked him? it was really weird, this whole thing made no sense from the start, sis.

NO i disagree, it would be super weird to date sumun who looks like you, that feels like something straight out of narcissism. i could never, but im also indian and ive never liked any indian guys (i dont live in india to be fair tho) although maybe there's something slightly resembling me in the guys ive liked if we look too hard? idk. idts tho.

she has pretty eyes! she has his eyes, but they're different somehow. more detailed? LMAO i just really love eyes in general; i could recognize all of my friends from their eyes rather than their face 💀

yeahhh i dont like him anymore, its something weird between friends and not. distance would be great, and im getting that in a way because were off school for half term, although i have his snao and we do streaks so im technically seeing him every day.

any thoughts on the buzz cut tho? (in general)

high time for a new crush indeed 🙌 im looking but no one else has caught my eye :/ any ideas how???

sorry sorry for the rant omg 😭 somehow i enjoy telling this story because of how complex it is but i like telling it to you as well ❤ idk something about you makes me wana tell you the whole tea lol.

i get what you mean, i think its great that they have good communication and all because all healthy relationships are built on that, but idk we're teenagers so the thought of telling my bf "hey by the way this guy ive been having that weird spat with told me he didnt like me today, what about you?" is just... off. the fact she evens knows i exist because of that (or if he told her even before which is sus because he did the doing before innit) seems... awkward. it just feels really cringey, man. most things, not all things tho.

maybe tell someone but not ur gf, that feels disrespectful to both of us in some weird way.

damn right. he actually had a bit of a stutter around me when we first met! its gone now, but weve also spent a while around each other. hmm, i get that; obviously there's definitely a lot of people he would find attractive at our school (we have some genuine REALLY pretty gils here, like, super hot) (as you can tell, i am bi ❤) but hes not staring at all of THEM in a sus way. like, this was a whole thing. hes not gt a thign with all of them.

yeah, well, i dont want to DATE him if that makes any sense so its good he doesnt, but like, idk man. i hope he wants to stay with her because if they break up because of me its not going to end well in a lot of ways because im sure that me and C.S.M.B wouldnt last, even if we did date, his gf would hate me forever and rightfully so, and her bestie, my bitchy friend, would not mind her own fucking bsuiness and ruin things in the friendship group for me so lets hope whatever it is no beef goes down 🙏 also i dont like him because i know him better this year, so it would be a whole problem so its good the way it is 👍

all i need him to do is start talking to me regularly and then we can be friends and i can focus on my future crush 👌

its deffo fun and I NEED TO GET A NEW CRUSH BUT IDK HOW MAN ANYONE CAN YOU HELP ME OUT easier said than done ofcccccc

yayyy i really hope you like that playlist, i live breathe eat those songs, so lets give C.S.M.B a round of applause for helping me come up with it 👏

hmm, maybe. its a bad law :/

oh, hes definitely scared of me. he listens to me when im talking to other people and im a BEAST in class (and outside) so hes rightfully scared of me 👍 its absolutely hilarious but i think he was more confused

well, we were on the bus, and i said "guys we should come up with a nickname so other people dotn know who we mean" and my friend was like... "...what about toothpaste?" i think she saw an ad for toothpaste somehwere lmaooo any other explanation would be... ...questionable.

i would love for that too. shes probs hot so i wouldnt say no to that 🤣🥴😏😈

i wonder what your followers think about this series lol, The Very Deep and Complicated Love Life of Sythe ? someone give this sitcom a name 💀 i hope they're not too sick of it lmaoo i know this has nothing to do with him :/

but thank you so much for listening to me ranting about C.S.M.B, i appreciate it so much!!! <3

here is an anakin for you:

this is my favourite anakin ever, hayden looks very hawt and sexc in this <3

i alos possess a rare coloured edition of this photo 😈

anywaysss bye oli love u!

i also really like eyes 🤭 and i get it, i just think you should fixate on someone else bc there are plenty of cuties and this one seems like a dead end. take the trash out 😂🗑 i have no idea how to find a new crush…maybe start trying to intentionally pay attention to other people in your school/your life? see if anyone seems interesting or cute hehe

it’s funny cause when i was in high school i was listened to T Swift You Belong With Me and hyper focusing on small interactions with my crush and i haven’t been in high school for years but ppl are still doing that same exact thing 😂 i guess high school never changes. now that i have an *adult brain* though, i can tell you that you should be focusing on people who are nice to you and if he can be a good friend great, but if not, boy bye

thank you for my Anakin. this concludes this episode of the sad beautiful tragic love life of sythe 😂

#answered asks

[zizz-asdf-re-r-o-u]

Leviathan Chronicles- reaction part 2?

So I wrote these things WAAAAY back last year when i listened to Leviathan chronicles for the first time. Here are my live reactions.

Spoilers ahoy!

wow it continues to date itself. "wow! we are the first podcast to feature a kungfu scene!" "after i finish this podcast, i can become a real writer!" oh how times have improved. one of the characters "the beijing olympics happened a few months ago" "if you want, we can give you CDs at our comic con booth!"

yo it had some CREATIVE solutions to chase scenes that i dont think i've seen in recent podcasts. ugh its annoyingly straight

ooh gregor vs rebecca tracking ok im sorry, but i think macallan's crew should head back to leviathan and maybe have anton radio seinshen to figure out what he's doing since gregor know whats going on. ooh tulley is going back to nyc. and macallan's crew is (ill advisedly) going back to Nyc too. hendersen: you in bed with seinshen. ok seinshen bi confirmed? 8D LOL, one of seinshen's aliases is "kristoff laputka" as in the creator's name? xD LOL there's another member that uses alias nobi nakisomething, whose the other co-creator xD seinshen has authentic letters from charlie dickens... which means that dickens is one of the immortals, possibly allied with the rebels. damn toshi is totally different than how tanaka perceives him. also his english doesnt have an awkward japanese accent. WAIT TOSHI HAS BLACK DOOR TRAINING WHAT. HE'S FUCKIN 6 YEARS OLD WHAT? ok that was clever, but why couldnt they have used one of the adults? why is seinshen explaining all of  his secrets to whit & jason (and toshi)? how is this steam elevator operating normally? oh shit 0.0 also there is so much janky gerryrigging in this story LOL aww poor tulley :( if only you hadnt gotten caught up with yakuza or macallan. lol, what a coincidence that the police just happened to be announcing the exact breakin you needed to know. how'd the aliens wind up in africa if the portal was between tibet & leviathan? how the FUCK is jason swinging around the tracking device? why does toshi want to protect jason? i love how this is set in multiple urban cities and unlike other blockbuster movies, the characters attempt to avoid property damage. except for that one scene in india :( why is jason's blood black? WAIT WHAT THE HECK HOW DID MACALLAN CATCH UP SO QUICK BEFORE TULLEY. THEY WERE IN HAWAII. Poor Tulley. im on team Tulley cuz he's mostly innocent. ahh macallan are you still team seinshen? i hope anton is still faithful to seinshen :( "hold onto your hula skirts" lmfao. omg toshi doesnt want to go back to his dad. poor oberlin. lmfao, tulley conveniently sees both helicopters xD and lol clever plan to steal the taxi xDDD damn the driver got those hot dogs fast. lmfao tulley has some serious plot armor & convenience. man and i was just saying this show doesnt commit urban city property damage... i take it back after this helicopter chase scene. ooh this reunion will be fun bc everyone is on opposite sides. oh no i hope rebecca will be faithful to seinshen so that he can stay alive. OH NO GREGOR. OH NO TULLEY. OH NO ANJALI. NOO ANJALI. dammit! yay macallan found the star stone inside the frickin tracker. damn this whole time there was a star stone & seinshen's group had no idea LOL. some tracker you are rebecca. ooh tulley coincidentally show up now! oh wait jason didnt make it to alex's submarine? and wait toshi didnt leave either? PLEASE DONT SHOOT TOSHI! fuck jason and yay tulley! OMGOMGOMG ok tulley pick up toshi pick up toshi.OMGOMG SO MUCH ACTION IS HAPPENING. OH NO ANTON AND SEINSHEN? i wonder if they realized that toshi & jason were still on the ground? shoot. LOL harlequin spent this entire time in a las vegas. but i think he deserves it, hes not focused on either side of the war after all.

#the leviathan chronicles #leviathan chronicles #reaction #personal #audio drama #podcasts

[sodrippy]

Oooh yeah, Spring is finally HERE where I am too!!! I am enjoying feeling alive again too because of the sunshine and green hahaha although I'm dreading summer because my apartment does not have air conditioning...wish me luck fr. I read The Bangalore Detectives Club book a few weeks ago and loved it, would recommend if you're looking for a cozy mystery set in 1920s India :)

literally yaaaay, i feel like spring took SO much longer to get here this year...not keen on what that says about the years to come either but whatever lol lets just enjoy the sunshine for now<3

oh god no a/c....godspeed fr thats rough. mine doesnt have it either but luckily summer only lasts about 3 weeks here and i have a great background for hot weather so its not too bad for me!

ooh that sounds interesting im def gonna check it out thank you!!

#hbo war anon #ask #i doubt itll be in my library but im sure i can buy a copy online !

[blkkizzat]

Indian reader is back here again AHSJDH I SWEAR THIS IS THE LAST ONE 🙏🙏🙏 honestly reading your post made me hungry send help

I am SO glad you enjoyed your trip here, I love it when people learn about each other's cultures it literally makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside!!! I love how detailed your posts about the trip were and I really appreciate you sharing it with us <33

You knowing your tourist guide's whole story with the pharmacist to history lover is so real 😭 some people be having the wildest career paths especially the ones who've been at it for a long time and you somehow get to know their whole story in the span of 20 minutes

Personally I think summer in the US feels worse bc ceiling fans and all around ventilation isn't very common there from what I've seen and heard, while winters in India are worse for the most part since electrical heating and room temperature control isn't common here outside of the cities (inbuilt room temp control isn't a concept here at all currently, I've only ever seen it in hotels)

This was probably the best time for you to visit india cause peak summer temperatures haven't even started yet and you were already dying from the heat (me too dw)

And trust when I say you're not the only one struggling to cross the streets not all of us are built for this do or die type of shit 💔💔💔 (though I'll have to build up that confidence since you know. I live here. Don't exactly have a choice 🤡)

PS I'm going to be craving a restaurant thaali for the rest of the day bc of the pics

Omfg no please write me anytime!! <33

Awe thank you! I def love sharing my experiences! I love traveling and will def have to come back. I'm glad you enjoyed reading it cause i tend to ramble on about stuff! Yes! Another tour guide we had in Jaipur used to be a laywer. He was so knowledgeable too, he was with us all day and took us a few different places. It was fun learning about them. One thing I definitely took back from that and was inspired by was seeing people leaving "socially prominent" or high status jobs for something they loved. Seeing as I went as apart of my MBA program it was an unexpected but great reality check that sure we are all in this program to progress our careers but we really need to keep self-fulfillment and happiness in mind. Whats money or status if you are miserable? Like they had us eating out of the palm of their hand with how much passion they had for what they did and it really inspired me to find that in my own life!

Omfg yeah, it really depends on where you are. The sun feels a bit more intense in India because we were closer to the equator than in the US but the heat in India I experienced at 100 degrees F was a walk in the park compared to the time I stupidly went to las vegas in August and it was nearly 120 degrees F. Also where I live summers have been getting hotter and hotter so people arent equipped for heat waves. I've always had AC cause I have really furry dogs who need to stay cool though so thankfully ive been prepared. Also winters can be an issue here too, Texas been getting ice storms and blizzards in the past few years and as a hot area are completely unequipped. Even in places that are used to cold like NYC, when I lived there I moved into a new building paid a stupid high rent to live in a box that had central AC but was poorly insulated so I had to buy like the shiny foil insulating sheets to put over my window in the winter or I felt like the wind was passing right through.

Haha thankfully I was always in busy areas cause me and my friends when we werent with our guide would always just wait until we saw someone else who was clearly Indian cross the street and cross with them lmfao. We probably looked so stupid standing and waiting there lmfao but we never waited more than 5 mins thankfully LOL. Its funny cause looking back I've had friends here in the US scared to "jaywalk" with like one car coming thats practically crawling down the block and in India you have people boldly stopping speeding cars to cross LOL. I just imagine how funny we must look scared to cross with one car wayyyyyyy down the block coming, even I'm laughing at us.

I hope you get some resturant thaali soon! I'm definitely going to be craving it soon too. I know the next time I eat Indian food it ain't going to hit the same AT ALL lmfao.

#lovely anons #kizzatanswers

[delcakoo]

HEY KOOBEAR IM SO SORRY I HAVENT BEEN TALKING TO YOU THE OAST 3 DAYS :((( I missed you sm 💗💗💗☹️☹️☹️😘😘😘😘🥰🥰🥰😍😍😍

we….. FINALLY MOVED IN!! I HAVE MY OWN BEDROOM!! We didn’t decorate it yet, I have a futon for a bed lol we’re waiting until prime day and thanksgiving for the deals. Saving money isn’t a habit it’s a LIFESTYLE 🥵 but I didn’t have internet for 3 days I was absolutely gonna go feral. I couldn’t listen to enha for so long I started hearing d-d intro randomly 😟😟 but whateva. I have a google mini and it serves as a scrumptious head banging jump upping move yo body speaker quality and I have drunk dazed playing on rn. BEST TITTLE TRACK FIGHT ME 🫵🫵👊👊💪💪🤬🤬💥💥‼️‼️

But like right tomorrow we’re leaving for India so I can’t talk to you for a month :(((( I’ll miss ur writings sm

Also my friend invited me to her awesome epic ass Halloween party BUT I CANT GO. SOBBING OSMBDJSND. HER PARTIES ARE ALWAYS SO FUN AND I LOVE DRESSING UP.

Also the new concert has me raving curling my toes punching the wall stabbing my gut crying tears head aching like I’m actually sad. THEM SINGING SHOUT OUT MY COMFORT SONG. Playing I need the light and shout out on my loud ass speaker rn it just feels right

But on the bright side she has a thanksgiving party, Christmas party OMG CHRISTMAS. AOMANDKW LYES, YES YES. THAT INE KPOP COVER OF ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMASS BLESSING FOR MY EARS OMFG. BLASTING THAT SHIT ATTEH CHRISTMASS PARTY OMGMGMGMG

Also an Amazon india you can get so much makeup for cheap it’s like 😲😲😫😫😡😡🫵🫵 GIVE RIGHT NKW DKAMDKWMD a lip tint for 44 dollars here is like 13 ish dollars on Amazon India like dayum 😱😱🤭🤭 also not to brag but I got 3 properties of dirt soil and brick in my name in India 🤩🤩 a house, an apartment complex, and a mansion mhmhmnmjm when I literally came from the womb I was gifted with gold. Ain’t ever accepting no less from a partner. My standards are sky high so either be anyone from enhypen or treat me like a queen or just don’t bother. I say all this acting like I’d pull anyone 😍😍‼️‼️💪💪

Speaking of pulling people my hot ass cute ass pretty ass scrumptious ass friend didn’t :(((( she liked some guy who wears highlighter shirts (get rid of them 4eva) and he was kinda ugly ngl but my queen deserves better idc he just wasn’t the one. But basically I had gym and then German after and I saw my queen in the hallways and she was like “WAIT HES IN UR GYM?!” And I said “yeah and in my German tew” and she was like “PLSPLSPLSPLSLKSOLSLS ASK HIM IF HE LIKES ANYBODH BE DISCREET ABT IT” and I was gonna ask him bc me and my friend were walking and he and some guy (NAMED JAY 😱😱😟😟🥺🥺) were walking and jay was like “yo are (kuma’s queen) and you going to the Halloween dance” and he was like “nah bro” and jay was like “well (kuma’s queen) likes you imagine” and I was just quietly listening to them talk ish abt her and it broke my heart :( BUT TLEAST WE KNOW HE AINT IT MY QUEEN DESERVES HER KING FRL if he ain’t taking her out I will she deserves the world omg

Sorry for so many paragraphs I would’ve cut this inbetween 3 days but no internet ☹️ HYD MLOVE MDEAR MDARLING I HOPE UR HAVING A GOOD DAY BBG 😘😘💗💗‼️‼️😍😍

AHHHHH KUMIE WUMIE HIHIHI MY LOVE, I MISSED U SM TOO :((((

WTF WTF WTFTWTETFTWR KUMA I LITERALLY FINISHED WRITING THE ENHA WHEN YOU’RE ON YOUR PERIOD THAT YOU REQUESTED HOLD ONNNN AHAISN. OKAY YKNOW WHAY IM GONNA POST IT IN A FEW MINUTES SO YOU CAN READ IT BECAUSE IT WAS LITERALLY FOR YOU and plus im on my period rn it sucks GRAHHHH OKAY JUST WAIT

AJSJSHKDNDH IM SO HAPGY FOR YOU, THATS A SHAME YOU HAVE TO WAIT TO DECORSTE BUT ITLL BE WORTH IT!! AND SO TRUE DRUNK DAZED IS THE BEDT TITLE TRACK I’LL FIGHT WITH HOU 🔥🔥‼️‼️✊✊✊

DONT SPEAK TO ME AB THE CPNCERT OKAY. IM STILL MOURNING AND SCREAMING AND PRETENDING IT DIDNT HAPPEN ❤️

DAMN WTF WHY DOED UR FRIEND HAVE SO MANY PARTIES 😭 THATD GOOD U CAN ATTEND THE OTHER ONES AND OMFG YOU KNOW THAT COVER????? BRO 100% AGREE ITS A LITERAL EARGASM WENDYS VOICE IS INSANE, AND BANGCHANS HARMONY HAD ME CRYINGJGNG I LISTEN TO THAT COVER RELIGIOUSLG I WISH IT WAS ON SPOTIFY 😭😭😭✊✊

DAMN WTF.. I WANNA GO NOW GIRL GET A SHIT TON OF STUFF AND MAKE SURE TO DO A HAUL FOR ME OKAY ‼️‼️‼️

UM YES YOURF RIEND DESERVES BETTER.. NOT THE HIGHLIGHTER SHIRT 🧍 AND OMG JAY?? jaY ENHYPEN GOES TO UR SCHOOL REAL?? 👁👁

EDIT: I JUST REALISED I READ THIS A DAY LATE AND NOW UR IN INDIA 😭😭😭 IM SOBBING IM CRYJGNFH IM SO SORRY KUMA NOOO MY LOVE, OKAY I’LL POST IT RN ANYWAY IN UR HONOR 😭😭😭😭💖💖💖❤️💖❤️💖❤️

#delcakoo #kuma <3

[sparklinpixiedust]

Came across a tiktok about a girl upset over the constant questioning and passive bullying about her attire.

Okay so for context , she was invited to a workout session by another influencer.

Instead of a sports bra and shorts she wore tights and a oversized hoodie , which as far as I can tell was not against any rules.

She spent the whole time being asked by other girls if she's hot or she's burning in there, with the influencer who invited her calling her a f***ing psycho for dressing like that.

If you wanna feel that, imagine going somewhere feeling cute and confident and happy about yourself and your outfit and then having everyone question you and call you psycho for your choice.

I'm sorry, where is the " my body my choice " gang now? And the irony that this influencer advocates for mental health and kindness👀

I know I've said this a million times , but feminism seems to only cater to white women and their choice.

It's not " my body ,my choice "

It's "my body , my choice , as long as white women approve it "

Its always " let women wear what they want " unless they want to cover up. Then all yall go into this weird mean girl vibe which quite frankly I don't understand.

Look I'm not hating on white women , I'm you're all nice people. But why do we have to have you all decide what should be acceptable in society and what shouldn't?

Honestly what is your problem letting women wear what makes them happy? If they want to dress modestly ummm how about you let them?

Everyone has their own preference, and pretty sure a 20 + woman is highly capable of making that decision on her own.

Stop it.

And stop coming at Muslims for their choice to cover up. Every culture and religion has their own specific clothing. India has Saris, Pakistan has salwars etc etc.

Just Google random countries and their clothes and surprise surprise you'll find that their original clothing style is not a jeans and t shirt.

" but but I don't see other people wearing traditional clothes?"

Well gee idk , maybe if you didn't bully and make fun of them for their choice in clothing / food/hair they wouldn't be so afraid of your scrutiny and actually accept their ancestral roots.

We don't need you to " save us". Lol , save us from our own heritage, what a joke.

Btw, and the constant shaming with the whole " little house on the prairie" dresses. Excuse me ?

Why are you shaming those clothes and the people who choose to wear them?

If you don't want to wear them , then here's an idea , don't?

Why are you shaming others though ?

You think this bullying makes you some progressive woman of the future? Lol it makes you no better than the ones who harass you about your style.

Wear what you want and let's others wear what they want.

If someone wants to change, they will without your "help"

#text #feminism #clothes #muslim #tiktok #white #joke #rant

[loverofallthingssmart]

HELLO . idk if u still interact with kotlc fandom but a friend has brought up the concept of desi keefe and i am wondering if u have any ideas as in hcs or concepts or just what u think in general?? :0

i do in fact on rare occasions interact with kotlc fandom HELP love how u phrased that like in fact i saw kotlc on a display shelf thing at b&n and went insane <33

and OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH desi keefe yes yes so true

i think. personally. its funny bc keefe does have desi boy characteristics in that he is annoying, flaky, and a charmer that u cant help but love (i have 2 desi boyz as some of my best friends shut up i have experience TM)

anyway hc time!!!!!!!!!

keefe. more like karthik except white ppl r gonna butcher that so keefe works fine.

photographic memory means this bitch remembers every aunty and uncle to ever exist always dominates the "do you remember me" question when he visits india and sees relatives (which i dont bc i nod and THEN they say "what's my name"...um lol goodbye im never coming back ever.)

keefe would love mango lassi and he would adore chaat and he would be obsessed with chai. keefe strikes me as an a "marie gold" type of person don't you DARE tell me im wrong these were THE shit and theyre perfect to dip in chai licherally the only reason i would drink chai

^^ that is everything to me

okay but imagining keefe in canon as a brown boy with his parents obsessed with his "legacy" comparing that to the immigrant experience where you have to live a set life and ur parents worked hard so you can be the person they want you to be......hmmmmmmmmm anyway (except that doesnt excuse how gisela and cassius r literally abusive . lol. actually when ppl characterize them as brown bc haha they care about perfect grades when they r truly abusive. thinking thoughts....ruminating. anyway) back to happy times !!!

keefe would look so good in gold jewelry he gets his ears pierced when hes like 6 months and instead of red being sophie's color its keefe's!! bc GOD do we look hot in red its literally everything

i think. telegu speaking keefe. omg wait what if he spoke tamil. WAIT. marathi. and kannada. yeah fuck it um. he speaks all of them?? i cant choose they're all so !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! im obsessed bc its a given hes south indian like duh.

he would play the veena. loser (affectionate) i say as if i can play the veena

omg what if desi vackers and desi keefe met bc biana does hmm. bharatnatyam (no im not projecting SHUT UP) and meets keefe bc hes playing the veena for her arangetram (which is like. the performance when u graduate its a BIG DEAL with live music and everything its huge mines in like 2 years so yea)

ALSO keefe loooooooooves bollywood movies and okay he DOES like the good ones that make u cry but keefe ESPECIALLY likes the ones from the 90s where its a love triange and the girl gets kidnapped so the boy saves her from the other boy who got rejected stuff like that ("andaz apna apna" is the one im thinking of...loosely), he also likes all three dhoom movies (even the third one with katrina kaif which looking back on is so....insanity), and his guilty pleasure is "chak de india" bc screw him sometimes u just like watching the mcdonalds fight scene where a bunch of girls (on a hockey team) who never get along with each other band together and DEMOLISH guys who insulted and catcalled them while their hardass really mean coach sits there in amusement and happiness okay! (SHUT UP YES I DO THIS ITS EVERYTHING TO ME THIS MOVIE IS SO <33 SORRY)

okay sorry i have realized i apparently have many thoughts on keefe and bollywood movies insanity

ummm oh right! keefe loves loves loves idli especially with coconut chutney and he ADORES appam (GOD appam my beloved) and hes so hungry all the time all the aunties love him bc he eats whatever they make. okay but LOL keefe hates payasum and i think i should be able to have this one thing.

i think i should stop here bc WOW this is extremely long um tldr; no thoughts, head empty, only desi keefe

#sorry if this is nonsense im writing this at 11 pm after telling bestie (a brown boy!!!) why i hate marvel and doing a math paper so <3 #can u BELIEVE i was like 'wow this is so nice !! a shame i have no thoughts as i sat down and then COULD NOT stop typing the thoughts were #just pouring out holy shit #keefe sencen #desi! keefe #2 am ramblings #<- been a while since ive had that tag HELP #ask me anything #ink tag

[hissterical-nyaan]

The Promise

Pairing - Bucky Barnes/Desi! Female reader

Warning - Angst, sad ending, more angst

Summary - Bucky Barnes broke one promise that meant the most to Y/N

Word count - 1.5K

A/N - This is my first ever fanfic, I am very anxious so please be gentle with me :) This was created purely to make y'all cry lol. This is a songfic of "Lag ja gale" of Lata Mangeshkar ji. I absolutely adore that song and found it quite fit for this story!!! Also English isn't my first language and there might be grammatical mistakes. Thanks to @soradragon for beta reading this and helping me complete it, you are a blessing. Love you 💙 happy reading folks!

It was  peaceful in Wakanda, a cool night had taken its place from the hot humid air of the day, the stars were shining bright and serenity hung in the air.  It was impossible to imagine what the next day would have in store for everyone. No one had a clue that tomorrow was the day that would change everyone's lives forever.

There was the sound of soft humming coming from the modest hut which housed the one and only the White Wolf and his lover.

Inside was you, singing songs softly in your mother’s tongue before the two would go to bed for the night. It was a nightly ritual the two of you shared. For Bucky had found your voice so soothing it would chase away the recurring nightmares that would haunt his sleep every night. Bucky Barnes was unable to sleep without his love in his arms, without her angelic voice singing for him, and without her soft hand weaving through his hair. 

You had an awful day today, throughout the day you felt anxious and restless. As if your mind has been screaming at you that something bad was about to transpire. You had no idea what, but it was bad. if there is one thing you hated most, it would be not knowing what will happen next.

You liked being prepared for everything! Your distressed state made you itch for your ma's presence and her wise words. So the next best thing to feel like she was there was to sing your ma's favourite song. It was a song you had  beautiful emotional memories attached to.

Lata ji's masterpiece ‘Lag ja gale’. The song that always left you peaceful.

"What's on your mind, chaand? No cheesy love songs today?" Bucky teased lightly, slightly puzzled by the song choice. Normally, you would sing more happy, sweet love songs when you were in a good mood, not to forget how out of character you acted the entire day. 

"Acha? You said you don't like my cheesy songs na, so I thought today I will comply with your wish and not sing my ‘overly romantic, Shona Babu songs.’”  You shot back, poking your tongue out as not to worry him. Bucky pouted slightly.

"Arre baba okay now don't pout, I was just joking. I will sing the cheesy songs again tomorrow, right now this song just feels right to me.” Hearing that, Bucky mumbled a quiet yes and snuggled deeper into you, holding you tightly and moving his head ever so slightly to listen to your voice.  

Lag Ja Gale Ki Phir Ye Hasin Raat Ho Na Ho

Shaayad Phir Is Janam Men Mulaaqaat Ho Na Ho

Lag Jaa Gale Ae Ae… (Embrace me, dear, who knows whether or not this beautiful night will ever come again. Maybe in this life we may or may not meet again)

You remember the first time you met Bucky, in Shuri's lab. You were a   good friend of Shuri. You were a researcher staying in Wakanda with T'challa's permission and eventually befriended the Princess. The two of you loved to talk about anything and nothing. One day Shuri told you about the Winter soldier staying here in Wakanda. You had heard many things about him, but never had you seen him in the flesh. Till you saw him come into the lab, bruised and eyes swiming full of emotions, but the distraught was the most clear in those blue piercing eyes.

It was at that moment that you had decided you would help him, and try to soothe the aches and scars that had been covering his fragile heart. He was put in the cryo soon after your first encounter, but you couldn't help but think about him often.

Ham Ko Mili Hain Aaj Ye, Ghadiyaan Nasib Se

Ji Bhar Ke Dekh Lijiye, Ham Ko Qarib Se

Phir Aap Ke Nasib Men, Ye Baat Ho Na Ho (I have been given today, this time by destiny. To your hearts content see me closely, who knows, if your destiny, may present this situation again.)

Six months later, Bucky came out of the cryo and on his request, was given a small hut away from the palace in the fields. You often saw him, with his tiny herd of goats. You remember how one tiny goat - which Bucky had endearingly called Steve -  was the one who caused you to talk to Bucky. Maybe that's why he was still your favourite goat, afterall he was responsible for giving you the love of your life.

Shaayad Phir Is Janam Men Mulaaqaat Ho Na Ho

Lag Ja Gale Ki Phir Ye Hasin Raat Ho Na Ho (Maybe, in this life, we may or may not meet again. Embrace me dear for this beautiful night may not come again)

Your phone rang suddenly. Bucky moved his head from your lap as you moved to get the phone, it was your brother who was calling you. It puzzled you, it was nearly midnight in India. "Y/N….jaldi aaja yaha… ma aur papa ki car crash ho gayi...I am so sorry, hum unhe bacha nahi paye." You went numb...The words didn’t make sense, you couldn’t make sense of them... Ma papa? No, no this can't be happening. You...you just talked to your mom a few hours ago! Bucky’s arms wrapped around you, holding you so close. He whispered some words into your ear trying to soothe you. But you couldn’t hear them, your mind just kept repeating your brother’s words inside your head like a mantra. That’s when the tears fell, soaking Bucky’s shirt. You didn’t remember you screamed. 

Paas Aaiye Ki Ham Nahin Aaenge Baar-Baar

Baahen Gale Men Daal Ke Ham Ro Le Zaar-Zaar

Aankhon Se Phir Ye Pyaar Ki Barsaat Ho Na Ho (Come closer to me, as I will not be able to come to you every time. Put your arms around me and let us cry our hearts out. Who knows, if our eyes will ever see these tears of love again.)

You couldn’t imagine what you would be without Bucky, your Bucky. He was your rock, You couldn't live a day without him. From the day you confessed your love for each other till today, not a day has gone where he wasn't showering you with love. Even through all his trauma and pain, he did his absolute best to be there for you, his sweet, sweet Y/N.

Shaayad Phir Is Janam Men Mulaaqaat Ho Na Ho

Lag Ja Gale Ki Phir Ye Hassin Raat Ho Na Ho

Shaayad Phir Is Janam Men Mulaaqaat Ho Na Ho

Lag Ja Gale Ki Phir Ye Hassin Raat Ho Na Ho (Maybe, in this life, we may or may not meet again. Embrace me dear for this beautiful night may not come again)

Remembering the past left you in an emotional mess, you didn't even realise when the waterworks started.

"Chaand? Hey, no shhh why are you crying? Is everything okay? Talk to me."

"Bucky?"

"Haan chaand?"

"Promise me that you will never leave me." You uttered in a broken whisper

"I promise."

He broke that promise. Bucky Barnes broke his promise and left his chaand. It happened so fast, the Avengers fighting Thanos, and suddenly everyone turning into dust.

You felt helpless and scared, numb and cold. what was happening? Bucky had told you to not come out of the palace unless told. He didn't want you to be in harm's way. No, his Y/N was too precious, he can't risk it. You reluctantly agreed, but you weren't of much use on the battlefield anyway. You just hoped your love would return to you very soon.

Steve broke the news, and your whole world collapsed in front of your eyes.

"Steve, no..no it can't be... please tell me you are lying. This isn't the time to joke around! Where is he!?" you couldn't help but scream at him. All your dreams, hopes and future with Bucky shattered. He was gone, in just a snap.  It couldn’t be real, this was a sick joke. that had to be it. A sick joke…

But deep inside, you knew it was real. All of it was real. The world around you seemed to crumble, all of it came down, it was as if someone let a glass cup fall and it shattered in a million pieces. Unable to be put back together again…

Now you had no one, no mom and dad, no Bucky...He was your rock wasn't he? He wasn't supposed to go...

After a few days, Steve offered to take you to America with him. The least he could do for his pal was to make sure the girl who had his heart was taken care of. But you couldn't go, it was too painful. Brooklyn will always remind you of Bucky, and you promised him when the time came to go back to his home, you will go together. No, unlike him Y/N L/N knew how to keep her promise.

You went back to India, to start a new life. A miserable one. If only you would have known that the last song you’ve sung to him would come true. 

You never sang your mother's favourite song again

Tagging - @spiderrpcrker @a-dragon-under-the-stars @lil-stark @jacquessouvenier @soradragon (I hope you won't mind me tagging you!) And I also hope you liked it :))

Translations (please let me know if I forgot to translate something) -

Chaand - Moon (an affectionate term in this context)

Acha - Really (in this context, it can mean many things otherwise)

"Y/N….jaldi aaja yaha… ma aur papa ki car crash ho gayi...I am so sorry, hum unhe bacha nahi paye." - "Y/N please come fast here, mom and dad were in an car crash, I am so sorry but we couldn't save them" (ma = mom, papa = dad)

Haan - yes

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x female reader #desi fic #marvel fanfic #Bucky Barnes x desi reader #indian reader #marvel #mcu #idk what other tags to use 🤦

[annavysoul]

I can confirm, they introduced themselves as 3 readers and they made a post how Bee is leaving and starting their own channel. They even made a post to support it and linked the blog, that's how I knew of the Bee drama. But yknow whatever. But they shouldn't demonize those poor future apouses lmao, it's not gonna be them, or any of us.

Warning very long, I got carried away my bad lol

But the drama on tumblr is kinda mild conpared to Youtube "readers". At least the readers here on tumblr try to hide the fact, that they're describing themselves very well but yoooooooo.... Youtube readers are a different breed. Most of them are super young (12-13, but there are a handful of readers old enough to fucking know better) and just straight up describe themselves with no shame. I even found some who put pics of themselves lmao. Me and my friends like to go through readings and bet, who is describing themselves as a spouse. There is one reader who has over 30+ vids on Mrs. J, and most readings are like over 20 mins long. How much is there to know about a person, that doesn't exist yet??? But most YT readers are obssessed with the fact, that Mrs. J is from India, what a coincidence that the reader is also from India lmao. I'm not saying BTS wouldn't ever date someone from that country, I'm saying it's impossible to get a specific country, age, height, religion etc from tarot cards. The pics on the cards might give you clues and the cards can say that the person is different from you, but they go into way too much detail. And it's funny because they're always soooo specific for Jungkook and V, but for the other ones....crickets🦗 On one hand it's so sad bc you have these little girls, putting out their private info, looks and secrets for the whole world to see (these vids have thousands of views) and they don't really grasp the consequences of their actions bc yknow, their just children. The internet never forgets. But on the other hand, you have these grown women who, like I said, should know better than these little girls. Not only do they get so defensive if you don't 100% allign with what they said, they are borderline so obsessed of the idea of being a spouse. Like tf??? Bts aren't Gods. They're very attractive celebs, who's purpose is to entertain people with their contents and music (hence the word idol & entertainer), while they do feed into that perfect bf material scheme, it's up to the fan to not actually develop real romantic feelings (a celeb crush and being a stan is something very different). Most are actually fans for very superficial reasons, they just find them attractive, not the music. And if you take the glitz and glamour of fame and money away, Bts are regular human beings, with flaws and issues. Like. The. Rest. Of. Us. They only show you the best side of them, because it's part of the whole idol package. We truly do not know these people, no matter how sincere or authentic they appear on camera. Like so so many were suprised that they wanted to disband a few years ago, bc they couldn't handle the pressure. These readers always believe if they meet/marry them, their life is going to be better and they feel alive again or smth. Most of these readers actually need therapy, I don't mean that in a condescending way. They imagine that their spouse, a celeb they've never met, will be their sole reason for their happiness and only then they are able to fix their issues and unhappiness. That reeks of co-dependency. And even if they'd become couple and be public, then what? A really big big chunk of Armys are actually in love with Bts, no matter if they even know tarot or not (Armys usually claim that only 2% of the fandom are delulus but that's definetly not true🥴). You'd get send d*eath threats, be harrassed, get doxxed, be hated for all eternity, even if you'd decided to break up. Look what happend with Jk and the tattoo artist he only hugged. She lost her job bc Armys were reporting her, some were trashing her workplace, she got threats, her friends got harassed and doxxed and she lost a friend (Jk). Not only that, but people would legit stalk you and try to hurt you, if you were a romatic partner of Bts. Then you also have the tarot side, who'd try to curse youa nd paint you as the evil demon, who is toxic to member xyz. And I don't think you'd want to spend your entire life locked in your house. And I personally could never deal with like millions of haters, no matter how hot my partner is.

Yoooo! i search again in yt and watch a couple of videos... these are kids for go sake🥺🥺 where are their parents and why they let them public private infoooo?!? internet and children isnt the best combination...

and yess, theres also grown up women and thats really creepy, u can understand that children might do that cause they are young, BUT WHEN U ARE OLD ENOUGH, U SHOULD ACT BETTER!! and i insist, they just trying to prove to themselves and to the world that they are worth it to be with a celebrity, like yeah of course u are worthy, like any of us, but this is not the way u know? its weird, i dont think its sane at all, they just are using the cards to feel better, and thats bs. and if it is just a cope mecanism, plz work on yourself, get help, life its better when u are in a healthy place

also its interesting about mrs being from india and most of all the videos i watch where from indian armys, tarot doesnt work like that, yeah u can feel the energy that its different, perhaps different culture and think that maybe it could be a foreing, but the cards will never tell you something that specific, less if u dont even know in person the people you are reading for

we dont know them at all, and people put them in a such high pedestal just for being famous and hot, so i really have trouble to think that some tarot readers can pick their real energy, im a very intuitive person, but i need to be in the presence of the person to feel their real energy, so to be so specific in a reading they need to energise the cards with the energy of the person, they need to at least shuffle the cards and connect with the reader, sooo thats why i only see these reads as enterteiment, and its bad for the community to claim that we can see ALL of about them.

i'll never forgive the people who threaten the tattoo artist, poor girl, and thats why the guys cant have healthiest relationship, let them have a LIFE

#bts tarot #bts astrology #bts future spouse #mrs jeon #its so sad to think that they are wasting their youth and cant have friends cause some fans would harrass the people they love #like im only one year young than jk and jeez #they work so hard just to have people harass them bc they claim to be their future spouses? #mom plz pick me up #at this ratio all of us will marry bts #call me mrs bts now 🥴 #no plz dont

[starr-fall-knight-rise]

Earth is Space Australia, “Plagues of Earth.”

I finally got to write an earth is space Australia ft. (Australia) lol. I hope you guys have fun, i enjoyed making this, though I had less time than I wanted to elaborate. 

Also inspired by a cover of “The Plagues of Egypt” Done by Johnathan Young in a heavy metal style. I would suggest listening to it when you think about this piece. 

Also, sorry if I said anything inaccurate about anyone’s country. I had less than two hours and a quick google search for facts 

“Their planetary defense is strong, but they prepare for battle on a large scale.If we bring our troops to the surface in small drop ships, and lead their military carriers away by attacking their nearby colony. We will take the planet.”

“What would be the point of this?”

“Humanity is held up as deity by the rest of the galaxy. As long as they fight, the GA fights with them. But if we destroy them, crush their planet at the source, then we crush the morale of the rest of the galaxy.”

“Where do we drop out soldiers?”

“Everywhere, on every major landmass, near every major city. But we do it quietly, drop them into the wilderness first so the humans won’t see them coming.” 

“If we can defeat the humans, we can defeat them all.”

***

Location: Upper-Mid Merianda (Previous US/Canada border rocky mountain region) 

The burg landed in the thick forests of the north. The human planet was lush and green, and the temperature was moderate, though it leaned slightly towards cold under the canopy of branches. There were sounds everywhere, the chattering of wildlife and strange flying creatures flitting through the trees. The nearest human residence was not far off, maybe a ten cycle march down hill.

They would reach it in no time, and make their sneak attack.

Their team commander barked his commands to the following Burg soldiers and together they began making their way down the hill.

None of them noticed when things began to go wrong.

They had never been to earth, and so were not aware of the sudden silence in the forest that comes before a coming storm.

You see, the Burg are similar to the Iotans, in that they give off a pungent smell. Not so pungent as it tends to affect humans, but pungent enough to affect the nearby wildlife. A wildlife that was not pleased with their presence.

It might have been fine, if they hadn’t stumbled into the den.

It started with a light squeaking. A sound that gave them pause as they looked around for the source. One of the burg pushed aside a green fern to reveal a hole dug into the embankment. He would have investigated if it weren’t for the loud piercing howl that echoed through the trees just to their right.

They all leaped upright in confusion and fear backing into a circle.

Another howl pierced the forest from their left, another form their right. Until they were surrounded by the sound. Shapes flitted through the trees, furry on all fours and hunched.

A howl from directly behind them.

They spun in place.

As the wolf leaped from the top of the embankment her teeth flashing.

As it turns out wolf pups are fond of Burg flesh

***

New Brazilia (Somewhere in what was once central Brazil, Border rain forest district)

This was the perfect climate, nice warm, dark and moist, shady below the trees that towered overhead in great twisting arcs. The foliage below them was very thick and hard to cut through as they made their way towards the human colonies. This was surely going to be their element, and they laughed at the idea of making the humans suffer as they waded their way through the trees.

The ground before them opened revealing an embankment on the side of a river. There was a hole in the foliage here, and the ground was dry. The burg stepped down onto this spot, their feet crunching slightly in the dirt.

One of them slapped absently at one of it’s segmented legs, brushing away a small insect that had crawled onto its body. Another party member did the same.

One of them even shrieked in pain, “It bit me!”

They looked down brushing the little black bugs off their bodies, only to find that the ground was absolutely swarming with them. One of the Burg shrieked, and tried to run his entire body now covered with hundreds of these little black creatures, however he tripped and fell onto his face.

His entire body was black.

The others began to scream as well, swatting at their bodies and their weapons falling to the riverbed as they were overrun by a massive troop of army ants.

They would never make their destination.

***

United Slavic  Districts (North/eastern Russia)

This forest was both humid and somewhat cold. It was early morning in the summer, and yet frost still built up on the leaves of the plants overhead. The burg weren’t particularly pleased about this, but they were going to have to deal with it.

It was best to keep moving at times like this, and they hurried their way through thick banks of early morning fog towards the not-to-distant human civilization. Their feet were nearly silent over the frosty forest floor dirt compressing under foot.

They had been walking for some minutes when they heard the sound. A strange mournful cry from the woods almost like the cry of a human infant, though slightly deeper. THe sound made them excited. Where they were infants there were likely humans. And who knows that could be a human noise.

They followed the sound looking about the foggy forest.

The noise came again, so close.

Ah, and there it was, though they were disappointed to find it was not a human at all, but  two fuzzy brown animals no bigger than waist height. They were so small, so pathetic and pitiful and they cried out in terror when the burg approached.

One of the burg raised it’s weapon angry.

The bellow came echoing through the trees rending the very air around them and sending birds scattering into the sky.

The burg turned on their heels as the massive brown bear came charging out of the forest bellowing her teeth flashing.

As it seemed the great land, of what was once, Russia was not pleased with their presence.

***

East Trans African Belt (former Ethiopia)

It was hot and dry, and the burg didn’t like it. But at least the ground was mostly flat, and the dirt was easy to navigate. Tall grasses raised to either side of the shallow river just to their left. Animals grunted off in the distance and the sky above was bright and blue. Dust rose up from their feet as they made their way towards the edge of the river, hoping that the water would help to moisten up the air around them.

The grunting grew louder.

They glanced over seeing large bulbous shapes in the water. It didn’t much matter to them, and they mostly ignored the creatures, knowing that anything that big was likely to be equally slow. They were making their way up the riverbank now, and the creatures rested in the water just to their side.

Distant grunting grew louder.

One of the burg was standing just next to the bank now when the water exploded casing great droplets into the air as the Hippo burst from the river mouth open wide at it’s four foot extension and bit down upon the unsuspecting burg dragging him violently into the water.

The others tried to run, slipped on the mud, and were set upon by the rest of the family.

***

Southern Indasia (India) 

The river bank was calm, nothing but floating logs out on the distant water. One of the burg officers was listening to her communications.  There were reports form all across the human’s home planet, that many of their parties had gone radio silent. She wasn’t entirely sure what that could mean but it worried her. Many of them had been traveling along river pathways just like her and her group, and she wondered if that had anything to do with their current situation.

One of the young burg stood at the edge of the water kicking stones into its murky green depths.

“We should definitely move along  from this area.” She was saying moving back up the bank and towards the forest of trees.”

One of he logs had floated closer to shore.

The young burg agreed and bent down to retrieve his weapon from the bank.

A moment later his head had disappeared vanished inside the mouth of a crocodile who then began to spin violently  dragging the burg into the water. Alerted to the frenzy others came as well racing up onto the bank.

There was never any evidence that the Burg had visited india, though there were reports about strange noises by the river that morning.

***

Australia (still just Australia)

They came as the sun was rising. A low mist had coated itself over the land, though the day was lucking to be annoyingly hot. 

They were just coming up to the edge of the human settlement when they saw it. A distant shape silhouetted between two trees. At first it looked like a man, but as the fog drew back they found a strange creature staring back at them.

One of the burg snorted.

The thing looked like a Tesraki almost, but dumber and a bit taller with large pointy ears, an absolutely massive trunk, and a very long back tail that it used like a Tesraki to stand on iits back legs.

One of the Tesraki crouched down in the foliage resting his hand on a low garden wall.

“Just shoo it off.” Their commander ordered, and two of the Burg moved up to confront the dumb looking creature.

Three things happened at once.

First the crouching burg cursed violently flicking his hand and tossing the angry funnel web spider into the bushes. 

A hiss rose up from the leaves.

And the kangaroo violently kicked the first burg in the chest collapsing his carapace beyond repair before moving over to stomp his friend.

The death adder struck.

Two  of the Burg were convulsing on the ground, another two lay silent and broken. The next two ran off in different directions, one towards the nearby beach and the other back into the forest.

No one is entirely sure what happened after that. All we know is one was found belly up at high tide near the docks where blue ringed octopus are known to be found, and the other was completely gone, though they did spot a rather bloated and very happy looking python chilling in the bushes not far from where the incident occurred.

More and more berg had stopped answering their calls.

Most of the burg would never find out what happened.

But we do.

Burg were found dead all over the world.

A young girl reported a burg attack in the outskirts of London, though her rottweiler had made quick work of that enlisting another pack of suburban dogs to protect the little girl from the freaky bug things.

Alligator attacks in Florida.

Six burg were found plowed over by a speeding bullet train in Japan.

in  Lower Mid Mericanda, a group of self-claimed hillbillies  with cutoff sleeves and unironic mullets were speeding through the forests on the back of four wheelers taking pot shots at anything remotely burg shaped. They had  at least ten confirmed kills, and the creatures never made it out of the swamp.

Another group of burg had made the mistake of landing in one of the last nuclear fallout zones in eastern europe, and ended up cooked by the radiation, their bodies to remain rotting there until cleanup finally made it to the site. It was likely they didn’t last more than twenty minutes.

A surfer off the coast of New Zealand watched a school of dolphins ravage a group of burg who had through a water approach would be more prudent.  He had no idea how the dolphins knew the burg were intruders, but they seemed very interested in helping out.

One group of burg had managed to land themselves in a city in the european provinces, and found themselves beaten to death violently by a group of drunk civilians carrying improvised weapons, one of them even brandishing a pool cue.

Two more teams froze to death before they reached their destination.

Another was washed away by a minor flood.

One of the burg ended up tipped off a cliff by a massive eagle, falling to his death hundreds of feet below. 

Another entire group managed to walk their way into a patch of poison ivy breaking out in horrible boils, which later necrosed as they lay paralyzed on the forest floor. 

Somewhere someone was trampled by a moose, while their other friends were whisked over a waterfall.

In yellowstone (yeah it still hasn’t blown up yet bc the vents are a good pressure release) at least another team of burg found themselves cooking in the natural hot springs after ignoring the signs that said (keep on the walkway).

Those who chose to land in the city were not greeted cordially either, packs of marauding street dogs, gangs, the homeless, drunk civilians, angry policemen, and a high school baseball team supported by the high school chess team.

Long and short of the story is that earth was-not-having-it.

The burg had made a grave mistake. 

Mother earth was fond of her children, even the human ones. 

#earth is a deathworld #Earth is space Ausralia #humans are insane #HUMANS ARE WEIRD #humans are space orcs #humans are space australians

[yunmengslotuspond]

" What the hell are you doing!"

" Give me a moment, Captain! I may be Cambridge polished but as your officers say I still smell like Ganga mati...I know my tactics!"

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Hotel Strandhill, Aritar

1965

They say you need to have Sun jades on your fingers before planning to search for routes in Drenjong. One bitter turn in the moods of the gods governing the valleys and you prepare yourself. However calculations you do, at the end of the day all that matters is your luck. Better wear auspicious stuff than hiding your woolents under your raincoat and cursing each other for choosing the wrong place at the wrong time to travel. You don't want to end up gathering so much knowledge in nephology after all. 

Even the Four Square between my fingers felt damp. I opened the window and a gush of fierce wind slapped my face. The weather that was just cloudy yesterday had turned into a mountain storm within 32 hours. I threw the cigarette out of the window and it landed on a pool of water. 

Meanwhile someone knocked on the door. 

" Come in", I shouted. 

The door opened and there stood a man with a face dark with disappointment, way darker than me. I couldn't resist the desire to mock.

" Ah, Michael ,my friend! So, what's our next plan?"

" Buddy, just don't start please. I am tired", he collapsed on a chair in front of me. I pitied him. 

" Have any cigarettes?", he stretched his hand.

I looked out of the window next to my bed. A few cars filled with unlucky tourists like us entered the hotel. 

" In a series note, what's our next plan?", I asked Michael as he released rings of smoke that ascended to the crafted wooden roof. 

" We have to wait for another 12 hours, Sam", he said more with disgust than disappointment, " The locals say either the weather condition will improve within this time lapse or…"

We sighed simultaneously. 

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" Sam", he said from the door.

" Hmm?"

" Sorry for dragging you here-"

" What rubbish you are talking about! We decided to come here together", I protested. 

And he shut the door leaving my room. 

I wasn't the one blaming him though. What would I blame him for? That he was the one to drag me out of my 'cozy' shelter in London and now we are stuck here, a part of northeastern India which is known to be a tourist spot now showering incessant rains to welcome us? He was in his own whimsical mood of having a world tour as he had had multiple times before as a photographer. Unlike other times, this time I was the one to accompany him. Not like I had that wild intention of tolerating tropical heat or needed sunburn on my English skin but there was something that hit me strangely when he said that he was going to visit India. Something in me that time spelled in my ears that I should not miss the opportunity to visit the country and I agreed to his proposal. Now, sitting in my hotel room, viewing the thunder play demonstrated by cumulonimbus through my window I pondered who was more whimsical among us. Michael had a reason to come. What was mine? Certainly I wasn't a man led by divinations. Nonetheless I wouldn't deny the the fact that me landing on Bagdogra airport was the result of that strange attraction towards India I harboured  for last couple of months. 

I shook my head to wipe off those thoughts. I had come to travel and the monotony and disgust from sitting still in a hotel room was  growing inside of me. I took a book out of my bag to distract myself.

" Dinner ready hain, sahab" a voice came with a knock at the door. 

I wasn't even feeling hungry at that time but the idea of spending time talking to other people rather than rotting alone in my room felt more appealing. So I stood up. 

Wrapping a chaadar I headed to the dining hall. 

Taking a turn near the stairs that led to the ground floor I entered the hall. In comparison to the other day, there were much more people talking and gossiping there. Number of people sharing badluck with us had increased in a few hours. I spotted that Punjabi Singh gentleman more by his signature laughter than his green turban. He clapped on the back of that young Nepalese lad, Temang and I was pretty unsure if he had survived that. Mr. Choudhury was talking to the manager, placing a little map on the table. I noticed Michael  on the right corner gossiping with that Belgian, Matthias and it wasn't that hard to guess what they were talking about by looking at their partially dissatisfied faces. Then there was that overenthusiastic Chinese man ( I forgot his name) who was chatting with that french Indian couple, Adrian Dupont and Claire Dupont. There were many more new tourists, both Europeans and Indians. I recognized a few. 

As I walked to them I could see the faces of new people with more clarity. I was a few feets away when I stopped all of a sudden.

A chill ran down my spine.

I found myself uttering something foreign involuntarily but couldn't even figure what I was blabbering. An intense migraine followed by nausea shattered my balance. My vision blurred, my head spun and the last thing I could remember was Michael shouting my name. 

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" Don't be shy! Consider this as a treat from me. Never in my life have I thought that one day my fellow policeman would fishnet a criminal!"

" The first thing I thought was to restrict him by any means and there was only one thing that was handy at that moment. Can you name it?"

" What?"

" The net. I told you, Captain"

" I don't remember when you last called me 'captain'"

" Oh please, answer my question!"

" I don't want to present myself as a clown by pronouncing that terribly, Suren, you know that."

" It's Vyashal. Now you owe me Whiskey."

" Thikache, Sir!"

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I woke up with my head pounding a bit. But I woke up. My vision was still blurry to recognise those leaned faces so I closed my eyes. 

" How are you feeling, Mr. Waltham?", Dr. Choudhury asked while checking my pulse. I simply nodded. 

" I don't think it's anything severe", Dr. Choudhury said, " Temang, please bring these medications from any nearby store. Don't panic, Mr. Evans, your friend will be alright after a good night's sleep. But for now, make sure he takes paracetamol after dinner."

I heard footsteps as one by one everyone left my room. Only Michael was left who voiced his concern,

" Are you feeling okay, brother?"

I gradually moved and sat on my bed. Michael handed me a glass of water. I drank it in silence. 

" Brother, what exactly happened?"

I sat straight. 

" I think it was acid reflux." 

" Hmm. Doctor said something of that kind. Did you drink any kind of local liquor without telling me?" 

I again remained silent.

" Mate", he put a hand on my shoulder and gently said, " be careful here", he chuckled, " These Indians once wiped us off this country. Not all things available here can be digested by your English stomach!"

Sikkim was Indian protectorate at that time but I couldn't help laughing at his statement. 

A few minutes later he got out of the room to bring my dinner. 

Then I closed my eyes. I needed to ponder…

There was a man, bespectacled, with shiny black hair who joined them in the dining hall. By his complexion he looked like an Indian... perhaps Bengali. He had looked at my eyes when my head started spinning. I knew those deep brown eyes. That countenance was unforgettable... something in me said that I knew his name.

I sighed. Maybe the doctor was right. I needed rest. 

After my dinner I was taking medicine when Michael seemed like a goofy child who just got his candy.

" What?", I asked.

" Look out of the window."

As I looked I realized there was no storm like before. It was drizzling, making the softest sound to soothe the mind. 

" I hope by next morning it will just be cloudy. Then we will go by our plans."

It was really good news and boosted my mind for such an extent that I forgot whatever the fuss I had created before. 

" Take rest, mate. You will be completely fine tomorrow morning. Good night." and he left. 

I spent the night swaying my head with a trail of thoughts coming and going like a mountain breeze. I saw many things, felt many things and those felt like important phases of my life, though the people I saw, the places I traveled never happened in my 30 years of life in London. My body ached with a feeling that I was missing something but my brain was going on its own route. 

I woke up. 

From a good dream or a nightmare I couldn't tell. 

It was early dawn. The first rays of the sun was yet to touch the valley. 

I opened the door and walked through a passage that led to a balcony. I halted. 

There was a man standing there holding a cup of hot chocolate. I didn't know for how long I was standing there because when I looked at him again consciously , a part of his face and hair was tinged with the first rays of sun. 

" Gentleman..."

The man turned towards me. I didn't get why I called him. I didn't even know what I was going to say next. 

" How are you feeling now, Mr. Waltham?"

There was a pause. None of us spoke for a moment. I wasn't feeling nauseous. I needed to stay strong. My gut feeling said I had to confront him. 

" Bose, Sourendra Bose. I should have introduced myself earlier. " 

( Idk where this is going...I have no idea lol. But @satrangee-ray , believe it or not I got this idea while talking to you...so : p. Golper naam i ba ki debo Janina...)

#sam wyndham #Surrender not Banerjee #Sam Wyndham series #fan fiction #reincarnation #they meet again