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ssunspoiled · 4 months
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I feel .hidden. but in a way that , whatevers above the surface needs to shift
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cocktailsfairytales · 10 months
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Something More by Evey Lyon is on sale for $.99 for a limited time only!
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Blurb: 
Bennett Blisswood wasn’t searching for more. But a surprise pregnancy has him thinking that fate has other plans…
The one-night stand with Kelsey was my comfort when I needed it and the escape she wanted. The friends-with-benefits arrangement that followed was our fun, barn trysts included. No strings, simple, and easy. That’s us. Except Kelsey just threw multiple sticks with two pink lines at me. Looks like our best-laid plans have hit a plot twist.
Now we’ve been thrown together on a deeper level as we begin the journey to becoming parents.
With no hesitation, I’m stepping right up for her and our kid—even making a crib with my bare hands. Of course, the town gossip mill is in full swing as they attempt to figure out the relationship status of Kelsey and me, and they’re not the only ones confused. Kelsey is beautiful, stubborn, and makes me want things. Call me traditional, but I make my intentions about our future very clear. She thinks I’m blinded by her growing belly, but her hesitation about us only challenges me to prove her wrong. And if she takes a chance on me, I can’t let her down. That’s the last thing I can do. Because I’m beginning to feel that Kelsey and me? We may just be something more…
This friends (with benefits)-to-lovers, surprise-baby romance is the second standalone book in the small-town Blisswood Brothers series that follows the brothers as they run their family winery and farm, Olive Owl.
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gumnut-logic · 5 years
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From the Joker and the Hero universe
Yes, it appears this is becoming a universe. I have no idea where this bit came from, but it was a scene I just had to write. @scribbles97 this is for you. I don’t know if it is anything like what we discussed, but you know, I have no control. I hope you enjoy this single scene, which will probably at some point evolve into somethingmore, just as soon as I work out what that is.
You can find The Joker and The Hero here.
Also, I’m dashing off to an appointment, so I haven’t proofed this yet, apologies. Hope it is okay. I wrote it very fast.
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She hadn’t been working there long and this was her first board meeting so it was major. This was the first time the boss had called such a meeting, emergency apparently.
When said boss lived on a tropical island and ran a world-wide and renowned rescue organisation apparently it was a major thing for everyone involved.
The whole building was in uproar. Scott Tracy was inbound.
It wasn’t because Mr Tracy was some kind of tyrannical overlord. It was because of Null.
She had been eating her breakfast when the ‘projector had blasted the news at her. Thunderbird Two had been stolen.
Stolen?
How the hell do you steal a Thunderbird? How the hell did you hide a Thunderbird? The Eye in the Sky saw everything.
But apparently it was possible and both Virgil and Gordon Tracy had disappeared with it.
Then Null had claimed responsibility.
It was like a flashback to the era of terrorism. The curses across the airwaves from world-wide community were blistering. The demands that the war between International Rescue and the Hood and his Chaos Crew was the price of the kidnappers.
Even she could predict the laughter on the Hood’s part. Who were these people kidding?
But then Thunderbird Two was found again, Gordon Tracy was fine except for a few bruises.
Virgil Tracy was in hospital.
Her office had been buzzing, mostly with outrage. There was the faith in International Rescue, the almost cult-like admiration for the five brothers who gave everything to save people’s lives. Something that Tracy Industries was part of, contributed to and financed. It was a mark of pride.
Several of her workmates had actually met the brothers at meetings and end of year functions. She had not. She hadn’t been here a year yet, and that year had seen the emergence of the Chaos Crew.
The Tracy brothers had been available less and less as the chaos increased.
She hated the Chaos Crew with a passion.
She could almost empathise with the Null people.
But to injure a Tracy brother...
Some claimed all hell was about to break loose. But others were more morbid. This was the second Tracy brother to be targeted in the last year or so. Gordon Tracy had been a victim of the Chaos crew themselves. Had almost died, in fact. Virgil, apparently, wasn’t anywhere near as injured, though no one had enough information to pinpoint exactly how the second eldest was hurt.
And here they were now, several weeks later, boss inbound and she was designated secretary for the meeting.
Hell.
She had never prepared a meeting so fast in her life.
The board members fluttered in from all directions. Several key stakeholders had also been called in. She had had to contact Mars, for crying out loud, Lee Taylor hadn’t hesitated.
How he was going to get here on time, she didn’t know, but he said he would be here.
The room was set up. She mentally ran through all the requirements, made sure each attendee had everything they needed.
Then IR security burst into the room.
Blue-grey uniforms, a man and a woman, stern faces. “Can I help you?”
“Carly Stevens?”
She nodded and the woman approached, scanner in hand. It was waved over her and she was rather cursorily inspected with those blue-grey eyes.
Carly froze.
The man was scoping out the room, another scanner in hand.
“Thunderbird Five, we are clear.”
Carly blinked.
“FAB. Eos is monitoring.”
That had to be John Tracy.
She had no clue what Eos was.
Then the board members started filing in and she was too busy to think further.
IR security scanned everyone.
There were complaints from some of the stodgy members. One eighty year old started muttering about terrorism and the hell it brought with it. One younger member, a Jill Taylor, said a sharp word and brought the muttering to an end as they all lined up at their chairs and sat down. The water jugs and refreshments were deployed.
The pleasing scent of coffee wafted around the room.
IR security stood ramrod straight either side of the main doors.
The moment everyone was settled those doors burst open and Scott Tracy strode in...with brothers either side of him.
The whole room fell silent.
Scott Tracy arriving for a board meeting was one thing. All five brothers and Kayo Kryano was another thing.
What the hell was going on.
Scott Tracy was not smiling.
And she hadn’t supplied enough chairs!
Shit!
Beside herself, she immediately threw herself out of her own chair and spun it around to the table. Members started shuffling. Some grunting in complaint.
She needed more chairs.
Scott Tracy held up a hand and the room froze into silence.
It was like he was some kind of messiah or god or something.
He certainly looked the part. Crisp suit, blue tie, hair coiffured within an inch of its life. Piercing blue eyes screaming intelligence scoped out the room.
She knew all the brothers from photographs and the ‘projector, but in the flesh, they screamed a power she had never expected.
Virgil Tracy stood to Mr Tracy’s right, shoulders straight and ever so broad under a suit almost as dark as his hair. Her eyes widened at the fading bruises on the man’s face. Gordon Tracy stood on his other side, something burning in his brown eyes that was completely the opposite of what she had seen in all the photos she had encountered of the man.
What the hell had happened?
John Tracy, hair a startling red stood on the other side of Mr Tracy, a tablet in his hand. His suit was almost as dark as Virgil’s but had a subtle blue-dark grey shift in colour, the turquoise of his tie setting off that hair in a riot of colour. He was mesmerising.
That left the shortest of the five. Blond, blue eyed, but as fierce as the other four stood to one side beyond John.
And Kayo Kyrano, uniformed and ready to kill.
That was the only description she could give the woman.
“Well, are we going to get this thing going? C’mon, Vincent, sit yourself down.” And Lee Taylor burst in behind them. The spell broke and the room animated again. Greetings started flowing back and forth and under the hawk eyes of security, the brothers joined the table as chairs were found.
Mr Tracy’s eyes, however, tracked everyone in the room and did not rest. They brushed over her and she shivered.
Hell.
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lilyssims · 5 years
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🥝
♡𝒸𝒶𝓉𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓂𝒷𝓁𝓇♡
@catssimblr,
Why I am not interacting more with Cat is actually beyond me. Judge me, it’s okay, I can take it! Okay Lily, but so.. why do you recommend a blog you interact so shamely little with? BECAUSE SHE HAS AN AMAZING STORY I’M FOLLOWING OKAY! Seriously! I haven’t read SomethingMore from the start, but I am loving what I see so so so much! She has such gorgeous sims” She makes story telling seem like a piece of cake. I swear sometimes you won’t need text to know what is happening on her pictures. They tell the story themselves ♥Did you know she also love the Addams Family? She stole my heart at that! Just saying! ♥
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new-poets-society · 6 years
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Teufelskreis
My cigarette needs a smoke break
This glass wants to drink the shelf
The clock’s hands try to kill time
As my mind learns to understand itself
The snake eats its tail
As I tally up my mistakes
To put them on display
As if I’m proud to fail
Here I am again
Collapsing into my self
Under pressure of perfection
I created my own hell
@somethingmore-thanfree @redrivergirl
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scent-sualvibes · 3 years
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🤷‍♀️ Now I know you all be like ..... errrrr .... 🤔 But what would you say to 🦋 want something more than just being mum/wife/partner or more than just work & bed 🙋‍♀️ 🦋 looking for a challenge or maybe just something to help build your confidence 🦋 making friends for life 🦋 support in every aspect of your life not just business 🦋 taking all your positive energy & channelling it into something that can help others be empowered & so much more 🦋 are you fun loving & missing getting upto a little bit of mischief maybe 🤷‍♀️🤣 🦋 & maybe a few extra pennies OR alot of extra pennies 😲 Is any of these you 👆👆👆👆👆 Then maybe 👀 you need to drop me a message & start your own journey ⭐ #Scentsualvibes #newchallenge2021 #funloving #ExtraIncome #somethingmore #positiveenergy #empoweringwomen #trysomethingnew #newfriends #newadventures (at United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/CKXGiRyrFQn/?igshid=1dkb01siwbz7u
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angelheartcottage · 4 years
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Day-14 Best. Mr Farnia & I reached a monumental decision today. Our health is a blessing to us... but we felt that there has to be more than what we have been doing. More than what traditional medicine has been telling us...or more precisely, what it hadn’t been telling us. My husband researches. He looks & delves & reads & writes. We had an appointment today with a man who practices acupuncture & Chinese medicine & who prescribes Chinese herbs that have gone through several purification processes. We’re excited. Encouraged. We feel good about this. And hopefully this will provide us with the help we’ve needed for some time. Especially for Mr Farnia. Go us. My 14th best will hopefully put us on the road to optimum health. #thechroniclesoffarnia #thingssoamazeme #wonder #health #chinesemedicine #acupuncture #hope #chineseherbs #somethingmore #goodthings #31daysofbest #day14 #14 https://www.instagram.com/p/CHmi4BFjFQq/?igshid=1w1te57wat1lm
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stacieoverman · 4 years
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In honor of breast cancer awareness month. I am sharing my angel painting with you. 💖👼🏼 Be sure to take care of yourself. You need your body to fulfill your soul purpose here. 💕 If you have not read my book, Angel Kisses No More Cancer yet, you will LOVE the messages from the angels. 💖Grab it today: 👉 https://amzn.to/2ZnWoPU ~ Stacie ##breastcancerfree #breastcancerawareness #breastcancerawarness #angels #angelpainting #angelkissesnomorecancer #angelkissesnomorecancerbook #igbooks #igauthors #igcoach #divinemessages #prophetic #godsmessenger #soulpurpose #somethingmore #empoweringwoman https://www.instagram.com/p/CFcQXJIHLqS/?igshid=1hptlmbf8rfpt
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wickedpaths · 6 years
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hide & seek 
( eddie & richie, at the tozier house. private. )
@boyfound
eddie
It was hard to describe, the feeling building up in his stomach slowly, forcefully, as he biked down the familiar streets towards Richie's house. Nothing had changed, really - Derry was quiet and eerie, laid out in the first subtle signs of dawn, and yet, everything was different. Nervousness, definitely, but not the kind that made him freak out and get scared and irrational (though fear was definitely a part of this too --- Richie was his best friend, and of course he didn't want all of this to come between their friendship), but for the most part, he was just... speechless. He had no idea what he was going to say, thoughts in his mind thick and hard to decipher, just random words and images piling on top of each other until he was completely unable to hold even one coherent thought except: He likes me too. He likes me too. He.. likes me too?
It seemed almost too good to be true, and a small, cruel fraction of his mind still insisted that this was all a sick joke, a prank, and he would find all the others at Richie's house, laughing, making fun of him. But it was Richie, after all, and since they had sworn to never lie to each other in first grade -- well, Eddie had kept his side of the promise, and he had no reason to believe that Richie didn't, either. 
So when his bike was leaning in its regular place against the Tozier garage, his feelings were still a turmoil, but at least he was 99% sure that they would be fine. Maybe even better than fine.   Shaking hand knocks on the door, and it's unlocked, as always, so he just barges in. 
"Hey. Hey, uh, I'm here. Listen, I ---", the words almost came spluttering out, excitement and nervousness finally getting the best of him. "You know I would have never.. If i hadn't slipped up, I -- I don't want you to think you have to -- " He interrupts himself, shuts his mouth forcefully. Don't fuck it up by being your usual annoying self. Just... don't.
richie
just come over. I'm done having this conversation.// I'll probably eat my entire inhaler.. ok ok I'm coming. fucking hell // it won't be that bad, jesus christ.
Richie spent the last half hour scrolling and scrolling through their conversation. Trying to make sense of things, trying to figure out  what the fuck just happened.  This isn't real, this isn't real, this isn't real... His the middle left arm was tinted chrimson, the amount of times he pinched himself, wanting to know if he was actually caught in some cruel dream. He was going to wake up any minute now, any minute, just wait for it. Wait, a pause, stifled breathing escaped his pursed lips. 
His back slumped into the cushions of his couch. His mind wavering. Thinking back to the day Eddie snuck out to see him. The way he felt seeing him that night, could've easily been labeled as anything but FRIENDLY. Just best friends, that was all they were right? He couldn't say that he hadn't thought about it before, the two of them together as something more, did he want the two of them to be somethingmore? He laughed it off, every minute of it. Trying to convince him they were just best friends. That the he feelings he felt were just because they had been together for most of their lives. After all, this is how friends felt towards each other, right? Best friends, that's all we'll ever be. This is fucking stupid, he's just fucking with me.
He sprung up from the cushions, the door sound of the door being forced open and there he was. The moment he saw him standing there, he could feel his stomach churning, his heart about ready to escape his chest. And he was right, this isn't how best friends should feel. Clammy palms reached down to wipe against the sides of his shorts. "Just shut the fuck up, no. I don't  —-  feel like I have to do any of this I.." he trailed off, eyes wandering to the floor. How the fuck did Eddie Kaspbrak of all people make him feel this way?
eddie
It really was something else, to see even Richie at a loss for words. For a moment, they were just standing there, in the middle of the living room, like they had turned into pillars of salt --- the air was made of honey, almost impossible to breathe ( or maybe that was just him ), he could feel that he'd started sweating profusely, hands knitted into fists as if he was a coil spring or a loaded grenade. His heart was pounding loud enough to be heard down the entire road, he was sure. 
One more second of silence and he would've probably lost his damn mind. 
"I - I don't know.. what to do." He admitted, voice glazed with - anxiety? probably - and he threw his hands up in a nondescriptive, half-desperate gesture. "I didn't want it to be like.. this." Arms still flapping about as if to include the whole room in the 'this'. "You know how many times I've thought about how I'd tell you? And I've had, like, a million scenarios perfectly planned out and now it's all.. different." If overthinking was an olympic discipline, he'd be the one to snatch the medal every year, without doubt. For nights and nights on end he had imagined what it would be like, grand romantic gestures and elaborate plots of their happily ever after, filled with Disney-esque scenery and dialogue and, well, the whole schtick. 
Reality was something else, he realized, and with a sigh, his shoulders fell, as if he had exhaled all the stress in one long breath.(edited)
richie
Second thoughts, a rush of anxiety. In an instant, all he could feel was guilt. Why the fuck did I think this was a good idea? Why Richie began to pace, back and forth for a moment before pausing in front of Eddie. His arms threw themselves upwards in quiet, inaudible desperation."How the fuck do you think I feel? You think I was expecting for any of THIS to happen in the first place?" he retorted, his eyebrows furrowed. He was beginning to feel frustrated, helpless. "You know I'm not even sure what to say or do I  —- when does this fucking happen? Me not knowing what to say." he was rambling now, stumbling over each word he spoke.  "I've never struggled with not knowing what to say, shit shit SHIT." 
He was pacing again, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. He was waiting for this moment to happen between the two of them. He went over the things he wanted to say in his head, piece by piece and as soon as Eddie stepped into the room, his thoughts disappeared. Everything forgotten in a instant. "I didn't know what I fucking expected when I told you to come over. I just knew I had to see you and  —-  shit."
eddie
The pacing started, and Eddie immediately felt his heart sink. Oh, shit. This wasn't good. Expression changed from simply confused and maybe overwhelmed to something else - frustrated? He understood where he was coming from, the situation as much scary as it was simply unknown, and he didn't know how to react. 
But if there was one thing he knew, it was that he, under no circumstances, wanted Richie to regret this -- not after they both had finally come clean about this.. thing. Whatever it was, they couldn't take it back anymore, and now it was standing between them, looming over their heads like a thunderstorm in summer, dangerous and dark and... scary. I don't want to lose my best friend.
Maybe it's reflexes, maybe it's some weird elaborate thought that made sense to his overwhelmed mind right now ( if there's something between you, you just gotta get to him. You just gotta... get to him ), but without as much of a sign of warning he crosses the distance between them, arms wrapping around Richie to stop him from pacing, just.. stop, stop pacing, you're freaking me out, we're gonna be fine. And that's what he mumbles into the curve of his neck, as familiar a place as his own bed or the back of his hand or the inside of his fannypack as they hug. 
"We're gonna be okay."
richie
We're going to be okay.  Those five words were enough to bring immediate comfort, the corners of his lips tugging upwards into delicate smile. Arms laced around Eddie's small frame, his heart rapidly beating in his chest. He wanted this moment to last forever, Richie didn't know how much he actually needed this, how much he actually wanted this."I'm sorry   —- fuck I just, I didn't know if this whole thing was some -- sick joke, I just.." a moments pause before a sigh escaped his lips, "I'm sorry, Eddie—- we're going to be okay." We're okay, he's okay. I'm okay. 
But only he was more than okay, he was happy. for once he felt safe, and even better —- he felt like he was... at home.(edited)
eddie
It was like immediate relief -- arms around Richie, feeling the other relax into the embrace, and he knew those words weren't just fiction. We're going to be okay. As long as they had each other... hell, they'd been through enough to know that as long as they had each other's backs, not even he devil could keep them apart. It was strangely reassuring to know that he hadn't been the only one with doubts -- too strange, too foreign seemed the idea of liking someone so forbidden in a world that made sure, every single day, that people knew how wrong it was. But how could this be wrong? 
"It's okay. I wasn't sure if it was real, either." Suddenly, all the awkwardness and anxiety was gone, faded to nithingness with the last remnants of his insecurity about all of this. "We can make this work, right? Somehow." The unspoken question hung in the air like a guillotine. Can we make this work in a town that did nothing but teach us that girls loved boys and boys loved girls and everything else was sin? -- no-one could know. Ever. Not if they wanted to survive in this hellhole.
richie
Could they just stay here forever, in each other’s embrace, act like the world and everything else in it didn’t exist... Being here with Eddie made him feel like all of his problems disappeared that nothing else really mattered.  “Thanks, for this —- for being here... with me.” 
I wasn’t sure if it was real either. It still didn’t feel real. Richie felt completely paralyzed, his body couldn’t move away from Eddie’s, arms still wrapped tightly around his best friend. He was afraid that as soon as he let go, he would wake up. Finding himself laying in his bed, staring at the open, empty ceiling above him. He was still convinced none of this was real but he didn’t want to think too heavily about everything the way he already was. “Fuck I — I think we can make this work —- I mean that is if you want to, I wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t .” There he was, rambling on again. His own insecurities were eating him away, he was afraid. No he wasn’t just afraid, he was terrified. He wasn’t used to this, feeling wanted or appreciated the way he was feeling now.
“Hey Eddie?”
eddie
"I wasn't even sure if I'd make it, you know?", he mumbled into Richie's neck, still tightly held by him, and it felt like the safest he had been in.. well. Maybe his entire life, but definitely in the last year. They didn't do this often enough, he realized, just hugging each other. Why didn't they do it more often? It felt like whatever was tearing him apart inside, just... stilled for a second, and the world stood still, and nothing was wrong for a moment.  "To your house, I mean. At one point I was so ready to just turn around. I was afraid that it was just.. you know. Not real." He didn't want to keep thinking about that dreaded feeling, instead focused on the relief und excitement of what was happening ( could be happening. will be happening. this is happening. f u c k ). 
What a question that was - if that's what you want to?. He almost couldn't help the soft chuckle, finally retreating a few inches to hold Richie at half an arms length, staring straight into his eyes. "Listen. I've wanted this for.. uh. Way too long. Let's put it like that. I'm not going anywhere. I'm ... in. I'm in. For the long run." Saying it out loud finally made it feel real for the first time, and he was smiling by now, bright as god knows what, heart almost exploding from how uncontainable his happiness suddenly was.
"Yeah?"
richie
He felt a strong sense of security, a sigh of reliefescaped his lips."I'm glad you didn't.. I wasn't so sure any of it was real either. I thought it was all —-  bullshit." he spluttered, and it was true. if he decided not to show, they wouldn't be where they were right now, in each other's arms. It was something they never did often even as best friends, after all these years. They spent most of their time bickering than to ever really sit down and appreciate each other. That was until after the events with IT, their friendship had changed and honestly, the pair was closer than they ever had been. 
Eyes locked into his as they pulled apart. I've wanted this for.. uh. Way too long. His smile beaming as his eyes drifted to the floor. He felt true happiness, something he hadn't felt in a long time, GENIUNE happiness. A sense of trust settled in his mind. He actually wanted to be with him, all this time. And here he was, worrying that the feelings shared between the pair were onesided. Richie assumed Eddie had only figured out just recently what his feelings were while he had been contemplating what the feelings he felt about their 'friendship' truly meant. It confused him, even sometimes brought him feelings of anxiety and constant paranoia. 'What if he found out how I felt, why the fuck do I feel this way about him? We're just best friends there's nothing else to it...' 
"Fuck I —- really do like you... like like you."
eddie
For the first time in a while, he realized how much he'd missed this - being close, genuine, just... themselves. Richie's smile was probably his favorite in the world, and to know he was the reason for it? God, he felt like he was close to exploding with affection. Of course he enjoyed their constant banter a lot, too, even though Richie had a way with words that could sometimes drive him crazy - but if you asked Eddie, that was just part of his charm. He knew not many people could stand it, but he liked Richie just the way he was - edges and flaws and all. Best friends, and maybe... well. Definitely more, too. 
Hearing him say it out loud made it all feel so overwhelming real for a second -- it was as if his breath suddenly got stuck in his throat, lips dry and palms sticky, the whole weight of what was happening crashing down on him at once. It was both the most terrifying and exhilarating notion in the world, and for a moment, he couldn't even speak, just stared, one hand sneakily intertwining their fingers, and it felt.. well, weird, maybe, a little bit, but also so fucking right that it was hard to imagine how he could ever go another day in his life without holding this exact hand right there. And how many days had gone by without them doing it.. it was almost exasperating, all the lost time. 
"Well, I.. like like you too."
It felt like the easiest thing in the world to say, now that he knew it wasn't just him - like the final puzzle piece falling into place.
richie
Everything was falling right into place. His eyes looking up to match his gaze. His knees felt weak, his palms became sticky with sweat — he didn’t know what to say and he certainly didn’t know how to feel... he was confused to say the least. But he didn’t want to question it. Just the thought of any given person, especially Eddie, having feelings for him of all people? It just didn’t settle well with him. He deserved so much better, so much more than what Richie had to offer. He was just some... loser trashmouth that never could watch his fucking words. He couldn’t control some of the things he said, and it bothered him. But he was thankful that Eddie was always so... patient with him all the time, no matter how much of an asshole he was to him, all of the time. He was the only person he wasn’t ashamed of being himself around, the one person that didn’t give him full fledged anxiety. 
His tough — fingers intertwined with his, pulling him out of his thoughts. He could physically hear his heart beating in his chest and he was sure you could hear it from miles away. Shit, shit, shit. I can’t believe he fucking makes me feel like this.
Well I.. like like you too.  Ever since the two confessed their feelings for one another, every word Eddie spoke caused Richie to crack a smile. “Thank fucking god.”
eddie
Of course he turned it into a slight joke ----but that's just who he was, and Eddie can't help the relieved laugh. 
"Well, lucky us. After all, one thing we did right." 
It wasn't awkward anymore in the sense of them being awkward - but they were still standing in the middle of the living room, hands now intertwined, and he didn't quite know where to go from here. In a movie, this was probably the part when the happy couple kissed, happy end, end screen, credits - but this wasn't a movie, and he really didn't think that kissing was a great idea right now. ( not only because of all the germs, but because he felt like he had exhausted his emotional capacity of new things to do for one night. holding hands was... good. it felt nice, even though their hands were clammy and disgusting, but for once, he couldn't bring himself to care. but that it was for now - holding hands was enough of a step forward. ) 
"So, uh... you wanna watch a movie or something?", he suggested, idea simply born out of the fact that they really didn't have much else to do. "Or do you wanna keep standing here and talk feelings all night? Be mushy and gross?" He was teasing by now, hand nudging forward as if in an attempt to tickle Richie, causing their foreheads to bump together -- and with a shallow breath, he just needed to close his eyes for a moment, staying with their faces touching just slightly, simply enjoying the closeness. He could do that now, and that was an experience in and off itself.
richie
“It’s not the only thing we did right, becoming friends still counts as.. something right? I mean we wouldn’t be here now if it wasn’t for that.” He wanted to kiss him, but he couldn’t bring himself to. He was nervous to say the very least, not just nervous, he just knew holding hands was a big step for Eddie. Between the sweat coming of both of their hands and all the bacteria that was probably being shared, the thought was probably enough to freak Eddie out. Of course he wouldn’t mention it to him and as much as he wanted to thank him for it, he didn’t want him to overthink it as much as he probably was at that point. So he stood there, silently appreciating every minute of it nonetheless. 
“Disgusting, I think I’d rather watch a movie, just no disney shit. I think I’ve had enough mushyness being with you as it is.” Foreheads bumping together, the warmth he felt with the two being as close as they were, Richie could feel his face start to ache. He was smiling, probably a bit too much, but he’s never felt genuine happiness until this moment.
eddie
"Okay, right. You're right. I'm glad I saved you out of that trashcan." 
 On their first day of school, Richie had already gotten it bad -- Bowers seemed to somehow have a sixth sense as to who he wanted to bully, and Richie with his thick glasses, foul-mouthed personality and utter inability to ever shut up... well, it had only been a matter of minutes for him to be head first in the trashcan in front of the school. Eddie had seen it all, how Richie was screaming and ighting and throwing limbs about, but in the end, he had been stuck in the can, no matter how hard he fought. Bowers was simply too strong. 
The moment was over far too soon, Eddie retreating back, but still unwilling to let go of Richie's hand. t just felt.. right, the way it was, and if he could somehow hold his hand for the rest of the evening - well, he wasn't complaining. 
"We can watch Terminator!", Eddie suggested, eyes lighting up. He knew how much Richie loved that movie, and even though he wasn't exactly a fan himself, the prospect of seeing Richie all indulged and passionate and happy was enough for him.
richie
“I owe you, a shit ton for that one.” God he felt like such a loser, but just meeting Eddie through it all, made the whole situation a lot more bearable. They were labeled losers by the Bowers gang on the daily, so often that Richie began to answer to the label every time it was spoken in his general area. But being a loser wasn’t so bad. Eddie was also a loser. But they weren’t just losers, they were losers together. That’s how they became best friends and that’s what they will always remember themselves as. 
 Richie gave Eddie’s hand a gentle reassuring squeeze, an action enough to show him that he didn’t want to let his hand go either because somehow he knew he felt the same. 
His eyes brightened up, the corners of his lips tugging up into an overwhelming smile. vigorous nodding of his head “Fuck yes, you know how much I love that movie, it’s one of my favorites. Let’s go!!” He rambled pulling Eddie over to the couch. He knew Eddie wasn’t much of a fan of the film and he was just suggesting it to make Richie happy, but he was thankful nonetheless. Thankful that his best friend would sit through his favorite films without hesitation.
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Sometimes, life just seems really worthless and meaningless. We sit here. Day after day, doing the things we hate most just to get it over with and get to the next day. We lie here in agony, wishing for adventure. Wishing for love. Hope. Happiness. Anything to just take the pain away. We watch and read all of these things telling great tales of heros and quests. Yet we're here. Doing the same old thing. Every. Fucking. Day. Is it too much to ask to be special? Sure, we're all different. But we're just people. Simplistic. Average. Humans. Not heros, wizards, knights, kings, queens, anything. Just people trying to get through life. Trying to find an escape. I try everything i can to find a way to escape. I read. I watch. I listen. I explore. I do it all. Yet theres still an empty void inside me that longs to be filled. Its lonely. Why do we have to suffer an unfullfilling life of dissapointment. Being a child was much simpler. Juat simply let your imagination run wild and youcan conjure up anything you need. Want to be a prince on a quest to fighta dragon? Done. Be a pirate, fighting and theiving your way to the top? Done. You could be anything you wanted, do anything, as long as you can think it. As we grow older we struggle to find that happy place of imagination. Ideas of adventure that were so easy to imagine as a child, shrivel up. We long for somethingmore tangible, something we can feel and actually know it exists. Yet we all know its impossible. We search and search and search. To no avail. Theres nothing. Imagination dies. Its sad, i know. There's always a time when adults would say that you'rethe most imaginative child they've ever met. Its all downhill once those comments stop. You lose yourself in reality. That fun is gone. Replaced with responsibility. You just ache to rest. Sleep. To get away from the aching pangs of The reality of tomorrow. Sometimes i wonder if its eveb worth trying anymore. Trying to find that adventure. The glory. The imagination. We give up far too easily. We just dont try. We make up excuses that oh, theres homework i need to do, oh, im too tired, oh, i need to practice. There's just no more time... The clock runs fast. Life is too short for adventure, you're likely to miss it... Its sad. I know. But it's true. Sometimes i wonder why we're even here. If some of us are going to suffer, why arent we just gone. If we dont belong, Who's to say we ever will. Life isn't fair. All it does it take. It takes youth. It takes love. It takes imagination. It takes money. It takes time. Everything. And there's simply nothing we can do about it. Why?. Just why?
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Naagkanya Ek Anokhi Rakshak || Episode 04 || New TV Show || Dangal TV Channel
Julie.
.
.
Sona! Why are weird things happening with me since the last few days? I’m able to run faster than cheetah.
My eyesight has becomesharper than an eagle.
I came back to life after I died.
Am I myself or somebody else? Sona, my dear.
.
.
Sona, my dear.
Open the door.
The food is getting cold.
I’ve made your favouritevegetable and yogurt dip.
Come out quickly.
I’m not in the mood to eat.
You should eat to satiateyour hunger and not for your mood.
You can have dinner.
I’m not hungry.
You’re my darling daughter.
Eat a little.
Do something.
Have fried flatbreadswhile watching television.
Your favourite film is being aired on TV.
The film in which a manis bitten by a spider and he starts climbing walls.
Madam, it’s Spiderman.
Yes, right.
Diaper man.
My dear, please come out.
Sona.
Why are you disturbing her? She said she’ll eat later.
You know its naturalto be worried for her.
She never locked her door before.
Why did she do this today? What are you saying? Is she a child? The children nowadays need time and space for themselves.
Why? is she planning to go to space? You’re talking nonsense.
Oh no! I hope she’s nothaving an affair with a boy.
Empty mind is the devil’s workshop.
Think before you say something.
Stop guarding her and go from here.
She will eat when she feels like.
Have I got the powersof the snake after it bit me? I’ll do something.
I’ll seek the help ofthe computer for my problems.
Which animal is it that runs very fast, an hear anything and see in the dark.
All these are thecharacteristics of a snake.
I’ll search about serpent girl again.
O Lord, answer me correctly this time.
Serpent girls in India.
According to Indianfolklore there are snakes that can change their forms.
The snake skin appearsand disappears from time to time.
She can run very fast, see in the dark and she’s very energetic.
The same things are happening to me.
Am I.
.
.
It means according to the internet.
.
.
I’m a serpent girl.
Guruji, greetings to you from Takshesh.
Speak up.
Why did you betray me? You said that I’ll get the Nagmaniif I get the 800 year old snakeskin.
You said that the snakeskinwould attract the Nagmani.
Didn’t you? You didn’t mention about any serpent girl.
The snakeskin has mergedwith the serpent girl.
What was that? Why didn’t you tell me? Speak up.
Whatever you said just now is true.
But the fact that the snakeskinmerged with the girl indicates that she has someconnection with the Nagmani.
Where’s the Nagmani? Sona, you’re hurt.
What is this? I got hurt and there’s no pain.
Great! I’m having fun.
This means that nobodycan challenge me now.
I’ll teach them a lesson.
Yes! What if I land in furtherproblems because of these powers? When I was a normal girl, problems were my best friend.
And now I’m special.
What else can happen with me? When I killed Vaishali her daughter wasn’t with her.
Where was she? Oh! So, the girl is family.
The daughter of my dearbrother and sister-in-law.
The girl who’s theprotector of the Nagmani.
I must find her now.
After all an uncleand his niece must reunite.
I’ve to attain the Nagmani from her.
Why doesn’t Sona come on time? She’ll arrive on time if shewalks properly and reaches the stop.
She keeps falling at every step.
She’s a stupid girl.
She must be in bad moodbecause of yesterday’s scolding so she didn’t come.
I’m in great mood today andready to do today’s assignment.
What do I have to do? From where did she come? Look, I’m here.
Julie, doesn’t Sona appear changed? What kind of change? Is there anything on myface or is my hair disheveled? No, a change that’s good.
You now the glow of confidence.
It’s clearly visible today.
Good job, Sona.
Forget it and tell mewhat am I supposed to do today.
The giver of joys andthe one who takes away sorrows.
Anybody who wishes to get rid of sorrows and wants joys and prosperity in life one who wants a good lifeand wants to fulfill his dreams should come here.
He’s the giver of joys andthe one who takes away sorrows.
Krish, look there.
He’s the man you were looking for.
Take away the owl.
After yesterday’s incidentI think I should do the recording.
Okay.
Fine.
I’ll take the interview.
That’s because when Juliecomes before the camera she sets the screen on fire.
Watch and learn.
Okay? Please.
You won’t take the interview.
-Sona will take the interview.
-This stupid girl? How can I take the interview? What do you mean? Remember what PP sir said.
This is your last chance.
You should grab this opportunity.
How will you win if you acceptdefeat before the war starts? Not at all.
Brave are those who facechallenges in the battlefield.
The ones who don’t facechallenges aren’t b rave at all.
That was absolutely right.
Good.
I’ve said this proverb correctly.
If my father heard mehe would’ve been so surprised that he would’ve forgottento stitch clothes.
Let’s go.
This magical feather willguide me to the serpent girl.
Today’s sensational news.
There’s a man who claims he'llhelp us get rid of stress and problems.
He claims that if you keep the owl that is giver of joys and thehelps you get rid of sorrows at home then your life willbe happy and prosperous.
Come, let’s find out thetruth about the owl from him.
Are your claims about the owl true? 200%.
Sister, this is not an ordinary owl.
This owl has been born withthe blessings of gods and goddesses.
Once it steps inside anybody'shouse it resolves all problems.
This own helps you getrid of all the problems in life.
The problems get resolved but how.
When the owl sees anyone introuble his colour changes to red and he warns the person of danger.
What are you saying? Its colour changes? Ask questions.
I want to know why should webelieve that what you’re saying is true.
It’s a matter of faith.
If you’ve faith it’s god foryou else it’s just a piece of stone.
Today’s viewers want proof.
Tell us before the cameraif you’re ready to prove yourself.
Of course.
If I cut my finger theowl will change it color.
Of course.
I didn’t even cut my fingerand the owl changed its colour.
But how? Problem, there’s serious problem.
Krish.
Krish.
Give me the camera.
Why is the owl chasing the man? He was right.
This girl is the serpent girl and my Nagmaani is inside her.
This is an owl with extraordinary powers.
Just now it changedits colour and turned red.
Now he has turned back to grey.
This is nothing short of a miracle.
This was the storyof the owl that brings joys and helps one get rid of problems.
If you want to hear and knowabout more such interesting stories stay tuned to Sach Ka Samna.
This is reporter Sonawith cameraman Krish.
Sister, you’ve increased its demands.
The buys are waiting for it.
Thank you.
Great work, Sona.
It’s brilliant.
You’ve recorded everything.
This is far betterthan your first interview.
Sir will be impressed.
Krish, are you okay? I hope you’re not hurt.
Oh! I’m absolutely fine.
I fail to understand something.
Why was the owl after that man? Oh god! Silly girl, it was what the owl can spot.
Problem.
Problem, .
C'mon lets go.
Have one more morsel.
Mom.
Dad.
Look at this.
This is my first interview.
Today’s sensational news.
There’s a man who claims he’ll helpus get rid of stress and problems.
He claims that if you keep the owl that is giver of joys andthe helps you get rid of sorrows.
.
.
Well-done, my child.
this is great job.
I pray that nobodycasts his evil eye on you.
Well-done, my child.
You’ve made me proud.
I always said that mydaughter is no less than sons.
She’s better than the boys.
Well-said, sir.
There’s a man who claims he’ll helpus get rid of stress and problems.
If you want to see and hearmore such interesting stories then stay tuned to Sach Ka Samna.
This is reporter Sonawith cameraman Krish.
I didn’t have to toil hard to find you.
It seems your end is near.
Sona.
Sona has done a great interview.
She has sent the veryfirst ball for six runs.
She’s the Virat Kholi of Sach Ka Samna.
I also think the same.
What do you say, guys? Oh hello! Hello! I could’ve done it better than her.
I don’t know what Krishfinds special in her.
She has the wish to workhard and a passion for journalism.
But, you can’t see it.
Really, Krish? -Is that what you think about me?-Of course.
PP sir is calling me.
-Oh god!-What? Why is he calling me? Have I made any mistake? What can be wrong now? You’ve taken such a nice interview.
He must’ve called to appreciate you.
-C'mon, let’s go.
Shall we?-Yes.
Let’s go.
Ninety nine.
Hundred.
Two hundred.
Three hundred.
Three hundred.
Very good.
Wow! That was great news.
Fantastic! Awesome, Sundarlal.
Sir, I’m Sona.
What’s in a name? Get ready.
We’re soon going toget a lot of assignments.
It’s going to start with his assignment.
Meet him.
He’s TP Tushar Prasad.
And he has an interesting piece of news.
TP, meet my boys and girls.
I think I’ve seen you somewhere.
I’m very close to you.
.
.
in matters of work.
I’m an experienced man inthe profession you’ve just entered.
It’s also my professionto look for sensational news.
Very good.
Now that you'vebeen introduced, let’s discuss work.
TP, tell her.
Look at this idol carefully.
What’s special about this? The specialty of this idolis that it turns everything that it touches to gold.
Anything.
.
.
you mean pen, paper, diary, flowers it can transform anything into gold? Absolutely.
-Me too?-What? I’m already Sona (gold).
Why do I need to turn into gold? Jokes apart.
Why should we believe you? It can be fake news.
Look at this.
I trust him.
This news will make Sach KaSamna overnight international sensation.
Go and cover the news.
Get back to work.
I’ll also go back to work.
-Go.
Go.
-Okay.
Nice to meet you.
I’m going to get somethingmore precious than gold.
I’ll snatch the Naagmani from you.
.
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Naagkanya Ek Anokhi Rakshak || Episode 04 || New TV Show || Dangal TV Channel
Julie.
.
.
Sona! Why are weird things happening with me since the last few days? I’m able to run faster than cheetah.
My eyesight has becomesharper than an eagle.
I came back to life after I died.
Am I myself or somebody else? Sona, my dear.
.
.
Sona, my dear.
Open the door.
The food is getting cold.
I’ve made your favouritevegetable and yogurt dip.
Come out quickly.
I’m not in the mood to eat.
You should eat to satiateyour hunger and not for your mood.
You can have dinner.
I’m not hungry.
You’re my darling daughter.
Eat a little.
Do something.
Have fried flatbreadswhile watching television.
Your favourite film is being aired on TV.
The film in which a manis bitten by a spider and he starts climbing walls.
Madam, it’s Spiderman.
Yes, right.
Diaper man.
My dear, please come out.
Sona.
Why are you disturbing her? She said she’ll eat later.
You know its naturalto be worried for her.
She never locked her door before.
Why did she do this today? What are you saying? Is she a child? The children nowadays need time and space for themselves.
Why? is she planning to go to space? You’re talking nonsense.
Oh no! I hope she’s nothaving an affair with a boy.
Empty mind is the devil’s workshop.
Think before you say something.
Stop guarding her and go from here.
She will eat when she feels like.
Have I got the powersof the snake after it bit me? I’ll do something.
I’ll seek the help ofthe computer for my problems.
Which animal is it that runs very fast, an hear anything and see in the dark.
All these are thecharacteristics of a snake.
I’ll search about serpent girl again.
O Lord, answer me correctly this time.
Serpent girls in India.
According to Indianfolklore there are snakes that can change their forms.
The snake skin appearsand disappears from time to time.
She can run very fast, see in the dark and she’s very energetic.
The same things are happening to me.
Am I.
.
.
It means according to the internet.
.
.
I’m a serpent girl.
Guruji, greetings to you from Takshesh.
Speak up.
Why did you betray me? You said that I’ll get the Nagmaniif I get the 800 year old snakeskin.
You said that the snakeskinwould attract the Nagmani.
Didn’t you? You didn’t mention about any serpent girl.
The snakeskin has mergedwith the serpent girl.
What was that? Why didn’t you tell me? Speak up.
Whatever you said just now is true.
But the fact that the snakeskinmerged with the girl indicates that she has someconnection with the Nagmani.
Where’s the Nagmani? Sona, you’re hurt.
What is this? I got hurt and there’s no pain.
Great! I’m having fun.
This means that nobodycan challenge me now.
I’ll teach them a lesson.
Yes! What if I land in furtherproblems because of these powers? When I was a normal girl, problems were my best friend.
And now I’m special.
What else can happen with me? When I killed Vaishali her daughter wasn’t with her.
Where was she? Oh! So, the girl is family.
The daughter of my dearbrother and sister-in-law.
The girl who’s theprotector of the Nagmani.
I must find her now.
After all an uncleand his niece must reunite.
I’ve to attain the Nagmani from her.
Why doesn’t Sona come on time? She’ll arrive on time if shewalks properly and reaches the stop.
She keeps falling at every step.
She’s a stupid girl.
She must be in bad moodbecause of yesterday’s scolding so she didn’t come.
I’m in great mood today andready to do today’s assignment.
What do I have to do? From where did she come? Look, I’m here.
Julie, doesn’t Sona appear changed? What kind of change? Is there anything on myface or is my hair disheveled? No, a change that’s good.
You now the glow of confidence.
It’s clearly visible today.
Good job, Sona.
Forget it and tell mewhat am I supposed to do today.
The giver of joys andthe one who takes away sorrows.
Anybody who wishes to get rid of sorrows and wants joys and prosperity in life one who wants a good lifeand wants to fulfill his dreams should come here.
He’s the giver of joys andthe one who takes away sorrows.
Krish, look there.
He’s the man you were looking for.
Take away the owl.
After yesterday’s incidentI think I should do the recording.
Okay.
Fine.
I’ll take the interview.
That’s because when Juliecomes before the camera she sets the screen on fire.
Watch and learn.
Okay? Please.
You won’t take the interview.
-Sona will take the interview.
-This stupid girl? How can I take the interview? What do you mean? Remember what PP sir said.
This is your last chance.
You should grab this opportunity.
How will you win if you acceptdefeat before the war starts? Not at all.
Brave are those who facechallenges in the battlefield.
The ones who don’t facechallenges aren’t b rave at all.
That was absolutely right.
Good.
I’ve said this proverb correctly.
If my father heard mehe would’ve been so surprised that he would’ve forgottento stitch clothes.
Let’s go.
This magical feather willguide me to the serpent girl.
Today’s sensational news.
There’s a man who claims he'llhelp us get rid of stress and problems.
He claims that if you keep the owl that is giver of joys and thehelps you get rid of sorrows at home then your life willbe happy and prosperous.
Come, let’s find out thetruth about the owl from him.
Are your claims about the owl true? 200%.
Sister, this is not an ordinary owl.
This owl has been born withthe blessings of gods and goddesses.
Once it steps inside anybody'shouse it resolves all problems.
This own helps you getrid of all the problems in life.
The problems get resolved but how.
When the owl sees anyone introuble his colour changes to red and he warns the person of danger.
What are you saying? Its colour changes? Ask questions.
I want to know why should webelieve that what you’re saying is true.
It’s a matter of faith.
If you’ve faith it’s god foryou else it’s just a piece of stone.
Today’s viewers want proof.
Tell us before the cameraif you’re ready to prove yourself.
Of course.
If I cut my finger theowl will change it color.
Of course.
I didn’t even cut my fingerand the owl changed its colour.
But how? Problem, there’s serious problem.
Krish.
Krish.
Give me the camera.
Why is the owl chasing the man? He was right.
This girl is the serpent girl and my Nagmaani is inside her.
This is an owl with extraordinary powers.
Just now it changedits colour and turned red.
Now he has turned back to grey.
This is nothing short of a miracle.
This was the storyof the owl that brings joys and helps one get rid of problems.
If you want to hear and knowabout more such interesting stories stay tuned to Sach Ka Samna.
This is reporter Sonawith cameraman Krish.
Sister, you’ve increased its demands.
The buys are waiting for it.
Thank you.
Great work, Sona.
It’s brilliant.
You’ve recorded everything.
This is far betterthan your first interview.
Sir will be impressed.
Krish, are you okay? I hope you’re not hurt.
Oh! I’m absolutely fine.
I fail to understand something.
Why was the owl after that man? Oh god! Silly girl, it was what the owl can spot.
Problem.
Problem, .
C'mon lets go.
Have one more morsel.
Mom.
Dad.
Look at this.
This is my first interview.
Today’s sensational news.
There’s a man who claims he’ll helpus get rid of stress and problems.
He claims that if you keep the owl that is giver of joys andthe helps you get rid of sorrows.
.
.
Well-done, my child.
this is great job.
I pray that nobodycasts his evil eye on you.
Well-done, my child.
You’ve made me proud.
I always said that mydaughter is no less than sons.
She’s better than the boys.
Well-said, sir.
There’s a man who claims he’ll helpus get rid of stress and problems.
If you want to see and hearmore such interesting stories then stay tuned to Sach Ka Samna.
This is reporter Sonawith cameraman Krish.
I didn’t have to toil hard to find you.
It seems your end is near.
Sona.
Sona has done a great interview.
She has sent the veryfirst ball for six runs.
She’s the Virat Kholi of Sach Ka Samna.
I also think the same.
What do you say, guys? Oh hello! Hello! I could’ve done it better than her.
I don’t know what Krishfinds special in her.
She has the wish to workhard and a passion for journalism.
But, you can’t see it.
Really, Krish? -Is that what you think about me?-Of course.
PP sir is calling me.
-Oh god!-What? Why is he calling me? Have I made any mistake? What can be wrong now? You’ve taken such a nice interview.
He must’ve called to appreciate you.
-C'mon, let’s go.
Shall we?-Yes.
Let’s go.
Ninety nine.
Hundred.
Two hundred.
Three hundred.
Three hundred.
Very good.
Wow! That was great news.
Fantastic! Awesome, Sundarlal.
Sir, I’m Sona.
What’s in a name? Get ready.
We’re soon going toget a lot of assignments.
It’s going to start with his assignment.
Meet him.
He’s TP Tushar Prasad.
And he has an interesting piece of news.
TP, meet my boys and girls.
I think I’ve seen you somewhere.
I’m very close to you.
.
.
in matters of work.
I’m an experienced man inthe profession you’ve just entered.
It’s also my professionto look for sensational news.
Very good.
Now that you'vebeen introduced, let’s discuss work.
TP, tell her.
Look at this idol carefully.
What’s special about this? The specialty of this idolis that it turns everything that it touches to gold.
Anything.
.
.
you mean pen, paper, diary, flowers it can transform anything into gold? Absolutely.
-Me too?-What? I’m already Sona (gold).
Why do I need to turn into gold? Jokes apart.
Why should we believe you? It can be fake news.
Look at this.
I trust him.
This news will make Sach KaSamna overnight international sensation.
Go and cover the news.
Get back to work.
I’ll also go back to work.
-Go.
Go.
-Okay.
Nice to meet you.
I’m going to get somethingmore precious than gold.
I’ll snatch the Naagmani from you.
.
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Naagkanya Ek Anokhi Rakshak || Episode 04 || New TV Show || Dangal TV Channel
Julie.
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Sona! Why are weird things happening with me since the last few days? I’m able to run faster than cheetah.
My eyesight has becomesharper than an eagle.
I came back to life after I died.
Am I myself or somebody else? Sona, my dear.
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Sona, my dear.
Open the door.
The food is getting cold.
I’ve made your favouritevegetable and yogurt dip.
Come out quickly.
I’m not in the mood to eat.
You should eat to satiateyour hunger and not for your mood.
You can have dinner.
I’m not hungry.
You’re my darling daughter.
Eat a little.
Do something.
Have fried flatbreadswhile watching television.
Your favourite film is being aired on TV.
The film in which a manis bitten by a spider and he starts climbing walls.
Madam, it’s Spiderman.
Yes, right.
Diaper man.
My dear, please come out.
Sona.
Why are you disturbing her? She said she’ll eat later.
You know its naturalto be worried for her.
She never locked her door before.
Why did she do this today? What are you saying? Is she a child? The children nowadays need time and space for themselves.
Why? is she planning to go to space? You’re talking nonsense.
Oh no! I hope she’s nothaving an affair with a boy.
Empty mind is the devil’s workshop.
Think before you say something.
Stop guarding her and go from here.
She will eat when she feels like.
Have I got the powersof the snake after it bit me? I’ll do something.
I’ll seek the help ofthe computer for my problems.
Which animal is it that runs very fast, an hear anything and see in the dark.
All these are thecharacteristics of a snake.
I’ll search about serpent girl again.
O Lord, answer me correctly this time.
Serpent girls in India.
According to Indianfolklore there are snakes that can change their forms.
The snake skin appearsand disappears from time to time.
She can run very fast, see in the dark and she’s very energetic.
The same things are happening to me.
Am I.
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It means according to the internet.
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I’m a serpent girl.
Guruji, greetings to you from Takshesh.
Speak up.
Why did you betray me? You said that I’ll get the Nagmaniif I get the 800 year old snakeskin.
You said that the snakeskinwould attract the Nagmani.
Didn’t you? You didn’t mention about any serpent girl.
The snakeskin has mergedwith the serpent girl.
What was that? Why didn’t you tell me? Speak up.
Whatever you said just now is true.
But the fact that the snakeskinmerged with the girl indicates that she has someconnection with the Nagmani.
Where’s the Nagmani? Sona, you’re hurt.
What is this? I got hurt and there’s no pain.
Great! I’m having fun.
This means that nobodycan challenge me now.
I’ll teach them a lesson.
Yes! What if I land in furtherproblems because of these powers? When I was a normal girl, problems were my best friend.
And now I’m special.
What else can happen with me? When I killed Vaishali her daughter wasn’t with her.
Where was she? Oh! So, the girl is family.
The daughter of my dearbrother and sister-in-law.
The girl who’s theprotector of the Nagmani.
I must find her now.
After all an uncleand his niece must reunite.
I’ve to attain the Nagmani from her.
Why doesn’t Sona come on time? She’ll arrive on time if shewalks properly and reaches the stop.
She keeps falling at every step.
She’s a stupid girl.
She must be in bad moodbecause of yesterday’s scolding so she didn’t come.
I’m in great mood today andready to do today’s assignment.
What do I have to do? From where did she come? Look, I’m here.
Julie, doesn’t Sona appear changed? What kind of change? Is there anything on myface or is my hair disheveled? No, a change that’s good.
You now the glow of confidence.
It’s clearly visible today.
Good job, Sona.
Forget it and tell mewhat am I supposed to do today.
The giver of joys andthe one who takes away sorrows.
Anybody who wishes to get rid of sorrows and wants joys and prosperity in life one who wants a good lifeand wants to fulfill his dreams should come here.
He’s the giver of joys andthe one who takes away sorrows.
Krish, look there.
He’s the man you were looking for.
Take away the owl.
After yesterday’s incidentI think I should do the recording.
Okay.
Fine.
I’ll take the interview.
That’s because when Juliecomes before the camera she sets the screen on fire.
Watch and learn.
Okay? Please.
You won’t take the interview.
-Sona will take the interview.
-This stupid girl? How can I take the interview? What do you mean? Remember what PP sir said.
This is your last chance.
You should grab this opportunity.
How will you win if you acceptdefeat before the war starts? Not at all.
Brave are those who facechallenges in the battlefield.
The ones who don’t facechallenges aren’t b rave at all.
That was absolutely right.
Good.
I’ve said this proverb correctly.
If my father heard mehe would’ve been so surprised that he would’ve forgottento stitch clothes.
Let’s go.
This magical feather willguide me to the serpent girl.
Today’s sensational news.
There’s a man who claims he'llhelp us get rid of stress and problems.
He claims that if you keep the owl that is giver of joys and thehelps you get rid of sorrows at home then your life willbe happy and prosperous.
Come, let’s find out thetruth about the owl from him.
Are your claims about the owl true? 200%.
Sister, this is not an ordinary owl.
This owl has been born withthe blessings of gods and goddesses.
Once it steps inside anybody'shouse it resolves all problems.
This own helps you getrid of all the problems in life.
The problems get resolved but how.
When the owl sees anyone introuble his colour changes to red and he warns the person of danger.
What are you saying? Its colour changes? Ask questions.
I want to know why should webelieve that what you’re saying is true.
It’s a matter of faith.
If you’ve faith it’s god foryou else it’s just a piece of stone.
Today’s viewers want proof.
Tell us before the cameraif you’re ready to prove yourself.
Of course.
If I cut my finger theowl will change it color.
Of course.
I didn’t even cut my fingerand the owl changed its colour.
But how? Problem, there’s serious problem.
Krish.
Krish.
Give me the camera.
Why is the owl chasing the man? He was right.
This girl is the serpent girl and my Nagmaani is inside her.
This is an owl with extraordinary powers.
Just now it changedits colour and turned red.
Now he has turned back to grey.
This is nothing short of a miracle.
This was the storyof the owl that brings joys and helps one get rid of problems.
If you want to hear and knowabout more such interesting stories stay tuned to Sach Ka Samna.
This is reporter Sonawith cameraman Krish.
Sister, you’ve increased its demands.
The buys are waiting for it.
Thank you.
Great work, Sona.
It’s brilliant.
You’ve recorded everything.
This is far betterthan your first interview.
Sir will be impressed.
Krish, are you okay? I hope you’re not hurt.
Oh! I’m absolutely fine.
I fail to understand something.
Why was the owl after that man? Oh god! Silly girl, it was what the owl can spot.
Problem.
Problem, .
C'mon lets go.
Have one more morsel.
Mom.
Dad.
Look at this.
This is my first interview.
Today’s sensational news.
There’s a man who claims he’ll helpus get rid of stress and problems.
He claims that if you keep the owl that is giver of joys andthe helps you get rid of sorrows.
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Well-done, my child.
this is great job.
I pray that nobodycasts his evil eye on you.
Well-done, my child.
You’ve made me proud.
I always said that mydaughter is no less than sons.
She’s better than the boys.
Well-said, sir.
There’s a man who claims he’ll helpus get rid of stress and problems.
If you want to see and hearmore such interesting stories then stay tuned to Sach Ka Samna.
This is reporter Sonawith cameraman Krish.
I didn’t have to toil hard to find you.
It seems your end is near.
Sona.
Sona has done a great interview.
She has sent the veryfirst ball for six runs.
She’s the Virat Kholi of Sach Ka Samna.
I also think the same.
What do you say, guys? Oh hello! Hello! I could’ve done it better than her.
I don’t know what Krishfinds special in her.
She has the wish to workhard and a passion for journalism.
But, you can’t see it.
Really, Krish? -Is that what you think about me?-Of course.
PP sir is calling me.
-Oh god!-What? Why is he calling me? Have I made any mistake? What can be wrong now? You’ve taken such a nice interview.
He must’ve called to appreciate you.
-C'mon, let’s go.
Shall we?-Yes.
Let’s go.
Ninety nine.
Hundred.
Two hundred.
Three hundred.
Three hundred.
Very good.
Wow! That was great news.
Fantastic! Awesome, Sundarlal.
Sir, I’m Sona.
What’s in a name? Get ready.
We’re soon going toget a lot of assignments.
It’s going to start with his assignment.
Meet him.
He’s TP Tushar Prasad.
And he has an interesting piece of news.
TP, meet my boys and girls.
I think I’ve seen you somewhere.
I’m very close to you.
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in matters of work.
I’m an experienced man inthe profession you’ve just entered.
It’s also my professionto look for sensational news.
Very good.
Now that you'vebeen introduced, let’s discuss work.
TP, tell her.
Look at this idol carefully.
What’s special about this? The specialty of this idolis that it turns everything that it touches to gold.
Anything.
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you mean pen, paper, diary, flowers it can transform anything into gold? Absolutely.
-Me too?-What? I’m already Sona (gold).
Why do I need to turn into gold? Jokes apart.
Why should we believe you? It can be fake news.
Look at this.
I trust him.
This news will make Sach KaSamna overnight international sensation.
Go and cover the news.
Get back to work.
I’ll also go back to work.
-Go.
Go.
-Okay.
Nice to meet you.
I’m going to get somethingmore precious than gold.
I’ll snatch the Naagmani from you.
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