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#thaaaaat is a tea set to be LOVED
tellywoodtrash · 4 years
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shaadi mubarak 01+02.09.20 lb
01.09.20
oh ho kusummmm, don't be so rukhiii rukhiiiii. this is a delicate momentttttt.
the actual physical discomfort preeti is in while stepping into the house. my hearttttttt.
kusum is so hella mad and wants to smack the shit outta.... well, someone, that’s for sure.
the actress playing juhi has heavyyyyyyy dalljiet as anjali vibes no?
preeti is having TUMHARAAAAAA SASURAAAAL!!!! waala breakdown. sis chill for a sec.
kusum been knowing that this shit was coming. she looks so damn mad.
priyanka FORSHO has history with tarun. i get the feeling he might have rejected her coz she's not "refined" enough or some such thing.
"beta hi khota nikla toh bahu ko kaahe sunaana?" 100% nailed it.
i fully get how kusum can be perceived as callous but she's just someone with duniya ki samajh and doesn't bother sugarcoating her words for effect. she speaks the plain truth, not what anyone ~~wants to hear.
also she is totallll self confidence goals.
"ram ji ki laathi kaise maathe pe baaji!" lmaooooo
oh no preeti heardddddddddd.
sumedh running to do damage control, bless his heart.
kusum like BRO DON'T YOU TRY TO SHUT ME UP I'M STILL THE BOSS OF THIS HOUSE SO HELP ME GOD
the badly cgi'd exteriors are so blah. like, surely you can devote a day or two to taking some establishing shots and then use them over and over?
poor KT can't shake the visuals from his head.
KT really the rudra of this house huh. a spoilt, doted on lil BABY man.
lol mom and chaachi are instanttttt shippers.
cheesy man has secret center of angst.
ouff again with this sasuraal waala ratttt.
juhi is best beti.
GOD WHO MAKES THESE DUMBASSSSSS FUCKING RULES ABOUT WHO GETS TO LIVE WHERE ITS BLOODY 2020 FFS SOCIETY AS WE KNOW IT HAS COLLAPSED JUST DO WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
juhiiiiii asking ALL the rightttt questions.
yes juhi you establish that haq!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
lmao kusum is so me.
great, piyu has a new reason to hate juhi's fam.
GOOD LORD SHE'S SUCH A FUCKING DRAMA QUEEEEEEN. she's second on the list of "ASSHOLES WHO NEED TO DIAL IT DOWN, WAY DOWNNNNNNNNN" after tarun.
kusum trying to find some peace of mind.
oh ho, piyu has a backstory, where she was shipped off to gaon by her parents for some reason. ok i feel a little bad for her (but not thaaaaat much also.)
juhi sambhaale toh kitne maaon ke draamey sambhaale aaj???!
BETI KE GHAR KA PAANI TAK BLAH BLAH BLAHHHHHHH
sumedh ko koi sach mein koi mantriii banao. he is best man for the job.
KT is always expected to perform the dialogues of his movies, like some kinda circus monkey?????
KT and his mom are veryyyyy wholesome.
ummmm, literally none of these people said any of these things, preeti. ainvaaayi khayaali khichidiiiiii of unpleasantness you're cooking in your head.
this fucking samaaaj is the jaddd of allllll problems. fucking burn it all down to the grounddddddddddddddddd.
02.09.20
KT wants to call chaabi waali to check on her. sweet.
great, preeti left her phone over at tarun/rati's.
OMG THIS BITCH. NAATAK?!!?!? MY GODDDDDDD, FUCK YOUUUUUUUUUU RATI.
KT didn't believe a worddddd of that bs.
bless this man's empathetic heart. he Soft.
RATI I SWEAR TO GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD I HOPE THIS GHAR OF YOURS FALLS ON YOUR DAMN HEAD.
and tarunnn, i wish you'd fall into a moat filled with hungry crocodiles.
sumedh is trying to find diplomatic solution while kusum eavesdrops lol.
oh i think sumedh and juhi handle some kinda family business together. sweet.
SUMEDH BE SETTING HUSBAND GOALSSSSSSSS. YOU RAISED A GOOD ONE, KUSUM.
lmaoooooo kusum and her ramji sayings are my fav.
my god, bohut hi besura bhajan chal raha hai subaah subaah.
i wish the walls of this house weren't so AGGRESSSIVELYYYYY BLUE. it makes the space look claustrophobic and dark.
(recently painted an accent wall in my living room, and this comment is a result of having read 30 thousand home decor blogs in a week.)
every time i see that wall hanging over preeti's face in that photo, i lol. kusum you're so deliciously petty.
khatarnaak music and ainvayiiii ka tevar for kusum.
LMAO THE MISLEAD WITH THE TWO MUGS OF TEA. KUSUM YOU PETTY ASS B I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.
juhiiiiiiiiiiiii is literalllll sunshine.
and sumedh got them a special pass to go to some mandir in pushkar. god bless these twoooooo kidsssss.
preeti has enough self-flagellation and guilt to put the best of catholics to shame.
LMAOOOOOOOOO KUSUM RUNNING AWAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY TO HIDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE AND DO NAATAKKKKK.
i guess to get some attention + to get preeti to stay home with her???
yupppppp, she fully wanted quality time with preeti.
hahahahaha raajeshwari sachdev is honestly a gifttttttt that i didn't expect from this show but i'm soooooo glad it gave me.
askjfhkdsjfshksjf kusum's comments on youngest daughter's (kajal?) dungarees.
kajalllllll fully knows how mummy works. i like her best of the sisters.
"purkhon ne aakhein di hai ya cctv? kuch bhi na chupe thaanedaarni se!" hee hee heee
kusum + kajal tying for best maa-beti jodi with preeti + juhi.
"door se dikhaana tha toh photu kheench ke bhej deti; nimbu kharchne ki kya zaroorat thi???" hahahahahaha
lmao kusum tum juhiiiii ki saas ho ya preeti ki.
GOOD LORD WHAT IS THIS NAAGIN MUSIC?!?!
kusummmm ainvayiiiii mein tang kar-ing preeti to see till what extent she'll bend over backwards to accommodate the nakhras.
i mean, i don't blame preeti for wanting to leave this place.
oh god KT's mom is gonna do some totally unnecessary matchmakingggg. LITERALLLLY WHO ASKED FOR THISSSSSSSSSS??!?!?!
stop calling a 40 year old man A LADKA, jesus. daaant haath mein aa jayenge phir bhi desi maaa ke liye apna raja beta LADKA hi hai.
kusum is totalllly miffed at preeti's over-formal, farmabardaaaar behaviorrrr.
OH HOOOOOO KUSUMMMMMMMM TAAAANA MAT MAAROOOOOOOO
I SHALL NOT BE FOOLED BY THE RED HERRING PRECAP I'M SOOOOOOOOO FUCKING HYPED FOR TOMM'S EPPPPPPPP IT'S GOING TO BE FUCKING GLORIOUS AND BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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your-fixof-fics · 6 years
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Hi! I have a request for Emma and/or Sally :) I'd love to read an AU in which Sherlock and John are at Hogwarts, and Snape is impressed by the talent and intelligence of Sherlock :)
Hello! While the other admins struggle with NaNoWriMo, I’ve decided to be active on this blog instead~ I was thinking I would try to write 50,000 words of content this month, but thaaaaat’s probably not going to happen… I may have bitten off more than I can chew. Either way, even if I don’t make the word goal, I’m still going to be writing, so expect some more fics to pop up! [AO3]
~Trep
“Oh, this is ridiculous!”
John winced as his potions partner found another victim to poke fun at. Luckily, Professor Snape was out, otherwise Slytherin was bound to lose more than the 50 points Sherlock had already cost them that day.
“You can’t expect anything to happen with that lousy stirring! You need to go back and forth, not go around in circles like the dimwit we already know you are, Anderson.”
Said boy pulled his stirring stick out of his cauldron and shook it at the tall, lanky wizard, liquid flying everywhere.
“More like you’re not able to follow instructions like the illiterate you are, Holmes! Can’t you see that on line 59? Stir the pot clockwise 40 times before letting it sit-”
“Preposterous! That’s completely wrong.”
“Wrong?! This textbook has been used for decades and you have the audacity to question-”
“Everyone knows that stirring at a constant rate would only set the dissolving Newt Eyes and Aloe Thorns into an inertial motion, where it will ineffectively combine with the Salamander Blood and Yeti Tears. No, it is much faster and smarter, which I have no doubt you will never be, to stir back and forth 10 times before extinguishing the fire to avoid boiling the Tiger Lily Nectar out of the solution.”
Sherlock huffed. “Honestly, if you were muggle-born, then I could excuse your pathetic attempts of brewing one of the easiest potions known to wizarding kind, but knowing your ties with the Apothecary in Diagon Alley just makes me more disappointed than necessary.”
Silence filled the classroom before Anderson found his voice.
“How did you-”
“Oh please, that’s elementary. Do you honestly think I wouldn’t recognise that cast iron stirring apparatus you so kindly pointed my way? The fine work of Cassandra O’Hare is a luxury ordinary school students usually do not have. The production of the most inert, magic conducting equipment of this century is a lucrative business, which has accumulated a five month queue on top of the required two years to craft these, which I’m sure you never knew about. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be banging it against your equally rare, handcrafted cauldron, you ungrateful git.”
John was confused. “Inert, but can conduct magic? How?”
“Thank you, John, for always asking the right questions, unlike this one who doesn’t even seem to understand the concept of formulating one. Following instruction without question? How foolish.” Sherlock sneered. “You may as well be the founder of a dead suicider’s fanclub.”
“Sherlock!” cried out Molly, who had been sitting behind them the entire time. “That’s such a horrible thing to do!”
“I know right? Shame on you, Anderson.”
“What?! No! You’re the one who said it!”
“Well, you may as well have said it yourself, being your usual pompous self.”
“How did we even get to this?! All I said was that you’re not able-”
“-to follow the rules, yes I heard you the first time. Not all of us are deaf from squeaky beds and animalistic yelps, like a dog was kicked multiple times, non-stop for-
“Shut up, Freak!” Sally stood up, ears red with shame.
Sherlock looked at her with disdain. “Stepping up for your boyfriend-slash-sex friend-slash-coitus partner, are you?”
She sat back down, glaring at her cauldron and pretended she was boiling the infuriating wanker instead of some stupid colour changing potion. With that, the whole room was filled with silence again, before John spoke up.
“What’s wrong with instructions? They help you recreate something, don’t they?”
Sherlock nodded. “Very well, my dear Watson. I shall answer your enquiry.”
The entire class groaned. Here they go again, diving into the world that only seemed to consist of Sherlock and John.
“While following instructions can help us reproduce something, it does not allow us to innovate, change, or adapt. How are we to continue to improve our society when all we wish to do is follow instructions. It cannot be said that you can grow a flower just by planting its seed.”
John nodded. He could see some truth in that.
“It’s the same when you brew a cup of tea. No one person likes the same amount of sugar to milk ratio, nor the same infusion time or the temperature of their beverage. Perhaps, instructions should be perceived more like guidelines, to align our trajectory to, but with a different target in mind. Only through this, will it be possible to hone what is already known.”
A scoff echoed in the classroom.
“You’re delusional,” Jim’s smile looked painful to John, stretching his features tightly, “but that’s what I like about you, Sherlock; you and your brother both.”
Said Holmes sibling visibly cringed, despising the mere thought of Mycroft being liked. Jim misunderstood though and frowned. “Okay, I get it, you and John are a match in heaven, whatever.”
John turned around, sputtering with disagreement, before he quickly swallowed his anger. Professor Snape had returned for goodness knows how long now, eyes drilling straight into the back of Sherlock’s head. Anderson noticed too, and gave the curly haired wizard a smug look.
“5 points to Slytherin.”
Professor Snape then proceeded to walk up to the whiteboard and began writing a different potions recipe for the next class. Sherlock’s eyes were as round as saucers while a grin crept up onto his face. He then began clapping while laughing wholeheartedly at Anderson, before turning to John, his face reading see I told you I’m right John look I impressed him I got points I got validation I-
Still, it didn’t change the fact that Slytherin was going to lose at least 45 points that day. To John, that still counted Sherlock as trouble.
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