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{ Eyes Always Seeking }

1/3 ※ Officer K (BR 2049) x Sierra Six (The Gray Man) ※ { masterlist } ※ { ao3 }

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※ Summary: Unpleasantly, K feels the return of the drowning sensation he had felt earlier. It is almost as though someone had placed a mirror in front of him in a dream. The reflection is him, but distinctly not. ※ Rating: 18+ for explicit mature content. ※ Content/tags: Canon-typical violence, Descriptions of a Crime Scene, Eye Horror, Descriptions of Injury, Frottage, Handjobs, Implied Reoccurring Sexual Abuse by a Supervisor, Emotional Hurt, Identity Issues, References to Greek Mythology, Hand Holding ※ Word count: 4,789 ※ Status: Chapter 1 / Complete ※ Author's note: I would have had this chapter up and ready to go sooner but the Saw franchise came into my life like a brick through a window. 😔 K and Six are close to being my Roman empire alongside Driver and Ken. I hope ya'll enjoy this pairing as much as I do. ※ Song inspiration: Like Real People Do - Hozier

Rice today. Not steaming, just cold and forming a congealing lump in the corner. There had been some sort of sad attempt at vegetables to go with it, but those had long since been further pulverized between K’s teeth and swallowed down. Currently on his fork is the last chunk of grub protein. It had been textured and flavored to look and taste like chicken. The replicant can’t vouch for the authenticity of it. Real poultry was something only the wealthy could dream of.

The tines of the metal fork are barely between his parted lips when Joi glitches to a halt, frozen mid sentence. She is “sitting” on window ledge, in the midst of prattling on about the breeds of chickens she might like to keep if they had the space. Privately, K thinks he might like to keep bees in another life.

A telltale chime of an incoming call seems to come from Joi’s open mouth, eking out past her teeth. It’s his madam. He knows it before the popup flashes to life to the left of his pretend wife’s face. There’s no one that would call him other than Lieutenant Joshi. He lets his fork clatter into the container, bite untaken.

“Accept call,” he addresses the projection.

“I hope I’m not interrupting your night. I’m sure you have plans.” Joshi’s voice sounds wrong, insincere, coming from Joi’s frozen figure. He averts his eyes, stares at the table so he doesn’t have to look at the mockery.

“Of course not, Madam.” K shoves down the ball of emotions that want to burst out of his chest like a living, breathing creature and keeps his tone free of anything resembling bitterness. She knows that she’s not interrupting anything. Even if she were, it wouldn’t make any difference. He’s always at her disposal for any whim. She owns his time. Owns him.

“I’m having you meet up with another officer. I’ll send over the coordinates. An informant tipped us off to a possible meeting place for some of the skinjobs we’ve been searching for. I need you to go sniffing around out there. See what you find. Might be nothing, might be a whole lot of something.

“Yes, Madam,” he agrees, getting to his feet. His body is thoughtlessly obeying.

“And, K? The officer.” He reflexively looks up at the sound of his name. “He’s one of your kind,” his madam says, ending the call. K stands beside his vacated chair, stunned. He accidentally ignores his pretend wife when she tries to resume their playacting like she hadn’t been stalled. Joi is talking, flitting around him with buzzing touches of her slender hands, but it feels as though he’s under water.

He tells himself that the details don’t matter, that who, or rather what, he works with is of no consequence. A job is a job. The officer forces his mind to compartmentalize as he goes through the motions of readying himself for night ahead. He is proficient at digging in the earth of his mind and laying thoughts in shallow graves. It keeps him out of retirement.

Mind carefully blank, he sets the remnants of his dinner inside the small refrigeration unit. His stomach needs to be as empty as it can be for this. If K had had more warning, he simply would not have eaten yet.

Once in the main room again, he “kisses” Joi goodbye before turning off the console responsible for her. The hard line unit that crosses the ceiling shrinks back into a neutral position like a kenneled animal. There’s no emulator to take her with him. Not yet. Soon. He’s only a few more payouts away.

K moves further down the hall that makes up the entryway. With slightly unsteady fingers, he pulls his long coat off of the peg and shrugs the reassuring weight of it over his shoulders. He checks the firearm in his holster. It’s firmly tucked into the synthetic leather, nothing amiss. He hadn’t bothered to take his equipment off before dinner, having had an uneasy feeling. Intuition had evidently been working behind the scenes. He’s already wearing his boots, usually is unless he’s in bed or in a rare state of undress. K prefers to avoid the feeling of cold tile against the bottoms of his feet. Satisfied that he is as prepared as as he is going to get, the replicant slides the door open and exits his apartment unit.

The stairs are as treacherous as always. They are perpetually overcrowded and K is resigned to knowing that the milling throng is on the cusp of a riot every time they are reminded that yes, he does exist and, yes he lives in this building alongside them. Conditions are not much better once he steps out in the neon lit glow of the night. He flips his collar up and fastens it shut against the smog and the near constant freezing rain. It’s a short walk to the parking garage where he keeps his spinner. It, like the apartment and his firearm, had been provided as a courtesy of the Los Angeles Police Department.

He presses his fingertip to onto the door lock for the spinner. It beeps in acknowledgment, releasing the latch and letting the door swing upwards. He doesn’t wait for it to open all the way before shoving himself into the pilot’s seat and slamming it closed. The replicant’s tumultuous emotions are not so suppressed that they don’t bleed out into his actions. He’s never been paired with another of his kind before. He was made to go solo. Organics don’t trust groups of them, not since the rebellion, the riots. Pack hunters would be too dangerous even with the compulsion for obedience woven into their assembled DNA. There’s a part of him that’s almost excited, being on the same side for once.

The spinner’s systems light up with the touch of a button. As soon as the computer screen comes online, K checks his messages to find that his madam did send over the coordinates as promised. It only takes a few taps of his fingers to get the GPS running. He straps himself in, harness material digging uncomfortably across his chest, and manually steers the vehicle out of the garage and off of the pavement. Once he reaches cruising altitude, he sets it on autopilot. The spinner can handle itself until he reaches his destination.

During the flight, Officer K studies the provided aerial photos of the location. Nothing of note to see, he memorizes the layout all the same. It never works out to be surprised. He makes notes of where the other officer parked, and unable to help himself, he looks for details on the replicant. His efforts only muster up a number, no photo. A Nexus 9, but so is K and most other police controlled replicants these days. They needed to be stronger, faster; more capable than the older models. Bred for compliance. No mistakes. No abnormalities. Never a state of life too late to cull.

A beeping sound draws him from his contemplation, the spinner has delivered him. He flips off the autopilot and puts his hands on the wheel. He puts the machine down next to the other officer’s on a patch of broken up concrete. It was an old parking lot for what his implicit tells him was a store. It’s nothing but a shell now, roof blown off and the walls crumbling in the acidic elements. Despite the ruin, it still serves to hide them from the more intact warehouse behind it. He ducks out of the spinner into the open air the moment the door lock releases. He pauses for a moment to lean back into the vehicle to deploy his parrotfish. Having it in the air provides a sense of relief. It ensures less work and more security if things go sideways outdoors.

He straightens up and casts a critical look at his surroundings. There is no one else around that he can see. The other spinner is unoccupied, but something catches his attention. There is something written in the growing flakes on top of the other officer’s vehicle. Closer examination reveals that it’s a crudely done map, clearly traced out with a fingertip. It depicts two rectangles and a triangle. There are dashed lined leading from the triangle to the closer of the two rectangles. At the end of the line is an X. Presumably, the map is saying that the other replicant left the spinner and looped around the side of the defunct store and will be waiting at the corner of that building to have a line of sight to the warehouse they are charged with investigating. K feels thankful. This will save him hassle in locating his assigned companion.

A faint shadow passes over K and the map he’s still staring at. He looks up to see that the parrotfish from the spinner is doing lazy circles. His has joined in on the motion. The effect is of two vultures circling a carcass. It would be a bad omen for someone superstitious. Good thing he wasn't made to be.

K follows the barely visible trail in the slush. Deep boot tracks, likely from a male judging from the size of the footwear and the length of the stride. They match his own in a way that makes his stomach roll. Before long, he registers a figure leaning against the wall right where the map had indicated. The other replicant’s head is turned in the direction of the warehouse. Snow has settled over the shoulders of the jacket in a similar thickness to the spinner’s dusting.

There is no reaction from the replicant, even though K knows that the other officer has to be aware of his prescience. He had not been making any effort to mask the sucking sounds of his boots in the slush.

“KS6-2.8.” K’s tone is neutral. It’s not a polite greeting. There is no need for one. They’re here on business and neither is superior to the other. Both came from an artificially constructed womb.

The other replicant turns.

Unpleasantly, K feels the return of the drowning sensation he had felt earlier. It is almost as though someone had placed a mirror in front of him in a dream. The reflection is him, but distinctly not. His mirror image has neatly trimmed facial hair where K has nothing but thick stubble. There are faint crow’s feet by his eyes that K hasn’t aged into yet. If he even gets the opportunity. More startling is a glaring similarity, one that he never would’ve expected. They have the same misalignment of their eyes, the same sagging eyelid. Their genetic source must have had the same flaw.

“KD6-3.7. You’ve been briefed?” The other '9 asks. Nothing is given away on his face. If he’s surprised to see himself looking back into his eyes, he doesn’t show it.

“Yes.” K feels his lips twist up in a smile that seems friendly enough if you don’t look too close. The other officer raises an eyebrow. He’s not fooled. K drops the smile, his eyes harden. His companion’s jaw is working, he’s chewing on something. Tobacco? Gum? Seems like he’s not without his own vices. K supposes that they all must do something to feel a little more human, a little more real.

“You ready? The lead’s not going to get any fresher,” K says as a follow-up when the silence drags on longer than he would like.

KS6-2.8 only nods. The other replicant pushes off the wall and trudges through the ankle deep snow, leading the way. It’s disconcerting watching him. K gets the uneasy sensation he’s watching his own body walk away from him. The hair is longer and the muscles are bulkier, but all the same…

The only sounds to accompany them are the sloppy crunch of their footfalls and the crackling flapping of plastic sheeting somewhere in the distance. They reach the front of the warehouse only to realize that it’s completely blocked off with layers upon layers of chain link. It must have been taken from the building’s product cages. There are no windows.

A low grumble gets K’s attention drawn back to his fellow officer. The other replicant signals him to follow with a crook of his gloved fingers. He’s taking the lead and K knows he should probably find issue with that, but he doesn’t. He is willing to be obedient, for now. It must be the novelty of working alongside someone who doesn’t have the room to maintain a moral high ground.

Once around the corner and at the back of the warehouse, the replicants split up. K briskly angles himself at the loading docks while his assigned partner checks the back door to see if it can be pried open from the outside. He spots a slightly raised loading door. It’s likely wedged fast, but there should be enough clearance for at least him to slide under. With any luck, the additional bulk of his fellow Nexus 9 shouldn’t prohibit him from getting through as well.

No ladder. K quietly whistles to get KS6-2.8’s notice. The response is immediate.

“Got something?” The other replicant asks, moving to stand alongside him. There is a yawning cavern of space between them. It doesn’t feel right.

“Open door.” K responds, a jerk of his head at the sheet metal in question.

With nothing more than a quiet grunt, KS6-2.8 drops into a crouch and offers his cupped hands to him. K accepts the boost, as foreign as the assistance is. Once on the platform, he offers his hand and hauls the other replicant up. There is something comforting about their interlocked hands. K drops it as soon as the other officer is settled and scrambles under the door. The rubber seal catches on the back of his coat. His partner joins him shortly.

The loading area is unlit. Dark. Without the moon’s light bouncing off the snow, K can make out the faint, golden glow of KS6-2.8’s pupils. There are still are still traces of the older generations in them both. If K were sentimental, he would say that his predecessors were something like family. Good thing he wasn't made for that either.

K’s boot catches on something and he stumbles. The concrete floor is littered with old, torn scraps of nylon rope and shreds of plastic wrap. The wood pallets that would have filled this place are long gone. Used for firewood most likely. There’s nothing of apparent value left.

They push their way through into the main part of the warehouse. The shelving has been moved to form corridors. It’s a maze, one with a high possibility of some entity stalking them in these enclosed paths. There is a faint glow accompanied by an odor that makes the hair on the back of K’s neck stand up. Without saying anything, both replicants work their way in that direction. It's slow going. They have to inch sideways in some areas, their shoulders too broad otherwise. K irrationally imagines unraveling a ball of yarn to mark their way out.

The smell is getting worse the closer they get to the light. Bile threatens to rise in his throat alongside the bites of dinner he had swallowed down not even a handful of hours ago. No amount of jobs will ever desensitize him to this. K does not have the stomach for this career. Not that it matters. He was made not to protest.

It’s as though they hit a wall of heat and rot when they breach the center of the maze. Both officers can only stand shoulder to shoulder and take it all in. Bodies circle a gasoline heater, tucked into makeshift beds on the floor. They’ve all been dead for a while. The decomposition appears to be consistent among them all. Mass killing? Suicide? They are all naked.

There is a lit lantern sitting on top of the heater. K can’t believe that the place hasn’t blown. Realization strikes him like a bolt of lightning.

“CO2 poisoning, you think?” asks the replicant at his side, echoing his silent epiphany.

“Probably.”

As one, they spread out into the room. While K turns off the heater, cutting the supply of carbon monoxide being pumped into the warehouse, KS6-2.8 checks each decomposing face. K watches as he holds open the right eyelids of each body to make sure they all still have the eye necessary for their investigation. For each replicant he checks, the other officer reads off numbers taken from one of the files that had been provided to them. There’s no data pad in sight, he might have memorized each face’s corresponding numerical designation.

K knows that they will still have to take the eyes in order for Joshi to be satisfied. Anyone can change their face with enough money and the decomposition is too advanced for their field scanners to read the slowly deflating eyeballs here at the scene. K is mostly just thankful they have eyes left at all. It makes things easier. Replicants rarely receive dental care. The chances of identifying them by their teeth are slim to none.

While he is in the midst of pulling out a roll of evidence bags from an inside pocket, he catches a glimpse of his partner suddenly going stiff and standing up from his crouch beside one of the bodies. He doesn't have the time to question the other replicant. There is a sudden, crushing pain in his side and the edges of his vision go dark. He crumples to the grimy floor and tries to struggle to his feet as his assailant is knocked away by KS6-2.8. His head is ringing. The image of a glowing, white fountain materializes in his scrambled vision. Bile clouds his throat before he realizes that it's only the lantern.

K stands, shakier than he would like, and gets his breathing under control. The scene unfolding before him is disconcerting. KS6-2.8 is wrestling with their attacker, clearly another replicant judging by the way he’s managing to hold out even slightly against K’s fellow officer. K reckons that he must be an older generation given that he’s gradually losing ground. He’s missing the final edge to make it a truly even fight. Despite the disadvantage, the replicant manages to shove KS6-2.8 hard enough that the officer’s foot goes straight through the chest cavity of one of the rotting replicants. Their would-be killer lets out a howl that drowns out any protest from K’s partner, as violent and earsplitting as if it had been his chest that was caved in. K’s fellow ‘9 is forced to let himself fall backwards into the soupy embrace of another corpse as the assailant takes wild swings at his face with a sharp piece of metal produced from a pocket of his ragged jacket. A rudimentary knife.

Still disoriented, K doesn’t think before he pulls his gun out of his shoulder holster and shoots. A red mist signals that the bullet found its mark. The attacking replicant is still alive, even as he falls to his knees and slumps over KS6-2.8. K didn’t shoot to kill. He has questions.

A few strides has him standing over the two replicants. He fists his hand in the back of the assailant's jacket and pulls him off of his companion. His gun is re-holstered and he’s not gentle when he hauls the replicant to his feet. Blood pulses hotly from the wound that K inflicted, soaking through a scarf that is tightly wrapped around his neck. He’s bleeding out. Rapidly. The bullet had nicked a carotid.

KS6-2.8 gets to his own feet with a groan, the back of his jacket soaked through with whatever liquids the dead replicant still had pooling in their body. He hooks his hand under the older gen.’s arm and together he and K shove him up against one of the shelving units forming the room. K holds their attacker steady as his partner slams the hand holding the scrap metal over and over into a shelf post until the replicant is forced to let it fall from his grasp with a clatter onto the concrete.

As soon as the makeshift weapon is out of the equation, K starts his questioning. “What are you doing here?”

Nothing, just a rasping breath. The replicant is wild eyed and frothing at the mouth like a rabid animal K had heard described in a decades old report. It had been from a time when there were still enough real, organic animals around to carry and spread the disease.

“What happened to the others?” He tries again.

That gets a response. “I saved them.”

“Saved them how?” K questions.

“I could have saved you too. But you wouldn’t let me. Sweet dreams. Sweet dreams. Sweet dreams. Sweet… dreams…” The pinned replicant laughs and laughs and laughs, eyes wide and gleaming with a feverish shine.

Suddenly, he lunges at K, tearing out of his and KS6-2.8’s shared grip. The open maw reaches to snap closed on his nose, strings of saliva shining obscenely in the lantern light. His contact is stopped short by a bullet blazing through his left eye, blowing the back of his head open in a nightmarish spread. It’s over. Done. KS6-2.8 saw to that. K can taste the blood in his mouth. His hair is plastered flat with another one of his kind’s brain matter. They had encountered the beast in the maze, their very own Minotaur, and they had slaughtered it.

KS6-2.8 holsters his gun, trading it for a small knife taken from his pocket. He pries the eye out with steady fingers, severs the optic nerve. They let the dead replicant slump down against the shelf. He’s a warden over the eternally slumbering bodies. K retrieves the roll of bags he had dropped in the scuffle. He opens one and lets KS6-2.8 drop the severed eye inside before sealing it. He fills out information panel printed on the thin plastic with a pen that had been stashed inside his pants pocket.

Together, silently, they approach the nearest body in the circle. It is the one with the caved in chest cavity. They both crouch. K steadies the head while the other officer removes the leathery eye. He offers another bag. His partner drops it in. They repeat this same procedure three times before the silence is broken.

“Six.”

K looks up from the face he’s holding. The other replicant is looking at him, blue eyes unflinching. Blood is pooling in the hollow of the collarbone K can just barely see. A question is forming on his lips, but before K can bring it to life, the officer speaks again.

“KS6-2.8. Six.”

Oh. Warmth floods him. They are the same. Interlinked.

“K,” he responds. Something forbidden is clawing at him.

The other replicant, no, Six smiles. His teeth are a dazzling white in the gloom. Predatory. His canines are noticeably sharp compared to the rest of his teeth. They are like his. Would they feel the same as K’s own underneath his tongue? He shakes the thought off, buries it with hundreds of others, and they finish collecting the eyes.

While Six is occupied with a final survey of the rotting scene, K approaches the recently retired replicant. He kneels beside him for a moment, as though he’s paying graveside respects, before he reaches out and unwinds the blood soaked scarf from around his neck. If he still had his eyes instead of one taken and one shot out… well, K isn’t sure how he’d be looking at him. The fabric of the scarf is wet and gritty underneath his fingers, packed with old, infertile soil. He rolls it up and slips it into an inside pocket of his coat. It won’t be missed. He legitimizes his presence at the replicant’s side by picking up the makeshift knife off the floor and depositing it into an evidence bag.

Nothing else comes out of the darkness. There’s old trash strewn on the floors. They don’t find any more bodies, only the drag marks of old blood. It looks as though not all of them had gone peacefully in their sleep from the high concentration of carbon monoxide. Their attacker had gone mad in the dark. They find his ramblings on the walls. Some of it is carved into the material, some of it is painted on with substances they don’t want to address. It’s a manifesto of sorts. It seems like this might have been a splinter of a larger movement.

A team will have to be called in to photograph the scene. K will pour over the evidence later, put the pieces together. He’s going to be spending more time in the bullpen than anyone wants.

They leave the way they came, following an imaginary string. Their pockets are laden down with bags of stolen eyes. The weight of what they had experienced together is a heavier burden.

K slides under first the door first again. He doesn’t need to assist the other officer into standing but he does. Six’s hand is a comfort after what they had just done. The other officer holds on long enough to assist with K’s journey off the loading dock before letting go to drop down beside him.

They walk side by side, close enough that their bloody knuckles brush. K wants to take the other replicant’s hand, feel him finger to finger. He doesn’t dare, not under the open night sky.

“You okay?” Six asks.

“He cared about them.”

His partner’s stride doesn’t falter. He merely makes a noise. Agreement? Placation? K can’t tell. Neither of them can say anything more without tipping their hand and potentially revealing more than is safe.

“Are you?” K asks, biting down the rising tide of things he wants to say instead.

“It’s just another Thursday.”

K nods. He can relate to the sentiment.

They reach the spinners, K unlocks his and drops into the driver’s seat. Six leans against of the side of the vehicle while K powers it on. The LAPD logo appears on the screen. “Madam, please.” he tells the unit. It dials her. She picks up on the second ring.

“You’re a mess.” her tone is curt. Her eyes flick to where she can barely see the other replicant in the frame. Her severe expression deepens to a frown. “Report?”

“There was one survivor. He took the others to the retirement home. Weeks ago from the look of things.”

“Those his brains?” She asks.

“Yes, Madam.”

She makes a considering noise, “You or him?” she asks with a jerk of her head to the other officer.

“Both,” Six cuts in before K can answer. It gets a sigh from Lieutenant Joshi. She is going to have to make sure they both get a bonus. One that, by rights, should be solely Six’s since he was the one who put the final bullet in the old gen. K feels appreciation curl in his gut.

“We have all the eyes, Madam. Should we turn them into evidence or bring them to you directly?” K asks politely, seeking to soothe Joshi’s ire. He does not want a correctional visit from her. He vaguely wonders if the gore spattered vision of him will linger in the back of her mind and keep her at bay for a while. Will she imagine the squish of brain matter between her fingers when thinking about pushing his head down?

“Drop them off. I’ll send a team out for the rest. Come on back for your baselines.”

“Yes, Madam.”

Joshi ends the call, forehead creased with agitation. K recalls his parrotfish. A quick rap of the knuckles on the hood of the spinner and a nod is all the goodbye he gets from Six before the other replicant gets settled in his own spinner and goes through the necessary motions.

They take off, roughly in sync with one another. They are both going back to the LAPD headquarters.

His mind races with the passing city, alight with more curiosity than he should be feeling. Six is not what he expected. He knows that it nearly unheard of to come across another law enforcement owned Nexus with a shared face. The police departments don’t like their skinners to have matches. It complicates things. Their genetic code is engineered to result in different features, even from the same source DNA. They are meant to feel alone, to feel dreadfully distinct.

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jackhues · 11 months

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buttercup's world! au - navigation

dive into the life of buttercup (bee), as she and her dad, sidney crosby explore life together

masterlist!

notes:

buttercup/bee/bumblebee are all the nicknames for the oc

this is a single dad!sidney x daughter au

buttercup was born in canada on september 4th, 2008. sidney was 21 years old

sidney has full custody of bee and they're not in contact with her mom

buttercup is mixed, her mom's black. she has curly hair, and is lightskin, but otherwise she's almost exactly like sid

buttercup's love interest is a famous person (undecided still, but feel free to send in some ideas)

buttercup has a crush on jack hughes, and while it's a schoolgirl crush, she uses it more to annoy her dad

this au is in the same universe as peanut's world!

i do not write full fics, but if you send an idea and i like it, i may post blurbs

send in any questions or concepts that you have!

blurbs:

daddy's got you (2008 - bee is just born)

the stanley cup (2009 - bee is approx. nine months old)

at least we've got the summer (may-ish 2026 - bee is seventeen)

social media blurbs:

let's go pens (buttercup's 15 y/o)

halloween (oct/31/23)

ek the face tickler (nov/11/23)

gravy gravy (nov/19/23)

annihilated the little guy (nov/25/23)

goalie goals (nov/30/23)

that first goal feeling (jan/20/24)

love you dad (buttercup's in high school/college)

oops (buttercup's 22/23 - in med school)

#buttercup's world! au #naqia's au's!#naqia writes!#naqia's masterlist!#dad!sidney crosby #dad! sidney crosby #pittsburgh penguins

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dutifullynuttywitch · 3 months

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Sisterly advice

Wake the Dead fanfic

Pairing: Brynn Archer / Eva Archer (sisters)

@choicesfebruary2024 Prompt: Family

Summary: Eva and Brynn Archer enjoy a rare day off in the Tower.

Word count: 1,200

Rating: Teen

Today has been an almost perfect day, Eva Archer reflects.

She’d had the day off from pest control. Brynn and her crew were also on a rare break from scouting.

She and Brynn had woken up late, enjoyed a half decent meal for a change – scavengers had brought back apples from a nearby grove – and spent the afternoon playing cards with Cassidy, Dirk, Troy and Mack.

Even Troy had refrained from cheating, mostly. He’d slipped her a couple of aces under the table when her pile of chips had run dangerously low, grinning charmingly at Cassidy’s amused smirk, the others oblivious to the maneuver.

This was about as perfect a day as she could hope for within the confines of the Tower.

Her wandering thoughts sour at that.

The Tower.

Forever cooped inside a large, windowless, oppressive bunker. Surrounded by too many people, all busy eking out a living, oblivious to the world around them, living and working under the flickering of artificial neon lights.

Of course, there were bright spots in that otherwise bleak world.

Her Sister Brynn and her scouting crew, Cassidy, Dirk, Brianna. Their quirky friend Mack. And Troy, her best friend and partner in crime. They had become her adopted family. Made her existence in the Tower more bearable.

Eva dreams of being able to head out and see the world. Feel the grass between her toes again. Visit some old world relics she faintly remembered from her childhood and would avidly read about in Troy’s magazines - amusement parks, libraries, museums... She wants to swim in the sea. Feel the warm, salty breeze on her face.

Eva barely remembers life before the drones, before the Tower. She had been so young when people had started to change, when they’d lost their fathers and had been forced to flee. Brynn, still a child herself, taking on the parenting role.

“Hey! Earth to Eva! What are you daydreaming about?”

It’s the main reason she wants to become a scout so bad. To Brynn’s immense displeasure. Too dangerous, she’d growl, shutting down every attempt at a conversation.

Brynn pulls her out of her reverie with a light tug. Both sisters are sitting cross-legged on Brynn’s bottom bunk, the older sister’s hands nimbly working on braiding Eva’s fiery red hair.

“Nothing... I just.. I’m realizing, I’m starting to forget what the outside world looks like, feels like...” Eva murmurs, looking at her hands.

Brynn freezes, a pained look on her face.

“Eva...”

“And I know what you’re going to say, outside is dangerous, full of drones. And I know you’re right, I’m not trying to minimize the danger. But still, you get to actually leave this place for a while, breathe fresh air, feel the sun on your face... The last time I saw any of the outside world was when Troy ...”

Eva clamps her mouth shut, realizing she’d said too much.

“When you what? Eva, when the hell did you see the outside world with Troy?!” Brynn rounds on her, furious.

“It’s not like we left the tower or anything, Brynn! A... a few months ago, he took me to see the northern lights up on one of the top floors. We may have snuck back up a few times since... but only at night, with no one around to see us, I swear!”

“Are you kidding me, Eva?! Do you have any idea what’ll happen if Blackstock’s people find you sneaking into off limit areas? And after curfew at that?! God, I don’t know who's the worst influence between the two of you.”

Brynn stares at her, furious, then lets out an amused chuckle.

“You know, I thought the two of you were sneaking around making out or something. Was working myself up to the birds and bees talk. I definitely did not suspect late night stargazing. You’re such dorks!”

“Making out?! Birds and - what on earth gave you that ridiculous idea?” Eva splutters, face heating up.

“Oh come on, little sis, I’m not blind. I can see how you look at each other. And the not-so-subtle flirting.”

Wait, what does Brynn mean about Troy looking at me like… Eva’s mind spins as she thinks back to their daily interactions. His charming smile, his soft brown eyes sparkling with mischief and affection…

Nah, he’s just being friendly, as he’s always been. My best friend, nothing more, nothing less.

Could they ever be something more?

She shakes the thoughts away.

Brynn smirks, enjoying her sister’s discomfort a little too much.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Eva mumbles, “Troy's just a friend. Besides, he’s a huge flirt. And a goofball. And an ass more often than not. He’s really not my type.”

“Uh Huh. You keep telling yourself that.” Brynn smiles, amused.

“Okay, since we’re going there, what about you and Dirk? I see the way he looks at you. The guy worships the ground you walk on!” Eva turns towards her big sister, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.

Brynn becomes serious, a little hesitant.

“Dirk and I... It’s complicated. I know he cares about me. And I do have… feelings. But when you’re out with someone risking your lives on a near daily basis, you need to fully trust them. Right now, we have a great dynamic going with him, Cassidy, Brianna. We have each other’s backs, but we also know none of us will hesitate to do the hard thing if one of us got bit. If Dirk and I became something more, I’m worried it’d cloud our judgement if things went south...”

Eva takes in the admission, brows knitted, then grabs her big sister in a crushing hug.

“Brynn, you deserve happiness. And love - even if it’s with someone as grumpy as Dirk.”

Brynn scoffs at that, but Eva continues.

“I swear, you’re always putting everyone’s needs and wellbeing ahead of yours. Even the damn job. You’re always looking out for me -”

“It’s my job, even though you don’t make it easy, you brat!”

“Well, if you weren’t such a stuck-up ass all the time ...”

“Watch it, lil sis...” Brynn growls, eyes narrowing in warning.

“Or what? You gonna -”

Eva squeals as Brynn lunges at her, jumping off the bed. She ducks as a pillow sails right above her head.

“I swear Eva, I don’t know how I even put up with you.” Brynn mutters, getting up to grab her boots.

“’It’s cause you loooove me!”

“You’re lucky we’re related or you’d be out on your ass. Now get a move on or we’ll miss evening rations.”

“Yeah yeah.” Eva smirks.

She suddenly turns serious, pensive.

“For what it’s worth, Brynn, I get your concern that letting someone in may… complicate an already good thing. But if you don’t, you can also miss out on the chance of something amazing.”

Brynn stops to ponder. Then smirks.

“Wait, actual words of wisdom from my little sis? I guess you did learn something in between all your suspensions. Any chance you’ll follow your own advice?”

“… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Riiiight.”

Eva rolls her eyes, wrapping an arm around Brynn to give her a hug.

Brynn reaches up and playfully rubs her knuckles on her sister’s head.

“Ouch! Brat!”

Both sisters giggle and tease each other as they head out into the labyrinth of neon-lit hallways.

#choices monthly challenge #wake the dead fanfic #wake the dead reread #choices february challenge #family #storge #troy hassan x eva archer #troy hassan #playchoices #brynn archer

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my changun fic finally broke 3k words and i finished what i kinda consider the first act so here's what i've got so far, enjoy (or don't idk your life or preferences)

Chan swallows his nerves and his guilt as he approaches the compound. The guards nod, some even give him a small wave, as he passes through the halls. He keeps up the pretense of propriety; there are expectations for a main family guard and he means to uphold them. He’s still fairly new, only finished his training a year ago, and he tries his best to keep from stepping out of line. There’s just one vice he can’t resist.

He stops in front of the vibrant green door, shaking his head with a small smile at the gaudy color. His knuckle has barely tapped the wood twice before he hears an answering call.

“Come in.”

He shares a look with the guard posted outside who offers the smallest shake of his head in response to Chan’s lifted brow. A bad day then. That's fine, Chan is good at calming Gun’s ire and keeping him distracted.

He slips into the room quickly, shutting and locking the door behind him with a soft ‘click!’ that draws Gun’s gaze just the way he had hoped. He has that little wrinkle between his brow and his face is set into the scowl he makes when he’s ruminating over something that will inevitably piss him off. Chan takes a few large strides and sits in the armchair across from Gun’s. He doesn’t reach out to touch him, knows it wouldn’t be appreciated, so he sits with one leg crossed over the other and hands folded in his lap patiently.

“I thought you couldn’t get away.” Gun gestures with his chin towards the pager sitting at the corner of the coffee table.

“Khun Korn allowed me the rest of the evening off after a successful mission last night,” He explains, watching Gun’s jaw tick before his tongue rolls around in front of his teeth. If he’d had any doubts on what had soured Gun’s mood they were all now laid to rest.

“How generous of him.” Gun practically spits the words with all the venom in his body and Chan closes his eyes. He doesn’t want to do this again, doesn’t want their little time alone soured by a war of attrition between brothers and blood rights. He knows things aren’t easy for Gun, he’s had to fight tooth and nail for every scrap of success he could eke out from under his brother, and Chan’s guilt grows each time his loyalty teeters perfectly in the center.

He remembers their conversation a year and a month ago, sat under the dim lights of a noodle shop at three in the morning.

Chan’s knuckles were bruised, a cut bisected his lips, and there was a distinct imprint of a boot outlined against his dark shirt. He pressed the frosty glass of beer to his cheek which was already swollen and mottled a rainbow of different colors. He glanced up as Gun returned from the pay phone outside, hating the concern he saw in his eyes.

“Don’t start.” He mumbled, lowering his glass to take a long drink before licking away the foam on his upper lip. Gun made a soft ‘tch’ sound as he sat back down, drinking his own beer and digging into the steaming bowl of noodles that had arrived in his absence.

“You can’t keep doing this shit, Chan. I think it’s time to consider my offer.” Gun gave him a pointed look before diving into his food.

Chan lifted his glass to his cheek again, watching the broth of his soup cool and separate. He watched the little globules of fat dance around on the surface before heaving a large sigh that irritated his bruised ribs.

“Fine.” He knew he sounded defeated but there really wasn’t any other way around it. If he continued fighting his brother’s debtors like this he’d end up dead in an alleyway somewhere. Who would miss him, anyway? He had no one left that would even know he was gone – no one except for Gun.

“Good. I’ll pick you up in a few days and we can get you settled in at the compound.” Gun had that pleased little upturn to the corner of his lip and suddenly Chan couldn’t remember why he’d been fighting this all so hard.

But Khun Korn had ruined that as well. Chan had been cornered the very next day and made an offer to join the latest batch of recruits for the main family. He hadn’t been in a position to decline if the gun held by the head of the guards was any indication. Gun had been apoplectic, storming the halls of the tower with teeth bared and accusations loaded. Chan hadn’t been there for it, but he’d heard the rumors and seen the way the other guards looked at him.

All his free time had then been monopolized by Khun Korn and the rigorous training planned for the new recruits. He’d excelled at firearms training but struggled with escaping his bonds underwater. His only skills were what he had learned in back alley brawls and schoolyard tousles, far removed from the ex-military and gang-born men that had been around him.

He blinks back into the present, watching as Gun anxiously rubs at his outgrown stubble and tosses a stack of papers onto the table. Chan decides to rise from his chair, feeling Gun’s eyes on him the entire way to the drink cart where he pours them each a few fingers of whiskey – the good stuff.

“He was pretty upset you managed to solidify that drug deal with the Italians.” It wasn’t leaking information if it was obvious, merely an olive branch. It is worth it when he hands Gun a drink and watches his lips curl into a smile.

“Come here.” He stops when Gun gently tugs at his wrist and guides him to sit beside him on the sofa. Little moments like this have a way of bringing a flutter to his chest and relaxing all his bones. He misses his best friend in the tower, misses these scarce days when they can shed their roles and settle back into what they were before they became entangled in the dichotomy of the major and minor families.

They clink their glasses and each takes a sip before settling against the cushions at the back of the couch. Gun’s hand falls to rest on his thigh and Chan hides a smile behind the rim of his glass at the sensation. It’s grounding; draws him back to the now, and pushes away his guilt and his worries.

He turns his head just in time to feel Gun’s lips press against his, his stubble scraping against the corners and the hand on his thigh tightening its grip until it almost feels like he’s extracting the tendon from his flesh. Kissing Gun is something like pouring gasoline on a house fire; explosive, volatile, untamed. He wishes he wouldn’t get swept away in it each time he feels the flames lick up the walls of his ribcage. He doesn’t think a tidal wave could cool the burning longing in his chest.

It’s sweet agony when Gun shoves him backward onto the sofa, glass tumbling from his hand and rolling across the floor. He can't remember if it had been empty but he knows he doesn’t care as Gun’s hands spread the flames across his hips, his waist, and his chest; fisting the lapel of his coat and almost tearing it from his shoulders. His arms are caught behind his back, chest forward and shoulders straining as his mind flickers back to hours of training to escape his bonds. He feels Gun’s tongue lick a molten stripe from his collar to his jaw and he can’t help the way his mouth falls open in a ragged groan.

He knows the guard outside the door can hear them, knows he can probably pick up the sound of his belt hitting the floor, but that’s just something else he can’t bring himself to care about at this moment. His eyes roll back and he arches into every touch on his bare skin, a moth to a flame that he knows will inevitably leave him a pile of ash.

“Good, you came prepared.” Gun’s voice is low, a deep timber that has Chan moving his shoulders, desperate to reach out and embrace him, but Gun seems disinclined to remove him from his makeshift bonds. He swallows the whimper rising in his throat at the feeling of long fingers crooking inside him, prodding and stroking and teasing until he’s panting open-mouthed and dappled in sweat.

It wasn’t always like this. They used to take their time to pull each other apart piece by piece. They used to lay in bed together after, teeth clicking as they tried to kiss through their smiles. They’d spent hours upon hours basking in the afterglow and tracing gentle patterns across flushed, sweat-soaked skin. He used to linger in bed, watching Gun dress in the fragile hours of the morning, before stealing a kiss and whispering goodbye.

Now, he pulls his belt off the floor and threads it through the loops of his trousers. Gun is pouring himself a drink, half a room away at the drink cart, and he knows he’s been all but dismissed. He smoothes out the wrinkles in his jacket and touches the raw skin of his neck. “You left marks.” He tries to keep his voice from sounding accusatory but he can’t tell if they’re bites, bruises, or beard burn. He presses his fingers into the sting just a little harder before dropping his hands back to his sides.

“You’ll figure something out,” Gun replies and returns to his seat on the couch. He picks up the papers again without a second look at Chan and he swallows down the disappointment. There’s no second glass offered, no invitation to stay, and Chan knows it’s time to leave. He’s fulfilled his purpose today and soaked up any attention he was allotted.

“I always do,” he mumbles under his breath, turning towards the door and stepping through without a goodbye. His mind digs up a memory of Gun pressing him to the very same door, refusing to let him leave before he’d pressed a kiss to his brow, his cheek, his nose, his jaw, and his lips. He clenches his hands in his pockets as he nods a farewell to the guards at the gate and climbs into his car.

He makes it two blocks before pulling over, tucking himself away down a residential street and pressing his forehead to the steering wheel. His hands are clenched in a white-knuckled grip and his stomach roils with self-loathing and guilt. He is a traitor in every sense of the word; to Gun, to Khun Korn, and lastly (always lastly) to himself.

His skin feels like it’s crawling and he tells himself it’s just the sensation of putting himself back together. Each time he grabs the pieces of his humanity from the ashes they fit together less and less; edges worn away and ill-fitting. He should be tempered to the flame by now but as with all things he files it away as a personal failing to ruminate on in the quiet hours of the night.

After a few more moments he pulls away from the curb, continuing his way to the tower and pulling into the parking lot beneath. He returns the keys to the peg board next to the elevator and steps inside, jamming the button for the dorm rooms a little too hard. He is grateful it's late, too late for many other recruits to be outside their rooms. He doesn't have to deal with the sideways looks and backhanded comments questioning his loyalty.

Chan counts the doors just like he used to the first few weeks here until he reaches the fourth door on the right. The key in the tumbler sounds overly loud to him, but he knows he’s just on edge. He strips out of his suit on the way to the bathroom and doesn’t pay attention to how hot he turns the dial. It will never be hot enough, anyway, not for what he wants to accomplish.

The constant spray turns his skin a mottled red but even still he stays leaning against the tiled wall. Chan keeps his eyes closed, lips slightly parted, and arms braced despite the slight tremble throughout his frame. His skin feels dirty, tainted, and he can almost imagine a viscous ichor dripping from every pore. No amount of soap or scrubbing wipes it clean, no matter how hard he tries or how many layers of skin he digs away. The sensation lingers even as the water runs cold and trembling turns into shivering.

The tap squeaks as he turns it off and dries himself off with stilted, automatic movements. Chan doesn’t bother drying his hair as he walks to his bed and all but falls in, curling himself around his duvet and spare pillows. It didn’t used to feel like this and he doesn’t exactly know where it all began to go wrong, but he knows it’s peeling him apart piece by broken piece. He misses his best friend. He misses the lover that used to touch him gently and beg him to stay. He misses when his heart felt like a functioning organ, bursting with affection, and not a withering plant deprived of sunlight.

He falls asleep with damp eyelashes and memories of open-mouthed, laughing kisses by the river. He dreams someone is bandaging his hands and kissing his knuckles, asking him to be more careful next time.

The next time they meet is better; Gun’s eyes are bright and crinkle at the corners in the way Chan loves. They retreat into one of the sitting rooms, away from the pressures of Gun’s office, and settle in close. There are no immediate, demanding kisses or groping hands. They sit beside each other, sip their drinks and talk about their days (as much as they can.) Chan feels that familiar bubble of warmth in his chest and feels like he draws in a full breath for the first time in months. Maybe things aren’t irreparable, maybe they just needed time to settle into their new roles with one another.

They kiss, slow and languid in a way that says they still love each other and it slowly heals the cracks at the walls of Chan’s heart. Gun touches him so gently, so reverently, that he feels like he’s picking up the cracked porcelain pieces and slotting them together as if they’d never been broken in the first place. He shudders at the sensation of calloused palms sliding up and under his shirt, spanning across his ribs and shoulders and coaxing him into his lap. He swallows the words he wants to say and stifles the ‘I missed you’ he knows would only dampen the mood.

They take their time undressing each other like they have all the time in the world, and they each pepper kisses over every expanse of skin they uncover. Chan feels like molten metal when Gun finally ushers him to the bedroom and pours him against the sheets. He can’t remember the last time they’d taken enough time to make it here and he inhales deeply the scent of frankincense and jasmine.

He knows he’ll have stubble burn between his thighs but he can’t bring himself to care as his back arches tight like a bowstring. There’s that telltale pull in his stomach - a little trepidation and a little anticipation - and before long he’s exhaling all his passion and arousal in a low, drawn and breathy moan. Gun’s touch borders on too much, his skin humming with oversensitivity, but Gun knows exactly how long he can bear it before he draws his way back up and captures his lips in another slow kiss.

It takes a few moments before he feels the synapses in his brain connect again and he’s running his hands down Gun’s chest, his lips are traveling across his jaw, and his teeth are gently scraping against the shell of his ear. He takes a moment to spit into the palm of one hand; it’s inelegant and crass but it will do. He’s never been a selfish lover a day in his adult life and he’s not about to start now, not with how weightless and right he feels again. He strokes and twists his wrist the way he knows Gun likes, his thumb swiping and pressing in just the right spot. It doesn’t take long, a few gentle bites against his ear, a few more strokes with added pressure each time, and he feels the familiar bite of nails against his upper arms and warmth wash across his fingers and palm.

Chan wipes his hand on the sheets, knowing Gun will have someone change them later, and lays back against the pillows in liquid contentment. He can’t help the small smile that stretches the corner of his lips as he’s pulled over, head cradled against a strong shoulder and a stubbled chin resting against his hair. The words threaten to bubble up again, ‘I missed you,’ but he swallows and forces them down with the bob of his throat.

“We can’t linger long, I have a meeting soon.” Gun breaks the carefully crafted silence, but his hand is still stroking gently up and down Chan’s arm so he can’t bring himself to mind. Besides, he likes the way his voice rumbles beneath his ear.

“They’re expecting me back for some additional training later, anyway,” Chan replies and turns his head to press a feather-light kiss just above a dusky nipple. The sun is peeking through the shutters and casting scattered rays of light on their tangled bodies. He feels warm in a way he hasn’t in so long and he’s perfectly content to spend the few moments they have left silent and absorbing the attention he’s craved for months.

Chan sighs when their time comes to an end, as it always does, and he reluctantly extracts himself from Gun’s embrace to begin pulling on his shirt and redoing each button with a methodical patience he wouldn’t have previously had before joining the Family. Gun is an obstacle the entire way, pressing gentle kisses to his shoulders until Chan has to shrug him off, hands spreading across his thighs until he has to tug up his trousers. Getting dressed becomes something of a battle between them and by the end of it, Chan is laughing and pressing a quick kiss to Gun’s waiting lips.

He waits until Gun is dressed in his preferred florals and saturated colors that never cease to make him question everything about his lover’s fashion taste, but he supposes he isn’t much better in his grayscale wardrobe or the faded band shirts he'd once favored. Gun walks him to the door with a final kiss and a promise to reach out to him later. Chan lingers for a moment, stealing one more kiss, then two, before he seems to have withdrawn his limit and Gun is pushing him out the door.

Chan catches himself just before he runs into a figure taking long strides down the hall, but he can’t help the way his brow creases and his head tilts at the sight of them. He’s never seen her before, a petite woman with a figure that must be sculpted with the best of self-restraint and work. She peers up at him with large brown eyes and he feels it like a punch to his gut, the way her look is almost knowing, and he can’t help but wonder if she’s judging him.

Unconsciously, he smooths his palms down his suit and offers her a nod before taking a step away.

“There you are, dear.” He turns at Gun’s word, feeling his chest and his stomach bloom with affection and love. That warmth quickly turns to frigid tendrils of disbelief as he watches Gun place a hand on her waist and draw her close to press a kiss to her cheek. Once again, he feels it like a punch to his center and he nearly doubles over with it, only rigorous training and determination keeping him upright.

Gun spares him a parting glance and a raised brow over her shoulder and Chan can only duck his head and hurry his way down the hall, a hot wash of mortification turning the back of his neck and his ears an unmistakable shade of scarlet. He hopes he’s imagining the looks of pity some of the guards are giving him, but he’s sure at least a few of them are real. He wonders if they tell stories about him, the foolish street thug turned bodyguard reaching far beyond his station. He should have known better.

tagging my beloved cheering squad @porschesbabydaddy @haahka @bottomvegas

#changun #kp fic #kpts fic #kpts fanfic #kinnporsche fic #kinnporsche fanfic #kp fanfic #prism writes #teehee #sorry!!

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aguavida · 2 months

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“Here have I cause, in men just blame to find, That in their proper prayse too partiall bee, And not indifferent to woman kind, To whom no share in armes and chevalrie They do impart, ne maken memorie Of their brave gestes and prowess martiall; Scarse do they spare to one or two or three, Rowme in their writs; yet the same writing small Does all their deeds deface, and dims their glories all, But by record of antique times I find, That women wont in warres to beare most sway, And to all great exploits them selves inclind: Of which they still the girlond bore away, Till envious Men fearing their rules decay, Gan coyne straight laws to curb their liberty; Yet sith they warlike armes have layd away: They have exceld in artes and policy, That now we foolish men that prayse gin eke."

#literature #quotes #edmund spenser #the faerie queene #faerie #feminism #elizabethan #poetry

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ignorant-rat-carcass · 1 year

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So I'm (currently...) 25/40 gay.

↓ Scroll down for the aforementioned list. ↓

1. I Care a Lot

2. Fear Street Trilogy

3. Everything Everywhere All at Once

4. Crush

5. The Favourite

6. Carol

7. Fingersmith BBC

8. My First Summer

9. Girl Picture

10. The Miseducation of Cameron Post

11. The Prom

12. Fucking Amal

13. Booksmart

14. Happiest Season

15. Love Classified

16. Portrait of a Lady on Fire

17. The Handmaiden

18. The Half of It

19. The World to Come

20. The Mitchells VS the Machines

21. Thelma

22. Besties

23. Kiss Me Kosher (Kiss Me Before It Blows Up)

24. Ammonite

25. Imagine me and You

26. The New Mutants

27. Disobedience

28. Under the Christmas Tree

29. I Can't Think Straight

30. Ek Ladki Ko Dekha Toh Aisa Laga (How I felt when I saw that girl)

31. Saving Face

32. Kyss Myg (Kiss Me)

33. Tell it to The Bees

34. Aimee & Jaguar

35. Summerland

36. Badhaai Do

37. The Perfection

38. The Novice

39. Anais in Love

40. Mulholland Drive

#I need a tv series version of this too!#wlw culture #wlw #wlw couple #wlw couples #wlw characters

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myth-lord · 1 year

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You know invertebrates, right? Is it true? Well, what are the invertebrates in mythika?

Well, there are LOTS of invertebrates in Mythika, from insects to arachnids, from starfish to worms, I collected them for you, only this once.

They are from my project though, so not all creatures reflect their TRUE myth origins, like Charybdis is a whirlpool in the real myth, but a sea anemone in my project.

Some only have parts of the creatures, like the manticore only has the Scorpions tail.

Sea Anemone = Charybdis / Ashi-Magari

Octopus = Scylla / Lusca / Migas / Rogo-Tumu-Here / Iku-Turso

Mantis = Empusa / Mandarangkal

Spider = Arachne / Aasivak / Tsuchigumo / Jba Fofi / Anansi / Djieien / Jorogumo

Bee = Thriae / Eintykara / Qinyuan

Coral = Planctae / Pua Tu Tahi

Toe-Biter = Lakuma

Assassin Bug = Abuhuku

Worm = Minhocao / Bitoso / Olgoi-Khorkhoi / Skolex (Indus Worm)

Centipede = Ek Chapat / Kugdlughiak / Omukade / Sepa

Butterfly = Itzpapalotl / Cocollona / Wingoc / Aziza

Mosquito = Xan / Moskitto

Moth = Pyrausta / Mothman / Shinchu / Kranokolaptes

Starflish = Stella / Decarabia / Nakshatra Meenu

Crab = Traicousse / Saratan / Heikegani / Kamikiri / Amikiri / Karkinos

Dragonfly = Libelula Diablu

Scorpion = Sandwalker / Girtablilu / Manticore / Scorpios / Serket

Solifugid/Camel Spider = Solifuga

Beetle = Apshait / Khepri / Jinshin Mushi / Scarab

Sea Scorpion/Eurypterid = Gastarios

Squid = Kraken / Grindylow

Ragworm = Con Rit

Cicada = Bisan

Urchin = Tculo

Earwig = Ankluz

Fly = Druj Nasu / Musca Macedda

Leech = Tlanusi / Burach Bhadi

Wasp = Ulagu

Locust = Haakapainizi / Bruch

Slug/Snail = Sazae-Oni / Shussebora / Lou Carcolh

Jellyfish = Kurage no Hinotama / Erumia / Muirdris

Sea Cucumbur = Atuikakura

Firefly = Adze

Caterpillar = Awd Goggie

Ant = Gold-Digging Ant

Ant Lion = Myrmecoleon

Clam = Shen

Bobbit Worm = Skolex (Indus Worm)

I think those are all I use

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indiejones · 1 year

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THE BINACA-INDIES ALL-TIME TOP 1251 SUPERHIT SONGS OF BOLLYWOOD!

1. Jyoti kalash chhalke – Bhabhi ki chudiyan 2. Dekh chand ki ore – Aag 3. Kehna hi kya – Bombay 4. O sajna barkha bahar – Parakh 5. Ganga ki lahren – Ganga ki lahren 6. Dil lootne wale jadoogar 7. Kahin deep jale kahin dil – Bees saal baad 8. Satyam Shivam Sundaram – Satyam Shivam Sundaram 9. O o o Mujhe kisi se pyar – Barsaat 10. Khoya khoya chand – Kala Bazaar 11. Sagar kinare dil ye pukare – Saagar 12. Yaad aa rahi hai (I) – Love Story 13. Chupke chupke raat din – Nikaah 14. Yad aa rahi hai (II) – Love Story 15. Chaudhvin ka chand – Chaudhvin ka chand 16. Abhi na jao chhod kar – Hum dono 17. Bol re kathputli – Kathputli 18. Jiya ho jiya kuch bol do 19. Hum intezar karenge – Bahu Begum 20. Mere sapnon ki rani – Aradhana 21. Dekho maine dekha hai – Love Story 22. Kora kagaz tha – Aradhana 23. Govinda ala re – Bluffmaster 24. Babul ki duwayein leti ja – Neelkamal 25. Geet gaya pattharon ne - Geet gaya pattharon ne 26. More balpan ke – Tansen 27. Shaam e gham ki qasam 28. Thandi hawayein lehra ke gayen – Naujawan 29. Jiya beqaraar hai – Barsaat 30. Aye mere humsafar – Qayamat se qayamat tak 31. Kabhi main kahoon – Lamhe 32. Ganga maiya mein jab tak – Suhag raat 33. Yaad kiya dil ne kahan ho tum – Patita 34. Aaj kal mein dhal gaya – Beti Bete 35. Aaaja re ab mera dil pukara – Aah 36. Zindagi ka safar hai ye kaisa safar – Safar 37. Kabhi khud pe kabhi halat pe 38. Aa laut ke aaja mere meet – Rani Roopmati 39. Sapt suran tin gram – tansen 40. Mera say saath hoga – Mera saaya 41. Chingari jo bhadke – Amar Prem 42. Chalte chalte yuhi koi mil gaya tha – Pakeezah 43. Aaja re pardesi – Madhumati 44. Ek pardesi mera dil le gaya – Phagun 45. Sohni Chenab de kinare – Sohni Mahiwal 46. Mere mehboob tujhe meri mohabbat ki kasam – Mere mehboob 47. Hey neele gagan ke tale – Humraaz 48. Humne jo dekhe sapne – Parivaar 49. Bol do meethe bol sohniye – Sohni Mahiwal 50. Akhiyan milake jiya bharmake – Rattan 51. Jana Gana Mana – Humrahi (1945) 52. Gham diye mustaquil – Shahjehan 53. Oh re taal mile – Anokhi Raat 54. Sab kuch seekha humne – Anari 55. Hoton pe sachai rehti hai – Jis Desh Mein Ganga Behti Hai 56. Hum bane tum bane – Ek Duje Ke Liye 57. Main kya janun kya jadu hai 58. Yeh kya hua – Amar Prem 59. Mere sapnon ki rani – Shahjehan 60. Yeh shaam mastani – Kati Patang 61. Diya jalao jagmag – Tansen 62. Aayega aane wala – Mahal 63. Zinda hoon main is tarah – Aag 64. Babul mora naiyar chhooto jaye – Street Singer 65. Mohabbat mein kabhi aisi bhi – Parwana 66. Bhool gaya sab kuch – Julie 67. Chand si mehbooba – Himalay ki god mein 68. Ek bangle bane nyara – President 69. Man dole mera tan dole – Nagin 70. Yeh rat bheegi bheegi – Chori chori 71. Tere husn ki kya tareef karoon – Leader 72. Hum dono do premi – Ajnabee 73. Dil mein aag lagaye - Alag Alag 74. Kaho na aas niras bhayi – Dushmun (1939) (Saigal) 75. So ja rajkumari – President (1937) (Saigal) 76. Sajan re jhoot mat bolo – Teesri Kasam 77. Chal dariya Mein Doob jayen – Prem Kahani 78. Nadiya se dariya – Namak Haraam 79. Gapoochi gapoochi gam gam – Trishul 80. Zindagi pyar ka geet hai – Souten 81. Kabhi Bekasi ne maara – Alag Alag 82. Chal ud ja re panchhi – Bhabhi 83. Aate jaate khoobsurat awara – Anurodh 84. Main tere pyar mein pagal – Prem Bandhan 85. Na jaane kya hua – Dard 86. Zindagi kaisi hai paheli – Anand 87. Chhod babul ka ghar – Babul 88. Rumjhum rumjhum chal tihari – Tansen 89. Prem kahani mein ek ladka hota hai – Prem Kahani 90. Nainon mein nindiya hai – Joroo Ka Ghulam 91. Parbat ke peechhe chambela gaon - Mehbooba 92. Yaar dildaar tujhje – Ajnabee 93. Main Toh Aarti Utaron re – Jai Santoshi Maa 94. Jeevna ke safar mein raahi – Munimji 95. Baghon mein bahar hai – Aradhana 96. Yeh dil aur unki nigahon ke saaye – Prem Parbat 97. Shyam teri Bansi Pukare – Geet Gaata Chal 98. Main pal do pal ka shair hoon – Kabhi Kabhi 99. Baag laga doon sajani – Tansen 100. Sawan ke nazare hain – Khazanchi (1941) 101. Rahe na rahe hum – Mamta 102. Ajeeb dastan hai yeh – Dil Apna Aur Preet Parai 103. Chhup gaye saare nazare – Do raaste 104. Tune o rangeele – Kudrat 105. Chal ri sajni ab kya soche – Bambai Ka babu 106. Bikhra ke zulfen chaman mein na jana – Nazrana 107. Gazab Ka hai Din – Qayamat se Qayamat Tak 108. Tere mere beech mein – Ek Duuje Ke Liye 109. Baharon mera Jeevan bhi sanwaro – Aakhri Khat 110. Jeevan ke safar mein rahi – Munimji 111. Kabhi na kabhi kahin na kahin – Sharaabi (1964) 112. Diya Jalakar aap buhjhaya – Badi Didi- (Noorjehan) 113. Wahan kaun hai tera musafir - Guide 114. Bulbulo mat ro yahan – Zeenat 115. Yeh safar – 1942 A Love Story 116. Jaago mohan pyare – Jaagte raho 117. Hazaar raahen mud ke dekhi – Thodisii Bewafai 118. Pardesi baalma badal aya - Rattan

119. Akele hain chale aao – Raaz 120. Mehbooba mehbooba – Sholay 121. Ab chahe maa roothe ya baba – Daag 122. Aake teri bahon mein -Vansh 123. Shokhiyon mein ghola jaye – Prem Pujari 124. Aaj Mere Jeene Ki Tamanna hai – Guide 125. O basanti pawan pagal – Jis desh mein ganga behti hai 126. Mere naina sawan bhadon – Mehbooba 127. So gaya yeh jahan – Tezaab 128. Dekh hamen awaaz na dena – Amer Deep 129. “ (2nd version) 130. Mohabbat Khuda hai – Love And God 131. Kuchh Na Kaho – 1942 A Love Story 132. Parde mein rehne do – Shikari 133. Inhi logon ne – Pakeezah 134. Jab kiya toh darna kya – Mughal e azam 135. Gaata rahe mera dil – Guide 136. Maine tere liye hi saat rang ke sapne chune – Anand 137. Chura liya hai tumne jo dil ko – Yaadon ki baarat 138. Tum bin jaoon kahan – (Shashi Kapoor / Mohd Rafi) 139. Chandan sa badan (male voice) – Saraswatichandra 140. “ (female voice) – Saraswatichandra 141. Barsaat mein – Barsaat 142. Zindagi pyar ka geet hai (female version) – Souten 143. Jai jai Shiv Shankar –Aap Ki Kasam 144. Dheere dheere machal – Anupama 145. Jaadugar sainya – Nagin 146. Chupke se dil de de nahin te – Maryada 147. Resham ki dori kahan jaiyo nindiya churake – Sajan 148. Paaon chhhoo lene do phoolon ko – Taj Mahal 149. Aankhon hi ankhon mein - CID 150. Tere ghar ke saamne – Tere ghar ke saamne 151. Hum bekhudi mein – Kala Pani 152. Ek ladki ko dekha – 1942 A Love Story 153. Duniya mein logon ko – Apna Desh 154. Rim jhim rim jhim – 1942 A Love Story 155. Geet gaata hoon main – Lal Patthar 156. Aap ke anurodh pe – Anurodh 157. Tera mera pyar amar – Asli Naqli 158. Aaja piya tohe pyar doon – Baharon Ke Sapne 159. Mora gora rang lai le – Bandini 160. O mere dil ke chain – Mere Jeevan Saathi 161. Dil todne wale tujhe dil dhoond raha hai – Son of India 162. Jab dil hi toot gaya – Shahjehan (1946) 163. O door ke musafir – Uran Khatola 164. Mera dil ye pukare aaja – Nagin 165. Aaj Himalaya ki choti se – Kismet 166. Yeh lal rang – Prem Nagar 167. Jab andhera hota hai – Raja Rani 168. Ruk jaa raat thehr ja re Chanda – Dil ek Mandir 169. Pyaar hua chuke se – 1942 A Love Story 170. Mere dil mein aaj kya hai – Daag 171. Chori chori koi aaye – Noorie 172. Do lafzon ki hai – The Great Gambler 173. Tum mile dil khile – Criminal 174. Tumhi mere mandir – Khandaan 175. Chanchal sheetal nirmal komal – Satyam Shivam Sundaram 176. Maine dekha hi ki phoolon se ladi - Waqt 177. Aaj mausam bada beimaan hai – Loafer 178. Bagad bam bam bam bam baje damru – Kathputli 179. Mohe panghat pe – Mughal e azam 180. Dhoondo dhoondo re sajna – Ganga Jumna 181. Main dil hoon ek armaan bhara – 182. Mohabbat Ki dastan Aaj Suno – Mayurpankh 183. Naam gum jayega – Kinara 184. Akele hain toh kya ghum hai – Qayamat se Qayamat Tak 185. Dil apna aur preet parai – Dil apna aur preet parai 186. Jaaiye aap kahan jaayenge – Mere Sanam 187. Aawaz deke – Professor 188. Ae Maalik tere Bande Hum – Do Aankhen barah Haath 189. Dil ke armaan aansuon mein bhar gaye – Nikaah 190. Jaate Ho Pardes Piya – Jeena Teri Gali Mein 191. Dil deke dekho – Dil deke dekho 192. Ichak daana bichak daana - Shree 420 193. Aayegi zaroor chitthi – Dulhan 194. Yaara silli silli birha ki raat ka jalna – Lekin 195. Honton mein aisi baat – Jewel Thief 196. Kabhi tanhaiyon mein – Hamara Yaad Aayegi 197. Dil ki awaaz bhi sun mere fasaney pe naja – Humsaya 198. Yeh jo mohabbat hai – Kati Patang 199. Tum agar saath dene ka vaada karo – Humraaz 200. Hamein aur jeene ki – Agar Tum Na Hote 201. “ (2nd version) 202. “ (3rd version) 203. Aye dil e nadaan 204. Payaliya o ho ho ho 205. Chura ke dil mera goriya chali – Main Khiladi Tu Anari 206. Main chali main chali – Padosan 207. Titli udi ud ke chali – Suraj 208. Tere bina zindagi se koi – Aandhi 209. Kitne dinon ke baad–Ayee Milan Ki raat 210. Kai sadiyon se kai janmon se – 211. Na ye chand hog na tare rahenge –Shart 212. Uden jab jab zulfen teri 213. Yeh Jeevan hai – Piya Ka Ghar 214. Aap sa koi haseen–Dilruba 215. Chanda mama door ke –Vachan 216. Hum chup hain–Faasle 217. Dekha ek khwab–Silsila 218. Jhilmil sitaron ka-Jeevan Mrityu 219. Mujhe neend na aaye–Dil 220. Main ek chor tu meri rani–Raja rani 221. Vaada tera vaada–Dushman 222. Saudagar sauda kar–Saudagar 223. Nainon wali ne–Mera saaya 224. Aye dil mujhe bata de–Bhai Bhai 225. Chhod do Aanchal-Paying Guest 226. Tumhe apna banane ki kasam 227. Badi der bhai nandlala-Khandan 228. Chand churakar laya hoon-Devta 229. Suniye kahiye – Baaton baaton mein 230. Yashomati maiya se – Satyam Shivam Sundaram

231. Duniya me hum aye hain -Mother India 232. Tim tim tim taaron ke dip jale - Mausi 233. Buraa Maan gaye - Ayee Milan Ki Bela 234. Ab ke na sawan barse - Kinara 235. Megha re megha re - Pyasa Sawan 236. Zihal-e-Miskin - Ghulaami 237. O bichhua, dayya re dayya - Madhumati 238. Mera kuch samaan - Ijaazat 239. Dil jo bhi kahega - Dil Hi To Hai 240. Din jawaani ke chaar - Pyar Kiye Jaa 241. Badi der bhai - Basant Bahaar 242. Mohabbat ki jhooti kahani - Mughal-e-azam 243. Dum bhar jo udhar muh phere - Awara 244. Dost dost na raha - Sangam 245. Guzre hain aaj ishq mein - Dil Diya Dard Liya 246. Dil jalta hai toh jalne de - Pehli Nazar 247. O jaanewale ho sake toh - Bandini 248. Ye duniya ke badlate rishte - Badaltey Rishtey 249. Ab mera kaun sahara - Barsaat 250. Kaise koi jiye - Bandhan (1954) 251. Main ka piya bulave - Sur Sangam 252. Log jahan par rahte hain - Pyaar Ka Mandir 253. Jab se tum ko dekha - Kaalia 254. Pardesiya - Mr. Natwarlal 255. Main ek raja hoon - Uphaar 256. Chalo sajna jahan tak ghata chale - Mere Humdum Mere Dost 257. Tasveer teri dil mein - Maya 258. Sheeshi bhari gulab ki - Jeet 259. Kitne bhi tu karle sitam - Sanam Teri Kasam 260. Barsaat mein hum se mile tum - Barsaat 261. Parbat ke is paar - Sargam 262. Karvaten badalte rahe - Aap Ki Kasam 263. Jo hum tum chori se - Dharti kahe pukar ke 264. Gaye ja geet milan ke - Mela 265. Mera naam Raju - Jis desh mein ganga behti hai 266. Ek daal par tota bole - Chor machaye shor 267. Achha to hum chalte hain - Aan Milo Sajna 268. Tere hathon me pehna ke chudiyan - Jaani Dushman 269. Mere haathon me nau nau - Chandni 270. Nainon me sapna - Himmatwala 271. Goriya re goriya re - Aaina 272. Salaam e ishq - Muqaddar Ka Sikandar 273. Dil cheez kya hai - Umrao Jaan 274. Khilte hain gul yahan - Sharmeeli 275. Aadha hai chandramaa - Navrang 276. Laaga chunri me daag - Dil hi To Hai 277. Maang ke saath tumahara - Naya Daur 278. Waada raha sanam - Khiladi 279. Aaj ki raat - Dil Diya Dard Liya 280. O roop nagar ke saudagar - Sazaa 281. Mere desh ki dharti - Upkar 282. Fauji gaya jab gaon mein - Aakraman 283. Dadiamma dadiamma maan jao - Gharana 284. Ghoonghat ki aad se - Hum Hain Rahi Pyar Ke 285. Ye dil deewana hai - Ishq Par Zor Nahi 286. Ek pyaar ka nagma hai - Shor 287. Tadbeer se bigdi hui taqdeer bana le - Baazi 288. Kabhi aar kabhi paar - Aar Paar 289. Sajan aa jao - Aag Hi Aag 290. Main toh har mod par - Chetna 291. Nahin nahin koi tum sa haseen - Swarg Narak 292. Jhumka gira re bareli ke bazaar me - Mera Saaya 293. Jaane do naa - Saagar 294. Main tulsi tere aangan ki - Main Tulsi Tere Aangan Ki 295. Tere bina aag ye chandni - Awaara 296. Rooth na jaana - 1942 A Love Story 297. Madhuban mein radhika - Kohinoor 298. Chhote se balma more aangna mein - 299. Tirchhi topi wale - Tridev 300. Husn se chand bhi sharmaye hai - Door Ki Awaaz 301. Madhuban khushboo deta hai - Saajan Bina Suhaagan 302. Tota tota - First Love Letter 303. Tum ko piya dil diya - Shikari 304. Sona lai ja re - Mera Gaon Mera Desh 305. Dharti kahe pukaar ke - Do Bigha Zameen 306. Seema seema seema - Salaakhen 307. Sar jo tera chakraye - Pyaasa 308. Aaj kal tere mere pyaar ke charche - Brahmachari 309. Ye duniya ek numbari - Dus Numbri 310. Oh duniya tu yaad rakhna - Waaris 311. Seene mein sulagte hain armaan - Taraana 312. Mujhe peene ka shauk nahi - Coolie 313. Bholi soorat dil ke khote - Albela 314. Pardesiyon se na akhiyan milana - Jab Jab Phool Khile 315. Jaan ki kasam - Azaad 316. Chhun chhun ghungharwa - Mahal 317. Udan khotel pe ud jaoon - Anmol Ghadi 318. Main pagal mera manwa pagal - Ashiana 319. Is mod se jaaate hain - Aandhi 320. Patthar ke sanam kuch bol zara - Watan ke rakhwale 321. Likhne wale ne likh daale - Arpan 322. Tere bina jiya jaye na - Ghar 323. Tumse achha kaun hai - Jaanwar 324. Ghar aya mera pardesi - Awaara 325. Suno gajar kya gaaye - Baazi 326. Humne sanam ko khat likha -Shakti 327. Phool mangoon na bahaar -Raja 328. Tumhi se roshan hai -Lorie 329. Chin o arab hamara -Phir Subah Hogi 330. Mili khaak mein mohabbat -Chaudhvin ka chand 331. Tumhen yaad hoga kabhi hum mile the -Satta Bazaar 332. Ae dil tujhe kasam hai -Dulari 333. Apni toh har aah ek toofan hai -Kala Bazaar 334. Ae meri topi palat ke aa -Funtoosh 335. Kaisi lag rahi hoon main -Jhutha Sach 336. Leena O Leena -Swarg Narak 337. Dil ki ye aarzoo thi -Nikaah 338. Jeene de ye duniya -Lava 339. Ek duniya basaa le -Basant 340. Rama rama gazab hui gawa re-Naya Zamana 341. Ye vadiyan ye fizaye -Aaj Aur Kal 342. Nisha nisha-Sanam Teri Kasam 343. Ho gaya hai tujhko to pyar-DDLJ 344. Ooie ooie-Star 345. Deewana mujhko log kahen-Diwana 346. Jungle mein mor naacha -Shatranj 347. Unse mili nazar -Jhuk Gaya Aasmaan 348. Kar lijiye chal kar-Shahjahan

349. Chori chori yun na mulaqat karoji - Pardes 350. Pyar hua hai jabse - Abhilasha 351. Aane wala pal jaane wala hai - Golmaal 352. Zindagi ittefaq hai - Aadmi Aur Insaan 353. " (2nd version) - Aadmi Aur Insaan 354. Le jayenge ka jayenge - Chor Machaye Shor 355. Na na karte pyar - Jab Jab Phool Khile 356. John jani janardhan - Naseeb 357. Jaadu teri nazar - Darr 358. Main duniya bhula doonga - Aashiqui 359. Ek tera saath hum ko do jahan se pyara hai - Wapas 360. Humma Humma- Bombay 361. Rajnigandha phool tumhare - Rajnigandha 362. Bada dukh dina O Ramji - Ram Lakhan 363. Dil kya kare jab kisiko kisise - Julie 364. Yaadon ki baraat nikli hai aaj - Yaadon Ki Baraat 365. Chhookar mere man ko - Yaarana 366. Mere khwabon mein jo aaye - DDLJ 367. Tumse milkar na jane kyun - Pyar Jhukta Nahin 368. " (child version) - Pyar Jhukta Nahin 369. Tujhe dekha toh ye jaana sanam - DDLJ 370. Phool gulab ka - Biwi Ho Toh Aisi 371. Pehla pehla pyar - Mazdoor 372. Ghar aaja pardesi tera des bulaye re - DDLJ 373. Aankhon aankhon mein - Mahal 374. Piya milan ko jaana - Kapal Kudla (1939) 375. " - Meri Behen (1944) 376. Main bhanwra tu hai phool - Mela 377. Mere piya gaye rangoon - Patanga 378. Kaise aaun jamuna ke teer - Devta 379. Do naina matware tihare - Meri Behen 380. Hum apne dil ka fasana - Actress 381. Aap kyon roye - Woh Kaun Thi 382. Aa gale lag jaa - April Fool 383. Kabhi toh milegi - Aarti 384. Mujhko apne gale laga le - Humrahi 385. Ye lo main haari piya - Aar Paar 386. Zindagi kitni khoobsurat - Bin Badal Barsaat 387. Aap ki nazron ne samjha - Anpadh 388. Jaan e bahar husn tera - Pyaar Kiya Toh Darna Kya 389. Bol meri taqdeer mein kya hai - Hariyali Aur Raasta 390. Waqt se pehle qismat se zyada- Biwi O Biwi 391. Bade miyan deewane aise na bano - Shagird 392. Sohni meri sohni - Sohni Mahiwaal 393. Musafir hoon yaaron - Parichay 394. Aaja aai bahaar - Rajkumar 395. Aasmaan se aya farishta - An Evening In Paris 396. Dil ke armaan nikaloon main aaja - Elan 397. Milti hai zindagi mein mohabbat - Aankhen 398. Jimmi jimmi jimmi - Disco Dancer 399. Mera naam hai chameli - Raja Aur Runk 400. Mera pyar bhi tu hai - Saathi 401. Hai isi mein pyar ki aabru - Anpadh 402. Aaiye aapko main apne bangle ki sair - Joroo Ka Ghulam 403. Chahe lakh toofan ayen - Pyar Jhukta Nahin 404. Koyal boli duniya doli - Sargam 405. Baahon mein chale aao - Anamika 406. Payal ki jhankar raste rate - Mere Lal 407. Kitne bhi tu karle sitam - Sanam Teri Kasam 408. Chand mera dil chandni ho tum - Hum Kisise Kum Nahin 409. Tota maina ki kahani - Fakira 410. Didi tera devar diwana - Hum Aapke Hain Koun..! 411. Dil mein kya hai tere - Jigri Dost 412. Aa gupchup gupchup pyar karein - Sazaa 413. Saari saari raat teri yaad sataye - Aji Bus Shukriya 414. Ye gotedar lehnga - Dharam Kanta 415. Dilruba maine tere liye - Dil Diya Dard Liya 416. O shama mujhe phoonk de - Aashiq 417. Hawa hawa ae hawa khushbu luta de - 418. " (film version) - Billoo Badshaah 419. Aaja sanam madhur chandni mein hum - Chori Chori 420. Tu cheez badi hai mast mast - Mohra 421. Ye chand sa roshan chehra - Kashmir Ki Kali 422. Shor mach gaya shor - Badla 423. Chalte chalte mere yeh geet - Chalte Chalte 424. Suhana safar aur ye mausam haseen - Madhumati 425. O meri sharmilee - Sharmilee 426. Chali chali re patang meri - Bhabhi 427. Gun gun gun bole bhanwarwa - Milan 428. Meri aankhon mein bas gaya - Barsaat 429. Zindagi khwab hai - Jaagte Raho 430. Ae dil-e-beqarar jhoom - Shahjahan 431. Udhar tum haseen ho idhar dil jawaan hai - Mr & Mrs 55 432. Husnwale tera jawab nahin - Gharana 433. Jaane kya tune kaha - Pyaasa 434. Tere pyar ka aasra chahta hoon - Dhool Ka Phool 435. Gir gaya jhumka girne do - Jugnu 436. Gore gore o banke chhore - Samadhi 437. Uthe sabke kadam tara rum pum pum - Baaton Baaton Mein 438. Ke pag ghungroo baandh meera naache - Namak Halaal 439. Deewane hain deewanon ko na ghar chahiye - Zanjeer 440. Poochho na yaar kya hua - Zamaane Ko Dikhana Hai 441. Bolo bolo kuch toh bolo - Zamaane Ko Dikhana Hai 442. Bachpan ke din bhi kya din the - Sujata 443. Antam fantam chhod de babu - Hum Sab Chor Hain 444. Dil mein chhupake pyaar - Aan 445. Tere chehre mein vo jaadu hai - Dharmatma 446. Chhota sa fasana hai tere mere pyar ka - Birha Ki Raat 447. Chhota sa ghar hoga - Naukri 448. Rahi matwale - Waris 449. Gaya andheraa hua ujaaraa - Subah Ka Tara 450. Sau saal pehle mujhe tum se pyaar tha - Jab Pyar Kisise Hota Hai 451. Kis pe jaan dijiye har chehra hai pyara - 452. Mere mehboob qayamat hogi - Mr. X In Bombay 453. Mohabbat hai kya cheez - Prem Rog 454. Aur iss dil mein kya rakha hai - Imaandaar 455. Tere mere beech mein laisa hai ye rishta - Ek Duuje Ke Liye 456. Dil ke jharokhe mein tujhko bithakar - Brahmachari

457. Keh do koi nahi kare yahan pyar - Goonj Uthi Shehnai 458. Tum roothi raho main manaata rahoon - Aas Ka Panchhi 459. Main kya karun Ram mujhe buddha mil gaya - Sangam 460. Mera pyar woh hain - Yeh Raat Phir Na Aayegi 461. Gulmohar gar tumhara - Devta 462. Neend nigahon ki - Lootera 463. Main toh beghar hoon - Suhaag 464. Yeh raat yeh barsaat - Awam 465. Kanchi re kanchi re - Hare Rama Hare Krishna 466. Chal chale ae dil- Jheel Ke Us Paar 467. Is reshmi paazeb ki jhankaar - Laila Majnu 468. Humen tum se pyar kitna - Kudrat 469. Dil hoom hoom kare (female) - Lekin 470. " (male version) - Lekin 471. Yeh hawa yeh raat yeh chandni - Sangdil 472. Le toh aye ho humen - Dulhan Wahi Jo Piya Man Bhaye 473. Main toh bhool chali babul ka des - Saraswatichandra 474. Yeh mera deewanapan hai - Yahudi 475. Chalo ek baar phir se - Gumrah 476. Mehendi laga ke rakhna - DDLJ 477. Hum tum yug yug se - Milan 478. Mehboob mere - Patthar Ke Sanam 479. O hansini - Zehreela Insaan 480. Kya dekhte ho - Qurbani 481. Yeh haseen vadiyan - Roja 482. Saranga teri yaad mein - Saranga 483. Kal ki haseen mulaqat ke liye - Charas 484. Main toh deewana - Milan 485. Meri qismat mein tu nahi shayad - Prem Rog 486. Main shayar toh nahi - Bobby 487. Zara nazron se keh do ji - Bees Saal Baad 488. Choom loon honth tere - Shreeman Ashique 489. Jaaneman jaaneman - Jaaneman 490. O meri jaan - Manzil Manzil 491. Teri ummeed tera intezaar - Deewana 492. Ek Toh Kum Zindagani - Qurbani 493. Doston se pyaar kiya - Shaan 494. Imli ka boota - Saudagar 494. Hanste hanste kat jayen raste - Khoon Bhari Maang 495. Tik tik tik - Kal Aaj Aur Kal 496. Naina barse rim jhim - Woh Kaun Thi 497. Jhoom jhoom ke nacho - Andaz 498. Toot gaye sab sapne mere - Parwana 499. Jadoogar katil - Kohinoor 500. Jawaan hai mohabbat - Anmol Ghadi 501. Haan deewana hoon main - Saranga 502. Sama hai suhana suhana - Ghar Ghar Ki Kahani 503. Eena meena deeka - Aasha 504. Mera husn lootne aaya - Chandralekha 505. Manzil wahi hai pyar ki - Kathputli 506. Babu samjho ishare - Chalti Ka Naam Gaadi 507. Dheere dheere aa re badal (male) - Kismet 508. " (female version) - Kismet 509. O jaanewala balamwa - Rattan 510. Yahan wahan sare - Aan Milo Sajna 511. Sun champa sun tara - Apna Desh 512. O haseena zulfon wali - Teesri Manzil 513. Maine dekha tune dekha - Dushman 514. Ye zindagi ke mele - Mela 515. O mere sona re - Teesri Manzil 516. Sajna sun sun meri chaabi ki - Rishta Kaagaz Ka 517. Tere nainon ke main deep jalaunga - Anuraag 518. Kehna na tum ye kisi se - Pati Patni Aur Tawaif 519. Bhali bhali si ek surat - Buddha Mil Gaya 520. Wada karle saajna - Haath Ki Safai

521. Maine poochha chand se - Abdullah 522. Seekha nahin sabak tune pyar ka - Sapnon Ka Saudagar 523. Chali re chali re meri nao chali re - Jhoola 524. Le gayi dil gudiya Japan ki - Love In Tokyo 525. Jaate ho jaane jaana - Parvarish 526. Mujhe dekhkar aapka muskarana - Ek Musafir Ek Hasina 527. Chaand sa mukhda - Insaan Jaag Utha 528. Hai agar dushman zamana - Hum Kisise Kum Nahi 529. Pal pal samay tu dheere dheere chal - Karm 530. Ganga meri maa ka naam - Tumse Achha Kaun Hai 531. Tumko hamari umar lag jaye - Ayee Milan Ki Bela 532. Ibtidaye ishq mein hum - Hariyali Aur Raasta 533. Jalte hain kiske liye - Hariyali Aur Rasta 534. Giridhar Gopala bala - Meera 535. Panchhi banoon - Chori Chori 536. Savere wali gaadi se - Laat Saheb 537. In hawaon mein in fizaon mein - Gumrah 538. " (2nd version) - Gumrah 539. Main hoon khush rang henna - Henna 540. Kuch bhi na socho - Bombay 541. Tamma tamma loge - Thanedaar 542. Jhoom barabar jhoom sharabi - 5 Rifles 543. Tere zulfon se judai toh nahi mangi thi - Jab Pyar Kisi Se Hota Hai 544. Tu is tarah se meri - Aap Toh Aise Na The 545. Milte hi aankhen - Babul 546. Kya karoon sajani - Swami 547. Chal chameli bagh mein - Krodhi 548. Chal mere bhai - Naseeb 549. Kasme wade pyar wafa sab - Upkar 550. Hum Bewafaa - Shalimar 551. Mere dushman tu meri dosti ko tarse - Aaye Din Bahaar Ke 552. Meri bheegi bheegi si palkon pe - Anamika 553. Na jaiyo pardes - Karma 554. Gham ka fasana - Manchali 555. Bandhan toote na - Paap Ki Duniya 556. Bol radha bol - Bol Radha Bol 557. Teri adaaon pe marta hoon - Barsaat 558. Yeh nadanon ki - Love And God 559. Pardesiyon se na - Jab Jab Phool Khile 560. Patthar ke khuda patthar ke sanam - Pvt album(Jagjit Singh) 561. Ye zameen gaa rahi hai - Teri Kasam 562. Saanson se nahi - Mohabbat 563. Ae bhai zaraa dekh ke chalo - Mera Naam Joker 564. Chahe koi mujhe junglee kahe - Junglee 565. Woh chand khila wo taare hanse - Anari 566. Pyar ho toh kehdo yes - Dil Deke Dekho 567. Shola jo bhadke - Albela 568. Aap jaisa koi - Qurbani 569. Aaja zara mere dil ke sahare dilruba - Ek Jhalak 570. Munna bada pyara - Musafir

571. Na tum hamein jaano - Baat Ek Raat Ki 572. Main toh har mod par - Chetna 573. Aap kahen aur hum na aayen - Des Pardes 574. Aaj ki raat ye kaisi raat - Aman 575. Pallo latke - Aman 576. Main hoon ghoda yeh hai gaadi - Kunwara Baap 577. Dil mera ek aas ka panchhi - Ek Aas Ka Panchhi 578. Main bambai ka babu - Naya Daur 579. Yun toh humne lakh haseen dekhe hain - Tumsa Nahi Dekha 580. Ta ra ri Aa ra ri Ye sawan rut tum aur hum - Dastaan 581. Ho mora nadaan baalma na jane ji ki baat - Ujala 582. O leke pehla pehla pyar - CID 583. Kali ke roop mein - Nau Do Gyarah 584. Chal chal chal mere saathi - Haathi Mere Saathi 585. O Mr. Banjo - Hum Sab Chor Hain 586. Lara lappa lara lappa - Ek Thi Ladki 587. Chup ho ja - Bandi 588. Jis din se juda vo humse hue - Pvt album (Pankaj Udhas) 589. Aye gulbadan - Professor 590. Bhanwara bada nadaan - Sahib Biwi Aur Ghulam 591. Tanha tanha yahan pe jeena - Rangeela 592. Mujhe duniyawalon sharabi na samjho - Leader 593. Tum toh dil ke taar chhedkar - Roop Ki Rani Choron Ka Raja 594. Hamare siva tumhare aur kitne - Apradh 595. Hawa ke saath saath - Seeta Aur Geeta 596. Ghunghta khol na - Suhaagan 597. Banda parvar tham lo jigar - Phir Wahi Dil Laya Hoon 598. Dil ne phir yaad kiya - Dil Ne Phir Yaad Kiya 599. Phir aah dil se nikli - Mela 600. Laila O Laila - Qurbani 601. Ae jaan-e-jigar dil me samane aaja - Aaram 602. Bade armaan se rakha hai balam teri kasam - Malhar 603. Thande thande pani se - Pati Patni Aur Woh 604. Mujhe tum se kuch bhi na chahiye - Kanhaiya 605. Ruk ja o jane wali ruk ja - Kanhaiya 606. Ek dil aur sau afsane - Ek Dil Aur Sau Afsane 607. Ropo tera mastana -Aradhana 608. Gaadi bula rahi hai - Dost 609. Likhe jo khat tujhe - Kanyadaan 610. Tum kamsin ho nadaan ho - Ayee Milan Ki Bela 611. Amar akbar anthony - Amar Akbar Anthony 612. Badan pe sitare - Prince 613. Tutak tutak tutiya (female) - Ghar Ka Chirag 614. Sheeshe se pee ya paimane se pee - Phool Aur Patthar 615. Pyar ka tohfa tera - Tohfa 616. Phoolon ke rang se - Prem Pujari 617. Man ki been matwari baaje - Shabab 618. Ye dil na hota bechara - Jewel Thief 619. Saathiya tune kya kiya - Love 620. Nagari nagari dware dware - Mother India 621. Tu hi re - Bombay 622. Kya hua tera wada - Hum Kisise Kum Nahi 623. Dil jo na keh saka - Bheegi Raat 624. Aaina wohi rehta hai - Shalimar 625. Sohni chenab de kinare (male version) - Sohni Mahiwal 626. Sheesha ho ya dil ho - Aasha 627. Mere paas aao nazar toh milao - Sunghursh 628. Aankhon me ummeedon ke ho kuch sapne - Bombay 629. Simati hui ye ghadiyan - Chambal Ki Kasam 630. Sun ri sakhi - Hum Se Hai Muqabla 631. Mohabbat bade kaam ki cheez hai - Trishul 632. Tujh sang preet lagai sajna - Kaamchor 633. Aa teri tasveer bana loon - Nadaan 634. Chup chup khade ho zaroor koi baat hai - Badi Bahen 635. Meri dushman hai yeh - Main Tulsi Tere Aangan Ki 636. Woh kaun hai - Anjaana 637. Jaisa des waisa bhes - Des Pardes 638. Saat saheliyan khadi khadi - Vidhaata 639. Itna na mujhse tu pyar badha - Chhaya 640. Yaad aa gayi wo nasheelee nigahen - Manzil 641. Mujhko iss raat ki tanhai me awaaz na do - Dil Bhi Tera Hum Bhi Tere 642. Saawan ke badalon - Rattan 643. Hawa me udta jaye - Barsaat 644. Badal yun garajta hai - Betaab 645. Mere pyar ki umar ho itni - Waaris 646. Koi jab raah na paye - Dosti 647. Geet gaata chal - Geet Gaata Chal 648. Dil ek mandir hai - Dil Ek Mandir 649. Lagi aaj sawan ki - Chandni 650. Ek ladki jiska naam - Aag Aur Shola 651. Jab deep jale aana - Chitchor 652. Ilu ilu - Saudagar 653. Panna ki tamanna hai ki - Heera Panna 654. Hum pyar ka sauda karte hain - Zindagi 655. Chand jaise mukhde pe - Sawan Ko Aane Do 656. Jab uska chehra mehkega - Yaadon Ka Mausam 657. Patjhad sawan basant bahaar (female)- Sindoor 658. " (duet) - Sindoor 659. Neeli neeli ghata - Hum Hindustani 660. Dil dil se milakar dekho - Mem Saheb 661. Kasam kya hoti hai - Kasam 662. Na kajre ki dhar - Mohra 663. Jaaneman jaaneman - Chhoti Si Baat

664. Mehmaan nazar ki ban ja - Singhasan

665. Devi o baby tu ban ja meri biwi - Maqsad 666. Ik dil ke tukde hazaar hue - Pyar Ki Jeet 667. Thokar me hai meri sara zamana - Shehzada 668. Meet na mila re man ka - Abhimaan 669. Pal bhar ke liye koi hamen - Johny Mera Naam 670. Aadmi musafir hai - Apnapan 671. Ziindagi ki na toote ladi - Kranti 672. Ungli mein angoothi -Ram Avataar 673. Rangeela re - Rangeela 674. Main tum me samaa jaun -Raaste Pyar Ke 675. Man kyun behka ri behka -Utsav 676. Kasme vaade nibhayenge hum -Kasme Vaade 677. Maana ho tum behad haseen - Aisa Bhi Hota Hai 678. Duniya ye duniya toofan mail - Toofan Mail 679. Surma mera nirala - Kabhi Anhera kabhi Ujala 680. Bachpan ke din bhula na dena (duet)- Deedaar 681. " (male) -Deedaar 682. Kuchi kuch rakma-Bombay 683. Chandni-Chandni

684. Main bangali chhokra - Raagini 685. Saamne gali mein mera ghar hai - Mirza Sahibaan 686. Do sitaaron ka zameen - Kohinoor 687. More saiyan ji utarenge paar ho - Uran Khatola 688. Peete peete kabhi kabhi - Bairaag 689. Dhoop me nikla na karo - Giraftaar 690. Ek sawaal main karun - Sasuraal 691. Pal do pal ka saath - The Burning Train 692. Pyar zindagi hai - Muqaddar Ka Sikandar 693. Rambha ho ho ho - Armaan 694. Public hai sab jaanti hai - Roti 695. Pyar ka wada fiffty fiffty - Fiffty Fiffty 696. Yeh parda hata do - Ek Phool Do Maali 697. Dil ki kitaab kori hai - Yaar Mera 698. Aaj ki taaza khabar - Son Of India 699. Ek ladki bheegi bhaagi si - Chalti Ka Naam Gaadi 700. Halke halke chalo saanware - Taangewali 701. Dekho jadoo bhare more nain - Aasmaan 702. Teri duniya se door - Zabak 703. Aaja teri yaad aayi - Charas 704. Hoke majboor usne mujhe bhulaya hoga - Haqeeqat 705. Kuchh na kaho - 1942 A Love Story 706. Aya hoon main tujhko le jaoonga - Manoranjan 707. Khayalon mein kisike iss tarah aya nahi karte - Bawre Nain 708. Meri kahani bhoolnewale - Deedaar 709. Ek main hoon ek meri beqasi ki shaam hai - Tarana 710. Awaaz de kahaan hai - Anmol Ghadi 711. Ek tu jo mila (sad) - Himalay Ki God Mein 712. Mehndi lagi mere - Mehndi Lagi Mere Haath 713. Sun ri pawan pawan purbaiya- Anuraag 714. Dil tera kisne toda - Dayavan 715. Kyun yaad aa rahe hain - Anmol Ghadi 716. Mere bachpan ke saathi - Anmol Ghadi 717. Maar gayi mujhe teri judai - Judaai 718. Aaja meri barbaad mohabbat - Anmol Ghadi 719. Uthaye ja unke sitam - Andaz 720. Dil ke tukde tukde karke - Dada 721. Zaroorat hai zaroorat hai - Manmauji 722. Saanson ki zaroorat hai - Aashiqui 723. Awaara hoon - Awaara 724. Mana janab ne pukar nahi - Paying Guest 725. Aaj se pehle aaj se zyada - Chitchor 726. Sheesha e dil itna na uchhalo - Dil Apna Aur Preet Parai 727. Shukriya ai pyar tera - Aaram 728. Socha tha kya - Anmol Ghadi 729. Kyun mil gaya bhagwan - Anmol Ghadi 730. Dekh tere sansaar ki haalat - Nastik 731. Karvan guzar gaya gubar dekhte rahe - Nai Umar Ki Nai Fasal 732. Koi maane ya na maane - Adhikar 733. Likha hai teri aankhon mein - Teen Deviyan 734. Ye mard bade dil sard - Miss Mary 735. Mere mehboob tujhe salaam - Baghavat 736. Mera yaar bana hai dulha - Chaudhvin Ka Chand 737. Tum itna jo muskura rahe ho - Arth 738. Tere nainon ne chori kiya - Pyar Ki Jeet 739. Sunke teri pukar - Fakira 740. Hum tum ek kamre me band hon - Bobby 741. Zamane me sabse purani - Lovers 742. Gori tera gaon bada pyara - Chitchor 743. Kali ghata chhai - Kali Ghata 744. Ho maine pyar kiya - Jis Desh Mein Ganga Behti Hai 745. Ban ke panchhi gaun pyar ka tarana - Anari 746. Bade hain dil ke kale - Dil Deke Dekho 747. Ye nazren milakar bachana toh dekho - Ghaayal(51) 748. Sar par topi lal - Tumsa Nahi Dekha 749. Jhoomta mausam mast maheena - Ujala 750. Piya piya piya - Baap Re Baap

751. Tera jalwa jisne dekha - Ujala 752. Aankhon me kya ji - Nau do Gyarah 753. Duniya rang rangili - Dharti Mata 754. Shaam dhale khidki tale - Albela 755. O duniya ke rehne valo bolo kahan gaya chitchor - Dil Ki Rani 756. Sajan ke naina jadoo baan - Najma 757. Chhodo kal ki baatein - Hum Hindustani 758. Ujiyara bhor ka - Kariya Kshama/Bandhan Banhon Ka 759. Jumma chumma de de - Hum 760. Ho ho ho garmi hai saanson me - Maqsad 761. Kaise karoon main prem ki baat - Anita 762. Dil behalta hai mera - Khudgarz 763. Mere jaavan saathi - Ek Duuje Ke Liye 764. De de pyar de - Sharaabi 765. Tutak tutak tutiya (male) - Ghar Ka Chirag 766. O priya priya - Dil 767. Gori kab se hui jawaan - Phool Bane Angaarey 768. Zara sa jhoom loon main - Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge 769. Turu ru turu ru - Jwar Bhata 770. Kajra mohabbat wala - Kismat 771. Gum hai kisi ke pyar mein - Raampur Ka Lakshman 772. Dheere dheere bol koi sun na le - Gora aur Kala 773. Chalta hai do dilon ka sansar - Singhasan 774. Patali kamar hai - Barsaat 775. Neele neele ambar par (male) - Kalaakaar 776. " (female version) - Kalaakaar 777. Jab chhaye mera jadoo - Lootmaar 778. Kisi din banoongi main raja ki rani - Raja 779. Peena haraam hai - Chameli Ki Shaadi 780. O lal dupatte wali - Aankhen 781. Aa jaana aa jaana - Coolie No. 1 782. Chehra kya dekhte ho - Salaami 783. Tune bechain itna zyada kiya - Nagina 784. Raja ko rani se pyaar - Akele Hum Akele Tum 785. Bhala hai bura hai - Naseeb Apna Apna 786. Zindagi mauj udane ka naam - Avtaar 787. Dhanno ki aankhon mein - Kitaab 788. Hum banjaron ki - Dharam Veer 789. Ek se badhkar ek - Ek Se Badhkar Ek 790. Pak chik pak - Raja Babu 791. Pyaar karne wale - Shaan 792. Main rangeela pyar ka rahi - Chhoti Behen 793. Ye hai Geeta ka gyaan - Sanyasi 794. Ek chhoti si duniya re - Basant 795. Tum chal rahe ho - Duniya Na Maane

796. Aya sawan jhoom ke - Aya Sawan Jhoom Ke 797. Bole re papihara - Guddi 798. Qismat ki hawa kabhi naram - Albela 799. Tujhe bulayen ye meri baahen - Ram Teri Ganga Maili 800. Koi jab tumhara hriday tod de - Purab Aur Pachhim 801. Ek din bik jayega mati ke mol - Dharam Karam 802. Sayonara sayonara - Love In Tokyo 803. Tu kahan gayee thi - Dharam Karam 804. Pyar mohabbat ke siva - Pyar Mohabbat 805. Pehle pehle pyar ki mulakaten - The Great Gambler 806. Tip tip barsa pani - Mohra 807. Ding dong o baby sing song - Hero 808. Aji aisa mauka phir kahan milega - An Evening In Paris 809. Dil tera diwana hai sanam - Dil Tera Diwana 810. Us mast nazar ki padi jo nazar - Parwana 811. Haath seene pe jo rakh do - Mirza Sahiban 812. Jaane jaa dhoondta phir raha - Jawani Diwani 813. Pyar maanga hai tumhi se - College Girl

814. My heart is bleeding - Julie 815. Aankhon mein neendein na dil mein karar - Sanam 816. Karte hain hum pyaar Mr. India se - Mr. India 817. More raja ho - Nadiya Ke Paar 818. Barse re sawan - Dariya Dil 819. Ho mori bali umariya - Nateeja 820. Afsana likh rahi hoon - Dard 821. Woh jab yaad aye - Parasmani 822. Humsafar gham jo mohabbat mein diya - Pvt album (Anup Jalota) 823. Lachhmi Murat Daras Dikhaye -Street Singer (1938) 824. Dharti ko aakaash pukare - Mela 825. Tum agar mujhko na chaho - Dil Hi To Hai 826. Piya milane naveli nadi jaye re - Jail Yatra 827. Ehsaan mere dil pe tumhara hai doston - Gaban 828. Chhod gaye balam - Barsaat 829. Ae mere dil kahin aur chal - Daag 830. Chaah barbaad karegi - Shahjehan 831. Bahaaron ne mera chaman - Devar 832. Mera sunder sapna toot gaya - Shahjehan 833. Zindagi dene wale sun - Dil e nadaan 834. Koi humdum na raha - Jeevan Naiya 835. Dukh se bhara hua hai dil - Jaan Pehchaan 836. Ae dil mujhe aisi jagah le chal - Arzoo 837. Insaaf ka mandir hai ye - Amar 838. Bichhde hue pardesi - Barsaat 839. Bhagwan do ghadi zara insaan banke dekh - Bahar 840. Lagan more mann ki - Babul 841. Ae gham e dil kya karoon - Thokar 842. Mere toota hue dil se - Chhalia 843. Tasveer banata hoon tasveer nahi banti - Baradari 844. Hue hum jin ke liye barbaad - Deedaar 845. Dekh liya maine kismat ka tamasha - Deedaar 846. Yahan badla wafa ka - Jugnu 847. Naseeb dar pe tere aazmaane - Deedaar 848. Aap yun hi agar humse milte rahe - Ek Musafir Ek Hasina 849. Bahut shukriya badi meherbani - Ek Musafir Ek Hasina 850. Gumnaam hai koi - Gumnaam 851. Teri duniya me dil lagta nahi - Bawre Nain 852. Hum tujhse mohabbat karke - Awaara 853. Ye duniya hai - Shair 854. Gareebon ka paseena - Naya Aadmi 855. Chhup gaya koi re door se pukar ke - Champakali 856. Hamein toh shaam e gham mein - Jugnu 857. Chal chal re naujawan - Bandhan 858. Lakdi ki kathi - Masoom 859. O mungada mungada - Inkaar 860. Main tera tota - Paap Ki Duniya 861. Arey deewano mujhe pehchaano - Don 862. Aap ko dekh ke - Kishen Kanhaiya 863. Jaane mujhe kya hua re - Jaanwar Aur Insaan 864. Uljhan hazaar koi dale - Chandi Sona 865. Sooni sooni ankhon mein - Lal Dupatta Malmal ka 866. Ruk ja zara kidhar ko chala - Izzat 867. Julie Julie Johny ka dil - Jeete hain Shaan Se 868. A aa ee o o o - Raja Babu 869. Do deewane shehar mein - Gharaonda 870. Zindagi aa raha hoon main - Mashaal 871. Baazi kisi ne pyar ki - Nazrana 872. Shayad wo jaa rahe hain - Mela 873. Marne ki duayen kyun mangu - Ziddi 874. Koi humdum na raha - Jhumroo 875. Main teri dushman - Nagin 876. Jeevan ki bagiya mehkegi - Tere Mere Sapna 877. Gori gori gaon ki gori - Yeh Gulistan Hamara 878. Pehla pehla pyar hai - Hum Aapke Hain Koun..! 879. Dal roti khao prabhu ke gun gao - Jwar Bhata 880. Bachche man ke sachche - Do Kaliyan 881. Hum to chale pardes - Sargam 882. Dil lena khel hai dildaar ka - Zamaane Ko Dikhana Hai 883. Sharafat chhod di maine - Sharafat 884. Aye yaar sun yaari teri - Suhaag 885. Apne jeevan ki uljhan ko - Uljhan 886. Amiron ki shaam garibon ke naam - Naam 887. Yeh andha kanoon - Andha Kanoon 888. Tayyab ali pyar ka dushman - Amar Akbar Anthony 889. Waqt se din aur raat - Waqt 890. Neel gagan par udte badal - Humraaz 891. Jile le jile le ayo ayo jile le - Tarzan 892. Baith ja khadi ho ja - Amir Garib 893. Raah mein unse mulaqat ho gayi - Vijaypath 894. Mere naseeb me tu hai ke nahi - Naseeb 895. Main tumse mohabbat karti hun - Warrant 896. Tere jaisa yaar kahan - Yaarana 897. Aaj humne dil ka har kissa tamaam kar diya - Sir 898. Ek baat dil mein ayi hai - Rahi Badal Gaye 899. Hum tumhe itna pyar karenge - Sees Saal Baad 900. Mujhe aisi mili haseena - Jaanwar Aur Insaan

901. Do bechare bina sahare - Victoria No. 203

902. Dil bekaraar tha - Teri Meherbaniyan 903. Aai diwali aai diwali - Rattan 904. I am a disco dancer - Disco Dancer 905. Chun chun karti aai chidiya - Ab Dilli Door Nahi

906. Ruk ja o dil diwane - Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge

907. Rim jhim badarwa barse - Tonga-Wali 908. Saiyan dil me aana re - Bahar 909. Meri jaan sunday ke sunday - Shehnai 910. Manwa mein pyar dole - Sartaj 911. Kare badra tu na ja - Shikast 912. Ni sultana re - Pyar Ka Mausam 913. Aaja shaam hone aai - Maine Pyar Kiya 914. O mere raja - Johny Mera Naam 915. Wada na tod - Dil Tujhko Diya 916. Laal laal gaal - Mr X 917. Aaj ki raat piya dil na todo - Baazi 918. Albela main ek dilwala - Miss India 919. Aao twist karen - Bhoot Bungla 920. Pyar par bas toh nahi hai - Sone Ki Chidiya 921. Aye sanam tere liye - Karma 922. O meri mehbooba - Dharam Veer 923. Hawa Hawai - Mr. India 924. Hay hay ye majboori - Roti Kapda Aur Makaan 925. Taad Teri Aayegi - Ek Jaan Hain Hum 926. Badal jaye agar mali - Baharen Phir Bhi Ayengi 927. Hum premi prem karna jaane - Parvarish 928. Na maange sona chandi (parody song) - Mr India 929. Aaj Phir Tumpe Pyar Aya Hai - Dayavaan 930. Pyar kiya hai pyar karenge - Pyar Kiya Hai Pyar Karenge 931. Teri jawani ka bhi charcha - Hawalaat 932. Hai preet jahan ki reet - Purab Aur Pachhim 933. Khilona jaan kar tum toh - Khilona 934. Main ek nanha sa - Harishchandra Taramati 935. Pyar karne wale kabhi darte nahi - Hero 936. Aane se uske aayi bahaar - Jeene Ki Raah 937. Jai bolo beimaan ki - Beimaan 938. Lambuji lambuji - Coolie 939. Laal chhadi maidan khadi - Jaanwar 940. Tumhe apna saathi banane - Pyar Jhukta Nahi 941. Chal kahin door nikal jayen - Doosra Aadmi 942. Kaali teri choti hai - Bahaar Aane Tak 943. Boom boom - Star 944. Jao tum chahe jahan - Narsimha 945. Ek do teen - Tezaab 946. Kaajal wale nain mila ke - Devar 947. Main sote bhaag jagaa dunga - Lagan 948. Mujhe naulakha manga de re - Sharaabi 949. Yaar bina chain kahan re - Saaheb 950. Teri galiyon me - Charas 951. Dil aisa kisi ne mera - Amanush 952. O majhi re apna kinara - Khushboo 953. Sawan ke jhoole (happy) - Jurmana 954. " (sad) - Jurmana 955. Iss jahan ki nahi hai - King Uncle 956. Charoo chandra - Man Pasand 957. Tune preet jo mujhse jodi - Meera ka Mohan 958. Jurm-e-ulfat pe log hamein sazaa dete hain - Tajmahal 959. Sa re ga ma pa - Abhinetri 960. Aap ke kamre mein koi rehta hai - Yaadon Ki Baaraat 961. Ek tara bole - Yaadgaar 962. Sultana sultana - Taraana 963. Meri jaan meri jaan - Yahudi 964. Tu rootha toh main ro dungi sanam - Jawaani 965. Sapnon ke sheher - Ahsaas 966. Bharat humko jaan se pyara hai - Roja 967. Ik raasta hai zindagi - Kaala Patthar 968. Ganga Ram ki samajh me na aye - Pehchan 969. Ye raat mein jo mazaa hai - Kasam Paida Karne Wale Ki 970. Akele hum akele tum - Akele hum Akele Tum 971. Aaj mere yaar ki shaadi hai - Aadmi Sadak Ka 972. Haye re haye neend nahi aaye - Humjoli 973. Suhani raat dhal chuki - Dulaari 974. Dil se mile dil - Dil Se Mile Dil 975. Na jaane kya ho gaya - Baazi 976. Mujhe tumse mohabbat hai - Bachpan 977. Main ban ki chidiya ban ke - Achhut Kanya 978. Mere jubna ka dekho ubhaar - Man Ki Jeet(44) 979. Ye kaun aaya - Baazi 980. Sabarmati ke sant tune - Jagriti 981. Dum dum deega deega - Chhalia 982. Sukoon dil ka mayassar - Street Singer 983. Budtameez kaho ya kaho janwar - Budtameez 984. Teri meherbaniyan - Teri Meherbaniyan 985. Hai bas ki har ek un ke - Mirza Ghalib 986. Tum akele toh kabhi baag mein - Aao Pyaar Karen 987. Bata dun kya lana - Patthar Ke Sanam 988. Mujhe tumse hai kitne gile - Ram Lakhan 989. Ayee hain bahaaren mite zulm o sitam - Ram Aur Shyam 990. Jijaji jijaji - Sajan Bina Suhagan 991. Maye ni maye - Hum Aapke Hain Koun..! 992. Tu shaayar hai main teri shaayari - Saajan 993. Mr. John ya Baba Khan - Baarish 994. Ye dharti chaand sitaare - Kurbaan 995. Tera beemaar mera dil - Chaal Baaz 996. Disco Deewane - Pvt album (Nazia Hassan) 997. Bhagwaab ek qasoor ki - Gehra Daag 998. Dil deewana (male) - Maine Pyar Kiya 999. " (duet) - Maine Pyar Kiya 1000. " (full song) - Maine Pyar Kiya 1001. Tere mere milan ki ye raina - Abhimaan 1002. Ek rasta aha aha do rahi - Ram Balram 1003. Ek aankh maroon toh - Tohfa 1004. Na jaane kahan se ayi hai - Chaal Baaz 1005. Tera saath hai kitna pyara - Janbaaz 1006. O manchali - Manchali 1007. Maa mujhe apne aanchal me - Chhota Bhai 1008. Ajab hai Maalik tera jahan - Chirag Kahan Aur Roshni Kahan 1009. Jhoom jhoom dhalti raat - Kohra 1010. Agar muhse mohabbat hai - Aap Ki Parchhaiyan 1011. Zara ruk ja pyare - Sitaron Se Aage 1012. Qasoor aapka hazoor aapka - Bahar 1013. Yeh do deewane dil ke - Johar Mehmood In Goa 1014. Rahi manwa dukh ki chnta jyun - Dosti 1015. Mera naam Abdul Rehman - Bhai Bhai 1016. Yeh jo halka halka suroor hai - Souten Ki Beti 1017. Dafar ko der ho gayi - Haisiyat 1018. Chalo chalen maa - Jagriti 1019. Tu kahe agar - Andaz 1020. Teri mohabbat ne dil - Rang

1021. Maine bhi ek geet likha hai - Hamara Khandaan

1022. Choodi maza na degi - Sanam Bewafa

1023. Naar dana anaar dana - Henna 1024. Matwali aankhon wale - Chhote Nawab 1025. Mera salaam leja - Uran Khatola 1026. Kahe jadoo kiya/ Jaadugar balma - Naghma 1027. Dhadakne lagi dil ke taaron ki duniya - Dhool Ka Phool 1028. Gori ka sajan - Aakhree Raasta 1029. Chhedo dhun - Ghar Sansar 1030. Balam dheere bol koi sun lega - Basant 1031. Raat ko jee chamke taare - Aag 1032. Doni jawani ki masti me choor - Coolie 1033. Yaad rakhna chaand taron - Anokha Pyar 1034. Dil dhoondta hai phir wahi - Mausam 1035. Dheere dheere aap meri - Baazi 1036. Hansta hua noorani chehra - Parasmani 1037. Tumhi ho mata pita tumhi ho - Main Chup Rahungi 1038. Main aashiq hoon bahaaron ka - Aashiq 1039. Rote hue aate hain sab - Muqaddar Ka Sikandar 1040. Tere dar par sanam (male) - Phir Teri Kahani Yaad Ayi 1041. " (female) - Phir Teri Kahani Yaad Ayi 1042. Nazar ke saamne jigar ke paar - Aashiqui 1043. O Maria O Maria - Saagar 1044. Shaadi ke liye raza mand kar li - Devi 1045. Khat maine tere naam likha - Bekhudi 1046. Babul ka yeh ghar behana - Daata 1047. Huzurevala jo na ijaazat - Yeh Raat Phir Na Aayegi 1048. Ye dosti hum nahi todenge - Sholay 1049. " (sad) - Sholay 1050. Dil ke tukde huwe aur jigar lut gaya - Son Of India 1051. Ram teri ganga maili ho gayi - Ram Teri Ganga Maili 1052. Aaja aaja main hoon pyar tera - Teesri Manzil 1053. Parda hai parda - Amar Akbar Anthony 1054. Parayi hoon parayi meri arzoo na kar - Kanyadaan 1055. Hum chhod chale hain mehfil ko -Ji Chahta Hai 1056. Pyar mein dil pe - Mahaan 1057. Tu mujhe kubool - Khuda Gawah 1058. Wah wah Ramji - Hum Aapke Hain Koun..! 1059. Sajan ki galiyan chhod chale - Bazaar 1060. Ghoonghat ke pat khol - Jogan 1061. CAT Cat cat maane billi - Dilli Ka Thug 1062. Pagdi pehen ke turredar akadta kyun hai - Madhosh 1063. Kam se kam itna - Dil Tera Aashiq 1064. Duniya ki sair kar lo - Around The World 1065. Thandi thandi hawa mein - Prince 1066. Jyot se jyot jalate chalo - Sant Gyaneshwar 1067. Matwaari naar thumak thumak chali - Ek Phool Char Kaante 1068. Sansaar ki har shay ka - Dhund 1069. Dekha na haye re socha na haye re - Bombay to Goa 1070. Bure bhi hum bhale bhi hum - Banarasi Babu 1071. Na to zameen ke liye hai na aasmaan - Dastaan 1072. Chhoo lene do naazuk hothon ko - Kaajal 1073. Wah wah kya rang hai - Singhasan 1074. Dhak dhak karne laga - Beta 1075. Pi pi pi pi piya - Prem Deewane 1076. Chalo re doli uthao - Jaani Dushman 1077. Kaho ji tum kya kya khareedoge - Sadhna 1078. Aa dekhen zara - Rocky 1079. Chaha tha banun pyar ki rahon ka devta - Gunahon Ka Devta 1080. Chandi ki deewar na todi - Vishwas 1081. Chane ke khet mein- Anjaam 1082. Aa mere humjoli aa - Jeene Ki Raah 1083. Are yaar meri - Teen Devian 1084. Baazigar o baazigar - Baazigar 1085. Rukmani rukmani - Roja 1086. Samjhauta ghamon se karlo (male) - Samjhauta 1087. " (female) -Samjhauta 1088. Watan ki raah mein - Shaheed 1089. Mere dost kissa ye kya ho gaya - Dostana 1090. Mujhe tumse mohabbat hai -Gundaraj 1091. Mere mitwa mere meet re - Geet 1092. Hum tere bin kahin reh nahi pate - Sadak 1093. Kaali palak teri gori - Do Chor 1094. Tujhe na dekhun toh chain - Rang 1095. Kahan chal diye - Jhuk Gaya Aasmaan 1096. Jalta hai jiya mera - Zakhmee 1097. Suit boot mein aya kanhaiya - Kishen Kanhaiya 1098. Bol baby bol - Meri Jung 1099. Kabutar ja ja ja - Maine Pyar Kiya 1100. Main aaj bauhut khush hoon - Sansar 1101. Ho dil se dil ki pappi - Giraftaar 1102. Hoke mayoos tere darr se - Laila Majnu 1103. Duniya badal gayi meri - Babul 1104. Meri awaaz suno - Naunihal 1105. Na tumne kiya - Nache Mayuri 1106. Shamma jale toh jale - Paying Guest 1107. April fool banaya - April Fool 1108. Amir se hoga ya garib se - Insaniyat Ke Dushman 1109. Sun baal brahmachari - Sanyasi 1110. Main jat yamla pagla - Pratiggya 1111. Zamana toh hai naukar biwi ka - Naukar Biwi Ka 1112. Main hoon prem rogi - Prem Rog 1113. Saat samundar paar - Vishwatma 1114. Dil pukare jeevare aare - Jeeva 1115. Kya kare kya na kare - Rangeela 1116. Chal sanyasi mandir mein - Sanyasi 1117. Gaon mein rehte hanste rote -Dildaar 1118. Aayega aayega - Meherbaan 1119. Tu na mili toh hum jogi - Victoria No. 203 1120. Bade achhe lagte hain - Balika Badhu 1121. Jab Jab teri surat dekhun -Janbaaz 1122. Aap yahan aye kisliye - Kal Aaj Aur Kal 1123. Aisi deewangi - Deewana 1124. Jalta hai badan - Raziya Sultan 1125. Ye kaali kaali aankhen - Baazigar 1126. Deewani deewani - First Love Letter 1127. Ye mera prem patra padhkar -Sangam 1128. Tumhari nazar kyon khafa ho gayi - Do Kaliyan 1129. Tu kitne baras ki - Karz 1130. Hey raju hey daddy - Ek Hi Bhool 1131. Log kehte hain - Khudgarz 1132. Pyar hamara amar rahega- Muddat

1133. Ek tu jo mila - Himalay Ki God Mein

1134. Garibon ki suno - Dus Lakh 1135. Tera husn rahe mera ishq rahe - Do Dil 1136. Mohabbat inayat karam - Bahaar Aane Tak 1137. Salaamat rahe dostana hamara - Dostana 1138. Ye kali jab tak phool ban ke - Aye Din Bahaar Ke 1139. Mano toh main ganga maa hoon - Ganga Ki Saugandh 1140. Chahe meri jaan tu lele - Dayavan 1141. Kuch na kaho - 1942 A Love Story 1142. Bada hi CID hai - Chandan 1143. Maar katari mar jana - Shehnai 1144. Yaara o yaara - Benaam 1145. Roja jaaneman - Roja 1146. Ishq mein mere rabba - Sanam 1147. Tu tu tu tu taara - Bol Radha Bol 1148. Kaisa lagta hai - Baaghi 1149. Logo ka dil agar - Man Pasand 1150. Baahon mein teri - Kaala Patthar 1151. Naina deewane ek nahi maane - Afsar 1152. Ajnabi tum jaane pehchaane - Hum Sab Ustad Hain 1153. Piya tu ab toh aaja - Teesri Manzil 1154. Chal akela chal - Sambandh 1155. Yaara o yaara - Ram Teri Ganga Maili 1156. Jab hum jawaan honge - Betaab 1157. Kagaz kalam - Hum 1158. Usko nahi dekha - Daadi Maa 1159. Guni jano bhakt jano - Aansoo Aur Muskaan 1160. Jogan bana ke piya - Chand Chakori 1161. Tera teer o bepir - Shararat 1162. Ruk jaana o jaana - Warrant 1163. Mera naam Rita Christina - April Fool 1164. Urvashi Urvashi - Hum Se Hai Muqabla 1165. Main tera aashiq hoon - Gumrah 1166. Tujhe kitna pyar karen - Kudrat Ka Kanoon 1167. O miss de de kiss - Love 86 1168. Main rickshawala - Chhoti Bahen 1169. Kabhi bhoola kabhi yaad kiya - Sapne Sajan Ke 1170. Taki taki - Himmatwala 1171. Chumma chumma - Pataal Bhairavi 1172. Saala main toh saahab ban gaya - Gopi 1173. O meri jaan - Jaani Dushman 1174. Jahan chaar yaar - Sharaabi 1175. Dil hai chhota sa - Roja 1176. Main pyar ki pujaran - Hatya 1177. Somwar ko hum mile - Apnapan 1178. Naam abdul hai mera - Shaan 1179. Gutar gutar - Dalaal 1180. Andheri raaton mein - Shahenshah 1181. Dariya kinare ek bunglow - Sabse Bada Rupaiya 1182. Bambai se aya mera dost - Aap Ki Khatir 1183. Na jhatko zulf se paani - Shehnai 1184. Aankhon aankhon mein - Aankhon Aankhon Mein 1185. Kaun ho tum jo - Mashooq 1186. Mushkil hai bahut mushkil - Mahal 1187. Naam saare mujhe bhool - Sindoor 1188. Hum bhi agar bachche hote - Door Ki Awaaz 1189. Bhaiya mere rakhi ke bandhan ko- Chhoti Bahen 1190. Kehdo ki tum ho meri varna - Tezaab

1191. Chana jor garam babu - Kranti

1192. Dheere dheere pyar ko - Phool Aur Kaante 1193. Dil jigar nazar kya hai - Dil Ka Kya Kasoor 1194. Rama o rama tu ne kaisi duniya - Rama o Rama 1195. Yamma yamma - Shaan 1196. Pyar se hai duniya haseen - Aag Hi Aag 1197. O yaara - Kaash 1198. Chadhti jawani teri chaal mastani - Caravan 1199. Yakeen kar lo mujhe mohabbat hai - Yakeen

1200. Mama o mama - Parvarish 1201. Jeena teri gali mein - Jeena Teri Gali Mein 1202. Koyal si teri boli - Beta 1203. Dekho dekho ye hai jalwa - Jalwa 1204. Qurbani qurbani - Qurbani 1205. Main roop ki rani tu choron ka raja - Roop Ki Rani Choron Ka Raja 1206. Aye watan tere liye - Karma 1207. Zindagi har kadam - Meri Jung 1208. Aaja meri jaan - Aaja meri jaan 1209. Saajan mere us paar hain - Ganga Jamuna Saraswathi 1210. Tere hum ae sanam - Jeena Teri Gali Mein 1211. Sun rubia tum se pyar ho gaya - Mard 1212. Apni toh jaise taise - Laawaris 1213. Rafta rafta dekho aankh meri ladi hai - Kahani Kismat Ki 1214. Kitna haseen chehra - Dilwale 1215. Jeeta hoon jiske liye - Dilwale 1216. Jeeta tha jiske liye (sad) - Dilwale 1217. " (sad sow version) - Dilwale 1218. Tumse milne ko dil karta hai - Phool Aur Kaante 1219. Jab tak rahe dharti gagan - Baharon Ke Manzil 1220. Jaane de jaane de mujhe jaana hai - Shahenshah 1221. Kabhi tu chhaliya lagta hai - Patthar Ke Phool 1222. Chhoti si mulaqat pyar ban gayi - Chhoti si Mulaqat 1223. Duggi pe duggi ho ya satte pe satta - Satte Pe Satta 1224. Jeena hai pyar mein - Love Love Love 1225. Hum naujawan - Hum Naujawan 1226. Saj rahi gali teri amma - Kunwara Baap 1227. I love you - Gundaraj 1228. Karale saaf karale - Qaid 1229. Koi haseena jab rooth jati - Sholay 1230. Kya karte the saajna - Lal Dupatta Malmal Ka 1231. Tote mere tota - Aaj Ka Gundaraj 1232. Mamaiyya kero kero kero mamma - Arjun 1233. Jab se dekha tum ko yaara - Tum Mere Ho 1234. Koi shayar ki ghazal - Dream Girl 1235. Saaton janam me tere - Dilwale 1236. Jaati hoon main - Karan Arjun 1237. Raaz ki baat - Dharma 1238. Dulhe raja dekh - Pyar Ki Jeet 1239. Tu kal chala jayega toh - naam 1240. Ek ek ho jaye - Ganga Jamuna Saraswathi 1241. Don't worry be happy - Toofan 1242. Dum duma dum - Dil 1243. Jhoot bole kauwa kaate - Bobby 1244. Kal college band ho jayega - Jaan Tere Naam 1245. Kabhi khole na tijori ka - Bidaai 1246. Tumse jo dekhte hi -Patthar Ke Phool 1247. Tum sa nahi dekha - Wanted Dead Or Alive 1248. Dance is life - Dance Dance 1249. Mauka milega toh - Dilwale

1250. Ab raja bhaye more balam -Tansen 1251. Barso re - Tansen.

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