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sunshine-on-my-mind · 2 years

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Rain of love

pairing: Steve Rogers x Desi/ South Asian Reader

words: 1.2k

warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI (no explicit smut) Angst, fluff, happy ending, steamy moments, rainfall, kissing, making out (sort of), implied jealousy (??)

a/n: Hi cuties!! this one is dedicated to all my beautiful Desi / South Asian queens out there. EVERYONE CAN READ! I really really hope you like it, this is my first time writing for a desi reader. Also the song “Zara Zara” is one of my favourite songs ever. So again, I really hope everyone likes it! Let me know if you do. Do tag or share this your Desi/South Asian friends if you like it.

Comments and reblogs are appreciated

Lyrics in Bolt Italics

Song Used/ Song Inspiration:

An air of melancholy surrounds you, while standing on the terrace, soaked in rain. The loud music coming from inside, fading out. Rain, your only relief right now, heavy drops against your soft skin, washing away the emotions you’re desperately trying to get rid of.

“Hey” comes a soft voice from inside, close yet feels so far. You won’t turn to face him, not in this state, not when you’re eyes, your lips and every inch of your face will open your heart to him. Not after realising how everything you felt in your heart doesn’t reach his, how it feels like a one-way route that leads to a dead-end.

“You’ll get sick” is there a hint of concern? Or is it irritation? Or just the responsibility of being the Captain, looking out for everyone. “Come inside”. You don’t move, still facing away, looking at the city. Silence growing between the two of you.

“Everyone left, and the team has retired to their rooms for the night” You can hear footsteps, the voice now louder. His hand on your shoulder, shivers go down your body, even the rain didn’t have that effect on your skin.

“Let’s go in, come on” Steve rubs your shoulder softly. Your dark hair is drenched wet, sticking to your skin. It’s pretty dark now, rainfall making in darker, city lights glimmering. When you don’t move, you hear a deep breath coming from Steve.

He turns you around, you look down, he holds your chin, tilting your face up to make you look at him. Gently stroking your face, as if to learn it by heart. An artist’s touch maybe? His touch feels hot, contrast to your current state.

Strands of dark wet hair on your face, you look like a beautiful painting, a work of art, Steve thinks, but you don’t know that. What you know is that you won’t ever be good enough for Steve Rogers, or rather it’s what you think. He pushes the loose strands of hair behind your ears.

You still don’t talk. Not a word from your mouth. But your mind is racing, one of your favourite hindi songs comes to your mind.

Yuhi Baras Baras

Kaali Ghata Barse

Hum Yaar Bheeg Jaaye

Iss Chaahat Ki Baarish Mein

Meri Khuyli Khuli Lato Ko Suljhaye

Tu Apni Ungliyon Se

Main To Hoon Isi Khwaayish Mein

You close your eyes shut. Can’t bear to look at the man who has the power to win your heart in seconds and break it even quicker. Everything that you used to think means something, the small talks, the shared smiles, the happy times, probably doesn’t mean much to him. If it does, then why would he dance with that girl in the party like that? Or are trying to make excuses for the fear of rejection?

“Look at me, please” You don’t.

“Fine” Steve tells you.

Suddenly you don’t feel the ground below your feet. You feel strong arms around your thighs and stomach. Legs dangling slightly. Your hands-

You open your eyes to see your hands gripping Steve’s shirt tightly while he carries you inside, bridal style. He is drenched too. His wet shirt felt comforting against your fingers.

Steve puts you down only after he takes you to your room. You immediately miss the warm contact, suddenly too aware of your drenched state, you feel cold.

Steve turns to leave and you want to stop him. As if he can listen to your thoughts, he stops in his tracks, but still doesn’t face you.

“I-“ he tries to form a sentence instead of blabbering everything he wants to express to you. “The person I care about the most, the only person I have feelings for, is the one who is not talking to me right now” He stands there, clenching his fist.

Until you hold his hand and he feels relaxed, unclenching his fist.

“Steve, I-“

He turns to look at you, your dark brown eyes look mesmerising, even if brimmed with tears.

“I feel like I don’t deserve you.” You murmur

“You’re right, you deserve so much better”

Is that what he thinks? Is that why whenever you felt something could happen, you felt him trying to pull himself away from you?

“Steve”

You stand on your tip toes, leaning in, hoping he won’t pull away, he doesn’t.

Steve crashes his lips against yours, you let him control it, he does.

You melt in the kiss as his tongue explores your mouth beautifully, always the artist’s touch.

His strong arms holding you close to his body, inspite of the wet clothes, you could feel the warmth from your bodies.

Steve pulls away looking at those beautiful eyes again, then your swollen lips, he traces it with his thumb.

“I love you, so much” Steve opens his heart to you.

“I love you too, so much. So much that it hurts when you’re far, when you’re not with me, when you pull yourself away from me, Steve” It’s your turn now.

He kisses you again, this time trailing kisses from your mouth to the corner of your lips, your jaw, your neck. He licks and kisses your neck to his heart’s content. You grip at his blonde hair.

“Stay, please” You plead.

He nods.

You start unbuttoning his wet shirt. After asking for permission. You remove it.

His body is glistening. You plant a soft kiss on his chest. His breathing gets heavier.

You hold his hand and take him to the bed, stopping just at the edge.

“Wait here, I still have your t-shirt and shorts that I borrowed. I’ll bring them, get changed.”

“I’ll wear the shorts, you wear my t-shirt” he tells you with a slight authority in his voice. You bite your lip, before getting him the shorts and going to the bathroom to get rid of your wet clothes.

You look at your reflection in the bathroom mirror, wearing his t-shirt. A soft smile on your face.

When you come out, you find him already lying on the bed wearing nothing but his shorts. You stand in front of him, wearing only his t-shirt and your undergarments. Steve looks at you from head to toe. Again and again before he feels he has taken everything in.

You join him on the bed, he pulls you closer to him. You rest your head against his chest, his heart beat calms you down. You pull the blanket to cover you both nicely.

“I am sorry if I’ve hurt you, Sunshine” You smile at the nickname. He called you sunshine for the first time on a sunny day, when the sun made your skin glow into the most beautiful colour Steve had ever seen. Your warmth felt like sunshine.

“It’s okay Stevie.” You nuzzle your head against his chest as he softly strokes your back.

In this moment of togetherness and closeness, that song plays your mind again.

Sardi Ki Raaton Mein

Hum Soye Rahe Ek Chaadar Mein

Hum Dono Tanha Ho

Na Koi Bhi Rahe Is Ghar Mein

You hum the tune softly.

“What song is it?” Steve asks, you smile.

“The one that was made for this moment.”

He kisses the top of your head as you both surrender yourself to slumber, bodies wrapped with each other.

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English translation of the lyrics (even though the feel is stronger in the original words)

Yun hi baras baras kaali ghata barse

Let the dark clouds pour

Hum yaar bheeg jaaye

Let us get drenched

Is chahat ki baarish mein

In this rain of love

Meri khuli khuli latton ko suljhaye

May you straighten my open hair

Tu apni ungliyon se

With your fingers

Main toh hoon issi khwaish mein

This is my only desire

Sardi ki raaton mein

In the cold nights

Hum soye rahe ek chaadar mein

Let us sleep together under one blanket

Hum dono tanha ho

May both of us be alone

Na koi bhi rahe is ghar mein

And may there be no one in this house

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tellywoodtrash · 3 years

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balh2 31.08.21 lb

priya stops the auto to let ram in, but he's whisked away in the now-fixed car by his posse, and she's like yeahhhhhhh seems about right for rich ppl, and goes her way.

very subtle playing of song show title is based on. ram hums along happily while priya tells auto bhaiyya to pls turn it off. lol she really does hate any type of sentimentality, and i'm here for this peak grumpy girl representation.

blah blah time waste establishing ram's family. aaaaaaaaaand they have shubhaavi choksey playing his mom when she's the same age as him irl. wonderful. best. very nice. i'm not angry about this at all.

snobby rich ppl greeting exchange. air kisses missing.

priya comes home to discover maitreyi and her husband are visiting. she just ignores them and walks into her room.

meanwhile ram walks into heartache after heartache. ek toh sagaai went on without him, and shivi's toast is only for her other brother shubham and her mom and her besties. (one of whom looks very familiar, where do i know her from???????) anyway someone give ram a (non-vegan) cupcake to feel better from having a shitty fam.

vedu notices ram and points him out to shivi, who's suddenly all RAM BHAIIIIIIIIIIIII, MY BIGGEST SUPPORTERRRRRRRR. pssssh.

oh btw, that fucker who wanted to use that totally non happening video for blackmail seems to be vedu's husband/???

ponky from naagin 5 is a friend of ram's. but he's a literal fetus???? i'd have thought he was a younger brother ala rudra.

priya's brother has his fucking shoes on her bed and mereko jo gussa aa raha hai na by goddddddd. YOU JUST CAME IN FROM THE FUCKING RAIN YOU DIRTYASS............

anyway priya's like idgaf that maitreyi married my ex bf.

"humein khush rehne ke liye kisi ki zaroorat nahi hoti." she's saying words i agree with, but show immediately cops out by showing her tearing up and blubbering "i don't need anyone, i'm fiiiiiiiiiine" unconvincingly. guh. idk if i'm gonna be able to watch this show if it keeps diluting its messages like this.

ram toh udhar giving lecture on baarish. BRO ENOUGH. I AM SO DONE WITH THIS TOPIC OF CONVERSATION. itna toh baarish se lagaan ke champaaner waalon ko pyaar nahi tha jitna iss show mein log karte hain.

priya doing a very convincing mimickry of kinda pretentious maitreyi to entertain one new younger sibling. how many fucking siblings does priya have??????? (too fuckin many, is the answer.)

i do not appreciate the characterization of ram's chamcha friend's wife as a nagging ball and chain type.

new mangatar and bitchy shubham are snidely remarking about ram and his bechaara broken dil thanks to vedika.

ok if shivaay was obnoxiously self assured, ram is just......... almost annoyingly roll over and show your belly type of soft and diplomatic and people pleasing. only extremes for nakuul sir i guess.

adi's wife (brinda?) catches him looking out into baarish and shedding a few silent tears, and she's here to nag HIM now about getting a wife. yes brinda, because you make marriage look like SUCHHHHH AN APPEALING PROSPECT.

ram's like no i don't need anyone and then wistfully stares at vedu saying i'll never find someone who loves like she does her husband.

brinda's like it's all fake, dude. real couples fight and argue and cuss at each other and wow.... i think brinda and adi might need couples' counseling coz..... you're not SUPPOSED to be so complacent about your marriage being so dysfunctional.

oh breakup was 6-7 saal pehle. ok yeah sir you should have gotten over it by now. therapy for you too.

NO NOT THE EK TARFA PYAAR KI TAAQAT SPEECH NO FUCKIN NO OK

SHUBHAAVI AS NAKUUL'S MOM WILL NEVER NOT ENRAGE ME. I NEVER THOUGHT IT'D GET WORSE THAN MANASI SALVI, BUT LOVE THAT TELLYWOOD MANAGES TO FUCKING ENRAGE ME WITH THIS SHIT WITH EVERY NEW SHOW.

priya refuses to have ice cream because of her principles against capitalism. which............... ok??? there's no ethical consumption under capitalism, sis. just eat the overpriced ice cream.

just realised that the eldest sister is played by the actress who was jai's elder sister in just mohabbat.

anyway eldest sister (sara) and youngest sister (sandy) are team!priya over maitreyi.

priya is as anti-shaadi as me and asks sara if she's happy (priya clearly doesn't think much of sara's husband who leaves all the child-rearing to her, in addition to running the bakery) and sara's like "maate, mujhpe mat shuru ho jaate, pls" snort. yeah, no one likes their bad choices rubbed in their faces.

oh, their dad ran away after allll the betiyaan and married someone else. zindagi gulzar hai sitch hai.

more of priya asserting that she's happy single and show undermining her with the music cues and character reactions. fuck this messaging. why can't it be that she's genuinely happy single and ram is just a good complementary partner she finds and decides to change her mind about marriage coz that's what they want for themselves. i hate this black and white nonsense.

sisters are forcing priya to go on a date (with whom?????) and the scene just cuts off awkwardly.

ram has PINK shoes on today. man this is so a nakuul thing, this one (1) atrangi styling element of an otherwise formally dressed man.

ram also being set up on date by adi/brinda. should be with someone else, i guess. i don't think brinda and priya run in the same circles.

ram is right in that the least these ppl could do is ask consent before setting it all up.

priya is grumpily refusing to do any thaam jhaam dress up for date. good for her.

lol @ sara trying to sneak away priya's beloved raincoat.

anyway psych 101 shit ki priya has confidence issues and is so down on herself that she rejects everyone before they can reject her.

lmao priya is me at hearing the date is in some hoity toity place where they give small portions for exorbitant amounts of money.

sara di gets call ki some "unhone" didn't pay their share of bakery emi? the nikkamma husband? or some other business partner??

priya is out on warpath to go confront that person.

she's psyching herself up outside their door. i think it's her dad?

OMG CHACHI FROM IMMJ2 LMAO, IS SHE THE SECOND WIFE?

ok dad's a rudeass fuck. he's all she's not my daughter, but all ready to dole out thappads when she says it like it is. sperm donors like these should be kneed in the nads.

idgi tho? there's ONE beta there tho???? is akshay not his biological son?????

anyway, priya is right in thinking men suck. #yesAllMen

precap: her date niiiiiiicely validates the misandry by being a fucking jerk. looks like ram is cheering her up in a sweet moment? priya catches akshay getting cosy with.... shivi i guess??? idk all these girls look the same to me. #faceblindness

#bade achche lagte hain 2 #balh2 lbs #episode liveblogs

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lilhappylilsad · 3 years

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Okay so hi! So this poem is made from my own words and the Hindi parts r from a song called Zara Zara......so yea the English part is the girls perspective and the Hindi parts r the boys.....enjoy and I hope it makes sense to u....sorry if it doesn't.....

I could still hear the cracks

Of you're heartbreaking

I know I had to leave

Though my hands are shackled to your heart

♠️

Tadapaayein Mujhe Teri Sabhi Baatein

Main Bhooli Nahin Hasin Mulaaqaatein

Bechain Karke Mujhko, Mujhse Yun Na Pher Nazar

♠️

I thought maybe those cracks

Could be filled with someone's gold

Thoughts this would be clean

Not the bloody mess it became

♠️

Yet the minutes that blurred

Into hours and then days

Those which turned to months

My heart thawed until it lit for you

♠️

Now no matter how hard it is

How much it tears me apart

Like predator hunting a Prey

I leave with heavy steps echoing the hallWay

♠️

Yeh Doori Kehti Hai, Paas Mere Tu Aaja Re

Meri Kasam Tujhko Sanam, Door Kahin Na Ja

Main Pyaasi Hoon, Mujhe Bhar Le Apni Baahon Mein

Tere Bina Mushqil Hai Jeena Mera, Mere Dilbar

♠️

I let the merits wash up on me

Like shores, we once walked through

I let my tears trace my shadow in the dark

Like how the rain traced you out on those windy days

♠️

Yuhin Baras Baras Kaali Ghata Barase

Hum Yaar Bheeg Jaayein, Iss Chaahat Ki Baarish Mein

Meri Khuli-Khuli Laton Ko Suljha

Tu Apni Ungaliyon Se, Main Toh Hoon Isi Khwaahish Mein

♠️

The temptation still makes me go crazy

Make my eyes go all hazy

The straight-line I once walked all

Messy

I am still Daisy in this past

♠️

You're fragrance still lingers on

In the depths and curves of my heart

Near the end of the room

Where we used to stay

♠️

Sardi Ki Raaton Mein Hum Soyein Rahein Iss Chaadar Mein

Hum Donon Tanha Ho, Na Koi Bhi Rahe Iss Ghar Mein

Zara Zara...

♠️

Zara Zara Behekta Hai, Mehekta Hai, Aaj Toh Mera Tan Badan

Main Pyaasi Hoon, Mujhe Bhar Le Apni Baahon

Meri Kasam Tujhko Sanam, Door Kahin Na Ja

Yeh Doori Kehti Hai, Paas Mere Tu Aaja Re

Smth went wrong so just gonna send it again in case

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#have a great day

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