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[fangirlshrewt97]

Christmas Checklist Confusion

Creator: Fangirlshrewt97

Giftee: @burningsheepcrown

Note: Just under the wire for Christmas themed fic here, but I couldn’t let this event go without writing something for my first friend in this crazy fandom, who had become such an important person for me in so short a time. Here you go, my dearest Lan, another addition, however loosely, to the 🍉🥭 universe!

Relationships: RamBheem

Rating: General

Warnings: Too much fluff?

@celebrrration Holiday Swap 2022

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"And done!" Ram exclaimed triumphantly as he finished tying the bow on Babai's gift. Bheem's head popped up over his shoulder, smiling down at the wrapped gift.

"We got them all this time!" Bheem said with a bright grin.

Ram beamed back showing off his gleaming white teeth as he leaned back against Bheem's chest.

"So that's Malli, Loki, Jangu, Lacchu, Sita, Babai, and Jenny." Ram said as he ticked off each name on his fingers.

"I think this is the first time we managed to finish before December 24th." Bheem said thoughtfully, rubbing at his beard.

Ram nodded, holding up a hand. "High five."

Bheem chuckled as he slapped his palm against Ram's, before collecting Babai's gift and taking it to the table with the rest of their gifts.

"We even gave the gifts for our coworkers and the apartment watchman right?" Ram confirmed.

Bheem nodded, "Yes we did that Wednesday."

Ram breathed out in relief, body sliding down the chair as his tension melted away. "Holiday shopping is stressful."

Bheem laughed, coming up behind the man to give him a shoulder rub. Ram hummed happily as he sunk some more into the chair. "You keep that up, and I'll fall asleep right here."

Bheem squeezed his shoulders before letting go, making Ram whine quietly. Bheem laughed. "Rama if you fall asleep in this chair, then whatever knots I worked out from your shoulders will form again. The sofa is three feet away."

Ram peeked at him from one eye, eying the distance between him and the sofa. He closed both eyes, crossing his arms over his chest. "No, it's too far away. I'll take my chances here."

Bheem raised an eyebrow, lips twitching. It was so nice to see Ram being so relaxed and playful. It had been a hell of a year, but he was glad to see the man taking it easy for once.

That did not give him an excuse to ruin Bheem's massage.

He reached down and tickled Ram's side, making him give a full body jump and yelp, a loud this resounding from where he banged his knee against the underside of the table.

Bheem stopped immediately, biting his lip. "Whoops."

Ram growled as he rubbed at his knee. "This means war Bheema."

"Oh?" Bheem asked, a wolfish glee taking over his face.

Ram launched himself at Bheem who evaded him easily, and the two men set off, racing through their small apartment.

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"Oh Anna, it's perfect! Thank you!" Malli said as she hugged Bheem with one arm, the temporary tattoo stencil set held awkwardly in her other arm.

Bheem patted her back, he knew Loki might bemoan his choice of gift but Malli had a gift as an artist, and he would encourage her however he could.

"I'm glad you like it Malli, but it was actually Ram who thought of it."

"Really?" Malli asked in surprise. Though Ram had been a part of Bheem's life nearly 3 years now, he still got so nervous around Loki and Malli, insisting that they were Bheem's adoptive sister and niece and as such their approval was very important. Bheem didn't know how many times he had to tell Ram Loki had accepted him as soon as he had saved Malli, and the little girl adored him too.

Malli untangled herself from him and made her way to Ram, surprising him with a side hug. The other man got his patent deer in headlights look, looking at Bheem for guidance. Bheem smiled fondly at him, turning Ram's own smile strangled. Sita, who had been talking with Ram looked like she was trying really hard not to burst out laughing.

She and Jenny had decided to host a proper Christmas dinner, even though only Jenny celebrated the holiday as a way to commemorate their found family. It had been a brilliant idea, seeing all the happy faces and generally jolly atmosphere of the gathering.

Dinner had been delicious, with a special double layer chocolate cake by Malli and Jenny. They had exchanged gifts next, and Bheem was glad all their gifts had been spot on.

Loki loved the new gardening tools they'd gotten her, and Jangu his pipe. They had also handed Pedayya's gift (a compedium of ayurvedic medicines) to them. Lacchu had been enthusiastic about his bottle of whiskey, and Babai thrilled by the book on the Indian freedom fighters. Sita had received a set of Bheem's handmade bangles and a book on the famous female CEOs. Jenny, they'd bought her a set of acrylic paints she'd mentioned to Bheem one day.

Malli had forced Ram into a seat, and opened her new temporary set. Seemed like Ram was her first test subject. He grabbed another piece of cake from the table and made his way to the pair.

He handed the piece to Sita with a wink, who shook her head and accepted the dessert. He then grabbed Malli and spun her once, making her squeal and kick her feet. Bheem was hit by a pang of sadness at the thought that soon Malli would become a proper teenager and not indulge him in such antics.

“Alright, I think it is time you go check on Lacchu anna to make sure he is behaving.” Bheem said as he set Malli down.

“Anna! I need to finish the tattoo, I’m almost done!” Malli said as she returned to sit next to Ram, taking his forearm into her lap. Bheem craned his neck to see what she was doing but Malli hid it with her body. “Go away, you can see it after I’m done!”

“Hey! That’s my boyfriend, I should get to see what you are doing to him!” Bheem argued, but Malli just stuck her tongue out at him. Bheem gasped as Ram’s shoulders shook with bitten back laughter. Bheem placed both hands on his hips, raising an eyebrow at him, and Ram smiled helplessly at him, shrugging. Malli scolded him for moving though, making him go stock still.

Bheem gaped at the scene, which is why he didn’t notice Sita approaching till she had looped her arm through his. She squeezed at his arm, “Thank you for the gifts, they were very nice.”

Bheem grinned. “Glad you liked it! Next time let me know if I should try any specific design on the bangles.”

Sita nodded. “Absolutely.”

Jenny came up on his other side. “Malli has gotten her first volunteer huh?”

“Uh, victim of opportunity might be a better term.” Bheem countered making the British woman laugh.

The trio fell into a friendly chat as they shared their thoughts on the latest episodes of their favorite TV show.

“Finished!” Malli said as she leaned back, waving them over. The trio made their way to her, and took in her tattoo. Sita started to cackle as Jenny covered her mouth with a finger to be more polite. Bheem was enchanted, taking in the stenciled tattoo of a horse in mid-gallop. “Really captured his soul there.”

Ram scowled at him, but he ran a thumb near the skin. “Thank you Malli, it’s lovely.”

Malli was frowning thoughtfully,”I actually wanted to do a mango, but there were no fruit stencils. I guess people don’t really get fruit tattooed.”

Ram’s brows furrowed in confusion. “Why mangoes?”

“They were the fruit you gave me when I first visited you!” Malli answered, making Ram melt. He hesitantly opened his arms, tightening them around the girl when she threw herself at him.

Malli hopped back to her parents as Ram stood up, rolling down the sleeves of his shirt to keep from accidentally touching the ink.

“So….,” Sita started. “You guys got us great gifts. What did you get each other?”

It was almost comical how both men froze at the exact same time with the same wide eyed look of panic in their eyes.

Jenny laughed. “You forgot to get each other gifts didn’t you?”

Ram closed his eyes as he prayed to the gods for patience. “Devuda, I knew we had to be forgetting something.”

Bheem meanwhile scoffed at the two girls giggling over their plight. “Excuse you, I have a gift for Ram.”

Ram turned to him with surprise, “You do?”

Bheem grabbed the collar of his shirt and kissed him, hard enough that Ram’s knees gave out under him slightly. By the time Bheem let him go, Ram was dazed and the world had not stopped spinning.

Sita was wolf-whistling, shameless as she was while Jenny blushed slightly. Loki was scolding a chastised looking Bheem while covering Malli’s eyes (who in turn was complaining that she had seem them do worse, which did not help their case in the slightest). And Lacchu was scowling in a corner as per usual, gulping down his drink. Jangu and Babai were completely disinterested in the rest of the party, and were lost in their own conversation.

Good thing Ram had managed to hide the locket with the two rings inside his sock drawer.

Now to remember to give it to Bheem before the night ended.

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BABY SKUNK BABAY SKUNK!!! His name is Dexter and he likes snuggling up to boobs

Oh and a few deer passed by

#deer #skunk #baby skunk #living the disney princess life #foxx stuff

[guns-n-crue]

Thanks for the tag @eatmyshiftsticky  ⭐ ⭐

50 Things You’ve Never Been Asked…. Let’s lighten the mood & have some fun! I always enjoy reading these and seeing a quick glimpse into my friend’s lives.

1. What is the color of your hairbrush?

Black

2. Name a food that you never eat.

Brussel Sprouts

3. Are you typically too warm or too cold?

Too warm, it’s a joke from my Mum that I’m already going through menopause

4. What is your favorite candy bar?

Turkish Delight or Mars bar (Are they specifically Australian?)

5. What where you doing 45 minutes ago?

Watching ‘The Killing of a Sacred Deer

6. Have you ever been to a professional sports game?

A lot of NRL. Member since I was 6

7. Favorite flavor of ice cream?

Cookies and cream ....now I’m craving

8. Last thing you had to drink?

Pepsi

9. Do you like your wallet?

It’s alright

10. The last thing you ate?

Chocolate pudding

11. Did you buy any new clothes last weekend?

Nope, quarantined and now out of a job >.<

12. Last sporting event you watched?

Superbowl 

13. What’s your favorite flavor of popcorn?

Salted Caramel babay

14. Last thing you said out loud?

This question lol

15. Last person you messaged?

My dad a picture of one of our cats

16. Ever been camping?

Yep, not since I was 15 tho

17. Do you take vitamins?

When I remember to

18. Do you go to church every Sunday?

Nope. Haven’t been since I was 13 plus now I’m pagan

19. Do you have a tan?

No? I’m not pale nor tan

20. Do you prefer Chinese food over pizza?

Kinda??? It really depends. I have pizza more often because it’s cheaper

21. Do you drink soda with a straw?

Yup, normally

22. What color socks do you usually wear?

Patterned

23. Do you ever drive above the speed limit?

I can’t drive, but I once went 10km over in my first lesson EEK

24. What terrifies you?

Don’t know

25. Look to your left, what do you see?

Green Arrow comic book poster

26. What chore do you hate the most?

Vacuuming, god I hated vacuuming at work I always wanted to mop

27. What do you think of when you hear an Australian accent?

Mel Gibson because I only recently heard it for the first time lol????

28. What is your favorite soda?

Vanilla Coke

29. Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive in?

The fast food place near my uni is walk in only so yeah

30. What is your favorite number?

6 and 14

31. Who is the last person you talked to?

Idk????? Probably my brothers. Actually probably my cats lol

32. Favorite cut of beef?

I genuinely have no clue haha

33. Last song you listened to?

I threw glass at my friends eye and now Im on probation by Destroy Boys

34. Last book you read?

Currently reading all the Illuminae files, currently on the last one Obsidio

35. Favorite day of the week?

Wednesday

36. Can you say the alphabet back words?

No fuckin way

37. How do you like your coffee?

With milk??? When I go out I get a Cappuccino, don’t normally add sugar. Idk I just drink it. I used to drink all the mistake coffees at work

38. Favorite pair of shoes?

My bright red gogo boots but I rarely have a reason to wear them

39. Time you usually get up?

At the moment pulling solid 5ams-1pms

40. What do you prefer? Sunsets or sunrise?

Either? I’m never up for a sunrise but when I am it is surreal

41. How many blankets on your bed?

One thick one

42. Describe your kitchen plates?

We have like 5 different sets, some white some blue some patterned

43. Describe your kitchen at the moment?

Clean-ish, with our unfinished walls from when we started renovating in 2010 lol

44. Do you have a favorite alcoholic drink?

Jack and coke or Rum and Coke

45. Do you play cards?

I don’t mind playing cards I just don’t do it often

46. What color is your car?

White, even tho I can’t drive

47. Can you change a tire?

Yea

48. Your favorite state?

In Australia, Victoria.

49. Favorite job you’ve had?

It’s hard to choose between babysitting and waitressing??? I miss my waitresses at the moment and also really miss the kids I used to see every week :(

50. How did you get your biggest scar?

Falling over on the brick steps outside after it was raining on my chin. Bit a flab of tongue too so that was gross

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TINY BIRD

Long ago in the land of Agamaniyog, there lived a couple who made a living by hunting wild animals and birds with the use of traps.  It was their habit to set their traps late in the afternoon and visit them early the next morning.  The husband's name was Lokes a Mama;  the wife's name, Lokes a Babay. One night, while Lokes a Babay was fast asleep, Lokes a Mama went out alone to visit the traps.  He found that his trap, which was set up on a tree, had caught a tiny bird, while Lokes a Babay's trap, which was set on the ground, had caught a fat deer.   Lokes a Mama thought of cheating his wife.  He took the fat deer and tied it on the branch where his trap was set, and he took the bird and tied it on his wife's trap.   Then he went home to bed.

He woke his wife up very early in the morning and told her that it was time to inspect their traps.  So together they went.  Lokes a Babay was surprised to see a big fat deer in the trap up the tree, while her trap on the ground had caught a very small bird.  Without saying a word she brought home her catch and built a cage for it.   Lokes a Mama, on the other hand, brought home his catch and cooked it.  He enjoyed his meals of deer meat for three days without offering anything to his wife.

After three days, Lokes a Mama invited his wife to set their traps again.  So they went to the same place and set their traps on the same spots.  The wife could not climb a tree, so her trap was again set on the ground.  That night Lokes a Babay pretended to fall asleep.  At midnight she heard her husband go down the stairs.   She had an idea about his purpose but did not bother to follow him; instead, she forced herself to go to sleep.  In her sleep, she dreamed that her pet bird would lay montias (precious stones) if she would feed it palay (rice) every day.

The next morning she was again awakened by her husband and invited to see their traps.   She told him to go alone, pretending she had a headache.  When her husband had left, she fed her pet bird some palay, and--wonder of wonders!--she saw a shining little diamond laid by her pet bird.  "I'm rich! I'm rich! I'm rich!" she kept on saying.  Then she hid her precious stone and went back to bed.

From then on, she would feed her pet bird regularly so that every day she could pick up a tiny stone from the cage, and her husband would not know about it.\

One day she told her husband, "I can no longer stand the way you treat me as a wife.  I know you have been cheating on me.  For this reason, I agree to a divorce.  From now on, we will live separately and not disturb each other's lives."  

Lokes a Mama felt guilty but only for a moment because he had been wanting to divorce his wife.  Lokes a Babay bade him goodbye and left to lead a new life while Lokes a Mama continued his game hunting.

Lokes a Babay built a torogan (royal house) in a nearby settlement.  She had guards and slaves to serve her.  When Lokes a Mama heard of her good fortune, he wanted to reconcile with her, but every time he went to see her, the guards would stop him at the gate.

[fangirlshrewt97]

Caught You

Ok, this one is to blame on the Discord group, specifically @rambheem-is-real and @burningsheepcrown

I had plans people. For other fic. But oh no these two could not help but give my brain an idea so good I had to write something for it so it would shut up. Anyways, here is genderbent RamBheem, based on this post and the lovely doodle attached by Lan. Also, this might be the closest I’ve come to a smut? Did it turn out ok???

Keerthi, I hope you don’t mind I decided to try my hand at the AU you proposed, and that you like this fic...

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“Pass me the green book.” Radha gestured, holding a hand out.

Bhumi hummed as she extracted the requested book from the pile in her arms, adjusting her hold to not send them all toppling.

“So, why are you doing this?” Bhumi asked as Radha stretched to place the book on the bookshelf. Her eyes darted to the flash of skin where Radha’s shirt was coming untucked from her pants.

Bhumi had been surprised Radha’s village had permitted her to continue with the western clothing, but when Radha was able to get them the weapons she had promised, Bhumi supposed they could let her wear whatever she wanted. Not that Bhumi was complaining. The clothes were tight and highlighted Radha’s physique exquisitely.

Bhumi bit her lip. And then yelped when something thumped her loudly over the back of her head. “Hey!”

Radha was looking at her with poorly disguised amusement. “You ask me a question, and then get too distracted to hear the answer?”

Bhumi blushed, looking away. “Sorry. What did you say?”

Radha tilted her head, squinting at her. Bhumi kept her gaze steady, praying her cheeks were not getting any redder.

“I said, it was a miracle Babai managed to salvage all my books from Delhi. But since he did, the least I can do it is keep them organized.”

“I meant more why are you arranging them in the shelves when two days from now you will have taken them all down again in the name of research? Following which they will slowly accumulate into  precarious piles for innocent bystanders to walk into or trip over? Because what if you need them again?”

Radha scowled as she swiped at Bhumi, but the younger woman just let out one of her booming laughs as she dodged easily. “Are you calling me messy?”

“Radha, with the amount of books you have, even if things were neat, it would look messy.”

Bhumi held out another tome in apology, which Radha took even as she frowned.

“Hey you know I am just teasing right? It’s incredible that you have so many books and that you have actually read most of them!” Bhumi corrected when she was Radha was still looking pensive.

Radha glanced at her from the corner of her eye, lips turning up in a small smile. “No, I know. But you may have a point. I will need to find a better place to keep them all.”

Bhumi hummed. “If you want, I can help build a couple extra bookshelves.”

Radha turned to her, eyebrows raised. “Really?”

Bhumi shrugged as best as she could with her load. “Sure, they wouldn’t be anything too fancy, but they would be sturdy.”

Radha shot her a wide smile. “That would be incredible Bhumi!”

Bhumi swallowed hard as the smile hit her like a punch to the gut. Rama help her, Radha was far too beautiful.

Sharp cheekbones, short straight hair, a deep olive complexion, all serving to further highlight the darkest brown eyes that flashed with honey gold when the sun hit them. Delicate wrists and nimble fingers that danced with knives and arrows alike, she moved with the agility of the deer Bhumi chased back home, and attacked with as much ferocity as any mother tiger or bear who’s family was threatened.

“-mi! Bhumi!” jolted the Gond girl back to the present where Radha was waving her hand in front of her.

“There you are!” Radha said as Bhumi met her eye. “I swear, that is the fourth time you have spaced out today. Let’s take a break, I think you should lie down for some time.”

Bhumi shook her head though. “No, no, I’m fine. We are almost done anyways, we only have like 10 books left. Let’s finish it off.”

Radha pursed her lips as she looked her over before nodding. “Fine, but as soon as we are done, you promise to go lie down for some time?”

Bhumi nodded reluctantly, knowing Radha would not back down otherwise. The women got through the rest of the books quickly.

“Do you really think I will have to do this whole rearranging again in two days?” Radha said as she inspected the neatly stacked bookshelves. She took one step down from the three step ladder, but stayed off the ground, hooking an elbow to the edge of the bookshelf.

Bhumi looked at her quizzically.

“For when they become piles that inevitably end up on the floor in … what did you call them? Precarious piles that endanger innocent bystanders?” she finished with a smirk, as her eyes filled with mirth.

Bhumi bit the inside of her cheek as she grinned back. “Two days? No. I think you’ll manage for three days! Maybe even four!”

“Oh you think I could manage four days, do you?” Radha asked, toothy grin making Bhumi giggle in delight.

Bhumi winked at her, adding innocently, “I’m sure if you ask Babai for help Radha, you may even manage five days!”

“You little-” Radha growled playfully as she pretended to lunge at her. Only they both overestimated the stability of the stool, Bhumi only having a second to hear the splintering of the wood before Radha yelled, falling forwards. The younger woman shifted her stance wider, one arm wrapping around Radha’s waist, and the other around her thighs, but the momentum still sent them both crashing to the ground.

Both women exhaled with a gasp, wincing as the fall made itself known. When Bhumi opened her eyes, she felt as if she still hadn’t gotten her breath back. Radha’s face was a hair’s breath away, eyes squeezed close, plump lips open, and god Bhumi wanted to kiss her so badly. She felt the loose strands of Radha’s hair brushing her hairline.

And then Radha opened her eyes, and time seemed to freeze all over again. Bhumi became aware of just how closely they were pressed, shoulder to hip, chests heaving against one another, Radha’s knees straddling Bhumi’s thighs.

“Bhumi-” Radha said hoarsely, causing Bhumi to press her eyes shut tighter, forcing herself to release her iron grip on Radha, even as her heart and brain both begged her to hold her closer. “Bhumi, look at me. Please open your eyes.”

Bhumi gasped, eyes opening as a gentle hand wove into her hair. Radha was still hovering over her, sweat from the afternoon heat gathering at her forehead.

And her eyes. Those dark pools Bhumi loved so much seemed deeper than ever, as Radha’s pupils dilated, leaving only a thin ring of gold behind. Eyes that darted down to Bhumi’s lips.

Bhumi licked her lips on reflex. Radha’s eyes flashed with the briefest hint of hunger, causing her to tug at Bhumi’s hair.

Bhumi’s breath stuttered, then caught again when Radha’s other hand brushed against her bare waist, where her dhavani had shifted. One of the sweat drops made its way down Radha’s forehead till the tip of her nose before falling, hitting right at the base of Bhumi’s throat.

“Ra-Radha.” Bhumi whined, baring her throat.

Radha growled her name again as she properly cupped at Bhumi’s hip, the touch a firebrand that seemed to light Bhumi from the inside out. Radha leaned close, and Bhumi closed her eyes…

“Girls? Is everything ok?” Babai’s voice was like a bucket of ice cold water, sending them both springing apart just as the older man came into Radha’s house.

Neither woman could bear to look at the other, Bhumi pressing her fingernails as tightly as possible to bring herself under control.

On the other side of the room, Radha was frantically straightening out her clothing, even as her nerves danced under her skin. So close.

“Radha?”

Radha took a deep breath before meeting her uncle’s eye.

“No, Babai, nothing to worry about. I’m afraid this stool was not as strong as I thought.” She explained as she gestured to the faulty furniture, now laying in two pieces where Radha had been standing.

“Oh devuda, I made sure to check the wood, but termites may have weakened some of the legs without leaving too much damage. Are you ok? Did you get hurt?” Babai said as he bent over the wood.

Radha shook her head. “No just a scrap.”

Babai smiled at her then, patting her shoulder. “Oh good, Bhumi should be able to take care of that with one of her pastes then!”

Except when they turned to ask the woman, she was no where to be found.

Radha closed her eyes, biting her lip. Fuck.

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So....honestly I don’t have anything to say. You all are the ones who need to tell me what you think.

Tagging (Please please work, Tumblr I beg you): 

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