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deesi-academia · 2 years
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Revisiting your childhood games: (desi's version)
- AKKAD BAKKAD BAMBE BO ASSI NABBE POORE SAU SAU MEIN LAGA DHAGA CHOR...
- Inky pinky ponkey, father had a donkey, donkey died, father cried, inky pinky ponkeyyyy
- Lemon Shake cruchy ice mix it once mix it twice turn around touch the ground don't you dare curly hair STATUE!! moooooooove
- BAITHE BAITHE BORE HUE KARNA HAI KUCH KAAM, SHURU KARO ANTAKSHRI...
- Red hands!!!
- Odd Even (Hand Cricket)
- CHICKLETS!!!!
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multiimoments · 1 month
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Happy birthday James Potter!
🎂 𝐈𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐟 [𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧] 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 ✨
Since last year, James (especially the versions from these fics) has helped me understand myself, make sense of life, and manage changes more than I can adequately express. ILY James and thank you to all of these authors 💛
Also, I love all Jameses, but I am partial to desi James bc I am also desi 💌
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Fics mentioned:
📖 Art Heist, Baby! by @otrtbs
📖 Crimson Rivers by bizarrestars
📖 Shelf Awareness by @ghostofbambifanfiction
📖 The Long Game by @lackadaisicallizard
📖 Kill Your Darlings by messermoon
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P. S. Kindly do not come at me for liking Jily. I have been reconnecting with them & I do not find them boring & don't care to hear about it any more than I already have in this fandom. pls and thanks 🥰
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enigma-the-mysterious · 8 months
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Indians right now:
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starlightshadowsworld · 11 months
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There's a cosy game being made called Venba about a south Indian couple moving to Canada.
And a way Venba cope with the new environment and missing home is cooking south Indian dishes.
Dishes she finds in her mother's cookbook, and just 🥺it sounds so wholesome and sweet.
The fact these recipes are real too like sweet.
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etfrin · 4 months
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inspired from the ask: "Coryo feeding desi!reader with his hands while her mehendi dries"
—desi! brat(-ish)! reader x soft(-ish)! friends! Coryo Snow 💌—
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“Coryo,” you whine, your lips forming a small pout as you look at the blonde man. Coryo rolled his eyes at you when you didn't notice it. He didn't understand the point of festivals he was asked to join though he did appreciate the cultural aspect of it all.
Your house was getting decorated with flowers and whatnot, each servant and family member busy perfecting everything for the holud ceremony being held in your house.
Coryo sighed when you whine his name again in the same bratty tone (the one he wished to fuck out of you). “I will do no such thing,” Coryo said, “It's improper, you're not a child.”
The pout doesn't leave your lips and it takes every ounce of his self-control not to lean forward and kiss you. “Please!” You requested, “Come on, yaar! I haven't eaten anything since morning!” “And that's not on me,” Coriolanus replied simply.
You huff like the spoiled brat you are. “Fine!” You said, standing up from your seat, “I'll ask Sejanus!” “He will understand the struggle, the henna will take time to dry.” You add, now close to walking past him and outside the bedroom to find Sej.
“Sit down,” Snow said, his eyes flashing in anger but his eyes cold. Despite a hint of alarm flashes in your mind, you knew he gave in to you. Coriolanus didn't like being challenged, the fact you were going to Sejanus. You knew he wouldn't like that, even if you aren't his girlfriend but just a friend (for now) he would be jealous nonetheless.
You grin in triumph and get back to your seat. In front of you was a small table and a tray filled with various plates of food. Specifically, a dessert that you want to try right now but are unable to due to the wet henna tattoos on your hands. His eyes flicker to the patterns you had drawn on your skin, various patterns seemingly meaningless yet so damn pretty. He knows that the result will turn out great and will only make you much prettier, too pretty for his sanity to survive.
He sits down beside you, picking up a bowl with what looks like carrots but he never saw anything like it before. Seeing his confusion, you explained, leaning towards sarcasm near the end, “It's Gajoer Halua, a carrot-based sweet dessert. Now please bless me and feed me, Coryo.”
He chuckles, feeling amused by your behavior, unable to help himself as he replies “Why should I? You're not deserving of blessings. You're a brat.” A brat he will take soon enough, no doubt on that. You rolled your eyes, “Pretty please, or else I'll smear all of this,” you flicked your eyes at your mehndi-covered palms (henna), “all over your damn face.”
If it was someone else, he would have thought it was teasing or bluffing but you? Yeah, you definitely would do it if he continued to drag this out any longer. He takes a spoonful of the vibrant orange dessert, he has the urge to coo you to open your mouth like one would to a child. But he was above that silliness so he said nothing, his eyes cool despite the fact his heart seemed to be going haywire when you leaned in to eat. You wink at him as you taste the halwa on your tongue, the sweetness dancing in your mouth.
“That's a good boy,” you grin, “Thank you, Coryo.”
‘Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,’ Coryo thinks, as a blush emerges on his cheeks from the praise. He shouldn't like the way you said it, a tad bit degrading but a compliment nonetheless. He shouldn't like that he wants to hear more thank yous (and 'good boys' but he will never admit that).
Coriolanus Snow thought of you as a friend and dreamed of you as a girlfriend but in reality, you'll be the end of him.
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box-off · 24 days
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Okay what if I just drew those two, left the sketch for a week and lazily finished it?
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never-enough-novels · 18 days
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Grayon hawthorne x desi!reader dating headcanons
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A/N: idk what I was high on when I wrote this but here it is. This is also the first time I'm writing anything like this so if you guys have any suggestions or otherwise pls do say so. Lemme know if I should make a part 2 cause I had many ideas for it.
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1. Ok so we already know that grayon is a curious person by nature so he'll try to learn about your culture and much as he can.
2. He'll absolutely loveeee when you dress in your traditional clothing.
3. Imagine full photo shoot and stuff.
4.Lovesss to see you get ready. Imagine him gifting jhumkas🥹
5.FUSION DATE NIGHTS
6.I imagine my guy doesn't have a good spice tolerance and the first time he tried your food his face becomes all red and he drinks all the milk in the house to calm down.
7. Tries to increase his spice tolerance so yall can enjoy the food.
8. Will try to eat with hands for you idk i feel like he'll like it too @lanterns-and-daydreams
9. Still prefers coffee to tea but will drink it with you.
10. Gives side eye whenever someone calls it cHaI TeA.
11. Evening teas together 🥹.
12. Ready to throw hands if anyone says ANYTHING to you.
13. And by that I mean anything racist or otherwise.
14. Extremely protective but makes sure not to be too much or suffocating.
15. If you're new to the country, he'll take you to all the tourist spots and the places you wanna see.
16. Will buy out the entire place or rent it out if it's too crowded lol
17. ABSOLUTELY LOVES IT WHEN YOU PUT MEHANDI (HENNA)
18. Will hold your hands and trace the designs until they go off.
19. Will try to make some designs himself.
20. IMAGINE PUTTING A RIDDLE OR SOMETHING LIKE DESIGN ON YOUR HAND AND TELLING HIM TO SOLVE IT.
21. Whenever there is a festival around the corner will always ask if you're putting mehandi again and if he can do it for you. Ok I'm obsessed with this
22. He would try to learn your language and surprise you with it.
23. IMAGINE IF HE TRIES TO MAKE POEMS FOR YOU IN YOUR LANGUAGE
24. NSFW HEADCANON
Ok imagine this
He got you a cute Payal which has small bells on it. AND THEN HE RAILS YOU WHILE YOUR LEGS ARE ON HIS SHOULDERS AND HE CAN HEAR THE BELLS EJEJJKSKSKWNDJEKEKEKEK
For reference in case you didn't understand this is what I'm referring to
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Tagging: @lanterns-and-daydreams @hearthown @shuhuaspookie
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themotherofblood · 3 months
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To add, I’ve been saving like five ideas for possible Bollywood pieces so help yall. It’s my favourite niche on here hence the excessive use of tags.
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IDEAS!!
Tere Vaaste: A full blown montage of Daemon trying to woo a Martell Reader or post pregnancy Dancer reader and Daemon just being the cutest human ever.
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Ve Kamleya: Daemon choosing his love over his brother/family or continuing the story where Y/N Martell is forced to marry Baelon but Daemon flees with her.
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Ye Ishq Hai - Where Y/N Martell basically has the personality of Geet and just is fluffy and romantic of her falling in love with Young Rhaenyra?
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Tujhe Mein Rab Dikhta Hai: Could also be a continuation of Dancer reader after pregnancy, you guys already know that Daemon = SRK
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Maahi Ve: Where Y/N is forced to marry Daemon but instead of hating it she feels safe because she is no longer abused, Daemon keeps her safe, potential sad soft smut
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f4iry-bell · 17 days
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a very short grayson hawthorne x desi!reader hc
- okay this can intimidate literally ANYONE except desi parents, okay? one look from them and he is intimidated.
- if your parents's english is not good he will be scared to meet them bc he wouldn't be able to tell them how much he loves their daughter (he'll learn your mother tongue)
- he is desperate for their approval (though any desi parents will say yes v soon once they know about the money he come from)
- okay now coming to weddings. TWO WEDDINGSSSSSSS. like nick jonas and proyanka chopra.
- one smol white wedding and a grand desi wedding
- him in a kurta. just imagine.
- also i can see him asking "why is there a picture of zayn malik in every street"
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Kaash wakt rehte “blue whale” game khel liya hota. 💀
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cassiachales · 18 days
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Love You To The ִ ֶ֢࣪⋆ 𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓷 (And To *ੈ✩‧₊˚𝓢𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷)
so i saw this post by @never-enough-novels, and aneesha was looking over my shoulder like "cass, you should totally write for that) so obviously, i did. aneesha, ye aapke lie hai (don't judge i used google translate) also, i know i have fics left. but no one said i can't write a oneshot for my best friend <33
Grayson Hawthorne x Desi!reader (but can also be read as just a reader)
"Do you really have to go?" Grayson asks you, his hands around your waist. You blow a stray lock of your hair off your face, looking at his silver-gray eyes in the mirror.
"I don't really have a choice, jaan."
He scoffs. "They advanced your meeting, love. You don't have to bow to them, or be a people pleaser."
He shifts, and while he keeps one arm on your waist, his body is next to yours instead of behind.
Your kohl-lined eyes widen as your look at him in the eyes. His hair is still ruffled from last night and you can see his (previously neatly pressed) shirt now all ruffled.
Then you raise your hand, filled with bracelets and promise rings, and lay it on his cheek.
He leans into your touch as though it is the only thing grounding him.
He has ways of making you feel special.
"As much as I would like to deny being a people pleaser, I was raised like that. To be the least comfortable person in the room. Best to make everyone happy before I'm happy, right? And Gray," you laugh, a small laugh that lasted all of two seconds, "that's my company. I can't show up late for my own meeting, can I?"
"No one will say anything if you're late for your own meeting, jaan."
Your breath catches.
It's not like it's the first time he's ever used that endearment with you. He's used countless others, too.
But every single time he calls you jaan, you melt. Oh, he loves you, and you love him.
"Only because you'd pull some strings, Gray."
"How good of a fiancé would I be if I didn't want to spend time with my future bride?"
Your lips near his ears, and you whisper, "we spent enough time together last night. Enough that my ancestors are rolling in their graves at the amount of" you gasp, a small, theatrical gasp "time we spent."
Then you pull away, and pretend to ignore his blushing face.
That man was stuck in the regency.
You adjust your scarf, and make sure your earrings are straight before you walk to the dressing table and collect your bag.
Another gift.
He walks to you, and his arms are around your waist again.
You'd noticed that physical touch was his love language. And you liked touch.
"At least give me a kiss before you leave." He says.
Years ago, this wasn't the Grayson Hawthorne you'd met. That man was cold and closed off and never seemed to care.
Then he met you, and you met him. What started as a fake arrangement led to something oh so real that you couldn't even fathom not meeting him in his office to repay that loan your father had taken from his grandfather.
His lips are now near yours, and right before they touch, he stops.
Another thing he always did was ask before he kissed you. Even after years, he asked.
He always asked.
"May I?" He whispered.
"Always." You whisper back, and your lips meet in the middle in a perfect fit.
Like you were always meant to be together.
Like the two of you were two parts of one heart. The two of you'd met with your hearts broken, but they'd broken in perfect pieces.
The broken, shattered piece of his heart fit flawlessly with your torn and splintered one.
The two of you pulled away, and a bit of your lipstick was on his lips, and smudged on yours.
"I love you, you know that, right?" He whispers when your foreheads touch. This moment was tailored just for the two of you.
"Yes. And I love you more."
"Impossible."
"I love you to the moon and back."
You can practically hear his lips quirk up. "I love you to the moon and to Saturn."
"Do you, now?"
"You dare to question the amount of love I have for you?"
You laugh, and you see how his face lights up. "Oh, I don't dare to question you. You're almost always right."
"Almost?"
"Fine, fine, jaan. You're always right."
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wifeofsnowbaird · 3 months
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MASTERLIST
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The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes:
Coriolanus Snow:
Believe in me, my angel [one-shot and a mistake 💀I messed up so bad man if u give me another chance i will make it better i swear pls]
He was my man, but now he's just a stranger [one-shot]
My little Deer [one-shot]
You Can't, You Can't Catch Me Now [Masterlist]*
SnowBaird x Reader:
The Songbird and Snake love their Ballad[coming soon]
Lucy Gray Baird: coming soon
Sejanus Plinth: none yet
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Actors:
Tom Blyth: so long I've been out in the rain and Snow [part 1/part 2]
Charlie Bushnell: Charlie...I will never trust you again[one-shot]
Walker Scobell: coming soon
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Billy the Kid:
You put a spell on me [part 1/part 2]
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PJO:
Clarisse La Rue: coming soon
Annabeth Chase: coming soon
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*: changed title
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