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petewentzisblack1312 · 6 months
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hello. i turned 23 yesterday. happy almost same birthday i hope it's a good one
almost twins!! i hope its good too :) it already started quite nicely!!
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dilukha · 2 years
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boobo13cambridge · 1 month
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Sheila Ki Jawani | Kylian Mbappé
"I know you want it, but you're never gonna get it.
Tere haath kabhi na aani
(I will never come into your hands)
Maane na maane koi duniya yeh saari,
(Whether anyone believes it or not,)
Mere ishq ki hai deewani.
(This whole world is crazy behind me.)"
The music was blasting from the Bluetooth speaker that Kylian had got you for Valentine's Day after you had complained to him that your iPhone wasn't enough to jam to your favorite songs while getting ready.
Kylian, ever the attentive one, couldn't possibly not buy his bébé anything she asked for. Carefully applying the shade Limitless on your eyelids from your Huda Beauty palette, you were jamming to one of your favorite songs of all time while getting ready for your friend's birthday party. You were so happy that Kiara decided to make it Bollywood-themed because you wanted to wear the gold saree that your mother had gotten for you from her trip to India last month.
"Ab dil karta hai haule haule se,
(Now slowly my heart wants,)
Main toh khud ko gale lagaun.
(Me to embrace myself.)"
You continued shaking your hips in a sensual motion while you curled your lashes and applied a coat of mascara. To be honest, you were running a bit late and hoped Kylian wouldn't come home too soon so you could blame any tardiness on him. As a girl, you felt that being on time was overrated; no matter how much you prepared in advance, it didn't matter. What can you say? Beauty can't be hurried.
"Kisi aur ki mujhko zaroorat kya,
(I don't need anyone else,)
Main toh khud se pyar jataun.
(I'll express my love to myself.)"
This was your favorite part of the song. While waiting for the eyelash glue to dry, you struck a pose at every line.
"What's my name?
What's my name?
What's my name?
My name is Sheila, Sheila ki jawani.
(My name is Sheila, young Sheila.)
I'm too sexy for you,
Main tere haath na aani.
(I will never come into your hands.)
No no no no Shei-"
"Having fun, mon amour?" your husband's voice cut through the music as you stood there, your index finger shaking in front of the mirror with your expression stuck in a deer caught in the headlights motion.
Smirking, your husband stood there leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed.
"Kyky! What a surprise! I didn't know you were going to be home so early!" you blushed, trying to quickly put your lashes on, while wholly ignoring the fact that you were obviously late.
"Early, bébé? Really? T'es sérieuse?" he said, raising his eyebrows and walking behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. "It's 8:00 pm, and we are supposed to leave by 8:15 pm."
"Honestly, Ky. When you really think about it, does it really matter? I mean, it's an Indian birthday party; no one's on time," you rambled on while applying your primer. "Besides, time is just a con-"
"Bébé,"
"-cept. According to Allen Bluedor, time is a result -"
"Bébé,"
"of humans interacting with each other -"
"BÉBÉ!"
"-and socialization processes," you trailed off as he spun you around in his arms and gave you a stern look that made you immediately shut up. Kylian looked positively over your antics, as his dark eyes peered into your soul. The stern press of his mouth made it clear that he was less than impressed with your incorrigible habit of not getting ready on time.
"Qu'est-ce que je t'avais dit la semaine passée quand on a failli être en retard pour la fête à ma mère?" he asked, his thumb tracing circles on your exposed hip bone. There was a predatory gleam in his eyes that had your pulse suddenly racing. A slight shiver went down your spine as you had a hard time looking into his eyes.
"Euh, que j'étais vraiment belle et que de toute façon on avait juste failli être en retard?" you said while fluttering your eyes at him. You knew you were in trouble when you felt his hands tighten around your hips, as he frowned and pursed his lips, almost surprised by your audacity.
"Et maintenant, tu mens, eh?" his growly voice sent a spark of heat into your lower belly as he slowly backed you into the counter. Feeling the edge digging into your back, you placed your hands on the planes of his chest, the soft fabric of his black kurta providing comfort despite the tension in the air.
His right hand, which was on your hip, slid up your body slowly, wrapping around your throat and giving it a light squeeze. Your breath hitched as you felt your panties dampening.
"I asked you a question, and I expect an honest answer, bébé."
"Okay, fine. You told me that if I were late one more time, you would bend me over your knees…"
"Don't get shy on me now, princesse. You've literally had my cock in your mouth."
"Oh my god, Ky. You're such a perv sometime."
"Answer me."
"You would bend me over your knees and spank my ass raw," you mumbled quickly.
"Unfortunately, mon amour, I don't have time to bend you over my knees but I'm sure this counter will do," he said while his left hand slid down your ass, giving it a possessive squeeze.
"Turn around, and bend over."
At this point, you were so turned on that you wanted him to do it, all previous traces of nervousness vanishing from your body as if it was never there in the first place. Gulping, you bit your lip, as you slowly turned around and bent over the cold countertop. you weren't wearing a bra underneath your silk robe, so your nipples were hard as they touched the cool surface.
You heard Kylian inhale sharply as he slowly lifted your flimsy robe, gradually exposing your derrière. You heard him curse as he caressed your soft flesh. A sharp smack on your ass had you whimpering as the sting left behind a film of ecstasy in your soul.
"You're going to count for me now, bébé," he said, his commanding voice slowly seducing you into submission.
"One…" The word barely left your lips when Kylian let out a snort, shaking his head not in amused disbelief at your antics. "T'es drôle. Celui-là ne compte pas."
Despite the dark lust clouding his deep brown eyes, a glint of mischief and a touch of affection shone through. You drove him absolutely mental but he loved every second of it.
"T'es méchant, tu sais," you retorted, a pout forming on your lips, challenging his authority with your audacity.
Smack.
"Deux," you said, your voice laced with defiance, determined to test his limits as the sting of his slap reverberated through you. Glancing at your reflection in the mirror, the person staring back seemed almost like a stranger. A flush of red painted your cheekbones, a vivid testament to the intensity of the moment, while your teeth sank into your plump bottom lip.
"You're such a brat. I shouldn't let you cum for a week," he admonished, his tone firm as he caressed the bruised flesh.
"No! How could you even think of doing that?" You protested breathlessly, alarmed that he would even dare deny you your pleasure.
Just as he was about to retort, the sudden ring of your phone sliced through the charged atmosphere of the room, the beginning notes of Standing Next to You breaking the intimate bubble that you were both confined in.
"Who is it, Ky?" Your voice was curious, a slight edge of impatience cutting through as you tried to peek over his shoulder at the glowing phone screen.
"Oh putain, it's Kiara."
"Oh shit, she's going to kill us. We're so late." The words tumbled out of your mouth, a laugh hiding just beneath the surface, acknowledging that your best friend was about to tear you a new one.
"I wonder whose fault that is, mon amour," Kylian smirked, his gaze teasing and accusatory all at once.
"Ugh, get over it, Ky."
Smack.
"Cheeky brat." His words were a playful growl, the affectionate smack a punctuation to your ongoing banter. "C'mon, let me help you with your saree."
"Je t'aime, bébé." you said blowing a kiss in his direction, giving him a quick peck.
He just rolled his eyes at your antics, the gesture full of love and a resigned acceptance of your playful nature.
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Hi lovelies! I had this in the drafts and finally decided to post it! Yay 😁
I think I’m leaning towards writing short prompts because i have a hard time doing longer ones.
Anyways, I hope you guys like it 😊😊
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eroxotckv · 3 months
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"Proud of you, always"
FatherDiluc w/ his amazing daughter, D/N
Warnings: slight angst :/ omg such a loonnggg chapter ee // daughter may come across as insecure because she has trouble opening up and expressing her true thoughts
D/N = Daughter's name
Ngl I'm started to regret writing on wattpad bc I seem to be more on tumblr 😅 Okie let's get to it.
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Diluc is a very excellent husband. He's also a great father too- even if he feels insecure from time to time. It only proves his love and concern for his wife and daughter.
He loves his daughter so much that he will burn down the whole Winery if it meant keeping her safe and happy. She was beyond precious. And D/N being a Daddy's girl only sweetened the whole thing even further.
You were aware of his...overprotective instincts everytime your innocent little daughter would talk to a boy; Diluc would almost immediately jump right in and somehow convince little D/N to spend time with him instead. Honestly, it was like he had a sixth sense for your little grape everything she'd be "getting herself into trouble"
And honestly, she wasn't a bad kid either. She was very nice, polite, kind, understanding....So don't be surprised if Diluc loves the little girl more than you.
Don't get jealous either because there's nothing you can do about it.
Also because Diluc can see a LOT of you in her. So if you ARE feeling jealous, Diluc will tell you how it makes sense that your daughter is amazing because she's like you. Unintentionally, even, because he knows it's true.
Honestly, he doesn't need to be proud of his daughter just because she got a good grade or kept her room sparkly clean. But the very day he held her in his arms- the day she was born- he was so proud of her for existing.
Which is why his precious little sweet baby girl D/N's birthdays are VERY serious and a big deal. Diluc desperately wants his daughter to know how much he and everyone else who cares about her including Kaeya highly appreciates her existence.
Cuz one thing's for sure, he didn't want her birthday...to end up like his. No. Not at all. He'd rather kill himself to do anything for her and you know it.
So, when his daughter comes up to him on the night of her birthday, holding a gift in her hands and then saying how she was displeased with that specific gift that Diluc and Kaeya had personally got her....He couldn't help but feel disappointed.
For the first time.
"Dada?" A meek yet polite tone came out of nowhere. Very recognizable, but still a surprise, especially at this late of the night.
Diluc had immediately snapped his head towards the direction of the sound. Upon his eyes confirming that it was no other than darling D/N, his shoulders relaxed and he leaned down slightly, body facing her.
"Sweetheart, is something wrong?" He asked gently, even noticing a bit of hesitation in his daughter's eyes. He couldn't help but feel a certain underlying sense of concern...
You were asleep in your shared room, especially after helping with the birthday party a lot. Not with the arranging, but the cleaning afterwards because you knew it'd be messiest. So when your head hit the pillow, exhaustion had hit you like a truck. You fell asleep almost instantly.
Then why wasn't D/N asleep...Diluc thought. She'd never stay up too late (unless it was studying or reading, which is rare). And she went to her bedroom the moment you fell asleep. So this really did feel odd to Diluc, somehow.
Especially with how she was holding her new blanket in her arms with an innocent gaze. Almost too innocent.
"I...I don't mean to be...rude or anything." D/N half whispered, looking at him and the hesitation didn't fade. "But..." she gestures to the blanket she was holding it, raising it slightly before lowering it again. "This blanket....it doesn't fit or match with my room. My room is mostly themed ruby and red, however, this blankets seems out of place with the place. Well, much like uncle Kaeya's vase over th-"
But her polite concern was cut off by Diluc's tone. It sounded firmer, (might come across as harsh to D/N as Diluc rarely talks this way) as he shook his head. And the mention of Kaeya really did something to him, especially because of how he chugged a lot of alcohol near the evening of the birthday party.
"D/N."
He had really planned everything for D/N's birthday. And the blanket is one he personally got her- quite expensive too, this one even more so than others. Even Kaeya has helped him pick and design it out.
So when she had told him that she disliked it, he couldn't help but feel disappointment. That is, along with the twinge of frustration he got from such a busy day.
"Me and and your mother bought you a lot of gifts for your birthday. This one-" he paused, gesturing to the blanket as he kneels down besides her "This one was particularly expensive and put more effort into."
"See the little flowers right here? That's like your bright smile. See the little stars here? Reminds me of how hopeful you are. And the vibrant colors remind me of how many amazing things you are."
He felt a sigh leave his lips when he saw his daughter's...unreadable expression.
"You should really be more grateful for it. I personally saw to it that this blanket was made for you. You understand, yes?" Diluc finished, raising an expectant brow at D/N, who nodded gently before mouthing a small 'yes'
Immediately, as he saw her agree, he attempted to get back on his two feet. "Good, now, Dada has some work to-" but before he can stand up straight he felt a pair of small arms clutch his shoulders, along with the feeling of the blanket's fabric around his neck.
D/N hugged his neck, blanket still clinging onto her arms. She didn't want to drop or place it anywhere in the hall- where it would be less clean due to guests and such.
Diluc's mouth was slightly agape. But even more when he felt a little kiss on his cheek.
"I love you, Dada. Goodnight and thank you for today."
Came out D/N's voice with a faint yet gentle smile upon her lips. She then released her surprise stricken father out of her embrace, before walking to her room, with a small and excited bounce in each step.
Diluc could only watch. He was frozen. He had been, he fearfully admits, somewhat dismissive to D/N's hesitant confession of the blanket. He had also been...a bit- no...quite harsh on his daughter. Thought it was a mere blanket, her complaints were rare. His daughter, who always spoke in a soft, quiet tone and would never harm a soul.
Soon enough, the guilt creeps in and the realization hits him like a hammer onto his forehead. He was sure he had hurt her feelings- albeit, she didn't show it in fear of angering him even further. But how could he be angered with an angel like D/N? The one who forgave him for his insecurities, confusion, anxieties, inability to properly express emotions...
And Diluc hated how the list would seriously take some time to end.
His brain, failing to function properly, had him lost. What was he supposed to do now? When he heard the soft click of the door in her bedroom closing, he snapped out of his thoughts (to a low extent) and slowly stood up. But he was still confused on what to do. But he knew one thing; that it was enough working for tonight.
He desperately tried to distract himself with more...positive thoughts. His face contorted with a sense of fear and an anger he felt for himself. How could he have been so sense? And honestly, the more he stood there, mind detached from body as he avoids the thoughts- which only causes him to think about it even more.
He remembers how he had promised and encourage his sweet daughter to speak her mind, and he wouldn't judge for it. To trust him and not hiding anything. She had trouble asking for things she likes and/or doesn't like. Why else was she hesitant? She wasn't a brat, but Diluc believes HE is.
And then something inside him....snaps.
What does she think of me now? D/N won't trust me after this....
She probably hates me. She will never open up to me again. She's trying so hard to be genuine- but I pushed her away. She'll start lying about her true feelings to please me...
What have I done? Am I even a father- no. How can I think that after proving to be so undeserving of a blessing like her. What have I done- what have I..-
"Diluc Ragnvindr!"
He instantly snapped out of his spiraling thoughts the moment he heard a firm tone- Your firm tone.
He raised his head slightly, seeing you were at the balcony on the second floor of the Winery, a subtle pout on your lips. "Don't just stand there, I want you in our bed. Now."
You hissed with slight annoyance and concern. But once you noticed how he flinched slightly, eyes a subtle gloss in them. He was worried.
Immediately, quick footsteps down the stairs, you stood in front of him, taking his hands in comfortingly. Diluc looked at you, his expression turning more...vulnerable. He mumbled with a quiet, apologetic tone.
"I'm sorry, my love...I was...thinking."
He definitely had something on his mind, and before he could protest, you pressed a kiss atop his forehead and then tugged gently on his hand.
You took the tired winery owner upstairs, and he silently followed. His grip gentle yet firm on your hand, head hung low...
He'd be lost without you and a fool to lose you.
Once you both reached your destination, you sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard. Diluc's expression was blank- you couldn't tell from his looks what he was feeling. Sure, his gaze was on you but his mind wasn't really registering the fact that he was looking at you. You knew that.
"Diluc, what happened?" Snapping him out his thoughts with your determined yet loving tone, he flinched slightly before sighs quietly and hesitantly sitting down next to you.
"I...I may have been...no...I've definitely been harsh and dismissive on D/N." You could almost touch the regret from his shaky whisper- that's how thick the tension was.
Raising a brow, you were curious and concerned to know more. "What...what do you mean?" Diluc's head snapped towards you instantly, brows slightly furrowed.
"I mean that I'm a bad father! I've always wanted her to be our perfect little girl and I never knew what SHE wanted. I don't know what she thinks, or her opinions- I don't even know how she feels or how to read her emotions. What am I doing??!"
His hands were clenched so tightly as the frustrated, anxious words spilled from his mouth. The knuckles were white and possibly turning whiter.
You put a reassuring hand on him, encouraging him to open up more of what he has closed. At the gentleness of your hand, he took a calming breath, muttering quietly.
"Is...is this why she...hides her true self. I'm...I...don't deserve her." A pause "...Or you." He added under his breath.
Shaking your head first chance you got, you pressed a comforting kiss onto his temple, to which he blushed faintly.
"Darling, no. You're not a bad father. Besides, do you really think you don't deserve us? I can confirm that part is not true."
Diluc only pulled you into his arms in response, burying his face into the crook of your neck and nuzzling. Kind of like a affection starved man. Which he is, at the moment.
"Oh please it's just a blanket, Luc." Chuckling softly, you pat his hair, whispering soothing words. "Go talk to her, I bet she's still awake. Quick."
Diluc leaned back slightly, looking at your gentle gaze. He was hesitating a bit. But with a rush of determination and fatherly protective instincts, he stood up and nodded.
"Right- I'll be right back. Go to sleep, sorry."
You rolled your eyes at his apology, finding it cute he'd still apologize if he were late to bed. "Love you..." You muttered under your breath as Diluc had stormed past the door, making his way towards D/N's room.
His face screamed seriousness and it would probably make little kids scream. But...that was not his intention. The seriousness was for the sincerity of wanting to make Diluc's relationship with D/N better. To be a better father to her.
Unfortunately, the first thing his agitated mind decided to do when he reached her bedroom was half-bang open the door. Bro isn't FBI but yeah.
D/N was sitting up on her bed, the blanket was covering up to her knees and she was fiddling with the hem of it. By the look of slight panic, worry and anxiety in her eyes, Diluc could tell she was thinking a lot.
His expression fell into a somber one, especially when she flinched and looked mildly terrified.
With anxious yet determined steps towards D/N's bed, he sat beside her and opened his mouth to speak. But before he could do so, Y/N had already cut him off.
"I'm sorry, I really am. But if you think I deserve a time-out then I understa-"
"No." Diluc stopped her firmly. He couldn't bear hearing her gentle tone speaking such words. It felt as if his heart was pumping guilty blood, causing Diluc to feel a bit numb here and there.
"I did not give you a chance to express your opinions. Or feelings. I don't want you to hide anything from m-me. I'm sorry. I love you."
He could feel his eyes becoming glossy but he held the urge to cry in. Instead, he pulled her to his chest, holding her close and protecting her. As if shielding her from the evil of this godforsaken world...
D/N couldn't help but feel surprised- and...confused? Body frozen, eyes widened slightly, she really didn't know what to do from here. It had scared Diluc slightly for the fact she wasn't hugging back, so his grip went a bit more firmer.
Only then did D/N get back to reality. She spoke softly, with a hint of worry. "What...are you talking about, Dada?" She looked up at Diluc, releasing herself from his grip a bit to see his expression. Which was mildly terrified.
Pausing, he looked right into her eyes. She was...kind of...confused? He sighed quietly "The blanket, dear...and other things. Oh, how.."
He struggled to speak without his voice shaking
"Was I always this ignorant and you- oh never mind, of course I was."
D/N merely tilted her head slightly at him, still feeling a bit lost. Wasn't she supposed to be the one apologizing?, she thought.
Diluc stood up from the bed, looking around her room. It was themed ruby-red. Everything almost perfectly organized. Then he looked at the blanket. It was...a lot of colors and designs. Vibrant, almost annoyingly bright ones too. It seemed out of place in her bedroom. It was like he tried to capture, perfectly, his daughter's personality...onto a blanket.
The redhead knew how much his sweet D/N liked to snuggle in blankets. So he thought it was the perfect gift for his perfect daughter.
But she's not perfect, no matter how much he makes her be. She's a kind human soul with both love and wisdom. Why did he always want more? Tch, how selfish...he scolded internally.
However, D/N just looked at him with that innocent expression. "Dada?" Her soft voice came out.
Diluc snapped from his thoughts again. Now wasn't the time to be pessimistic, it was time to fix things.
"No- I mean, yes. I'm sorry. It looks odd, doesn't it...I.." his words came out faster than he intended, he walked towards her. She was still holding the blanket in her arms. "Give it to me. Dada will get you another beautiful, velvet one." Diluc spoke in a much loving tone, determined to make things right as he reached for the blanket.
But D/N instinctively pushed his hand away, making him flinch and he felt his thoughts going a million miles per half second.
Does she not forgive me? This is the end isn't it- she will never love me again- I am stupid and a monster- I should die- I'm a fycking idiot- she hates- I can't-
But D/N quickly giggled upon seeing Diluc's frozen state. His confused, contorted which was funny (seriously.) He looked like a statue making a weird face...
Diluc was able to breathe once he heard D/N's laughter. It was a cure for every disease. Except cancer. Dark humor by author
"Dada, you're so silly! I love this blanket. At first, I thought you just got me some random blanket because you didn't care-" She pause, smiling cheerfully "but turns out you just really thought of me and saw me in every pattern didn't you?"
She giggled softly again when Diluc grimaced slightly. But this time, he did out of how unworthy he was to have such a forgiving, accepting daughter. Quickly, he shook his head, gently tugging on the hem of the...unique blanket.
"You don't have to pretend to like it, princess. My feelings aren't hurt, really, I-"
But D/N harshly pulled it away from his grip.
"No!!" She pouted adorably, hugging the blanket between her knees and chest, arms around it. "I'll be sad if you take it away."
Diluc's brain started lagging- But then he shook his head, a soft chuckle escaping his lips with a hint of amusement and LOTS of relief. In a safe bear hug, he wrapped his arms around her, his tone soft as ever.
"I love you so, so, soo very much."
Giggling in response as she snuggled herself into his embrace, her tone equally soft.
"You're so silly Dada, thinking you can fit a personality into a blanket. People are very complex, you know?"
Yeah, he was silly. But only for D/N and Y/N.
"Mm...yeah" he murmured apologetically, as he nuzzled his nose against her sweet smelling hair.
"But that's why I love you too!" D/N exclaimed lovingly- still soft though. Diluc leaned back to look at his daughter's face, burning the image into his mind as he wonders what kind of person she'll be when she grows up.
But no, he wants her to be a child for as long as she can for now.
He was beaming so brightly. It was almost brighter than the sun. Beaming with love, affection- and pride.
He was so proud to have such a daughter. He's always been proud, always will be.
He sighed contentedly, pressing a soft kiss atop the crown of her head. "I love you more" he confidently stated "can't argue" he ended with the playful warn to which D/N pouted "ehhhh?! But that's not-"
"Butts are for pooping." Diluc joked with a half snort, gently pinching D/N's cheek at her slightly annoyed expression.
"That was terrible, Dada." She strictly stated and Diluc shrugged innocently- almost losing all sense of seriousness. Which some times, he in fact did around you and D/N, to tease y'all a bit.
"Hm? Then what else are butts for?" D/N chuckled quietly and then shook her head. "Oh, you...! Hmph."
Diluc's heart swelled in his chest before he spoke gently again "bedtime, sweetheart. Time to go to sleep."
"Oh, okkayyy .." D/N whines a bit, albeit agreeing. She lays on bed as Diluc protectively tucks her in with her new blanket.
"Sweet dreams, Angel.." He mumbled softly, pressing a good night kiss on her forehead one last time before reluctantly standing up from the bed.
D/N most happily smiled, her eye lids growing slightly heavier as her gaze followed her father as he exited the room. But before he could close the door, she spoke urgently "Dada?!"
Diluc looked to her direction immediately, eyes widening as he stands in the doorway. "Yes, darling?"
"I love you most. And because most is a superlative form, you can't say anything else. I win" D/N concluded with a faint, sleepy smirk.
Diluc looked at her, a bit surprised but then spoke again. "Ok. Well, I love you beyond most." Words loving yet quick, so she didn't have the chance to speak. "Goodnight, D/N." And he left, the click of the door closing can be heard.
D/N could only chuckle softly with amusement and love for her father. Thinking of all the fuzzy memories, she felt warm...And soon dreams drifted off to sleep. But she definitely made a mental note to win the argument the next day.
And Diluc? He's never felt more proud of his daughter. His soul is screaming with vows to protect her. He will. He can't bear to see D/N hurt. His shining star, his little girl. He loves her.
Always.
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Bonus!;
*Diluc explaining to sleepy Y/n how the talking worked and she's a great mother for raising a great kid as he cuddles her but unfortunately Y/n is sleepy and therefore replies with:*
"I suppose im good at parenting because ive been parenting since my childhood and i have a lot of experience- No, i was not a literal mother since 13, thank you very much for thinking that. I know you were thinking that, dont deny it. what i meant was, im good at parenting because i parented my siblings and parented my parents because they did not know how to parent properly and therefore that led me giving them parental advices and stuff and parenting them and therefore i am good at parenting ever since not to mention i grew up too fast sadly i hate being an adult i hate my life but then you came along and started parenting and taking care of me, the person who never got taken care of so now i love my life i love you the love of my life now will you please shush for i am exhauussteddd and trying to sleep. goodnight."
*sleepy rambling which Diluc LOVES.*
Diluc, trying not to laugh;
"Oh, sweetheart, you're exactly like D/N. I should've seen it."
*little kiss on y/n's head*
"Goodnight, princess..."
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Happily ever af- *takes shotgun and shoots.* no. Don't you dare.
Let's end with "And so, the end to this chapter."
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┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ the stars remind me of how bright you are in
the darkest of times...
┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚★⋆。˚ ⋆
┊ ┊ ┊ ⋆
┊ ┊ ★⋆
┊ ◦
★⋆ ┊ . ˚
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I love you
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xoxokanmani · 9 months
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ranveer singh’s best roles!
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murad ahmed in gully boy
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kabir mehra in dil dhanakne do
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ram rajari in goliyon ki raasleela ram-leela
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bittoo sharma in band baaja baaraat
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happy (belated) birthday, ranveer singh!
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kabhi-kabhi-aditya · 8 months
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Ali Ali Ali Alizeh, kaha hai tuuu???
Mere dil mei hai naa!!
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Ayeeee, ykw, aaj tumblr ki sabse acchi influencer, writer aur creator ka birthdayyy hai and I'm soo soo gladd that a person like her is in my life.
I remember all those first reblogs and replies youuu made on my posts and then we got connected on other apps and then one day on snapchat youuu texted “bhai tere toh snaps bhi aesthetic hote hai”
Aur phr vaha se shuru hui humari dosti aur us bhai us🗿 ka silsila, tu kaafi meri jaise hai, zameen ke logo ke rants aur issues sunkar unki help krege par kbhi khud reach out nhi krte kyuki ig we know “hi, it’s me, I’m the problem” par koi naaa ik ye bas ek phase hai and “it’ll pass” aur phr sab sahi ho jyega.
Chal, ab fs fs raees ban aur phr mujhe paris ki trip par le jaa “an evening in Paris” par vlog bana hai mujhe
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Happy Birthday cutie pie @dishaakikhoj I hope youuu have an awesome day and an amazing year ahead 🎂🍕🥳🥤✨💫🌻
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tawaifeddiediaz · 2 years
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channa mereya mereya, beliya
oh moon of mine, my love
— Channa Mereya from Ae Dil Hai Mushkil (x)
(for @oneawkwardcookie, happy birthday! 💖😘)
[Image ID: six multi-colored gifs of Eddie Diaz and Evan Buckley from multiple episodes of 9-1-1. Each gif is made of one close-up face, and a second black-and-white gif in the background, then a color layer over that. Overlaid each gif are lyrics from Channa Mereya in an Old English font, colored with a similar gradient as the rest of the gif. In a smaller, white font is the English translation of each lyric above the Urdu lyrics:
GIF 1: Eddie shaking his head at his dinner table in 5.13. The background gif is of him resting his forehead on his closed fists around a bat as he sobs in 5.13. The gif is colored red. Urdu lyrics read, "andhera tera" and the translation reads, "your darkness"
GIF 2: A close-up shot of Buck asking Eddie what he's afraid of in 5.13. The background gif is of Buck and Eddie standing on the bleachers of the equine therapy place in 5.14, as Buck points out Charlie to Eddie, who straightens in surprise. The gif is colored orange. Urdu lyrics read, "maine le liya" and the translation reads, "I have taken"
GIF 3: A close-up shot of Eddie resting in his hospital bed in 5.14 as he tells Buck that he was there for Christopher when Eddie couldn't be, and that's what matters. The background gif is Buck and Christopher joking around as they sign May's congratulation board in 3.18. The gif is colored green. Urdu lyrics read, "mera ujla sitara" and the translation reads, "my shining star"
GIF 4: A close-up shot of Eddie telling Buck that if anything happens to him, Christopher would be taken care of by Buck in 4.14. The background gif is of Eddie being held up by Buck, Hen and Bobby after dragging himself out of the well in 3.15. The gif is colored blue. Urdu lyrics read, "tere naam kiya" and the translation reads, "I've written in your name"
GIF 5: A close-up shot of Eddie tilting his head in Buck's direction as he gives him advice in 5.04. The background gif is of Buck and Eddie pushing Christopher's adaptive skateboard in 3.12. The gif is colored purple. Urdu lyrics read, "channa mereya mereya" and the translation reads, "oh moon of mine"
GIF 6: A close-up shot of Buck turning his head to look at Eddie after Chris asks him if they can play video games at his house in 4.03. The background gif is of Buck moving towards Eddie with his hand on his belt in in 3.09. The gif is colored pink. Urdu lyrics read, "channa mereya mereya" and the translation reads, "oh moon of mine"
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bollywoodirect · 4 months
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Happy Birthday, #Helen (21/11).
Helen's foray into Bollywood began with a little help from a family friend, actress Cuckoo. Starting with group dance roles in movies like "Shabistan" (1951) and "Awaara" (1951), Helen quickly became a regular in the industry. Her talent shone through, earning her solo dance spots in films such as "Alif Laila" (1954) and "Hoor-e-Arab" (1955). Notably, she also appeared as a street singer in "Mayurpankh" (1954).
A significant breakthrough came in 1958 when Helen was just 19. Her performance in the song "Mera Naam Chin Chin Chu" from the film "Howrah Bridge" captured hearts. Sung by Geeta Dutt, this song marked the start of a series of successful projects for Helen. The 1960s and 1970s saw her rise to fame, with Geeta Dutt lending her voice for many of Helen's performances. During this period, Helen often portrayed characters who would perform a song or dance and then exit the plot, paving the way for the film's lead actress.
By 1969, Helen had become a household name, even gracing the cover of Filmfare Magazine. Another prominent singer, Asha Bhosle, frequently provided playback for Helen's performances, especially during the 1960s and early 1970s. Helen's versatility wasn't just limited to dance; she was nominated for the Filmfare Award for Best Supporting Actress in 1965 for her role in "Gumnaam". Her dramatic roles in "China Town" and "Sachaai" (1969), alongside Shammi Kapoor, were box office hits. She also portrayed a compelling character in "Chhote Sarkar" (1974), co-starring Shammi Kapoor and Sadhana. Helen's hit dance numbers included 'Suku Suku' in "Junglee", 'Yamma Yamma' in "China Town", and several others.
Helen's fame wasn't confined to the Indian cinema; she performed on stages in London, Paris, and Hong Kong. In 1973, "Helen, Queen of the Nautch Girls", a 30-minute documentary by Merchant Ivory Films, highlighted her life and career. This was followed by Jerry Pinto's book "The Life and Times of an H-Bomb" in 2006, which won a National Film Award. Writer Salim Khan played a key role in Helen's career, casting her in several films he co-scripted. Her performance in "Lahu Ke Do Rang" (1979) earned her the Filmfare Award for Best Supporting Actress. In recognition of her contributions, Helen received the Filmfare Lifetime Achievement Award in 1999.
Though she officially retired in 1983, Helen made occasional appearances in films like "Khamoshi: The Musical" (1996) and "Mohabbatein" (2000). She also appeared alongside her real-life step-son #SalmanKhan in "Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam" and in "Humko Deewana Kar Gaye" (2006). Her contributions were further acknowledged when she was selected for the Padma Shri in 2009, alongside Aishwarya Rai and Akshay Kumar. Helen also served as a judge in the semifinals and finals of India's 2009 "Dancing Queen" television series.
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apocalypse-boi · 2 years
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Happy eighth birthday to Dil Howlter!
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TRACKING MY EYES
(LIST OF MOVIES SERIES BOOKS AND WEBCOMICS I HAVE SEEN READ and want to remember(rating out of 10) (incomplete rn)
( E-english, H-hindi, K-korean)
MOVIES
Animated-
nimona (10)
TANGLED
the Mitchells v/s the machines
spirit untamed
frozen 1
next gen (8)
the willoughbys
over the moon
wreck it Ralph 1 and 2
encanto
frozen 2 (6)
Hindi
barfi (10)
chor nikal ke bhaga (10)
Darlings
ek main aur ek tuu
ek vivah aisa bhi
forensic
hasee to phasee
Lootera
om shanti om
Qala
queen
Uri
7 khoon maaf (9)
dear zindagi
dil chahta hai
dil dhadkne do
Wake up Sid
doctor G (8)
kal ho na ho
zindagi na milegi Dobara
gori tere pyaar m (7)
kuch kuch hota hai
kabhi khushi kabhi gham
plan A plan B
Tamasha
OMG (oh my god) (6)
Ye Jawani Hai deewani
fitoor (5)
I hate luv stories
kabhi alvida naa kehna
dilwale 2015
jaane tu ya jaane na
dil se (3)
hum sath sath hai (no ratings for these lol)
happy new year
hum apke hai kaun
sooryavansham
english
good will hunting
BARBIE
Half of it
fundamentals of caring
edge of seventeen
red white and royal blue
the baby sitter killer queen
crazy rich asians
Enola holmes 1 n 2
knives out 1 n 2
confessions of a shopaholic
the intern
love at first sight
korean
tune in for love
love and leashes
kill boksoon
SERIES
lockwood n co
looking for alaska
heartstopper
Carmen San Diego
extraordinary attorney woo
blue birthday
run on
celebrity
true beauty
see you in my 19th life
our beloved summer
my ID is Gangnam beauty
because this is my first life
business proporsal
nevertheless
masaba masaba
my demon
destined with you
vincenzo
reborn rich
start up( ongoing)
its okay not to be okay (goingon)
gilmore girls (going on)
BOOKS
the unhoneymooners- Christina Lauren
nothing lasts forever- Sidney Sheldon
Since You've Been Gone by Morgan Matson
turtles all the way down- john green
to all the boys I've loved before (book 2 and 3 specially)
One of us is lying- Karen McManus
One of us is next (sequel)
tbr-
one of us is back (triology)
lockwood and co
PLAYS
mujhe amritaa chahiye (yogesh tripathi)
WEBCOMICS
the omniscient reader
i love yoo
the greatest estate developer
get schooled
operation true love
seasons of blossom
morgana and oz
reunion
to tame a fire
muse on fame
maybe meant to be
wished you were dead
lost in translation
lets get divorced
the fox club
raven saga
bad signs
daytime star
completed
secretary out of order
see you in my 19th life
take me im yours
your letter
til debt do us part
our beloved summer
unholy blood
sweet home
long after the ending
the make up remover
age matters
a chance at last
gourment hound
the nuna at our office
cherry blossoms
my boo
her bucket list
super secret
oh!holy
mom, im sorry
lilac 200%
scorching romance
garden club detective squad
the hip guy
kind of love
unTouchable
witch hunt
cinnamonroll
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hell-lit011019 · 10 months
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To everyone who has wished lilac happy birthday.. here's a cake slice, she's probably sleeping because she's in POST LIMIT JAIL hehehe :)
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No she's not ignoring you.. get over yourself for one day
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Yep I'm in jail guys pray for my sanity, I don't have any but still pray. And meko to mila ni cake par tum log khao yarr bohot bada hai mera dil
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DILS I WENT HOME AND GOT TO SEE DAISY THIS WEEKEND AND ITS HER BIRTHDAY TODAY AND SHE TURNED 9
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAISY!!!!!!!
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baar baar din ye aaye baar baar dil ye gaaye tum jeeyo hazaro saal, saal ke din pachas hazaar. happy birthday to you oho happy birthday to you aha happy birthdayy too voiz happy birthday to you.
Abtak ka best birthday wish guys. Prachi ne mere liye gana gaa diya ab mera jeevan safal.
(idhar mai marne ka sochta rehta hu aur ye hazaar saal jeene ko bol rhi🚶)
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phanfictioncatalogue · 8 months
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Fic Titles With Names In Them Masterlist
Anna Bi-nana (ao3) - phanielspiano
Summary: Anna Lester comes out as bisexual to her family.
Dan doesn’t like Harry Styles (ao3) - Misha_with_wings
Summary: At a big awards event Dan and Phil find themselves alone in a room with Harry Styles. Harry seems to enjoy flirting with Phil while Dan’s blood boils, he wants Phil- Harry can’t have him, but he keeps his mouth shut and watches the relationship happen.
Fred - dxnhowell
Summary: Dan and Phil have been neighbors for awhile now, but they’ve never really spoken to each other… until Phil needs help sneaking in a cat.
Happy Birthday, Dil! - transdimensional-void
Summary: Dan is pregnant with Dil and Phil goes with him to the hospital.
Happy Birthday Phil! - jilliancares
Summary: Dan doesn’t know what to get Phil for his birthday, so Pj offers to help. Although what Dan doesn’t know, is that Pj’s offering up Dan.
Ink And Alice (ao3) - dizzy
Summary: Dan joins a band instead of going to university, and then he meets Phil.
Louisette, Or How Danearie Got His Wings - pinkgrapefruit22
Summary: This is the story of a beautiful, confident fairy lady and her socially awkward, nerdy fairy friend, so just read it and be happy.
Love, Becky (ao3) - husbants
Summary: At a We’re All Doomed pre-show Q&A, Dan gets a question about his old characters Becky and Jessica.
He has a dream about them. And sometimes dreams inspire in peculiar ways.
love, simon (ao3) - danhoweiis, twoheadlights (fizzfic)
Summary: Like fathers, like son.
or: Simon Lester has something he needs to tell his dads.
Loving Livy (ao3) - dannihowell (anotherdaughter)
Summary: “You fell asleep on the aeroplane and I keep making funny faces at your kid to keep them amused and the steward mistaken us as a couple and for some reason you keep flirting with me now but I don’t really mind.”
Loving Phil - analester
Summary: Loving Phil was unexpected and Dan was nowhere prepared for it, but now loving Phil is as simple as breathing, and Dan wouldn’t have it any other way.
Lucy's Lullabye - amazingdanielhowell
Summary: Includes kids and adoption.
Luna - fiction-phan
Summary: “Hey stop! You’re stealing my neighbour’s dog! What the fu- oh they hired a dog walker? hahaha haha…ha…carry on.”
My Juliet (ao3) - RyRyCaptain
Summary: Phil is a world-famous playwright, and he’s directing his newest play, Romeo and Juliet. Dan is an actor who luckily receives the part of Juliet.
Pearl’s before (ao3) - winstonlives
Summary: Dan and Phil meet Louise’s baby for the first time.
The Daughter Named Rosie (ao3) - ThingsThatRuinedMyLife
Summary: Dan and Phil are so happy to bring home their beautiful little girl Rosie. As she gets older, things get discovered and they all learn to cope.
The One Where Dan Finds Phil’s Tinder - gorgeousdan
Summary: Dan finds Phil’s Tinder and finds out Phil’s into guys. Which is - ya know - a game changer. But he can’t just come out and ask if Phil’s into him. So he flirts.
Uncle Dan (ao3) - Ragopamplina
Summary: Dan is a Lester. He knows it, but still, he enjoys little reminders.
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eenadu-varthalu · 2 years
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Happy Birthday Mani Sir!!!
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Movies in order: Nayakan (1987), Geethanjali (1989), Thalapathi (1990), Roja (1992), Bombay (1995), Iruvar (1997), Dil Se… (1998), Alaipayuthey (2000), Kannathil Muthamittal (2002), O Kadhal Kanmani (2015)
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I think I’m inclined to agree with Dils! I mean fob like does give reasons to be pessimistic but tbh this does not feel like the average scenario of someone leaving a band. Like if this was a huge separation and he was going to be gone forever they would have started a PR campaign slowly announcing this.
The fact that Joe is in the promotional photo but not in the MV makes me think that the decision for him to step back was made sometime between the two. And while I’m sure they would have preferred to let it happen quietly, I think once there was serious fan reaction to his absence they felt forced to make a statement. Dropping the note two hours before a tv appearance feels more like crisis communications to me than an actual strategy.
Regardless, I hope Joe is doing okay and I’m happy he’s taking the steps to take care of himself.
Well I mean I just am pessimistic in general. I guess I feel this way because I can't think of a single time in contemporary major band history where they make a statement that a band member is taking a break "for mental health reasons" and then the band member actually comes back (Examples: Jesy, Zayn, Spencer). To me, it always feels like trickle-truthing as a PR strategy.
However, I do agree regarding the promo photo and his comments in the book about the record seeming to indicate he still wants to be in the band and still is in the band. He's speaking with a lot more conviction than people usually do in situations like this about returning to the band.
It does feel like crisis management. I do think they were hoping to hide/pass off Joe not being in the band for as long as possible, then after the video they realized people were not buying it and they had to try and control the narrative.
I also felt like, from the moment snippets from his book started leaking, something weird was going on because I felt like he was so aggressive about how the book was NOT going to shit talk his bandmates or have any drama. I felt like that's not something anyone expects someone in a band to do so it wasn't at all necessary to say.... unless the book was going to closely coincide with another announcement, and it seems he thought the book would come out post-album release. Like methinks the lady doth protest too much type vibes.
I do have to say this move doesn't surprise me at all, when I saw them at Hella Mega it was Joe's birthday. I know this was just one night and is confirmation bias or whatever and I don't mean to be rude, but he seemed really unhappy and honestly I think there was something wrong with the mix on his guitar or something because certain solos actually really hurt my ears.
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