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dilhhindustani · 2 months

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Peak intimacy is when he does the shringaar of you 🧚🏻‍♀️[when he puts your feet🪷 on his bent down knee and helps you wear PAYALS ,puts gajra 🌹 in your hair , puts the sindoor 🪞, puts the magalsutra in your neck😵‍💫,puts the chooris\kangans in your hands✨ ]

🏃🏻‍♀️Bbye my delusional single ass could never !

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soujjwalsays · 11 months

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Tum, main aur 2 cup chai?

“Some people will tell you there is a great deal of poetry and fine sentiment in a chest of tea.”

– Ralph Waldo Emerson

#desi culture #desi academia #desi tumblr #desi people #desi aesthetic #aesthetic #indian things #desi humor #desi tag #writers and poets #just desi things #desi teen #desiblr #desi stuff #dating #being desi #desi things #desi shit posting

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craycraybluejay · 3 months

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apparently it is morally wrong to have a crush/sexual feelings for anyone in general. Like. the whole 'dont sexualize literal people ewwww.' i really really wish less teens were on the internet because of this kind of stuff. we are mass-producing mental illness and i am not kidding.

like imagine being 15, having a crush on someone in your class, going on the internet, and being bombarded with all sorts of people saying its wrong to experience sexual thoughts towards people in your peer group. its wrong for adults to have sexual thoughts about other adults. its even more wrong for you, a teen, to have sexual thoughts about your classmates.

you are 16 now and very lucky to be in therapy with a well off enough family. you confess to your therapist how evil you are for wanting to touch or look at that one girl in your class. she looks at you with confusion, like how your mother looks at you when you ask her why you have a computer and your friend doesn't. why is it fair. everyone's confused about you and you are confused too. you're evil, you must be, because you have dirty disgusting feelings. you deserve to be mocked online, says dogluvr15089. you're an evil monster, says @Official Priest of West California. you're a pervert and sexual predator, says fandom_m0m321. they have stupid names and no faces-- but if all of them are saying it then it must have some truth to it, right? your therapist is saying something but you don't hear her, you're in your head wondering if you should punish yourself, how you should punish yourself. when you're back in the room with her you ask her what's wrong with you. she writes you a diagnosis for ocd and anxiety. you take the drugs, like the good, righteous, pure teenager you want to be. they make you feel weirdly empty, and not very hungry, and kinda sleepy. they might give you dementia in your 50s but who cares. you deserve it for being gross. you look through the comments even on other people's stuff, the comments telling them the same thing you were told. you're still punishing yourself for natural feelings-- seeking out the same degrading bullying when you don't get enough of it. you don't tell your therapist you are doing this; because you know she would tell you to stop and you don't want to stop. it's a compulsion. you talked about those last Tuesday.

you're 17. you haven't asked anyone out. by some miracle, a girl who likes you takes the initiative. you stumble through the date awkwardly and anxiously, trying not to touch her, flinching away when your fingers brush over a cheap burger. she asks if you're okay, and then asks, "don't you like me?" She asks, "why do you look like you're scared of me or something?" You stay silent. But then when it happens again, she gets up to leave and the rejection causes the dam to break. You try not to cry, because that's Emotional Manipulation. You choose your words carefully, because you don't want to accidentally Gaslight her like the evil thing you are. You stumble through it but you tell her you're sorry, you tell her you've never had the chance to date. You tell her, shaking like a leaf, like a dumb idiot, that you really really like her and she's very pretty and you're scared to say Hot or Sexy so you don't. And you tell her you're scared. You're really scared she'll see you're a bad person and leave you for someone more pure and good. You try really hard to phrase it like a PR team would. She tells you that's ridiculous, laughing like sunshine and kisses and god, sex. But most of all you've never heard someone so flippantly tell you how ridiculous of a notion that is. She makes you feel brave. You tell her what people have been telling you, scared that you're Trauma Bonding her but pushing through. She, with more surprise, again tells you it's ridiculous. She's not laughing anymore, but you want to make her laugh. You ask with a voice too small for your age if its okay you think her laugh is really sexy. She smiles so brightly its blinding, and says she thinks you're sexy too. You hold hands when you leave together. You go on more dates later, and the two of you talk about your problems and your dreams. And she shows you how to yell at "internet dumbasses." And you still go to therapy except this time you think it's working, because this time you Get It. You get it's ridiculous, and you're happy enough to try to heal.

And you know what? You're one of the lucky few that got that chance. Many teens struggle with mental health problems due to the internet. Not all of them are caused by this purity bullshit. Some of it is body image-- accounts that encourage eating disorders and low self-esteem. Some of it is trends and feeling lonely and unlikeable. Social media doesn't just excaberate mental illness. Sometimes it really and truly produces it and this fact needs more awareness.

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burgirrrr-rants · 6 months

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रफ्ता रफ्ता, वो मेरी, हस्ती का सामान हो गए

पहले जान, फिर जाने जान फिर जाने जाना हो गए

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chand-ki-priyatama · 7 days

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The problem is we're looking for someone to grow old together while the secret is finding someone to remain kid with....

Someone who brings out the inner child in us....

Someone who breaks the walls which we have built around our hearts...

Someone who makes us believe that it's not necessary that we are always the one who love but never the loved...

Someone who can be our muse....

Someone who feels like a warm hug after a chilly night....

Someone who is like the moon....

-K.Y 💗

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iluv4my · 1 month

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Some people have told me they can't understand me so i stay quiet instead of doing argument and many other people have been hurt because i m complicated. But it's just that i create boundaries that i don't let anyone cross. I don't want anyone to know me i keep myself private from others i can't prove anything by doing anything because i know who i am and that's enough idgf

And i don't even care if anyone knows me Everyone has different opinions and assumptions about me and that's success to me. Just be private and let people assume

My job is not to prove to others who I'm It is enough for me to know myself. The journey of knowing myself is still very long i still have a lot to learn about myself. So why would i tell someone who i am unless i love them very much? Only then will I tell them about myself

I enjoy being aIone i don't have any friends because i don't want to waste time explaining myself to anyone. People often hurt me because they don't know me so they say whatever comes to mind. But it's fine

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ek-ranjhaan · 1 month

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Not me dancing in the deep, dark lonely corridors of the hostel at 1:49 AM in the morning with my headphones on.

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tasavvur-ki-duniya · 9 months

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नमस्ते भाइयो और उनकी बहनों <3

kanya • 19 • swarg

odia-bengali girl

pronouns: she/her/apsara

girl who randomly changes are theme

please no hate,porn or any kind of bullshit 🙏🏽

likes — rain , food , burgers , storm clouds , writing poetries and random stuffs, fashion,books, clicking sky pics,traveling < sometimes >, makeup, pillows, cool breezes, palm trees, the ocean, animals, movies (horror, thriller, serial killer) leo- my cat,and meeting new people.

dislikes — haters, sexism, greasy hair, coughing, sneezing, hot weather, sweating, sour candy, dust, allergies, stupid entitled anons, too much butter in my popcorn, racism, homophobia, body shaming < yall r all fucking gorgeous and im literally on my knees for you > 🧎🏻‍♀️

ᥫ✦. spotify !

ᥫ✦. instagram !

इस blog को बनाने का motive : मुझे खुद नहीं पता 🤡

FEEL FREE TO MESSAGE ME WHENEVER YOU WANT! I love to talk to new people and LOVE making new friends

bloggers i love and adore <3 : @memoirsofhim @desi-tumbllr-dot-com @alhad-si-simran @priiisdope @the-psychotic-lady @lavanya-lakshmi @dhuup @bigdi-hui-aulaad @dishaakikhoj @ji-jii-visha @manincaffeine @astrocatfizziks @mr-kalakar

one more thing alot people are confused between me and sanskari-kanya so I'm not sanskari-kanya I am a completely new girl on Tumblr

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mudpuddless · 1 year

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Lunch in the Kenobi-Skywalker-Tano-and-secretly-also-Fett quarters

(not pictured: one knight Skywalker, a togruta padawan, and a good dozen clone troopers in a variety of jedi clothes playing space-mariokart at increasingly high volumes)

[image ID: a digital drawing centred on Jango Fett, a Maori man in his late thirties, in matching mauve sweatpants and cropped shirt adding chilly powder to a big pan filled with a mushy red rice dish. His hair is greying at the temples and he is smiling slightly. On the left behind him is Obi-wan Kenobi, a pale ginger in his late thirties, wearing a blue cropped shirt and beige wrapped pants, who is walking past Jango while smiling at him, a hand on his arm. At the bottom right of the frame there is Boba Fett, a child looking like Jango at about twelve years old, in a matching blue pullover to Obi-wan's, holding up a flashing datapad, taking a photo. He is scoffing softly at his father. In the background, which is slightly blurry, there is a glass teapot and cups, a hanging multi-tier fruit basket and cabinets. Sunlight is flooding the room. end ID]

based on this fic

#Star Wars #fanart #jangobi #jedi culture #obi wan kenobi #described #AU where jango was frozen in carbonite during the ten years It took to make the clones and immediately adopts them given half a chance #half a chance bc he is still very much wanted by the republic #so he stays at the temple in obi-wans quarters and hides in the bedroom when people come over #but like. Quinlan is living next door and thinks jango Is obi-wans one night stand #its a whole thing #the clones steal anakins clothing bc theyre basically ten year olds with the brain chemistry of teen agers who are also soldiers #so there is a lot of very competent toddler-frat boy kind of disasters #yes I made fan art to fight the writers block its been six months fight me #the hidden king fanfic

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therealdesitalk · 1 month

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Hi everyone 🪔

Let's get straight to it lol im not good at giving fancy intros but i've got something important to share. I made this blog for a reason: to talk about stuff that often gets ignored or forgotten. There are things that people have made normal and modern, but they shouldn't be like it's not just a matter of thinking we'll discuss many such things in the future so i will discuss them here i want to talk about these things in depth, the things that are rarely shown in the media and are important for us Indians to know especially for girls. I will often create blogs here for female awareness

Also, We talk every day, but do we really talk about the important stuff? There are many things we don't even know why they are or how they happened That's why i'm here. In this blog we'll talk about things that most people don't really talk about.

I'll mostly talk about Indian stuff: like Bollywood movies, gender stuff, and why certain things happen deep talks about things that are usually kept quiet.

The second reason for creating my blog is that i want your points of view so that i can have a 360 degree perspective

Thanks for joining me on this journey :) i will see u in my inbox

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dilhhindustani · 26 days

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I've the superpower of crying super silently ki mere bagal m leta hua insaan bhi meri rone ki avaj nhi sun sakta !! I'm so proud of myself 👽

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ruskandruskin · 1 month

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you still would've been mine, we would've been timeless. i know we were ashamed and reckless but we loved the way we used to love each other. i still remember the day we used to spend time with each other not even knowing about how our nights used to turn into mornings and how the days used to turn into nights, you were more like my strength, the type of love people watch or read but being with you was more like experiencing heaven from close, even you were thousand miles away from me but it always felt like you're just here, by my side. you were never a phase for me and you'll never be.

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br1ghtestlight · 3 months

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this is very funny to me bcuz bob's burgers is seen as like the natural predecessor to king of the hill and god I WISH they were cool enough in 2024 to do an episode where one of the kids becomes a gay subculture furry. that would be so iconic?? can you imagine?

#unfortunately it is still written by middle aged writers w/ not that much knowledge of youth culture #so the best you'll get is a quick mention of tiktok or the Cool Teens in the s13 episode </3 we can only dream of a furry episode #tina and gene will both be furries when they're older just to be clear. like how they're both gonna be theater kids #louise will be the long-suffering normie punk child #bob's burgers #txt

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iluv4my · 3 days

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Moving on

Even when things go wrong remember you're not stuck there you can always start over just learn from what happened but don't dwell on it. Talk to someone you trust about how you feel or you can journal it can make a big difference focus on the good things happening now and believe in yourself. You have the power to shape your future Keep moving forward and never underestimate your ability to create a better tomorrow

#spilled thoughts #life quote motivation #motivation #letting go #just letting it out #desi academia #desi culture #thought dump #inner thoughts #teen thoughts #txt post #life quotes #inspiring quotes #quotes #get motivated #heartbreak #writers and poets

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kseniaallis · 2 years

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So often I ask myself the same thing, over and over, why do I love reading fan fiction more than new books? Why do I always come back to those stories instead of picking up new adventures and worlds filled with unknown characters and plots?

I get the same answer all the time. And it keeps me going for years, without making me feel ashamed or ridiculous, because I am not those things. Every time I tell people what I’m doing in my free time, some of them laugh, some of them nod in understanding. So, why?

I always loved watching at things from multiple points of view - my own and others, looking and analysing them not only myself but with the words of others. And fics offer that - stories that interpret characters and their lives in the completely different ways. Stories change. They may be set in alternative universes, but commonly they are about the same people in different circumstances that stay close to those who they were originally.

Fics makes me relish characters I love close to my heart for a very long time. I can read about them for months, years and know there will be more. I love tv-shows but even they end, but stories never do - I can choose to dive into the different fandom, but I’ll always come back to old ones, just because I hold them dear to my heart.

I feel. May sound strange for some, but I can feel way more when I read rather than watch. I cry from joy, pain, sadness, grief, along with other characters so often and freely, and it’s the only place where I feel safe to let my emotions out. Because they are not written on purpose to earn more money or get more views, they’re made with pure love and affection for the same fandoms I love and it feels.

I write too, choosing carefully in which fandom I’m ready to contribute, what stories I know I can develop and what characters I analysed well enough to be ready to share my thoughts with others. Today it’s thiam, tomorrow - who knows?

I grew up reading Tony Stark fics, back when I was 16 and so easy to influence. I grew up to understand people more, to see another side of things and never judge, thinking about what others may come to experience. Yes, I often lost in the daydream, as they may say, but I learned more from an infinite amount of authors, who poured their joy and wisdom into paper and taught me what life is - how it feels to love and accept, be kind and strong, brave and self-sacrificing.

So often I ask myself the same thing, over and over, why do I love reading fan fiction more than new books? It shaped me as a person and continues to teach me as I grow older. And isn’t it a miracle of its own?

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tasavvur-ki-duniya · 9 months

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झूठे वादे टूटे

चार तेरे दिए मोती वो भी हार से टूटे,

अनमोल ख़ज़ाने जो थे, वो चर्चित हो गए।

जब तक सच्ची रौशनी ने नहीं छूआ उन्हें,

झूल रहे थे ख़्वाबों के भ्रम में आदमी वैरागी।

चार तेरे वादे वो भी निकले झूठे,

मिट गई थी उनकी अहमियत, हकीकत से दूर।

मगर जब चेहरे के पीछे छिपी हरकत आई सामने,

वो वादे भी ख़त्म हो गए, जैसे हुआ मज़ाक़ दूर।

पर ये टूटे हुए मोती अब नहीं हार हैं,

विश्वास की ऊँचाईयों पर उठते हैं बौछार।

जो वादे निभाने का था तूने किया विश्वास,

वो झूठे निकले, लेकिन सच्चाई की पराकाष्ठा प्यार।

इन टूटे हुए मोतियों से खुद को बचा ले,

संघर्ष के मैदान में नयी किरणे जगाए।

चारों ओर झूठे वादों को तू छोड़ के चल,

अपनी आज़ादी की आग में ख़ुद को जलाए।

- कन्या ❤️

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