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when ur so cooked that even reaching out for help makes u feel like ur being a burden
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do u guys ever have those people in ur life who's energy just seems a bit off, like you can't find anything to dislike about them but u just feel weird about them and then u find out something absolutely psychotic that they did and u realise u were right all along or is that too specific help
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How's it going with mehendi guy
he's my husband now.
he came over to my house and MET MY PARENTS (my parents loved him btw, my mom even took out her phone and started showing him baby photos of me).
he's done my mehendi so many more times since then bc now its just our little thing, and i always do a cute little design on his hand too. we always go to school with new mehendi on the same day hehe. i think people are starting to realise that we're a thing.
i really didnt think i would find the love of my life in high school y'all
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brown parents are the og coquette girlies for tying those lil ribbons on our suitcases
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omgg this is so adorable, it makes me so happy that you were inspired by my experience with my boyfriend :)
truly such a cute fic, i'll treasure it forever <3
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A desi Nisimura Riki fanfic
( LIB? ) Synopsis: did you ever think that your one and only best friend would make you fall in love with him?
Pairing: Nisimura Riki × Reader
Contains: ‼️ TITLE DOESN'T RESEMBLE THE FF ‼️ , bsf to lovers, just fluff and romance.
W.C: ????
Note: A post (better a reblog) from @desi-babygirl popped up on my home feed a few days ago. It said how he did her mehendi and proposed to her later. Plus, I have been following Desiblr a lot these days 🤭 so this FF is basically all my (and all the desi girls out there) fantasies in one FF with my bais, inspired by @desi-babygirl 's last post. For the one who asked if I write For Riki, here is one for you. Enjoy!
Riddhi speaks: BOOM, I AM BACK. THIS FF SPECIALLY FOR MY LOVELY @oldersiblingcurse AND ALL THE DESI GIRLS OUT THERE AND THANK YOU SM @desi-babygirl FOR THE IDEA. LOVE YOU ALL. I thought Riki specially fitted this. Forgive me if this is not that good, I am just trying to storm through my Writer's block. Real long, ik, but read through it.
Playlist: just put on your favourite Desi girl playlist
"Huh? You will not do my mehendi?", you exclaimed sitting down next to one of your sisters' friend and the mehendi artist, on the beautifully decorated settee. "Sorry but the mehendi artist gotta leave because of her sudden emergency at her house. Can't you do it yourself? I am busy too.", your sister's friend told you.
"I hate this.", you said kicking your feet on the tiled floor. Well, what's the worse thing that can happen to you on your own sister's wedding?
"Need help, babygirl?"
The familiar voice made you look up and smile at the boy. It was none other than your own best friend, Riki!
You patted the place beside you, gesturing him to sit beside you.
"Where's the mehendi artist?", he said looking around, before flopping down next to you. "She went home...", you smiled looking at your own hands which could have been filled with beautiful design of the colour brown by now. "Then what about you?", he asked, his eyebrows furred together, filled with worries and looking straight into yours. "Yeah, I know. It's okay if I don't wear mehendi on my sister's wedding.", the sad smile reappearing on your face as you slowly rub your empty hands together.
In the blink of an eye, your hand was pulled and put on his lap, laying it flat on his thigh. "Ri-", you couldn't complete your sentence. "Look, I am not good at mehendi but I will still try my best. I just don't want you to be this upset on such a nice occasion.", he interrupted, your heart melted.
You chuckled as you saw his hands shake as he tried to copy the design on this phone's Pinterest. After a decade of minutes of him struggling with your mehendi it still came out real nice.
"Ah, done!", he sighned before cracking his neck and smiling at you. The small on your face was pure, how it lit up your eyes staring right at his heart eyes, how you dimples on both sides popped up.
"Aw, thank you, Riki!", you exclaimed in a tone filled with pure joy. "Nah, if you are happy, I am happy too.", he said, leaning back on the settee's arm.
"Hey Riki, can you bring me a glass of water?", the quenching thrist in your dry throat getting harder to hold back anymore. "Ofc!", He said as he ran to the other end of the room, then, filling the water in a paper cup. After he came back to you with the cup of water, you both realise you can't drink it because mehendi in your hand is still not dry yet. "Oh wait, lemme just...", he said while carefully bringing the cup near to your mouth; you blushed, but drank the water silently. He sat beside you after disposing the cup.
After a few minutes he noticed you were admiring his work on your hands but your hair was blocking your view which you were desperately trying to remove by shaking your head, unfortunately failing. He scooted nearer to your body moved your hair out of your face from both the sides, you deeply blushed. You never thought you would be able to spend such a day with your best friend.
After that, you both sat together and gossiped about your toxic aunts before getting called by your mother to see the rituals.
A FEW DAYS LATERRR...
His hand ruffled through your hair as he asked, "do you wanna go and buy a Jhumka?"
Your face lit up with happiness as you nodded furiously.
"this or this?" You asked showing him two beautiful silver jhumkas. "The left one?", he asked thinking hard with on hand on his chin and head tilted. "okay!", you did a small little dance behind him as he paid for your jhumka. You two happily went home with hands intertwined.
THE NEXT DAY...
"How do you propose to a girl?", Riki asked. The question came as a shock to you.
You both are now inside his car infront of a lake.
"well, just be straightforward, maybe?", you sad, trying to cover up the sadness in your voice, "whoever it is....is lucky.", you closed your eyes and leaned back in your seat.
Tapping footsteps, opening of the car door and then you got pulled by Riki outside. "Wait- ?", you tried to speak but he hushed you. You two were now a few steps away from the lake, facing each other with both of you staring into eachother's soul.
You silently watched, confused, while he pulled out both of the hands from the back, one having a bouquet of roses in it. "I love you", he said, pushing the rose bouquet towards you.
And that's when you realised how deeply in love you were with your own best friend. Both of you two's cheeks flushed and an unbreakable silence. You didn't know how to respond. It was Riki who first broke the silence. A loud laughter which made you laugh too. "Oh no, this is so awkward!", he said while wiping a tear away from his eye. "True. But...", you said, "I love you too."
He was shocked. YOU loved him back? The girl of his dreams likes him back? he was truly shocked.
He quickly picked you up from the ground, earning a grasp from you, as you wrap your legs around his waist and join both of you two's foreheads.
"I love you to the Saturn and back"
"I love you so much that I can bring Saturn's ring and put in on your ring finger"
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GUYS HE ASKED ME TO BE HIS GIRLFRIEND ITS OFFICIALLL
i think i'm actually living the dream you guys HE DID MY MEHENDI FOR ME
he gets bonus points for tying my hair out of my face because the mehendi wasn't dry yet
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of course this shit happens when i cant afford a therapist.
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its just been downhill from there (save me)
11th grade was when it all went wrong
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me: "i'm taking you to this restaurant i love it so much"
him: "what."
him: "you?"
him: "taking ME?"
him: "i think it's the other way around darling"
#HE CALLED ME DARLING?!!?!?!#i've never been called darling#and the way we aren't even dating yet.#desi#love#desi teen#cute#desiblr
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i hate having crushes they make me fucikng insane
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im convinced it's because i drew his initial in my mehendi
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the desi urge to write dramatic shayaris for your beloved whenever you have a fight with them, eat gulab jamun directly from the tin, fall asleep on the floor while trying to read sanskrit and wake up with smudged kajal in the middle of the night, trace your lineage and desire to see the faces of your ancestors, roam around your garden barefoot with sawar loon playing in the background, convince your dad to make rasmalai or kalakand whenever he has a day off, wear silver rings all the time cause you don't trust yourself with gold ones, ask your mother to apply mehendi whenever you see a cone somewhere, dye your hair a crazy colour just to piss off your conservative relatives and make maggi the minute the first drop of rain hits the ground
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worse when they got that morning pooja blasting at 7am on the tv speakers
whats up w these desi households being such a nuisance in the morning like ok yall are morning persons got it but bro I slept at 4 am LET MY SLEEP DEPRIVED ASS SLEEP IN PEACE FOR ONCE
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when ur tryna take things slow but he just KEEPS MAKING YOU FOLDDD
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umm i love all of you lovely people who speak hindi but i'm a south indian girly and i have to google translate everything you guys say HAHAHA
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