Is Buying Property in Faridabad Worth It?
Faridabad is a great investment option in India. There is a high demand for both residential and commercial space in this city because it is close to the Delhi NCR and serves as a hub for both traditional and digital companies. As an investor, you can look at some of the properties that are available like Emerald Heights or the Anushree Apartments. These developments are in excellent locations and provide residents with affordable housing. If you are looking for good investment opportunities, then we suggest that you should come to Faridabad and you will find innumerable options like the Emerald Heights and Anushree Apartments available for you. We'll outline some of the benefits of investment in properties in Faridabad for you in this section.
Affordable Rates
If you wish to purchase property, you will discover that in Faridabad, prices are far lower than those of a major metropolis like Delhi. Those with limited resources will be helped by this to purchase an apartment or residential plots here after taking out some loans.
Lots of Offices and Factories
As lots of offices and factories have relocated to Faridabad you will find people from Delhi and the suburbs flocking to Faridabad to work in them. For the majority of them, having a nearby location to stay with their family would allow them to avoid paying for transportation. This presents you with a fantastic opportunity to buy an apartment and rent it out or lease it so that people may live there or use it as offices for their businesses.
Location
One of the many factors that make Faridabad is such a great city to invest in the real estate sector is its closeness to the Delhi NCR. From here, travelling to Delhi is simple via plane, train, and an extensive road system. All of these have ensured that prices of property in Faridabad will continue to rise as more and more individuals utilize it as a base to commute to either Delhi or Faridabad for employment.
Reputed educational institutions like Delhi Public School, Aravali International School, and Modern Vidya Niketan School are already functional. Hospitals, shopping centres, malls and movie theatres are nearby. Metro stations are conveniently located, keeping the city well connected to places like Gurgaon, Delhi, and Noida.
Faridabad is growing in popularity as a destination for end users, investors, businesses, and corporations due to the above-mentioned factors. With the announcement of multiple connectivities to other NCR destinations, it will definitely give a boom to the Faridabad market. Direct connectivity to Jewar Airport is available from Bye pass road via KMP highway near Ballabhgarh. Near Ballabhgarh you can also invest in residential plots in WTC Plots Faridabad where you can get 20-24% appreciation on your investment in just 2 years.
Widening of the neharpar road till DND flyway and also direct connectivity to Yamuna Expressway & EPR Expressway via manjhawali. Also, the direct metro from Faridabad to Gurugram has been approved. The only thing to keep in mind is to buy a good developer's property where construction quality is at par.
In addition to this, there are a number of other elements that make Faridabad a desirable location for investors. These elements include a steady real estate market, solid public safety, top-class amenities, positive cash flow on new apartments, and many others. For more details and guidance on investment opportunities within your budget please contact us at +91-9873397321, 7835808030 and 9899080102.
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This is just me having a go at (slightly) redesigning the Dreamtale twins.
These outfits aren't canon. I just wanted to see if I could tweak them a bit based on my interpretation of the two brothers.
Separate pics and thoughts below the cut.
Lots of really minor changes for Dream.
His Cape is a bit more of a standard piece of cloth. The sun emblem is still on the back, but I've removed those long ribbon things, as they seem exactly like the kind of thing that can get grabbed or caught while in battle. Dream relies on his agility - he needs to be able to duck and dive freely.
His clasp is now a simple gold star to match his circlet, and I've taken the 'DS' off his belt, since he isn't technically a 'Sans', so it never felt right to me.
His boots have added cuffs and soles to match the colour scheme on his Cape. The soles are flat again to give him more manoeuvrability on the battlefield.
His bodysuit is now dark brown instead of black. This is partially so that his whole colour scheme is inspired by sunflowers, and partially because the black feels a little too harsh to me. Brown is more warm and down-to-earth, while black tends to be associated with darkness and emptiness.
Nightmare's outfit is the biggest change of the two. I just don't see someone as commanding and theatrical as him wearing a hoodie and slippers!
Instead, I've given him a suit, a turtleneck and some dress shoes. I originally tried to give him a shirt, waistcoat and tie, but it felt a little too "mafia", so I toned it back with the sweater. I was going for more of a "business casual" vibe for him.
Also, Nightmare gets a more modern outfit, because he's been out in the Multiverse for 500+ years, so he's adapted to the trends. Dream, on the other hand, is relatively much newer to the Multiverse, so he's more comfortable sticking closer to what he remembers from his time.
References used for the poses.
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Maribel wanted to reject Litzy, she really wanted to. She never asked to have another sibling. As if it wasn't enough to suddenly have to share the room with another girl her age. But Litzy was just so cute! She couldn't help but like that little bundle...
Josue was so annoyed that he was - together with Mr. King, but you couldn't really count him - the only boy in the house. But the house itself was pretty cool, with the pool and everything!
Raneka couldn't wait to get out of the house. So to spend less time out of it, she got herself an after-school-job.
David loved his little Litzy. He could have like three more of her running around the house. But Gabriela said no more kids. Even Litzy had been unplanned. But David was so grateful to have her. It was like having little Raneka all over again...
Around Midday Mr. Splitter and Mrs. DeShong came to visit. David didn't know why they came over, but he was always happy to have a full house. He only felt a little attacked when Maribel and Josue started talking about the newest additions of the family and lets say, they didn't choose the nicest words for his part of the patch work family.
Genesis: Mari, I know you're not feeling so great about this situation, but please, give David and Raneka a chance. They're not that bad.
Maribel: I know Tia. It's just... Papa had only been dead for such a short time when Mama came home with this guy... And the pregnancy and moving and Raneka - urg - she's just driving me nuts!
Genesis: What's wrong with her?
Maribel: She... she knows a secret about me... and I'm afraid she'll tell Mama.
Genesis: What can be so bad, Amor? Why don't you tell it your Mama yourself?
Maribel: That's not so easy Tia! I - I'm really afraid... Can - can I tell you? You won't tell anybody, will you?
Genesis: Of course I won't!
Maribel: Tia - I - I'm in love with a girl.
Genesis had almost started laughing at her nieces confession. She knew that Maribel's father had been really traditional and would have rejected a relationship like that, but Gabriela was a doctor, she knew that nobody could choose who to love and she wouldn't react badly on hearing about Maribel's first crush (what more could it be at that age?).
Genesis herself tried to get some adventure in her life too, but Dr. Splitter didn't seem interested... Too bad, being with a Mad Scientist would no doubt be exciting.
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Hi!!!
Could you write jealous!eddie x reader…🫣
I’m down so bad for this man istg
ty for requesting :D i too am down bad for this man — grump!eddie can't believe other people get to look at you (jealous!eddie, established relationship, 1.7k)
bug's one year celebration ♡
Eddie thought the comic book section of Family Video was the coolest thing in the world until he met you. And it’s weird ‘cause now you’re all he can think about. He’s holding a collector’s item in his hands, but all he can see is you — and how close you’re standing to Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington.
The boy lays two VHS tapes on the counter before you, each packaged in a thick plastic case. My Neighbor Totoro and The Land Before Time. He waits for you to make an impossible choice while you idle just ahead of him, elbows propped on the countertop with your head in your hands. Your wide-eyed gaze darts between the two options.
Your head shakes between your palms. “I can’t decide,” you conclude, rising to full height with a final huff. “It’s like choosing your favorite child.”
“Well, good thing you don’t have to,” Steve quips with a lopsided smirk. His nose scrunches, and it makes his honey eyes sparkle. “‘Cause you’re getting both. On the house.”
“You don’t have to do that,” you tell him, brows pinched in a quiet sort of protest.
He drops the tapes into a plastic bag, then shrugs like his hand slipped. “Too late.”
“Won’t your boss get mad?”
“What Keith doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”
“I don’t want you getting in trouble because of me,” you agonize, face twisted with every bit of it.
Steve meets your worry with a wider, pink grin. He bounces a shoulder and jostles the nametag pinned haphazardly to his emerald vest. “I’ll be fine, alright? I’m strong— I can take one of Keith’s stupid lectures.”
Your hesitant fingers brush his golden ones when you take the bag from him. “You’re so brave, Steve Harrington,” you lilt with a teasing glint in your eye, tilting your cheek to your shoulder to feign sincerity.
“The bravest, actually,” the boy jokes in return.
Eddie watches all this play out from where he lingers at the comic book stand. A whole rack of his favorite superheroes, and he isn’t paying an ounce of attention to a single one.
He was only halfway listening at first, still mostly focused on the cartoon in his hands — if only to pretend he wasn’t completely eavesdropping on your conversation. But now he’s outright staring the two of you down, with an unabashed glare pointed at the asshole flirting with his girl.
“God, he’s disgusting,” Eddie grumbles under his breath when Steve says something that makes you laugh.
He’s not talking totally to himself. Not entirely, anyway. Dustin’s crouched just beside him in search of one of the newer comics that he swears Keith is hiding from him. “He’s just being nice,” the curly-haired boy reasons with a shrug, obviously distracted as he flips through a stack of flimsy magazines.
Eddie scoffs and finally turns away from you to look at the boy below him. He blinks for the first time in several minutes as he shoots the kid a deadpan stare. “Oh, so it’s not because he thinks my girlfriend’s hot?”
“He’s definitely doing it because she’s hot,” Dustin answers without thinking twice.
“Watch it, Henderson.”
“You asked!” he argues, tilting his chin to look up at Eddie with a wide, ocean-eyed stare. “I’m just saying. Steve’s a good guy. He wouldn’t do that to you— Now, can you please help me find this stupid comic book before I lose my mind?”
Eddie huffs. He decides it might be healthier to distract himself with this metaphorical treasure hunt than stare daggers at you and Steve from across the room. “Which one are you looking for again?”
“Metamorpho— The original. Not the stupid reprint that just came out.”
The older boy stills. He closes the comic book between his palms with one pale hand until the cover of it flips down. Metamorpho, the vibrant cover reads, The Element Man. He’d been too busy looking at you, he hadn’t realized he’d been hiding the thing from Dustin for five whole minutes.
“Is this it?” Eddie murmurs, shoving the thing in the boy’s face.
Dustin’s head shoots up. He snatches the thing from the boy’s grip and gapes at it, with all his practiced teenage boy dramatics. “You had it the entire time?!” he shouts, but Eddie’s already sauntering to the front counter — where Steve’s still making you laugh.
As pretty as you are smiling (so much that it makes his chest ache), there’s a simmering anger burning orange in his chest. Making you laugh is his job. Not Harrington’s.
You seem to notice his presence before he’s even wrapped you in his arms. You flash him a beaming grin that makes his stomach whirl. He gets sick with it — with nostalgia or something equally tender.
The green of his envy starts to fade when he realizes you’re wearing his skull and cross-bones sweater, all bundled up in it like it’s yours. He feels a primal sense of ownership, knowing that you’re swaddled in something that belongs to him, knowing he has you in a way Steve doesn’t. It’s not every day the local freak gets to one-up the king.
“Ready to go?” Eddie grins, rosy and broad, as he wraps his arms around you in a loose, sideways embrace. The warmth of the proximity has your stomach doing backflips. The familiarity of his scent, musky and woody and smoky, makes your heart thud hard against your ribcage.
“Yep,” you nod, still smiling. “Steve’s letting me get the movies for free.”
Eddie’s lips smack against his teeth as his jaw drops in a feigned sense of awe. His wild curls bunch at his shoulder when his head tilts softly sideways, looking at the boy across the counter. “Aw,” he croons, high-pitched and sarcastic. “Isn’t that sweet?”
Steve rolls his eyes. “Shut up before I revoke your comic stand privileges.”
Eddie squints. “You wouldn’t dare.”
“Try me, Munson.”
Eddie, deciding to be the bigger person, chooses to abandon the petty argument. He feels like the bigger person, anyway — like he’s ten feet tall, walking out of Family Video with you under his arm. He could lose a thousand arguments and still feel like a winner as long as he gets to crawl home to you.
You can’t help but notice how weird he’s being, though. There was a foreign bite behind his words as he spat his sarcasm at Steve. The tension follows you even now, as he opens the passenger side door of his van for you.
Eddie holds onto the rusted latch with a pale, tattooed hand. You turn to face him instead of planting yourself onto the chipping pleather seat. “Are you okay?” you ask, a subtle furrow between your brows when you peer at him from beneath your lashes.
The boy scoffs a boyish laugh, obviously overcompensating. “Yeah, I’m fine— what are you talking about?”
Your eyes narrow. “You’re being weird.”
“I think you’re being weird, doll— interrogating me outta nowhere.”
He expects you to laugh. Then he could tell you how pretty you are, and you’d be so flustered by the compliment that you’d forget this entire conversation ever happened. You don’t laugh, though. You don’t even crack a smile. You just keep staring at him.
“I’m fine,” Eddie groans, wild curls billowing when a breeze rolls by. He still tries to smile, though the bright pink expression doesn’t quite meet his eyes. He shrugs and tries to play it cool because anything less than that is so not metal. “I’m just… I’m just a little annoyed. That’s all.”
Your chest stings and your stomach starts to ache. Your mind reels as you try to understand what you could’ve done because the oh-so-sensitive you feels like it must be your fault.
“Annoyed at me?” you press in a tiny voice.
“No!” Eddie booms instantly, much louder than you. He quietens, but his face still swirls with protest. He could never be annoyed at you. As far as he’s concerned, you’ve never done anything wrong in your life. “No— are you kidding? You’re perfect.”
He takes your face in his ringed hands, cradling your cheeks until they squish softly together. A perfect thing, indeed.
“Then what happened?” you mutter through your gently jutted lips.
The boy drops his chin to his chest and sighs. He hates that you care so much about him that you actually make him talk about his feelings. He’d much rather bottle them up and save ‘em for a rainy day. But no, you love him enough to pry the hidden emotion from his cold, black heart.
“I don’t know,” he answers first in an inaudible murmur, kicking at loose pebbles on the concrete because it’s easier than meeting your eyes. “Sometimes it gets annoying when… Other people look at you, I guess…”
He peeks at you beneath his long lashes, button eyes made of chocolate. They swim with a glittering emotion. Something tender and sheepish. He’s like a puppy when he looks at you this way. You can’t help but find him utterly adorable accordingly.
He’s a little surprised when his words make you laugh. He wasn’t joking, really, but he’s relieved to hear the honeyed sound. It runs over him like drops of summer rain and absolves him of all his envy.
“Unfortunately, I don’t think I can fix that,” you reply, smiling wide between his calloused palms.
“I know,” he whines, pouting softly. “And it sucks. ‘Cause you’re too pretty for your own good.”
You lean further into his warm hand. You blink at him with pretty eyes, and in a pretty voice, you wonder, “Would it make you feel better if I said that I only care when you’re looking at me? And that everyone else is basically invisible when you’re around?”
Eddie’s heart swells so much it starts to ache. You’ve awoken something in him — something that used to be dead before you came around, or something that didn’t exist at all. It’s something golden and made of velvet. Something warm and honeyed. Something that doesn’t have a name because you don’t even know you’ve invented it.
Despite trying not to smile too wide, a beam begins to pull at the corners of his mouth. A second later, and he’s grinning with all his teeth. He gets all shy, ducking his gaze as he nods at you. “Yeah, actually— that does make me feel a little better.”
You beam up at him, all lovesick and stupid. With your cheeks still in his hands, you rise to the tips of your toes and press a smacking kiss to the flushed apple of his cheek.
Eddie figures it doesn’t get more metal than this.
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