#p.s. Happy diwali!!
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LUNLUN'S READING CHALLENGE!
Day 11-13~
11. Do you remember the first book you read?
I think it was the three little pigs or goldilocks.
12. Share the playlist you listen to while reading.
It usually depends on what type of book I read,but mostly I listen to kpop or lofi beats.
13. What is the best weather to read?
Rainy,winter and autumn!!
🎧- Karma by Taylor Swift
📖-Nothing more to tell by Karen M.Mcmanus and A very large expanse of Sea by Tahereh Mafi
#p.s. Happy diwali!!#readingwithlunlun#bookblr#book reccs#studyblr#studyspo#study inspiration#chaotic academia
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The husbands go grocery shopping
Hubby A can't wait to feed Hubby K!!!
(And Happy Diwali to those who celebrate it!!! 🪔✨🎆)
p.s. I tried to translate it myself at first, but doubted myself, so I had a little online translation aid for BM... I'll practice on my languages via translations for now hehe.. and
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Hi JWB
How are you doing?
I have always loved the way raw sensuality and the pull between the lead characters was potrayed in the show....though to be honest I hated the hut scene and the "tumhi dekho na" cringefest...Im a fan of subtle moments and hence find the faiey light scne before Diwali to be one the most beautiful and sensual moments of the show...
Which is your favorite?
Once again sending you lots of love and gratitude for this beautiful corner of internet thay we all love..
Cheers
Hello ji!
Happy Diwali <3
Ah the fairy lights scene is brilliant.
Some of my most favorite 'sensual' moments are captured in this tag - Iss Thirst Ko Kya Naam Doon, lol.
Out of those some of my favorites are,
Best,
JWB
P.S: To be honest what truly bothered me about the hut scene was bad timing, visible body doubles and general discomfort - especially on San's face. And the 'tum hi dekho na' only bothered me because NO CONSENT. If Khushi consented - I would've loved it.
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Happy Diwali to everyone celebrating this festival of lights
May you're life sparkle just like the divine diya ✨
P.S. - got lasik done and have blood clots in my eye hence been away from screen time..
Love and light gorgeous souls ❣️
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My besan k laddoo memories are very fond, but the first attempt was not.
Making new traditions with everything we want.
First memories of besan ka laddoo was when your dadi used to send some after vacations, nothing can beat that. :)
My attempt was tasty but was not perfect…with time I’m sure it will get better.
Happy Diwali! Lots of blessings of abundance! :)
P.S. i know firsts don’t work out perfectly. :)
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To all my awesome friends ! At home and abroad! Happy Diwali ! What better way to celebrate it this year than with the creation of a monumental installation in a major international terminal! In the number one ☝️ ranked airport in the United States @houstoniah I am so touched this Diwali My sweet and dear Indian friends and collectors visited me and our studio team while we were working on site on our final touches for the 240 feet long connected tunnel between terminal D and E at IAH airport This is my houston team and my houston family ! The Jain family. Bela Jain @awwvee @senorhain @anvidjain @squidisha24 Part my JMF inhouse studio team! Team teader : @ludmila_jewelry Studio production assistant: @adrianalorussoart my producer who I love @lynnbirdwell who is not here by always there ! #janavimfolmsbee #janavimahimturafolmsbee #marineconservation #marineconservationartist #scubadiving #marinelife #conservation #oceanlife #blueplanet #houston #houstonartist #publicart #houcityart #houstoncivicart #civictatHAS #houstonairport #internationalterminal #arttunnel #aquariusarttunnel @noaasanctuaries @flowergardenbanksnms @marinesanctuaryfdn @coh_mayors_events @alberthartleyandco @janavimfolmsbee @agencyhtx This project was commissioned by @houstonmoca on behalf of IAH @bushairport @HoustonAirports for @houston through the city’s Civic Art Program and @houstonartsalliance. #houstonairportsart. P.S. don’t miss the big brain coral behind us! (at George Bush Intercontinential Airport) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkE4yJVp7JQ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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From our half done rangoli, and a discarded fevicol ki bottle, (kyuki hum ne YouTube par dekha tha, bottle ka use, lekin usmein fevicol bach gaya tha, toh colours andar ki chipak gaye 🙄) HAPPY DIWALI!
p.s: pura ho kar bhi bhej dungi 😌
Omg wowww its awesome!
(I never heard of using fevicol container for rangoli lol)
Also, HAPPY DIWALI!!
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so this fall I read @basic-banshee‘s amazing There Is a Light - I’d been saving it for the first week of online university classes because I knew I’d need something to keep me going beyond zoom lectures. It felt exactly like your hands curled around a warm cup of tea, or sitting by a window in the sunshine, like warmth and peace and hope.
It’s been a tough fall at the end of a tough year, and these past few weeks as the days get darker I’ve had to hold on to that feeling pretty tight, but today is Diwali and I’m celebrating. I hope everyone who lights their diyas tonight has a happy Diwali and manages to find joy despite the darkness :)
p.s. thank you @penpanoply for the inspiration with your amazing lettering!
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Happy Diwali! In our home, we celebrate the victory of darkness over light, of knowledge over ignorance, and of good over evil by, among other things, watching the feminist retelling of the Hindu epic Ramayana, from the POV of Sita, Rama’s long-suffering wife:
Sita Sings the Blues: https://youtu.be/1oC2ZlQVIP4
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P.S. I know the creator of this film, Nina Paley is an unapologetic TERF (or gender critical, as she likes to call herself). Let me be clear: I completely and totally reject her views on this, and have no patience for TERFs and TERFdom. But that doesn’t change the fact that this film (and there’s no gender-critical/TERF content in it), is a damn masterpiece.
It’s the feminist perspective the original Ramayana needs, and for people like me, who grew up associating the accepted classical story of this epic with Diwali, this viewpoint is a refreshing perspective that shows Sita for who she really is - an empowered and all-powerful mother goddess. Victory over ignorance and darkness, folks; maybe Nina Paley herself could do with paying attention to her own work.
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Discussing IPKKND Tracks
Dear @jalebi-weds-bluetooth,
Thank you for taking the time to respond to my ask so thoroughly.
Your reaction to receiving my ask(s) was so cute. It made me feel all warm inside. Tumblr seemed to be drunk, my theme kept weird-ing out until I changed it then I can’t see the changes on any device except my laptop. Also, I kept getting an error when replying to your cat post until I gave up. Spoiler Alert: I just wanted to let you know your babies are super adorable and should bless your blog more often.
Glad to know you love rambling, something we have in common.
I have watched IPKKND with English subtitles and so my understanding might not have picked the nuances in cultural/linguistic expression.
1. Arnav and Lavanya
Yes, the way IPKKND began and the theme the show introduced as well as the way it was narrated was gripping and sort of ‘western’. I am not a fan of the Daily Soaps with exception to IPKKND, so I never understood the differences between individual channels and the type of content they air until you explained it. So I understand now why they had to do certain things to indulge the channel and its audience. Though I’m mostly happy with how the show turned out to be in the end, it’s still tragic to imagine what could have been if their creativity hadn’t been restrained.
Yes, I can’t watch these holier than thou scenes between Lavanya, Khushi, and Nani. I love all three women, Nani isn’t the usual ‘has to be strict all the time’ grumpy person, she almost always down for a good time, sensitive to situations and is there to team up with anyone for fun, Khushi is a courageous little ray of sunshine I adore and Lavanya is sweet and realistically portrayed. Her growth is beautiful to watch. Also, these three have great chemistry together and I love watching their scenes except when they are there to moral police Lavanya and it’s supposed to be a ‘good thing’ and we are supposed to nod along to the misogyny.
Arnav and Lavanya’s relationship isn’t healthy, it’s quite bad - there’s dishonesty, some power imbalance and their expectations of another isn’t aligned. But, here’s what I think about the cheating:
I feel like Arnav did cheat on Lavanya quite a number of times, emotionally and Diwali time included. Arnav and Lavanya were committed enough to be in a live in relationship and they both had feelings for another (Lavanya more than Arnav and I’m not saying they had the same intensity as between Arnav and Khushi.) At no point during that time was it okay for him to be attracted and have feelings for Khushi or lead on Lavanya because he didn’t want to deal with them. Frankly, it was disrespectful and cruel.
Arnav recognized the attraction and did everything he could to deny the said attraction and feelings. He hated the loss of control when it came to Khushi and how she made him feel. Every time Khushi asked why did it matter - he knew why it did but never wanted to admit it. It was not unknown to them what they were feeling, they might not know the depth of it, but it was attraction that much they both knew.
He wasn’t honest with himself neither does he acknowledges that he feels that way. Him gathering all those feelings weren’t something he could control, he could, however, control his honesty and how his and Lavanya’s relationship would proceed after everything.
He’s not actively pursuing Khushi behind Lavanya’s back and most of ArHi interactions are accidental but he’s also never actively putting an end to it. When doing that, he’s hurting Lavanya.
He also actually admits it himself in Episode 142 - I didn’t do the right thing with Lavanya…maybe ever. When he finally realized how unfair he was being and confessed how he actually felt to Lavanya was something he should have done a long time ago.
[I do realize they are fictional characters and things are written or done the way they were for the narrative. I am just sharing my own opinion that there was definite cheating.]
2. Kidnapping Track
I look forward to your discussion about this track. The Kidnapping track was fine, it’s the subplots I had an issue with. Like you mentioned Bubbly, that Uncle etc.
“We probably would’ve gotten more interaction between the four of them and it would’ve been a delight to see them - considering the New Year Episode & the Akash suicide track, the four of them are like fireworks together!”
Yes, this is what I meant. All four characters had chemistry which should be explored further. The New Year episode is one of my favorites.
Additionally, Akash and Payal should be developed further as their own characters, aside from the main protagonists, and have their own story independent of Arnav and Khushi’s which would have been interesting to follow. Also Khushi-Payal’s sisterhood. I mean, after the marriage, not once did Payal asked Khushi if she was doing okay with that creep being in the same house or anything normal siblings would discuss. Their entire relationship went down the drain after the hate marriage.
This isn’t the best example to provide but this is what I can think of right now, in The Office, Jim and Pam has their love story and then there’s Dwight and Angela happening around the same time. It’s interesting to follow both even when one love story isn’t affecting the other love story.
3. Khushi Attempting Suicide
I am sorry about your loss, S.
I agree with you completely - this is the one track the writers on the team should have all said a definite no to. There’s already enough misunderstanding and misconceptions about mental illness and the last thing anybody needs is a whole ass track dedicated to showing funny it was that the main protagonist wanted to kill herself. Silly girl.
Then they never show any kind of support for Khushi and she’s completely isolated after the incident. The entire track is disgusting just like the thing you told me about the other show.
Again, thank you for responding and discussing this with me. The magic of the show is evident in the fact that there’s still something to discuss nearly a decade after the show aired.
I’ll be looking forward to more of your content.
P.S Give your cats some of my love, okay?
Hugs,
Raven.
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Killer Queen: Chapter 8 - Scandal
Summary: Life is easy when things go your way. I know this from experience. I also know that that can disappear in an instant and that you have to be able to rely on your friends. Luckily my name is Arabella Ruth White and I’m the fifth marauder. But I want to show you the girl behind the mask. It takes a lot of work to be this fabulous, darling.
A/N: If I got any information about Diwali incorrect, please let me know so I can change it. I'm not Hindu and all of my research was done online and I dread to think how reliable that actually is. Also, happy late Diwali since it wasn't that long ago. That's a lie but let me have this, please.
Drunk Ruth is the funniest thing I've written in a while also more writers need to try writing drunk narrators for their stories because some wack shit comes out of that. Bonus points if alcohol is not featured in the scene at all. Double bonus points if you're writing in the third person. Extra double bonus points if the narrator almost reveals important events that haven't happened yet (could be used as a plot device). The drunkenness was definitely not inspired by the amount of Echo Falls I had last night.
Me?? Including my feminist shit in my stories?? More likely than you think. Please don't start arguing over abortion in the comments though, please. Thank you kindly. I just felt the need to yeet in my opinions about it after all the shit that happened in the USA.
Sorry for not updating for about six months. It is a bit ridiculous, I know, but oh well. Half-term ended up being a lot busier than anticipated and I had a lot of writer's block and procrastination when I finally got around to writing this. And I did my research and Diwali actually fell on Sirius's birthday in 1975. You would not believe how happy I was about that. If you caught the Brooklyn Nine-Nine reference I love you. The title for this chapter came from Queen's 1989 album, The Miracle.
Word Count: 3.2k+ (hopefully that makes up for the delay)
Inspiration: You Can’t Make Me Love You by -FromEden- on Wattpad, All The Young Dudes by MsKingBean89 on AO3, The Boy Who Killed God by @sirius-black-killed-god
Warning(s): talk of pregnancy and abortion, underage drinking (although it’s in the UK so it’s fine lmao), swearing
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Never before had Diwali fell on and around Sirius's birthday. James had joked about it many a time in the past but the look on his face when he discovered the date of the next new moon in Astronomy was one of surprise and amusement. This meant Sirius's usual birthday celebrations - a.k.a. a ridiculous party - would have to be slightly altered. Not that the birthday boy minded an awful lot. He was rather fond of the traditions involved and his face lit up like the diyas themselves. The day before had been spent creating Rangoli patterns on the floor of their room, Kingsley thankfully not minding as it was part of James's culture. Also, as it had been a Hogsmede weekend, we spent the majority of the day following James around so he could buy new things for the Hindu new year. And also to get Sirius's birthday presents when he was too distracted by the games in Zonko's.
James's parents had sent a huge box fall of diyas, all varying in colour and size, that had required four owls to carry. Along with it was a lovely heartfelt letter to all of us, reminding to stay safe and revise and all that, but to also have fun with whatever we were getting up to. James definitely teared up at one point but he remained in denial. Silly billy.
Now, after knowing James for a good four years, my knowledge of Hinduism was rather extensive, if I do say so myself. So according to James, Diwali lasts for five days with different festivities on each day. This year, it had started on Halloween so as soon as we returned from our epic prank, we quickly set up with the help of a spell or two and then let James do his thing. The same pattern repeated until now, which was the fourth day of the celebrations and James's favourite day, in his not-so-humble opinion.
Last night had been spent by setting off as many fireworks as we could possibly do, using the fact that it was Diwali to our advantage. They couldn't exactly tell us off for celebrating a festival, right?
Today was the first day of the Hindu New Year so, of course, we had stayed up last night to welcome it properly. This meant we were all a little tired, especially since we woke up a little earlier too.
The night to come appeared to be rather busy so, while Peter went to get some breakfast for us all, we set up the new diyas, cleared the ones that had burned out last night and fixed the slightly smudged rangoli patterns. Once James had declared everything good enough for tonight - which, as you can imagine, took quite some time - we headed down for our first lesson of the day.
Fucking Herbology.
Sirius did, on many occasions throughout that lesson claim that since it was his birthday, he legally didn't have to be there because he was "Sirius McFucking Black and no man can tell me what to do from this day forward".
Unfortunately for him, Professor Sprout was no man and in fact a very angry woman who "will still give you detention Mr Black if you continue with that language in my classroom".
Suddenly, a petite, barn owl flew in the classroom with a letter in its beak. This could only mean one thing: an escape route. I rapidly tapped on the arms of the boys, not once taking my eyes off of the owl, "Teacher owl, teacher owl, teacher owl, teacher owl."
They all snapped their heads up to look at said owl, who was now perched on Sprout's desk. The teacher took the note - the owl took its leave - and she read it carefully, squinting. A look of both gratitude and distaste made its way onto her face. Definitely for one of us, then. The boys seemed to think the same as I was met with excitement and intrigued looks when I turned to them.
"White!" Sprout's voice boomed throughout the greenhouse, holding up the letter. Groans of disappointment rippled throughout the class and people started going back to their work. She handed me the letter and I opened it without haste.
Dear Miss White,
Please go to my office right away. This is a matter of urgency. You are not in trouble but this does, however, concern your family.
Sincerely,
Professor Dumbledore.
P.S. I have been rather fond of chocolate frogs lately.
Now, unsurprisingly, I had received enough of these notes in the past to know that the whole chocolate frog thing was just a hint for the password. Not very subtle but oh well. The matter at hand was obviously what the fuck this was about. I wasn't in trouble for starters which was, quite frankly, weird. A million possibilities ran through my mind as to what this could be about. It involved my family and was serious. Did someone die? Merlin forbid it but at the current state of the wizarding world, I couldn't help but consider it. It was certainly a possibility, as much as I wished it wasn't.
"What does it say then?" James asked in an extremely disheartened tone.
"I need to go and see ye olde Dumbledore. Doesn't say why," I started packing up my stuff to leave.
"Someone's in trouble!" Sirius said in a sing-song voice that made me want to punch him in the face.
"No, it clearly says I'm not in trouble, you dickhead!" I yelled as I smugly strolled out of the greenhouse.
"Bitch!"
"Twat!"
"Prick!"
"Wanker!" I ran out as quickly as I could after that, leaving Sirius to get into trouble with Sprout. That was my birthday present for him. I practically sprinted to Dumbledore's office, every cell in my body bursting with curiosity. Once I arrived, I pretty much fell into his office from pure exhaustion. Exercise and I were not on good terms. I picked myself up from my mostly ungraceful entrance to see two people already sitting opposite the headteacher.
"Ah, Arabella, glad to see you received my note. Take a seat," Dumbledore greeted me and gestured to the chair closest to me. I cautiously took it and only then did I get to finally see who I had the pleasure of having this meeting with. None other than the Head Girl and Boy. Or otherwise known as my cousin and her boyfriend. Melanie and Filip. The golden students of Hogwarts. Everybody idolised them and for good reason. Seemingly perfect, they were the Athena and Apollo of our school. Smart but not bookworms. Kind but not pushovers. Beautiful but not vain. So it was no surprise to anyone when the titles they held were bestowed upon them. I, for one, did not believe in soulmates but Melanie and Filip came pretty damn close. Melanie was the daughter of my mother's twin sister. Two years older than me although I think I had corrupted her more than she had me. The type of cousin that you only saw once in a blue moon but when you did, all hell broke loose and you had the time of your lives. I knew very little of Filip but his reputation of being an all-around nice guy preceded him for miles. Their presence was some form of comfort to me because I couldn't possibly be in trouble if they were here too.
"May I ask what this is about?" I looked around the room for it had fallen silent. Melanie uncharacteristically refused to look at anything other than her lap. Filip was gazing off into the distance as if he was a model. Dumbledore was just being Dumbledore so no changes there, not that I expected any.
"Melanie, would you like to explain?" the headmaster asked to which the girl in question frantically shook her head.
"I can't," her voice, no louder than a whisper, broke halfway through. My heart instantly dropped, this couldn't possibly be good. She was usually so strong, so independent. I didn't recall ever seeing her cry so this must be a big deal. Filip grasped her hand and squeezed it tightly.
"Filip?" Dumbledore tried a different strategy.
Clearly struggling with his words, he ended up just murmuring, "Melanie's pregnant."
And so it seemed that even the finest china you had ever seen could be chipped. Misfortune would always be lurking somewhere in the shadows, ready to strike at any given moment. Nobody was ever safe from it, not even the few angels who walked among us. Out of all of my friends, Melanie would be one of the last I would suspect of being pregnant. This list of friends included my male friends so that was saying something.
But at the same time, who was I to judge her? It wasn't as if I was a virgin either. That ship sailed a long time ago. She was allowed to do whatever (and whoever, if you know what I mean) she wanted. Providing she wanted this to happen. Not the baby but the cause of it. Some people can be absolute twats sometimes but if the father was indeed Filip, surely that wasn't the case.
Regardless of how it occurred, they now had to work out what they were going to do about it. Would they be expelled? Arrested? They were both 17 and therefore adults in the wizarding world. They would be fine, right?
"Ari?" Melanie spoke up, audibly calmer than before and much more like the Melanie I knew and loved, "Say something please."
Only then did I realise that my rather extensive thought track meant that I had not yet said anything. "Sorry, I just- what are you planning to do about it?" That was my top priority for I needed to know how to support her. I couldn't care less about her decision but I did care about her.
"Wait, you're not mad?" relief visibly flooded every cell in her body like a waterfall. I hated that she had been expecting anger and disgust when I would never be like that towards her, even if I wanted to.
"Darling, of course, I'm not mad! These things happen, OK? I just need to know what you want to do about it."
She bit her lip and exchanged a quick glance with Filip, who had been gradually relaxing since I had first spoken, "We're not sure just yet if I'm honest. I was wondering what you had to say on the matter?"
"I will support you no matter what," I answered truthfully, "You want to have the baby? You have the baby! I will be that aunt who corrupts it as much as possible and you know it. But if you're not ready then just abort it! No one will hate you if you do, it's just a fetus the size of a grain of rice for crying out loud! It's entirely up to you, my dear."
"Well said," Melanie smiled slightly. Dumbledore cleared his throat and we all turned to him.
"Just as Arabella kindly put it, you do indeed have the choice. The baby won't be due until August and, seeing as you will no longer be at Hogwarts by then and will both be 18, you hold the right to keep it."
A long, rather awkward silence ensued, which was understandable given the situation. Melanie's glazed eyes told me she was deep in thought but a small, impatient part of me just wanted to break her from her trance, shake her up and down and yell at her to make a decision. I told myself to shut the fuck up because this was a huge decision to make and could potentially affect the rest of her life. Regardless of her choice, this would become something that would certainly loom over everything for a while at least. Besides, it was easy for me to tell her to hurry up because I wasn't going to be the one to raise the damn child. Or children. Twins were common in our family. Luke and Rhea for example. And my mum and Melanie's mum too.
"I'm going to keep it," Melanie whispered. I almost missed it due to the voices inside my head. I still didn't believe it.
"Really?" I asked, sounding a lot more incredulous than I intended.
"Yeah, I, sorry, we," she squeezed Filip's hand back, "We always knew we would have kids after Hogwarts, so why not get a head start?"
I had to admit she made a valid point and, if the look on Filip's face was anything to go by, this baby would grow up having two loving parents. Though, I couldn't ignore my instincts screaming at me to stop her, to tell her that this was a bad idea, to tell her that this wasn't going to go according to plan because nothing ever does. Even while I watched Dumbledore promise to hide the pregnancy. Even while I watched their faces of glee at the realisation that they were going to be parents. Even while I said my goodbyes and left the office. Even then I stayed silent. Because who was I to try and control my cousin's body?
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The second lessons ended for the day, Minnie collected James so she could take him to the Mandir in Edinburgh, as worship and seeing family was an important part of Diwali. He wouldn't be back until after dinner so we spent the time 'studying' to get Remus off of our backs and then set up for the party later on. Without Sirius looking of course. Although I must say getting him to bugger off for a while was easier than expected and may or may not have involved an extreme game of fetch. Let's just say that Snivellus wasn't all that pleased to find me lobbing his beloved textbook down the stairs.
All of the stairs.
Personally, I found it hilarious but Lily had a slight difference of opinion. Even when I tried to defend myself and call it my other birthday present to Sirius.
Regardless, it got one of my crackhead friends out of my hair for a while. We managed to hang banners from the ceiling, enchant a disco ball to whizz around like a not-as-dangerous bludger and cast a spell that meant glitter would just hover in the air to give the common room a glitzy feel to it.
Perfect for Sirius's sixteenth birthday. Although that concept alone was a little hard to comprehend. The fact that he had the mental age of a six-year-old was seriously convincing me that his birth certificate was wrong. That would explain a lot except he was still a fucking tall bastard. Although seen as I was only five feet one, everyone was tall compared to me. Apart from Alice, the fucking midget. She may or may not be only half an inch shorter than me but that half an inch made all the difference ('That half an inch made all the difference': title of Marlene's sex tape).
Moving on, the party itself started at around 9 so as to give everyone enough time to get ready. In that time, I managed to throw on a silver glittery jumpsuit with flowy legs and matching heels, do my hair and makeup and put on my accessories; all of which take longer than you first expect. An animated look was painted onto Sirius's face when we gave him permission to open his eyes and see what we had definitely put effort into creating for him. 'Permission' seems like a strong word until you learn that we had to hex his eyes shut to prevent premature peeking. We know him too well.
We had David Bowie records blasting from my poor record player all night, and while I tried to sneak in a couple of Queen ones every now and then, James just reprimanded me, saying that "it should be up to the birthday boy" and that "I would get my turn in a few weeks anyway". To which I did what I do best and sulked next to the drinks table by myself, thinking of ways to piss James off that I would almost certainly forget by the time I was sober. I was coming up with ways to fuck up the wanker's beloved broom while having a few gulps of what I believed was firewhiskey, when Remus approached me, tension oozing from every part of him. He grabbed the rest of my drink, downed it all in one go without a trace of a grimace, before turning to me and huffing deeply.
"What's up, buttercup?" Okay, so I might not have been entirely sober enough to deal with can-and-will-kill-you-if-you-do-so-much-as-breathe Remus but I'd be damned if I didn't give it a good go. Besides he wouldn't dare murder me. He loves me but he's bloody terrified at the same time, the same goes for pretty much everyone now I think about it.
Okay back to the issue at hand. Remus just gave me one of those looks that pierces your soul so sharply that you have to look down to make sure you haven't just been stabbed. Once I got past that armour of I-know-your-entire-life-story-and-I-would-sell-it-for-half-a-pizza-and-a-milkshake, I found a look of such hopelessness that I found myself unwillingly sobering up slightly, "Darling, what's going on?" I leaned in, knowing full well that he was going to be as quiet as possible with his reply. God, I know too much about these crackheads.
Of course, I was right with this assumption as he mumbled, "I got into a fight with Idania," he looked at me with a sorrow that I wasn't used to seeing in any of my friends, let alone at a party.
But I could only see red because I don't care you the fuck you are if you hurt any of my friends then you better fucking pray for your life. Jaw visibly clenched, voice dangerously quiet, "Where is she?" My temper was inches away from bubbling over when he didn't respond, "Where the fuck is she, Remus?"
I made to move, tunnel vision without even knowing what happened, but he grabbed my arm first, an iron grip from years of stopping me from launching punches at certain people, "No, Ruth. I wouldn't let you even if I knew where she was." He stared at me in a way that was scarily reminiscent of McGonagall and I knew I couldn't just leave him like that.
"What happened then?" I was trying my hardest to calm down and decided that my best shot was to drink some more.
"She saw some of my scars and asked where I got them from and I wouldn't say and it just escalated from there. What was I supposed to say? There's nothing you can say in that situation that won't worry her," he sighed and gulped another drink down.
I furrowed my brows, concentrating on thinking of a solution, though nothing came to mind. He had a point after all, what do you say when that happens? It all comes down to violence in one way or another and you can never not stress someone out with a cause of pain. "She'll come round if she's worth keeping."
A tiny flicker of hope danced in his eyes, minuscule but still there, "I hope to Merlin you're right."
"Honey, same," I pushed a cup of something into his hand and grabbed one for myself," But for now, we can get pissed off our asses and worry about this tomorrow. Sound good?"
"Oh fuck yes."
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Arnav, Khushi - Jalte Diye
Sunn te hai jab pyaar ho toh diye jal utt te hai,
Tann main mann main aur nayan main diye jal utt te hai,
Aaja piya aaja,
Tere hi tere hi liye...
Jalte diye,
Bitani tere saayein main saayein main,
Zindagani bitaani tere saayein main saayein main...
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P.S: Happy Belated Diwali
#ipkknd#iss pyaar ko kya naam doon#arnav#khushi#gifset#ipkknd gifset#iss podcast ko kya naam doon#jalte diye#arnav khushi vm#vm#they are SO hot#I have feelz#happy belated diwali#queue farak padta hai
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Hiii!! I just want to wish you a very,very Happy Diwali. Even you don't celebrate it, I want to you a life full of joys and happiness and hope that you continue to write beautifully like you are writing now.. I lovvvvve youuu❤️❤️❤️... P.S. Still love Metronome..
ooohhh happy diwali, may you be prosperous and happy this year :D awww thank you, yeah I’m trying to get back into the groove after my midterms, so please look forward to them... YOU REALLY OUT THERE REPPING MY BBY METRONOME THANK YOU ;-;
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My first day at tumblr
So , i was just sitting it was past 9 wondering what to do sometimes i played friends yeah the best series and kinda non boring , they just go with every mood of yours , atleast mine . Then i switched to making some late diwali wishes card but again left it in middle cause i couldnt come up with more than happy diwali and happy new year 😂😂 yeah it happens with me ... then i remembered a episode of kbc to be precise kaun banega crorepati where mr. bachan mentioned this blogging i was at first like it may be kinda boring but to be frank this tumblr thing got super interesting cause i tried so hard to sign up but couldnt succeed 😂😂😂 i tried to google but when you fail at something many times its like you cant even understand what a scholar is saying 😂😂 but at last i am here successfully signed up and sharing this absurd random thing with you!!
Love m. ♥️♥️
P.s- i know there are people like me who might have got problem signing up😂😂 kudos we do exist.
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Happy Diwali ...
P.S. That Asshole (O.S.) will be on leave from Tomorrow. His train for his hometown is on late evening , I Pray to God i dont have to see that Fuck face tomorrow morning .
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As families gather as a warm glow fills the air, 🪔 I hope that the bright light brings joy to you and your loved ones. 💗 Wishing you and your family many new beginnings this Diwali 🎆 May it be full of love, laughter and light And may you be surrounded by the warmth, comfort and serenity that Diwali brings to me. 🕉️ I hope and pray for peace, prosperity and happiness for each and every one of y'all 💗 and especially for our KDICE- our Shiva and Raavi. And to those who have lost their loved ones, 💖✨🧿 To those who are unable to celebrate, I hope this Diwali brings light to your hearts and heal the wounds that seem too unbearable in this moment. I hope you find peace and happiness, even if you think you aren't ready for it now. 🕊️🙏❣️ Stay safe and have a very happy Diwali everyone! 🪔🎆🎇🕉️💖 And a Very Happy Diwali to Kanwar and Alice 💗💗💗 💖✨🧿💎 @kanwardhillon_ @alicekaushikofficial P.S.: As KD says, "This Diwali, BE a patakha, don't burst one!" 🙏💯 For the animals and for the environment 🐕🌱 P.P.S.: Watch the Diwali segment on the EbuzzIndia YouTube channel @entertainment_tadka . . . #KDICESUPREMACY #KanwarDhillon #AliceKaushik #AliKan #AlKan #KanLice #KDIce #ShiVi #ShiViSupremacy #HappyDiwali #Diwali #FestiveVibes #SafeDiwali . . . #ShivaRaavi #ShivaPandya #RaaviShiva #RaaviShivaPandya #RaaviPandya #PandyaStore #KDIceSlayingAsShiVi #iTV #StarPlus #SphereOrigins #SphereOriginsProduction https://www.instagram.com/p/CV2N6CMqUwe/?utm_medium=tumblr
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