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Reblog if you think a woman can be complete without children

Y’ALL HAVE TIME TO REBLOG THIS. IT TAKES LESS THAN FIVE SECONDS.

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the tension between y/n and feluda >>>> ufff. Chumu tomarey

Omggg babe.... tension so thick you could cut it with a knife ...

Thank you for the chumu I give chumu to you too....

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Summer of ‘66 | trailer

Pairing : Feluda (Pradosh C. Mitter) x female!reader Genre : fluffy , suggestive i guess ( there's just a lot of tension and flirting ) Warnings : illusion to past criminal activity , reader is female bodied , suggestive tone …it's pretty mild to be honest Summary : you and feluda end up going to the same place for the summer and find out that your families are extremely close . What's the worst that could happen…right ? Author's note : woahhh this was a long time coming….but it's here so dw…and this is also like me dipping my toes into this genre of writing…there isn't gonna be a detective thriller sub plot (I'm not that skilled) it might allude to some mystery solving so yeah …. Hopefully you guys like it….also this is a continuation of a short wip I put out like ages ago….

At around 9:45 a.m., I waited patiently sipping on a cup of tea. Y/n di was dangerously punctual , a trait I’d noticed in Feluda too . As for Feluda, he was doing his morning stretches in his room . It always amazed me how flexible he was. 

The bell rang at exactly 9:59 a.m. and I immediately ran to open the door . Y/n di was wearing a black cotton saree with a red and white patterned border, a small leather handbag was on her shoulders and black glasses around her intelligent eyes. She was new to our neighborhood, having moved to Calcutta from her previous job in Delhi just last year. She was 25 (a year younger than Feluda) and worked as an attorney at Fox and Mandal and gave me private lessons in history and geography on Saturdays and Sundays . 

“Goodmorning Tapesh!” , she said in a surprisingly cheery voice as she opened her shoes and stepped inside the house . “tumi amake topshe bole dakte paro jano to (You do know that you can call me Topshe) ” I replied , closing the doors. “tui porikkha e bhalo score pele ami definitely dakbo (If you score well in your exams I definitely will)” she replied with a wide smile on her face. I couldn't really discern her sudden chirpiness , maybe she got a promotion at work? 

She started her lesson by opening my history book to a chapter on the sepoy mutiny and continuing from where we left off last week . 

It was a very hot and humid day , typical of April in Calcutta . My mind kept drifting away from the sepoy mutiny to wondering where we would be going for the summer holidays . Baba usually takes us on a week-long trip during my summer holidays . 

“Goromer chuti kache asche jani kintu tao tor porikkha dewa shesh korte hobe Tapesh (I know your summer holidays are close but you have exams to finish Tapesh)” y/n di exclaimed waking me from my daydreams . “tumi ki kore..? (How did you…?)” my eyes widened as I spoke. 

“ I’m sure uni dekhte peyechen tui dining table er upor rakha travel brochures er dike takiye chillish Topshe (I’m sure she must have seen you staring at the travel brochures kept on the dining table Topshe) ” an voice I was too familiar with spoke to me in the mocking tone . 

more to come.....stay tuned this is a work of fiction belonging to phuchkagf.......

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Summer of ‘66 | trailer

Pairing : Feluda (Pradosh C. Mitter) x female!reader Genre : fluffy , suggestive i guess ( there's just a lot of tension and flirting ) Warnings : illusion to past criminal activity , reader is female bodied , suggestive tone …it's pretty mild to be honest Summary : you and feluda end up going to the same place for the summer and find out that your families are extremely close . What's the worst that could happen…right ? Author's note : woahhh this was a long time coming….but it's here so dw…and this is also like me dipping my toes into this genre of writing…there isn't gonna be a detective thriller sub plot (I'm not that skilled) it might allude to some mystery solving so yeah …. Hopefully you guys like it….also this is a continuation of a short wip I put out like ages ago….

At around 9:45 a.m., I waited patiently sipping on a cup of tea. Y/n di was dangerously punctual , a trait I’d noticed in Feluda too . As for Feluda, he was doing his morning stretches in his room . It always amazed me how flexible he was. 

The bell rang at exactly 9:59 a.m. and I immediately ran to open the door . Y/n di was wearing a black cotton saree with a red and white patterned border, a small leather handbag was on her shoulders and black glasses around her intelligent eyes. She was new to our neighborhood, having moved to Calcutta from her previous job in Delhi just last year. She was 25 (a year younger than Feluda) and worked as an attorney at Fox and Mandal and gave me private lessons in history and geography on Saturdays and Sundays . 

“Goodmorning Tapesh!” , she said in a surprisingly cheery voice as she opened her shoes and stepped inside the house . “tumi amake topshe bole dakte paro jano to (You do know that you can call me Topshe) ” I replied , closing the doors. “tui porikkha e bhalo score pele ami definitely dakbo (If you score well in your exams I definitely will)” she replied with a wide smile on her face. I couldn't really discern her sudden chirpiness , maybe she got a promotion at work? 

She started her lesson by opening my history book to a chapter on the sepoy mutiny and continuing from where we left off last week . 

It was a very hot and humid day , typical of April in Calcutta . My mind kept drifting away from the sepoy mutiny to wondering where we would be going for the summer holidays . Baba usually takes us on a week-long trip during my summer holidays . 

“Goromer chuti kache asche jani kintu tao tor porikkha dewa shesh korte hobe Tapesh (I know your summer holidays are close but you have exams to finish Tapesh)” y/n di exclaimed waking me from my daydreams . “tumi ki kore..? (How did you…?)” my eyes widened as I spoke. 

“ I’m sure uni dekhte peyechen tui dining table er upor rakha travel brochures er dike takiye chillish Topshe (I’m sure she must have seen you staring at the travel brochures kept on the dining table Topshe) ” an voice I was too familiar with spoke to me in the mocking tone . 

more to come.....stay tuned this is a work of fiction belonging to phuchkagf.......

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Star Trek: Deep Space Nine "Past Tense, Pt. 1"

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Hii everyone OMG ...long time no see ...

So I have a lot of work (uhmm...feluda fanfiction..uhm) incoming so interact with this post in any way if that is something y'all wanna read and if you do let me know so I can add you too the taglist....

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in the vampire lestat book, lestat cries 67 times, weeps 31 times, tears up 27 times and is hysterical 3 times.

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I AM SHY TOO and i don't know how to flirt ^⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠^

My friend you made me blush like crazy....sooo

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Flirt anon come back...pls....

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i wanna flirt with you too

😶.....👁👄👁......😳

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ten year old me was soo disappointed when i learned that they weren't actually married in real life...

— chemistry so good that a whole generation believed they're married.

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is it sad that the only entities that flirt with me are swiggy and zomato ?

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Satyajit Ray : Artwork

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are u going to bless us with more feluda fanfiction, please ?

OMG YES OFC....i've just been busy with college stuff ..i am working on something at the moment and its making me giggle like a 5 year old...