#Bheem is oblivious

[luxshine]

From bonding secRets...

Bheem treating his Raju as a big housecat. In color!

[drowthelynes]

gonna fight them frrr, how dare they make me so obsessed!

(ID: An ensemble sketch page of Rambheem ship from RRR: Rise Roar Revolt, with the main leads Alluri Sitarama Raju and Komuram Bheem engaged in various boypal things. They're kissing up there on the left, and right under that Ram is faceplanting betwixt Bheem's lusciously furry chest as a response to the latter fondly asking if he's had a "long day, na bangaaru?" There's also a lil doodle of Ram getting his ass Devoured by Bheem but the artist has put a huge vermillion splotch over that so don't worry tymbleeeee I'm not breaking your stupid rules haha 🙄

The right side of the page consists of two narratives: one with Bheem getting ready to swing down a vine and he's dressed in Gondi-casual aka only loincloth cuz it's blippin hot in the forest. Ram, accompanying him with bow and arrow, is trying to stare respectfully and failing - Bheem is cheerfully oblivious as he chatters about something. The other storyline is Bheem's turn to be gobsmacked heartwhacked brainwhipped... he's just going on about his business when Ram appears in front of him, with an anecdote about Malli guinea-pigging him for braiding practice, wearing the results with Flowers. Bheem is sweating and Ram is amused.

The rest of the space is used for face studies and little chibi of the two, with the tag: Ram Loves Bheem! Bheem Loves Ram! Rambheem Love... REVOLUTION!! Cuz they are freedom fighters, fanfic version notwithstanding ;)) End ID)

[ronaldofandom]

I got you!

RamBheem drabble. No warnings.

Ram gets Bheem ready for the party and teaches him how to dance :)

Bheem knew the clothes were expensive. And were supposed to be stylish, rather classy. But they felt so foreign, so alien that he couldn’t stop pulling and tugging at them.

‘Anna - why are these pants so tight? And these strings too? I don’t have to pull something with my back using these, so what’s the point of it?’

Bheem fiddled with the suspenders over his shirt, trying to loosen them.

‘Bheem - if you want to go to the party and not stick out, you have to wear these. I don’t like them too much either but after a bit you will get used to it. Just stop pulling everything now - you will ruin the creases.’

Ram slapped Bheem’s hands away from the clothes. Bheem huffed, but obliged.

As Ram helped groom Bheem’s hair and beard, the befuddled man threw a barrage of questions at him.

‘Anna - what will do at the party though? We don’t know anyone there.’

Ram didn’t bother to correct him that he would know quite a few people there, especially some officers. It’s a different thing he would rather puke than spend an afternoon in their company.

‘Why do you need to know everyone? Just stay with her; that’s why you are going, right?’

Bheem gave a solemn ‘hmm,’ which Ram couldn’t grasp the full meaning of, so he wrote it off as nervousness.

‘Don’t worry, it will be fine. She seems like a nice person. And she seems fond of you.’

This time Bheem smiled, and Ram smiled back.

Bheem couldn’t deny that she was nice. He knew it in his heart the moment he laid eyes on her. She had no reason to save Jangu the way she did, other than kindness.

And well, she was pretty. So pretty. Bheem wasn’t blind to that. But he had no idea how to speak to her or handle himself around her. And how to breach the topic of going inside the palace.

He voiced part of his concerns out loud. Ram held his shoulders fondly.

‘Oh my sweet friend - you are so oblivious to your charm. Trust me, you have nothing to worry about. Anyone with a good heart can see the goodness in yours. And anyone with well-functioning eyes won’t be able to resist this handsome face and breathtaking smile.’

Bheem blushed wildly. Pushing at Ram’s chest in protest, accusing him of lying. They jostled weakly, all in jest.

‘Ok, some important things. There maybe some mean people there who may say some mean things. Ignore them, they are pathetic insects. Also, you may not like most of the food there but some things are nice. The desserts especially - I have a feeling you will love them. I have never seen you not drool over anything with sugar in it. Stay by my side when we get to the food section, I will tell you what all to try.’

Bheem’s mood became markedly better. He held on to Ram’s arm.

‘Can’t wait to try them all. AND I am not leaving your side Anna, not for a second. You stay with me at all times, please.’

Ram smiled at him fondly, with a hint of suggestion in it.

‘Well, I can’t stay with you at all times, right? It kind of defeats the purpose of why you are going.’

‘But why? The three of us can be together too. Promise me you won’t leave.’

Ram crossed two fingers behind his back before lying to his innocent friend.

‘Ok I promise. Happy now?’

Bheem beamed at him in response.

‘Now, the most important thing. There is going to be dancing there. Not our kind of dance but a foreign dance. Do you want to learn a few steps, just in case it comes to that?’

Bheem nodded approvingly, admiring how worldly-wise his cherished friend was.

Ram led Bheem to the centre of the room, to a small space on the floor not covered with books.

It felt a bit awkward but it needed to be done. So, Ram stood toe to toe with Bheem, taking the younger man by surprise. He kept Bheem’s hand on his own waist, taking him by even more surprise.

‘What kind of a dance is this, Anna?’

Bheem looked quizzically at Ram.

‘It is strange, yes. But that’s how it is. Now, hold my other hand to the side, like this.’

Bheem did as instructed, still a bit conscious of the position.

‘Good. Now - how close you stand to your partner depends on how….umm…close you are in real life. I would recommend you stand at least this much apart, and leave the rest to her.’

Bheem nodded, suddenly conscious for a different reason now. The blush around his ears was coming back.

Ram started moving his feet and Bheem followed effortlessly. Ram looked at him with pride - the man really was a natural.

Just the next second, Bheem stepped on Ram’s toe and Ram yelled for dear life.

‘Annaaaaaa - I am so so sorry. Damnit I am so clumsy. Sorry - did I hurt you bad?’

Ram chose not to state how he was feeling - as if a bull had stomped on his foot. But he smiled bravely.

‘It’s a tiny scrape, I am fine now. It was my fault actually - both of us were trying to lead so we collided. Plus, I am a little rusty. Don’t worry, she will be a better partner because she would be a pro at this. She will take care of you.’

Bheem was sufficiently reassured.

‘So, I wasn’t too bad then? I won’t make a fool of myself? I don’t want to embarrass myself, Anna. Or embarrass you, since I am dragging you along.’

‘Shush. Stop thinking such things. She will be so happy to see you all dressed up like this that she will forget about everything else. I bet she will come straight to you when she sees you, leaving behind all the other proficient partners.’

‘Oh Anna - you flatter me too much. Why are you so sweet to me? Why do you do all this for me?’

Because you are the best and the purest thing that has happened to me in years, said Ram inwardly.

‘Because you are my brother. And that’s what brothers do for each other, my dear.’

Bheem crushed him with a hug, but it felt like the gentlest of feathery blankets wrapped around him. 

‘Ok ok. We must hurry now. We are late - the party has already started. All the food is waiting for you. And most importantly, she would be waiting for you with bated breath.’

Bheem let go of him then. Ram took one last look at his friend, applying final touches to his hair.

‘Ready?’

Bheem nodded in excitement; he was looking forward to this now.

‘Ready, Anna. With you by my side, I can do anything. I know you won’t let any harm come to me.’

Ram pretended to smile, hiding how his throat choked at Bheem’s unfiltered display of trust and love. And the two men left for the party.

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That was written in one hour - coz the scene was stuck in my mind since morning. Hope you liked it :)

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[sada-siva-sanyaasi]

bheem the kind of fool who would obliviously turn you on the entire day with innocently raunchy and sneaky touches and have the most confused look on his face when you're all hot and bothered to the point where he thinks you're sick.

[detectivejigsawpines]

The Ultimate Weapon

Plan A (hide the coffee after breakfast) had worked for a while, but even though he didn’t appear to suspect the reasons for its occasional disappearance Raju had eventually just bought a fresh pouch that he kept in his pocket, and when he couldn’t find the regular container he would use that one and resume his work with a fresh mug of coffee at hand, oblivious to the dark circles rapidly growing under his eyes.

Plan B (hide all Raju’s books) failed to even get off the ground; Bheem had nowhere to put them that wouldn’t risk damaging them, and he just wanted Raju to get some sleep for once, not destroy his property.  And even if he did find a place, something told him that “some thieves broke into your apartment and stole all your books” would cause Raju to go on the warpath for whoever the culprits were instead of relaxing him into sleeping.

After much frustrated thinking and debating with himself, Bheem finally decided that instead, he would have to go with Plan C.

****

“Anna, when was the last time you slept?”

Raju didn’t look up from the map he was studying; he didn’t even appear to hear the question until Bheem repeated it again, more loudly.

“Hmm?”  He sat up straight and glanced over his shoulder, then waved a dismissive hand.  “I’m fine, Akhtar.  This is important; sleep can wait.”

Bheem gave an exasperated sigh.  “Have you seen your eyes?  They look as though you have covered them in kaatuka.”

Raju picked up a pen and marked another spot on his map, already lured back into concentration on whatever it was he was doing.

Bheem squared his jaw, and gathered up the weapon that was Plan C.  “Then you leave me no choice.”

Raju didn’t hear that, either; it would be his undoing.

Slowly Bheem crossed the room, stepping around the piles of books, creeping up on his unsuspecting friend.

Five feet…two feet…one…

In a swift motion he swept the blanket around Raju, pinning his arms to his sides and wrapping him up, so only his head and the tops of his shoulders could be seen poking out of the top like an overflowing roti wrap.

“What-Akhtar!”

Raju squirmed, struggling like the tiger trapped in the net; Bheem just wrapped his arms around him, keeping his arms pinned, and lifted him out of his chair.  His legs kicked out in all directions, but Bheem managed to keep a firm grip on him as he carried him to his bed and gently deposited him on it.

“Just relax, bhaee.  Your brain will burn itself up if you don’t give it a chance to rest.”  Firmly he pinned his legs long enough to pull his shoes off.

“I don’t have time for this right now!  And I’m not even tired-!”  Raju interrupted himself with a yawn that actually made his jaw creak, and blinked in alarm.  “...I just need more coffee-”

“No, you need sleep.”  Maybe it was taking a liberty, but it had always worked when his mother did it: Bheem buried a hand in Raju’s hair, and began to gently stroke his fingers through it.

Raju’s squirming stopped immediately, and his eyes widened, before the lids began to lower themselves.

“I have-to find-” he protested weakly.

“And you will,” Bheem assured him, as he massaged down by his roots.  “After you get some rest.”

“You are not playing fair,” was the last coherent phrase out of Raju’s mouth before he was reduced to soft snoring.

Bheem waited until he was absolutely certain his friend was asleep before releasing him from the blanket and tucking it loosely over his legs; no sense in letting him get overheated, after all.

****

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#5

BRUH no one is choosing the arch squad this hilarious

23 notes - Posted October 27, 2022

#4

ok ok ok ok ok soooooo i cannot, i repeat, i cannot keep this inside anymore

rambheem have defeated scott and now have gone their separate ways fighting their separate battles but ofc they think about each other frequently.

what if what if now that bheem can write and read he starts letter writing. and the first letter he sends is to ram. (neither of them have realised their feelings for each other here yet). ram is overjoyed the moment he reads the letter and writes another back.

and slowly this becomes a routine of theirs (there can also be the OT3 ramxsitaxbheem 👀👀) and they start to fall in love. and because they are oblivious (yes i hc sita as a really clever and kind person who can do everything and anything except when it comes to love ) and they have some violent reactions to this.

so far i only have this but feel?free to add on!

just gonna tag a few ppl: @lil-stark @cobbledstone @raindrops-on--roses @rambheem-is-real @thewinchestergirl1208

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#3

we thought vegaspete would be the couple with communication issues and a whole lot of sex but oh what a surprise

29 notes - Posted July 3, 2022

#2

JennySita Fic

I went a bit crazy today and I guess, here you go, the word vomit.

"Love is the aiiiiiiirr," Sita sang as she smirked at Bheem from her study table.

"Oh my god," Bheem groaned. "I already told you, I don't like him that much."

"Sure, Bheem," Sita said, still smirking.

Bheem groaned. It was a mistake to tell his best friend about his crush on the hot senior.

"Fuck you, Sita," Bheem said as he lifted himself off from the bed and walked out of her room.

Sita sighed in relief. If her best friend started moping, he didn't stop. It had happened with his ex-partners and it was probably going to happen with this guy, whose name he hadn't given.

She went back to studying. She had better things to do than look after her wreck of a best friend.

"Hey," Bheem popped his his head into the room.

"What now?" Sita asked without looking up.

"Jenny's here," Bheem said and Sita swore she could hear the smugness in his voice thatlittle-

"Tell her I'll be there in a minute," Sita said.

"'Kay," Bheem said and went back into the hall. Sita closed the door after him.

God.

She placed a hand on her heart. She groaned as she felt it racing. She wondered how Jenny looked. Did she wear that baby blue shirt with that white jean skirt? Sita was going to die if she wore that, oh god. Spot dead, no blood, brain hemorrhage. She looked so cute in that.

Focus, Sita. Focus.

She looked at herself in the mirror. She..... looked like she was at home. And, she was! No need to feel like a greasy gremlin in her own house.

Well, it was rented but...still.

Her hair was not looking too bad for someone who had run their hands through it one too many times. She smoothed it out with her comb.

After she calmed down a bit, she went outside. Jenny and Bheem were talking with glasses of Slice in their hands. For Sita's sake, Jenny was not wearing anything too cute, just a shirt and jeans.

Jenny noticed her first. "Oh, Sita!" she exclaimed with a smile.

Sita was never going to live from the starting, was she?

Jenny hugged her and Sita was immediately engulfed by the scent of lavender. She hugged Jenny back, and maybe, just maybe, she was hugging for a bit too long. Being in Jenny's arms cured her of every anxiety that was there.

"Shall we go?" Jenny asked after they let go of each other.

Were Jenny's cheeks red or was she imagining it?

It was Jenny's perplexed expression that brought Sita back. "Oh. Um, where?"

Jenny tilted her head, quirking her eyebrow. "You said you'd come with me for ice cream and fast food today, remember?" she said.

Realisation dawned on her. "Oh. Right," Sita said. "I'll be back in a minute. I'm so sorry!"

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[hissterical-nyaan]

Ram, drunk and sobbing on the table : And I keep trying to tell Bheem I'm in love with him, but he's so damn dense and he never notices when I flirt with him!

Bheem oblivious and dumb : ....When did you meet someone else named Bheem?

[classics-n-comedy]

Damn imagine Bheem being the disney princess that he is, befriending Ram's horse who takes an instant liking to him and nuzzling into him as much as possible...

....cue Ram being jealous of his own horse lmao

[fangirlshrewt97]

RRR Fics Masterpost

If AO3 would be easier, you can find my works here.

Updated on 10.05.2023

RRR Fics

1. Beginning to Feel Like Home: A cute moment of Bheem realizing how comfortable he feels in Ram’s apartment. 

2. A Promise Forged By Betrayal (Ram Version) (Bheem Version): Exploring their thoughts right after the whipping scene/escape scene. 

3. Never Known Anyone Like You:  My take on what happened between Bheem winning the dance off and the cut shot to Ram carrying him on his back.

4. Perfect Treat for a Heatwave: Short and sweet fic where Ram introduces Akthar to a new treat! 

5. Straying into My Heart: A funny one shot featuring an adorably oblivious Akthar, a cat, and a jealous Ram who is also very confused. 

6.One More...For Luck: A 5+1 fic with Bheem kissing Ram 5 times, and Ram returning the favor.

7. Jewelled Marks: A soulmate identifying marks AU with a lot of angsty Ram content. 

8. Biding My Time (Yours is Coming Soon): My take on Ram’s thoughts from the scene of Malli and Bheem’s escape to Scott’s death.

9. Late Night Indulgence: A short companion piece to one of my incorrect quotes. 

10. Criminal Cuteness: A tooth-rotting fluffy piece featuring a sleepy Ram and an indulging Bheem.

11. Stick to What You Know (Ram Version) (Bheem Version): Two separate prompt fills that were of a similar nature. 

12. Beautiful Sunrises, Cruel Ironies: Funny/fluffy fic that turns angsty. Akthar takes Ram for an early morning ride, a conversation is half had, and Ram gets angry at the universe’s cruel twist of fate. 

13. Watermelon Crush(er): A semi-crack modern AU where Malli sees a video on social media and convinces Bheem to recreate it. Ram takes vital damage to his HP.  [Part 1 of 🍉🥭 ‘verse]

14. Let’s Witness the Stars Tonight: Two late night instances where Ram and Bheem enjoy the night sky. 

15. Shells, Waterfalls, and Memories: A fluffy piece where Bheem takes Ram swimming, and they talk and remember being kids. 

16. Not Enough Words (To Say Thanks to You): Based on the prompt “I’ll bandage you”, Ram shares some words he has been withholding from Bheem, expressing both his regrets and his gratitude. 

17. Come Rest Your Weary Head: Honestly, just the boys falling asleep. Fluff to the max. These two don’t get enough sleep. Or at least Ram doesn’t. 

18. Caught You: A genderbent!Rambheem fic.

19. Lean On Me (I Know This Feeling): A hurt/comfort fic where Bheem is grieving the loss of a friend, and Ram tries to help him. 

20. A Very Reasonable Fear: When there is a small scare with Ram’s biggest fear, Bheem volunteers to help him overcome it. 

21. Imitation is the Sincerest Form of Flattery: Ram’s missing a few things. Malli decides to put on an act. The others are just there for the fallout. 

22. Bheem - The Hunter: A prompt fill fic, basically Ram sees Bheem during a hunting trip. Bheem realizes he may have a chance after all. 

23. Terribly Thought Out Help: When Malli gets in trouble at school, she asks Ram and Bheem to go meet with the teacher...It goes like you’d expect.

24. When Does The Caged Bird Sing?:  Essentially following Bheem and Malli from their escape to Malli starting to heal from her trauma.

25. Why A Rose?:  A gift from Jenny has Bheem befuddled, leaving Ram to explain it to him. And to receive a gift in return.

26. Playing with Elephants:  As they are trekking through the forest, Malli spots something that leads her and the boys on a quick detour to find something very interesting. It all turns very fluffy once they find what they are looking for.

27. Marking Me Onto You: Ram thinks Bheem got hurt. Bheem just got a new tattoo. Ram experiences a lot of Feelings. 

28. By The Light of the Diyas: Basically Ram remembering his family in the days leading up to Diwali through an old tradition

29. Messy Mango Munching: A kind of sequel to Watermelon Crush(er) where Ram gets his revenge with the help of mangoes.  [Part 2 of 🍉🥭 ‘verse]

30. Christmas Checklist Confusion: Another entry with Modern RamBheem featuring them getting their Christmas gifts in order.  [Part 3 of 🍉🥭 ‘verse]

31. Maiden Trial: A Bheem x Kala Bhairava story featuring gender expression exploration and cross-dressing. [PG-14]

32.  A Dream Come True: An adorable one-shot set in an A/B/O universe featuring RamBheem being besotted over their daughter (and each other).

33. The Burden of Atlas: A Hurt/Comfort fic with Bheem feeling too many things, and Ram letting him know he doesn’t have to do it alone 

34. Honey Gold Eyes and Tiger Cubs: Kid!Bheem meeting a tiger cub.

Dhruya (Dhruva (from Dhruva) x Daya (from Temper)) Fics

1. Nap Time, ASP garu!: A cute little prompt fill based on an image prompt from @burningsheepcrown. Dhruva tries to relax, fails, Daya to the rescue. 

2. Smoke Curling Around Us: Another fic inspired by a @burningsheepcrown doodle. 

3. About The Two of Us: A follow-up to “Smoke Curling Around Us”. The morning after, they have an important conversation. 

4. A Rosy Surprise: A follow-up to “About the Two of Us”, Dhruva receives an unexpected surprise at the station that throws him for a ride!

5. Of Fears and Butterscotch: The next entry in the Dhruya Saga. Dhruva receives an unexpected package and it brings up some feelings the boys work through. 

6. I’m Right Here: Daya has a nightmare of a past event. Dhruva offers comfort.

7. Terrible Bedmate Behavior: Just a fluffy piece of some shenanigans that happen at 4 in the morning.  

8. Grumpy Cat Attitude: A rough encounter at a party has Dhruva grumpy and Daya trying to cheer him up.

9. Manali Memories: The boys take a trip and make priceless memories.

Jairava (Jai (from Jai Lava Kusa) x Bhairava (from Magadheera)) or JaiHarsha Fics

Tale As Old As Time [PG-14] - Whole Work on Ao3, Act 1(Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11), Act 2 (Part 12, ...)

TAOAT’verse One shots:

1. Drunk with Affection: Basically Drunk!Bhairava being very affectionate and Jai not being able to handle it.

JaiRava One-Shots

1. Intertwined till the End: An AU with Dark!Jai. Warning: Major character death

JaiHarsha Fics:

1. My Best Friend and My Brother

2. Afternoon Delight [PG-14]

Siddhara (Siddha (from Acharya) x Veera Raghava (from Aravinda Sametha Veera Raghava) Fics

1. Because I Knew You: An introspective character study of Siddha and Veera Raghava, where they are in their journey towards healing, and the impact they have already had on each other.

RPF Fics (Ram Charan, Jr NTR, Upasana Konidela, Lakshmi Pranathi, SS Rajamouli, etc.)

1. DILF Jakanna?: So we all know our favorite director is maybe not the most up-to-date on his internet slang right? My take on what could happen if he was faced with a particular term, and the reaction from our heroes.

2. A Family Photoshoot: Inspired by one of Tarak’s photos from Japan, a little speculative fic of what might have happened around the time of the photo.

3. A Dog’s A Heavy Burden: A cute little drabble featuring Rhyme, Upasana, Ram Charan.

4. Rest Among Thigh Skies: An RPF where the four men of the RRR crew end up falling asleep in the place.

Story Summaries (These are “summaries” or plot synopsis for long fics that I am not planning on writing, but am sharing if anyone wants to use them as inspirations for any of their fics. I just ask that you let me know if you will be using an idea!)

1. JennySita Story Summary: Rather than a full fic, this is a detailed story synopsis of a JennySita rewrite of the movie.

2. Dhruya 1940′s Film Noir Synopsis

3. Malli, Lacchu, & Jenny Synopsis

4. RamBheemJenny Canon Remix

5. Charak New Looks Mafia AU Summary

6. Tarak and Abhay Fluffy One-Shot

Feel free to send me prompts, but I am already working off a list, so I cannot make any promises of prompt fills. And please let me know your thoughts on my fics! I’d love to hear feedback, just so I know what people are enjoying and how to put more of that into the future stories!

[chaotic-moonlight]

Hello

Is the RRR and Rambheem fandom still alive ???? I have fic plans and wanna see if I should work on them or not.

If even two of yall are out there pls help me choose which to write first between these two prompts:

5 times Ram wanted to kiss Bheem and the 1 time he does so

5 times Bheem was oblivious of how much he loved Ram and 1 time that was the most clearest thing in his life

I hope yall are still here so I'm putting my taglist just in case you're interested (let me know if you want to be added or removed) @budugu @hissterical-nyaan @imperfectheartbeat-blog @azraelcruor @sad-stucky-shipper-107 @mikabilis @eremin0109 @fadedscarlets @burningsheepcrown

[sally-for-sally]

So I once uploaded Bheem hugging Ram and now it’s Ram’s turn to hug Bheem!

Ram is in romantic mood though Bheem is being Bheem. Oblivious. 😂

Trying other brush in procreate and it feels more comfortable than the pen brush I’ve used. It seems incomplete to me, though it is the best I can do for now 😇

[luxshine]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: RRR (2022) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alluri Sitarama Raju/Komaram Bheem Characters: Alluri Sitarama Raju, Komaram Bheem Additional Tags: Dragons, Dragon Hybrids, Soulmates, Shifters, Ram is a fire dragon, Bheem is oblivious, Idiots in Love, angsty, but I promise we will have a happy ending Series: Part 5 of DRRRagon!Verse Summary:

Ram and Bheem settle on a routine after Bheem discovers Ram's secret.

However, as Ram tries to convince himself that Akthar is not his mate, Bheem keeps stumbling into wooing rituals and making him fall harder and harder in love with him, even if dragons can't love humans.

Meanwhile, Bheem is determined to make sure that Ram can be himself around him, even if it means keeping his feelings secret.

[king-wilhelm]

Character A: heart eyes for days

Character B: blissfully oblivious

They are in love. This is about ram and bheem btw

[ronaldofandom]

A Love Eternal / Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna

This is a post-RRR series. I have often wondered what happens to them after the last scene - this is my take on it.

Main characters will be Ram, Bheem, Jenny, Sita and Malli. This will be angst and love and fluff (I am on a break from smut).

No warnings for Chapter 1. ~3700 words. The series will have 6-7 chapters. Happy reading :)

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Chapter 1

(Links to Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch 4, Ch 5, Ch 6, Ch 7, Ch 8, Ch 9, Ch 10, Ch 11)

The reunion had been cheerful and poignant. There was not a single dry eye when Bheem showed up with Ram as he had promised. And with weapons, like Ram had promised. Sita and Babai held Ram in a tight embrace - they thought they had lost him for good this time, with no scope of returning. They held him close, soaking in his presence, making their heart believe that this was indeed their Ram. In flesh and blood. Alive and kicking - not lifeless. Their gratitude for Bheem knew no bounds.

Bheem. Who had been mauled by Malli, his tribesmen, and his Delhi family the moment they laid eyes on him. Malli had straightaway gone and jumped into his arms, hugging him tightly. The others also enveloped him in a group hug. The last few hours had been nerve-wracking for them. They hadn’t stopped him when he set off to free Ram all by himself. They didn’t have the heart to. And they knew he wouldn’t listen anyway. But the thought of him getting captured and tortured again had eaten away at them. The tears flowed freely as they were reunited with their dear Bheem.

Jenny was watching everything from the sidelines. The two families welcoming their loved ones back. Desperately checking for injuries. The silent prayers, the lingering hugs, the shining eyes, the hopeful smiles. She was witnessing the outpouring of love and could feel the warmth from afar. Her eyes never left Bheem, though. The name still felt a bit strange on her tongue. She had known him as Akhtar - innocent, sweet, charming Akhtar. She had such fond memories of Akhtar. But all hell had broken loose the night she first met Bheem. Her world had turned upside down since then. She knew fully well though that her anguish was nothing compared to Bheem’s or Malli’s or the rest of them. Her suffering was emotional (and a lot milder), but theirs was brutally physical too. They were fighting for their right to live with respect and to preserve their way of life. Which the vile British empire was intent on destroying. She had always been critical of colonialism but since the incident with Bheem, she detested it with a vengeance. She detested everyone responsible for Bheem’s suffering. Including Ram, to an extent.

Her tribulations came to a halt when she saw Bheem walking towards her. Finally. She had patiently waited for her turn, and finally, he had looked at her. Jenny reminded herself that it was a happy occasion - she should keep her emotions in check and welcome him with a smile. Relieved beyond measure to see him come back in one piece, she walked towards him and met him halfway. They hesitated. And then, he sweetly extended his hand toward her. She shook her head - that wasn’t enough. It won’t suffice. She needed to touch him, to feel him close to her, to believe that he had come out of it alive. So she hugged him and felt his arms go around her instantly. The hug was brief, but it was comforting. They held hands afterward, and Bheem smiled at her - expressing with his eyes his immense gratitude for everything Jenny had done for them. 

Everyone noticed the hug. Everyone. Malli and Ram were the first to smile. Followed by Bheem’s Delhi family. His tribesmen looked at them quizzically - it was a strange sight for them; they had never seen their Anna like this. Sita was curious - she whispered to Ram to enquire about Jenny, and Ram told her the full story. Both of them were sweetly oblivious to everyone’s gaze, though. Jenny did feel multiple pairs of eyes on her, but quite frankly, she didn’t care at that moment. She would have her few precious moments with him; to hell with the world.

The group decided to stay put that day so that the two men could recover. Their injuries were severe, and they were in no condition to travel. They set camp close by and settled in. Jenny had carried some medical supplies with her, anticipating that those would be needed after the escape. And she was right. They were needed badly. In their adrenaline rush, the two men hadn’t realized how terribly they were hurt. Ram had fresh wounds from the two months of captivity. And Bheem’s older wounds had barely healed while he got new ones last night. As the group spread out to tend to specific tasks like planning logistics for tomorrow, keeping watch for any incoming threats, cooking, etc., Jenny took out the supplies and handed half of them to Sita, explaining a few intricacies to her. She understood immediately and went to tend to Ram. 

When Jenny looked for Bheem and couldn’t find him anywhere, she panicked. Her first thought was that someone had retaken him, and their location had been compromised. Just then, she heard that unmistakable voice and tune. Her PTSD nearly kicked in - it was the same tune that Bheem had sung on the day of the flogging. But while that was filled with defiance and pain, this was filled with sweetness and love. She followed the sound - it was coming from a bit ahead in the forest. She reached a clearing, and the sight ahead melted her heart. Malli was sitting in Bheem’s lap, hugging him tightly. He was rocking her back and forth and humming this happy tune, gently brushing her hair and kissing the top of her head. The girl was still traumatized clearly - the thought of losing her Anna another time was too much for her to bear. She wanted to soak in the comfort of his presence and proximity. His arms were the only place she had felt safe in since this ordeal had begun. The tranquility and peace on Bheem’s face was evident - having been reunited with his people and finally getting to fulfill the promise of taking Malli home. 

They both noticed her at the same time, and Malli ran to her. Jenny had been her only source of comfort in her captivity, the only one who had cared for her, the only one who had any iota of humanity. And Bheem had just told her how she helped them escape. Malli’s heart was filled with love for Jenny, and she wrapped her arms around her waist. Jenny bent down to her knees and hugged her. When they parted, Malli kissed her cheek, and Jenny kissed her back. The girl ran away happily, waving goodbye to her Anna, leaving the two of them alone. It was the first time they had been alone since she had invited him for coffee in her room. When he was still Akhtar for her…

Battling those thoughts away, Jenny sat next to where he was sitting on the fallen tree log and opened the medical kit. When he started to protest, she shut him down instantly. When he tried to do it himself, she swatted his hands away and asked him to take off his kurta. He hesitated, but she coaxed him, and he finally relented. She had steeled herself mentally for his wounds, but nothing could ever prepare her for what she actually saw. His body was a testament to the horrendous torture he had undergone. His skin was split at many places - new patches of skin appearing over older wounds. Most bruises had started to heal, but some were still inflamed. The worst affected were his wrists and ankles - the cuts & lacerations there were still deep and fresh. The scars will be inevitable and permanent. His skin will forever be a witness to what he had to endure. Even if the physical wounds heal someday, the mental trauma will stay with him forever. Images of that god-awful day flashed before her eyes - his clothes dripping with blood, his body limp & lifeless, pools of blood at his feet. She didn’t know whether he would survive the next hour. It was the worst day of her life. Ridden with shame and guilt, she found herself unable to meet his eyes. Could she have done anything? She could have tried, at least. She doubted very much that her uncle would have cared for her feelings, but he might have cared for her money - that’s the reason they insisted on keeping her with them in India. Maybe that could have swung his decision - but she just stood on that balcony like a lifeless little doll and didn’t even lift a finger for him. Forget meeting his eyes; she had fallen so far in her own eyes. This was going to haunt her forever.

Jenny hadn’t realized that her hand was frozen mid-air, and some stubborn tears had escaped her eyes, despite her best efforts. Bheem, who was observing her carefully throughout, understood the source of her anguish immediately. That’s the reason he was reluctant to show her his wounds. He hadn’t shown it to anyone in the last 2 months - tending to them himself. To avoid the exact reaction that he was witnessing on Jenny’s face. But the girl had a way of getting through to him - it was hard to say no to her. He gently wiped the tears from her face and held her hands in his - making her look into his eyes. Trying to tell her that he was better now, that it didn’t hurt as much anymore.  Trying to tell her that he would forever be indebted to her - she had helped save Malli and his Anna; that was as good, if not more, than saving his own life. Trying to tell her that her tears were hard for him to bear.

She calmed down after a bit and started to tend to his wounds. He sat patiently, letting her take care of him, for her sake more than his. She carefully applied the antiseptic to all open wounds. It was a strong gel, and she worried it would burn, but he didn’t let out a single sigh. Thankfully, the new injuries weren’t much, and she managed to nurse and bandage them soon. Once done, they smiled at each other and returned to the camp.

The rest of the day passed without much event. Ram, who was significantly more injured, had managed to regain some strength. Ram, Bheem, and Babai were currently going over the logistics for tomorrow, discussing the safest routes to get to their respective destinations. Jenny was sitting in one of the tents, observing them from a distance. As always, Bheem had been the life of that small gathering, too - breaking into giggles and joking with Ram. The two men had hugged and made up; it was as if nothing had ever happened between them. Bheem had also ensured everyone was kind to Ram and that there was no bad blood. The only one he gave some leeway to was Lachchu - he didn’t expect him to forgive Ram so easily. Lachchu continued to be wary of Ram and kept some distance from the group. But he didn’t have the heart to say no to his Anna - so he tried his best to be civil with Ram, for Bheem’s sake. 

‘I wanted to thank you.’ Jenny turned around to see Sita standing close by. She walked to her tentatively and sat down next to her.

‘Thank me? For what?’ She asked with genuine surprise. She had spent the day filled with guilt and remorse. Thanks was the last thing she had expected to hear.

‘For everything, Jenny. For the medicines. For defending Ram and Bheem at your party. For the kindness that you showed them throughout. For taking care of Malli. And, for helping my Ram escape the jaws of death.’ Her voice broke at the last bit.

‘And, for offering to travel with us to our village to mitigate the risk of us getting apprehended midway. It was smart thinking - the patrols will not stop the vehicle if they see you.’ Sita reached out and held Jenny’s hand, pressing it ever so slightly.

‘Sita, there is no need to thank me. Even if I try helping out for the next 1,000 years, it won’t compensate for what you guys have been through. Because of….well, my people.’ She hated to call them her people. She hated that she was associated with them in any way. ‘It’s the absolute least that I can do, believe me.’ Sita smiled at her. She could see why the two men and Malli were singing her praises.

‘Would you still thank me, though, if I tell you that I tried my best to stop Bheem from entering the barracks last night? I told him it was too dangerous - that he would most certainly get captured. Or killed on the spot. I tried every form of emotional and physical blackmail to reason with him. But he didn’t listen. He kept repeating that he had misunderstood his Anna and would save him at any cost - even if the cost was his own life. He said he had made a promise - to return Ram to you. I gave up; I had to.’ Jenny looked at Sita, expecting to find reproach and hurt in her eyes, but all she saw was warmth and understanding.

‘I get it, Jenny. You did that to protect Bheem. I might have done the same if I were in your place. All is fair in love and war, after all.’ She smiled at her knowingly, and Jenny looked away, unable to meet her gaze. Her eyes landed on the two men again, who were lost in their own world. Sita spoke after a few moments. 

‘You get why Ram did it, though, don’t you? Why he had to arrest Bheem and….the atrocities he had to commit? He was not this person - but time and circumstances have hardened his heart. So much that no one could make his way inside, not even me. But then came Bheem, and the rest is history.’ Sita’s eyes were brimming with love; Jenny could see that the emotion could spill over any second.

‘Sita, I am the last person in this world you guys owe any explanation to, seriously. After everything my people have..’ 

‘Stop calling them your people, Jenny.’ Sita cut her off abruptly. ‘You are nothing like them. One can’t control where one is born. But one can control the person one becomes - and you are a beautiful human being. Stop blaming yourself. None of this was your fault.’ Jenny nodded weakly but was still widely unconvinced. 

‘And I do want to explain this to you. Because I see the way you look at Ram. Even now, you are wondering how Bheem has forgiven him so easily. So much so that he risked his own life for him. Even after everything Ram put him through. You think he is naive and gullible and too innocent to trust Ram like this, don’t you?’

Jenny didn’t have the heart to tell Sita that it was exactly what she thought. She couldn’t say it to the woman who worshipped Ram. Who had prayed night and day for Ram to be returned to her. But her own heart didn’t allow her to deny it either. So she stayed quiet and continued looking ahead.

‘It’s okay, you know. You don’t have to look so guilty. Like I said, I may have felt the same if I were in your place.’

‘You weren’t there, Sita. You didn’t see the way he arrested Bheem. You didn’t see how he tortured and flogged him. Bheem was going to be hanged because of him. I saw it all - it will haunt me forever. The images flash before my eyes every time I shut them. You didn’t see the evidence on his body. You didn’t hear the whiplashes tear his skin. You didn’t see the pools of blood. You didn’t hear his scream when they pulled his body apart.’

Her voice broke. Sita reached out and hugged her, slowly running her hands on Jenny’s back. Both women were overcome with emotion for the men who were so special to them.

‘You are right. I wasn’t there. I did not witness the pain that Bheem was subjected to. But let me tell you one thing, Jenny. I know my Ram. I know how much he values Bheem’s friendship, and trust me, it broke him too. He tortured himself every day for what he did to Bheem. For anyone else, he would have dismissed the thought because his mission was so sacrosanct for him. But Bheem was and is very special to him. Bheem may have forgiven him, but Ram would never ever forgive himself. He will continue to blame himself and repent for his crimes. He will continue to burn in agony, and I will have to drag him out of it somehow. Please don’t think that this is water under the bridge for him - that he has been forgiven so easily. No part of it will be easy for Ram. He will never truly forgive himself, even if Bheem insists or demands him to. They both have a lot of love for each other. It was this love that made Bheem go back for Ram. And it was this love that made Ram realize that he couldn’t sacrifice Bheem for his mission. He risked his own life to save Bheem, you know that. He put his promise to his Baba aside only for Bheem. Love made him do that, Jenny.’

‘Was it?’

‘I am sorry?’

‘Was it love that made Ram free Bheem? Or was it the realization that Bheem was far better placed to bring about the revolution that was his life’s goal? Would Ram have still saved Bheem if he wasn’t convinced that Bheem would be a potent weapon in their freedom struggle?’

She knew she was driving a knife through Sita’s heart by saying this, but she couldn’t help herself. Jenny balked at the idea that Ram saved Bheem out of love. If he truly loved Bheem, he never would have tortured him in the first place. Sita was still. Her heart was heavy. She knew Jenny was partly right. Would Ram have saved Bheem, irrespective? She knew he was torn - but would that have been enough to sacrifice his mission? She couldn’t bring herself to say that out loud. Because honestly, she wasn’t sure. In fact, Ram may not have done that. 

‘If Bheem had faced this choice - that to save Malli and fulfill his mission, he needed to sacrifice Ram - do you reckon he would have ever done that?’

Silence. And some more silence as Sita digested that question. It had hit her like a truck. 

‘You know he would never even consider such a thing. And THAT is the difference between the two men.’ It hurt her as well to say this to Sita, but she was still reeling from the claim of Ram’s love for Bheem. 

‘You may be right, Jenny. Bheem may be a better man than Ram. But again, he didn’t suffer the childhood trauma that Ram did. While I was with Ram every step of the way all these years, even I can’t claim to fully understand what he has been through. This has always been his burden to bear. He hasn’t had a single normal, carefree, loving day since he was a child. You can imagine what that may do to an adult, let alone to a child. That has been his everyday reality. I can’t speak for his morality or choices, but I can speak for his intent and commitment. Those have never wavered. That’s why I love him. And I will continue doing that for the rest of my life.’

It was Jenny’s turn to stay silent and look at Sita. The defiant love in her eyes was again threatening to spill over. And she had to admit that she could never possibly grasp the extent of the emotional damage on Ram due to what happened to him. Had it been anyone but Bheem who had borne the brunt of it and who had gotten hurt, she may have forgiven Ram by now. 

The two women found a strange comfort and understanding with each other. Both differed in everything else in life but were united by their feelings for the respective men. Men, who they were defending passionately to each other. They were so engrossed in the conversation that they didn’t even realize when the sun had set and when the group had set up a small campfire nearby. It was only when they heard the sounds of Bheem and Malli running after each other that they broke from their reverie. Their eyes followed the child and the overgrown child - who were smiling with joy after ages. 

Jenny instantly broke into a smile looking at them. Sita followed suit, closely looking at Jenny throughout.

‘He is sweet, isn’t he?’ Sita asked slyly.

‘Of course, he is.’ Pat came the reply. Sita smiled at her, and she realized how quickly she had responded.

‘I mean, yeah, you could say that.’ Sita continued smiling at her.

‘It’s just a matter of few days, you know. Once we safely deposit the weapons in the village, the three of us will go to Adilabad. You will be back to him soon.’

‘Sure. I mean, it’s fine, yeah. There is no rush. This is important, and other stuff can wait.’ Jenny tried to string together a sentence. Sita grinned wider and held her hands again.

‘My dear, if I can see the way you look at Ram, I can also see the way you look at Bheem.’ Jenny looked down, unable to come up with any kind of response to that statement. She hadn’t realized she had been that obvious. 

‘Now, you just sit here. I will send some dinner, AND I will send Bheem. Spend some time together - we will leave at first light tomorrow.’ She started to walk away, but Jenny held her hand.

‘Ummm….what will you say to him?’

‘Oh, I will just tell him you aren’t feeling too well. Then he wouldn’t leave your side till tomorrow morning.’ Sita winked at her and walked away.

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That was Chapter 1. I loved exploring the Jenny-Sita dynamic, haven't seen much on them. The idea is to explore more such dynamics in this series. As always, feedback and comments are very very welcome :)

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Immersed-part- (IV)

Dark ram x reader

18+ Don't read if you're a minor

Ram looks at the pendant in his hand his fingers tracing the rose design a gift he would give to his love when he confess his love for her behind the pendant is the date they first met with a picture of them inside

“ ram” there you are looking absolutely divine in that yellow saree of yours that's his favourite colour on you with pink bangles and the beautiful white roses decorating your hair

He hides the pendant in his pocket so thag you don't see it he wants it to be a suprise

“ ram I have something important to tell you” you're gasping out of breath hands on knee as you take big puffs of air

“ easy there” he pats your back before tucking a strand of hair behind your ears

“ I have something to tell you too but ladies first” you roll your eyes at his formality

“ I think I'm in love ..” he smile as he Scoots closer to you taking out the pendant from his pocket

“ with shekhar” he smile disappear almost as soon as it came his world crashing down as rage and jealousy fill him to the brim how could you love him you were supposed to love him not shekhar he was the one you should spend you're life with

“ I - I've been in love with him for so long I realised it now,see I've worn his favourite colour too” you continue to bable on but he can't hear you, so you're wore this colour not for him but for shekhar

He clenched his jaw all he can think about is killing that shekhar . He suddenly smile a very sinister and dirty idea brewing in his mind

He puts his arm around you moving your head towards his chest patting it the smile still on his face

“ every thing will be okay don't worry”

I thought he was crazy but so is everyone the only difference is some know how to hide it some don't

“ I'm so happy for you guys ” bheem congratulate you as you smile shekhar on your left so you've finally proposed him and he , he accepted how could he but then again who would reject you

Bheem looked ag Ram with a pitiful expression only giving bheem a sad smile in return everyone knew that ram Loved y/n more than anything it was obvious to every man and woman in the village everyone but her oh so oblivious from the world

He smiles when you look at him how it's so easy to fool you , you trust people so easily and that's why you need him to protect you from bad people like shekhar

Just few days and you will be all his he will wait for you to come running to his house he would kiss your forehead while he consoles you and that would be the day he would make you his whisper sweet nothing as he makes loves to you

“ oh nothing” he smirks

his love gave me life but mine gave him insanity it's true after all love really makes us do insane things

It's been one month since y/n and shekhar started dating everything was going fine for her shekhar was very sweet to her respectful even and that what made her fall for him hard the way he would look at her with heart eyes as if nothing mattered more than her so in love

But she got so lost in his love that she didn't see the person who she trusted the most planning to steal her happiness she didn't see the jealous look in his face When she talked about shekhar didn't see the rage and jealousy that over took him whenever she got too close to shekhar and definitely did see the love in his eyes whenever he looked at her the pain when ever she would say those three words that is so sacred to his ears

“ love her to the point of madness” is what people tell to do but he loved her to the point of insanity

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Bheem, trying to convince Ram to join the group: You know... I thought it'd be good to have someone come along who's really... strong!

Jangu: And loud!

Peddana: And grumpy!

Lacchu: And oblivious to reality!

Ram: