#Black Kurta Pajama

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[indifeels]

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[platimoonie]

Ahadhhssgsjhsjshssj your desi yukimiya kenyu headcanons made me to bjwheishsushhsshsh Can you do one with any other bllk character please? Love you!

omg thank you so much for the ask!! im so so glad u liked my yukimiya hcs 🥹

ofc i can do another one!!:) this one is longer lol. i hope you like it 🫶 lmk your thoughts!

love u sm too muahhh (*つ´･∀･)つ 💕💕

okay, so i can totally see karasu tobito as the guy who goes to your college. he used to tease you and annoy you, and you would reciprocate the same energy. however there was something certainly starting to brew after some time, when you'd start searching for him when you entered the class and how karasu would catch himself staring at you during lectures.

but at one point, when your classmates started shipping you, you both would definitely look at each other, tsk and click your tongue, and look away, feeling extremely flustered. very soon his friends started calling you bhabhi (which means your friend's wife or gf) making karasu go red in the face and would make your cheeks burn hehe

when you guys actually started dating (finally) he'd take you for pani puri dates oml. he would also take you on his bike to random places and you guys would explore your city together during the evening. bike rides w you were definitely a form of peace for him.

i also low-key feel like he gives kabir "bunny" vibes from the movie 'yeh jawani hai diwani' if you can catch my drift. he's a laidback and flirty kinda guy so they definitely match in that aspect.

he would wear black kurtas !! i can see this omg and he would look soo good in them too. karasu is also the type of guy who would randomly pick you up bridal style just to get a reaction from you ahah.

you guys would make those transition reels/tiktoks in which you wear matching traditionals (him, kurta pajama and you a saree) to songs like chammak challo or radha (the song from SOTY) and oh my goshh yall would eat it up every time.

also i feel like karasu would lowk be scared if those street dogs which chase bikes HAHA he'd make you fend them off

[thepoopdokyeomtouched]

Okay I'm thinking about Seungcheol with a desi gf who sees her dressed up in the traditional salwar kameez and earrings and dupatta and all for the first time and he's even more smitten 🫡 can you imagine how good he'd look in a kurta himself

Summary : seungcheol loves his desi girl dolling up and this new attire made made him weak? hehe

Pairing : seungcheol x fem!reader

Genre : fluff, established relationship

Warning : suggestive, kissing, cheol in black kurta(yes a warning)

Word count : 681

Aznik note : i believe this ask was send just for some giggles, squeals and shit but i couldnt stop myself hehehehhehehe🤭🤭 + english isn't my first language so excuse me

Song rec :

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seungcheol who is already head over heels for his desi girl, have seen her in saree before and almost lost his shit cuz how beautiful she was looking, cheol knows indian ethnic wears as you have showed him a lot of different styles when he once pointed how good that one short top with full sleeves with a ball type bottom looks cute, making a mental note to wear it once.

Today was the day, your mother send you a white salwar kameez for you and kurta pajama for cheol.

wearing it immediately you thought to surprise cheol, walking in the bedroom you spotted cheol lazily scrolling on his phone while laying on the couch, you called his name when he answer back a hm still looking at his phone, when no reply received he looked up, there you standing in your glory while fixing your white net dupatta, his eyes staring at you in surprise and adoration, you were looking so gorgeous his heart race up, the beet color on his cheek as he look at you from head to toe, mouth agape eyes wide open trying absorb the beautiful scenery  in front of him, he was down bad for you already but sky's the limit just like cheol’s love, he is so whipped looking at you right now in your beautiful colors and style it makes him want you more and more. 

He stood up from the couch walking towards you still with his eyes on you as if you are the only thing exist, he stood in front of you, he held your arms from both side saying “you are looking so pretty jaan, literally so pretty its taking my breath away.”making you shy at his compliment, he took your right palm spinning you suddenly, making you face the mirror behind, sliding all your open hair on the left shoulder resting his face on other, he said “look there, my gorgeous girl,” he kissed your shoulder, “always so pretty” he slide a bit up from the previous place and left a lingering kiss “so cute” another kiss sliding up on your nape, the words reducing into whispers, hands wrapped around your waist  “so endearing”, sliding up more he nibbles right below your ear as he leave another kiss ,you turned around still in his strong arms, keeping your hands on his chest to push him a bit, he pout at you wanting to go for a kiss before you stop him a bit more firmly, he raised his eyebrows with the pout still there, you tell him “my mother send it for me, and she send you something to wear too, so go and change into it” handing him the bag he peek down inside taking it and going to change, some time later the bathroom door open he walked out from it, pulling up the sleeves of the black kurta, looking so fine, and fit and muscular, his buff chest and his forearms showing with the veins, now it was your turn to be breathless, he looked so hot in it, you knew it he will look hot in it but still wasnt ready for this scene in front of you, “you look so hot in it cheol” you said while keeping your palm on your mouth in surprise, “ am i?” he smirks,walking towards you “well my mother in law choose it so obviously its going to look good” he kisses your forehead and continues “should we take photos and send it to maa?”

Taking pictures after pictures while cheol keeps stealing kisses from you, cheek, lips, neck, nose, hand, no part was spared by his kisses, and he did send those kissing pictures to your mother, hehe.

[purplesimmer455]

Eid Mubarak from the Siddiqui family (and Iseul)! 🌙

Grace's parents came from Simland to celebrate Eid with their daughter and her fiancee Iseul, and the four of them took photos together to commemorate the occasion and to send to Amna's family in Pakistan. Grace is in the orange shalwar kameez, Amna is in the purple one, Samuel is in the green kurta pajama, and Iseul is in the navy and black tunic and pants set that her future in-laws gifted her. They all look so nice in their outfits. 💖

Note: I celebrated Eid today with my family IRL. It was nice, we just had food and chilled and I wore my Anarkali-style Eid suit at home to feel fancy. 😄

Here's a link to what an Anarkali-type dress looks like, although I have a more simple one: https://www.andaazfashion.com/navy-blue-net-frock-style-anarkali-suit-lstv07786.html

[jalebi-weds-bluetooth]

IPKKND OS: Lonely In A Crowd

TW: None

Genre: Family, Drama, Angst

Payal Gupta rarely worked a sweat over fashion. If it was simple, felt soft and didn’t require an instruction manual to wear, it was enough. But ever since Khushi informed that Arnav hosted a party for her and Akash, Payal couldn’t think straight.

Although she never had the chance of actually mingling with the Raizadas in their social circle - she still remembered the outfits worn during Anjali’s anniversary. Payal hesitated, Shyam’s secret sat like a deadweight in her mind. She just knew that she and Akash couldn’t be happy because their foundation was based on a truth she and her family hid.

“Jiji!” A flash of gold and pink broke Payal out of her thoughts. Bless her sister for actually finding a saree good enough to wear at a Raizada party.

“You’ll look like a Raees-zada in this saree Jiji. It really looks like gold is stitched in.” Khushi fussed over Payal, checking the sequenced pallu against her shoulder. Payal smiled, the outfit was something she would never wear on any occasion but then this wasn’t any other occasion. She would have to dress up as much as she could.

“Thank you Khushi!” Payal kissed Khushi’s cheek and began dressing up. Despite all the assurances, it was evident to Khushi that Payal was bothered. Who wouldn’t be? It was Arnav Singh Raizada’s party. It’s a surprise the location wasn’t Hell.

Well it was his office. And going by her experience it offered no less than eternal damnation.

Khushi looked at her phone, the poor Nokia crushing in her grip. Then she took a deep breath. Even though she had tried ten times to convince the Laad Governor that Payal was as far from his snobby society as jalebi from achaar, she should call him again.

– – – – –

“Laad Governor!” Payal laughed, wondering what pissed Khushi off now.

“I told him a billion times-”

“-two times,” Payal checked Khushi’s exaggeration, “Jiji, have you ever tried to say anything to the Laad Governor? Something he wouldn’t want to hear!” Khushi huffed.

“Actually I did. About the working conditions in his office.” Payal pointed out, testing the gloss on her lips. Khushi blinked, how did Payal not scheme his torture plan then? Not that Khushi had anything detailed like bleaching all his black coloured shirts and making him sit in a twelve hour puja in a stiff kurta pajama with nothing cool to drink.

So how was it possible that after a conversation with Arnav Singh Raizada, Payal hadn’t planned an elaborate scheme to simply send the exasperating man to another planet? Khushi could bet he’d be far more comfortable and find more in common with aliens than his own species. Maybe he’d terrify them as well with his what the as well.

Also, how did Arnav not send a fifty page letter to Payal highlighting ‘what the’ and ‘how dare you’ about her aukaad in trying to teach him about working conditions?

“Maybe he knew you were Akash ji’s setting.” Khushi mused. Payal responded by throwing a pillow smack on Khushi’s face.

“Try talk-”

“I DID!”

“Oh really? Between using NK ji as a buffer and making fun of what a cocktail party is, when did you talk to him?” Payal pointed out. Khushi opened her mouth to argue but she had nothing else to say. Begrudgingly she had to admit that Payal was right. She never tried to honestly talk to him. Playing dumb charades and singing the praises of jalebis are not “please understand Jiji needs a comfortable environment where she - and Khushi - are not intimidated by everything”.

Agreed, it would mean baring her deepest insecurities to man who trampled her heart-

Khushi bit her tongue at the offending thought. When, where and why did that flare up! Perhaps Devi Maiyya was punishing her for not trying her best for Payal.

And despite Arnav’s eternal scowl, he had proved that with an honest conversation he’d give his best.

It’s literally how Akash and Payal’s marriage was happening!

With a big sigh, she called him.

– – – – –

65 minutes later

“I agree, my recommendations for a jalebi stall wasn’t the best but he knew! He knew I would be uncomfortable. Kyunki he himself said - uncomfortable feel karogi? I told Jiji that Laad Governor must’ve been born after a hundred rakshas died but no, she’s barely a Raizada and she forgot her sister of 20 years for a guy she knows for 20 days. I will not go, not over my dead body!” Khushi yelled at the steaming hot jalebi and stuffed it in her mouth.

At this point she didn’t even know what she was angry about. That he cut the call on her, refused to understand her or knowingly didn’t invite her.

It was her sister damn it! Angry, Khushi stuffed another jalebi. She was now speaking like him!

“Haye re Nandkisore, why are you eating these half cooked ja-”

“TOH KYA? You will also uninvite me from this house like that Laad Governor? Should I stop making jalebis here? Am I so bad? I love parties! I love dancing! I wanted to go there so bad but jaaye meri jooti! Why does everyone always yell at me? Why doesn’t anyone love me-” Khushi sniffled. Madhumati was rarely ever surprised, but Khushi’s sudden outburst caught her off guard.

“Nobody yells at you Tital-”

“HAWW EVERYONE DOES!” Khushi sobbed, blowing her nose into Madhumati’s pallu. Madhumati bit back a smile, turned off the stove and led Khushi to the sofa. At times like this it felt like Khushi didn’t grow a year over eight.

“You were just about to yell at me for leaving Jiji alone…” Khushi accused.

“Haan, but I like your tactic. You yelled at me so much that I forgot what I had to say Nandkisore!” She grinned as Khushi pouted.

“But maybe I shouldn’t have left Jiji alone, she was sounding so off on the phone!”

“But Titaliya, Payaliya needs to learn how to be a part of the society.” Madhumati advised.

“But-”

“No buts! Now let me speak Nandkisore! See, she knew Akash babua comes from a different world. And Akash babua knows ours, so she needs to know his. And knowing you, you wouldn’t have just accompanied Payaliya like a good girl because what is Titaliya without dramatics? Toh accha hua that you didn’t go with her. Akash babua is there with her na.” Madhumati patted her shoulder.

Khushi nodded and switched on the television. Perhaps Buaji was right. But the fear sat in the pit of her stomach. She didn’t want Jiji to be in a space where no one else was like her.

Hey Devi Maiyya, let this be a wonderful party for Jiji!

– – –

It was the most intimidating experience of Payal’s life. The cold drink had gone warm in her hands, and Akash’s palm had long slipped out of hers. She knew she made a mistake the minute she stepped in because no one wore a saree.

The hair piece felt too glittery and she was sure her kajal was too thick.

No one in the party spoke in Hindi. And to make it worse, she was sure everyone checked out her embellished saree at least once.

“Payal ji, are you ok?” Akash returned back to her, and like a balm soothed all her worries. But maybe it was love? For when she reassured him and he left to get another drink, the crowd left her cold.

So far any attempt at getting food was embarrassing. Her appetiser had slipped off the toothpick once and she didn’t realise entree didn’t mean starters. It meant main dish. And while she understood English perfectly well, the embarrassment of mispronouncing Givenchy was enough.

Akash had smoothed things, chuckling how every fashion brand had one motto - to give the weirdest spellings to trick consumers - but it did nothing to quell her discomfort. Half of the conversations around her were a blurred paragraph of ‘fashion, business’ where she had little to contribute.

Even friendly comments like “Oh you’ve never been to France? Well it’s good you married a Raizada! Akash, make sure to take her to Paris!”

She didn’t marry him for the money.

And the worst is she didn’t have an answer for what she did. She was just… home. Cooking, cleaning, assisting Buaji. When the main dish - entrees - arrived, she was the only one not using chopsticks on the table.

That’s when a morsel in her mouth felt unfamiliar.

It was meat.

She reached for water but spat at the fizziness.

The whole party’s attention fell straight on her. Akash immediately went up to her as Payal coughed up the sparkling water. Arnav rushed up with some extra tissues, and Payal looked around, tearing up in embarrassment. NK offered some water, sympathetic to her now drenched saree.

“It’s ok Payal ji,” Akash began but Payal ran away to the bathroom, leaving the crowd in silent hushes.

That’s when Arnav knew, he screwed up.

– – –

‘Laad Governor’

Khushi rolled her eyes at her phone. So now he had the audacity to call her? Right in between watching Govinda rock Katrina’s party. Perhaps that’s exactly what Jiji was doing! Her quiet elegant aura would captivate people.

Madhumati tapped her fingers to Soni De Nakhre, Titaliya was right. Ordering food from outside for one night did feel like a girls’ day out. She had forgotten when it was the last time eating Chinese food in front of the telly.

Khushi’s phone buzzed again.

“Ugh, I now get why you’re frustrated with that man!” Madhumati grumbled and Khushi gave her a high five. Probably Akash ji had the sense to admonish Arnav for not inviting Khushi.

Or as Buaji had just told her the way Jiji had put the Laad Governor in his place, she might’ve yelled at him for not calling her darling sister. Good!

“Tell me, finally you realised you should’ve invited me to party haina? As if Khushi ke bina-”

Madhumati watched Khushi freeze, every joy stripped out of her face.

In a flash Khushi grabbed her wallet and ran out - uncaring of her dupatta or rubber sandals.

“Aye Titaliya!” Madhumati hollered.

“Jiji needs me.” Khushi shot back, hailing an autorickshaw.

– – –

Arnav, NK and Akash waited by the bathroom door. Payal’s muffled sobs were barely audible. She hadn’t responded to Akash or NK’s requests. The sneer behind ‘huh opposites do attract’ was evident. All attention had been on the new Raizada member that couldn’t pronounce brands, wore garish colours, fumbled with chopsticks and couldn’t stomach sparkling water.

Arnav’s glare had kept them silent, but it didn’t remove the judgement from their eyes.

“Khushi ji, thank God you’re here.” NK escorted Khushi who ran in her pajamas, hair askew, “Where’s Jiji Nanhe ji?” Khushi asked, frantically looking around for her sister. A look at the party and her heart sank. Everything was so foreign.

“Khushi, Payal is in-” Arnav pointed Khushi to the bathroom.

“I don’t remember asking you,” Khushi snapped, her eyes wild in anger. The audacity of that man. Arnav glowered back - he was trying to help, damn it! He knew things didn’t turn out as he had expected but this was unanticipated.

Khushi banged on the bathroom door, “Jiji, it’s me.”

Payal cracked the bathroom door open and braved a smile, “Khushi… you didn’t have to come. Oh no… did you come here in your pajamas? What will everyone-” Khushi engulfed Payal in a hug. Payal broke down, the warmth of Khushi’s hug finally making her feel safe, at home.

NK headed to the party, doing damage control and sending the guests back home with his classic, cheerful grin. Akash shuffled on his feet, unsure how to manage the situation.

“Payal, don’t worry. It’s not a big deal-” Khushi broke the hug at Arnav’s attempt to reassure her sister. She looked dead into Arnav’s eyes and he balked at the anger simmering in her look.

“Payal ji, if you don’t mind can we speak?” Akash asked. Payal nodded.

“Yes, please talk to her, Akash ji. My family and I very happily gave Jiji to you under very different expectations. I can understand all this happening when he-” Khushi pointed to Arnav, “- is here. Because he doesn’t see beyond himself or his world.” Arnav seethed at the insult. How dare she? Would she even care to listen to him?

“But you? Are you just like your brother? But… better mannered?” Khushi asked, her voice cracking at the end. Perhaps Arnav was the best in the family. He was the only Raizada who actually showed her what the Raizadas were. For all of Nani ji’s politeness, she could barely acknowledge her own daughter in law only because she was middle class. And although Anjali ji was extremely kind, she didn’t hesitate using the contract and money against Khushi when it was necessary in her terms.

And here was Akash, the man Payal loved.

Despite him, Payal was lonely in a crowd.

Akash, unlike his brother, heard her accusations that Khushi said and didn’t say, in a quiet acceptance.

“Khushi, you’re taking this too far.” Arnav warned her. He too understood what Khushi insinuated.

“She isn’t Bhai.” Akash cut in, “You’d do much more for much less.” Khushi calmed as Akash stepped in her defence. Arnav frowned at the open defiance but had nothing to reply when all Akash said was truth. Perhaps unlike his brother, Akash was more perceptive.

“Payal ji, may I?” Akash held out his hand, escorting Payal to a private area, away from the argument that was bound to happen. Khushi ushered Payal and turned to look at Arnav.

“Not a big deal Mr. Raizada?” Khushi snapped, not giving Arnav a chance to speak. Arnav closed his eyes and willed himself to calm down. Akash was right. Arnav had been much worse for much less.

“Khushi, I understand why you’re angry but trust me this isn’t a big deal.” Arnav said slowly, taking a step towards Khushi, offering peace.

“Nothing ever is, is it Arnav ji?” Khushi laughed, shaking her head at his incredulity.

“Khushi,” Arnav began but Khushi raised her hand, her laughter dead into a silent tight lipped smile.

“Jiji’s embarrassment is not a big deal. Me regularly being overworked at your home for the same amount of salary is not a big deal. Your office making fun of me is not a big deal. Dropping me off a floor is not a big deal. Releasing my photos in the news is not a big deal then what in the world is a big deal for you Arnav Singh Raizada?!” Khushi yelled.

“Khushi, I didn’t mean that.” Arnav said.

“Mean what Mr. Raizada? And I don’t care about what you meant or not or what is a big deal for you or not. I begged you, pleaded you that please make this party comfortable for her. You have no idea what it is to be in a place where no one dresses like you. Where everyone speaks a foreign language that’s hard to pick up. Where you can hear people snickering but nobody says anything to your face. Where there’s no food nearby that you can eat and feel comfortable.” Khushi stopped, her eyes welling up at the memory of her being bullied at AR. Arnav’s face fell. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that Khushi no longer was speaking about Payal.

“Khushi, I’m…” Arnav broke off, the apology stuck at his throat for it didn’t feel enough. Khushi rolled her eyes at his inability to verablise the words. Arnav cursed himself, for not even doing the bare minimum.

“Anyway, why isn’t Anjali Ji here?” Khushi asked.

“Di wouldn’t be comfortable here so-” Arnav broke off, understanding dawning on him. He could understand his sister’s comfort, but not his sister-in-law’s? In his spite to override Khushi and show off what he could provide at the snap of his fingers, he removed the one thing her family truly depended on and trusted him for.

Reassurance.

He was the only thread of reassurance for this marriage and today he alienated the new member of his household out of spite. Even if it was unintentional. Khushi chuckled mirthlessly, for Arnav wasn’t as daft to the situation as she thought.

He knows what comfort is, but was too spiteful to act on it.

But perhaps she had flamed it as well. If she had truly told him about his sister perhaps things would have been better. Yet she was busy fanning her pride over the matter, making it all about herself when it was about her sister.

“Arnav ji, I know you don’t respect me and never will. I also know you’re capable of making apologies when necessary and affording my family the respect they deserve. So that means I’m the problem. And I promise I won’t get in your way, visit your house or even get involved in your family’s end of the rituals if it ensures the happiness for my sister. My childishness, our anger, nothing matters. Just keep her happy, that’s it. It’s the only thing I’m trusting you with. It’s the only thing I’m begging you for.” Khushi promised, tears rolling down her cheeks.

From now on Khushi would hold herself back if it meant Payal could live happily in the new household. It was a clear reminder that her actions would have repercussions in Payal’s marriage. This disastrous party was just a petty example.

Arnav tried to hold Khushi, his own pettiness shaming him. He didn’t mean this. He didn’t need her to beg for her sister’s happiness. Goddamnit he didn’t want their anger to affect Payal and Akash’s nascent relationship.

Khushi turned away and left, leaving Arnav’s hand to stop her in the air, regret painted all across his face. When NK jogged up to Khushi it became clear as day to Arnav that it was jealousy.

And fear.

With his jealousy satiated by throwing a party that NK couldn’t even imagine, his fear came true. Khushi didn’t need another man for him to lose her. He simply never had her in the first place.

– – –

Khushi’s heart filled with joy as she watched a happier Payal return with Akash coat around her shoulders. The air was indeed chilly. Payal gave her a reassuring smile and Akash gave her a soft, apologetic one.

“I am sorry saali saheba. But the next time I disappoint you please throw one of your jalebis or the one liners you give to Bhai. Your anger truly frightens me.” Akash gently held his ears, leading the sisters to laugh.

“So you mean there will be a next time?” Khushi faked anger and Akash flustered, “Nahi! I mean if in case but that doesn’t mean it will happen again!”

Payal twisted Khushi’s ear, warning her against teasing Akash too much.

“Oho Khushi ji, leave Akash alone. He already deals with Daanav” Khushi’s eyes went wide as NK corrected himself, “I mean Naanav.” Akash rolled his eyes.

“Payal,” Everyone stopped smiling as Arnav came into view. Perhaps NK wasn’t mistaken to call Arnav a ‘daanav’, Khushi thought. Arnav strode towards Payal with purpose and instinctively Khushi came in his way.

Arnav looked at Khushi for a moment, the lack of trust evident in her eyes. He released a sigh and side stepped her. Khushi guffawed at the audacity.

“Can I speak to you in private?”

– – –

“It’s ok, you don’t have to apologise.” Payal dismissed Arnav as they reached the hall.

“As the host of the party it was my responsibility to ensure your comfort. I didn’t.” Arnav said, unable to look at her in the eyes, “Also as your brother in law I should’ve looked after you. I didn’t.”

“It was just not my day, I’ll adjust better in the future.” Payal assured him.

“You shouldn’t have to. If you don’t enjoy this environment then that’s it. None of us question why Di won’t be comfortable here, there’s no reason why anyone should raise eyebrows at why you don’t like these parties either.” Arnav told her.

“Arnav ji-”

“Bhai,”

“What?” Payal asked, surprised.

“That’s what I am, right?” Arnav shrugged. Wasn’t it customary that the relationship Akash have in this family be transferred to Payal as well? Payal’s hesitation meant only one thing - nobody in the family gave her the feeling that she is a part of the family.

“Bhai…” Payal tested the word, feeling strange to call this man as her brother. Arnav nodded, the word giving him the knock of responsibility he should’ve adopted long ago.

“From today you’re no different to me than Akash or Di. There should never be a reason why you’re crying. And if you are crying, there shouldn’t be a reason why you won’t tell me why, ok?” Payal laughed as Arnav attempted to comfort her.

“Try adding a smile to everything you just said.” Payal requested, desperately trying to keep her laughter in check.

“What?”

“Ar-Bhai, you look like you’re giving orders instead of being kind.” Payal grinned. Arnav looked away, flustered. Was his generic mode to always give orders?

“In all the tales she’s told of you, I see why she calls you a Lord Governor.” Arnav frowned, Khushi told stories of him? And is that why she ended up with the moniker Laad Governor? A small smile lit his face. He caught himself and extended a hand to Payal who cautiously shook.

“I’m serious Bhabhi,” Payal looked up, surprised at him calling her that, “you genuinely don’t have to worry. From now on, your family is mine.” Arnav promised.

“You don’t have to take so many responsibilities. My sister is more than capable of handling my family.” Payal beamed in pride. Khushi had taken everything on her shoulders with strengths even the elders didn’t have. Her smile fell as the worry of Shyam bugged her. Arnav, Akash and the whole family deserved the truth.

“What happened?” Arnav asked.

“Nothing, and anyway, thank you.” Payal smiled on her way out. Arnav shrugged.

NK joked that Payal was alive after Arnav interrogated her and Akash smacked him on the head. Arnav shook his head at the interaction and frowned. Khushi was nowhere to be found. His shoulders felt heavy with the new set of responsibilities. Guilt and fear sat in the pit of stomach. He knew that he and Akash were more than capable of looking after the Guptas, but it was true that he was the root source of most of their problems.

How would he solve everything? Khushi wouldn’t hesitate to actually beating him up if he so much so offered a cent to her.

He ran his hand through his hair, the Gupta family’s issues forming a new checklist in his head next to Mami’s wish for new jewelries and Nani’s desire to bring in a family priest from Lucknow. That’s when the air changed and Arnav looked up, searching for Khushi.

He found her by the hall door, stunned.

She had overheard everything.

– – –

Arnav and Khushi returned to their old bickering without a hint of the kindness of his promise to Payal or bitterness of the argument lingering.

Except one thing changed, neither Arnav nor Akash left either of the sisters to be lonely ever again.

Be it in front of their own family when Mami questioned the value of a steel plate.

Or on stage when Khushi stood without a dance partner.

– – –

The end! I hope you liked this one shot 😊

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My moonshine

It was the night before Eid. Eid-ul-Fitr marks the end of the holy month of Ramadan and is celebrated across the world. The festival is determined by the sighting of the crescent moon, which denotes the start of the Shawwal month in the lunar Islamic calendar.

The moon was bright and shiny and the coolness in the air in this hot summer season was really relaxing

Ram was at the roof looking at the big bright moon enjoying the cool air. The cool air blows through his body making him shiver a little. (He smiles)

Ram : The moon is so beautiful.

Bheem: Not as much as you are (smile)

Bheem coming at his direction. He was wearing a black kurta pajama, nicely fit on him. The moon light shins on him. He was looking so handsome.

Ram: Bheem... (shy smile and blush)

Behemoth I takes Ram's hand and kiss his hand. And held it on his heart

Bheem: Eid mubrak my moonshine (lean in and kiss Ram on cheek just a little further away from the lips )

Ram blushes turn more red.

Bheem: (he leans back and looks at ram) Your so beautiful and very important to me bangaram. You are the moonshine of my life.

Ram turns around in that comment, trying to hide his face from Bheem. Bheem hugs him from behind and kiss him on his hair.

Bheem: I love you bangaram  (tightening the hug)

Ram: I love you too ( still blushing and shyly)

[the fireworks start to blush on the sky]

They stayed like that for a while enjoying the company of each other, holding on each other. Looking at the shiny moon  and enjoying the cool air

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Johnny being Punjabi + Sikh head-canons:

(pls bare w me i just thirst for representation 😭)

He definitely got teased in grade school for smelling like thadka.

He actually speaks decent Punjabi, but he doesn’t speak it unless he’s with his extended family which isn’t often.

He has two names. His English name (Johnny) and his Punjabi name (Jot)

He only uses his Punjabi name with his extended family.

He probably tried to teach Ponyboy how to say his name, but he failed miserably and gave up.

His mom’s Punjabi and his dad’s White.

He used to to the Gurdwara every Sunday as a kid, but he doesn’t really go anymore.

He still wears a Kaara but it’s usually hidden under his jacket.

His mom’s og surname was Sandhu

He gets picked on by Soc’s more than other Greaser’s because of his ethnicity. (It was the 60’s)

He had longer hair as a kid but when he was 8-9 years old he started cutting it.

His favorite Punjabi food is Pav Bhaji

Sometimes he’ll mutter Punjabi curses when he’s annoyed which confuses the rest of the gang.

He’ll usually say

“Bandar/Bandri jae” (Means monkey but it’s more offensive in Punjab

“Saaleya” (idk but its an insult 💀)

“Kutta jae” (Bitch/Dog)

He wouldn’t say “Bhenchot” (sister fucker)

Probably thinks its too far

He doesn’t use hair gel. He uses oil.

Usually Amla oil or Coconut.

He doesn’t like Darry’s cooking that much. He thinks it needs more flavor, but he doesn’t complain.

He mumbles Shabads to himself when he’s alone.

He doesn’t say it because he’s religious, but rather as a feeling of comfort

Like I said earlier, he doesn’t go to the Gurdwara much anymore. He still really likes going though, he finds it really peaceful and relaxing.

He loves listening to Kirtan too.

He doesn’t really believe in Sikhi anymore, but he still agrees with a lot of its ideals.(Make an honest living, treat everybody equally, etc.)

He owns one white Kurta pajama strictly for family reunions and the Gurdwara.

His parent’s weren’t always this shitty. It started when his dad picked up drinking.

Him and his mom used to get along good, but once his dad started drinking they didn’t talk anymore.

He wears a necklace made from black string and there’s a really small Kirpan on the end.

It was a gift from his mom.

On the rare occasion where he runs into another punjabi person out n about he’ll always make conversation and if he’s with the gang it kinda throws them off

His mom has an older brother (his mamaji) and he always loves to spend time with him

He’s very 50/50 on being whitewashed n cultured

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GIRL YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MANY TIMES IVE IMAGINED MASON WITH A BLACK KURTA ON- HE'D LOOK SO SEXY I JUST KNOW IT 🙄💖

sorry for the caps i got so excited xx

WAITTTT BC IM GOING INSANE AT THE THOUGHT

no imagine inviting him to your cousin’s pre-wedding party and he says he can’t make it but then he shows up on the night wearing a black kurta pajama and scarf with gold trim, matching with all your cousins, and he looks so proud of himself, getting in all the photos and making sure all the grandparents and auntiyan and uncles see him, the gora in the kurta 😭

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Best Outfit Ideas for Your Anniversary Photoshoot

An anniversary photoshoot is a beautiful way to celebrate the journey you've embarked on together. The right outfit can elevate your photos, making them timeless memories. Here are some of the best outfit ideas to help you shine during your anniversary shoot, whether you're keeping it casual or going all out.

1. Classic Elegance: Formal Attire

For Her: A flowing gown or a chic cocktail dress in a color that complements your skin tone. Think deep reds, midnight blues, or classic black.

For Him: A well-fitted suit with a tie or bow tie that matches your partner's outfit. Black, navy, or grey are always safe bets.

Why It Works: Formal attire exudes elegance and sophistication, making your photos look timeless. This is perfect if you want your anniversary shoot to feel like a special occasion.

2. Coordinated Casual: Matching Outfits

For Both: Matching denim jackets, white shirts, and jeans. Or, go for coordinating colors like pastel shades that complement each other.

Why It Works: Matching outfits bring a sense of unity and fun to your photos. They reflect the harmony in your relationship and give the shoot a playful, relaxed vibe.

3. Vintage Vibes: Retro Outfits

For Her: A polka dot dress, vintage accessories like pearl earrings, and red lipstick.

For Him: Suspenders, a newsboy cap, and a button-up shirt with rolled-up sleeves.

Why It Works: Vintage outfits add a nostalgic charm to your photos. They’re perfect for couples who appreciate the beauty of bygone eras and want to reflect that in their shoot.

4. Traditional Touch: Ethnic Wear

For Her: A beautifully embroidered saree or lehenga in rich, vibrant colors.

For Him: A sherwani or kurta-pajama set in complementary tones.

Why It Works: Ethnic wear is perfect for adding a cultural touch to your anniversary shoot. It’s especially meaningful if you're planning an anniversary shoot in Nagpur, where traditional settings can enhance the beauty of these outfits.

5. Beachy Bliss: Summer Outfits

For Her: A light, flowing sundress or a cute jumpsuit with minimal accessories.

For Him: Light-colored shorts and a linen shirt, possibly unbuttoned for a relaxed vibe.

Why It Works: Beach outfits are perfect for a relaxed, dreamy photoshoot. They allow you to move freely and enjoy the shoot without feeling constrained by heavy clothing.

6. Seasonal Style: Fall and Winter

For Her: A cozy sweater dress paired with knee-high boots and a scarf.

For Him: A tailored coat, scarf, and dress boots.

Why It Works: Seasonal outfits allow you to incorporate the beauty of nature into your photos. Whether it's the warm hues of fall or the crisp whites of winter, your outfits will complement the environment beautifully.

7. Monochrome Magic: Black and White

For Both: Black or white outfits with minimal accessories.

Why It Works: Monochrome outfits are simple yet striking. They draw attention to the emotions and connection between you and your partner, making the photos all about your bond.

If you’re looking for the perfect set and outfits for your anniversary photoshoot, PixxelCity is well-known for providing stunning settings and attire that create unforgettable memories.

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A Guide to Boy’s Partywear Fashion: Dressing Your Little One for the Occasion

Dressing up for a party is always exciting, especially when it comes to your little one. Boys’ partywear has evolved beyond the traditional suit and tie, offering a wide range of stylish options that are both fashionable and comfortable. Whether it’s a birthday bash, family gathering, or festive celebration, here’s a guide to help you choose the perfect party outfit for your boy.

1. Classic Elegance: The Mini Suit

When it comes to formal events, a well-fitted suit is a timeless choice that never goes out of style. Mini suits for boys have become increasingly popular, offering a dapper look that mirrors adult fashion.

Suit Styling Tips:

Fit is Key: Ensure the suit fits well, with the jacket sitting nicely on the shoulders and the trousers not being too long or baggy.

Color Choices: Navy, charcoal, and black are classic colors, but don’t shy away from lighter shades like grey or even pastel blue for a fresh look.

Accessorize: Add a cute bow tie or necktie, and consider a pocket square for a touch of sophistication.

2. Smart-Casual Vibes: The Shirt and Chinos Combo

For less formal parties, a smart-casual outfit can be the perfect balance between comfort and style. A crisp shirt paired with chinos or tailored trousers offers a polished yet relaxed look that’s perfect for a variety of occasions.

Styling Tips:

Shirt Options: Opt for a button-down shirt in a solid color or subtle pattern. Stripes, checks, or a playful print can add personality.

Chinos: Choose neutral-colored chinos in beige, navy, or grey. For a more playful look, consider chinos in pastel colors.

Layer Up: Depending on the season, add a lightweight blazer, cardigan, or sweater to complete the look.

3. Playful and Trendy: The Statement Outfit

For boys who love to stand out, a statement outfit can be a great choice. This could involve bold colors, quirky prints, or trendy pieces that reflect current fashion.

Ideas for Statement Looks:

Bold Prints: Think shirts with fun prints like dinosaurs, cars, or animals. Pair with solid-colored trousers to balance the look.

Bright Colors: Don’t be afraid to experiment with vibrant colors like red, mustard, or teal.

Trendy Pieces: Incorporate fashionable items like bomber jackets, printed blazers, or graphic tees for a more contemporary look.

4. Festive and Cultural: Traditional Wear

For parties that celebrate cultural or religious events, traditional attire can be a wonderful way to honor heritage while looking stylish. Many cultures have beautiful, intricately designed outfits for boys that are perfect for special occasions.

Traditional Outfit Ideas:

Indian Wear: Kurta pajamas or sherwanis with embroidered details are popular choices for Indian festivals and weddings.

Middle Eastern Attire: Thobes or dishdashas in luxurious fabrics can be worn for special religious celebrations.

Western Cultural Wear: For events like Christmas, a classic cable-knit sweater paired with corduroy trousers and a button-down shirt is festive and charming.

5. Comfort is Key: Choosing the Right Fabrics

No matter how stylish an outfit is, if it’s not comfortable, your little one won’t enjoy wearing it. Always consider the fabric when choosing partywear.

Comfortable Fabric Choices:

Cotton: Soft and breathable, cotton is ideal for shirts and trousers, especially in warmer weather.

Linen: A lightweight, natural fabric perfect for summer parties, offering both style and comfort.

Wool or Cashmere: Great for winter events, providing warmth and a touch of luxury.

6. Accessorize Smartly: The Finishing Touches

Accessories can elevate any outfit, adding personality and flair. However, it’s important to keep them age-appropriate and comfortable.

Accessory Ideas:

Bow Ties or Ties: A colorful bow tie or a tie with a fun pattern can add charm to a formal outfit.

Hats: A stylish fedora or flat cap can be a fun addition, especially for outdoor events.

Shoes: Depending on the outfit, choose smart loafers, leather shoes, or even trendy sneakers. Make sure they’re comfortable enough for running around and playing.

7. Practical Considerations: Ease of Wear and Care

When choosing partywear for boys, practicality is just as important as style. Consider how easy the outfit is to put on and take off, as well as how durable it is.

Practical Tips:

Easy Fastenings: Look for clothes with zippers or snaps rather than lots of buttons to make dressing easier.

Machine Washable: Partywear can be prone to spills and stains, so opt for machine-washable fabrics whenever possible.

Durability: Ensure the clothing can withstand active play, especially for outdoor events.

Conclusion

Choosing the perfect partywear for boys is all about balancing style, comfort, and practicality. Whether you opt for a classic mini suit, a smart-casual combo, or a playful statement outfit, there are plenty of fashionable options to suit every occasion. Remember, the best outfit is one that makes your little one feel confident and happy, ready to enjoy the party in style.