#baarishein

[shadowseductress]

Anuv Jain naa khud move on kar paa raha nah mujhko karne de raha

[vidhi-ka-vidhaan]

अब बिखरी तेरी ये ज़ुल्फ़ों से आँखें तेरी जब दिखती हैं

दिखता है मुझे वो आसमाँ

कि खोलूँ पंख मैं मेरे, उड़ जाऊँ मैं, खो जाऊँ मैं

इस आसमाँ में पतंगों की तरह !!!!

[andylantsov]

Taylor Swift x Anuv Jain.

Just imagine.

[drarrywords]

Forgiveness

warning: mentions of domestic abuse and infidelity (not between Harry and Draco)

(prompt request by @chinike)

The streets were soaked by the rain, dew on the windows of his house in the dusk. It was muddy outside, pools of rainwater on the portholes and he was often cosy on his couch when there was a storm. But that lasted till his wards went off wildly. 

Harry rushed to the door and Draco stood before him, his cheek sliced and blood dripping down his chin. He was bruised, dark purple marks on his wrist and over his eye and his white shirt drenched by the rain and red stains of his own blood. He slipped forward and Harry caught him, a hand wound around his waist till Draco’s body sank into his. 

“Draco,” He whispered softly, brushing off a strand of hair from his forehead, holding his face in his hand, “Wait, wait, stay with me, alright?” 

He nodded drowsily and Harry brought him back into his house, dragging him over the couch by the hearth. Bile rose up his throat at the sight of the slashes and blood but with a tremble to his hands, he stripped him off his soaked clothes before he wrapped his body in a blanket and cast a charm on him. He kept a hand on Draco’s cheek over the bruise by his cheekbone and he winced, “Draco, I want you to stay with me.” 

“Talk.” Draco croaked, “Talk, it’ll — keep you busy.” 

“Alright, yeah,” He summoned the essence of dittany and murtlap from a cabinet in his kitchen and kept it hastily on the table, “I burnt my popcorn in the kitchen today and then the—” He cast a spell to clean off his wounds before he spilled the potion on a soft cloth and held it over the slashes on his skin, “The butter splattered and I slipped and you should’ve been there to see the chaos because—” 

Draco grasped the maroon blanket, biting down on it but Harry could see the agony on his face while the potion sank into his deep cuts to stitch the skin back together. A tear slid down Draco’s bruised cheek and the blanket slipped lower and Harry gasped at the sight before him. “It’s okay. It’s okay, Draco.” 

Draco’s body had so, so many bruises, stark red and purple over his skin, and there was a cigarette burn on his left forearm over the dark mark that had blackened over the skull. He saw the white scars on his chest beneath the bruises, a sob caught in his throat, “We’ll be alright.” 

An hour went by till he cleaned his wounds and cuts and worked with charms on potions to heal them. The slash on the base of his neck had been too deep for him to heal it with charms so he had to stitch it back together and hoped that it wouldn’t bleed through. By the time he was done, Draco had slept with his head on a blood-soaked cushion and Harry sat down on the floor, his head buried in his hands. 

Draco couldn’t see him cry. 

He stood up and went over to the kitchen for a cup of tea, watching Draco from the counter till the water boiled in the kettle and then, he sat on the chair with his head bowed over it yet, he couldn’t drink it. 

Draco stirred on the couch later and Harry rushed back to his side, watching him blearily blink his eyes till he woke up. He ran his gaze over the room before his body shot back up and Harry had to hold him down, “It’s okay. It’s okay, Draco, you’re alright.” 

Draco grasped his wrist, his eyes wide in horror while it rushed back to him hazily before he broke down. Tears slipped down his cheeks and he sank into Harry, his hands buried in the fabric of the sweater he had worn but his heart ripped out of his chest when he heard Draco cry, “You’re alright. Draco.” 

Draco buried his head into his chest, “Harry, I’m so sorry—”

“You’re alright,” He soothed, rubbing his hand over his spine but his own voice was teary and hoarse to his ears, “It’s okay, cry it out. I’m here.” 

Harry held him while he cried, often kissing his shoulder or the top of his head and whispering nonsense into his ears till his cries dwindled down to hiccups. Draco’s body trembled in his hold, his eyes bloodshot red and swollen, yet somehow, he was better than before with the slashes on his skin stitched back together, “Who did this to you, Draco?” 

Draco went silent, his eyes caught on the floor beneath him before he meekly whispered, “Ethan.” 

“Tell me where to find him.” A bulb in the kitchen broke and the shards shattered onto the floor while the air cackled wildly with his magic, angry with a violent madness to it that he hasn’t seen before, “I’ll kill him.” 

Draco reached out and held onto his hand desperately and his fury burnt out of his veins when he saw how terrified Draco was. Of course, he had to try to hold his anger at bay for him but he overflowed with it, “Harry.” 

“Draco, he did all of this to you.” 

“Yeah, but I want to forgive him for it later when I’m alright because I can’t run from even if I tried, Harry.” 

Tears welled up in his eyes, spilling down his cheeks as he brushed his thumb over Draco’s hand so delicately, knuckles bloodied, his voice a hoarse whisper when he said, “Forgive him for this?” 

Draco wiped his own tears and held out his forearm with the cigarette burn, “The mark and the history I have with it is the reason I’m so inherently hard to love but if Ethan can love me still—”

“Abuse isn’t love, Draco.” 

Draco slipped his hand from his grasp, “When you’re as hungry for love as I’ve been and scattered for the leftovers and scarps left behind, you’ll swallow down cruelty if it seems like love to you.” 

Of course, he had been hungry for love and angry when he hadn’t been loved without cruelty. He didn’t want to see Draco suffer for love when it was so terribly effortless to love him. Harry ran his thumb over the outlines of the mark, “But can you love him when he did this to you?” 

“I — I’ll try to.” 

“Move in with me,” Harry whispered softly, his heart bleeding out, “Move in till you’re alright and I beg you, don’t run back to him because — I won’t watch him do this to you.” 

“Harry.” 

“I will stand between him and you if I need to,” He kissed the mark on Draco’s forearm, pouring all the love he had for him into it till it bled him dry. He saw Draco’s storm grey eyes through his messy eyes, wide yet teary, “I love you, Draco. Of course, you must know that I do.” 

“No, you can’t.” 

Harry smiled wistfully, “I do. I’ve loved you for so long that I can longer love someone else who isn’t you and I want you to break out of the abusive love that you think you deserve when you don’t.” 

“I — I can’t love you. I don’t. Not like that.” 

“I know,” He said, “But I still want you to be alright.” 

Draco sank back into him, wrapping himself back up into the blanket as he shivered into him, “If I live here, can I steal your chocolate chip cookies?”

It elicited a momentary laugh out of Harry, “Always.” 

“We’ll be alright, won’t we?” 

He ran his hands through Draco’s hair, “Yeah. Yeah, we’ll be alright.” 

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(this might have a part 2 on request)

tags (you can ignore if you like, it's for a boost)<3 @inflation-of-mind @missdrarrydawn @sorry-i-ship-drarry @harryandginnydeservesbetter @dearly-devoted-dawdler @textrovert-01 @phoebe-delia @nv-md @slytherinnbitch @rockingrobin69 @purplehotmess @just-like-that-butmakeitgay

[chefeader]

"Teri aankhon ka kajal na faile ab kabhi bhi Tujhe itna pyaar doon, haan" -anuv jain ( baarishein)

[hi-avathisside]

It is raining rn, and baarishein is playing on loop

And still with you alsoo

Agh- i feel so good 🥹🥹 life is truly beautiful ❤️

[romanticruckus]

im not a person. im the 'haule se, dheeme se' part in baarishein

[scribblesbyavi]

बारिश और प्यार

तुम्हारा प्यार भी कुछ बारिश की तरह

आसमान में ताकते हुए जैसे एक इंतेज़ार

और जब थक हार में ये मान लेता हूँ

शायद तुम आज ना मिल पाओ हमसे

जब हम उमीद बिलकुल छोर चुके हों

तब तुम आती हो बारिश बनकर

हमारे लिए अपने संग प्यार का पिटारा लेकर

कभी थोरा कम तो कभी बहत ज़्यादा

हमारे रूह को खूसियों से भर देती हो

महीनो का ग़म एक पल में दूर कर देती हो

हमारे गालों की मुस्कान लेकर आती हो

हमारा बचपना हमसे फिर मिलातीं हो

मगर हमारी एक शिकायत है तुमसे

इसे हमारा प्यार कहलो या हमारा डर

नहीं मेरी शिकायत तुम्हारे प्यार से नहीं

नाहीं तुम्हारे प्यार करने के तर्रिकों से

मुझे शिकायत है तो तुम्हारे चले जाने से

मुझे नहीं मंज़ूर तुम्हारा हमसे दूर हो जाना

मुझे डर है तुम्हारे ना लौटने का

मुझे इस ख़याल से ख़ौफ़ आटा है

क्या तुम इस बार रुख़ सकते हो

हमें नहीं गुजरना फिर उन्ही बेचैन पलों से

बारिश के चले जाने पर तुम

बारिश से मिट्टी की महक बनकर ।

ልvis

[dessavitale]

It's monsoon and time for anuv jain::::: do listen Jo tum mere ho

[blushtoned]

Guys be like I like girls with long /short hair but never be like " Jhatak kar zulf Jab tum tauliye se Baarishein aazad karti ho Acha lagta hai "

[pct-zindabad]

Danday geradiye, saath meh Kohli k hosh uradiye, KL Rahul nay Shaheen kho dekh kar dawat nama ke kagazaat jaladiye, aur baarishein k intezaam aap dil laga kar kardijiye, aqaab neh picha-lay saal ke sab dukh aikhi din meh sehladiye

2nd Sept, 2023

[the-sound-ofrain]

Na anarkali, na titli - ye kaisi baarishein hai

[wannabewritersposts]

Khuwahishein, baarishein, ranjishein, bandishein;

Sab kay sab miley humein apne hi naseeb mein

[lucian-evander]

Hey !! For the flower themed ask:

—————— ♡

lilac— is there anyone you currently miss right now? if so, who?

azalea— what is the most recent song you listened to? how do you feel about it?

cosmos— what's the best compliment you've ever received? who was it from?

zinnia— would you say you think more with your head or with your heart?

freesia— what do you want people to remember you for? (serious or non-serious answers)

Lilac : if i'm honest i guess my previous self ? I mean i don't really feel like i have anything in common with him anymore and that's weird like i remember some stuff and don't really feel like that was me ?

Azalea : baarishein by anuv jain (found it above that drarry fic you reblogged) peacefull and beautiful

Cosmos : idk i guess when people are like ''it's cool to meet someone who says what he thinks '' because that's something people tends to dislike about me usually. Also @love-has-a-way-ofgrowingbackward said i gave off cool boots vibes 😌 and @tamaraheartz said i had jack sparrow vibes once 🙃😂

Zinnia : i overthink it in every way then get tired of my brain and choose the easiest or more instinctive option...

Freesia : i want to be forgotten i think. There's nothing really good or important for people irl to remember me and i mean that in a the stuff that matters about myself i'm the only one who could remember it way . My familly will remember me by their biased visions of me anyway so whatever and the few people irl i care about i'd rather want them to forget they ever crossed me . I kinda would like if my mutuals remembered me as a chaotic weirdo who still was an ok guy though .

[kindacademia]

Love, Life and the Rain

Or a collection of some of my favorite song lyrics around the rain<33

Pehli Baarish Akansha Bhandari//Fearless Taylor Swift//Baarishein Anuv Jain// Angel Baby Troy Sivan//Nazm Nazm Arko// Midnight Rain Taylor Swift// Cham Cham Monali Thakur, Meet Bros.// Buddhu Sa Man Amaal Malik Armaan Malik// Forever Rain RM