#bheem's little meow meow

[fangirlshrewt97]

Bheem: So...Ram, how are you liking our new kitten?

Ram, holding Raju the cat: He's alright, I guess. Still don't need him.

Bheem: You sure about that?

Ram, petting Raju while he sleeps: Of course I'm sure, why?

Bheem, watching Ram cuddling Raju and soothing him: Oh, no reason

[rambheemisgoated]

I posted 427 times in 2022

That's 427 more posts than 2021!

56 posts created (13%)

371 posts reblogged (87%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@thewinchestergirl1208

@sulthaaan

@fangirlshrewt97

@yehsahihai

I tagged 60 of my posts in 2022

#rambheem - 41 posts

#rrr - 34 posts

#bheems little meow meow - 25 posts

#rambheem headcannons - 24 posts

#incorrect rambheem quotes - 23 posts

#rambheem memes - 18 posts

#incorrect rrr quotes - 16 posts

#rrr memes - 13 posts

#rambheem fanfic - 11 posts

#ram x bheem - 10 posts

Longest Tag: 132 characters

#remember ram just saying fuck it to his life purpose for bheem and meticulously emptying gunpowder from every rifle needed by guards

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

See the full post

75 notes - Posted August 13, 2022

#4

Ram: Trying to work out

No one:

Bheem:

See the full post

75 notes - Posted June 8, 2022

#3

Bheem: *Gently runs his finger down Ram's face as they are cuddling alone at night*

You're so bloody gorgeous, I'm gonna paint this face

Ram: *alarmingly red and suddenly very eager* W-wow, really? Right now?

Bheem: You want it right now?

Ram: *almost whimpering* yes please

Bheem: Okay, sit up, I'll be right back

Bheem: *returning with paper and actual paints* let's get started then

Ram:

Ram: *staring into the camera as if he's in the office*

90 notes - Posted July 11, 2022

#2

Ram: Great news! I have found the source of all my problems.

Seetha:

Ram:

Bheem:

Ram:

Jenny: and the bad news?

Ram: *tearing up* it's me

97 notes - Posted June 5, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Do you see a difference? Cus all I see is (say it with me now) BHEEM'S LITTLE MEOW MEOW

111 notes - Posted June 19, 2022

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[ronnoxandlumoss]

I posted 457 times in 2022

That's 457 more posts than 2021!

40 posts created (9%)

417 posts reblogged (91%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@yehsahihai

@thewinchestergirl1208

@voidsteffy

@sulthaaan

@geeko-sapiens

I tagged 54 of my posts in 2022

#desiblr - 19 posts

#desi tumblr - 12 posts

#desi tag - 12 posts

#bheems little meow meow - 10 posts

#rambheem - 9 posts

#desi - 9 posts

#rambheem fanfic - 4 posts

#desi lgbtq - 4 posts

#desi stuff - 4 posts

#rrr - 3 posts

Longest Tag: 83 characters

#i dont know why but i think petting ram would be bheems chosen form of self comfort

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Krishna simps I need yall to tell me what you guys do for him on janamashtami because I wanna be extra tomorrow

54 notes - Posted August 17, 2022

#4

Ram is a cat/tiger

Change my mind, you cant

-the wtf you're so dumb look he gives Bheem when bheem is being all innocent and clueless about Jenny

-the sheer slyness of that tyre puncture, the way he was so proud of himself like the cat who knocked over the cup of water

-the way he preens when bheem compliments (*cough* worships *cough*) him

-the way my guy roars in the interval fight scene (which yes, was dominated by bheem, is bheem's, bheem owns it. If it wasn't about Malli, bheem would have won. But that's the thing about their relationship! They challenge each other perfectly at each others levels with their different strengths and opposite personalities, while understanding each other's depth and temperament in a way no one else can)

- He is sheer chaos for the whole time that he's awake

- looks adorable sleeping

-will sleep anywhere (see: on top of books)

-graceful bastard

-overall cat okay?

-He really is bheem's little meow meow

71 notes - Posted May 28, 2022

#3

Y'all ever look around at yourself and then the people who chose you and realise, 'holy shit, why did these angelic people pick me, a human embodiment of a sour inflated binbag?'

76 notes - Posted July 10, 2022

#2

Okay so I'm kind of young, right?

I grew up listening to "Mai Agar kahoon," and I've watched Om Shaanti Om but I don't remember it at all. It came out when I was 4.

I don't know why I haven't re watched the movie ever.

But I just had a talk with mom and apparently Mai Agar Kahoon is a romance song????

I always thought it was a double meaning manipulation song disguised as a romance song and the story must be that the guy is in some way betraying/lying to/manipulating the girl he is singing this to. But nope, mom says it's just a romance song.

But listen to the way its sung!

"Taareef ye bhi to, sach hai, kuch bhi nahi" (Even all praise for you, it's true, is not enough/is nothing)

But the way its sung, it sounds like

"Taareef ye bhi to, sach hai kuch bhi nahi" (even with all this praise for you, nothing from what I'm saying is true)

And then the general vibe and the beginning melody of the song has always sounded more intense, tense and ominous to me than romantic

Anyone? Am I being weird or do you see it?

I have thought it was a manipulative song since I was a kid, help???

78 notes - Posted August 9, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I JUST LEARNED THAT GAY MEN ARE CALLED MEETHA IN HINDI AND GAY GIRLS ARE CALLED KHATTI AND I JUST THINK THATS REALLY BEAUTIFUL OKAY?!

Like I think it's meant to be an insult but I'm claiming it

IM KHATTI AND YOU CAN SUCK ON THAT UNTIL YOUR FACE SCRUNCHES UP FROM THE SOUR

581 notes - Posted June 9, 2022

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[burningsheepcrown]

@bromance-minus-the-b 's fic gave me too many emotions everyone pls read it 😭😭

[hissterical-nyaan]

Ram : I know you think my judgement is clouded cause I like Bheem a little bit

Babai : You doodled your wedding invitation

Ram : No, that's our joint memorial

Babai : My mistake

[stabasoccasionserves]

Can not get over the fact that bheem will go through anything and everything, even ram, to do what he needs to do but ram cannot. He cannot sacrifice bheem to reach his goal, he'll crawl towards it for the rest of his life rather. It isn't until bheem becomes his goal that he's succeeds, holfd on im-

[fangirlshrewt97]

Computer: Please enter a password.

Ram: *Types in ‘Bheem’*

Computer: Your password is weak.

Ram: How DARE YOU TALK ABOUT BHEEM LIKE THAT?

---

Computer: Please enter a password.

Bheem: *Types in ‘AlluriSitaramaRaju’*

Computer: Your password is too long.

Bheem:

Bheem: *backspaces the password*

Bheem: *Types in 'BheemsMeowMeow20'*

Computer: Your password is strong.

[fangirlshrewt97]

Ram: I wish I was a cat, but not in a furry kinda way, more like a “I can sleep all day and hit people with no consequences” kinda way.

Ram: and the "Bheem would pet me as much as I wanted" kind of way.

[fangirlshrewt97]

Sita: *rolls over in bed* Bangaram, are you awake?

Jenny: *rolls over too* Hey…yes *kisses her nose*

-

Bheem: *rolls over in bed* Rama, are you awake?

Ram: *violently flops over, pulls blanket over his head* No.

[fangirlshrewt97]

Straying into My Heart

Partially inspired by the absolutely delightful tag: Bheem’s little meow meow (which I think was coined by @rambheem-is-real, but if not, let me know who to acknowledge!)

A swift kick against his door startled Ram from his chair. Quickly moving to unlock the door, he grabbed a pocket knife which he kept curled behind his back. And yet, when he opened the door, he was met with a sight so baffling the knife fell onto the small stool beside him. 

Standing in the doorway, covered in mud and sand, with his jet black curls now a pale brown was Akthar. Specifically, he was in an equally dirty dothi, and in hands a squirming mass wrapped in a towel. Outside the drizzle turned into a downpour. 

"Oh thank God you were home, I was worried I may have to break the door to get in." Akthar said as he shouldered past Ram, who was still frozen with a half open mouth. "Anna close the door or you'll let the water in!"

Mechanically locking the door, Ram followed Akthar, grimacing as he caught sight of the muddy footprints. At least the younger man had avoided dripping any onto his books. In the small bathroom, Ram found Akthar with his sleeves rolled up, humming a song that was being drowned out by the whimpers of whatever was inside the towel. 

"Akthar, what the hell is going on? What is in the towel? Why are you covered in mud?!" Ram exclaimed. 

Akthar looked at him apologetically. "Sorry about disturbing you Anna, i just didn't want to aggravate his injuries farther and your place was closer than mine." 

"Him? Injured? What are you taking about?" 

In lieu of answering, Akthar unwrapped the towel, revealing a very angry cat that tried to lunge at Ram, claws gleaming in the sunlight filtering through the window. Ram backed away in surprise, arms raised to protect himself, but Akthar caught hold of the animal, grip strong enough that no amount of squirming would let him be released.

It was...it wasn't a particularly attractive cat, covered as it was in mud. One of it's ears was weirdly shaped and Ram realized it was too straight a wound to not have been man made. Above it's piercing black eyes was a small cut, and in them was a fury at being manhandled. Ram would have laughed if he didn't get the distinct feeling this cat was battle hardened and would aim for his throat.

"Ay, ay, just relax little one, I'm trying to help you!" Akthar cooed at the cat, bring it to his chest and running one of his huge hands down its back. He kept up the cooing until the cat stopped shredding at his arms and relaxed slightly, realizing they weren't going to hurt him further.

Akthar beamed the cat, cuddling the thing closer as he switched to whispering nonsense at whole simultaneously wetting the old towel in the water. Then switching his hold to pin the cat to him, he started to clean it, matching the volume of his comforting words to the volume of the cats yowls.

Ram stayed where he was, mesmerized as Akthar managed to turn the feral animal into a tame one.

He did notice when the water started running red. The cat must have been seriously injured to have that much blood on him.

Once Akthar had gotten the cat as clean as he could manage he turned to Ram.

"Anna, could you take him while I clean myself up?"

"Me?" Ram asked, strangled. "I-uh, I'm not the best with....animals." he finished lamely.

"Nonsense, look at him, he's exhausted. You just plop him down on a pillow and I am sure he will go right to sleep." He lifted the cat to look him in the eyes. "Yes you will won't you? Because you're such a brave and handsome and good kitten..."

Ram felt oddly like he was dying as he watched Akthar praise the cat more.

And an even odder desire to be the cat.

“Right. Just. Hold on a minute!” Ram yelled over his shoulder as he dashed back into his room, taking out his bigger shirt and loosest pants and a clean towel. He left them in a stool near the bathroom door.

“For when you are done cleaning yourself. Remember to also clean the mud from the bathroom too?” Ram asked, gulping as he stretched his arms away from himself.

Akthar laughed. “Anna, if you try to hold him like that he will be scared. Cats usually scratch people because they don’t feel secure. Here, come closer for a minute.”

“Akthar…”

“Just trust me.” Akthar said, looking at him with such a warm smile Ram melted to his knees in front of him on the dry side of the bathroom threshold..

Akthar switched to hold the cat in one hand, the beast still looking at him imperiously but secure in its position. Akthar positioned his hands and told him to hold them steady as he transferred the bundle of cat and towel into Ram’s arms.

Ram stiffened as the animal sat in his hands, both human and animal evaluating each other. Ram’s eyes widened in panic as the cat started to stiffen in his ow arms, preparing for an attack, only for Akthar to start stroking him over the towel again. He kept doing it till the animal calmed down, and Ram had a second of wanting Akthar to calm him the same way.

“There we go. Go on Anna, I will be out in a few minutes. Just put him down on the warmest part of the floor, and lock the doors so he doesn’t run away. He is quite tired, I’m sure he will fall asleep right away.” Akthar said as he pushed at Ram.

Ram kept his eyes trained on the cat, but as Akthar said, the cat merely yawned and rubbed itself on his chest before settling into his arms. Swallowing a lump in his throat, Ram went to the place near his big window, lowering himself to the ground before gently laying the cat on the floor.

The cat squirmed inside the towel some more, stretching again as it yawned before curling into itself.

Tentatively, Ram lay an arm on it’s side, pressing his hand more firmly when the cat didn’t react.

Now that he had been cleaned, one could see the cat had dark black fur, with a white belly, and a white stripe on one of it’s feet, plus a few on it’s tail.

Ram started running his fingers through his fur, softly at first, then sinking them in a little deeper. He paused when he felt vibrations beneath his hand, but then continued when the cat kept sleeping.

That was how Akthar found him, Ram sitting against the wall, one hand on top of the cat’s head, and the other stroking him.

“See, I told you you’d like him.” Akthar whispered as he lowered himself on Ram’s other side so that the cat lay between their thighs.

Ram’s lips curled upward. “I’ve never had a lot of chance to interact with animals. Or the desire to. Mostly I ignored them, and they ignored me.”

Akthar hummed. “Animals are wonderful Anna. So smart and they feel just as much as we do. They also love their cubs, they play with their kittens, they feel hunger and  fear and anger. People all like to claim that we are so much better than these other creatures, but look at the state of us. I look at them, and,” Akthar shrugged. “Life might be a lot simpler if we had been born anything but human.”

Ram’s heart ached at the deep sadness in Akthar��s voice, but he didn’t know the words to help him.

Akthar shifted to lift the cat, and before Ram could protest, placed him on Ram’s lap. The cat blinked his eyes open for a minute before turning until he found a comfortable position. Namely, trying to burrow into Ram’s stomach.

“What do you think we should name him?” Akthar asked, breath fanning across Ram’s cheeks as the younger man leaned over his shoulder.

Ram tried to contain his shiver, the combination of Akthar’s soft voice, warm body at his back, and the adoring look he was directing at him all being fatal to his concentration.

“Um.”

Akthar giggled, before running a hand over the cat’s head, fingers brushing over Ram’s stomach.

Ram did not whimper.

It was close though.

“If you name it you get attached to it. Are you planning on keeping him?” Ram finally managed to ask, so grateful his voice did not crack.

Akthar bit his lip as he scratched his head, and god why was Ram so weak?

“I was hoping you would?” Akthar asked, and Ram’s world shifted back into focus.

“Wait, what?”

“It’s just. Well you see my sister is allergic to cats, and I don’t want to put him back in the street Anna, look at him. I found him shivering under a crate, he had been so scratched up by some other street cats and starving. He practically swallowed both the fish I gave him. It was only after he had finished eating that I could get him still enough to be picked up.”

Ram stared down at the cat, and then back at Akthar’s doe eyes, so filled with hope.

“Absolutely not.”

Akthar’s pout magnified, eyes somehow getting even larger. “Don’t say that Anna, where will he go?”

To make matters worse, Akthar was now leaning on him, one arm curling at Ram’s elbow, and damn it no, he had a mission, he could not afford a pet!

“Akthar, when I am out at work, I can’t leave him here by himself! All my books will be destroyed!” Ram said, the excuse sounding pathetic to him.

Akthar sat up again, “That’s not a problem Anna, I can come by during my lunch breaks and before I go for work to feed him, I can take care of him all by myself, could you please just let him stay here?”

Ram looked at him helplessly, feeling how close he was to caving, but he shook his head.

“I’m really sorry Akthar, I can’t.”

Akthar’s shoulders slumped as his smile disappeared, face disappointed as he looked at the cat. Ram wanted that look gone.

“Wait, how about we ask the family downstairs? The grandmother with the two grandchildren who always gives you laddus?”

Akthar’s eyes lit up. “Bhagya didi? Anna that is a great idea!”

Ram ducked his head, feeling himself flush. “Hmm, I’m sure you can convince them to take him in. You’re very difficult to say no to.”

Akthar leaned in close, and Ram forgot to breathe. “You just told me no.”

Ram’s mouth dropped open, and there must have been some panic showing because Akthar backed away, though he had raised an eyebrow. There was a meow from the cat, and both men turned to it.

“We should still name him.” Akthar said.

“Why?” Ram asked confused.

“Because I found him! That means I get to name him!” Akthar declared, looking so proud of his logic. Ram couldn’t help but watch him with a besotted grin. What a fool he was. And Akthar too.

Knocking his head back against the wall, Ram hummed. “Fine. What do you want to name him?”

Akthar’s expression changed to one of deep concentration, his brows furrowing adorably as he bit his thumb. A minute later he snapped his fingers, eyes alight with mischief. “I know the perfect name for him!”

Ram raised an eyebrow, gaze still focused on the cat he had started stroking again. “Are you going to share your idea?”

“Raju!”

Ram squawked, both at the name and the fact Akthar reached to his lap and lifted the cat again who hissed in displeasure at being so rudely woken but blinked at the other man.

“What do you say dearest? Are you Raju? Yes you are, oh that name suits you!” Akthar cooed while Ram gaped at him.

“We are not calling him Raju!” Ram finally rasped out, and now it was Akthar’s turn to look at him with a raised eyebrow.

“And why not Anna? You said I could name him. I want to name him Raju.” Akthar said firmly. Then he pressed a kiss to the top of the cat’s head. “Yes, you are my precious Raju aren’t you, so handsome and well-behaved.”

Ram whimpered faintly. Is this what dying felt like. How pathetic.

“Why Raju…” he begged, voice still faint as he continued watching Akthar shower affection on the cat.

He refused to be jealous of the cat.

God, he was doing a terrible job of it.

Akthar laughed, still not looking at him. “Because. He is handsome, and brave, and so strong. Just like you!”

That whimper definitely escaped him because Akthar finally lowered the cat to look at him, eyes widening at the sight of Ram.

“Anna! Are you ok?”

Was Ram ok? No. Definitely not.

He gave him his faintest smile and a thumbs up before leaving the room. With dignity.

He did not run out of the room. The disturbed papers floating to the ground in his wake had nothing to do with the speed of his exit.

He splashed his face with water, and looked at himself in the mirror.

“Get it together you idiot.” He hissed at himself before returning to the room. Only, he paused at the corner when he heard Akthar continue speaking.

“Hey you are up! Oh let me see, such big eyes you have, you’re so smart aren’t you. I am going to get you the biggest fish I can find tomorrow as a treat. My little Raju. I will visit you everyday with a fish. You will grow so strong and handsome and rule the streets.”

When Ram dared to peek into the room, he saw Akthar rubbing his forehead against the cat’s face, and the cat in turn had curled his tail around Akthar’s wrist and was purring in delight.

On the other hand, dying by accidentally slipping in his bathroom might be a less painful death than this. At this point he did not think he had any dignity to save.

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@rorapostsbl, @alikokinav, hey since you guys asked to be tagged! What do you think? Did I get the characterization right? And did I name the cat appropriately?

[rambheemisgoated]

Ram: you've all heard of elf on a shelf

Babai:

Ram: now get ready for *climbing onto his desk*

Ram: mentally unstable on a table!

Bheem:

Bheem: I have no idea what elf on a shelf is-

Babai: *leaves*

[rambheemisgoated]

THEY'RE SO BEAUTIFUL

SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP PLEASE I LOVE THEM AAAAAAAA

[rambheemisgoated]

Bheem: *Gently runs his finger down Ram's face as they are cuddling alone at night*

You're so bloody gorgeous, I'm gonna paint this face

Ram: *alarmingly red and suddenly very eager* W-wow, really? Right now?

Bheem: You want it right now?

Ram: *almost whimpering* yes please

Bheem: Okay, sit up, I'll be right back

Bheem: *returning with paper and actual paints* let's get started then

Ram:

Ram: *staring into the camera as if he's in the office*

[rambheemisgoated]

Do you see a difference? Cus all I see is (say it with me now) BHEEM'S LITTLE MEOW MEOW

[rambheemisgoated]

Bheem: *brings home a lil cat*

Ram: *after obligatory period of hating each other that all cats go through* I would die for this cat

Bheem: *while smiling and petting both of them* you would die for a fucking gremlin

Ram: that's literally what I just said

Bheem:

Bheem: did you just call her a gremlin-

Ram: no, you did. *sips tea*

[rambheemisgoated]

Someone really described beard hair as bristles on the face in RamBheem smut and *chefs kiss* this is the quality content I expect from this fandom. It just never disappoints.

I'm in love.

Also yes I'm reading fanfic as a 5am activity. Shhh.