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[ladydarkey]

Bheem and Ram in their Battle-outfits

The boys went on an adventure. On their mission, they had to get past the mountains and find their path through the fresh snow.

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[mesimpleone]

We wanted the freedom to love. We wanted the freedom to choose. Now we have to fight for it. 🌊🔥🫂@boochhaan @stanleykubricks @doodlesofthelastpage @ladydarkey @rosayounan @burningsheepcrown @eremin0109 @tarakisms-blog @ronaldofandom @yehsahihai @teddybat24 @celebrrration @ramcharantitties @rambheemlove @rambheem-is-real @milla984 @dumdaradumdaradum @jrntrtitties @carminavulcana @rapunzels-stuff @meastradeur @rambheemisgoated @ramfanatic @fangirlshrewt97 @filesbeorganized @stuckyandlarrystuff @justmeand-myinsight @mishackles89 @sally-for-sally #prompt: soulmates #day3 #prompt:misunderstanding

[verobatto]

Hi people! I'm back with some destiel for all of you!

This work was written for @reverseprompts : "Books of Whimsy"

You can find the post here.

Title: "The Lost Princess."

Art and story by: BENKA79 (verobatto)

Rated: Mature

Pairing: Dean/Castiel

Length: 4.6k

Beta reader: @queer-dancing-fandom-nerd

Warnings: N/A

Tags: childhood friends, miscommunication, friends to lovers, fluff and light angst, happy ending. Dean's POV, modern setting, CEO!Castiel, par time worker!Dean, top!Castiel/bottom!Dean, first time together, live confession, first kiss, two dumbasses in love, misunderstandings, flirting, smut.

Summary:

Is it fine to love your best friend in silence?

Is it dumb to wish a fairy tale to come true?

Link yo fic on AO3

Art under the cut

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[aneshb25]

THE BOYS..

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[beingmes-blog]

In An Interview

Interview guy: *Ask S.S Rajamoli* "so you have worked with them and you have a very good bond with them, so can you tell who is a definition of 'Bad boy' 😈 and 'Good boy' " 😇?

S.S Rajamoli: "Tarak is the 'Bad boy' And Charan is a 'Good boy' "

Tarak : (smirk) wishper in Charan's ear " your indeed a really good boy"

Charan: *Shyly awkward smile*

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[rosayounan]

You Will Be My Better Half- Part 2

Ram wasn’t sure what it was exactly that has woken him. He took in the sounds around him before opening his eyes. 

The fire was still roaring with a crackle, the crickets still chirping their songs to one another. Another sound took his attention though. A gasp or moan perhaps? Ram opened his eyes and looked over at his brother who seemed to be sleeping. But something didn’t sit right with the officer and he knew to always listen to his gut. 

He turned closer to the sleeping man and upon closer inspection, noticed something was wrong. Bheem’s face was twisted in distress and sweat poured on his forehead. He kept twitching and moving as if in pain. His breath had quickened and was coming out in sharp gasps.

“Bheem?” Ram whispered leaning over and touching his shoulder gently, “Bheem?”

The man showed no signs of waking up and began thrashing.

“Rukana!” He moaned head turning from side to side, “Mujhe akela chhod do!” 

“Bheem, come on wake up,” Ram held his face in his hands hoping to calm him down.

Bheem yelled out, “Mainne kuchh nahin kiya!”

“Bheem!” Ram shook him by the shoulders roughly.

With an abrupt shout, Bheem jumped awake. 

“Bheem?” Ram held the man’s collar with both hands, wondering if the worst was over. 

Bheem stared at him with wide eyes, shining in the firelight. His breath was coming in sharp gasps. Ram hated the fear that he saw in his brother’s eyes.“

Bheem?” He whispered softly caressing his face, hoping some recognition would spark in his eyes. 

“Where?” Bheem gasped holding Ram’s arm tight enough to bruise. 

“It’s alright,” Ram reassured gently, “We’re camping out away from the city. It’s okay, we’re safe.”

Bheem looked around them frantically before connecting his gaze back on Ram, “Mainne kuchh nahin kiya, anna,” He repeated close to tears.

“I know, I know,” Ram stroked his hair calmly, “It’s okay. Their gone.”

A deep shudder ran through Bheem and Ram pulled his head to it was resting on his chest. He rubbed his hand up and down Bheem’s back as he felt the shakes overtake him. 

“What happened?” He whispered in his ear and leaned close when Bheem did not answer, “Hm?”

“They were hurting Mali,” Bheem spoke softly, “I stopped them but they grabbed me. They had whips.”

Ram swallowed closing his eyes as tears burned his eyes. He rested his head in Bheem’s hair hiding the emotion deep in his heart. He silently cursed Governor Scott and what they had forced him to do to his brother. He wished that dog was alive so Ram could kill him and his monster of a wife again. But now was not the time for anger.

Ram sat up straighter and leaned against a tree, pulling Bheem onto his lap with him. Bheem kept a hold of his arm but Ram kept his other free hand in his hair. He understood that his brother may not sleep tonight. Many a time, Ram himself had suffered a sleepless night due to visions of bloodshed in his mind. Those demons threatened to swallow him alive in his dreams. 

Ram reached over and took the water skin they had along with the blanket. He handed the skin to Bheem with a light order, “Drink.”

Bheem did not argue and sat up a bit to drink. Ram draped the blanket over them both. 

Once Bheem had filled his thirst he handed the skin back. Ram in turn poured some of the cool water onto his hand and mopped his brother’s face, dousing some of the heat radiating from him. Bheem allowed him to clean his face and simply rested back onto his anna’s lap. 

Ram was unsure of what to do to help his brother. He knew that nothing he said could remove the images of the hell they had endured. Yet, somehow Bheem was always able to help pull Ram out of the trenches of his own mind. Often just Bheem’s presence was enough to comfort him. 

Ram held him closer and rubbed his back.  “I’m here.” He whispered, “I’m here.”

Bheem relaxed somewhat and rested with his back against Ram’s chest. Hearing the rhythmic thud of his Ram’s heart soothed him, along with the sounds of the forest in the night. He closed his eyes. Bheem felt a hand in his hair soothing him and calming his own racing heart. The distinct sound of humming filled his ears and Bheem couldn’t hold back the smile. 

“Sydney nagaram chese neeram, innalu ninnu dhachunchindhi.” Ram’s voice carried the tune softly and Bheem could feel the rumble in his chest and he sang softly. 

Bheem found himself signing along with the tune quietly as he lay in his brother’s arms, “Sigga paduthu thappe thelisi ee rojaina chupinchindhi.”

 Both men found themselves singing and humming the song for a while. It seemed to relax them both and Bheem found his eyes feeling heavy as sleep pulled at him. Ram kept a hand on his back rubbing up and down warmly. He relaxed fully against the tree staring at the embers of the fire that glowed a deep orange. 

Neither man remembered when they fell asleep, but soon both had drifted off close to each other. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~  Apologies if the Hindi translations are not correct. Feel free to share any corrections, I love to learn. 

Rukana= Stop Mujhe akela chhod do = Leave me alone Mainne kuchh nahin kiya= I didn’t do anything  Well, there’s part 2 for you guys. Sorry that it wasn’t longer but I was struggling with where I should end it. Really wanted an emotional piece with Ram being a good brother! Please share you thoughts in the comments and if you think I should continue this, please let me know.  OR if you have some other good brother plots, please feel free to message me and share! I LOVE new ideas! I will again tag some of my followers, authors I’ve seen and more. Sorry if I forgot you, I’m new to Tumblr!

Happy Friday!

[sada-siva-sanyaasi]

jakkana universe masterlist

So, I don't want to focus on linking all the pics every time and get confused, and so I'm making this masterlist for easier navigation for all of us :)

Tags are open!

RRR:

CAPTURE YOU:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Green

Blue

Red

Headcannons from Capture You Universe:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

CHANDAMAMA:

Prologue

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Epilogue

One Shots:

Soft

Mine | Ours

Decisions

Touch

BAHUBALI:

JAGADEKA VEERUDU ATHILOKA SUNDARI:

Prologue

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

Part 13

Part 14

Last updated: 15-10-2023 17:19 IST

Taglist!

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[lovingperfectionwonderland]

When I say 'every picture tells a story'. This is what I mean. Look at these pictures......😭😭😭 4th picture z me as charan looking at Tarak while ignoring the whole world 😁😁

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[ladydarkey]

A moodboard dedicated to @doodlesofthelastpage ❤️

Yes not a collage, a moodboard.. because you will get into a certain mood by looking at those thighs, shoulders, chesthair, veins 👀

Love ya ❤️

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Tagging everybody who could be interested:

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[mesimpleone]

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[verobatto]

Written for the @fanficlounge 's WPC

Title: "Truth Comes With A Kiss."

Author and Artist: BENKA79

Pairing: Dean Winchester/Castiel

Rated: Teen and Up

Length: 800 words

Warnings: N/A

Tags: Saint Valentine's fic, curse, Sam Knows, Sam ships Destiel, love confessions, first kiss.

Summary:

Dean Winchester is cursed by a witch. The curse: he'll confess his true feeling to the love of his life. And Sam knows who that person is.

Link to fic on AO3

Tags under the cut...

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[aneshb25]

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In our Bengali tradition, there is a saying that during sidoor-daan, the ritual when the groom draws the sindoor rekha on the bride’s forehead,during then if the red dust falls on the bride’s nose bridge, it means the bride is blessed  with a happy marriage.

So, while drawing this, inspired by THE ICONIC SCENE (you know which scene) from the movie, I just had to draw that little detail 🙈

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[beingmes-blog]

Idk but he really looks cute in glasses

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[ronaldofandom]

RRR in Japan - Part 2

The hotness in these pics my god. All three of them looking so so cool. And my baby Tarak is looking so hot 🥰💕❤️💃

Seriously guys - I am melting looking at these pics.

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[rosayounan]

Feel My Love

   It was already getting late in the evening and Bheem still had yet to see Ram touch the plate of food he had left for him. The food had been left untouched. Ram was sitting at desk, writing for what felt like hours. The sun had set a while ago and he had only gotten up from his seat to light a few candles. Bheem knew enough was enough. 

Ram needed to stop overworking now. 

“Bhaee?” He came over leaning on the desk that Ram was writing on, surrounded by his books, “It’s getting late.”

“Mmm-hmm,” Ram nodded continuing his writing.

“Anna,” Bheem touched his shoulder, “You’ve been at this for hours now. Come on.”

Ram dropped his pencil and sighed stretching, “I know but… I’m just missing something.”

Bheem nodded, “We’ll find out more tomorrow, after you get some sleep.” 

Ram shook his head, “Not tired now.”

“Sure,” Bheem crossed his arms, “Cause sitting for all these hours definitely is energizing.”

Ram smirked, “You sound like Seetha.”

“She’s right,” Bheem smiled, “Don’t tell her I said that.” 

Ram poked his brother’s side playfully and Bheem chuckled. 

“You do need to sleep though, anna.” He went straight back to his point.

Ram was quiet for some time and for a moment Bheem wondered if he was even listening to him. He just stared at his opened journal.

“Ram?” Bheem spoke.

“I can’t,” Ram shook his head in frustration, “I can’t…sleep.”

Bheem’s gaze softened as he understood the meaning behind his brother’s words. It wasn’t just now he was talking about. Sleeping, in general, posed a problem for Ram. Now that Bheem understood more of Ram’s childhood, he understood why sleeping would be difficult. The man probably just tried to evade sleep all together to minimize nightmare and dark thoughts from his past. 

“Anna,” He tipped Ram’s chin so he could meet his eyes, “Why didn’t you say something?” Ram sighed running a hand through his hair, “No point really. Nothing to be done about it, so why bother others?”

Bheem tisked him gently “I’m not others.”

He walked behind him holding his shoulders and began to gently knead the tight spots he found. Bheem remembered when the children in the village had a difficult time sleeping, the elders use to rub them down they slept. Bheem thought it would work well now. 

He started gently, just allowing Ram to get used to the touch and to see where the problem spots were. Ram tensed at first, but after a few minutes he loosened up and allowed Bheem do his work. His neck was tight, probably due to too much writing, but Bheem noticed his shoulders were much more tight. He used his thumb to gently knead through the tension, trying to be gentle but firm, with the intent to soothe. 

Ram had exhaled a few times and Bheem was pleased to hear the sound. 

“Good?” He asked hoping it was helping. 

“Yes,” Ram smirked surprised by this secret talent of Bheem. 

“See?” Bheem frowned as he found a tight spot in Ram’s shoulder, “You’re working too much, bhaee.”

Ram inhaled sharply at the soreness.

“Sorry,” His brother whispered, “Just let me get it.”

Ram leaned back as Bheem worked on his shoulders. He felt himself relax as the tension simply drained out of him. Bheem was not overly rough but firm enough that it was helping to loosen him. He could feel his eyes grow heavy as he leaned into the warmth of Bheem’s hands, which were lulling him to sleep. 

“Bhaee?” Bheem’s voice reached his ears.

“Hm?” Ram’s eyes snapped open.

“I said, are you okay?” Bheem’s face came into his vision as the man squatted down in front of the chair he sat in.

“Sorry,” Ram laughed, “I was sleeping.”

“Ah-ha,” Bheem titled his head, “So it’s helping, hm?”

Ram nodded.

“Come on,” Bheem pulled him out of the chair and led him to the bed. He pulled the blankets back, “Off with this.” He motioned to Ram’s white shirt.

Ram smirked but did as he was instructed, “Yes Mom.” 

The comment earned him a light spank. He sat down on the bed and watched as Bheem knelt down to remove his shoes.

“No Bheem…” He was about to protest.

“Shh,” Bheem gave him a stern look, which still of course looked gentle to Ram. He pulled off his shoes, “Lay down.”

Ram sighed knowing he wasn’t going to win this argument when Bheem was in care mode. He laid down on his stomach, breathing out as the cool blankets almost embraced him. He could hear Bheem bustling around before the side of the bed dipped as his brother sat next to him. Ram turned his head to see Bheem warming some oil in his hands.

“Close your eyes, bhaee.” Bheem spoke softly now. 

Ram did so, laying his head back on the pillow. He felt something tight release in him as Bheem’s large warm hands massaged his back. His hands were incredible gently and the oil smelled pleasant. It reminded him of Bheem’s scent, earthy and warm. Ram exhaled deeply as the kinks in his lower back lessened. 

Bheem tisked at him again, rubbing firmly as he sat next to him, “No wonder you can’t sleep, anna. You’ll hurt yourself like this. You work too much.”

Ram didn’t know what to say. He wasn’t used to anybody caring so deeply for his well-being before. He never received physical touch in a positive way for all his adult life. Bheem however, was always giving him hugs, tickles, laying an arm around his shoulders or placing a gentle hand on his thigh. It kept surprising Ram when he did that. 

No one had ever done that before. 

Not since his mother…

The thought of her filled his mind. Her voice, her laugh, her strength. Ram remembered how she used to rub his back like this when he couldn’t sleep or was sick. The memory made his throat tighten and his eyes water.

“Nuvva bagunnava, anna?” (Are you okay?) Bheem asked as he continued his kneaded and stroking. He wanted to make sure his anna was not in pain. 

Ram nodded not trusting his voice at the moment. Yet Bheem knew him better than anyone. He could read him like an open book. Feel Ram’s emotions as if they were a very part of himself. It was a connection they just both had. Feeling each other’s pain so very physically, that they knew what was said in silence between them. 

In the quiet room, lit with only candles, Bheem stopped his rubbing. He simply kept his hand on Ram’s back. A steady presence. A strong wave calming raging fire. 

“Yah kya hai, bhaee?” (What is it, brother?) Bheem spoke softly in his ear.

It broke Ram.

He sobbed out loud, covering his eyes with his hand as his shoulders shook with emotion. His breath was hitching as more hiccuping sobs escaped from him. 

“Ayyo,” Bheem pulled him close, wrapping him tightly in his arms, “It’s okay, anna. It’s okay.” He rubbed his back some more, rocking him gently, “I’m here.”

Ram couldn’t stop the tears and he felt ashamed of himself. “I’m sorry,” He gasped, voice high with emotion, “I’m sorry. I don’t know why…”

Bheem kissed his hair, “Shhh. Shh. It’s okay. Don’t be sorry. I’m here, I’ve got you, bhaee. Let it out. Let it all out.”

Ram buried his face in his brother’s strong chest, feeling the rhythmic thumping of his heart. It soothed him. He stayed there for some time. Gripping onto Bheem like a lifeline and Bheem keeping him wrapped close. 

Neither man could pull away and they lost track of time. They were both just focused on each other. 

“You’re exhausted, anna,” Bheem finally broke the silence with a whisper, “Your mind is tired. You need rest.”

Ram let go of his grip on Bheem’s shirt and Bheem released from the embrace. They kept a grip on their hands however. 

“My mother,” Ram admitted softly looking at Bheem, who was grasping his hand, “She use to…she use to rub my back like that.”

Bheem’s eyes held pain inside them as he listened to his brother’s words. He understood now the reason behind the tears. His brother had not received a embrace or had been touched at all since that time of his childhood. The thought broke Bheem’s heart and he felt his own eyes fill with tears with this thought. The thought of his anna, living a life of solitude while trying to fulfill his father’s mission. 

Alone with no comfort from anyone.

Ram must’ve seen the look on his face because he squeezed Bheem’s hand harder “It’s okay. I don’t even…”

Bheem held his face in hands and kissed him on the head tenderly, silencing whatever excuse Ram would make. He stroked his cheek, silencing him completely. His gaze intense but soft. Ram could understand the words unspoken in the quiet of the night.    

“Forgive me,” Bheem leaned his head against Ram’s, “I didn’t know, anna.”

“Bheem,” Ram smiled softly, brushing his fingers over his brother’s beard, “It’s okay, really.”

Bheem shook his head, “Rest now.”

Ram did rest, turning on his side facing Bheem still. He draped his arm over his brother’s lap and Bheem took his hand and squeezed it softly. He used his other hand to continue massaging his brother’s back. After some time, Ram finally fell asleep, snoring lightly. 

Bheem smiled as he watched his brother sleep. He ran a hand through his anna’s hair softly. Even though Ram was fast asleep, Bheem found himself continuing to massage his back. He’d be lying if he didn’t admit it was soothing for himself as well. 

Now that he was beginning to understand some of the reasons behind Ram’s introverted side, Bheem vowed to never let his anna go a day without feeling loved. He would care for brother, as Ram had cared for him all this time as well. 

“I’ll always be here, anna.” He whispered knowing Ram didn’t hear him, but feeling the need to tell him aloud either way. 

And Bheem made another promise to himself silently in the night, as he watched his brother sleep in his arms soundly. 

Ram was going to get massages from him as often as he could.

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Apologies for this piece being late but school and work take up too much time! This was in response to a canon I wrote some time ago. Let me know what you think please! 

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