#lavani

[youjustfeelthemforever]

The more I think about it, the more likely it seems that Lavani informing Alek about Arrio is going to be a future plot point. I think it would be really fun if Mechi wasn't okay with a Magite being on Prime without "the proper authorization" and tried to do something about it, and Lavani had to choose between her friend and her people, considering that one of her main traits is her almost overly extreme patriotism.

I think that would be a really cool conflict to see, but regardless I'm excited to see the Magi vs Mechi rivalry explored some more, as I'm sure it will be.

[eedinanews]

ಜನಪಠ್ಯ | ಬಡ್ಡಿ ವ್ಯವಹಾರದ ಧನದಾಹಿ ಬಸವಲಿಂಗಯ್ಯನನ್ನು ಕೊಲೆ ಮಾಡಿದ ಸಂಗ್ಯನ ಲಾವಣಿ

[berryblu-soda]

got a lil too silly for a sec and sampled all known speech bubble text colors to see if they mean anything

so far we got these i think?

what i find most interesting is that out of the "doll set" only victoria seems to have a text color. she´s also very close in color to Kronos´ overall scheme, which i thought was odd but miight just be a coincidence (i am LOOKING and keeping an eye out, Victoria important character supremacy!!!!RAHHHHHH!!!!)

also that Nathan´s aunt has one at all, since not even arrio´s dad or the twins´ mom have one

as for"unnamed reporter", this makes her seem unimportant, i think she matters very much and if im not mistaken shes the same one that was delivering updates to the polaris site (<- or i hallucinated this whole part of canon lmao)

tv news being the same color as Lavani miight just be a tech or easy access color thing, not thinking too hard abt that one

[kbanews]

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[actionkiddy]

Jackie and Lavani with cute animals! These characters are from my Jupiter-Men comic on Webtoon!

[angelitqs]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀randoms usernames by cinnangely ꪆৎ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀@/mieldiaries ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀@/lavanies

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[beas-whump-blog]

@chrumblr-whumblr day 1! The prompt was "blindfolded".

Fandom: Jupiter-Men

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“Hey!” Arrio growled as he was shoved through a doorway—the only reason he knew it was a doorway being that his shoulder slammed into it painfully on the way through. “Watch it!”

He couldn't see a thing, the blindfold over his face keeping even the slightest hint of light from reaching his eyes, and his hands were zip tied behind his back.

He grunted as two hands grabbed him and pushed him roughly against the far wall, fingers grasping his shoulders so tight he could tell it would bruise, even under the double layers of his suit.

“Tell us about your friends, and we'll gladly leave you alone,” said his captor’s gravelly voice. “The superheroes. Who are they, and where did they come from? You people didn't just appear out of nowhere.”

“With a detective like you, who needs me for answers?”

Arrio grunted in pain as a fist drove itself into his stomach, knocking the wind out of him. “Jeez, no need to get grouchy,” he wheezed. “I'm sure we can settle this reasonably, right?”

He was shoved against a wall even harder, and he winced as it collided with his head with a smack.

“Let's try something different,” the man said. “Who's your boss? You guys work for Jupiter-Man?”

“I don't know man, I just do what the order says.”

“Oh? And who gives the orders?”

Arrio grinned slightly.

“Your mom.”

Punch after punch landed on him, and he quickly realized that fighting with his hands tied and no sight was not an option. Instead he dropped to the floor and curled up, trying to protect his internal organs as well as he could as the man began kicking.

His last thought before preparing another remark that probably wouldn't help him was that at least it was him and not the twins. Or Lavani. Or even Nathan—the team would need him to keep them steady, with a member missing and causing worry.

If he wasn't in so much pain, he would've grinned wryly at the fact that he was protecting Nathan's identity like this. But as it was, he just tucked his head lower and pulled his knees up a little higher.

He so owes me.

[youjustfeelthemforever]

I currently have not one, not two, but THREE Jupiter-Men AU's bouncing around in my brain, and every time I try and catch one to work on it I get smacked with another so hard I drop the first one. This is horrible and I'm having so much fun.

[choasuqeen]

i love lavani awwww

[sebastianshaw]

I was always kinda worried, as a white Westerner, drawing/headcanoning Haven as doing any kind of dance, because stereotypes. But I also think it would be part of her upbringing and she seems like someone who does love and practice her culture. I chose Lavani, which is a traditional Maharashtra dance (the state Mumbai is in, where her family comes from) associated with the Marathi people (which I headcanon her father to be) going back to the mid-1500s and often deal with serious societal topics like religion and politics, which is both really interesting and really her, so I took the plunge. And also I love the nine-yard saree style. Ref from HERE.

[berryblu-soda]

Thinking abt a Jupiter-men team group chat headcanon...

So the twins+Arrio already had a gc for years, you can't convince me otherwise, they commit accasional light hearted slander on various individuals

They try to make a new one and add Nathan, its the Official Jupiter-Men group chat✨However they mess up and add him to their old one

For plot convenience Nathan can see older messages, they've 100% slandered him as well, they all now fear for their lives

Nathan does nothing and that's somehow worse, the chances of the 3 of them disappearing under mysterious circumstances are low, but never 0

Bonus hc: later, Lavani is also added to the group chat! She keeps sending emojis that none of the other's phones can read, not even Nathan's... they hand her a normal phone once and she ends up despising it, experiencing the horrors of an unending loading screen and file size limit for the first time in her life

[ramcharantitties]

Badan ki khushboo, jagaane lagi jaadu

Part 1 of Tumhe Jo Maine dekha (nsfw at end)

summary- Ram sir, were your theatre professor in uni. Far away from your city, you found the best college to take admission somewhere foreign to you, but he was one hell of a support. And something more.

Sita's note- I will post the nsfw part later please accept this till then. Special tag @ramarajusimp @rambheemlove @infusedchaos

"Ok class, we have a new competition upcoming. The topic they decided is romance in Indian history" Ram's brown eyes unintentionally flickered towards you. "Let's discuss whom should we choose now, any couple from Indian history" he continued, leaning back on the table.

You stared up at Ram, from the black jeans, to his thick thighs, to his toned, hard body, his arms, the lush, cropped beard and the smile that tugged on his face when he saw you checking him out. You looked away blushing.

Ramaraju Sir, or what everyone called him- Ram sir, were your theatre professor in uni. Far away from your city, you found the best college to take admission somewhere foreign to you, but he was one hell of a support. And something more.

"Sir, how about Jodha Akbar?" a guy called out from back and everyone heard a distant voice of 'ooh, hritik roshan'. The room laughed at that. "Sir, how about Ram Sita?" you said and looked at him. "That was more tragic than a love story" someone interrupted from behind and heard collection of hums.

"Sir should we include more of the love angle, what they suffered from or, what exactly are we going to focus on?" Another thick voice came from the back and Ram turned around, picking up the file. You stared at his perfect ass. "To be honest, the judges didn't really mention anything. Why don't we go for something that is full of, events? Compact with emotions." he looked forward at his male dominated class. Ram asked every student to drop the class who weren't there for the drama but him. Surprisingly, your acting skills helped you out from the filter.

"How about Bajirao Mastani?" Ram nodded. "Bajirao Mastani"

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As the auditions finished, you knocked on his cabin door. You wanted to be in his focus, to have more of his attention. Doesn't matter if it was related to drama or not. So you decided to go for the role of Kashi Bai, Bajirao's first wife. Ram knew you weren't in his class for drama either but decided to go easy. Your acting skills helped him go easy. Besides, his wretched heart and his crush on the talented girl in his class bloomed every time he looked at you. A soft "come in" pulled you in his room.

Ram was leaning back on his rolling chair, eyes glued to the laptop screen. "Sir" you said, alerting him that it was you. He looked up at the voice immediately. "Is there a problem, Y/n?" he asked the problem oriented question but his smile was enough to give away his façade. "I auditioned as Bajirao's first wife" you said and Ram got up. He walked lazily around the table and past you, locking the door. Heat creeped up your cheeks. "Y/n" he turned around and stared down at you. "How do you look like in a lavani costume?" he asked as he walked towards the chair by your side and sat down. The way he looked up at you, made you go crazy.

"I did lavani some months back for another function. I have pictures" you muttered lowly. Ram's eyebrows shot up. "Show me" he said. You pulled out your phone, quickly scrolling through the pictures and handed him your phone as you found it. Ram sucked in a breath. "If you wear that to practice how will I focus on directing" he said with a smile and you gaped at him. How could he say something like that so easily?

"Why didn't you audition for Mastani?" Ram handed you back your phone and you shrugged. "I don't think I will be able to have that chemistry with someone." you said and Ram nodded. "Have you read through the script?" Ram held your hand and pulled you down on the chair beside his. You nodded. "Do you want to try for Mastani?" You furrowed your eyebrows. "R-right now?" you asked. Ram nodded this time.

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"I know the unofficial result are out but I wanted to confirm the roles" Ram walked in the class with a bunch of papers. "Shikha, you're kashi. Y/n you're mastani. And the boy who is peshawa bajirao is absent today. Rest of the class can see the roles allotted to them." He finished, handing the paper amongst students. You smiled at Ram, your eyes twinkling. He winked back, making you blush. After the class settled down and they discussed the plot and dialogue writing, everyone decided that the scenes with main leads will be practiced before others for better rehearsals.

"But sir, the one doing bajirao will be present from day after tomorrow. Who will practice as him tomorrow then?" Shikha said. Ram stood silent for a while. "If it's just tomorrow, I'll be peshwa" Ram announced and everyone nodded. Blush crept in your cheeks, redder than blood itself. You had the best idea to steal Ram's attention and validation for the next day.

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What you liked the most about your uni was the freedom of fashion. You never went over the top anyways, fitting in with jeans and jacket just right. Or usually taken up by the rehearsal dresses. But today you picked out the dark red dress with skirt flowing like the wind from your belly to your knees. The attached top was off shoulder and your hair in a bun. Besides, you could excuse it as "temporary rehearsal dress". Even though the actual stage costume is far different from what you were wearing.

You made sure that everyone left when you walked in the hallway with Ram's cabin. You knew some of the teachers stayed late after the hours. It wasn't the first time you went in his cabin after classes to not know his schedule. You smoothed out your dress and sighed, knocking firmly. You received a hum in a snap of time and you pushed the door open. Ram looked up and smiled waving his hand to let you in.

You walked in the room when Ram got up, similar to the motions of the other day, locking the door. Your cheeks matched your dress. "You look pretty" he muttered and you smiled. "Any special occasion?" He sat on the edge of table in front of you. You twirled a bit, your dress flowing with you. "I wanted to practice the Bajirao mastani dialogues with you" you muttered lowly and looked up to see Ram smirking. He reached back and picked up some papers, flipping them.

"here are the dialogues" he lowered the notes towards you and as you reached for them, he snatched them. "But" he interrupted, leaning down till your face "I have a task for you" Ram smirked. You gulped, nodding. Ram slid a hand around your waist and turned your positions so you were learning against the table as he had you pinned on it.

"All this dressed up, for just dialogue practice?" Ram gripped your waist and lifted you on the desk. "I know what you're doing y/n" he muttered in your ear and you could feel the shivers. Ram was close, too close to your face. You could smell the aftershave mixed with the musky cologne and you unintentionally leaned forward, earning a chuckle from him.

"I want you to read the basic background setting first. Don't stop until I ask you to." ram propped the notes in your hands, his other hand beside your sitting body on desk. That, is easy. You double checked Ram's face to make sure you got the task right. "Just, read it?" You asked and he nodded with a smug smile. You shrugged, looking at the pages.

"Scene 5, Act 2. The room is bright with lit candles and diamond chandelier. The small earthen lamps ha-" you felt a hand at your shin, near the hem of your skirt. "Why did you stop?" Ram asked and you gulped. He kept sliding his fingers on your bare skin under the skirt. "Sorry" you muttered, staring at the fading letters.

"T-the small e-earthen lam-lamps found their ho-home in the dark mar-ble spaces" you breathed through your nose, not trying to lose composure. Ram's hand reached your thigh, his thick fingers massaging the flesh of it. "Fl-flowers bloom in the corner of-of the courtya-rd," his fingers pressed against the cloth of your underwear. You gripped the notes with your nimble fingers, feeling hot all over your body.

Part 2 soon

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[desimoviereviews]

Aiyyaa: Cute Movie, Confusing Logic

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Let’s talk about Sachin Kundalkar’s Aiyyaa.

Meenakshi Deshpande, an outspoken and imaginative girl from a conservative family, chases after the man of her dreams while avoiding an arranged engagement/marriage put together by her family.

I can already feel this is going to be a long post. And not in a good way.

See, here’s the synopsis from Rotten Tomatoes (which is the synopsis that pops up on Google when you do a quick search of the film).

“Meenakshi is a drama queen who falls in love with Surya, a Tamil actor. Although she is engaged to another person, she still dreams of getting married to Surya.”

So naturally, I thought this movie was a fleshed-out story about Meenakshi, who is a fangirl, chasing after an actor named Surya and they both fall in love while her parents are setting up her arranged marriage (the music videos did not help in aiding this delusion)

But I wasn’t even close. In fact, that would’ve been a bit more interesting than what the film actually delivers: cuteness, but confusion if you think too hard about the logistics.

Surya is a painter who is given a few lines at best. Also (maybe it’s because we see everything from Meenakshi’s point of view) it doesn’t seem like he’s that interested in her the entire movie until the ending. You see little hints, like him dropping his handkerchief so she could wipe her tears. But, nothing else. I think the director was trying to mimic an actual crush, but it came through for me as Meenakshi daydreaming about a man who isn’t interested (I get you, girl).

Let’s talk about the other elephant in the room: Meenakshi STALKING this man. I understand the obsession, the fake scenarios in your head, and even talking to people who know him because you’re trying to get close to the guy. But not only did she follow him to his house, she:

Interacted with his mother and lied about her actual identity

Stole a shirt from him to smell his scent without him knowing (although you later find out he did know)

Oh, and let’s not forget the detail that she followed him all the way from his house to the incense factory at the end of the movie because she was “curious about him”. I get this movie is supposed to be feminist-forward (she takes charge of her own love life instead of succumbing to an arranged marriage), but I was too distracted by her actions to acknowledge the "women taking agency over themselves" message.

Stalking someone you “like” is definitely creepy no matter what gender you are.

Aside from that, the dialogue was a bit lackluster. One of the only bright sides is Meenakshi's rant (found here). However, the rest was cringy, especially the "Main daru nahi peeta, nahi peeta, nahi peeta" and the "Main bhi nahi peeti, nahi peeti, nahi peeti" lines (I had to pause after I heard that and force myself to keep going).

The soundtrack, composed by Amit Trivedi, lives up to the plot's wackiness and was possibly one of two things that saved the film (Rani was second). But from the man that released “Navrai Majhi” (English Vinglish) and “Jhallah Wallah” (Ishaqzaade) the same year, this movie’s soundtrack underwhelms a bit for me. This was more because I only remember two songs out of the whole set and not because he made mediocre music. The songs are:

Dreamum Wakeuppam (to my South Indians, I'm sorry but it's catchy as hell)

Sava Dollar (Lavani)

The movie is 152 minutes long (2 hours and 32 minutes). If you want to watch a movie that you don’t have to think too hard about, this is it. Stream Aiyyaa on Netflix, grab a snack, and enjoy!

Do you agree or disagree? Let me know in the comments!

[actionkiddy]

Lavani attacking Quintin?! See why on Webtoon!

LINK HERE