#pakhiya

[desi-lgbt-fest]

A pioneer of Bengali cinema, an lgbt icon Rituporno Ghosh is a household name for most Bengalis. Further, he was one of the first openly queer people in the industry. He initially studied economics at Jadavpur Uni in Bengal and then worked for some time in an advertising company.

He made his directorial debut with a movie based on an old Bengali book called Hirer Angti. His subsequent films won many national awards. What I personally find very special about his works is despite the wide variety of storylines they pursue, they all share that similar underlying expression of emotion. The way he captured how people feel and how they express pain, joy, and sorrow is magnificent. They deal with womanhood, homosexuality, gender expression and the consequences they hold in Indian society.

Oh so lovely!!! Please recommend any movie of them if it deals with queerness (we might think of doing a queer bollywood night)

[bubuslutty]

if you litter, you're a bitch!

moon knight & reader - twitter crack au

a/n: special thanks to @runny-mascara for the help with the bit of Spanish in here. much love 💙 and this is for you anon, ask and you shall receive 💙

tags: @bobastayhigh @weblesstherains @h-leigh @unspokenmoon @ahookedheroespureheart @thursdaywritings @gebstargeb @softieekayy @fem-moony @peachjellypackets @pakhiya @darlinglittledevil @anixluxtt @mrs-cupidd @gebgeb @poeticabomination @i-love-sammwiches

[jake-g-lockley]

Lucky Charms (Steven Grant x reader)

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A/N: Storytime! I was volunteering the other day and had a little special patient who jumped up at my counter. Picture of little Tefe at the end of this + some beautifully curated puns by the lovely Dellie Williams (@pakhiya). Thank you to @in-between-the-cafes for suggesting this and for all the lil ideas, my heart is literally so full as I write this. 

Word Count: 2 k

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Steven pursed his lips and stuffed the last of the cataloged items back onto the shelf. Oh, how he hated stock checking. He had to, Donna would be furious in the morning if he didn’t. He stepped back to admire his wall of souvenirs and sighed, finally done for the night.

He looked around him and the whole museum was dark, except for the spotlight that was illuminating him and his gift shop. He turned to stuff his belongings into his bag when suddenly a sound made him stop.

“I must just be tired innit?” he mumbled to no one in particular when the sound caught his ear again.

“Steven, I hear it too,” Marc’s voice echoed from inside of his head and Steven audiably gulped.

The last time Marc and he had heard a sound in the museum so late at night, it ended with Steven almost getting thrown into jail and sacked, not to mention almost ripped apart by an Egyptian Jackal.

“Hermano, we’re gonna break the table.” Jake’s soft voice hurled Steven back to reality as his hand unwillingly let go of the edge of the table he was gripping. The sound made Steven swivel his head as his eyes grew big with fear.

“Must just be an echo, look, I think it’s coming from our right.” Marc urged, trying his best to keep Steven calm. 

As Steven walked towards the centre of the museum, a gust of wind carded through his curls from the open entrance. Only then he noticed that it had started pouring outside. He watched the rain wash over the entrance of the museum for a while until the soft sound came again, this time a little louder. 

“Steven, look down.” Jake suddenly says, making Steven stop in his tracks.

There were tiny puddles of water that ended behind a statue in front of Steven. He mumbled a little prayer and tiptoed to the front of the statue, his eyes landing on a tiny bundle at its feet. Steven scrambled slightly, pulling his phone out of his pocket and turning on the flash as his eyes failed to register what the bundle was in the darkness. He shone his flashlight to the bundle, only to see wet orange and black fur was curled up.

“Guys! I think it's a kitten!” Steven whispered, earning a small meow from the kitten.

“Poor thing, it's all wet, must have crawled in because of the rain.” Steven’s eyes drew together as Jake spoke up, his voice a touch softer than it had even been when he was with the boys.

“Since when did you become soft?” Marc huffed and Steven chuckled softly, kneeling down. 

Steven pulled his handkerchief from his pocket, slowly wrapping it around the cat and picking it up. Big sad green eyes stared up at him and Steven swore that his heart physically broke a little. She had ears that were too big for her head and was shivering from the cold. Steven began to shush the kitten, rubbing her head with soft circles as he cradled her close.

“We should give you a name.” Steven whispered as the kitten meowed at him.

“No, Steven, no naming the cat, we don’t need another living thing to take care of, we have fish.” Marc rushed through his words, but Steven smartly pushed him to the front and Marc ended up face to face with the tiny wet kitten.

“Awe man, fuck you Steven, lets call her Angel.” he said softly, stroking her tiny paw.

“Don’t swear in front of the baby, dumbass.” Jake pushed forward and kissed her forehead. “I think we should call her Luna.”

“You guys wait, I know what we can name her.” Steven pushed forward once again, staring up at the statue before him. 

The goddess Tefnut stared down at Steven and he raised the kitten up so that her face was beside Tefnut’s. 

“Our little lioness, Tefnut, Tefe for short.” Steven sighed and the boys agreed enthusiastically in the back of his head. 

The kitten meowed again at Steven and he brought her to his chest, giving her his body warmth. 

“Alright, let's go home, shall we? A nice warm hot water bottle and a bowl of food should get you all happy.” he whispered softly to his new friend, walking towards his work station. 

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You let the spoon rest on your mouth and paused as you heard a large crash outside. Immediately, you grabbed your bowl of cereal and walked to the front door, swinging it open.

There stood your cute neighbour, Steven Grant. His hair and shirt were drenched from the rain and he was holding something in the crook of his arm and had an expression of pain on his face as he stared at the flowerpot he broke and the soil on his foot. 

“Fuc-shit sorry, did I wake you?” He whispered worriedly, his weight all on one foot as he leaned against his door.

You shook your head and he took note of the spoon in your mouth and cereal bowl in your hands, smiling through the pain that was edging in his foot. A small meow made your mouth drop open, the spoon falling out as your eyes dropped to the bundle in Steven’s arms. You stepped closer, crossing the threshold hesitantly, eyeing what looked like Steven’s jacket at the crook of his arm. Protectively, Steven stepped back until his whole back was flushed against the door.

Another meow sounded and you stared wide eyed up at Steven, caging him in, eyes scanning the bundle. A small paw popped out and you swooned, smiling at Steven before tickling the paw with your pinky. Steven couldn't move, not because a human in a huge snuggie holding a bowl of cereal was blocking his way, but because that human looked like an angel who was tickling his kitten’s paw.

“The simp is stuck again.” Jake murmured in the headspace and Marc stifled a giggle. 

Steven internally rolled his eyes and stared down at you as you unwrapped the little bundle without a word. Your fingers grazed his bare forearm and goosebumps made Steven shiver. 

“Awe, who are you sweet baby?” you cooed, clearly at the kitten but Steven looked up to the rickety ceiling hoping that the real Tefnut could hear how grateful he was from the universe beyond. 

He looked down just in time for you to search for his eyes again. You batted those dangerous eyelashes at him questioningly and Steven gulped again.

“I, uhh, she crawled into the museum and was wet and cold, couldn’t leave her there.” he mumbled and watched as you ran a finger along her nose. 

“You wanna come over to my place? I have a new hot water bottle.” you softly said and Steven was already peeling himself off his door to stand upright. 

You opened your door and ushered Steven inside. He kicked his wet shoes off and stood at the front, a little unsure, his arms still cradling the kitten protectively

You set the bowl of cereal aside and ran to the kitchen, turning the kettle on. You grabbed the laundry basket and lined it with two towels that were fresh out of the dryer. You went outside and set the basket on the table. Steven didn’t know what got into him but he nudged you and gestured for you to hold the kitten and place her into her basket. Steven stepped ultra close to you as his arms opened up and the kitten gently transferred into your arms. You stood there, staring at him while he looked on lovingly at the kitten, your heart swelling to the tune of his soft breaths as you bit your lip softly. 

“Pretty.” you say before you can stop yourself.

“Isn’t she?” Steven said without missing a beat.

“Ay dios mio.” sounded Jake’s voice at the back of his head and loud laughter echoing in his head, making Steven’s eyes snap to yours. 

Maybe it were the two men causing an absolute catastrophe in his head or maybe it was the way you were already looking at him that made Steven realise that you were not talking about the kitten in your arms. A red tinge creeped up Steven’s face and you turned around with the cat, smiling to yourself. You kissed the kitten’s forehead as you cooed gently, setting her into her new cot of towels. 

The kettle clicked off and you rushed past Steven to the kitchen. Steven’s eyes followed your quick feet and he found himself following you, leaning against the doorway and watching as you twirled around the kitchen. You pulled tea bags and mugs out of the cupboard and methodically started to make tea, saving some of the hot water to pour in the hot water bottle.

You didn’t notice Steven standing at the doorway until you turned to grab a smaller towel to wrap around the hot water bottle. You stared at the dazed expression he wore on his face and your eyes dropped to his lips were set, like flowers that were ready to be picked for offerings. You found yourself stepping closer to him as you took in his beautiful face. His hair was still dripping and his lashes curled magnificently, shielding his beautiful chocolate eyes. Suddenly, you felt his hands against yours and you blinked up at him.

“The kitten…” Steven whispered, breaking your spell. 

You yanked your hands away and left the bottle in his hands, turning to the tea and Steven grinned at your cuteness, skipping slightly as he walked back to where his Tefe was. 

A few minutes later, you came out carrying a new towel and a tray of things that you set down on the dining table. You handed the towel to Steven and set out a plate of biscuits and tea in front of him before taking the bowl of mashed sardines mixed with water and setting it in the kitten’s basket. She immediately crawled out of her warm dwelling and sniffed at the food you put out in front of her. You softly encouraged her and in a few seconds, she was going to town on the mashed fish.

“Lucky Charms?” Steven’s voice cut through the thick atmosphere.

“Hmm? Oh right, my late night snack.” you said, clicking your tongue and smiled.

Steven smiled at you and couldn’t help but think that he had found his lucky charm and it was now noisily licking fish off a plate. 

“Thought of any names?” you asked Steven softly, not taking your eyes off the hungry kitten 

“Tefnut, or Tefe for short. Like the goddess of moisture and rainfall.” He answered softly.

“Interesting. Any reason?” you turned to him and your heart quickened. 

“Well, it's a real coincidence really, we- I found her under the statue of Tefnut and it’s well, raining.” You knew Steven was itching to say more but was holding back nervously.

“Come on, tell me more.” you pushed on and Steven’s eyes lit up.

You both spent hours like that, taking turns holding little Tefe and her new hot water bottle, talking about everything under the light of the moon that was slowly emerging out of the storm’s clouds. 

You didn’t know how you ended up on the couch, your head in Steven’s lap, slowly waking up as the sun’s rays tickled your eyes. You sat up to see the kitten curled up against Steven’s neck, Steven’s eyes pleasantly closed as he snored softly. You gently kissed the kitten and turned to look at Steven before kissing him on the cheek too. 

You sit up a little more to look past Steven, grinning at your boss who was sitting at your dining table. Her cat eyes sent a wink your way and you blushed at the little trick she had played after you spent hours ranting about Steven to her. You look back down at Khonshu’s avatar and kissed him once more on his forehead before getting up and starting your day, letting him sleep in a little more.

Steven swore that he could feel something soft touch his forehead and his eyes fluttered open moments after you left the room, leaving your signature dewy and monsoon scent in your wake as the little kitten snuggled closer into his neck.

Bonus: @pakhiya’s puns and Tefe baby 🥺

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Reblogs are appreciated ~~~

[die-schwanenkoenigin]

Shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up!

I was tagged by @agaywithcoffee and @whodoesnataliehave, thank you both so much! ☺️💕

1. Summer Sunshine - The Corrs

2. No Doubt - Camila Cabello

3. Holiday (Acoustic Version) - Little Mix

4. KU LO SA - Oxlade

5. No (Acoustic Version) - Little Mix

I'm going to go ahead and tag @ptolftos-blog, @dummerjan, @amazingspider-boy, @lilolilyr, @dustnfeathers, @pakhiya, @sarahstreep7, @avataraloy, @toboldlynerd and @ramb-of-god! But, as usual, no pressure. xx

[husn-e-bahar]

Batti baal ke vaneray utte rakhni a Batti baal ke vanerey uttay rakhni a Kittay bhul na javay chann mera Haye ni, Batti baal ke vaneray uttay rakhni a. Us nu changi trah gali di pehchan ae Raat Haneri te mera mahi anjan ae Raat Haneri te mera mahi anjan ae Bua khol kay, Ni bua khol kay mein chori chori takni ae Ohnu Puchna pavay na ghar mera Haye ni, Batti baal ke vaneray utte rakhni a. Ghut ghut chooriyan mein chann layi rakhiyaa Dudh nu ubaal ke te jhal diya pakhiya Dudh nu uval ke te jhal diya pakhiya Kadi vehndi a Kadi vehndi a te kaday uth uth nachni a. Agey lang na javey chann mera Haye ni, Batti baal ke vaneray utte rakhni a Pheria ne kangia te kajala v paya ae Ajey vi paronay naio bua khadkaya ae Ajey vi paronay naio bua khadkaya ae Ni mein akhiya Ni mein akhiya buay val rakhdi a Aakey mudh na javay mahi mera Haye ni batti vaal ke rkhdi a. Galli bhul na javay chann mera Haye ni, Batti baal ke vaneray utte rakhni a

Batti Bal Ke Banere Utte Rakhdi Han by Shamshad Begum Bhangra (1959)

A woman waiting to see her beloved

[bit-dodgy-innit]

Awwwww @pakhiya !! Thank you so much for the kind words!! Thrilled you enjoyed!!

Re: Heaven Sent You to Me

[astralis01]

Incorrect Quotes But It’s My Friend and I

Me: If there's going to be a big dramatic scene, wait until I get back. My friend, @pakhiya: Of course. I can't flip this table by myself.

[luke-o-lophus]

Yaay this just happened!! @pakhiya

[arshchronicles]

KOI BAN GAYA RONAQ PAKHIYA DI

KOI CHORH KE SHEESH MEHAL CHALEYA

KOI PALEYA NAAZ TE NAKHREYA VICH

KOI GARAM REIT TE THALL CHALEYA

KOI BHUL GAYA MAQSAD AVAN DA

KOI KAR KE MAQSAD HALL CHALEYA

GULAAM FAREEDA ETHE SAB MUSAFIR NE

KOI AJ CHALEYA, KOI KAL CHALEYA."

#sheikfarid #Punjabi #quotes

[love-anddeepression]

hey cutie! Would like to order a Reading together at sunset.

I don't know if I need to describe myself physically or emotionally, so oof.

The character would probably be Steven Grant or Tom Marvolo Riddle. ( I am a sucker for ambitious evil overlords who also happen to be genocidal maniacs: in fiction only...I hope)

Surprise me!

Description: Reddish brown hair long till waist. I have the same skin tone as Kamala from Ms Marvel. Black eyes and thick brows ( the parlour wale aunties stare at me in horror, they could also rival Oscar's grumpy eagle).

Emotional description: The embodiment of the word annoying.

This was way harder than I thought lol

Congrats on a year once more.:)))))

I went with Steven bestie, I hope you like it<3 and Thank you so much<333

Hi love,

I'm sitting here at around 3 am I guess, wait just a minute. Yes, I looked at the clock and it's around 3:10.

I'm sitting here at the 3 am, writing this letter to you because shit, I really miss you.

I miss how you'd ask me to comb your lovely reddish-brown hair and how it would calm you down after a stressful day.

I miss your eyes, your lovely eyes and yes, even your eyebrows that you said made you look like that blue muppet. I miss everything about you.

I'm so sorry, I'm such a knob. I didn't mean to call you annoying. I know how it makes you feel. You're not annoying, my love. You are so sweet, so caring and you can always make me feel better in your own way.

I don't know where you are, and you're not answering my calls. The only thing I can do is wait here at 3:20 am and glance at the door every ten seconds to see if you're home.

Come home, darling.

your Steven with a V.

[xeecreation]

Koi Ban Gaya Ronaq Pakhiya Di Kalam Khawaja Gulam Fareed Best Sufi Short...

[odishaphotos]

Pakhiya

Pakhiya

Indian raindrops made of barda leaves.

A kind of horse object used to protect the birds from the rain. It is made of dried bark leaves and looks like a boat to look at. It can cover the head to the waist. In the past, many wage earners and farmers worked under cover.

Behavioral behavior--

Some tribes in Odisha and Madhya Pradesh worship it with Kadamba trees during the festival. In the human body, the wings have been shown solely to give a sense of proportion.

[bubuslutty]

3 in 1 Shampoo

a/n: click the images for better quality and scroll, please 💞

Tag list (pls ask to be added or removed): @bobastayhigh @weblesstherains @h-leigh @unspokenmoon @ahookedheroespureheart @thursdaywritings @gebstargeb @softieekayy @fem-moony @peachjellypackets @pakhiya @darlinglittledevil @anixluxtt @mrs-cupidd @gebgeb @poeticabomination @runny-mascara

this work is part of the series "I'm friends with the moon". This also can be read as a stand-alone.

[jake-g-lockley]

Okay, but like imagine....clubbing/dancing with jake Lockley in a place where there is both desi and Latin American music playing. You teach each other the popular moves from your region, and Jake near suffers a stroke when nagada nagada starts playing, and you literally scream and pull out your best bhangra moves.

Please tell me if you would like to write on this because I already have made an entire Spotify playlist of the desi portion of the dance mix.

I AM HYPERVENTILATINGGG HELP

Also, Akka, I love you.

Dilliwaali Wifey (Jake Lockley x desi!reader)

Masterlist | Playlist

A/N: for my beautiful friend @pakhiya who has patiently waited months for me to write this :") ilysm and I hope you like this. It was challenging but so fun to write this!!

Warnings: Jake's filthy mouth ™️ (I had to, I love it), alcohol (drink safely yall)

Word count: 2.8 k

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“¡Amor! I told you not to pre-drink before we leave!” Jake gasped, snatching the tequila bottle away from your grasp.

“Baby, just one shot pleaseee…” you plead, throwing your arms around his midriff as he lifts the bottle away from you.

You knew that your husband was doing this for your own good and you loved him very much for doing so but you really liked tequila. On a daily basis, you are relatively shy and soft-spoken and reserved but when the alcohol hits your system, you have no shame and go absolutely nuts.

You and Jake loved to dance, it was one of your favorite past times together and the both of you would often collapse into each other's arms from exhaustion from the amount of dancing that you did. You would dance with him while the both of you cooked and cleaned and especially when a silly song comes on the radio or TV.

During your wedding, your parents had warned you not to bust a move in the heavy lehenga in front of your conservative relatives, but you couldn’t resist it. Not dancing at an Indian wedding? Absolutely atrocious idea. Not being able to dance at the celebration of your life? Even worse. You remember pulling Jake up with you to the dance stage and dancing till your legs gave way.

During your wedding, your parents had warned you not to bust a move in the heavy lehenga in front of your conservative relatives, but you couldn’t resist it. Not dancing at an Indian wedding? Absolutely atrocious idea. Not being able to dance at the celebration of your life? Even worse. You remember pulling Jake up with you to the dance stage and dancing till your legs gave way.

Recently, the both of you started to teach each other your favorite dance moves, just at random intervals of the day, which according to your neighbors was number two on the list of reasons why they filed a noise complaint.

“Jaan, I promise I will not make a fool of myself.” You say reaching up to get the bottle.

“Cariño, you’re my fool and I love seeing you make a fool of yourself but sometimes you get a little out of control, you know?” Jake grimaces slightly, stretching his arm higher to get out of your reach.

To say your husband gets slightly jealous is an understatement. Your mind flashes back to the time when you stood up on the bar table and started dancing for everyone, earning wolf whistles and absurd shouts that your drunk state couldn’t comprehend.

Jake had dragged you off the table and slung you over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes, carrying you away, shouting at the onlookers. Let's just say that you and husband are now no longer welcomed in that establishment.

“Fine, one shot, that's all, then you’re going slow on the drinks there alright?”

Now, what Jake should have done is poured out the shot for you and hid the bottle from your stupid ass. But instead, he hands you the bottle and walks into the bathroom to change. You grin at your chance and decide it was time to mess around with your husband. You pour a shot, lick the salt, down it and suck on the lime. When Jake didn’t appear, you cautiously poured another shot and repeated the steps again, eyeing the door. You sucked on the lime as you placed the bottle back and washed the shot glass.

“Ready to go?” You felt Jake’s lips on the base of your neck as he turned you around to face him. You stare at him, lime still in your mouth and he leans in and grabs the lime with his teeth, dropping it in the trash can beside you. You raise an eyebrow and you find your lips curling into a smirk.

Mhmm, what else does that mouth do, huh?

“Stop, or else date night is going to take a very different turn, amor.” Jake mirrored your smirk, putting on his newsboy cap and you rolled your eyes, grabbing his hand and your heels.

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Jake watches as you open the window of the cab and let your fingers be grazed by the wind, your legs draped over his thighs. You weren’t afraid to let the wind catch your hair, blowing your curls around your face as you blissfully smell the London air. Your lips twisted in an enchanted smile as you tipped your head back.

Jake can’t help but admire you, his wife, his everything. Your love had arrived unannounced to him, like an uninvited guest to his troubled heart. He was glad you decided to stay, to shower him with all you had and he feared that his place would get taken by someone else, someone more worthy than he ever would be.

But that fear drove him to love you more, to cherish every moment you ever had with him with more fervor. With that, he would do anything and everything for you, knowing that you revolved around his little chaotic world.

By the time you and Jake had arrived at the club, you could feel the alcohol numbing your senses. Jake had yet to notice the sudden change as he led you through the doors that open up to a dance floor. You stared in awe at the size of the floor before you and turned to grin at Jake who was already looking at you with a smile on his face.

Jake pulled you towards the bar and ordered as you watched people dance. The atmosphere was exhilarating and you could feel your body wanting to move with the music as its bass courses through you. You close your eyes and let the music envelope you, swaying slightly with its rhythm, your brain voiding all the sounds of people around you.

~ Becky G - Mayores~

“Can I have this dance, senorita?” Jake’s voice cuts through your bliss and he is in front of you, offering his hand.

You raised your hand, flashing the ring that Jake had slipped onto your finger a few years ago.

“Taken unfortunately,” you frowned, playfully.

“I wonder who the lucky bastard is. Nevertheless, I bet I could do better. Care to let me try?” Jake’s lips quirked into a smile, and you feigned hesitation slightly before taking his hand, letting him lead you to the dance floor.

Once you both were at the center, Jake spins you around and you twirl away from him but he catches your hand before you could get too far away. He pulls you towards him and you spin into his chest. Jake smirked as you kicked your leg up and let your back dip back with his supporting arm. You snap back up and search Jake’s eyes and all you see is mischief.

“Oh I can assure you that you’ll find what you’re looking for if you stare a little longer, princessa.” he leaned in and whispered, leaving tingles on your ear.

Before you could retort, he repeats the spin when you grab his opposite hand, twirling you away from him. Pulling you close again, Jake hooks his right arm under your back and left arm, picking you up and swirling you around, a move that the both of you perfected after watching a movie. A crowd starts building around you and Jake and cheers erupt around the dance floor with the move that Jake and you just pulled.

Loca

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Loca

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

“You are slightly insufferable, mystery man.” you huffed, trying to catch your breath after that move.

“Do you not like the way that I talk, dance, or hold you, hermosa? I bet your man couldn’t give you the same.” Jake steadied the both of you and grips your hips, dragging you flush against him.

“I - baby!” you squeal as he cuts you off by rapidly twirling you around. “I love it. That's why I’m saying that this would not work out.” you breathed once he steadied you once more.

Jake turns you around and you grind into him as he guides your hips to the rhythm of the music with his body, his arms and your arms crossed in front of you. As the music starts to dip to its end, you turn and Jake dips you down again, running his hand up your thigh and pulling you back.

Suddenly, you were interrupted by a sharp ring and Jake groaned, slipping his hand into his pocket to pull out his phone, glaring at it.

That was one thing about dancing with Jake, you’d almost forget that he is THE Moon Knight. You dreaded the sound of his phone, always knowing that your husband would be off to somewhere, doing something entirely dangerous. He was looking at you now, brown doe eyes big and you forced a small smile.

“I gotta go take this, mi alma, give me five.” Jake said, giving you a kiss as you nod.

Adjusting was the only way you could keep up with Jake Lockley. He always promised that he’d be back, never said goodbye and so far, he has never failed to keep the promise. You try not to think about what would happen if he ever decided to break that promise but you trusted him enough to make things work.

You watch him walk quickly to the exit before making your way past a bunch of overeager dancers to the DJ’s booth where they were taking song requests.

“Hello there, desi girl!” exclaimed the DJ in an instant before you could say anything.

You squinted and leaned closer to the DJ trying to observe his features.

“Oh wow you’re desi too!” you shouted over the loud music with a huge grin on your face.

“Yes ma’am, born and raised! The name is Jay. My boyfriend owns this club! How could I help you tonight?”

Quickly, you had pushed your previous request aside and gave him a list of songs that you wanted to surprise Jake with. The DJ listed every single one of the songs down, grinning from ear to ear.

“Amazing taste! Here with anyone special today?”

“Yea! My husband. I wanted to surprise him.” you said excitedly, smiling happily at the new friend you just made.

“Well, nice meeting you, hope you enjoy your night! Your tunes will be played shortly.” Jay shouts, sending a friendly wink your way.

Your heart is warm as you make your way to the bar, glancing around for any sign of your vigilante husband. When the coast was clear, you pulled a tiny wad of cash out of your bra and signal for the bartender.

“Tequila! Sat!” you giggle at the Good Doctor reference you made and waited for your shot.

After three shots of your favorite poison, you heard the blaring of the first song on your list. You smile as a group of nearby girls squeal and run to the dancefloor. One of the girls noticed you and dragged you by the arm into their gaggle.

~Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani - Dilliwaali Girlfriend~

You sang at the top of your lungs as you and the other girls acted out the famous scene from Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani.

Tere liye hi to signal tod taad ke

Aaya dilli wali girlfriend chhod chhaad ke

Ho tere liye hi to signal tod taad ke

Aaya dilli wali girlfriend chhod chhaad ke

Clearly the girls around you knew the choreography too as all of you matched your dance moves to the lyrics of the song. As the song speeds up, you swung your hips harder and shimmied your chest to the beat. There were claps and hoots from everyone around you and your dance group grew larger by the second.

You found yourself laughing and dancing with one of the girls as your arms fly around rhythmically. Your eyes suddenly caught a man staring at you from across the dancefloor and you knew you were in trouble when you saw the smirk curled onto his lips.

Jake watched with dark eyes and a knowing smile as you danced theatrically to your favorite song in the middle of the dance floor. He knew that you had been sneaking drinks with the way your arms and legs moved in sync. The man could read body language like it was an open book and the way your face lit up was a telltale sign that you had been drinking a little more than you should have.

Fortunately for you, Jake had a major weakness, and when you used it against him, it rendered him completely useless. You lowered your head and looked at him through your lashes, winking before throwing your head back in a laugh. It's a move that definitely got him to his knees and friendly anger surged through him as he shook his head.

The song changed and you beckoned Jake towards you with your index finger. You gulped as your husband walked towards you like a predator that was threatening to pounce. For a man who never fails to buy you flowers every Sunday, he sure looked scary.

~Jalebi Baby - Tesher~

He surprised you slightly by kissing your forehead and smiling at you. You looked up at him questioningly and he just shrugged.

“What? I married a stubborn woman. Ain’t nothing I can do about that, because I love that about you.” he said, cupping your face and sliding a hand onto your waist.

“Besides, I just want you to be safe, amor. I also know how to solve this issue, you know, for at least nine months and a little more.” he said smirking.

“Nine months? That's weirdly specif-'' you thought as Jake led you closer to the center of the dancefloor.

oh-

That son of a bitch.

Everybody tryna figure out your recipe

I'm just tryna get a piece, baby

I know that you wanna get crazy, crazy

Shawty, take it slow then cheti, cheti

Ban ja tu meri, Jalebi Baby (Ayy)

Grabbing your hips, your brain swam and you swooned as Jake pulled you closer to him till your back was flush against his chest. He slotted his face in your neck and you brought your hand up to run it through his curls and pulled his cap off, putting it on your head instead as Jake busied himself with moving the both of you to the rhythm of the music.

Jake spun you around and you gasped, placing your hand onto the cap to keep it from flying away. He pulls you close and bumps your shoulder as you nod understanding his little motion. The both of you burst into your best bhangra moves, something you had taught him when the both of you first heard this song.

I know the things, the things that you like

Your arms are out and above your head, thumbs and index fingers pressed together as you and Jake hop to the beat of the music, the classic dhamaal move, switching to the simple tap step, bedi and coming back to the dhamaal as the music drops.

Jake grabs your hand again as the second verse starts mouthing the words as you laugh and dance freestyle with him, and at that moment, it was just you, him and the music. The rest of the club had disappeared around you and all you could see was the stars in your husband's eyes and feel his energy emitting through your soul.

I know the things, the things that you like

You smile at Jake as he lifts you up and kisses you, and you know then that you’d give anything to feel this feeling over and over again.

Translations:

Amor: Love (Spanish)

Jaan: Sweetheart (Hindi)

Cariño: Sweetheart (Spanish)

Senorita: Miss (Spanish)

Princessa: Princess (Spanish)

Mi alma: My soul (Spanish)

Bhangra: Bhangra is a type of traditional folk dance of Punjab, originating in the Sialkot area of Punjab, Pakistan. It is done in the season of harvesting. According to Manuel, bhangra is especially associated with the vernal Vaisakhi festival

Dhamaal: Bhangra move where you hop from one foot to the other with your arms above and in front of you

Bedi: Bhangra move where you skip from one foot to the other while your arms move in a circular movement from beside you to in front of you (horizontally)

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Baby, bye bye bye!

platonic moon knight x fem!reader - twitter au

a/n: aw the au expanded! We've got 2 new characters now!

Unlocked: New Characters! Introducing Wade Wilson aka Deadpool and Logan Howlett as Wolverine because I loved the new movie so much and I know, in my heart of hearts, somewhere, in the multiverse, marc and darling are variant equivalents to wolvie and wade :D the relationship is similar, like in the grumpy x dipshit way.

Logan's header says "I love my HOT boyfriend!" btw

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