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Ranbir kapoor recently said that he was too old to be able to do the badtameez dil step anymore, that's perfectly normal. But when will he realise that he is also too old to be paired opposite Rashmika (27) and Tripti (29), when he is 41. The more I see him as a person rather than an actor I lose respect for him. Why are all movie industries this way...

#ranbir kapoor #rashmikamandanna #tripti dimri #animal #Bollywood

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Pretty #2- Robin Buckley x fem! reader

Robin thought since she had already been at your place yesterday, it would be easier today.

She was incredibly wrong.

She was not prepared to see you wearing this when you opened the door. She was sleeping over tonight, so it made sense that you would be in your pyjamas.

She hastily shuts the door behind her because she does not want Steve to see you in this outfit.

The pyjamas are white in colour, with a v-neck tank top and tiny shorts.

"Hey" you say greeting her with a kiss on the cheek. "Uhh hi"

You move in to hug her and she has no idea where to put her hands.

She settles for your waist but that only pulls your top lower exposing more of your chest. She gulps when she notices.

"Let's go upstairs" You say grabbing her hand and taking her to your bedroom. She follows you, wondering if you are leading her to heaven.

She gaps at the view of your bottom as she walks behind you on the stairs and into your bedroom.

She has been here many times before but this feels different.

She puts a pen drive into your laptop with a movie she totally did not illegally download as you head into the bathroom.

Sitting on your bed, she watches as you put lip balm on your pretty lips.

Moving her eyes lower she can see the curve of breasts and further down she can see your legs.

You're very hot legs that she had admired every time you wore shorts or skirts. The cleavage was new but she really could get used it.

You came back and she stared at your lips looking shiny and kissable. She needed to feel how soft your lips would feel against her and how your lip balm would taste.

She grabbed your hand and pulled you into her lap. Your brushed your hand through her hair, while she moved you up so that her hands could settle on your ass.

You both moved towards each other kissed slowly and gently. Her hands moving across your back side.

As you pull away, she asks "You look so pretty. Are these new?", playing with the fabric of your top.

"Yeah, they are. I bought them for you actually." You say making her gap.

"I- I really like them." "Thanks Rob." You say getting off her lap. She puts on hand forward to bring you back to her but you move away and start moving your computer to see if it is visible from you bed.

"Aren't you a little overdressed for bed." You ask. "What- oh yeah" She grabs her bag and goes to bathroom to change.

When she comes out you are lying on the bed waiting for her. She climbs on to your bed.

She caresses your thigh as she sits beside you. You need to give her some credit, because she really did try to watch the movie for another ten minutes until she held your shoulders and turned you towards her.

She hooks her hands under thighs and pulls you back into her lap. "I'm sorry but I don't think I can focus on anything but you right now."

This time the kiss is rougher. She moves her hands from your back to the frontside of your body.

Her hand goes under your shirt, moving up from your stomach to right below your chest.

Her breath hitches remembering you aren't wearing a bra. She slowly moves her hands higher and onto your tits.

Her hands explore your chest making you moan. You move down to kiss her neck and leave her hickeys which the two of you would have to cover the next morning.

You spend the rest of the night making out not fully clothed, the movie long forgotten.

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#robin Buckley x reader #robin buckley #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #robin Buckley fanfic #robin buckley x female reader

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Pretty- Robin Buckley x fem! reader

Your parents left you home alone for the weekend. The only person you were allowed to call over was Robin. Your best friend of four years.

If only they knew that she had liked you ever since she first saw you in middle school and that the two of you had been dating for the past three days.

Robin was very nervous to come over to your house. She had managed to confess to you after Steve encouraged and bullied her to do it.

She blurted out how pretty and smart she thought you were and how long she had liked you.

Her backup plan was either saying it was a dare or that she was confessing for Steve, depending how mad you got. Yeah, she didn't believe those explanations either.

She kissed you gently after you started giggling at her story. But that was all that happened since you got together three days ago.

That's why she watches you nervously as you opened the door. You weren't wearing PJs because it was only 6 and Robin wasn't staying over. But you did slightly dress up for her and she thought you looked beautiful.

She followed you in, appreciating the way your hips moved as you walked towards the kitchen.

She was about to look away but then she remembered she didn't need to do that anymore.. right?

"Of course you can look at her she's your girlfriend" she could hear Steve say in her head. "Ughhh why are you thinking of Steve right now. Focus on your very hot girlfriend."

"Girlfriend" she thought smiling to herself.

You waved your hand in front of her face trying to break her out of her trance. "Rob, did you bring the movie?"

"Ohh yeah" She said pulling out CD of The shining. "A horror movie? Did Steve tell you that I would cling to you when I got scared." You ask teasingly.

She is about to defend herself before you interrupt her. "You know that you don't need an excuse to touch me now that we are dating right?" You say coming closer to her.

She feels flustered, but instead of doing anything you just take the CD from her. You head towards the TV and bend down to put in the movie into CD player.

"Are you doing this on purpose?" She wonders. If you are she doesn't really mind it.

The both of you sit down on the couch. You sit much closer to her than you did when you were "just friends", with your leg touching hers.

As the opening credits start she puts her hand on your thigh and then decides it was dumb pulling it away panicking. "Sorry, Steve told me that most girls liked that. I don't know why I listened to him-"

"Robin, I do like it" You say grabbing her hand. "Should I be worried about how much you're thinking of Steve during our date?"

"No, I'm only into girls." She thinks. Instead of that she says "No, I'm only into you."

You laugh slightly and look down. You place her hand back on your thigh before putting your head on her shoulder and she finally gains the confidence to put her other arm around your waist and pull you even closer.

Before leaving 2 hours later, she promises you that she would stay over tomorrow because she didn't have to walk up early for work the next day.

She kisses you on the cheek as she says goodnight and has a love struck look on her face that Steve teases her about as he drives her home.

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Part 2?

#robin Buckley x reader #robin buckley #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #robin Buckley fanfic #robin buckley x female reader

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Robin Buckley x fem! reader

Robin is totally gay panicking over you, because you’re her girlfriend and you’re so pretty and what the hell is she supposed to do with that? contains: newly established relationship; robin being her awkward cute self; reader takes off her shirt to change and robin has a well deserved, tiny melt down over it.

The thing is, they don’t tell you how to handle stuff like this.

This is what Robin thinks, as she watches you unbutton your shirt and throw it carelessly onto the bed. Your bed. That is fitted with a pink, floral duvet and adorable heart-shaped pillows and stuffed animals galore.

Robin literally doesn’t know what to do with herself.

And—really, it’s not like she hasn’t seen you undressed before. She has. This isn’t anything new! You’ve been friends since middle school, right? And, you always shared a cubicle in the changing rooms during gym class, and, it hadn’t been a problem then! But this is— different, somehow. Like being here, in your room, while you pick through the white-wood drawers by your bedside for something less hot to wear (because June has finally decided to say hello) has changed absolutely everything.

But nothing’s changed, she tries to tell herself. Except the fact that as of last week she’s your girlfriend, and she doesn’t know the etiquette. Is she supposed to look? Is she supposed to not look? Well, currently, she’s staring at the polka-dots on the socks you gave her for her birthday, to keep herself from exploding.

No, that can’t be right.

It’s just— gosh! You’re so pretty, okay? You have these swooping shoulders and soft skin and a kissable mouth. The bralette you’re wearing is sage green. She notices little details about you, like: the waxy crescent-shaped burn mark on your wrist from when you’d tried smoking menthols in the eighth grade; the dark mole at the centre of your back that nobody else has probably ever really looked at; the chip in your front tooth from when you’d fallen off your bike when you were eleven, and it’s unfair because she knows you in these tiny, intimate segments, and thinks she might burst into a million tiny pieces and—

“What do you think?” You ask, holding up a pastel pink tank top. It has a lacy hem. Robin thinks she might die.

“Um,” she supplies uselessly. Then, “it’s very pretty.”

You blink at her. “D’you think it’ll go with these jeans? Or shall I put on a skirt?”

She feels helplessly and immeasurably gay. She might faint. She might throw up. Her heart is beating at like, a thousand miles per hour and it’s ridiculous! Her gut twists, like she’s nervous—? Anticipating—?

What exactly?

“Uh,” Robin supplies, very uselessly, this time.

You giggle at her response, and it is a wonderful sound. “Hey birdie? Are you— okay? It’s just…” there’s nothing malicious about you, all soft and melty like cotton candy, even now, as your girlfriend is gawking at you like you’ve grown a second head. “Well it’s just. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“Oh.”

“Oh my god. Is it heatstroke?”

You flutter towards her and abandon your tank top somewhere on the floor.

Robin swallows. Hard. Her mouth is completely dry. Dryer than the Sahara. How did this happen? She can’t remember how to breathe. She’d probably start hyperventilating if her heart wasn’t completely frozen in her chest right now. Is she even alive? Wow! Imagine that: death by hot girlfriend on her gravestone.

Steve The Hair Harrington would be so jealous.

Anyway. The fog clears out of her head when she feels your hands squishing her face with practically no force at all. Absently, she supposes, she must just be putty in you hands. “No!” She shakes her head furiously. “I’m okay! Really. It’s not heatstroke. I just—! Oh my god. This is so embarrassing.”

There’s a flash of something inviting in your eyes. “It won’t be embarrassing.”

It will. It will, it will, it will.

You pinch her cheek in quiet encouragement, and Robin’s eyebrows pinch at the centre.

The sun is streaming through the windows. It casts a halo of light around your head, and Robin thinks: yeah, that makes sense.

She opens her mouth, but nothing of substance rises to it. She looks at the well of your collar-bone. She thinks she could press her lips to it and feel your pulse. “I don’t. Um…”

“What was that honey?”

“I don’t know— where to look.” She wrinkles her nose in embarrassment. “Anymore. Because we’re—! You’re my girlfriend now and I don’t want to be weird or anything!”

There’s a pause that feels like an eternity and Robin thinks the world might as well swallow her down to hell.

Then you laugh. And it’s— it sounds like cherries and waterfalls and silk dancing in the wind. If that makes sense. It probably doesn’t; she might have a concussion.

Her knees wobble, anyway. She is helpless to you. It’s quite ridiculous, really.

“Is that all?” You inquire, stepping up onto your toes. A smile splits your mouth open. “Robin. You can look at me all you want,” you kiss the tip of her nose, giggling, and she feels her entire body heat up. “Or… you can close them.”

Robin is completley boneless. “What?”

“Close your eyes?” You suggest cheerfully, eyelashes fluttering. They’re sooty with mascara, and they make your doe-eyes impossibly bigger, and Robin finds herself doing exactly what you ask of her because how can she possibly say no?

And then, your hands are absent from her face but now they’re sliding up her neck, angling her to your liking. She can feel you consider, something, and electricity fizzes in her veins and—oh! There’s that feeling again. Like she could float away or dissipate and then—

You’re kissing her. And it’s a perfect kiss. Your third ever kiss, since you boldly asked her to be your girlfriend after cheer practice, in your cute little skirt and cuter little bow and frilly lace socks. She’d been mad because she’d wanted—tried to ask you first.

She’s happier now she’s getting a kiss out of it.

Robin bends her head down, chasing for more, sighing contentedly through her nose. Your mouth is soft. Glossy. It tastes a bit like strawberries.

Her hands are still raised awkwardly by your head, unsure of where to land. But it’s okay. Everything’s okay, really.

The world slows down. The birds sing. The sky clears.

You pull away, expression light and teasing.

Robin gazes you at him bashfully, still breathing a little hard, and counts the sparkles in your eyes.

“Robin,” you coo, “you’re adorable.”

She scratches the back of her neck, embarrassed. “Says you.”

That’s what caused this mess, she thinks meekly.

You smooth your fingers over her brow. “I really like you, Buckley.”

“Yeah, I really like you too.”

Her heart thumps in her chest.

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PLS BAGWAN KUCH MAT BIGARNE DENA

Blame this guy named tony for this ok😭

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You were walking through the hallway when suddenly the door of the closet in front of you opened suddenly, startling you, and soon after a hand pulled you in and slammed the door.

You didn't feel the need to look up to now who it was. "Hey, Wednesday.". "Why were you at Xavier's shed yesterday."

"it's great to see you too. Before we get any further into this conversation, I would like to politely ask you to never do that again because I was this close to getting a heart attack." You say pinching your thumb and index finger together. "

Unless that was your intention". You say looking worried. You looked towards her for any indication of her wanting to murder you and when you didn't find any, at least any more than usual, you continued speaking.

"He's teaching me how to paint. Now if you'll excuse me I was was just going to meet him .". "NO... wait. I have to ask you something.".

You comply still checking if she possessed any weapons. "You're not going to stab me right?"

"No, but I can't say the same for the Xavier." You smile a little realising that she was jealous. "Would you... Would you like to go to the dance with me."

"....... Ummm did I hear that right?".

"Don't make me repeat myself"

"No offence Wednesday, although I know you won't take any, but I don't- I'm not sure about your intentions.""I want you to be my date to the Rave'n". "No I got that part, what I don't understand is why".

"Because.. because" She looks like she's physically in pain, so you immediately understand that she's trying to confess that she likes you or at least that's what you hope.

"It's just that, I know that you're not the type to enjoy disco balls and spiked punch, there's also the fact that you've never shown even a slight interest in me before."

"But I asked you to perform a seance with me in Crackstone's crypt?" She asked you looking confused. "Unfortunately you were too busy hanging out with Xavier that night." She said venomously. "

And that was your way of showing me you liked me? I should have known, my mistake.". You say making her look a little amused for at least a second before the blank expression returned to her face.

"I would love to go to the dance with you." She turned away opening towards the door, then she stops for a moment to say "Wear black.".

#wednesday #wednsday addams #wednesday x reader #wednesday addams x reader #wednesday fanfic #xavier thorpe #fanfic

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Ruksar wasn't her sister... She was her friend

ANJALI & RUKHSAR Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham (2001)

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Four gorgeous, Bollywood brides from Housefull 2!

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Heyyy so this isn’t a request but I just wanted to say sorry for basically spamming ur page I just love ur work <<33

Thank you so much ❤️❤️❤️ I was having a bad day and this really helped. And I will never consider likes and reblog and such as spam, I am really thankful that you are appreciating my work.

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do me a favor and reblog this post if you are desi. thanks!

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To people who make y/n a tomboy just so the male characters can "realise their feeling for them" aka sexualise the fuck out of their body when they dress feminine, fuck you. I DON'T NOT WEAR DRSSES BECAUSE I AM "INSECURE AND DON'T FEEL ENOUGH FOR HIM" IT'S BECAUSE IT MAKES ME UNCOMFORTABLE.

#tomboy #tomboy reader #tomboy y/n

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Suggestions for new features to Tumblr (as if they will listen)

Being able to search through the section which has all the posts you have liked. This will be helpful af for finding long lost posts.

A filter other alongside latest and top which will remove all the posts you have hearted previously if you are searching through a particular tag or topic. SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO SCROOL THROUGH 200 POSTS ON THAT TOPIC TO FIND A NEW ONE.

#filters #features #tumblr features

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Why does she look so fucking hot?!?!?!?

#brahmastra #Also the trailer is so fucking good #I hope the movie is amazing too #Bollywood #desiblr #mouni roy

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Warning: Kind of steamy, mentions semi nudity (on the reader's part)

It was all her fault. She was too distracted staring at you to actually help out with the mission, resulting in you getting you shot and regardless fighting like a badass.

Now you were in you both were in the hotel room, you were sitting down on the floor back to the bed and she was pacing around looking for the medical kit talking about how stupid she was for being distracted.

"It's in the cupboard second drawer to the left." She quickly took it out and rushed towards you.

"I'm sorry I didn't help you out on there mission, I was" "Too busy staring at me. I know." You manage to groan out.

She was in shock. "I- I'm gonna take the bullet out now ok?" And she was once again distracted by hot you looked.

Your eyes were closed tightly in a way that could be mistaken for pleasure, head leaning on the bed, face to the ceiling.

"I think you'll need to take off my shirt/ pull down my dress for that. Unless you have some secret abilities you've been hiding from me."

And she panicking internally oh my god you were asking her to take your clothes off and with the way you were positioned, groaning under her, she couldn't help imagine another scenario with you positioned just like that begging.

She cleared her throat and knelt down next to you. She undressed you and try to make eye contact instead of staring at your chest.

You let out a groan of pain that sounded too much like a moan. That's what did it.

She suddenly grabbed your face and kissed you. She began straddling you as you reciprocated weakly.

She accidentally grabbed you shoulder making you wince. "Still bleeding." You say

"Sorry" She apologised. You let out a chuckle "How long have you been holding that back?"

"Since we met."

#Kate bishop #Kate bishop x reader #kate bishop x gn!reader

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Don't get her wrong, Kate usually idolised Clint even after being his ''partner'' for over a year, but today she could have killed him. He willingly paired you two up for a mission... alone. The previous times she met you she could barely talk and hurried out of the room. She had know idea how she would survive an entire night especially when you had to seduce some rich asshole right infront of her.

And then she saw you come out of the bathroom dressed like that (making her hold in "marry me".) "You ready?" You asked her running your hand down your outfit to remove the wrinkles. "Only if you are!' She said making finger guns. She face palmed as you left the room. This was going to be a long night.

#Kate bishop #Kate bishop x reader #kate bishop x gn!reader #marvel x reader