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6 Incredible Books to Read This AAPI Heritage Month

It’s Asian American and Pacific Islander heritage month, and that means it’s a great time to make sure you’re reading and uplifting AAPI authors! I compiled a list of six great books that have been published over the past two years (and that I read in this past one) written by AAPI authors. These books span genre, time period, age range, and setting but each centers their Asian protagonist. She…

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#aapi authors #aapi month #all this could be different #asian american and pacific islander heritage month #books to read #by Jocelyn #daughter of the moon goddess #fiona and jane #jean chen ho #last night at the telegraph club #malinda lo #my sister&039;s big fat indian wedding #sajni patel #sarah thankham mathews #she who became the sun #shelley parker-chan #sue lynn tan

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I'm really excited to spend some of my downtime this summer reading, so I've found three more books to add to my TBR list that came out earlier this year. Have you read them? What did you think?

Reclaim the Stars: 17 Tales Across Realms & Space Wednesday Books

Seventeen fantasy and science fiction short stories from leading voices in the Latin American diaspora!

Reclaim the Stars is a collection of bestselling and acclaimed YA authors that take the Latin American diaspora to places fantastical and out of this world. From princesses warring in space, to the all too-near devastation of climate change, to haunting ghost stories in Argentina, and mermaids off the coast of the Caribbean. This is science fiction and fantasy that breaks borders and realms, and proves that stories are truly universal.

Authors include Daniel José Older, Yamile Saied Méndez, Anna-Marie McLemore, Mark Oshiro, Romina Garber, David Bowles, Lilliam Rivera, Claribel Ortega, Isabel Ibañez, Sara Faring, Maya Motayne, Nina Moreno, Vita Ayala, J.C. Cervantes, Circe Moskowitz, Linda Nieves Pérez, and Zoraida Córdova.

You Truly Assumed by Laila Sabreen Inkyard Press

In this compelling and thought-provoking debut novel, after a terrorist attack rocks the country and anti-Islamic sentiment stirs, three Black Muslim girls create a space where they can shatter assumptions and share truths.

Sabriya has her whole summer planned out in color-coded glory, but those plans go out the window after a terrorist attack near her home. When the terrorist is assumed to be Muslim and Islamophobia grows, Sabriya turns to her online journal for comfort. You Truly Assumed was never meant to be anything more than an outlet, but the blog goes viral as fellow Muslim teens around the country flock to it and find solace and a sense of community.

Soon two more teens, Zakat and Farah, join Bri to run You Truly Assumed and the three quickly form a strong friendship. But as the blog’s popularity grows, so do the pushback and hateful comments. When one of them is threatened, the search to find out who is behind it all begins, and their friendship is put to the test when all three must decide whether to shut down the blog and lose what they’ve worked for…or take a stand and risk everything to make their voices heard.

My Sister's Big Fat Indian Wedding by Sajni Patel Amulet

Zurika Damani is a naturally gifted violinist with a particular love for hip hop beats. But when you’re part of a big Indian family, everyone has expectations, and those certainly don’t include hip hop violin. After being rejected by Juilliard, Zuri's last hope is a contest judged by a panel of top tier college scouts. The only problem? This coveted competition happens to take place during Zuri’s sister’s extravagant wedding week. And Zuri has already been warned, repeatedly, that she is not to miss a single moment.

In the midst of the chaos, Zuri’s mom is in matchmaking mode with the groom’s South African cousin Naveen—who just happens to be a cocky vocalist set on stealing Zuri’s spotlight at the scouting competition. Luckily Zuri has a crew of loud and loyal female cousins cheering her on. Now, all she has to do is to wow the judges for a top spot, evade getting caught by her parents, resist Naveen’s charms, and, oh yeah . . . not mess up her sister’s big fat Indian wedding. What could possibly go wrong? -- Cover image and summary via Goodreads

#reclaim the stars #you truly assumed #my sister's big fat indian wedding #book lists #young adult books

[sab-teraa]

Yup, If I ever do get married … I’m defo going to have my wedding in India !!!

#I mean?? look at these venues?? like my country is beautiful … but I #either will elope or have a big fat Indian wedding #and the aesthetic of these venues would fit that #omg I’m so in love

[horse-shit]

I LOVE READING CHARACTERS DESCRIBE WHEN THEY PLAY MUSIC I LOVE IT SO MICH MORE BOOKS SHOULD HAVE THIS IMMEDIATELY!!!!!!!!!

#GOD #READING HOW THEY PUT THEIR *SOUL* INTO THEIR CRAFT MAKES ME WANNA RUN AROUND #imps bs #THIS STARTED IN NOTW AND HAS FOUND ME AGAIN INY BIG FAT INDIAN WEDDING BY SANJI PATEL #MAN I LOVE THIS BOOK #chapter EIGHT has the TUNES #not done yet but the way zurika described the song she made for her sisters wedding. ACK 🧡🧡🧡 #i started quoting the stuff between maitri and pranit and theres so much and i LOVE THAY FOR THEM!!! #yeah the book made me sad earlier because aro hit BUT #THEYRE SO HAPPY!!!!!!! #*my big fat indian wedding; sanji patel #its like i can VISUALIZE and HEAR the music when authors do this!!! LOVE-LOVE-LOVE IT

[ylskquevmxv]

British insight for those military men fics

Coming from a British person

Use this for your angsty british backstory

Will include:

-insight to healthcare and low income situations

- opinions on the royal family (all negative)

- british food

- talks about home life and low income

• none of them would care for the queens death. They would not be mourning, they would not be sad, they're not tories. If anything theyd be glad and wishing death upon the rest of them. The monarchy sucks the only downside is that we have Charles and camilla now. Diana rest in peace

• to add on to this they wouldnt care for the coronation they would most likely insult it, they probably hate the entire royal family like almost all of the entire uk does. I am repeating this again but they are NOT tories 🚫nuh uh🚫 stop painting, price, gaz and ghost as people who love the royals while soap hates them 💀💀 they all hate the monarchy

• they most likely wouldnt drink fancy tea Pg, Yorkshire, tetley etc are their go to because that's what most of the uk drink especially low income houses as it's the cheapest. Taste of home I guess.

• also they're not out here eating beans on toast whenever they get the chance💀 they're probably eating an entire meal because they're giant men??? Like beans on toast is what parents give to their kids because it's cheap and fills them up, the only time they're having beans is with:

1) breakfast

2) jacket potatoes

3) sasauge and mash

4) Gregg's bean and sausage pasties

• also soap probably eats beans too?? I've seen fics where hes wholeheartedly against beans like??? Hes Scottish?? I know he ate beans as a kid, no one grows up and decides to have a mohawk otherwise

• they're all meat and potatoes type of men (like all british men) that's it. That's the facts

• fries =/= chips

• also british people are like really lazy when they speak

"would you like a cup of tea?"= "fancy a cuppa?"

"I'm just not in the mood to do that" = "cant be arsed"

"How are you?" = "ya alright?"

"Should we get some Chinese/Indian/Italian/etc food?" = "you want a chinese/Indian/italian/etc?"

• we tend to just drop words off In sentences because the person were talking to probably already understands what we mean and because like I said we're lazy

• British accents also vary so much!!! Even if you're from the same street you'll probably have a different accent and we also swear a lot, we also use a bunch of mixed slang as thete are people from everywhere over here (poland, Bulgaria, Romania, Lithuania, india named from just my class)

• Irish travellers are also really common so their would probably be a few in recruitment  idk why people dont add Irish people to their fics ?? maybe they fear putting Scotts and irish people together (watch big fat gypsy wedding for more insight I used to love that show)

• Aussies understand us pretty well (shout out to my uncle Andy) a lot of our language dialects are pretty similar and our humour is both pretty dry and blunt

• also British people dont care for like anything?? Even tho we have free healthcare most of us just slap a wet paper towel on it and call it a day. The most reaction you'll get is a room temperature ice pack

• british teeth are also something that Americans dont really understand since we have free healthcare but I'll they to simplify it. our Healthcare is free and so is dental care but only if you're younger than 16 except for check ups etc and unfortunately alot of us are born into low income households whose parents are a)mentally unwell b) physically unwell c) involved with drugs or are just simply neglectful so that means a lot of us arent taken to the dentist and by the time we are old enough to take ourselves we would have to pay for it and some of us just dont have the money for things like braces

• also I really want to see someone include chavs/roadmen in their stories because i think it would be funny plus some of them are really nice and genuinely curious when asking

• there are things called council houses/ council estates and they arent the nicest places to live and are usually not in the best shape but it's a place to sleep, most of the people who live there are usually people who live on benefits and are really lovely (might be biased I used to live in one tho), you usually have to top up on gas and electric every so often via a card (gas) and a key (for electric) usually able to get these topped up from you local corner shop

• alot of the nosies we make are as if we're cave men

*throws paper ball into trash*

Anyone in a 5mile radius: WOOOOO

• we also make up chants alot?? Idk why but we're just a musical country usually has something about your mum, your nan, a nonce, or one of the many other british wonders *nonce = pedo

• our beauty standards are a lot less extreme like theres obviously beauty standards but there are a lot more regular looking people on tv over here rather than supermodels ?? I've been to America and some of the people on tv you'd swear they were made in a factory for hot people only. Let people be regular

• British tv has a commercial every 15 minutes or so and our commercials dont offer lawyers or medication, some our commercials have songs, silly gags in them or are terrifying (check out: money supermarket, the antibiotic song, the meerkat adverts just to name a few)

• our eggs are orange not yellow

•our sandwiches have butter on them (not all but most) + brits arent much of foodies we just eat to survive really especially during the cost of living

• our drinking culture is a big thing over here, a lot of us start drinking around 13

• we have stores like asda, tesco, lidl, aldi, iceland, sainsburys and big Tesco, corner shops are really common depending on if they're owned by a large company or not some of them arent in perfect shape and are run my people from other countries but they have good stuff so who cares about how they look

• you have to be 16 to buy an energy drink and 18 to buy alcohol/ cigarettes

• outside cats are a thing, they're not homeless they just come as they go

• for some reason people are really classist?? Because how dare the poor be alive, and I'm not talking about just rich people being bad to the poor if you have bad living conditions expect to be made fun of by other low income people 💀 you'll be lucky if yoire funny because otherwise you will just be getting bullied.

•our weather is pretty much grey, our grass is almost never fully green and usually patchy, our summers are so hot they cause wild fires because we have no humidity and no air con, our winters are a hit or miss either too cold or a regular day

• tv shows that most of us call soaps: eastenders, coronation street, emmadale and hollyoaks

• some uk shows, naked attraction, snog marry avoid, friday night dinner, bad education, plebs, come dine with me, him & her, some girls, the Keith lemon show, gavin and stacey, not british but Derry girls, inbetweeners, anything with philomena cunk in it, the great british bake off

• Some documentaries (ish) for those who love information: old people homes for four year old, emergency, educating greater Manchester, educating Cardiff, poor kids, anything with stacey Dooley or louis theroux in

• it's kinda hard to describe the uk to someone whose never witnessed or experienced it.

#simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #captain john price x reader #john price x reader #price x reader #gaz x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #kyle garrick x reader #soap x reader #john soap mactavish x reader #john mactavish x reader #simon riley x reader #big beefy british military men #call of duty x reader #cod x reader

[fandoms--fluff]

Hi requests for flufftober .

Can u do a fluff where the reader is plus size

And is in a relationship with klaus.

Can u make her Indian because being fat is looked down upon in India I am telling you this because I am Indian and I get fat shame d by my own family .

Can u please make her story same as mine where she goes through what I am going through and Klaus comforts her by kissing every inch of her body and leaving hickeys.

He also calls her beautiful.

If u are not ok with writing this or want to cut any part that u are not okay me .

U are free to do it .

Beautiful

Flufftober, October 2nd

Female reader x Klaus Mikaelson

Warnings: mentions of body hate/dysmorphia, mentions of being bullied

A/n: please don't read if you think it will affect your mental health, remember it's important!

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You're sat across from your soon to be husband, Klaus Mikaelson, the one and only original hybrid. You've been across town all day and made reservations for this fancy restaurant just out of New Orleans so no one could interupt you guys.

You guys have just ordered, unknowingly, your arms wrapped around your midsection, sort of acting as a shield so no one can see your stomach rolls. Even in the stunning black midi dress that you've felt confident in all day, you have actions you do unconsciously for being self conscious about your body.

Basically most of your life, people have either commented on your weight or looked at you with that look, you got that look through your teens the most. Especially considering you didn't look the same as everyone else, and that's good, you're your own person, until it comes to weight. Then apparently you're not good enough and looked down upon by other teens, adults, and even your own family.

You had a phone call with your mother the night before while Klaus was in the shower. Said phone call almost brought you to tears. At the start, you were having a good conversation with your mom, until she brought up how she went to the mall with her friends the other day. She spoke about how she saw the perfect wedding dress that you would love by all the photos of inspo you've shown her since your and Klaus' engagement. But then she said, 'if only you were tinier like your cousins, then maybe you could try and squeeze into the biggest size of the dress'. She went on and in about how the biggest size wasn't even big enough for you to even try to try on.

That hasn't been the worst conversation with your Mom in a longshot, but it still hurt. It hurt even more, knowing it was your own mother saying those things. Yes, you may not look the same as everyone else, but you've been trying to love your body just the way it is. But things like that obviously doesn't help your feelings or self esteem.

You feel something lay against your hand, snapping out if your thoughts, you looked up at Klaus, seeing his hand placed on top of yours. His thumb is softly rubbing up and down to side of your hand.

"Love? Are you alright? You spaced off for a moment there" Klaus softly smiles.

"Oh, um yeah, just thinkin. Nothing to worry about" you give a tight lip smile.

Klaus nods, keeping in his head about your stranger-than-normal attitude, but it's not a bad thing, it's just concerning to him.

You guys get home from the restaurant around 10pm, everyone's either out or has fallen asleep super early.

You're standing in front of the mirror in your guys' room. You haven't changed out of your dress yet, instead staring at every part of your body that you're insecure about. There hasn't been any way to stop you from doing this. You would try, but then end up close to tears or crying in front of a mirror. The worst times this has happened has been in a changing room at stores.

That's what you thought, before Klaus steps back into the room.

He pauses his movements, seeing you frowning in front of the mirror, sucking your stomach in as much as you can. You look over to him, eyes widening. Klaus just caught you doing one of the only things you never wanted him to know that you do.

"Klaus, this is not what you think this is, I'm just..." you start, not knowing what to say, you trail off.

Klaus walks over to you and cups your face in his hands. "Love, you can tell me the truth, you always can" he tells you, having a senaking suspicion of what's going on, but wants you tell him on your terms.

He leads you over to the bed, sitting down with his hand resting on your thigh. You take a couple deep breathes, "I'm too big. I wish I was skinny, I've wished that since the first time someone ever brought up how I look different than everyone else. I've hated my body for over a decade, my mom was probably the worst thing about it. She would always tell me how I was fat without thinking twice. And she never understood and still doesn't how that makes someone feel, especially a teenage girl who's already miserable everytime she has to take foot in a high school where everyone says even worse things some how" you rant to your fiance, tears streaming down your face. "I hate my body so much" you whisper.

Klaus immediately pulls you in to his arms. He kisses the top of your head multiple times. "I'm so sorry you've had to go through this, and still do?" You nod your head. "You are perfect how you are. You should never compare yourself to others or listen to what others say you should look like." Klaus lists off.

"I love you so much, you're so perfect, and gorgeous the way you are. You should never think different" Klaus pulls away, looking at you with emotion in his eyes.

"R-really? I love you too. N-no one has ever said that. I've grown up hating myself" you whimper.

"Everything I said is true, and you should never hate yourself, being who you are now is everything to me" he slowly lays you down onto your back.

"And I will make sure you know this every day" he murmurs as he trails his lips all over your face and down your neck. He presses kisses all down your exposed collarbone and chest.

He keeps going all the way down, kissing your fabric covered stomach and waist, and hips. He goes down to your ankles, until kissing the top of your feet gently.

"You love, are so beautiful" he whispers into your ear. You cuddle into his suit covered chest with a slight smile on your face.

"You're the one person I feel safest with. Thank you so much. I love you Klaus" you look up at him. "I will always be here for you, I love you too, beautiful" he kisses your forehead and holds your hand.

#klaus mikealson x reader #klaus mikaelson #flufftober #klaus mikaelson x female reader #klaus mikaelson x fem reader #female reader #body image issues #self conscious #fluff #reassurance #comfort #sweet klaus #cute #imagines #fanfic #writing #theoriginals #thevampirediaries #legacies

[jake-g-lockley]

The Light of My Knight | Moon Knight x Desi!Reader | Chapter 8: Ladoos and Jasmines

Warnings: Slightly NSFW (the beginning is a little hot and heavy), swearing, mention of weapons, Indian parents (iykyk :”) )

Word Count: 3.8 k

A/N: Special thanks to @paymeinkash for a little idea that is in this chapter <3 

Taglist: @brekkers-desigirl @wordacadabra @paymeinkash @ahookedheroespureheart @sodonuthideout @obsessedwadonis @local-mr-frog @swiggy-needs-mental-help @pakhiya

Chapter 7 | Chapter 9

Steven groaned into your mouth as you grind your clothed core into him. You kissed him with enough needy ferocity that made him buck his own hips against you. Your legs were on either of his sides and his heavy hands were carelessly grasping your hips, maneuvering you with his movements while your nails dug tiny crescent shapes into his bare shoulders. 

Your lips left his, leaving a trail of kisses down his neck and you eventually found a sweet spot that made him whine your name and throw his head back. One of his hands left the sanctuary of your hips and traveled over your curves, up his shirt that you were wearing when suddenly you both heard knocking on the door.

“Package for Ms. Y/N!!” came the voice behind the door.

“Fuck, not again! Maybe if we ignored him, he’d go away?” you say, your breath heavy in your words, chest heaving right in Steven’s face.

“I highly doubt it, darling.” Steven chuckles, trying to regain his sense of balance. 

You groan as you get up from Steven and slide off the bed. You see Steven diving for his sweater that you forcefully tossed away into the far corner of the room a few minutes ago and you stifle a giggle. 

The past month and a half with the boys has been sort of a dream. Dates twice a week, spending the weekends together, shopping together, cooking together, the stolen kisses in the empty corners of the museum. You were on cloud nine. You had slight anxiety about going back to work at first and it made it a little hard to adjust on the first few days back, but eventually you got back on your game. You also somehow knew things were going too well for your sorry self.

One thing that has been bothering you for a while now is the number of times you’ve been cockblocked. One time it was the neighbor asking for sugar, another time it was your landlord and the dozens of other times it had been Amazon delivery.

Cockblocked by Amazon should be the title of your (not) sex tape. 

You slip on the pair of sweats that were tossed onto the couch and open the door revealing a small man carrying a very big and shiny package. Signing his paper, you take  the box from him, trying not to fold with the weight of it. 

“Let me help you with that, angel.” Steven said, swooping in to save your poor arms from torture and closing the door. 

“Very shiny.” Steven says, grunting a little as he placed it onto the dining table. 

You swore that you caught a whiff of something very close to home and you bit your lip, realizing what the shiny wrapping could mean.

“Ughhh, noooo.” you groan.

“What, what is it, darling?” Steven says, looking at you, concerned. 

“I think that's a wedding invitation. How the fuck did they get my address?” you say as you cut the wrapping paper gingerly as if you were diffusing a bomb. 

Steven watched, amused, as you gave up with the scissors and tore the wrapping open with your bare hands. A beautiful ruby red invitation box with gold details stared back at you. You open the latch of the box and pick up the invitation envelope which was encircled with ladoos and other sweet goodies. 

“Pallavi weds Thirumaaran, great, my cousin is getting married.” You groan again. “Even better, she's getting married here. Couldn't you have chosen another city to have your big fat Indian wedding?” You hear rustling and you look up at Marc who had fronted and popped a ladoo in his mouth, eyes round.

“Was I not supposed to eat that?” he mumbled, cheeks bulging like a very confused hamster. 

Instantly, your bad mood dissipated and you burst into laughter and reassured him that it was alright. 

“Maybe you should go, baby. I mean, unless you really, really don’t want to.” he says after defeating the large ladoo. 

“I don’t think I have a choice, she’s my first cousin and I don’t have any grudges against her.” you say reading the invitation again. “But, it's been, like, ten years since I’ve seen any of them and I know for a fact that some of them there would not like seeing me there, after my ficaso of leaving home.”  

“We’ll come with you.” Marc immediately says, shocking you. 

“You’ll really be my plus one?” you say, looking over the invitation at him. 

“Yea, the boys are ok with it too.” he shrugged. 

“Ugh, you guys are angels sent for me.” you said getting up and giving Marc a big kiss. 

“We have to go shopping, though.” you frown. 

Your bank account is going to hate you. 

 ☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

And that's how you ended up saree shopping a few days later with Jake Lockley. You had chosen two sarees and were now bargaining the prices. When the retailer refused to go down on the prices, Jake shot him a look that would have made him shit himself and instantly, the prices went down a notch. Jake refused to show you what he got for himself and told you that it would be a surprise. 

“The blouses would be ready in a week's time, I guess.” you say, sighing. You were so exhausted. The whole wedding situation was stressing you out and you found yourself not being able to sleep at the thought that you had to see your parents. You would often find yourself laying in bed staring at the ceiling, especially on days where you weren’t in your boyfriends’ arms. 

“You sure you're ok with going, love?” Steven could always see right through you as if he had x-ray vision. “A big birdy told me you aren’t sleeping.” he continued sheepishly.

“Khonshu is stalking me?” you gape at Steven. 

“Well, not stalking, sometimes we get him to check on you, especially now when you look so stressed out. Don’t worry he isn't doing anything weird.” he quickly says.

Your heart swooned at the sweetness of your boyfriends. They are definitely one weird bunch and the giant bird god just added to the chaos. You had asked Jake to draw Khonshu out because you wanted to know what he looked like and you surely didn’t expect a mummified body with a giant bird skull and a staff.

You sigh, going back to your little ice cream. “You’re right, this is really stressing me out, but it's ok, I’m an adult, I can do this.” you said, smiling at Steven, who beamed back. 

On the day of the wedding ceremony, you were rushing around your apartment to get ready. You wore your hair in a half up, half down style with bouncy curls that took you ten thousand days to curl. Your kanchipuram cotton saree was a beautiful sunset shade with gold detailing and you accessorized it with a gold choker, jimmikkis and bangles. 

“Rosa?” you hear Jake at the door.

“Come in, I’m almost ready.” you shout. 

Tugging at the loose strands of your curls that frame your face, you carefully step out of your bathroom and your mouth dropped at the sight in front of you. Jake was standing in your living room in a white jippa with gold trimmings.  His curls sat perfectly on his head and he was wearing a hungry smirk that flipped your stomach, his eyes scanning you.

Adengappa…

You stood there and stared for a good while wondering whether you were dreaming. If you stood there staring any longer you would start drooling like a Saint Bernard on crack.

“Amor, are you done ogling?” Jake’s voice cuts through your little rendezvous.

“I wasn’t ogling, dummy, I was admiring my handsome boyfriend, who apparently exceeded all my expectations for today.” you smile. 

“Ooo, do we get a gold star?” Jake said with fake innocence, batting his long eyelashes at you. 

“Shut up.” you say, trying not to blush.

“Steven made us buy something for you to top off your look.” Jake said, revealing something in his hands. 

You gasp when you process what he had been holding. 

“You got me jasmine flowers for my hair! Where did you get this?” 

“Took us a while, but I have my sources,” Jake says, winking. 

A few minutes later and a whole lot of bobby pins, the jasmines were secured to your hair with the assistance of Steven’s nimble fingers. 

“You look absolutely ethereal, my darling sun.” Steven says, leaving a light kiss on your forehead.  

You give him a small kiss on his cheek and go to grab your heels and the present you got for your cousin. They agreed to have Marc be the one to be introduced to the family, mainly because Steven could do a killer American accent while Marc and Jake sounded like they were mocking the English accent. It made you laugh but it certainly would add to a whole list of confusion.

In the car ride to the wedding hall you were uncharacteristically quiet and still which made Jake ask you whether you were ok several times. 

“Amor, it's ok, we’re here with you, remember?” he says softly, grabbing your hand and kissing it. 

You turn to him and smile. His presence did really put you at ease. He pulled up to the hall that was next to the temple and found a parking spot in an instant. Marc fronts and gets out of the car, going to your side and holding his hand out for you. You smile and take his hand, letting him pull you out. He really is your rajakumaran.

“Are you going to be on your best behavior?” He asks. 

“Are you?” you counter with a smirk.

Marc mirrors your smirk and you feel yourself flush. 

“Alright, let's step into the lion's den.” You say tightly gripping Marc’s hand.

“Y/N, come in ma! ” You see your auntie gesturing at you. 

“Periamma! Long time no see.” you smile and watch as she registers the man beside you. 

“You look absolutely beautiful! Who’s this handsome man, Y/N?” 

Before you could say anything Marc puts his hands together and says “Vanakam, ma’am, I’m Marc Spector, Y/N’s boyfriend.” 

Yep, your heart was going to explode and you were slowly turning into mush. 

“Aiyo, please call me Jothi, kanna.�� She said, offering Marc her hand which he brought to his lips for a kiss. 

“Periamma, eva enodu aalu, unakku already oru aalu irukku, please leave some for the rest of us.” You say before your auntie can steal your boyfriend, trying not to laugh. 

“Seri, seri, go inside.” She says, still eyeing Marc. 

“I think my auntie’s got a little crush on you.” you whisper to Marc who laughed as you both stepped into the wedding hall that was buzzing with activity. 

Moon Boys’ POV

Y/N let go of his hand to go chat to some of her cousins that she had spotted at the center of the hall. Marc smiled and watched her as her hair that was decorated with the beautiful flowers bounced around her and how she swayed her hips when she walked. 

He leaned against the wall behind him and continued to stare at his girl, when suddenly he heard something skid across the floor and hit his foot. He bent down and picked it up, realizing it was a purse.

“Oh! I’m so sorry, thambi!” He turned to the source of the voice and saw a tall, skinny woman walking towards him with a slightly plump and balding man trailing after her. They looked intensely familiar to Marc.

“Here you go, ma’am.” He smiled, handing the woman her purse. 

“Thank you, thambi. What’s your name?” the woman asked.

“Marc Spector, ma’am.” 

“Nice to meet you, Marc thambi. I’m Malar and this is my husband Sivanathan.” She said as Marc realized that he had landed right into the grasp of Y/N’s parents. He quickly shook their hands, covering his shock with a tight smile.

“Who’s side are you from, mappillai? Bride or groom?” Y/N’s dad asked.

“Bride, sir.” He says.

“Are you a military man, mappillai?” He asks, taking Marc by surprise.

“Yes, sir, ex-military, how did you notice?” Marc didn’t expect to be playing quick fire questions so early in the day. 

“Your posture is impeccable, and your short answers reminded me of when I was in the military!” The man laughed, making Marc relax slightly. 

Y/N’s parents continued to ask him a few more questions until they were satisfied and then started to introduce him to other people. They stirred him to the direction of Y/N and her cousins, who had her back turned towards them.

“Marc, you see that girl over there? She’ll definitely suit you.” Y/N’s mother says pointing to who Marc assumes is one of Y/N’s cousins and suddenly everything clicks. She has trapped him into matchmaking him with someone. Before he could say anything, Y/N turned around and her eyes widened at the sight she had to behold. 

Your POV 

“Amma? Appa?” you said, looking past Marc. 

“Oh! Y/N, didn’t expect to see you here.” Your mother blandly says. 

“Pallavi invited me.” you say, already feeling small.

“How are you? Still unmarried and jobless?” She said, letting go of Marc’s arm.

“Ma, we haven’t seen each other or spoken to each other for 10 years and this is what you have to say?” You hiss. “Yes, I’m unmarried but I do have a job, for your information.”

“A lousy job, no doubt. Look at the state of your hair, couldn’t you have straightened it or braided it like your cousins? You’ve put on some weight, I see.” Your mother sniffed and pinched your exposed stomach. “Who did your make up for you, it's so plain. You know when I was your age, I already had a child on my hip, not rolls like you. ” 

“Ma, what is going to make you happy?” You say, shaking your head, pushing her hand away from you. 

“Maybe if you got married? You see this nice mappillai over here? Marc Spector, ex-military. Maybe he’ll teach you some discipline.” your father says, slapping Marc square in the back. “Marc thambi, this is my daughter, Y/N, the family rebel.” 

“Hello there.” Marc says with a bemused smile and a small wink. 

Your brows curved in confusion as you looked between Marc, your mother and your father and then you realized what had been going on when you were talking to your cousins. 

“So, you’re telling me, if I get married to this particular man, both of you will finally be happy with me?” you say innocently, blinking at your parents. 

“Of course, you’d finally be listening to us.” your father says. 

Interesting. 

“Ok, sure.” you said, shrugging. “Mr. Spector, would you like to hijack this wedding and get married?” 

“Don’t be rude, Y/N.” your mother says and you roll your eyes. 

Just then, the music started to become louder, signifying that the ceremony was about to start. You, Marc, your mother and father took your places in a row of chairs. 

“Saved by the priest.” you whisper to Marc, who chuckled. “You're gonna teach me some discipline, sir?” 

“That can be arranged.” He whispered back, a smirk evident in his voice.

You administer a little punch into Marc’s arm and he recoils in mock horror and you take the chance to slip your hand into his. 

You quickly find out after the ceremony that your parents were as infuriating as the last time you saw them. But they seemed to be content with you and Steven talking to each other over the food that you were having. 

“When should we tell them, darling?” Steven whispers, concealing his accent. 

“Shh, I want to play with them a little longer.” you say, smiling at your parents.

You were still seething in anger with your parents behavior and were finally glad that you had the higher ground. You thank the universe for its unlikely assistance. 

“So, I see you two are getting along very well?” your father pipes up suddenly.

“Mmm, yea, we have a lot of similarities, pa. Oh and differences that he has offered to correct.” you say, sarcasm leaking into your words like poison. 

“Ah, good, good.” your father says, approvingly.

Suddenly, you spot your periamma coming towards your table and you sit back in your seat with a satisfied smile. Your plan was falling together perfectly.

“Malar! Sivanathan anne! I see you’ve found your daughter.” your auntie says, patting your shoulder. 

“Yea, and she’s still a little rascal.” your mother says, laughing. 

“And I see you’ve met Marc? Her charming boyfriend?” your auntie says eliciting the most beautiful reaction you’ve ever seen. 

Your mother’s mouth dropped open and her eyes widened significantly to the point where her eyeballs looked like they were going to pop out of her head while your father choked on the orange juice that he was sipping. Ugh, you just wanted to take a picture of what you were witnessing, frame it and hang it in your living room. You burst into laughter and almost started to tear up.

“Momma, I’m glad that you finally like one of my life choices.” You say in between laughs as your auntie notices the apparent shift in tension between your family and moves to the next table.

“I need you both to realize that I am no longer a child. I am a fully functioning adult who doesn’t need your opinion.” You say standing up and grabbing Steven’s hand. “I’m happy that I finally get to see you after so long. But now I’m going to leave, with someone who definitely makes me happier. Bye!”    

 ☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You only let out a sigh of relief after you were in the car with your seatbelt strapped to you after rushing to thank and congratulate your cousin, apologizing for leaving so early into the night. 

“I'm sorry.” you say, turning to Jake.

“What's up, rosa?” he looked at you confused. 

“We shouldn’t have come here. It was a waste of time. We are definitely not going for the dinner tomorrow, I can’t stand being in the same room as my parents. I really thought they would have changed by now, after all these years.” you say, playing with your bangles. 

“Amor, if there is one thing I can tell you, it's that sometimes, some parents don’t deserve to have children. You’re an amazing capable woman and you don’t need your parents to acknowledge that. Besides, I’m glad that we came. I definitely enjoyed watching your parents squirm, they really looked like they deserved it.” Jake said, cupping your face with his big hands. 

You giggle and turn your head to kiss his hand.

Suddenly, Jake drops his hands and turns to the back of the car. His face twisted into a menacing scowl that distorted your thoughts and he looked like he was listening to someone. 

Khonshu.

“What? Now?” Jake questions. “I can’t bring her with me, Khonshu, it's too dangerous, I’m pretty sure you of all beings know that. Well yes, I know that it's not far from here but can’t I drop her off first?”

Whatever conversation Jake was having with Khonshu certainly pushed him over the edge because he gripped onto the steering wheel as if he wanted to tear it out of the car’s dashboard. 

You didn’t want to ask what had just happened, but you assume that Khonshu wants Jake to do something that involves Moon Knight. The one thing you’ve noticed about Jake Lockley over the past few weeks is the fact that he can get very serious and withdrawn very quickly. It's a sharp contrast between the times when he is more relaxed. You sink into the seat as Jake silently drives and not too long later, stops at an abandoned factory. 

“If I lock the door, will you stay here?” Jake says to you, his voice low. 

“Yes, of course.” you say, watching him as he pulls something from under his seat. 

“This will keep you safe.” Jake says, handing you something metallic.

You gasp as you take hold of a gun. You blink at it and look up at Jake.

“How the fuck am I supposed to know how to use a gun, Lockley?” you say, your heart speeding up. 

Jake gives you a quick rundown and you hang on to every single one of the words that comes out of his mouth.

“I won’t be long, amor, but whatever you do, do not leave this car.” he says, giving you a quick kiss on the cheek and stepping out of the car, slamming the door behind him.

You watch in horror and bewilderment through the car window as Jake flexes his body and tips his head back allowing the cloth wrappings to envelop him until the ceremonial Moon Knight armor covers his entire being. You’ve never seen the armor up close before and it looks absolutely magnificent. His eyes glowed and he grabbed a crescent dart magically out of his chest piece.

“Khonshu definitely has the flair for the dramatic.” you say to yourself as you watch Jake take long strides into the shadows, cape billowing in the wind. You look up to the beautiful full moon that graced the skies and sighed. 

This is going to be a long night. 

 ☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Translations:

Ladoo: Laddu or ladoo is a spherical sweet originating from India and spread through the Indian subcontinent. Laddus are primarily made from flour, fat (ghee/butter/oil) and sugar.

Saree: A sari or saree is a women's garment from the Indian subcontinent that consists of an un-stitched stretch of woven fabric arranged over the body as a robe, with one end tied to the waist, while the other end rests over one shoulder as a pallu, baring a part of the midriff.

Kanchipuram cotton: Purely handwoven by master weavers from the city of Kanchipuram, Tamil Nadu, these sarees carry elegance yet being simple.

Jimmikkis: A style of earring worn by women of the Indian subcontinent

Rosa: rose

Jippa: Traditional wear for Indian men

Adengappa: Exclamation (like holy shit or OMGEIII)

Amor: Love

Rajakumaran: Prince charming

Periamma: mother’s older sister

Vanakam: Traditional tamil greeting

Kanna: Darling, sweetie

Eva enodu aalu, unnaku already oru aalu irukku: This is my man, you've already gotten your own man

Seri: OK

Thambi: Little brother / boy

Mappillai: groom/ son-in-law (also just randomly thrown around, not meaning what it actually means)

Amma: Mother

Appa: Father

Anne: Brother

Reblogs are appreciated <3 love you all so so much *muah*

Chapter 7 | Chapter 9

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[aamezish]

i never think how my marriage should be because i honestly don't really like the idea of a big fat indian wedding like just let me get court married with ten of my closest people around and give all that money you were gonna waste on the decor and party planner so that i can world tour with my loml

[siriusblack-the-third]

Hi Ambrose <333 can you talk to me about some Marathi wedding traditions? (Its for very important prongsfoot research 🙏🙏 thank youu)

Ooh yay Marathi weddings! I love them! Let's get started right away!

First things first: Indian weddings are almost festivals in their own right. There is a lot going on during wedding season, and it all condenses down into a very chaotic week that makes you feel like you're stuck in a whirlwind you never want to get out of.

I'm going to go off of my experiences with Big Fat Indian Weddings (which: I've seen many of those, each and every wedding I've been to has had around 2500 guests), so buckle up.

There are many rituals and events in an Indian wedding, and you can pick and choose which events you want, or you can have all of them, it's entirety up to you. There used to be regional traditions to weddings before, but now they are blending together, for example: Sangeet is a typically Punjabi affair when it comes to weddings, but every Maharashtrian celebration I've been to has held a Sangeet.

I'm going to give a sort of overview of all the things that take place and in which order, so here goes:

The Lagnaach Bedior: before any festivities begin, the horoscopes (Patrika) of the bride and groom are matched before any events. The family of the bride and groom get together and call on a family priest who checks their Patrika and details them out, offering advice for any difficulties that they may face in married life.

Then comes the Muhurta Medha; where the families of the bride and groom to be plant a tree as an auspicious beginning.

The wedding season starts with— you guessed it— an engagement ceremony. In Marathi, it is called Sakhar Puda (Sakhar– sugar, puda– packet) or Vangnishchay (verbal agreement). The bride is gifted with packets of sugar, clothing and jewellery, and the groom is given coconut, gold/silver coins, and clothes as well. The sugar signifies a sweet beginning of the marriage. Engagement rings, while not traditionally a Hindu thing, are also exchanged by the bride and groom to be.

Sometimes, a family may choose to have a pre- Sakhar Puda mehendi ceremony, it's not very common. A mehendi ceremony is when women who are invited to the wedding (hint: a lot of women) get together for a day to get their hands stained with mehendi. The bride is the star of the show, and her mehendi usually goes up to her biceps, and even her feet are stained. This is in general a very relaxed setting, with lots of cushions to lounge on and lots of food and refreshments (as is typical of any Indian get together lol food is important). A mehendi is always held before the main ceremony of marriage vows, though.

After the Vangnishchay comes the Muhurta— the priest is called once again, and this time a specific time is fixed for the beginning of the ceremony of vows. And then, the preparations begin in earnest, months before the wedding day.

Five Savashani (a married woman; the Hindi word is Suhasini) are invited by the bride’s mother on an auspicious day. They make turmeric powder and Sandege (pulses and spice powder) in mortar and pestle to be used later in the wedding, and Papad is rolled for eating. The women then hold a Rukhwat by decorating artistically and exhibiting bridal lehengas and sarees, jewellery, kitchen utensils, sweets and all sorts of bridal trousseau as a part of the wedding rituals of Maharashtra.

Next: the Sangeet! Sangeet is held anywhere between two days to a week before the ceremony of vows. There is food, lots of music and dancing to both traditional wedding songs and Bollywood songs, and it's generally a time for people to come together and have as much fun as possible. They're possibly my favourite part of weddings. (They're also not traditionally Maharashtrian, they're Punjabi, but lots of families still do it.)

Sometimes, the pre wedding mehendi is done right alongside the Sangeet, and other times it is done a either the day after Sangeet or after Kelvan (explained below). Again, lots of women come together and draw mehendi designs on their hands. Bridal mehendi goes all the way up to the biceps, and the feet are also decorated. It's very fun.

After the Sangeet comes the Kelvan, where the parents of the bride and groom to be invite each other's family for a meal. Gifts are given and aarti-puja for the Kuldevta (family deities) is performed, and in general it is a very simple yet beautiful affair. This is typically done two or three days before the wedding. The Kelvan ceremony invite also includes close family and relatives from both sides. The idea behind the ritual is to show respect and know each other better.

The day before— or sometimes the morning of, depending on the auspicious time— the ceremony of wedding vows, a Halad Chadawat is held. The bride and groom's respective families rub turmeric powder and water into their skin with the help of freshly picked mango leaves. It's a playful event, with lots of laughter and pranks. Halad (turmeric) is used for cleansing and purifying one's body before entering into a holy matrimony. It symbolizes the happy start of a new life together, and is said to protect the couple from any bad omens that may harm them before the wedding.

Now comes the actual wedding. This one's a doozy muahaha!

The day begins with a Puja of the Lord Ganpati, who is always honoured and worshipped at the beginning of any venture (there is a myth behind this, if you want to know). After the Ganpatidev Puja, the Kuldevta is also invoked to bless the couple.

The groom enters the venue of the wedding with a procession on the back of a horse, sometimes with a sword and scabbard strapped to his waist. The Seemant Puja is performed. The bride's mother washes the groom's feet and gifts are given to the groom's family by the bride's family.

The bride, wearing either a red or a yellow wedding Shalu (a type of saree) and with a Mundavalya (a string of pearls or flowers) tied across her forehead, performs the Gaurihar Puja with her parents. Rice is placed on the idol’s head as mantras and shlokas are recited. Prayers to the Goddess Parvati for a happy and prosperous married life are said.

The Antarpat ritual is the main one. A silk shawl is hung between the bride and groom while the Brahmin chants the mantras.

After the Antarpat comes the Sankalp, where the silk shawl is removed after the mantras are finished. The guests showers the newly married couple with Akshata (unbroken rice grains) to bless them with a happy marriage.

The Kanyadaan follows: here, the father of the bride gives her hand to the groom, who ties a mangalsutra around her neck and applies sindoor (red powder) to her forehead. The bride presses chandan (sandalwood) to the groom's forehead in return.

For the Saptapadi, the couple takes seven rounds around the holy fire. The bride is required to touch seven betel nuts placed on top of small mounds of rice with her right foot. Once the seven rounds are done, she places her foot on a grindstone, while the groom holds her hand or foot, symbolizing that she needs to be strong and he will always support her.

The bride’s father along with the couple pray to god for blessings in the Karmasamaapti (meaning "end of the act")

A grand feast fit for royalty follows the wedding ceremony, and there is again a lot of dancing and music. A separate Reception is also held, which is just another party so that the bride and groom— who had been busy with the wedding itself— can mingle with everyone who had attended.

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And this is it! That's your traditional wedding! It's a lot of fun, and i absolutely love attending functions like these!

I hope you got what information you wanted, and my asks are always open for any questions anyone may have. Go ahead, people, don't be shy! If anything is missing or I've gotten something wrong and you notice it, please go ahead and correct me or add on, it'll be much appreciated.

#dani tag #i absolutely loved this ask #i can always talk about tradition and heritage #especially if its Indian #thank you for asking me this Dani! #amrut answers

[lesbienneanarchiste]

"""Wisdom""" passed on from my Caboverdean grandmother so far this trip:

Don't wait too long to get married but you can't get married to the wrong man but dont wait too long to find the right one and also he needs to be able to throw you a big wedding and if he can't afford it he's not the right one. But also don't get married too old. But also don't date too much. (She was told I'm gay years ago but has apparently forgotten/"forgotten")

The best way to exist as a human being is short (but not too short), thin (but not too thin), and to be lightskinned Black. White people are mostly ugly and dark skin Black people are mostly ugly, don't even get her started on anyone else, they're not worth considering, except Indian people, who again should be lightskinned in order to look good. I'm too pale and it's too bad my eyes are green but at least I'm not as pale and blue eyed as my mom. Also I'm too tall, too fat, and don't wear enough makeup and jewelry.

It's best to be straight from Africa but 1st gen is acceptable, and if Black people (in America bro???) don't know what country their ancestors were from, that's no good either.

English is ugly but easy to know (note: she barely speaks English and can't read it)

Dogs are good pets but cats are far superior, why don't we have cats, what happened to our cats, we should go get some cats for our house

Anything lower than 80°F at all times is freezing to death

Allergies were invented by Americans

#there's.... a lot going on #even getting this much is like pulling teeth idk how much i am missing #disgruntled octopus

[navs-bhat]

Student Of The Year Rewatch Thoughts? Idk reallly know what this is yet lmao

I hope this reaches my target audience

Firstly, it's been too long since I've rewatched this I used to watch it whenever it came on tv and I'd find it while surfing

Secondly, I still enjoy this movie I think lmao

Let's see

-okay so to start with the kukkad song

-I never realised that the lyric says " ainu vekhe de munde to kehnde Oh My God" I always thought it was kudiye both times

-kinda gay tbh jk jk

-Abhi is in the wrong tbh like this guy is parking a bike in a car park and then is like who said this is an entitled rich boy's parking LIKE WHY ITS A CAR PARK NOT A BIKE PARK

I STILL DONT KNOW HOW I HADN'T REALISED IT TILL NOW

-then he goes and ruins a beautiful Ferrari😭

-one big question I have is how can Abhi even have thee audacity to get into physical fights with rich boy on what seems to be his first day

-this man is here on a scholarship he can't afford to do all this on his first day bro

-I always loved Siddharth Malhotra more than Varun Dhawan while there were many dying over varun

-I remember the whole thing was just as big as Team Edward or Team Jacob here okay

-Rohan is too mean too Jeet

-ALSO why was even Shanaya still with Rohan like according to her first few lines he definately has a habit of flirting with other girls while he calls her his girlfriend LIKE GIRL YOU COULD DO BETTER

-Rohan's dad and brother are too mean yikes

-no wonder rohan hates his dad the way he does

-why is the dean so weirdly gay its too funny but at the same time CRINGE

-it's sad to see Rishi Kapoor now :(

-all the parents are so weird

-THE WHOLE CONVO ABOUT PUSHUP BRA AND FLIRTY DMS BETWEEN TANYA AND HER MOTHER DBCBFUFBGUEFGHFOIUHKEFJBSJK

-SHE SUGGESTS SURGERY?????!?!?!?!?

-Sumo is so sweet actually

-Dean massaging the coach 😭😭😭

-DID BOMAN IRANI JUST SPANK RISHI KAPOOR IN THE FLASHBACK SCENE WHAT IS HAPPENINGCJNUDKBKJ

-hes so gay its gay

-BIG FAT INDIAN WEDDING

-TOO BIG FAT MAN

-I KNOW YALL ARE RICH BUT WHO TAKES THE WHOLE SCHOOL LMAO

-kjo definately puts in gay-ish scenes for his own self idk pls don't come at me

-THEY'VE BEEN DATING FOR FOUR YEARS :0

-him throwing duffli lmao

-Alia looks so young in this

-this beach scene always cracks me up

-let me just say whoever thinks Alia Bhatt can't act should watch this movie and then watch her current stuff lmao

-classic guy gives other guy speach about a girl not knowing he loves her

-kjo🤝girl goes with one guy while her hand slips out of other guys hand

-I love the compition tbh its so fun I always wanted to play a big treasure hunt like they do

-the really? no kills me

-this rando girl in Abhi's team has no lines like none its too funny

-Galat ghanta lmao

-again Sudo is the best lmao

-WHERE AND HOW DOES DIMPY KEEP COMING TO SAY GALAT GHANTA LMAO

-DADI RULES LMAO

-in my opinion abhi and rohan together and shanaya single lmao

-baby face Alia is really affecting my brain lmao

HAPPY BIRTHSYA 😭

-caption "the love is like a ruby, the love is like a burning sensation, the love like purity, it's more than love, it's affectionate love, I'm in love with you, it's affectionate love' ??!?!?!?

WHO CAPTIONED THIS NETFLIX

-purest love in this movie dadi and abhi

-I find it so funny that anytime no one wants to choose between Abhi and Rohan they choose Jeet

-DISCO DEEWANE

-question- on what basis did they get eliminated in ths prom thing likeis it they can't dance or something?

-the triathlon just reminds me of jo jeeta woh sikandar

-these slowmo running shots i mean-

-kiss toh nahi karega na? me: do it do it

-everyone's way too invested in them making up

-anyway its over

THANKS FOR READING THIS IF YOU REACHED TILL HERE AND EVEN IF YOU DIDNT THANKS

#bollywood #soty #i know no one is going to read this but i wanted to rant hehe #student #student of the year #abhimanyu singh #rohan nanda #shanaya sighania #alia bhatt #siddhart malhotra #varun dhawan #rishi kapoor #tanya israni #sana saeed #shruti patthak #jeet khurrana

[artkadukan]

The minute my exams are over we're gonna have a big fat indian wedding with luchi ar mangsho and rosogolla

[platonic]

#aho answers #random

[richincolor]

New Releases

Sometimes in dark moments books can allow us to escape to other worlds, other times and lift our spirits. Here are three new releases this week to help give us comfort during this dark time. 

When We Become Ours: A YA Adoptee Anthology edited by Shannon Gibney & Nicole Chung Harper Teen

Two teens take the stage and find their voice. . . A girl learns about her heritage and begins to find her community. . . A sister is haunted by the ghosts of loved ones lost. . . There is no universal adoption experience, and no two adoptees have the same story. This anthology for teens edited by Shannon Gibney and Nicole Chung contains a wide range of powerful, poignant, and evocative stories in a variety of genres. These tales from fifteen bestselling, acclaimed, and emerging adoptee authors genuinely and authentically reflect the complexity, breadth, and depth of adoptee experiences. This groundbreaking collection centers what it’s like growing up as an adoptee. These are stories by adoptees, for adoptees, reclaiming their own narrative.

The Search for Us by Susan Azim Boyer Wednesday Books

Two half-siblings who have never met embark on a search together for the Iranian immigrant and U.S. Army veteran father they never knew. Samira Murphy will do anything to keep her fractured family from falling apart, including caring for her widowed grandmother and getting her older brother into recovery for alcohol addiction. With attendance at her dream college on the line, she takes a long shot DNA test to find the support she so desperately needs from a father she hasn’t seen since she was a baby. Henry Owen is torn between his well-meaning but unreliable bio-mom and his overly strict aunt and uncle, who stepped in to raise him but don’t seem to see him for who he is. Looking to forge a stronger connection to his own identity, he takes a DNA test to find the one person who might love him for exactly who he is―the biological father he never knew. Instead of a DNA match with their father, Samira and Henry are matched with each other. They begin to search for their father together and slowly unravel the difficult truth of their shared past, forming a connection that only siblings can have and recovering precious parts of their past that have been lost. Brimming with emotional resonance, Susan Azim Boyer’s The Search for Us beautifully renders what it means to find your place in the world through the deep and abiding power of family.

Sleepless in Dubai by Sajni Patel Amulet Books

In this hate-to-love teen rom-com from the author of My Sister’s Big Fat Indian Wedding, Nikki, an aspiring photographer, accompanies her family on a trip to Dubai to celebrate the five days of Diwali in style. It should be the trip of a lifetime, if Yash, the boy next door–with whom Nikki has a rocky history–weren’t on board. Oblivious to the tension, Nikki’s matchmaking family encourages Nikki to get better acquainted with Yash. Turns out a lot can change on a 12-hour flight beyond just continents. But can betrayals and conflicting ambitions be set aside long enough for the two teens to discover the true meaning of the Festival of Lights?

#new releases #weneeddiversebooks #young adult books #ya lit

[shrekswampkeepout]

HEY YOU! DO YOU NOT LIKE MINDY KALING?

I know a lot of people (including me) have been complaining about Mindy Kaling  But I’m not here to talk about that. I’m here to talk about media that represents brown girls and guys alike (books, movies, and Content Creators) Also I don’t like how JK rowling writes her brown characters sooo here we go 

Pavi Sharma’s guide to going home (Bridget Farr)

- My Sisters Big fat Indian Wedding  (Sajni Patel)

Save Me A Seat (Gita Vardarajan + Sara Weeks) 

Hani and Ishuu’s guide to fake dating (I’ve heard so many good things) (Adiba Jaigirdar) 

The Knockout (Sajni Patel)

As American As Paneer Pie (Supriya Kelkar)

Movies (I only know Like One or Two good ones)

Wedding Season (tom dey) (2022)

3 idiots (2009) (they ripped it off in mexico I can’tttt) (They also took it off of netflix USA)

Vaathi (On Netflix) (2023)

Thunivu (On netflix) (2023)

Vikram (2022)

Avvai Shanmugi (1996)

ala Vaikunthapurramuloo (2020) It’s on netflix

Fidaa (2017) netflix 

Jeans (1998)

Content Creators (it’s the same thing across all their platforms)

- My Pawfect Family 

- Beextravegant 

- Rootedinspice

- The Global Vegitarian

- Iconicakes (sara and avni)

Pls reply if there’s anything else you want me to reccomend!!

#media recs #book recs 2023 #movie recs #south asia #india #aapiheritagemonth

[karanc]

Best Indian Destination Wedding Venues in Thailand

Thailand is one of the most spectacular and successful venues for your big fat Indian beach wedding. Thai beaches are among the best in the world and are immortalized in many Bollywood films. The perfect wedding destination can be found at luxurious resorts on white sand beaches or at luxury hotels. 

Luxury resorts on white sand beaches or luxurious hotels make this the perfect wedding destination. Thailand has become a popular choice for Indian couples looking to have an International wedding thanks to its proximity to Kolkata and Chennai and its reasonable hotel rates. Thailand has hundreds of beautiful beach wedding venues that cater to Indian weddings with the Andaman Sea on the west and the Gulf of Thailand on the east. Krabi, Hua Hin, Phuket, Rayong, Pattaya, and Koh Samui are some popular destinations outside of Bangkok. 

In recent years, Thailand hosts many Indian weddings, and today a destination wedding in Thailand can be made rather simple. Almost all wedding-worthy hotels in Thailand serve Indian food on request. While Thailand has better decor and flowers at the same scale, they are much cheaper than India. We'll help you get married in Thai paradise with the perfect wedding planner you hire!

Krabi

Ao Nang, Krabi is a popular wedding venue for Indian weddings in Thailand.  It is the perfect backdrop for your wedding to be held on one of Krabi's small and wonderful islands with crystal clear water and limestone formations.  Enjoy this almost private setting in the middle of the Andaman Ocean with your loved ones.  Privately under the open sky, you cannot get closer to nature than this. Your big fat Indian wedding can also be held at Koh Lanta.

Phuket

Although Phuket is one of Thailand’s premier tourist destinations and the beaches of Patong, Kata, Karon, Nai Harn, and others are crowded with tourists soaking up the sun; there are still many calm and secluded beaches on Phuket that are ideal for a picturesque sundown Indian wedding.

Pattaya

At Pattaya, you can experience an unforgettable dream wedding on the beach. Enjoy a romantic sunset and the gentle lapping of waves on the white sand in this beautiful town 100 km away from Bangkok.

Bangkok

Bangkok, the capital city, welcomes more visitors than any other city in the world and it's easy to see why. From gleaming temples to bustling Chinatown and floating markets, Bangkok is an oriental paradise. Indian weddings in Bangkok are also a highlight because many hotels offer delicious Indian food. You can host your dream wedding in a luxurious five-star hotel, or at a boutique resort. You and your guests will experience the famous Thai hospitality.

Chiang Mai

Chiang Mai is northern Thailand's largest and most culturally prominent city.

Hua Hin

Because of its picturesque, serene beaches and charming gardens, Hua Hin is a popular destination for Indian weddings.

Koh Samui

My favorite is Koh Samui, which is famous for its turquoise waters. Although it is more difficult to get there than other destinations (especially since there is a ferry), once you are on the island, it is well worth the effort.

Khao Lak

Khao Lak is a peaceful resort destination in Thailand, just north of Phuket Island, on the scenic Andaman Seaboard. Three national parks surround this stretch of coast, which is surrounded by hills that stretch for miles. Khao Lak is an oasis of relaxation that combines cool tropical forests with scenic beaches.

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Aqua Teen Hunger Force #67: “Antenna” | December 10, 2006 – 10:30PM | S05E11

We all know and respect this episode by calling it by it’s REAL NAME: “The Lowesode” 

In “Antenna” (I call this Aqua Teen Hunger Force tale… “Antenna”), a huge antenna gets built over Carl’s house. It is interfering with Shake’s television reception, and “interference is forbidden!” as he might say (he does not say this, he is mostly racist to Indians in this). Carl gets a big fat old brain tumor because of it but it’s cool because he loves the new alien show he has (which I simply do not understand; aliens are scary as hell).

What’s actually happening is the antenna is a ladder to the alien’s home planet, and the show is actually a live feed of two of the aliens pretending to stack boxes for Carl’s entertainment. They are going to come down and take over Earth or something like that. I don’t know. I watched this twice and I technically don’t know how the alien’s plan shakes out. Frylock doesn’t kill them. They enslave Shake and make him tell knock knock jokes on TV. Also, they have George Lowe. He’s the Darth Vader to their Emperor Palpatine. He’s muscle they send down to intercept Frylock, on his way up the ladder to have words with the aliens. Lowe is wonderful, of course, playing himself and ad-libbing to absurd degrees. George Lowe’s character seems slightly redesigned from his appearance as the wedding DJ, but maybe it’s just the wardrobe change. Frylock even references his love of folk art in one scene. 

I like this one a bunch, but for some reason I am genuinely bothered by the opening sequence with Shake doing his night-club act. This sets up that the show is being told via his flashback in this moment, essentially starting the show at the end and working it’s way back. It seems like a gratuitous choice just to get more of shake doing stand-CUP (lol) comedy. I don’t know why I find it so off-putting, it’s a comedy show - LAUGHS ONLY. Call me a “mean guy” if you must. 

Mike Judge and Will Forte are the big guest stars in this one. MAN they are both great. Mike Judge delivers his famous BEAST-MAN line, which I fucking love. I keep stopping writing this write-up to do my impression of it to nobody. Will Forte’s voice is good too. I sometimes wish he was less famous and just fulfilled his true destiny of being an underpaid staple of Adult Swim. He should’ve been Brak.

I’m watching WOLFEN tonight, in Meatwad’s honor. Wish me luck.

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