Subbing some part that I like from โThe force of RRRโ interview that @veteran-fanperson translated to English because Seriously Charan and Tarak were being so flirty during all of this lmao and Rajamouli was third wheeling his way between them with ease ๐ like he has seen them like this every single day he becomes so unfazed. Like when Charak keep talking about the military jacket like some inside naughty joke between them or when theyโre fighting over a damn shirt lmao that was too funny. I mean, why why charan acting like a brat wanting to tease Tarak and Tarak just play along with his antics and even bringing unassuming Kart to their little quarrel ๐น they are grown married adults but still playing this little silly game with each other. Their relationship is one to be envied.
And then Tarak calling Charan โBabyโ unprompted then basically flirting with him saying that he could drink anything he made even poison! lmao Rajamouli almost lost it at this part and laughed so loudly ๐
I also like the part when Tarak rehearsed the time he had conversation with Rajamouli during a shoot but without knowing the context behind their interaction it definitively looked like Jr NTR was just shamelessly flirting with Charan, touching his knees and so on while Charan listening to whatever heโs saying tentatively, smiling hanging nodding at his every words and bumping his feet on the floor out of giddiness, istg this two men look so much like 2 highschool students in love ๐
When I watched this interview I was thinking like โwow, they finally succeeded in not touching each other, the messy sitting arrangement help!โ Only for Jr NTR end up finding a way to touch Charan at the while retelling his story with Rajamouli. Istg it looked like poor excuse ๐น just said you want to touch him and be done with it. Because! he was supposed to talk with SSR right? Itโs their moment afterall and yet he didnโt spare a single glance at SSR during all of this but instead just talking with Charan ๐น I canโt trust them at all.
I knew that I will giggle till my face hurts if I read this whole piece from the moment I saw you say Rajamouli is โthird wheeling his way between them with easeโโฆ and it didnโt disappoint me! Ouch lol!
Seriously Rajamouli is too comfortable being in these two men company with all their antics lol he blend in so perfectly like a glue sticking this two even closer together. Thank you SSR for creating opportunity to make them spent more time together for the past 4 years. ๐
I want to talk about how cute this moment was, Ram Charan looking like a little kid hugging NTR, pulling him into his arms so hard and pressing their cheeks together, their both tongue pushed against their teeth in their mouth in a really adorable manner like an excited little boy, the sheer joy in their expression especially the glint in his eyes was so apparent, Charan was so happy here and no one canโt deny it, many people bear witness behind them about this gleeful exchange, the vibrant energy was contagious and everyone around them was feeling it as well.
Charan shook NTR in his arms and he almost didnโt want to let go not until the host basically pulling NTR away from him. If theyโd okay with him hugging NTR while giving the interview he might have done just that lol so hesitant to let go.
I couldnโt help but notice by the way his hand also linger on the side of NTRโs waist, then he bring his palm to touch his stomach too, pressing his thumb on his center as well before he hold hand with NTR WITH BOTH HANDS!
Loving how he couldnโt stop admiring the tiger design on NTRโs outfit ๐ so adorable that he wants to keep poking on it and basically ignoring the interviewer just so he could look at the design longer. Charan why are you so precious?
When NTR talked to someone behind Charan, they both keep holding hands ๐ basically they never let go of each other hands, Tarak busy with other people, Charan with the interviewer and yet their hands were in each otherโs grip. I feel like they want to keep it lowkey but failing ๐
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When Charan finally aware that he should give time for NTR to conduct the interview alone with the variety host so he excuse himself and before that, he didnโt forget to touch Tarakโs chest one more time and give a squeeze to his hand before letting go.
They love each other so much and so openly itโs hard not to notice through their body language around each other, itโs real ! And pure and super lovely.
I need this tenderness in my life. I need this one person, man or woman, be so delighted in my presence and who Iโm so delighted by. I need them like I need cool matka water on a hot summer day. I want to drink in the love thatโs pouring off these two, the sweet warming honey thatโs just showering them and their surroundings. Theyโre so happy with each other it makes me happy. Seriously, if a genie came up now and offered me a ton of money or really hot sex for the rest of my life vs an hour with my person, Iโd take that hour without blinking. That one hour of love is enough.
new ship alert: abhi square ๐ so this came about cuz the wonderful @jjwolfesworld posted a pic of tarak as abhiram from nannaku prematho and he looked so jdkfgwkskdkdkg that i had to look for a potential groom for him ๐ and my brain decided on charan as abhiram from gav cuz abhiram square seemed like a match made in heaven lmao
@stuckyandlarrystuff tysm for encouraging me to write a fic for these two โค๏ธ
let's just assume charan!abhiram is called ram by his ppl and tarak!abhiram is called abhi to avoid confusion with their names. also do let me know how i can improve their characterizations, i'm not sure i got them right
(in case you haven't watched the films, tarak's character is super smart, like smart with a capital S and charan's character is a fun loving, sweet guy with a naughty side to him)
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Englishu muddhu
"Abhi, I'm so bored!" Ram whines, dropping the book he's been reading onto the coffee table and looking at his boyfriend from his supine position on the sofa. They've been cooped up in their flat since morning thanks to the biting winter weather plaguing London and Ram can't take it anymore.
Abhi is sitting on the bean bag nearby, busy with his phone. He lifts his eyes up to meet Ram's. "Boredom. A state of mental lethargy that the average person experiences from time to time. Your brain is probably running on low levels of dopamine."
Ram groans and buries his head in the cushion. "Why am I dating this robot again?" he mutters.
Abhi lets out an amused chuckle. "I'm explaining the science behind it to give you a solution. If we increase your dopamine levels, you'll stop feeling bored." He says it so matter of factly, as if there's a knob somewhere for Ram to adjust the levels as he wishes.
"And how do we do that Abhiram garu?" Ram asks exasperatedly.
"Well, maybe you can solve some puzzles with me Abhiram garu, they're fun," Abhi suggests, waving his phone. After dating for a few months now, they've both become used to the weird feeling of having a boyfriend with the same name.
Ram rolls his eyes. "No, thank you. Not everyone is as obsessed with them as you, you know."
Never has Ram come across someone who's as into these brain games as Abhi. Why the man bothers with them though, Ram has no idea. He solves even the toughest of puzzles in a matter of seconds so what's the fun in it?
"Because it keeps me mentally sharp," Abhi answers, as if he's read Ram's thoughts. "And yes, I can read minds." he adds with a tiny smile.
Ram raises his brows. "Really now?"
"Of course."
"I totally believe you."
"Want me to read yours?" Abhi offers, voice so confident that Ram is impressed by his ability to lie with a straight face.
"Sure," he replies instantly. He has nothing better to do anyway.
Abhi puts his phone away, and rises up from his spot, going to their bedroom and returning with a blanket.
"What's that for?" Ram asks in confusion but Abhi just walks to him and wraps the blanket around his body before hooking his arms under Ram's thighs and lifting him up in one fluid motion.
Ram squawks, clutching at Abhi's pullover clumsily with his fingers as he's hugged closer to the man's chest. "What are you doing? Set me down Abhi!"
"Moving us to a better location," Abhi replies, walking to the balcony at the other end of the room.
"Abhi, I swear to god, if you don't set me down right this moment, I'm going to rugby kick you into-"
He doesn't get to finish the rest of his threat because Abhi slides the door to the balcony open and they're greeted by a cool draft of wind.
Ram shivers a little, shrinking further into Abhi's arms. "It's so cold, can't we just stay inside?" he moans.
"Just for a while. I want to show you something," Abhi answers, stepping out and proceeding to settle them on the massive egg hammock that graces the space. Ram adjusts the blanket so it covers them both. Can't have his boyfriend freezing to death.
"So what is it?" he asks, his breath fogging up before him. His gaze follows Abhi's and lands on the vast cityscape of London that their twenty-third floor flat affords. He takes in the towering skyscrapers that seem to spread to the horizon, the Thames winding its way around them, a ribbon of silver gray.
With everyone indoors on this frigid Sunday afternoon, there is a tranquil feel to the city and the skyline looks like it could be a picture on a greeting card.
"Beautiful," Ram mutters. "Is this what you wanted to show me?"
"Kind of," Abhi replies before changing the topic. "Shall we start then?"
"Start what?"
"Mind reading of course," Abhi answers, expression serious. "You've got to sit facing me."
Ram feels a smile tug at his lips at how far Abhi is taking this farce but he nods and changes his position so he's straddling the man. "Go ahead," he signals.
A pair of hands come up to frame his face. They're warm and Ram nuzzles into them subconsciously.
"Focus on my eyes," Abhi murmurs and Ram does as he's told, looking into inky orbs the colour of the night. Abhi is gazing at him with an intensity that sets Ram's heart aflutter. For a moment, he almost believes Abhi really can read his mind.
What will he find if he looks into his thoughts though? Will he realise how nervous Ram is at this moment? How self-conscious he feels? Will he know how smitten Ram is with him?
All at once, he becomes hyper aware of how close they are. Ram's chest is almost pressed against Abhi's and he can hear the rhythmic thumping of twin heartbeats. Their breaths are intermingling with each others and it's as if the air is growing thick with tension.
Ram's gaze inadvertently slip to Abhi's lips for a moment before flickering back up, only to see the corners of Abhi's eyes crinkle. He clears his throat and looks away. All of a sudden, he doesn't want Abhi to know what he has been thinking about.
"Why not? Is it because you're thinking about kissing your handsome boyfriend senseless?" Abhi's voice is laced with amusement.
Ram sputters. "I was definitely not thinking that," he lies, feeling his cheeks burn.
"Really? But I was able to gather from your thoughts that you wanted to close the gap between us and press your lips against mine."
"Like hell you did! This is cheating!" Ram complains, not willing to be led by the nose by this man. "Of course my thoughts are going to go in that direction if you look at me like that!"
His angry remark doesn't have any effect on Abhi though. He just looks at him with eyes shining with mirth. "Glad to hear I affect you so much."
Ram gives him a dirty look. How is this man such an expert at twisting his words to suit his own purpose?
"Go on then, what are you waiting for?" Abhi prompts.
"What do you mean?" Ram asks, puzzled.
"Like I always say, locking your emotions inside is not healthy. Butterfly effect, remember? So you need to act on them immediately. You wanna kiss me right?"
Ram's eyes go wide. "Are you for real? You are impossible."
"We've kissed a million times already so what is the problem?"
"If I give in now, after you pulled such a sneaky trick on me, I'd feel like I lost this dumb game. So the problem is that your boyfriend is no less competitive than you."
"Good. That's the way I like it." Abhi smirks. "But," he continues, bringing his hand up to check his watch, "you'll be kissing me in two minutes."
"Two minutes? Really?"
Abhi leans forward suddenly and Ram thinks for a moment that he's going to be kissed but there's a voice in his ear, "Look at the sky."
"Why?" Ram turns his head and looks up, squinting his eyes at the grey skies above. All he sees are patches and patches of clouds overlapping each other. "Abhi what-"
That's when he sees them. Tiny flakes fluttering down from the sky like petals.
It's snowing.
Ram holds his breath. It's definitely not the first time he's seeing a snowfall, he's witnessed them countless times already. But it doesn't make it any less magical.
The snowflakes drift gracefully through the air as if they're slow dancing their way to their destination and before long, the city is enveloped in a shimmer of crystals that twinkle like tiny diamonds as they fall.
Ram watches them in a daze, mesmerized, until Abhi's voice interrupts him.
"Ram, I love you."
Ram turns back so quickly that he almost has a whiplash.
"Abhi what-?"
Abhi takes Ram's hands in his. "There is a belief in some cultures that if you express your love during the first snowfall of the season, you'll be together forever," he states, before adding, "So I wanted to watch it with you."
Ram eyes go soft and it takes him a moment to digest what's going on. "Is this what you wanted to show me?"
Abhi hums. "See? Your boyfriend isn't a robot."
Ram laughs, feeling light headed. "I love you too," he whispers, the feathery turnings of want fluttering beneath his skin as a sweet ache takes over his heart.
He glances at Abhi's watch. Two minutes to the dot. "I want to kiss you senseless right now," he declares, pinning the man in front of him with a provocative look.
Abhi lifts an eyebrow. "Is that so? Well, I always do say suppressing your emotions is not healthy."
"And I agree," Ram replies, grabbing hold of Abhi's sweater and pulling him into a kiss, feeling a smile against his lips that makes his own quirk up.
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the title "englishu muddhu" translates to "english kiss" and i took it from the "gulabi kallu" song from gav. idk, the way charan says it in the song did things to me and i had to use it somewhere
the thing about first snowfalls is something i came across in kdramas and i wasn't sure how ingrained it is into korean culture although i did find some articles on ์ฒซ๋/first snow so i didn't mention anything particular about it
btw what are the odds that both charan and tarak played characters names abhiram?? and both characters grew up in london?? charak planned this right? right?? ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ
So @ssabriel preached the dynamic between Veera (ASVR) and Siddha (Acharya) to me, and Iโm down with it so bad. Here are some of the thoughts for now.
Veera remembered that he was not impressed by Siddhaโs idea at the beginning. From the moment he saw this man, he was attracted by the indomitability in those eyes, which was completely different from the anger he concealed in his heart.
He held the old manโs wrist and carefully guided him off the train. He landed on the ground first, then turned around and raised his arms for the latter. He recalled the mud in his hometown, as if the dust to cover the sky came to his face, but it did not affect his sight. He looked at Sidhha. His hand put on his shoulder and the body that could not be well healed from the old wound, bumped into his chest because of unstable footsteps, there were two voices struck in his heart at the same time.
* Too skinny/I want to protect you*
Veera looked at the gentle eyes that were different from his elders, patted his shoulder with a smile, signaling him to let him down.
He saw a worn-out and immature self reflected in Siddhaโs eyes. He grabed the clothes in his arms, dragged the dazzling yellow scarf, gathered them around his chest and tightened his embrace.
He remembered that the villagers had asked him the meaning of revenge.
When he was packing his bags, they asked him what he wanted. Veera just wanted to break the vicious cycle. Killing and hatred would not solve the problem, so he left his hometown and arrived at the unfamiliar area, came to the forest further west, rumored to have nurtured many monks and wise men - Padagatan.
The knowledge he possesses was useless in this vast land, so he let his smartphone ruthlessly lied in the corner of the luggage. He tried to do as the locals do, he asked the merciful mother goddess, but over time, the earth was exploited bit by bit. He couldnโt get the answer he searched for, thus he continued on his way to Dharmasthali, and as he crossed the Jeevadhara River in a small boat, he saw the tide pooling, surging and breaking into little waves, which disappeared before his eyes in a while. He seemed to realize something, but when he let the water flow through his fingertips, the sticky touch of the scarlet liquid splashed on his hands that day still made him irritable.
Maybe the tiredness finally drained him out, he lost his way in the Siddhawanan Forest.ย Before he ate up his last drop of water and solid food, he came to a beautiful lake. Even the wooden house beside seemed to appear in a fairy tale.
He saw him there, wearing worn but clean clothes. He stood in front of the door like a painting, with a crutch in one hand and holding firewood in the other. He just stared back at him with those pairs of piercing eyes, and in that particular time, Veera knew he found his moment of truth.
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Every scene seetha has was foreshadowed with Bheem's scene doing the same thing, I have made a post about this topic once but then laet night I watched RRR again with my sister and suddenly feeling like I was hit by a brick when I realized that Bheem was putting a bindi on Ram's forehead too just like what Seetha did and SSR even shot the scene when Bheem picked up the "soil" that's so deliberate. Okay it's canon, Bheem and Seetha both are Ram's lovers. Bye.
