#bheem x reader

[willowwhispers01]

Tell me I am not Crazy!

Okay, tell me I am not crazy but I am sure I saw a yandere fic of poly with Ram and Bheem from RRR!! Like seriously, I need to know where it is so bad!! Help your fellow simp out!! (┬┬﹏┬┬)

[sada-siva-sanyaasi]

bheem the kind of fool who would obliviously turn you on the entire day with innocently raunchy and sneaky touches and have the most confused look on his face when you're all hot and bothered to the point where he thinks you're sick.

[ramcharantitties]

Sita's Box

RRR

(Alluri Ramaraju x reader)

NSFW

SFW

Sangam Tera part 2

7 minutes

tera rasta chhodun na

piya ji ke desh mein

dhokadadhi

aaj ibaadat

sajda

tera aadi ho gaya

barfaani raatein

diwali

Nadi kinaare

Series

raghuvan, teri raah nihaare (completed) with @dumdaradumdaradum

when Ram returned home after years of study, he didn't expect such chaos to fall. What will happen when an educated man betrothed to another falls in love with the owner of a brothel? - Ram x oc, akhtar x oc, bhansali!au (almost)

radha

Ram and his wife adopts a daughter under unfavorable circumstances, how will their life turn out now? - Ram x reader, oneshots

bandook meri layla with @rambheemlove

RRR au, where Ramaraju is assigned a case where he finds out who caused the RC organization art expo bomb blast and exactly why was one of the top trader of arms in India was present there. - Ram x mafia!oc, Akhtar x Jenny

Tumhe jo maine dekha (completed) (nsfw)

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

Accha Lagta Hai

a short series of Ram and Y/n's domestic life - RRR au, Ram x reader

Other Woman (completed)

Ram was the best husband. The most caring and wholesome, and no one could love you more than him. There is no way he will leave you, right?- RRR au, Ram x reader, cheating fic

Rasiya (completed) (nsfw)

It wasn't like you weren't getting any action, but you always felt that Ram held back so he does not hurt you. Maybe this potion Jenny got you will help in some way?- RRR!Ram x fem! Wife! Reader, Aphrodisiac fic

Rangrez (ongoing)

Alluri Sitaramaraju, crosses paths with Kainat, a woman with a mysterious past. They gradually uncover each other's hidden pasts, discovering that both have been deeply involved in the struggle for freedom- for or against? Heeramandi(oc) x RRR(Ram)

Randomayan

how i picture y/n in my fics (rrr)

dekha tha

hanahaki

dhivara (amrendra bahubali x reader)

chot (kala bhairav from magadheera x reader)

KGF

Fanart

Drunk convos

Gun

[marvel-potter-1d-korea]

I love you

Pairing: Your choice x reader

Summary: You miss your boyfriend

Angst, but mostly fluff💕

(I'm supposed to be studying)

Hey guys, this is my first ever fic on Tumblr and i have written this on my phone. Not proof-read. This is just a small, wholesome one-shot about you and your choice of character. So here goes nothing.

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You're really missing him. You know that he is busy but this is the longest he's taken to reach home. You're about to call him when there's a ring of the doorbell. "That must be him." You rush to the door and open it.

He stands there, tired as hell but so so happy to see you. "Hi baby" you reach up to him and kiss him while tangling your fingers in his hair. He holds your waist and deepens the kiss. He smiles into the kiss and sighs.

You pull away and lead him inside. You don't ask him anything because you know how tired he is. "Come on, go freshen up and meanwhile I'll set up the plates. I've made your favourite." He holds your hand and spins you towards himself. He hugs you and buries his face into the crook of your neck. "I love you, you know that? Thank you for being with me. I know I can be a handful but i thank god everyday that I have you and you haven't already gotten tired of me and left me. I appreciate you so much." You're speechless. With tears in your eyes you say "Baby, i love you too. I do all these things because i love you. I want to take care of you. I love to take care of you. Yes you can be a handful," you both chuckle "but i love that about you. The way you get angry or annoyed at the littlest things, your smile, your eyes.....," You pull away and hold his face in your hands. He melts into your touch and closes his eyes for a moment. "I love you and i don't ever want to see you tired or sad yeah? I don't think I can take it honey. It physically pains me when your sad. I know you have a lot going on in your mind and trust me when i say this, I'm with you alright? You can share your worries with me. We're a team and we'll get through this together. You don't have to man up with me. I'm here to help you. You can let loose around me. You wanna cry? You can cry, I'm here. You wanna scream? I'm here. Don't bottle up your feelings and thoughts baby that's not healthy. I worry when you get all quiet and deep in thought. I know you're thinking about something serious and you think that maybe you don't wanna worry me but honey, tell me things. I wanna know what's going on in your mind. No matter the time, when you feel like you are ready to tell me, then tell me. I won't judge. I'm here if you want a listening partner alright?"

"God i love you so much" he says and leans down for a heated kiss. You kiss him back with the same fervour but stop yourself before it gets any further. "Ok your tired so no funny business tonight." He whines. "No means no. Now go on, go wash up, I'll get the food." He obediently goes and on the way you smack his ass. "Hey! What was that for?!" He turns and asks in disbelief.

"Aise hi" you shrug with a cheeky smile on your face. You both laugh.

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Whew!! That got longer than expected!! I don't know how this turned out so please don't kill me if it turns out bad.

Reblogs are appreciated!!

Taglist: @jeonmahi1864 @aasthuu @thewinchestergirl1208 @obsessedtoafault @budugu @sellylove @payasamlover

[ramayantika]

RRR FICS

The Flower Valley (Bheem x reader oneshot)

Y/n got some children's story books for Malli and her friends and Bheem always finds Y/n to be super adorable. A little romantic time away from the kids and from the village isn't going to hurt anybody now, is it)

Back to You (Ram x reader)

Unknown to Ram's childhood past and his purpose, Y/N's anger had already caused too much of a bitter spat between the two. Love wasn't just enough when the fate of the nation was in the hands of those colonizers and betrayal by one's own hurts too much. A dear friend tells her the truth about Ram, and regrets fill inside her heart.

Is it too late to patch this relationship?

Part 1 Part 2

[voidsteffy]

“I love how you look in my shirt.”

Can you do this prompt for Bheem x wife! Reader

Towards the Sunlight

Bheem x wife!Reader per @budugu's charming request

kinda nsfw, not seggsy times but talking about it. this is mostly fluff tho

I do not consent to my stories or aggregation of aesthetics being posted in any website in any other name other than mine. plagiarism will get you under the wrath of my tears so think thrice.

You hadn't gotten out of bed for what felt like a reeling eternity. Everything was moving so fast, yet you never felt the whiplash of urgency.

Strong arms wound around you somewhere around early morning and now stuck to you with a sheen of sweat: the warmth of the sun dawning upon your marriage or the love dawning upon your hearts. Bheem— your husband's heart pounded blood into his throbbing veins, every sound in his body reached you magnified. Like a pair of dhols celebrating your happiness.

His nose was buried in the dip of your shoulder, fingers splayed against your waist.

You loved being touched, just held. And you loved being touched by him.

Your marriage with Bheem had been like a formal deal between families: your uncle wanted to get you off his hands after your parents died, and Bheem's Pedananna wanted his dear son to find love in this marriage. Your marriage with Bheem was testing fate if two strangers could fall in love despite never having a perfect idea of the very concept.

The first few months were like a budding friendship. Then the roots started growing deeper, as if they understood that y/n l/n, this forlorn woman, wanted his love. He'd started to bring you flowers on his way from morning runs, and then he'd invite you to go with him on them. Your favorite Kishore Kumar songs would play every evening in the garden. He made you laugh, he praised you and defended you to his friends, and his hugs grew warmer and held more than friendship.

You found yourself gravitating towards him: a plant towards the sunlight. Yes, perhaps that was the correct symbol for him. Bheem was your sunlight, a friend who was on your team no matter what, the one for whom you added a little extra butter in the rotis, for whom you had brought up the notion of adopting loads of animals even if you were scared of them.

And after months after watching your relationship blossom with your husband, everything became better. The passion of the night before made sleeping parts of your brain wake up glowing like diwali fireworks.

Bheem, your Bheem (you could say that now, the thought made you giddy to the feet which were still entangled in his) had been a tender person who roughened in bed.

You loved it.

You liked your hands held and your kisses with so much love that passion was a barrier. This was more than passion.

This was adulation. This was worshipped.

You loved being worshipped, and you loved worshipping.

This new development made you appreciate your husband, this felt like the first day of your eternity with him. You had forever with this man now, because even if you didn't, you wanted to stay till this forever was over and the next forever began.

Bheem stirred as the first light of day peaked at him in the eyes through spaces between blinds.

And with him, so did his member against you.

Oh, you had almost forgotten just how much you liked it. You made a sound, sounding almost like a blissful moan, without realizing he could hear it.

"Good morning." he kissed the slope of your jaw and you squirmed in delight. A smile broke out on your lips, poking his beard leaning into you.

"Good morning."

You looked back up at him, looking back down towards your wrapped bodies. Your cheeks just couldn't stop smiling, and when you felt him lift you both up onto his laps, you could see that his cheeks were no less.

"So..."

"So..."

"Last night was..."

"...Amazing right?" he chuckled.

You nodded your head, wrapping your arms around his waist. You laid your ear against his chest. Listening to his steady was your favorite, it was decided.

"I'd like to do that a lot more times."

His eyes lit up with happiness. "Good. Me too."

You shift his hands down along his back, shifting your chin cradled on his shoulder.

"OH GOD IT'S LATE, YOU'RE LATE FOR WORK!"

You jump off in a panic, rechecking the watch on your nightstand. Sure enough, Bheem was an hour behind his usual schedule.

You both moved in a frenzy, blankets bundled up and tumbling out of bed. You grabbed your hair into a bun, walking away, when Bheem's hand stopped you. A warm imprint holding onto your hand, rings clanking against each other.

You looked back at him.

What met you was a boyish grin on his shiny black beard.

"I love how you look in my shirt."

You tugged the long sleeves closer together, laughing. All hurry melted and you basked in his love. You let him pull you down back into bed and let him love you a little bit longer.

And he let you love him back.

A/N: My playlists be like ->

when i'm writing fluff: Kalaya Nijama, Vastunna Vachestunna, Surro Surro, Manmadhude, Hima Seemallo, Buggey Bangarama

when i'm writing smutty: Kadallalle, Prema Desam Yuvarani, Em Sandeham Ledu, Oh Sita Hey Rama

i hoped you liked this budugus! and you all else reading this with her too❤️ this is the first time i've ever written reader fics so it might have an odd voice? be the judge

tagging: @budugu @hissterical-nyaan @rambheemisgoated @rambheem-is-real @bromance-minus-the-b @aasthuu @thewinchestergirl1208 @stanleykubricks @ramayantika @the-gayest-tree-you-ever-did-see @flyinlove @ronaldofandom @kuhuchan @chandalika-pdf @lostgreekgod @mish-ka @bishh-kanya

[nyotamalfoy]

Pls someone help ur behen out, I really want to write something for the rrr fandom but I literally don't know what. So if anyone wants to request anything for rrr x reader (actors and characters) now would be a great time 🥲👍

@rishi-sita @thewinchestergirl1208 @burningsheepcrown @lil-stark

So I just realised I don't know many people here soooo 🥲 pls spread the word

[sada-siva-sanyaasi]

bheem loves you. you know it, ram knows it, jenny knows it, malli knows and so do everyone around you and bheem. it is pretty evident. somehow, bheem doesn't still know.

he doesn't realise it's love when he walks behind you as he shows you around his forest, a fond smile on his face as you learn about everything belonging to his world with active interest.

he doesn't realise it's love when he wipes your plates a little more unconsciously before serving you food, shrugging when ram asks him about it. "she should have the cleanest plates anna, like the rest of us you know." ram nods, a small knowing smile on his face as he thumps bheem on his back and leaves.

he doesn't realise it's love when he makes garlands for your hair with the prettiest flowers, beaming as you smile at him in thanks, offering to put them in your hair himself. he does it with the utmost delicate hands too, admiring you as you admire your hair.

he doesn't realise it's love when he hugs you, breathing in your scent and staying there for a while, trying to map the feel of having you in his arms for as long as possible into his heart. you stay too, loving the warmth he radiates.

he doesn't accept that it's love when ram says it is. "it's just friendship," he insists as ram and jenny look at each other with exasperation on their faces. "trust me, that's all it is," he tries again as malli and sita stare at him blankly, tired of trying to talk sense to him. "that's what we are, right?" he asks you one day, and you don't say anything. but the way your shoulders drop a little and eyes lose a little of their glow doesn't go unnoticed by bheem. he always notices, it's you.

he doesn't accept it's love until he sees men looking at you, lust evident in their eyes and suddenly the image of you with anyone other than him begins to suffocate him; so much that he doesn't calm down until he beats up the guy following you around. he beats him till the man falls unconscious, till ram comes to pull him away, till he spots your tear-stained face.

bheem loves you, and he finally accepts it in front of you, holding you close to his heart. suddenly, it all fits like a puzzle, he feels like he learned to breathe for the first time, like colours were finally added into the world.

and no one rejoices more than ram about Bheem's realisation, because it means he could be a smug bastard for a lot longer.