#janatha garage

[enigma-the-mysterious]

I don't understand cis men who don't find Nandamuri Tarak Rama Rao Jr attractive meanwhile all the aces and lesbians I know agree that he is on a personal mission to attack everyone's sexualities and unite the world under the one single sexuality of Taraksexuality

I am on mobile so I ran out of space but rest assured my gallery is filled with one gazillion pictures of Tarak Being Beautiful at Everything

[dreamsofnightmares2035]

so i'm cleaning out some of the wip-snips i've written that i don't see myself completing. y'all have four options: ignore this, write it yourself, make up fun hcs or bully me into writing it (no guarantees).

this is my janatha garage x rangasthalam crossover au:

sathyam wakes with the crowing of the rooster.

his bad leg doesn't hurt him as much this morning. it'll get worse with the cold, he knows. the house is quiet, apart from the few vehicles shuddering down the road outside. he thinks he can hear bose's motorbike approaching the garage. sathyam lies there contemplating life, in those few moments of peace before his alarm goes off.

like clockwork, he hears his bedroom door open, and in bustles a young man—he's finally trimmed his hair and beard like sathyam was telling him to for weeks, and today's choice of clothes are his yellow button up over his red vest, and the dark green lungi they bought him for his birthday. he looks like a walking traffic signal.

"sathyam garu! good morning!" he calls, setting his tray down on the bedside table a little too loudly, making sathyam wince.

"good morning, chitti." he heaves himself into a sitting position and takes the glass of water that chitti holds out to him, his head subconsiously tilting. he raises his voice to ask, "did you sleep well?" chitti presses the plastic cap of tablets into sathyam's hand.

"did i sleep well, he says," chitti grumbles, yanking sathyam's blanket off his legs to fold it. "i wake up at four-thirty in the morning, sweep the yard, feed chicken, get your medicines and your breakfast ready, all by myself because no one else in this house does any work, and you're asking me if i slept well. no!" he tosses the folded blanket onto the mattress. sathyam notices, not for the first time, how chitti's accent gets stronger when he's rambling. it reminds him that the boy hasn't always been around. "i can't sleep thinking ayyo, is it too cold for sathyam garu? and will he get up in the morning when i call him for his walk? and did he eat enough for dinner? what if he gets hungry?" he steps back, tapping his foot impatiently. sathyam must make a face, because he raises his eyebrows. "you won't get up? you won't go for a walk? see?" he asks his non-existent audience. "how can you get better if you won't cooperate? and how will i sleep if you don't get better? eh?"

sathyam holds up a hand to stop the scolding and pushes himself up onto his feet with more difficulty than he would like. a dull ache in his leg makes itself known. he ignores the 'i-told-you-so' look on chitti's face.

[hachinana87]

Janatha Garage (2016)

[luxshine]

Remember the cute Bheem Cubs? Well, now they can be yours! You can adopt them in sticker, magnet or many other forms now at my Red Bubble store!

A box of cute young tiger cubs going for a good house! You need to adopt them all together, because they cry if they're separated!

[gifseafins]

@tarak-manspread

[fangirlshrewt97]

Some douchebag: In the six-week lifespan of a bee, she will only produce a quarter of a teaspoon of honey.

Anand*: Only? How much honey can you produce you self-aggrandizing bastard?

*from Janatha Garage

[11013fsfo]

Anand from Janatha Garage

Love me a man who hugs trees and beats ass

[eenadu-varthalu]

It’s Letterboxd Sunday. This time: Favorite actors edition!

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