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Listen yar, a rec account recently rebooted my old fic that was meant to dive into seetha but i lost interest in writing it after a breakup, however I wanna pick it back up but the fandom is pretty dead.
I have ideas, so is there anyone who wants to read it still? If so send an ask about what your looking forward to reading in it.
The fic is "Did I ask for too much"
Y/N: Ram genuinely amazes me a lot of times.
bheem: why?
*looking at Ram* Y/N: he could figure out where a weapon was hidden inside a stick by looking at its shadow.
Y/N: and he also asked me yesterday what the Spanish word for tortilla was.
Y/N: it smells like blood in here.
Bheem, suspicious: how do you know what blood smells like?
Ram: she and Sita bleed for five days a month you idiot of course they know-
Governor Scott: welcome to the “Fuck Alluri Ramaraju Club”, meetings held twice a week where we all collectively say fuck you to that piece of shit.
Y/N, Bheem and Sita standing up: uh, there’s been a misunderstanding here you see..
Kidnapper: we have your boyfriend.
Y/N: which one?
Kidnapper: what-
Y/N: you heard me.
Kidnapper: uh- buff, ring on nose, almost naked, is growling at us?
Y/N: oh that’s Bheem. Yeah no he has you, good luck.
Y/N: do I like this? Yeah, I love these guys a lot. But there’s some stuff I do miss, you know.
*loud crash echoes in the background followed by yells*
Y/N: like silence.
*Ram screaming at the top of his voice and Bheem roaring back*
Y/N: complete, absolute peace.
*Seetha scolding both of them and Jenny sobbing*
Y/N: I WANNA GO HOME TO MY PARENTS-
Y/N: your hair looks good today.
Ram: my hair looks good everyday.
Bheem: oh boy.
Y/N: you make it so hard to flirt with you.
Ram: you make me so hard.
Bheem: *chokes*
Y/N:
Ram: that’s how you flirt.
Jenny: where’s Y/N and Ram?
Bheem: arguing.
*in a distance*
Ram: I don’t remember asking you though!
Y/N: that’s because you didn’t! I told you regardless!
Ram: why?!
Y/N: because dogs don’t ask, they simply listen and do as they’re told.
Bheem, Seetha and Jenny: oooooof.
