Rambheemjennysita Au Modern Reincarnation

Hello fellow nashuri moots hru hope your having an good end of the month. I have received so much likes and comments on this story. I’m so grateful for the your continued support and sharing. Without further ado chapter five.

Chapter 5: Bubastis

~Shuri~

I felt for the first time an urge to not be right yet we are. I was right Bubastis was all old tombs and desert.

“Griot, can you scan any other life or town around here?” I asked walking around.

“Scanning Princess” he replied.

I leaned against a pillar tired and frustrated we’d been here only five minutes and I was ready to go home. The emotional and mental weight on my shoulders added more additional pressure to my stress.

I’ve been scammed and bamboozled.

Before I could start going on a rant about how Bast would have to catch these hands and how I wanted to throw her in a vat of hair remover so she could look like that cat from cats and dogs the revenge of kitty galore.

“Princess in one of the tombs there is an sign of an oasis.” Griot cut into my sacrilege plans and revenge.

“Which direction?”

“Behind this temple”. I turned and entered the temple with statues of intact and eroded depictions of cats.

I delved deeper and found a crypt with a gold mask of a cat in the middle of the room a doorway in the middle of it open. I felt the humidity and a bright light ebbing from its cracks.

I carefully stepped through the room wary of traps and such. I slipped through the crack in the door and shielded my eyes from the light.

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The door quickly slammed closed behind me and before I could panic I came to the sight of a giant oasis. The water is clear and the air is similar to Wakanda’s. the trees and crops outlining the banks of the river.

I readied my black panther suit ready for whatever came next to tear away this serene scene and stepped more into the mysterious oasis. I turned to my left and couldn’t believe my eyes. There lay a big city with beautiful architecture and signs of vibranium in the buildings.

I stumbled as two kids ran past me giggling.

It motivated me to move to enter the vibrant area. A bustling marketplace hummed in the familiar tune of bargaining, calls of sales, and orders being given.

I looked around in awe at the place and its liveliness. There was a thrum that brushed over me in care. No doubt Bastet was here, her followers had her depicted in their architecture and clothing a sign of her ingrained in every person.

But who out of all of them is really her? She said she could be a man, woman, or child and appear at any age but what makes her distinct?

“Griot any supernaturalness in anyone here other than me?” I asked reaching the square of the city and looking around.

“There is a faint trace calculating” I let out a frustrated moan and plopped down on a step.

‘So much for coming to me’ I rolled my eyes.

I took out my flask of water gulped down the cool drink and took a moment to observe and cool down. I smiled at the kind people who had started to approach and started to strike up a conversation. Some tried to get me to buy something or just gave me items and food for free.

A few hours later

The children took a shine to me as well urging me to play some soccer games and other games with them. The time slipped with each interaction until I was caught up in a conversation with a musician.

“How do you like Bubastis so far?” she said handing me some juices to try as we continued marveling and talking about the beautiful city and people.

“It’s beautiful I haven't seen a place like this anywhere else other than home(and talokan)” I replied sipping and humming at the sweet taste of the coconut and melon juice.

“Oh, and where is home?” she asked.

“It is like here the air is crisp, the water is clear and clean and the people are lively, and even when we fight we still forgive and grow and love each other.” I reminisced.

“Sounds wonderful I wish I could see it someday” She replied and before I could say something in response the children swarmed her and I.

“ ‘basti, ‘basti please do music for us please” they begged and we both laughed fondly at their eager pleas.

“Alright, alright my cubs I’ll make music for you what would you like me to play.” She asked turning to her guitar case and bringing out a guitar. And other musicians surrounded us ready to play.

“Sing a song from Nigeria”

“No no, sing a song from south africa”

“No, do an international piece we loved your singing from other continents they sound so beautiful coming from you ‘basti”

“Okay, little cubs how about I perform a song from India hmm” They vibrated with energy and nodded excitedly.

She said something in Coptic and the musicians started playing a serene tone. The singer started vocalizing, moving around and serenading the crowd.

I quickly glanced at Griot's report and saw she was nearby. I scanned the crowd but saw no one resembling the goddess from my dreams.

Drums rang in the air catching my attention again as dancers started to appear out of nowhere in time with the beat and ‘Basti stood in the middle. What.

The video of dheera dheera from magdheera

She sang and danced with the mystery people and looked like a moving work of art her movement was flexible and graceful almost like a cat.

No way ‘basti, Ubasti, Bast.

She started changing forms she grew a bit taller and her skin formed a galaxy pattern. She formed ears and a tail and her irises slit to that of a cat the man who performed the duet with her was mystified and put even more effort into their performance.

“First time seeing Ubasti perform” a voice cut in and I turned to see an older woman sitting beside me.

“Yes is she…”

“The goddess yes”

“How did I not notice,” I asked turning part of my attention back to the goddess.

“She only exposes herself when she performs for the kids, they are the only ones who don’t fear her form and make it more comfortable seeking her.” exactly as she instructed someone will lead me to her, and then she would find me.

“It’s been a tradition since her birth that she performs for the people she sings, dances, and plays with us. Our days never result in anything but joy.”

The performance ended in cheers and joy like the woman said she hugged and playfully chased the children. She finally turned to me and all the people appeared behind her in a bow.

“Welcome princess Shuri to Bubastis sorry for the long wait my panther,” The woman said her voice a bit deep, mature, and smoothed like caramel and honey. Her eyes were a galaxy purple sparkling in excitement.

“You are really real, this is really real.” I breathed out taking everything once again.

“Yes, Princess Shuri and thank you for being patient with me and my people. They haven’t seen anyone in the outside world before and begged me to let them entertain you a bit before I sought you out.” She apologized with a sheepish smile.

“I-It’s okay I enjoyed their company” I stuttered standing up with an incline of my head in thanks.

“Ready?” She asked placing her palms out in time for our ritual. I nodded and placed my own a bit hesitantly in hers. The tattoo on my arm tingled and glowed a similar one appeared on her arm.

My mind was engulfed in magic as an image of an infinity sign and ankh formed and sealed together an even deeper mind link forming between us.

“I am you and you are me,” She said in finality. It was finally official.

The oasis immediately started to change time went faster and the door appeared opening revealing the tomb and the sleeping form of Bast’s body holding an ankh and sistrum.

The bast with me let go of my hands and went over to her people and did the signature wakandan greeting.

From what I now observe and found to be how the Egyptians buried their dead. They returned it with a few tears. A sign that her leave from this world a big affect on them.

“I love you my cubs” she said in Coptic love and care in her tone.

After the tearful goodbye with a couple hugs from the children she went I’ve to her body.

“My people want to say goodbye to you princess you’ve made a great first impression” she threw over her shoulders as she past me, climbing into her body.

I turned to the city people who were greatly cherished by her. To see them waiting to address me and once again bowed in farewell.

The crowd got up from their second bow with a smile, some calling out goodbyes, and others mostly waving to me and giving the wakandan greeting in respect to me.

They all slowly started to disappear with sand and wind. The shadows of cats run away into the changing scenery. One of the kids who played with me named Ife called out.

“Please come visit again princess” her smiling form whisked away with the wind and a tiny kitty running to follow the others.

I went through the portal door the warmth of the oasis leaving me. Now that I’m back in the tombs I am faced with a graveyard with gold statures in my wake.

“They were…”

“Dead”

I turned to see her now awake the ankh and sistrum tattooed to her arm along with our matching mark. She looked almost human.

Her eyes and tattooed face were an indignation of her otherworldly powers.

“Yeah, they were my first-ever followers since my creation they have allows held a special spot in my heart. After their death thousands of years ago they used to care and love for me living. I wanted to return the favor. Creating this part of the duat for them to spend eternity”

she continued coming out of her crypt.

The goddess brushed sand and dust out of her hair and body accepting my hand up.

I sighed resigned that I would be returning back to Wakanda and in turn seeing Namor once again.

We got out of the tomb to my aircraft an air of silence mutually settled between us in a break from all the magic and supernatural events. I really needed ten bottles of palm wine now that my fate has been set in stone.

“Griot set the air craft course for home” I ordered.

“Setting course for wakanda princess”

Me too but that’s where the rest of the story goes to reincarnation and our little family end up happy and living their best life in the modern world. Might have to find a way for Jaan to have her baby panther and tiger might name them after her dads. In the reincarnation as well.

RRR headcanon

Hi RRR community I’ve been a fan of the movie for weeks now and have read and followed most of everyone’s posts and fic ideas and wanted to put out my own. I wanted to do an AU about bheem, ram, Jenny, and sita being poly and they adopted my ocs (Jaan and Johari two young girls who were saved by the group from the British in a raid or was on the run and bumped into them and asked for help) Or the idea that just like Malik they were taken by the Scott’s and brought to India. I loved the head cannon of reader daughter to rambheem and wanted to put out my own for my characters.

- If they were with the Scotts Jenny knew them and asked bheem to help save them.

- after rescuing ram she leads them to where they are hiding since she snuck em out.

- The two have a soft spot for the girls as soon as they see how protective they were of each other. And sita soon follows suit when she meets them.

- Due to the time period they are in ram bheem sita and Jenny get married in Herero marriages together. So only their villages know their real relationship as opposed to the rest of the world. And adopt the girls.

- Johari is ramsita’s kid and Jaan is bheemjenny’s kid.

- Johari is a soft kid and has a extroverted fun personality while Jaan is a tsundere with an introverted and reserved personality only really being more extroverted around Johari and her baba(bheem).

- Malli is their bestie and they all do cute pranks on the adults and get into chaotic mischief.

- Johari loves helping out around the clinic bheem and sita own and work at helping the rebels. She also loves learning telugu and English with their mummy(Jenny) and daddy(ram).

-Jaan loves animals more than people due to her memories of their kidnapping and how much pain and suffering they indured. Bheem was able to get her to trust them by bringing little animals to talk about and pet.

- One day she ventured out causing a panic and came back with two baby animals. A panther and a tiger. Rambheem worrying about the mothers being nearby and Jennysita worrying how she got bear them to take them. Johari shaking her head in amusement because of course Jaan would come back with two big cats as pets like it’s just a normal thing🙄.

- Jaan tells em about how they lost their parents and we’re all alone so she saved them and brought them so they wouldn’t be lonely anymore like she was. Cue family fluff and reassurances. And the fam had new additions to the family.

- Babai loves the two to bits and spoils them along with the villages. They call him grandpa and that made the man break into tears once.

- Jaan and Johari are like rambheem ice and magma and mix of their parents temperance. Ram(fire), sita(earth), Jenny(air), and bheem(water).

- the girls grow up to be freedom fighters and speak out on the injustice to black and brown people in India, just, and USA.

- rambheemsita pass away at canon ages and Jenny raises them until her passing at age 70. She promises them they will all reunite like their baba promised in the next life and will be borne a family again in a world where they will all be free and accepted.

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Please let me know any face claims that could go with this idea and any feedback this is my first post.😊

Ubasti chapter two: cat goddess

Chapter two: Cat goddess

The story of Bast is a very complicated one in ancient lore and mythology she was born from fire and tamed. She began as her sister Sekhmet bore from Ra’s eye, anger, and senility sent to punish humanity for refusing to worship and respect him.

The new goddess almost laid waste to all of Egypt drinking from the blood of her victims even going against Ra (through the urging of the other gods) when he asked her to stop. With the combined efforts of the gods and remaining humans, they tricked Sekhmet into mixing a concoction of blood and red wine.

They poured 7,000 barrels of the drink down the streets giving the illusion of a river of blood. Sekhmet drank it all until she passed out asleep and was finally tamed. From a part of her godly essence, Bastet was formed.

As Sekhmet awoke she saw Ptah and fell in love with him becoming his wife she continued on as a war goddess more tamed now and in protecting Ra a job shared and later passed on to Bastet and the Pharaohs. Ra leaves his demi form and continues his duties as a sun god on his boat raising the sun and fighting Apophis. Leaving Osiris to take the throne as god and pharaoh to Humanity.

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10,000 years ago

-Third person-

“What do we do now?”

“Is father sure that she has been tamed?”

“What about this new Goddess what if she’s worse?”

A small figure whimpered at that last comment her ears drawn back in sadness and fear she dint know what was going on. One minute she was waiting for her sister to say it was okay and explain why they were separated. Maybe introduce her to papa. But he was gone and my sister was sleeping in a god’s arms.

“Enough everything has been settled Sekhmet isn’t after humans for Ra’s rage anymore nor for enjoyment, Ra has finally continued in his true form, and humans are safe now. Go and continue with your duties we have a lot to clean up and repair.” The god holding Sekhmet cut in sharply stopping all comments. The other gods left to do their jobs and prepare for the new king.

Ptah approached the tiny goddess and gave her a smile.

“Hi little kit how do you feel?” he asked and she mumbled an

“Tired and hurt”

“Where?” he asked alarmed

“Here and here” she replied pointing to her head and heart.

“Well I know just the thing to help with that join me?” he held out a hand she took it and finally stepped out into the light.

“A child” a passerby gasped.

The two gods paid them no mind, Ptah lifted her up allowing her to curl into her sister’s lap and rest. Taking her to one of her many homes until she was ready to attend to her duties and share her sister’s roles.

At Ptah's main temple

“Better Kit?” he asked as she drank some tea and milk with honey helping her headache.

Bastet listened attentively to Thoth who stayed behind to inform bastet of the history of their families and her coming role as a goddess. Her heartache was buried with the information of being able to help the humans and atone for her and her sister’s rampage.

“Yes, when can I help?” Bast asked staring up at him with her galaxy-purple cat eyes.

“Later, for now, rest and listen you have a lot to unlock and learn about yourself before you can attend to the humans kit.” He said patting her head and turning back to a sleeping Sekhmet.

Bastet half listened to Thoth and stared at the open space.

“But who will these souls turn to?” She mumbled

Her tail stood straight at attention at the figures of humans wandering aimlessly looking for help and calling out but no one could hear them at least no one but her.

Rambheemjennysita house pt.1

Here is the family’s house and basic layout the bedrooms with their given aesthetics will be posted later on today.

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Please tag anyone who you know would like this this is part of my series of rrr reincarnation headcanons.

Please enjoy 😊

Rambheem 1920s headcanons

- what if young ram and bheem met Jaan and Johari(their daughters in my ocs) and have like a week where they hang and talk about the future.

-also Rambheem and soya who have passed meeting older Jaan, Johari, and Jenny and reunite before they are reincarnated in the modern world.

-bonus of fluff and angst where ram gets emotional at their lives and all they have done and gone through. Having to process that and being comforted.

-loving their daughters growth and activism in India and around the world. Bonding with Jenny and joking about how she’s the oldest of them all now having made it to 70+

Pets for rambheemsitajenny family modern AU

Hey moots I wanted to set up a poll of sorts and see what pets fit the fan’s old pets. Since the Jaan can’t have her tiger and panther in the modern century. I’ve decided to get them pets that are similar to their old pets.

First is the cat here is raju named after ram and has a similar personality. They both butt heads and fight over the family’s affection especially Bheem’s. But have a great time together when he reads books in the library’s their favorite spot in the house.

(He looks so pretty 🤩)

Next is the dog bheema I wasn’t sure which dog would fit maybe a golden retriever or a husky. Let me know in the comments. He is cute fluffy and an amazing companion him and bheem playing together or just interacting has all the family’s hearts.

(These two have my whole heart right now 🥰)

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Rambheemsitajenny headcanon pt.2

reincarnation modern world/meet charak:

- The couples are all married in a four way and have adopted and raised the girls once they were babies. They live in Mumbai and are active faces in the community.

- Ram is the chief director of the police in their area and is a huge contributor in getting a lot of corrupt people in jail. He decided to go on this path to better his interactions and past with the civilians. And protect them from any domestic and possible international threats again.

-Bheem is a doctor/minister along with sita and own their own hospitals that do amazing work with holistic work. He is encouraged by the town and his family to take office due to his relationship with the public and how good he is at fighting for what’s right.

-Jenny owns her own school to teach English and many other studies in the arts. Having been inspired by rambheem’s nattu. She works in bring amazing talent and voices that need to be heard and helps them spread their message to the world through public speaking or through art and dance. (India knows plenty about art and finesse Jake)

-Sita manages their hospitals and does outreach work in helping families in times of trouble with those antagonizing their communities. She is also president of a women’s forum and youth center to give therapy to young people affected by lives similar to ram and her’s in the 21st century.

-Jaan is in school as an international relations/social work student to join in and help support India, Africa, and America/uk issues. And does social work with troubled children so that any child that is in need has somewhere to go for help. Sometimes she brings her kids over for tea and they bond well with her parents who helps her and JoJo with background checks on potential adopting parents and their intentions.

- Johari is a doctor and an professor at a college in Delhi she co owns an help center for children with Jaan and is engaged to be married. She is also active in her and Jaan’s social work center. And helps a lot of adults find jobs, homes, etc regardless of their story. She also does public speaking on these issues since youth unemployment is an issue that had stemmed for a long time. (comment who would be a good love interest for her and Jaan below please)

-Both Jaan and Johari find out their origin before being taken by the Scotts. They reach out to find any blood relatives of their past and learn more on their African/black culture and embrace their birthright.

-ram definitely has had incidences where both his lovers and children end up in his office for being arrested for something.

Jennysita🍃

Ram: you both went past the speed limit on a horse and bike missing hitting two stop signs and missing three traffic lights?

Sita: we drew inspiration from you bangaram

*referring to their honeymoon where rambheem were wasted and tried to do their fav past time of competing against each other and crashed. Which sita has black mail material on ram*

Jenny: 😊(sweetly saying with her eyes threats to let ‘em go or the tea will be spilt to the group chat they have with Babai and Lacchu)

Ram: -sigh- your free to go

Jaan and Johari

Ram: *rubs face* you both drag raced your moms car blaring N.W.A. F the police flipping off the Scotts while running over their rose bushes.

Jaan: *sipping some tea and sharing his deadpan look* allegedly

Ram: -deadpan- you took a picture on your Instagram saying you’d do it again, forget your rose bushes karen(lady Scott), and tagged them and me in the post as well. *holds up his phone to their pages.

Johari: *gives him a sh*t eating grin* allegedly we must have been hacked.

Jaan: *nodding head* mhm mhm yes definitely been hacked.

Ram: -eye twitch- go home and get ready to apologize to them when I get home.

*he ended up reposting the video after Scott said some ignorant stuff about the girls. Ram also exposed the Scotts and held a party watching them get arrested and getting dragged on social media *

Meeting charak bonus

-the family go to movies to see rrr but don’t know it’s about the parents. (Ram is paranoid due to conspiracy theorists as one post talked about in a charak reincarnation, bheem only watches animal videos and use WhatsApp to send chain texts and memes, sita and Jenny know but don’t say anything to see the guys reaction, the girls just think it’s a coincidence.

-until they see their introductions and all have several spit takes coupled with looks of shock and awe. The girls seeing the events that took place and remembering seeing pieces of them before they were rescued by Jenny. And having a visual look at the stories they had heard growing up.

- Someone records them and they go viral again(having been viral for looking like their actors and paparazzis mistaking them for the stars) and are invited to meet the actors and talk about the story of their “great great great great great grandparents” and sharing their namesakes.

-cue charak and rambheem cute bromance moments and the girls instigating.

Movie reactions

Bheem’s reaction

Ram’s reaction

Johari’s reaction

Jaan’s reaction

Their reactions to the fight scenes and friendship.

Sita and Jenny’s reaction to their family’s reaction especially ram’s spittake.

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Meeting you (rrr story)

Rambheemjennysitaxdaughters story

Jaan and Johari are both pre teens here(sorry if the age isn’t accurate to the storyline and canon) and have a wild adventure meeting the young versions of their dads who are like supermen in their eyes. They get to meet them at their most vulnerable and learn more of their journey to who they are now.

JoharixJaan meet young rambheem(1920s) 

Jaan’s point of view

A chill ran down my spine as I looked around my surroundings suspiciously, something was up and I’m not sure if it was a good thing. My eyes scanned the trees and terrain they shifted warily with the breeze and my anxiety increased. 

“Chinnakka(Lil sister)” a voice said from above and I looked to see Malli swinging her legs from her perch in the trees nestled safely. 

“Hey, Mal akkai(big sister)” I called out.

“Rupee for your thoughts?” she asked as I approached her tree. I took off my dress and was left in my corset top, pants and boots. 

I climbed up and sat beside her, giving her a smile in thanks for extending a hand to help me up.

“Now what’s plaguing my Jaan?” she asked pinching my cheeks.

I smiled at one of many childhood nicknames I was given.

Shrugging I replied.

“I felt a change and it feels familiar can you feel it too?” she looked around and nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, it feels like when anna is here. Every time he enters the forest it welcomes him back.” she explains.

“ That’s what scares me Baba is with mama in her and daddy’s village tending to the other freedom fighters and restocking supplies. So how could it be?” I lamented worrying my lip. 

Before she could reply two growls filled the air we looked down to see bheema and raja stalking a small figure with curly hair. A boy! He was taking measured steps back keeping direct eye contact. I quickly climbed down with Malli calling out.

“Bheema, raja no stop!” 

Before I reached the bottom the boy ran and a switch changed in them they started off after him giving chase.

“No!” I screamed and raced after them I swung through vines and ran like a bat out of hell calling after them Malli right at my feet. They met at a grove where he hid giving us time to jump on the panther and tiger’s back distracting them. They tried to wrestle us off gently whining and whimpering.

“No that’s not good, you scared the poor dear to death. No goat for dessert and I'm telling baba” I scolded them getting out their way along with Malli. When raja stubborn like his namesake tried to jump on me he got hit on the head with a rock. 

“Leave them alone” a small voice cried and there was the boy out of his hideout and staring defiantly at the two cats.

“Little one please it's okay their my cats.” I said soothingly patting a glowering panther. I swear he’s really embodied daddy’s spirit and personality. 

“What’s your name, where are your parents?” Malli asked patting bheema who purred and preened at the affection. 

I assessed the boy he was dressed as a gond child and even reminded me of malli’s brother. His eyes are what got us. Wide and expressive just like mommy described all those years ago. With deep emotions and when I heard him say Bheem a chain reaction set off as I gasped. Raja and Bheema put two and two together. “Bheem” did too at their personality switch as the two big cats yipped and stirred in excitement. Geared up he bolted and they took off after him knocking us over. 

“Wait” I called after and ran after them again Malli rushed to catch up with us. I ignored my beating heart and sharp pain on my side as I crashed through the forest.

There’s no way but there he was now standing at the waterfall looking to jump. I rushed over a call of baba as he jumped. once raja and bheema lunged I did too, slipping and tumbling over the cliff after Bheem. Hitting my head in the process the last thing I heard was raja and bheema’s worried roars and malli screaming my name.

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yo being black and depressed is hard as fuck. being black with anxiety is hard as fuck. being black with a chronic illness or disability is hard a fuck. everybody expects you to be ‘strong’ at all times and no one sees black people as complex or nuanced enough to be capable of suffering. no one ever thinks we could possibly need help. and if you’re a black woman, the moment you stop thinking about others and try to tend to yourself you’re a selfish lazy ungrateful bitch.

support black people, esp women, who need help. don’t just call us strong or tell us we’ll get through it, help us. protect us. uplift us. allow us to be beings capable of suffering. give us the same space you’d give white women to express our pain and be there for us like you would for anyone else. 

RRR headcannon rambheem daughters

“It’s time for our debut” Jaan sighed smoothing her hand through her dress.

“Lil sis…?” Johari inquired walking over to her sister’s place in front of the mirror.

“Sorry just wish they could have been here to see this…” she trailed off.

“Who says they aren’t mama(sita),baba(bheem), and daddy(ram) will always be with us even in passing know why?” Johari asked

Jaan shrugs with a shake of her head “why Johari?”

“Because I see them in you and your mannerisms from your walk, your talk, your love for our homes in the forests and the wildlife especially the big cats like baba.” Johari started making Jaan crack a smile with each word she said.

“ how you care for patients with me and mum(Jenny) at our clinic. In your laughter, your smile. Even your cute grumpy face especially sometimes I think I see daddy’s(ram’s) ghost emerge when you do and makes it even more powerful once your really in full ice mode.” She explained tickling Jaan who squealed and grinned her sadness forgotten.

“JoJo nooo,no fair”

Johari beamed at her tiny tsundere sister who had grown much over the years in their adoptive parents care.

It was a shame they passed too young leaving them and their mummy(Jenny) to continue allying their family’s country that they have called home from Britain’s rule and fight the oppression the beautiful nation has faced in their hands.

Just as their fellow sisters and brothers in America and in the African diaspora fought for their culture, land, freedom, and identity. Which is why they are here in their parents room dressed in western clothes ready to fight and ally their family here in India and in diaspora. From British rule using their same law, socialization, systems against them.

Just as ram did with the police but they won’t go as far as he did this will be a fight to bring less blood shed and more peace and people together.

“You know sometimes I do see them in you too your smile and kindness like mummy and baba. And your determination and grounding nature like mama and daddy. We really are a mix of their auras. An Powerful ocean that can be interchanging coupled by an gentle yet fierce breeze.” Jaan replied watching their reflections.

“An sheltering yet powerful blaze/flame with an encompassing earth.” Johari chimed.

“Ice” Jaan

“Magma” Johari

“Girls.” A sweet voice said and they turned to see Jenny having aged gracefully yet still held an heavy air to her at the loss of her lovers.

“It’s time”

Marsai Martin & Lovie Simone as Jaan

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