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There is a quote I read earlier in the day, "when a god grieves it leads to destruction", and the frequent comparision of varadha to almost a god, recipient of Deva's devotion, it makes me wonder, "what is a varadha without deva?" who would he be? how does he live? if he saw Deva die in front of him?

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was it casual when a post about them makes me breakdown in the middle of the day under broad daylight?

Was it casual now? (stucky's version)

Steve:

Was it casual when I joined the army so I could search the whole world for you because I knew you were still alive out there when they announced you dead?

Was it casual when I wrote a list of things to catch up on and made sure to include all the things you loved?

Was it casual when I said "Even when I had nothing, I had Bucky"?

Was it casual when I risked my life for you when you were still programmed to be a ruthless killing machine because I knew you would recognize me if I told you "I'm with you till the end of the line"?

Was it casual when I said that I can't date people who have never had the exact same experience as I did... and there you were?

Was it casual when I became a war criminal, went against the Avengers, my own friends, sacrificed the shield, being Captain America, just to keep you safe?

Was it casual when you were dusted away and I just lied down on your ashes for so long even though there were still aliens trying to kill me?

Was it casual when I refused to move on, even when everyone else did, because I believed you were still out there somewhere?

Was it casual when I spent countless nights searching old records and secret files to find any trace of you?

Bucky:

Was it casual when I offered you to stay at my home forever, even if you don't pay rent, as long as you stay with me?

Was it casual when I was the only one who took care of you when you got sick, worked jobs to provide for both of us, and was the only one who accepted you for who you are way before you became Captain America?

Was it casual when you said "Are you ready to follow Captain America to the jaws of death?" and I replied "Nah. The little kid from Brooklyn? That's who I'm following"?

Was it casual when it only took you saying my name to break me out of 70 years worth of torture?

Was it casual when I let you go even if it meant going back to the people who had tried to kill me over and over?

Was it casual when I barely remembered my own name, who I was, but I immediately recognized your face?

Was it casual when I decided to risk my new life in Wakanda to help you, knowing it might mean war?

Was it casual when I kept your photo in my belongings, even when I was on the run from the government?

Was it casual when I base my whole life's worth on how you perceive me? (ok this is kinda depressing)

The both of them:

Was it casual when I ignored my own safety to pull you out of the wreckage, time and time again, because I couldn't bear to lose you?

Was it casual when I stood by your side through every personal battle, even when the world turned against us?

Was it casual when I followed you into every impossible mission, no questions asked, because I trusted you with my life?

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right?, exactly, the winning or losing never mattered, but it would be fun if they did have bhaira winning now and then. 'as long as he had his violence in the sea' makes so much sense thank you that is exactly what he is, the greed they mention it's more of the violence too soothe the brutality in his knuckles.

I've got ideas, devara and bhaira fighting (not for the weapons), but duels every time the raids are underwhelming and bhaira is reeling from the lack of violence??

yeah alright I watched Devara, and while I am going to refrain from commenting on the movie as a whole except that it was tarak treat, boy, I do need to comment on that tension between bhaira and devara because well it left a long-lasting impression than the movie itself.

the fight scene: also known as, the scene where I, a village head, and you, another village head, fight one-to-one for the weapons, and by fighting not just punching each other into the next weekend, but touching our foreheads and taking the time to tie our wrists together because? I don't know too? why?

the (after) fight scene: the 2 minutes of I, a village head who just beat you, another village head, in a fight, but here is my hand, hold my arms and lean on me--sorry did that hurt?

(I'll definitely bet my money, that during the years when Bhaira wins, he extends the same moment of support for Devara)

If I wasn't so beaten up by of work I would have churned out a devaira? bhairadev? fic (I still might, who knows)

saw @scarletsabers-blog's post and had to dive in because this is a vision imo

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yeah alright I watched Devara, and while I am going to refrain from commenting on the movie as a whole except that it was tarak treat, boy, I do need to comment on that tension between bhaira and devara because well it left a long-lasting impression than the movie itself.

the fight scene: also known as, the scene where I, a village head, and you, another village head, fight one-to-one for the weapons, and by fighting not just punching each other into the next weekend, but touching our foreheads and taking the time to tie our wrists together because? I don't know too? why? to make this fight harder and conclude quicker? are you sure?

the (after) fight scene: the 2 minutes of I, a village head who just beat you, another village head, in a fight, but here is my hand, hold my arms and lean on me, sorry did that hurt?

(I'll definitely bet my money, that during the years (if) Bhaira ever wins, he extends the same moment of support for Devara)

If I wasn't so beaten up by work I would have written a devaira? bhairadev? fic (I still might, who knows)

saw @scarletsabers-blog's post and had to dive in because this is a vision imo

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oh my god?

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HAHA Deva could learn a one or two from me~~

varadha is stronger than he comes across as and that is because he understands strength comes from within, he is unbreakable, he is regal, he is just so powerful. He is someone wars can be justified for, he is someone you'd want to fight for, shed blood for him, he is that glorious purpose, oh god he is everything

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if varadha as kartha stood in front me, the black kurta, the dark kohl, the brooding expression and the emptiness in his eyes, how is it possible to not have your heart break? how is it possible to walk away? how?

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THIS!

Its not only nirbhaya, disha and moumita

This could be your new born child at the hospital,

This could be your toddler at playschool,

This could be your daughter in your neighbourhood,

This could be your sister going to college in broad daylight,

This could be your girlfriend returning from work,

This could be your mother who went to get vegtables,

This could be your grandmother that went to the temple,

This could be your friend at home,

This could be you and me

At this point anyone of us might become the next victim

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fictional interpretations such as mritunjaya, palace of the illusions can exist but as a reader it is important to know the creative liberties used and please do not quote them in critical arguments about the text because it is nothing but misinformation

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karna this guy, why is he the one getting all the 'doomed and wronged guy' treatment when he does this??

Duhshasana dragged her with even greater force, so that she almost lost her senses. He repeatedly called her “slave” and laughed uproariously. Karna was delighted at these words and approved of them by laughing out loudly. [ 285 (60)]

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today I am here to gently remind everyone that krishna--madhava, madhusudhana, janardana, said this about arjuna in 1033 (56) [pratijna parva]:

"Tomorrow, I will act so that Arjuna, Kunti’s son, can kill Jayadratha before the sun has set. My wives, my friends, my relatives and my kin are not dearer to me than Arjuna, Kunti’s son, is. O Daruka! Bereft of Arjuna, I will not be able to look at the world even for an instant. Therefore, it shall not be that way. 35 For Arjuna’s sake, I will slay the standard-bearers of the enemy, with their horses, chariots and elephants, with Karna and Suyodhana. In the great battle tomorrow, let the three worlds witness my valour. O Daruka! For Dhananjaya’s sake, I will show my valour in the battle. O Daruka! Tomorrow, I will rout thousands of kings and hundreds of princes, with their horses, elephants and chariots. Tomorrow, you will witness the army of kings shattered by my chakra. For the sake of Pandava, I will angrily bring them down in the battle. Tomorrow, the gods, the gandharvas, the pishachas, the serpents, the rakshasas and all the worlds will know me as Savyasachi’s well-wisher. He who hates him, hates me too. He who follows him, follows me too. Use your intelligence to comprehend that Arjuna is half of my body"

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oh my god this is beautiful.

It was a silly promise, one might say, if they didn't know Vaasudeva Krishna, or the love he had for Dhananjaya Arjuna.

Mere words, one might call it, said under the tongue-loosening influence of wine, from one soul to a part of itself, said in response to a silly question: "For thee? I would do anything."

But mere words they were not.

"For thee? I would do anything," Krishna said, watching smilingly on as Arjuna stared smitten at Subhadra gentle, encouraging his best friend to take his own sister away.

"For thee? I would do anything," he laughed, pulling out the simple wooden flute that was his last relic of Vrindavana, playing music so enchanting that every member of the court lost themselves in the melody.

"For thee? I would do anything," he murmured the words, feeling the pain of humiliation in Krishnaa's and Krishna's heart. He would tear all the Kauravas apart if his Partha but asked.

"For thee I would do anything," he whispered, embracing the other half of his soul after five long years, his mind touching on ancient memories of twin sage-warriors in a previous life.

"For thee? I would do anything," he assured in the wake of a choice that seemed foolish but was anything but, even take up the reins of a chariot if you asked, he thought.

"For thee? I would do anything," he said, voice transforming from soft love to divine power, from best friend to god-mentor, from Partha's Madhava to Jagatpita Narayana; to sing the song of the gods in the wake of his Partha's tears.

"For thee I would do anything," his mind uttered, dropping the reins to lift a chariot wheel to provoke and safeguard his dearest one, to incite Arjuna to shoot arrows at the very same silver clothes that he had once messed up with childish dust.

"For thee? I would do anything," he wept in his heart, turning the reins of the chariot away from the battlefield, Abhimanyu's ragged breath echoing in his ears, every arrow, every stab, every hit his nephew faced striking his own heart.

"For thee? I would do anything," he whispered, horror curdling his own insides at the earthshaking oath his Partha had uttered—swearing to Daruka that there would be no day Krishna saw the earth without his Arjuna.

"For thee? I would do anything," he uttered, finality and gaiety and grief echoing in his voice as he watched Karna take aim at Ghatotkacha. I have spared no efforts in trying to keep you alive this long, Partha. If it means that one of your own has to die to keep you alive, so be it, he thinks with a love that is more selfish than even he expected. Not even Arjuna's grieving and horror-struck questions once Bhima's child has fallen can cloud the sun of relief that shines in Krishna's mind after the deed was done.

"For thee I have done everything, Partha. Let me be selfish this once," he whispered to the air with a dying breath, and his eyes shuttered closed for the final time, because he would rather die than wake to the day his Partha left before him.

idk why I wrote this but my brain glomped onto the feeling when I was reading their convo after Ghatotkacha's death and Kanha's love for Arjuna is deliciously selfish and selfless all at once. he would do anything for Arjuna, even let Ghato be killed just to exhaust that Vasavi Shakti just to keep him alive.

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oh boy, he is surreal.

Arjun - "jagat mei sabse sundar kon madhav?"

Krishna - "mai parth aur kon ?"

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been reading some peter parker centric fics and honestly I know it's a stretch but Abhimanyu and him would be friends

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sometimes do you ever think what a glorious doomed individual arjuna is? He is indra's son, the indra among men, so strong, so powerful, and he is kind and forgiving.

Dhananjaya, the one who is prosperous. Savyasachi, the one who is ambidextrous. Kiriti, the one with a diadem as radiant as the sun, Vibhatsu, the one who fights fair, Jishnu, the one who can never be dominated. Vijaya, the one who is victorious, Gudakesha, the one who conquered sleep. Krishna, the one who is dark-skinned.

and then, you remember his lotus-eyes, his curly hair, a neck like a conch, his lovely voice, his elegance as a dancer, and for a second you almost cannot believe he is gandheevadari because he is beyond human comprehension.

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varadha is stronger than he comes across as and that is because he understands strength comes from within, he is unbreakable, he is regal, he is just so powerful. He is someone wars can be justified for, he is someone you'd want to fight for, shed blood for him, he is that glorious purpose, oh god he is everything