krshnjun
krshnjun
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krshnjun · 29 days ago
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I'm crazy
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krshnjun · 29 days ago
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‘Krishna, could you talk a bit more about Radha?
Do you keep in touch or how you met or anything?’
~asked by @holding-infinity-and-a-book
Radha: apparently he is too busy picking the right flowers for Arjuna’s bath anyway 
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krshnjun · 1 month ago
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Yes I'm Kshatriya, because I fight for my country. Not fight with my country
Yes I'm Brahmin, because I learn and preach about my country and the martyrs. Not preach against my country.
Yes I'm Vaishya, because main apne desh ki growth ke liye sauda karta hu. Apne desh ka sauda nahi karta.
Yes I'm Shudra. Because main apni desh ko serve karta hu. Desh drohi ko nahi karta.
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krshnjun · 1 month ago
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The One Who Holds My Reins
Oh Krishna, my dearest Madhav, I have seen my god in you- Your blue-hued gaze holding the vastness of the universe, The stars themselves moving at your silent command. Oh Keshava, my dearest Madhav, You weave fate with the flick of your wrist, Yet hold my reins with hands steady, patient, kind. You gather the shards of my broken mind, And in your embrace, I am whole again. I have heard your laughter, bright as rivers in spring, I have seen your stillness, deep as oceans before the storm. And now, I breathe your name- A prayer not spoken, but felt in the marrow of my soul. Hai Parameswara, Hai prabhu, You have lifted the veil from my eyes, Shown me dharma, my path, my truth. This war is no longer about me, my pride, my sorrow- It is the weight of the world, the will of time itself. Oh Janardana, father of the universe, In one breath, I bow down to you, Yet such is your simplicity, that in another breath- I can crumble into my sakha’s arms Oh Govinda, for your cause- I would shatter a thousand bows, a thousand destinies. And when the dust of war settles, When the echoes of battle fade into silence, It is not victory or defeat I will remember- But the chariot’s wheels turning beneath your steady hands, And the voice that called me back to myself.
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krshnjun · 1 month ago
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Ok so I got inspired by @desigurlie 's comment and in general every other comments on @whysatoru 's post
And here's some incorrect quotes T_T
#1
Yudhishthir: Ahh it's good to see you Vasudev-
Krishna: Do you wanna know how much I love Arjun?
Yudhishthir:
Krishna: *continues to spew out a 56 page essay about how much he loves Arjun*
Arjun: .... please stop I beg you
#2
Balaram: Kanha you need to-
Krishna: Dau do you wanna know how much I love Arjun?
Balaram:
Krishna:
#3
Draupadi: Keshava-
Krishna: dO yOu WaNnA kNoW hOw MuCh I lOvE aRjUn
Draupadi: *sigh*
#4
Duryodhan: I-
Krishna: DO YOU WANNA KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE ARJUN
Krishna: DO YOU??
Krishna: DO YOUU??
Krishna: SAY YOU DO??
Duryodhan: *scared for his dear life* Wha-
#5
Krishna: DO YOU WANNA KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE ARJUN OH MY ME DO YOUUU
Arjun: *who's really really tired and embarrassed at this point* Madhav stop-
Krishna: *an entire 8 book novel series about how much he loves Arjun*
#6
*randomly on the middle of the night*
Krishna: do you wanna know how much I love Arjun?
Literally everyone else: *reciting the 8 book novel about how much Krishna loves Arjun*
....
Ok bye-
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krshnjun · 1 month ago
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I lost motivation in between (as you can see Arjun's necklace is half done and Krishna's crown as well) but well, i tried. They look so adorable eeehhhhhh
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krshnjun · 1 month ago
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krishna x arjun.
part 2.
“O Daruka, I shall not be able to cast my eyes, even for a single moment, on the earth bereft of Arjuna.”
krishna had the habit of sticking to his words. his promises. this was a rather simple one. he wouldn't, couldn't live a moment without arjun by his side on earth. he fulfilled his word.
he left before he'd have to witness time take away the only one that held his heart in their hands.
he couldn't bare the sight of arjun on earth either, each stumbling step of the other was a dagger straight into his own being— he could feel the desperation clinging and wearing out his parth, fighting to find his way out and towards krishna.
he couldn't interfere with it, he knew. but he could tweak with it. and so, he closed his eyes briefly, calling upon all the grief clinging onto arjun's body.
-
life felt bereft of meaning for arjun. the sun didn't shine as brightly anymore, flowers were dull and lacked their scent. the trees looked grey and his food felt ash— what little of it he could have anyway.
he had lost his powers. his ability to protect, preserve and save anyone from danger and harm. he felt hollow from within, his soul that madhav had taken with him to his abode.
that night he went to bed, his eyes restless and burning with lack of proper sleep. instead of his pricking bed and internal frustration, he could feel himself loosen up the moment his back touched the bed.
it was almost as if— as if he could feel his madhav's finger trail down his arms, working out the knots and the scratches that had bled. he fell asleep almost immediately, the familiar waft of parijat lulling him away from the world and it's troubles.
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the way back to his other half would rather be a tough one, he had realised. but it wouldn't be the one to stop him either, he had vowed. and so then they set off towards the himalayas.
all arjun wished for was those strong, sturdy arms to engulf him again. for those twinkling eyes to grace his being and put his soul to rest.
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when his end came near, arjun gladly crossed the bridge that had held him away from his beloved. he didn't feel any remorse— only his need to find krishna amplified.
“madhav?” arjun had called, desperate and searching. his feet led him to somewhere and nowhere— nothing could be seen, not a sign of life, flowers or peace.
empty, it was all empty.
the similar feeling of frustration knocked over him, where was he?
“krishna,” he called out, his voice cracking at the end. he just wanted to be reunited with his madhav, just for once.
and then, suddenly — a bright light flashed, blinded him with its radiance and he was knocked out.
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“oh, priyatama.” krishna said, hands brushing away the curls that stuck to his arjuna's forehead.
“you're finally here,” he whispered as he felt the missing piece of his heart slot itself back together. the flowers bloomed, spread out their alluring scent. the trees buffed up with their leaves. everything slotted right back into its place — and krishna could finally breathe again.
the moment he let go of his hand connecting him to arjun's sleeping form, the call of his name reverberated, loud and clear. he looked down, startled, at arjun's still asleep body.
it caught him off-guard before he chuckled, eyes fond and loving as he shifted, placing his hands on arjun's feet and began massaging them, slowly. he did so until he fell asleep himself.
and then,
“madhav?” he was shook awake, wide, curious and doubtful eyes staring right back into his.
he blinked, still unaware whether it was a fragment of his imagination or his reality, away from the clutches of maya.
“parth,” he breathed, felt the burden come off his shoulders as his ears were blessed with the voice they craved to hear for so long.
and then, he was tackled right into the ground, his priyatama right ontop of him. arjun was rather angry it seemed, eyes glistening with unshed tears as he glared down at him and for once, krishna felt raw terror rush through him at the sight of his beloved's anger.
he certainly didn't want to be soaked in rain just so soon.
“you,” a finger jabbed right onto where his heart was, beating for arjuna.
“how dare you leave me alone?” another jab and ouch. that hurt.
what hurt more was the obvious pain in arjun's eyes, reflecting so clearly back onto his own. his arjun, perched ontop of his thighs, curls framing his face as angry hot tears ran down his face, eyes red rimmed. his lips had been bitten red, too.
it was clearer now, much up close and near at how hard had his parth taken the hit of his absence. he felt so much lighter, collarbones peaking out, eyes sunken in. his face had lost its boyish charm and replaced it with desperation and anxiety.
“you left me all alone madhav. how could you? how could you bare the thought of me living a moment without you?” arjun heaved between his own sobs, days of frustration and longing finally being poured out and onto it's rightful owner. the cause of it all.
“oh. priye,” krishna whispered, pouring all his love into those words as he reached up, abit hesitant, before placing his palms onto arjun's cheeks, thumbs catching the tear drops.
even his tear drops could be stored as diamonds, any other luxury that one could just wish to have.
his touch calmed arjun enough for the tears to stop flowing. then only had the painful clenching of his heart had finally dispersed, untangling it's vein as he saw light return into his beloved's eyes.
“sometimes,” he began, hands settling on arjun's waist as he pulled him closer, feeling the brush of those curls graze his face, delicate in their being. the sigh of relief that left arjun at the faint contact drawed all the tension out of krishna's shoulders too.
“sometimes,” he repeated, blinking away the daze of bliss that had surrounded them, “there are situations that lie out of my control. i do not wish to interfere with destiny and time itself unless it is necessary, parth.”
arjun nodded once, before leaning in closer, much closer than they had ever been previously. a shiver of anticipation went through him when arjun's breath hit him just for him to dip below and settle in his cavicle.
krishna's ears burned red at his fleeting imagination — feeling the brush of stubble against his torso as arjun snuggled in closer, dropping his weight fully onto krishna.
not that he ever complained. instead, he drew his hands around the other's waist, running a soothing hand upon his back as he pressed a kiss into those curly, brown locks.
“i hope i am forgiven then?” he asked, waiting with a bated breath and a fist full of curls in his hand, fingers automatically starting to work into the skin, massaging and drawing away years worth of fighting and pain.
“who said i was ever angry on you?” came back the muffled reply.
krishna simply held him even closer, vowing to never let go of his arjun ever again.
afterall, he was a man of his words.
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krshnjun · 1 month ago
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Arjun: Ow! Why do we have nails everywhere here? I got hurt
Krishna: What nail?
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@askhindumyths
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krshnjun · 1 month ago
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Oh Kanha Kehta hai sansaar hua hai tujhse Kya sansaar dekhu tere bin Pran nahi aatma tu mera Mei toh sadhiyon se hu tera
-- Arjun (at some point)
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krshnjun · 1 month ago
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@bharatiya-naari-sab-pe-bhaari reminded me that this existed a couple of days back, and this. This exactly is how Star Plus failed Krishna. How could it not have failed him? When Krishna literally couldn’t breathe?
Vidur: “No bribe can part Krishna from Arjun. Arjun is not Krishna’s friend, he’s Krishna’s very breath.”
Episode 64: https://youtu.be/5fHhWT26GLQ?si=enWfGJj__Joc8ye2
Time Stamp: 27:49
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krshnjun · 1 month ago
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Arjuna: what is love? Has anyone ever experienced it? I feel there is no such thing. Love is dead. It never existed...
Krishna: hey Parth. *smiles*
Arjuna:
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krshnjun · 1 month ago
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To the pandavs+draupadi: what was your first impression of krishna?
Draupadi: I thought he was beautiful/intelligent/captivating/enigmatic nosy. I still think he’s nosy, but my god what a cute nose. (This is clearly untrue; I felt a love mortals like I cannot describe. I’d give up the world for the man who’d move mountains for me. Should he know this? No. Does he? Of course he does.)
Yudhishthir: “Maine jhutt nhi bolunga, Vasudev”
Bheem: When I saw him I thought ... We are going to get along very well, and I was not mistaken. Kanha is the life of the party! 😎
Arjun: 🎶 Pehli Nazar Mein Aaisa Jadoo Kardiya, tera ban baitha hai mera jiya 🎶
Nakul: At first I was worried everyone will think he's better looking than me, which is obviously not true. But then I realised how fun he was and the Prank Bud Solidarity brought us together. Love that guy!
Sahdev: I'd already heard a lot about him, and then meeting him and realising that he really does have a way with words was a really fascinating experience. He fits in with the two of us perfectly.
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krshnjun · 1 month ago
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Nakul : Once, I was arrested for being so good looking
Sahdev : and were released due to the lack of evidence the very next day
Arjun : *heart eyes* and Madhav was arrested instead *uwu*
Krishna: *enters* what are yall talking about?
Arjun : *blushing furiously*
Sahdev : *smirks at arjun* Nothing madhav
Nakul : I think I might be arrested soon again, please call my lawyer someone
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krshnjun · 1 month ago
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Arjun: Ow! Why do we have nails everywhere here? I got hurt
Krishna: What nail?
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@askhindumyths
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krshnjun · 1 month ago
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Arjuni: Oh my! We did it! High five!
Krishna: *intervines their fingers instead*
Arjuni: Ayo wt-
Krishna: i don't care about high fives with you, but i do care about smashing my lips with yours
Arjuni: *blushes 100 shades of pink and red*
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krshnjun · 1 month ago
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What if: Krishna and Arjuna had known each other from the time when they were kids, i.e. after Krishna defeats Kansa, they were besties and secretly had a crush on each other. So like they get older (Arjuna is the youngest here cus yes i can make it like this 😤) and the Panchal battle happens and yada yada yayayayaaa and then Lakshagraha happens, and Arjuna is 17 and Krishna is 19 when this Palace of Lac burns, and Arjuna can't even send Krishna letters as he are under hiding alpng with his family. And then two years went by and Krishna is obviously sad and upset cuz he couldn't communicate with his Parth and is always gloomy and heartbroken. Then Panchali swayamvar comes, here the participants only had to answer an almost impossible question. As the five entered as brahmins (the youngests had their faces covered. Cuz i hate the fact they had grown beards...bleh!) And Krishna, as soon as he sees the five, recognizes his Parth immediately and is like: fuck it and fuck destiny. My Parth is mine and only mine. Krishna gets down secretly and pulls Arjuna along, who was about to attack him cuz his reflexes kicked in but he stopped as he saw who it was. Arjuna takes off the cloth covering his face and is met with Krishna's hug and confession. And they both, like, kiss each other 😭✨️and Draupadi ends up marrying the four other bros cuz Arju bby was not there and Arjuna promises to be her Sakha and that he help her whenever she needed him and even threatened his bros lolol
LMFAO
This is actually a great AU 😭😭
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