Here i yearn in the form of ramblings/poems and just posts about my beloved Vasudeva๐ค๐ชท
(i use this emoji combo excessively for him^^)
Glimpses Of Me
Poems
Haye Mere Priye Madhav๐ชท
Heart's Calling
Mere Shyam Sundar Rakh lo Brij Mein
Shyam Naam
Mann Mora Atak Gayo
Loot liyo, more Kanhaiya Laal ne
Prose
maa adi shakti
All for you, Only for you
The Weaver of the Cosmos
Kanha&J
Whispers of the brass bells on ankles (series)
SYNOPSIS: what happens when the flute bearer belonging to the upper echelon, on one side of the royal court finds the eyes on the other side of the court, adorned by the blackness of kohl and fixated on matching her feet with the practiced tatkaar, each step falling on the royal court making her ghungrus ring a melody pairing with the music?โฆ..
Prologue
chapter 1 : under the auric skies
chapter 2: Honey Glaze
chapter 3: Mahogany
chapter 4 : Red
Short stories (Krishnaxreader!!)
Ye dewanapann mujhe le doobe//this obsession will be the end of meโกโก
You said you love me like there's no tomorrow, but tomorrow never came...
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Dark grey blanket of clouds when it covers the infinite sky is the stark beginning of saavan - the time of year with imminent elixir of life is showering, bringing the greens to life, and soaking the hair just right if you love to take in the scenery first hand. And what this month is incomplete without is the tall dark being adorned in jewels and fine chandan yellow dhoti, doning that smile of evermore mischief and eyes softening with sheer gleam, arching his feet ever so with elegance and grace natural to him , as he stood to bless the flute with the song of the rain...
Clear skies , the petrichor intertwined with the occasional breeze as it caressed the trees for the beauty they now doned of bright and dark technicolor green. It was the hour of dusk, and with the rain's gift to us of petrichor and clear skies came the promise to fulfill of the flute boy - for once feeling 'ordinary' under the familiar scenery he once knew so well.
"I told you, the rain will stop by the time the stars will cover the sky, now will you keep your end of the bet or do I have to force you to?" grinning so proudly puffing his chest with arms crossed over them - as if he had nothing to do with the heavy downpour suddenly coming to a gentle end in just couple of hours.
"I told you, the rain will stop by the time the stars will cover the sky, now will you keep your end of the bet or do I have to force you to?" grinning so proudly puffing his chest with arms crossed over them - as if he had nothing to do with the heavy downpour suddenly coming to a gentle end in just couple of hours. He had been insistent about spending a night admiring the starry night as an "early birthday present" given his charms paired with his irresistible sweet smile, succumbing to his wishes was a natural selection thought crafted in your brain directly or indirectly by him (all his leela ykk hehe) ; he stood by the veranda outside holding out his hand for you to take. You wrapped your hand around his bigger one - a bit rough yet still retained their tenderness within the palms which were etched with lines of life's fate as if the fate is any less harsh to the one who sets it all in motion.
"i can't walk like this, the grass and soil are slippery, what if i fall, then i break my ankle or something, what if i-"
he gave your hand in his a tiny squeeze of reassurance "shhhh, i forgot you are one hell of a clumsy woman and given the slippery soil from the downpour earlier you just might break this or that body part, everyone isn't invincible like me after all" clicking his tongue with that wink - you get whiplash when he transitions from a sweet loverboy to the his most flirtiest persona, nevertheless it was just so on brand for him that you can't even get upset he just looks good being cocky and fun like this yk? "wouldn't want my love to trip and fall on her beautiful face , now can we? not on my watch of course, come on here" and he picks you up in bridal style - one arm behind your knees and the other holding your back, now you don't know if he was flexing his muscles on purpose but his biceps definitely do look huge now that you were noticing so closely - just your mistake for him to tease you about it "all good, beautiful, hm?"
Pressing his feet on the green grass moist grass with the slick mud between his toes so that you wouldn't need to worry about falling from the lack of friction, he moved at a steady pace towards the small hill nearby - it was the highest point in the nearby place and looked like it descended from heaven - the black soil covered in greens and gray clouds scattered across the sky, the breeze playfully caressing everything in it's wake. You look up at him, his hair dampened from the sweat caused by the humidity sticking to hid forehead and the sides of his face yet somehow this man still managed to smell like sandalwood - earthy and cool.
(will be continued because jahanvi.exe stopped generating response even though i know what i have to write im just lazy asf and im lowkey hating my soulless writing style at the moment )
thank you @darkskytenjiku for making me come back to my drafts loll , not as good as i used to write but i hope i can get back to describing the details better than this time , i love stargazing though
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Dark grey blanket of clouds when it covers the infinite sky is the stark beginning of saavan - the time of year with imminent elixir of life is showering, bringing the greens to life, and soaking the hair just right if you love to take in the scenery first hand. And what this month is incomplete without is the tall dark being adorned in jewels and fine chandan yellow dhoti, doning that smile of evermore mischief and eyes softening with sheer gleam, arching his feet ever so with elegance and grace natural to him , as he stood to bless the flute with the song of the rain...
Clear skies , the petrichor intertwined with the occasional breeze as it caressed the trees for the beauty they now doned of bright and dark technicolor green. It was the hour of dusk, and with the rain's gift to us of petrichor and clear skies came the promise to fulfill of the flute boy - for once feeling 'ordinary' under the familiar scenery he once knew so well.
"I told you, the rain will stop by the time the stars will cover the sky, now will you keep your end of the bet or do I have to force you to?" grinning so proudly puffing his chest with arms crossed over them - as if he had nothing to do with the heavy downpour suddenly coming to a gentle end in just couple of hours.
"I told you, the rain will stop by the time the stars will cover the sky, now will you keep your end of the bet or do I have to force you to?" grinning so proudly puffing his chest with arms crossed over them - as if he had nothing to do with the heavy downpour suddenly coming to a gentle end in just couple of hours. He had been insistent about spending a night admiring the starry night as an "early birthday present" given his charms paired with his irresistible sweet smile, succumbing to his wishes was a natural selection thought crafted in your brain directly or indirectly by him (all his leela ykk hehe) ; he stood by the veranda outside holding out his hand for you to take. You wrapped your hand around his bigger one - a bit rough yet still retained their tenderness within the palms which were etched with lines of life's fate as if the fate is any less harsh to the one who sets it all in motion.
"i can't walk like this, the grass and soil are slippery, what if i fall, then i break my ankle or something, what if i-"
he gave your hand in his a tiny squeeze of reassurance "shhhh, i forgot you are one hell of a clumsy woman and given the slippery soil from the downpour earlier you just might break this or that body part, everyone isn't invincible like me after all" clicking his tongue with that wink - you get whiplash when he transitions from a sweet loverboy to the his most flirtiest persona, nevertheless it was just so on brand for him that you can't even get upset he just looks good being cocky and fun like this yk? "wouldn't want my love to trip and fall on her beautiful face , now can we? not on my watch of course, come on here" and he picks you up in bridal style - one arm behind your knees and the other holding your back, now you don't know if he was flexing his muscles on purpose but his biceps definitely do look huge now that you were noticing so closely - just your mistake for him to tease you about it "all good, beautiful, hm?"
Pressing his feet on the green grass moist grass with the slick mud between his toes so that you wouldn't need to worry about falling from the lack of friction, he moved at a steady pace towards the small hill nearby - it was the highest point in the nearby place and looked like it descended from heaven - the black soil covered in greens and gray clouds scattered across the sky, the breeze playfully caressing everything in it's wake. You look up at him, his hair dampened from the sweat caused by the humidity sticking to hid forehead and the sides of his face yet somehow this man still managed to smell like sandalwood - earthy and cool.
(will be continued because jahanvi.exe stopped generating response even though i know what i have to write im just lazy asf and im lowkey hating my soulless writing style at the moment )
thank you @darkskytenjiku for making me come back to my drafts loll , not as good as i used to write but i hope i can get back to describing the details better than this time , i love stargazing though
@bigsimp69 @mimaridoesmurari @yoogini @irantaboutkanha @snuglyvibrantmemory @lordsabove @madatdisney @mayakrish08 @origel @chaliyaaa @cybertimetravelrunaway @animucomedy @achyutasahacarani @alwaysyappinghere @azuredrift @aranyaani @desikanya @euph0synee @hari-priya @haribolnamaste @kamal-nayan @mehtab-bagh and everyone else!!
@madatdisney girl i literally got bored during this one exam after finishing that i started writing vishnu sahasranam at the bottom of the answer sheets (it was cuet so i dont think anyone looked twice at the paper)
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@darkskytenjiku I'm working on a short story around the savaan theme and it's gonna be a fluff because I need that lovey dovey ๐ someone bang my head on the wall if I don't complete it by the end of this week it's gonna be short and sweet
I may or may not write it , kindly don't come at me ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ
Its not exactly a krishna fanfic . I'm not making this centered around Krishna . this story is WOMAN CENTRIC or should I say Devi-Centric .
Imagine , GODDESS IN HUMAN FORM ร MALEWIFE / FULL TIME YEARNER . (HOT RIGHT ?)
Set in ancient days . Duh . I'm a sucker for those days . I haven't specified which era yet lol .
I'll give you the visuals I made for our two leads -
ON THE LEFT WE HAVE OUR MOTHER . Really . Proper Shakt . Tantra path and everything. Not the typical "sweet but will kill you vibes" .... This woman IS death herself .
ON THE RIGHT WE HAVE OUR HIMBO MALE WIFE WHO'S ONLY GOAL IS TO KNEEL AT HER FEET . AND GET HEADPATS .
CHEF'S KISS ๐
The prologue goes something like this -
Some love stories begin with a glance.
This one began with a warning.
Do not look into her eyes.
Across Aryavarta, they called her many things.
Warrior. Ascetic. Founder. Maai. Kali's Daughter.
The woman who built a kingdom with blood upon her feet, yet refused to wear its crown.
Kings lowered their gaze in her presence .
But then...
One king looked up. He should have felt fear.
Instead, he felt the impossible. He looked into eyes that could have commanded his death...
...and all his foolish heart could think was,
"I wish those eyes would look at me again."
Thus began the greatest mistake of his life.
Or perhaps... The greatest blessing.
HOT RIGHT ???!!!!!
the story is delicious as FUCK in my head. I just ....need the energy to WRITE THE DAMN THING. ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ
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Here we go I am not sure about whether I'll go forward into the book and the plot but graphics might help suggest some plot or character arc if you want I am too exhausted to write
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Why does no one really understand that Krishna's relationships are different with the ashtasakhis and ashtabharyas?
The Ashtasakhis are his friends. Sakhis. They were all Radha's friends who later became Krishna's too. They didn't have any romantic moments, and they all had a brother-sister relationship.
The Ashtabharyas, on the other hand, are his WIVES. There is romance in this: his primary 8 wives, apart from the 16,100 junior queens. They're all husband and co-wives.
I've seen people confuse this and I had to speak up here. there's a difference between a sakhi and a bharya and some people refuse to acknowledge that Krishna loved others who weren't Radha...
