Your Mahabharata Is A Story Of Revenge, After All. The Pandava’s Revenge.

Three holidays Krishna loves and one he hates (or vice versa)? - Really, I am so, so glad you're doing this again, Avani Di. I adored the prev. ones!

1. “Sometimes,” says Balarama, with what little dignity he can manage considering his ears are currently dyed bright green, “I think you only like this blasted festival because it gives you leave to cause as much trouble as you please.”

“Happy Holi, dau,” chirps Krishna in response, and salutes him with another handful of crimson powder to the face. 

2. To be certain, Yasodha thinks, her son seems to defer to the Great God, as much as he does anyone, but even that does not lessen her suspicion that he only piously parrots a desire to celebrate Sivaratri as the god intends to have an excuse to stay out as long as he pleases, indulging his wildness. 

3. Krishna does enjoy the Govardhana pujas that follow in place of Indra’s sacrifices, as the self-satisfied expression on his face suggests, but only Radha thinks to ask why.

“Because,” he says, and there is hope burning in the back of his eyes, “it tells me I can change what does not please me.”

&1. On the ninth day of Chaitra, the prince of the Vraj always wakes with a long-dead mother’s name on his lips, a lifetime of memories that hold no meaning for anyone but himself. 

It is only a day like another now. He has no reason to think it different than any other. He will not, ever again. 

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19th Century Literary Heroines as Responses to “I Love You”

Emma Woodhouse: Who doesn’t

Eleanor Dashwood: I know

Marriane Dashwood: Thanks!

Jane Eyre: A horrible decision, really

Lizzie Bennet: *laughs nervously*

Catherine Morland: *laughs hysterically*

Margaret Hale: YEET

Fanny Price: I’m sorry

Anne Elliot: *finger guns*

Catherine Earnshaw: If only there was someone out there who loved you

“Monochrome Across the Centuries: A Lookbook by Anthony Janthony Crowley”

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Reblog, don’t repost!

#whipped

Rukmini

And perhaps what made her beautiful

was not her appearance

or what she achieved

but in her love,

and in her courage,

and her audacity to believe,

~ Morgan Nichols

G for Krishna?

Grass

His mother despairs of the stains it leaves on his clothes, but Krishna knows there is no more wonderful smell in the world, nothing better to feel against his fingertips.

Gentle

Calves’ hearts are won by kindness rather than cruelty, and so are those of men: ministers exclaim at his skill at diplomacy, and Krishna thinks that it is only common sense.

Guile

Red-blooded warriors may mock his cunning and cowardice, calling him Ranchod; but if one man more will survive for it, he cannot bring himself to mind.

Guide

He leads the way for Arjuna, for Yudhisthira, for Parikshit after him–and there are none to lead the way for him. 

Green

Yellow is the color he loves best, but when he closes his eyes, it is green he sees: the grasslands of Vrindavan, open to him once more.

y’all gonna forget the time Anathema was one of us

this thread absolutely killed me

my favourite trope is when both people understand that they like each other but it’s still unsaid between them and they’re not quite 100% sure the other likes them back so they keep having awkward-flirty moments/interactions and don’t know what to do after it happens so they just ,,, look at each other for a moment before changing the subject…and then it happens again

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god