#ILLAY

[postcard-from-the-past]

Hotel Melet in Illay, Franche-Comté region of eastern France

French vintage postcard, mailed in 1915 to Bossey

[expfcultragreen]

Apparently we're the opposite of *checks notes* everything british monarchists love (moribund nuclear protestantism)

[deathnoteoriginal]

And after the votes 8 think the winner is(gojo x geto /gojo curse au)😄

[higgsbosom]

match so fucked im putting on hanuman chalisa

[chai-en-kaadhale]

indian chappell roan = chappal roan

[deekshalife]

Acham Micham Illai Song | Arvind Swamy, Anu Haasan - Indira - Super Hit ...

[livelaughlovechai]

I'm obsessed help me

Why does he remind me of these songs god I love him

[nevertheless-moving]

Stormlight Archive AU Number 9, Words of Radiance

In an attempt to ruin the reputation of the only kholin with decent social standing, illai sadeas manufactures a rumor that adolin is fucking the new dark eyed slave captain of the guard.

Double social whammy for a) getting with someone filthy and beneath his station and b) dishonorably taking advantage of poor slave boy

At this point adolin and kaladin straight up don't like each other but the sideye can be read many ways and any attempts to discourage rumors only make them stronger. Brightlady Sadeas got 20 ex girlfriends swearing that adolin has a fetish for dark eyed men. She's got 40 different people prepared to take a vow that they walked in on the two together. The evidence is so compelling that adolin is starting to be convinced.

By the time the first assassin in white fight rolls around adolin's pretty much given up on denial and started trying to get bridgeboy to at least dress better. Bridgeboy is still fighting the accusations and wardrobe with the dignity and demeanor of a feral axecat.

Shallan rolls in, still very much desperate to make the causal happen. Ok. She can work with this.

Starts laying down hints like she can't entirely fault his taste, she just prefers her woman less grumpy. Oh, did I say women? Talks very dreamily about working under - working with Jasnah, how beautiful she was in the bath - (this is a shockingly easy lie. Pattern complains there's too much truth mixed in, whatever that means).

Adolin is somewhat left with the impression that Jasnah and her had a... dalliance, which wasn't quite Shallan's intent.

Adolin does not know what to do with this information.

He makes one solid, nearly successful effort to convince her that the rumors were manufactured, bridgeboy and him don't even like one another. Then the whitespine uncaged fight happens and people are like damn.

Kaladin out there discrediting anyone who thinks there's some unwillingness on his end while simultaneously raising the bar for boyfriends everywhere. You wish you had a man who would fight four SHARDBARERS unarmed for you.

Opinion around camp flips from 'nasty affair' to 'glorious warbond.' Sure it's with a jumped up darkeyes, but...

Alethi storming love a glorious warbond.

General opinion on the amaram boon thing was that it was a bungled attempt to get another set of shards

Adolin's Prison Solidarity is really the nail in the coffin. He figures he'll try and convince Shallan after they're married and he is decidedly still not sleeping with bridgeboy. Assuming that doesn't happen. Not that he wants it to! Though if Kaladin were interested, haha jk. Unless...

Adolin: He was really hot during the duel. And well, he has to at least like me, right? Why would he jump in the arena if he didn't like me even a little.

Renarin: It's all going to end...

Adolin: you know what, you're right! Life is too short for regrets! And shallan's practically given us her blessing! I should at the very least try, right?

Renarin: a storm is coming

Adolin: thanks Renarin, I'll talk with him after this expedition. There really is...something about him.

Then the expedition! It Does not go well! Adolin genuinely thinking he's cursed, watched two whole love interests plummet to their deaths. Next several days are Not Good.

Meanwhile in the chasms:

Shallan: I mean his pectorals are...I suppose you've seen them closer up than I have. Do you think you could describe them in better detail? Does his sweat taste different when it runs down his back as opposed to his chest?

Kaladin: this. This is hell, right? I'm in hell.

Stormlight AU Masterlist

[hollaringmountains]

Spoilers for chp 90-92..?

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So I've read and re-read and re-read the whole mirror scene in passion manhwa and some novel excerpts found on tktk. And let me tell you!! The webtoon doesn't do it justice!! You can see that taeui is against it yet some of his expressions and dialogues say the opposite! And then there's illay with his one track mind😒😒 (finding out he doesn't have that much game was hilarious though)

BUT CAN WE HAVE SOME INSIGHT ON WHY TAEUI KEEPS ALLOWING ILLAY TO DO ASNHE WISHES!! (I mean I already know BUT STILL!!)

Atleast illay cleaned him up and did bare minimum 😑😑

Some of those panels deserved to eb in horror genre😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️

THIS PANEL BELOW MAKES ME WANT TO COMMIT BECAUSE THEY'RE SO MUCH IN LOVE BUT DONT KNOW HOW TO TALK!!!

[vishnavishivaa]

En Anbu Poi Illai

This OS is inspired by the song Maruvaarthai from the movie Enai Nokki Paayum Thotta. I have used only one half of the song for this OS.

En Anbu Poi Illai means my love/affection is not a lie. *****

Maruvaarthai pesadhe

Ramaa paused the song and closed her eyes, the tears she fought so hard leaking down from the corner of her eyes. She wiped them hurriedly, and stared out into the darkness from the window seat she had gotten on the flight. She had seen him, her Govardhan, in the lobby of the airport. He too seemed to be waiting for the same flight as her, and his eyes, deep, intense and bright, filled with the multiple lights of the world, still filled her soul to its depth. His eyes conveyed the depth of his still powerful feelings. She knew the blush that had now permanently embedded itself on her face had given him the same answer.

Lowering her eyes to her phone, she played the song once more, despite having avoided it for the entire thirteen months they had been broken up.

madi meedhu nee thoongidu

Her memories flashed to the days where her anxiety would act up, and he would place her head on his lap, stroking her hair and cheeks, which often made her sleep. He always made sure she slept on his lap, be it curled into them, or be it with her head on it. But now, now... she did not have him, and he did not have her.

In that exact moment, she felt her neighbour sit next to her. She turned slowly, as the thump of her heart's beat intesnified heavily.

"Vardhan?" she whispered when their eyes clashed in a passionate eye lock. He gazed at her, taking in her face and frowning at how thin she had become. His eyes fell on hers again, and he whispered, "Ramaa?"

She closed her eyes instantly, his calling of her name filling her to the bones. He loved calling her Ramaa, and he seemed to continue doing that.

imai pola naan kaaka

kanavaai nee maaridu

She remembered him whispering the words 'I will guard your eyes like my own, and you become the dream that flows through our life.'

"Our life," she whispered and opened her eyes once more, tears springing in them. His yearning for her burned through her blood, through her veins, and lit a fire through her body, her actions, her life. He was the power of her yearning in itself, and the honour in her wish to be successful.

"Our life," he agreed, easily echoing her. His dark eyes told her that he too remembered those memories, the ones where he would kiss her eyes softly once she closed them, and then hug her close, as she sunk into his strong arms and slept the night away.

"Ramaa," he started, and she whispered back, "yes Vardhan?"

"We are both going to be in Chennai. Tell me, can I allow you to be the dream again?" He asked gently, making her shiver and gaze into his eyes, those eyes which told her he was still all hers.

"I want to, but I am too afraid."

"You? Afraid? I don't believe it," he told her. "You are the boldness of the bold, you know what to say when."

"Vardhan, I hurt you last time. I will never forgive myself for that hurt caused."

"Is that why you stayed away for thirteen whole months, Ramaa?" His voice belayed the hurt that was there, and her heart tore at his pain. She reached for his palm, just as the air hostess came to tell them both to buckle up, as the flight was about to start its ascent into the sky. She buckled in, as did he, both looking away. Ramaa disliked this weird air between them.

She wanted to clear it, and return to his arms.

That is all she had wanted since the day they broke up, since the moment they broke up. Why had they even broken up? Both of them were much stronger than that, and they had fought through their relationship to keep it intact.

So why did they break? Why did they split?

mayil thogai pole viral unnai varudum

The touch of his hand on hers jerked her out of her spiral. She looked at him, snuggling her hand into his touch. She had no intention of moving her hand away, and she could see the happiness in his lotus eyes when she sought his gentle touches and affection.

He gently slipped his fingers in between hers, the touch like that of a peacock feather. She smiled at him, leaning back as the flight took off, muttering her usual prayers, still gripping his hand. She stilled when a pair of headphones clamped over her ears, and the Vishnu Sahasranamam started. She looked at him with teary eyes, and he smiled, nodding.

She relaxed, her hand not moving from his comforting grip, as the sweet tones of MS Subbalakshmi reciting Vishnu Sahasranama filled her ears.

Once it was done, she gave him his headphones, and gazed at him, just wanting to have her fill. She saw him looking at her the same way, as his hand came up to gently tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She knew this took them back to the first time he had done that, the tension ratcheting up with his actions, and the intimate embrace they had shared after that action.

manam padamayi uraiyadal nigazhum

Their eyes, still gazing at each other, were conveying the words of the heart, reaching them to their respective souls.

"So you did it, hmm?"

"I did," she said. "And now, I know why you advised me against it when we were together."

"Why did I?" Govardhan's eyes, fond and loving, made Ramaa blush, and she looked away partially, her pink cheeks endearing to him. She felt his fingers very lightly touch them before pulling away, and she turned to look at him with a pout, about to argue. However, she paused.

They used to argue like this, because he always only lightly touched her, till she pouted and grumbled at him.

"You wanted me to gain independence from the restrictions of my elder brothers by myself, and not to try and balance our relationship," Ramaa said softly. "But love.. I mean, Vardhan, our relationship was and memories of it still is my highest motivation. You taught me to grow personally, you gave me everything. You are everything."

"As you are mine," he said gently, his eyes holding tears when she called him love. It was her favourite term of endearment, and just seeing him had opened up all that.

vizhi neerum veenaga

imai thanda koodathena

thuliyaaga naan serthen

kadalaaga kan aanathe

"Don't hold back your tears," Ramaa whispered, gently touching him below his eye. She looked at him pleadingly, and a single tear fell on her palm, from his eyes, which were as bright as an ocean of water.

"Oh Vardhan..."

Tears fell down her eyes too, and she placed her head on his shoulder to maintain some semblence of calm in the flight. She knew they looked like a couple, and that actually made a small corner of her heart cheer in delight. Pushing it away, she held his arm gently, giving him the comfort he very clearly needed.

She felt his lips press on her head, and smiled quietly, just being there for him, despite their individually single statuses.

"You know..." she said after a while, still not moving from her position.

"Hmm?" he hummed into her hair, making her snuggle into him more, in as discreet a way as she could. Luckily, they were in one of the corners of the flight, and their row was a two seater.

"I am not going to stay at my usual place," she said softly. "I will be with Bhima Anna and Yagya Anni."

"What?" he sounded delighted, and she lifted her face up to meet his eyes. She nodded with a bright smile.

"Amma and Appa are picking me up. We are going to Woodlands for breakfast, and I will go directly to Bhima Anna's place. I will be with them and Pritha Athai," Ramaa smiled. "I broke truly free, Vardhan. I broke free from the restrictions placed on me."

Before he could say something, she continued, "And it is all because of you, Vardhan. Only because of you. Of the love I know you bear for me, of the strength you gave me, even far away. I did not forget you for a moment, Vardhan. I did not forget you for a moment."

"maranthalum naan unnai

ninaikaadha naal illaiye

pirindhalum en anbu

oru podhum poi illaiye," Vardhan sang these lines softly as a reply to Ramaa, his eyes giving her all the intensity of his feelings, which only seemed to have grown over the months of separation and absence of communication.

"Why did we break up?" she asked softly, into the silence they had in between them. She just wanted to talk to him, to clear the air, so that they can have a calm flight after this.

"Your brothers were threatening you, because you were with me," he said gently. "I did not want you to have to face that, and you were getting worked up, love."

She closed her eyes and allowed two tears to fall down her cheeks to her neck.

"I should have handled it better, but Vardhan, why did you let me go?" she asked, a bit miffed about it, though she did understand why he had to.

"To make you realize you never wanted me to let you go," he said, after a long moment, where she held her breath. She let out a sigh when she heard his response. Of course it was noble, always for her, always for her well being, for her evolution.

Always for her.

"I don't want separation anymore, Govardhan," Ramaa used his full name, looking him in the eye, blushing softly at his tender gaze.

"Then we will not be separated anymore, Ramaa."

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@ahamasmiyodhah @mahi-wayy @yehsahihai @theramblergal @krsnaradhika @ramayantika @achyutapriya @thegleamingmoon @nidhi-writes @houseofbreadpakoda @hum-suffer @kanhapriya @kaal-naagin @krishna-priyatama @willkatfanfromasia @celestesinsight @arachneofthoughts @idllyastuff @mahaswrites @braj-raj @krishna-sangini @krishna-premi @chaliyaaa @tripurantaka @writersiya @ambidextrousarcher @zeherili-ankhein @rang-lo @nushkiespeaks @sambaridli What do you all think? Should I write more OS on Govardhan and Ramaa as well?

[williammillerjd]

william william william william william wililamw illai wililamwilia willliaammm 👹👹

that's my name... but what's with the devil emoji?

[expfcultragreen]

Basically the plot of wizarding and romance

[ambidextrousarcher]

Frustrated with the snippet translation, because it is time-taking work, lost on where to go with the fic, but I wanted to sing this for a long time, so…here we go, Sol in my untrained, squeaky voice.

Tagging my usual Ponniyin Selvan people as well as some friends who liked my singing.

@hum-suffer @humapkehaikaun @harinishivaa @celestesinsight @willkatfanfromasia @rdx-dcm @racoonpaws @favcolourrvibgior @hinsaa-paramo-dharma @hindumyththoughts @deadloverscity @mizutaama @thelekhikawrites @themorguepoet and @thereader-radhika

I remember @thegleamingmoon had a wonderful translation of this song on their blog, but I couldn’t find it there (thanks, Tumblr Search function) so I’m translating it here under the cut.

In retrospect, this ended up taking more time than necessary, because Tumblr was kind enough to delete the first draft of the translation. Sigh.

Let me know if you want to be added to/removed from the tag list!

Kaadhodu sol, kaadhodu sol

Whisper in my ears, whisper in my ears

Yaarendru sol, yaarendru sol

Tell me who it is, tell me who it is.

Perazhagan ah sol, kodar megan ah sol

Tell me if he is a man of great beauty, tell me if he is as tall as a craggy peak.

(Raja Raja Chozhan was apparently known to be quite handsome, from what I have heard)

Maaveeran ah sol, vaayijalan ah sol

Tell me if he is a man of great valour, tell me if he weaves webs with his words.

(Arulmozhi in Ponniyin Selvan is definitely a man of valour, and Vandiyathevan can weave anything he wants with his words)

Odathe soladi or vaarthai sol

Don’t run away, at least say one word (about him) dear

Kaavalan ah sol, en evalana sol

Tell me if he is a guardian, tell me if he is my servant

(in a scene in the movie, Arulmozhi calls himself both the kaavalan (guardian) and the velaikaaran (servant) of the Chozha people, though Vandiyathevan can also fit the ‘my servant’ part, for he is indeed serving Kundavai’s will at that point)

Poraali ah sol illai odoli ah sol

Tell me if he is a warrior, tell me if he is a coward.

(I don’t think ‘odoli’ here means coward literally, it is meant to mean, I feel, someone who escapes from sticky situations, which is definitely a fit for Vandiyathevan, and well, the great warrior can be both of them, though such magnitude of praise is probably for Arulmozhi)

Kichu kurala ah sol, kaviarasu ah sol

Tell me if he has a chirpy voice, tell me if he is the King of poets.

(Kaviarasu, I have heard, is a title given to Raja Raja Chozhan, and Vandiyathevan might have a chirpy voice, haha)

Ippodhe soladi inge sol

Tell me right now, tell me right here.

Mayai ah sol mayan ah sol

Tell me if he is an illusion, tell me if he is a magician.

(The illusion is probably Arulmozhi, who is, at this point in the story, not present in the flesh, only heard about in the highest of terms, though it can also mean Vandiyathevan with his many faces, while the magician can, again, mean the both of them, though it is more suitable to Vandiyathevan)

As Aa Aa Aa

Aa Aa Aa Aa

Kaadhodu sol, kaadhodu sol

Whisper in my ears, whisper in my ears

Yaarendru sol, yaarendru sol

Tell me who he is, tell me who he is.

Perazhagan ah sol, kodar mugan ah sol

Tell me if he is the most handsome of men, tell me if he is as tall as the highest of peaks

Enge avan sol, edhenum sol

Tell me where he is, tell me anything about him.

Maaveeran ah sol, vaayijalan ah sol

Tell me if he is the bravest of men, tell me if he weaves webs with his words.

Kaavalan ah sol en evalana sol

Tell me if he is a guardian, tell me if he is my servant.

Kichu kurala sol kaviarasa sol

Tell me if he has a chirpy voice, tell me if he is the King of poets

Ippodhe soladi inge sol

Tell me right now, dear, tell me right here.

Mayai ah sol, mayan ah sol

Tell me if he is an illusion, tell me if he is a magician

[whippersnappersbookworm]

Inaidhal[Chapter -3]

Prahelika (puzzle)

Collab with @harinishivaa

Arulmozhi Varman had never been this confused in his whole life, it had been ten days since he had seen death face to face, ten days since he had jumped into the ocean to save his Uyir thozha from getting drowned . He had spent those ten days in a semi-conscious state , drifting between nightmares and realities. He clearly remembers the touch of a soft hand on his temple, the whisper of a few words and a lullaby in his ears in between those horrible dreams trying to lessen his pain . Who was that? Was it the Samudra Kumari or was it his akka's dear Thozhi , Kodumbalur ilavarasi?

If it was the latter, what was she doing here in the vihara? Arulmozhii let out a frustrated groan as he tried to remember those words that the mystery girl was whispering in his ears , something along the lines of how she had dedicated her life to him , and how she had belonged to him since the beginning of time.

If that's the Kodambur ilavarasi…. how is he going to break the petal-like heart of that young maiden? How can he tell her that she doesn't belong to him and probably never will?

‘Akka, why did you have to give her high hopes?’ he despaired.

"Arul!"

Arulmozhi looked up to find his dear akka standing in front of the door, her wild hair falling over her temple , her eyes glistening with tears. Arunmolzhi didn't expect to see his sister, the picture of perfection like this. He thought she would come running to him smiling widely, her eyes overflowing with happiness, and tell him how a certain Vanar warrior had been successful in stealing her heart. But there she was , looking like a lost woman, which hurt his heart.

“Akka?”

Something bad had definitely happened. His sister would never look like this, especially after he had just woken up. He knew how much she loved him.

“Kanne, you are up!” she ran to him, cupping his cheeks and kissing his forehead.

"Oh how worried I was, Arul! I felt like I had lost the post precious person, I am so happy that you are fine . Don't ever dare to leave your dear sister like this!"

"I won't , I promise, akka" Arulmozhi smiled as he wiped away his akka's tears."How can I ever leave you, akka? Without your guidance I couldn't do anything in life. I will never leave you, I promise! Now don't cry , I can't bear to see tears in my dear sister's eyes . They don't suit you, akka.”

“Tears are going to be normal for me, thambi,” she whispered, shaking her head.

“What do you mean, Akka?”

“Adhellam thevai illai, kanna, (all that is not necessary, dear one)” she said, sitting next to him. “You tell me, how are you feeling?”

"Much better, but tell me something. Is your Uyir Thozhi here?"

A smile formed on Kundavai's lips by this question, all the sadness and doubts suddenly vanishing from her face. She knew it! Her thambi would never go against her wishes. Vandiyathevan was wrong, she hoped. He doesn't care about that boat girl, romantically, did he? She knew her younger brother and knew he cared for every human being dearly. But how could he care for Samudra Kumari like that, when it is Vanathi who resides in his heart?

" She is , but why do you care, thambi?"

"I d-don’t!" Arunmolzhi answered, covering his face with his hands, knowing he did not sound convincing. He could feel his head threatening to burst.

"I am worried that her being here will only make her hopes high! She will think that I want to marry her, and I don’t want to hurt her."

“She knows you don’t want to marry her,” Kundavai suddenly responded, her tone all too neutral, startling Arulmozhi. “Do not assume things about my thozhi without knowing her. This is not what I taught you, or what Patti did.”

Arulmozhi stared at his sister with wide eyes, wondering what had happened. But he also felt guilt creep in.

Had he judged the Princess too harshly?

Akka was right, he did not know much about her, despite his… Oh, he understood now. He had attempted to ask his Akka about her, and that had fueled his Akka’s desire for him to marry her Thozhi.

“If you don’t want to marry her, fine. I will marry into a Kingdom with two Princes so that one of them can marry Vanathi,” Kundavai responded, still calm. “I will not separate from her.”

“I.. what?”

He was shocked. His Akka.. Vanathi… he suddenly could not shake the image of Vanathi marrying another man, and how awful it made him feel. Even the feeling of the fever had not been so bad.

“Akka, you said you would never leave Chozha Nadu.”

“I won’t, but I will ensure my Vanathi has a happy life, and is also with me,” Kundavai said.

“Is that why you wanted her to marry me?” Arulmozhi did not know why it saddened him.

“No. The best of men can marry only the best of women.”

"And you really believe that Vanathi is the best for me? I know you love her, but how can you think that she is everything I want?"

Kundavai sighed at her brother's words, as if they hurt her head and heart.

" Maybe she is not what you want, but she is everything you need. She fits perfectly with you, she is the water which reflects your light. Her kind heart is the perfect match for your noble one , she will understand you more than anyone. You need someone innocent and pure like her to survive in this world. Vanathi will be the cooling shade in your life after a long day. She will provide you with peace and happiness. Do you know what Jothidar told me about her? He said that Vanathi would give birth to one of the greatest kings of all times and she would marry a man who will one day become the king of the kings! Don't you see how everything matches with you?"

"Then is this the real reason, Akka?” Arunmolzhi inquired in a low voice, unable to keep his hurt completely hidden. "You want me to marry her because of her fortune? Not because of the fact that she will love me?"

" What are you even saying, Arul? It's nothing like that. I want you to marry her because I know that she is perfect for you! I know she is in love with you, and she will help you achieve your goals.”

"What if I want to forge a new path, Akka?"

"Wh..what do you mean?"- Kundavai was taken aback by her brother's sudden declaration. What is happening? Why is Arul suddenly behaving like this? The Arulmolzhi she knows never dared to go against the wishes of his akka, but this…

"I just mean that I am tired of all this akka! I am tired of all the expectations you people have from me , I am tired of this royal life , it suffocates me. The three months that I spent in Eezham, away from the kingdom, away from all the courtly politics, were the three best months of my life . And this makes me believe that maybe I am not meant for all this greatness you talk about, or the throne. Maybe I just want to live a simple life exploring this beautiful world rather than sitting on a throne and dwelling in politics!"

Kundavai sighed, and looked at her brother.

“Why this drastic change, thambi? You are not one to give up on your motherland.So why the sudden change? Was Vanthiyar right? Is it the Samudra Kumari?”

“The Samudra Kumari? Poonkuzhali? What does she have to do with this?”

" The least you can do right now is not lie to me, thambi! I deserve the truth! Are you going to leave us, Kanna? Please tell me you won’t? And what about my Vanathi?”

"I …akka!"

" Ilavarasi!"- Kundavai and Vandiyathevan turned around to find Vandiyathevan standing at the door.

" I am sorry, but the crown prince is here."

Aditha Karikalan knew from the very moment he stepped onto the periphery of the Buddha Vihara that something wasn't right. His suspicion was further confirmed when he came face to face with his siblings. It had been almost a year since he had seen his siblings, one year since the day he came to know about his beloved's marriage to his thatha. He could feel something was going on between his siblings , something that they were purposefully hiding from him. Kundavai's twinkling eyes and Arulmolzhi's morose demeanor clearly hinted in that direction. Even his best friend, Vallavaryan Vandiyathevan, who is known for his charming nature, seems to be sulking around the Vihara all alone. Aditha covered his face in frustration.He may have been a bit busy, but that doesn't mean his siblings have outgrown him? Then why are they not sharing their problems with him? Do they not trust him? Or do they think he is a madman who is incapable of helping them?

The sound of prayer coming from Vihara, interrupted his thoughts.

"No!"- Aditha thought aloud ,

" I may have abandoned my siblings before, but now I am here and I will not let them suffer as long as I am alive."

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[higgsbosom]

ok queuing kurai onrum illai now

[chai-en-kaadhale]

idk how to draw rei