#Vallavaraiyan

[peach-preach]

a kun X VT FIC

poniyan selven fandom

Serendipitous Encounter

The opulent bath chamber of the royal palace was a sanctuary of marble and gold, filled with the soft glow of candlelight that danced upon the rippling waters of the grand marble tub. Kundavai, the Chola princess, immersed herself in the warm embrace of the fragrant water, a moment of rare solitude in the chaos of courtly life.

Her long, ebony hair cascaded around her like a silken waterfall, the tendrils clinging to her shoulders and back as if reluctant to part from their mistress. With graceful fingers, she unpinned the intricate coils that held her hair captive, allowing the strands to fall freely around her, a cascade of midnight against the pale backdrop of her skin.

Lost in the sensation of the water caressing her skin, Kundavai paid little heed to the soft rustle of fabric that heralded an unexpected visitor. She assumed it was one of the palace attendants, come to replenish her bath or attend to some other menial task.

But as she turned to glance over her shoulder, her eyes widened in shock as she beheld the figure standing in the doorway. It was not a servant who had intruded upon her solitude, but Vandyathevan Vallavaraiyan, Adithya's closest friend and a familiar face in the royal court.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still as their eyes met, both frozen in disbelief at the unexpected turn of events. Kundavai's heart pounded in her chest, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she realized her state of undress.

Vandyathevan, for his part, seemed equally stunned, his eyes wide with astonishment as they roved over her figure, taking in every inch of her exposed skin. She could feel the heat of his gaze like a physical touch, sending a shiver of awareness down her spine.

Desperately, Kundavai reached for the nearest towel, a delicate peach-colored swath of fabric that clung to her damp skin like a second skin. She held it close to her chest, a feeble attempt to preserve her modesty in the face of this unexpected intrusion.

"I... I'm sorry," Vandyathevan stammered, tearing his gaze away from her in a gesture of contrition. "I didn't mean to... I'll leave you in peace."

But even as he turned to go, Kundavai couldn't help but feel a pang of regret at the loss of his presence. For in that fleeting moment, she had seen something in his eyes, something that spoke of desire and longing, a connection that transcended the boundaries of propriety.

"Wait," she called out, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please, stay."

Vandyathevan hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering uncertainly between her and the door. But then, as if drawn by an invisible force, he stepped forward, crossing the threshold into the chamber once more.

As he approached, Kundavai could see the conflict warring within him, the desire warring with propriety, the longing warring with duty. And yet, despite the risks, she couldn't deny the pull of their attraction, the magnetic force that drew them together like two stars in the night sky.

With a trembling hand, she reached out to him, her fingers brushing against his in a silent invitation. And as he took her hand in his, his touch sending sparks of electricity coursing through her veins, Kundavai knew that this serendipitous encounter was just the beginning of a love that would defy all odds.

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i realised that there are very less VT x kundavai fics here, they are my absolute fav couple, and let me not get started on the chemistry btw trisha and karthi!!

also this was my first time writting a fanfic, pls review.

p.s - i'll be writing solely as them as the lead couple, so feel free to suggest prompts i'll be posting once a week for now.

after march i'll see wht can be done

[godsofhumanity]

Poseidon: If a beautiful woman disagrees with me, I will immediately change my views. I have no principles. Amphitrite: Well, maybe you should have principles. Poseidon: You're right, maybe I should.

[teaah-art]

Some Ponniyin Selvan themed tarot card designs! In no particular order. And there will be more!

Some design notes under cut

The Fool : Chose Vandiyadevan for this one. The Fool Card I referenced had a dog in it and I chose to replace that with Semba. Instead of a traveller's bindle, Vandiyadevan here is holden a sheathed sword, symbolic of Aditha Karikalan's sword he received in the beginning of the story. Instead of snowy mountains, around him are green Nilgiri Hills and black basalt rocks, typical for the Deccan plateau.

The Magician: Chose Ravidasan for this. My train of thought was essentially = Sorcerer? Magician? Kinda?. Kept the left hand pose same as the original card but replaced the white wand with the fire in hand which is how the PS movies portrayed Ravidasan praying to Kottravai (I haven't read the books). Chose not to draw anything else from the original card, since it didn't fit Ravidasan's aesthetic and I also kinda liked the look of the card without anything 🤷‍♀️

The Hierophant: This one's Madhurantakan. It just fits him so well! My intention with this was to draw him sitting on a throne in a Chola style Shiva temple, but I found it more appealing to have a blurry/dark background with the lighting on Madhurantakan himself, which ended up making the background details kinda pointless. The two people kneeling are supposed to be Periya Pazhuvettaraiyar and his brother, though honestly, interpret it how you will. Original card ref.

The Hermit : Chose Alwarkadiyan Nambi for this. Replaced the lamp from the original card with one of those deepams that have a deity at the center and are throne shaped. The one my mom owns/ the ref I had in mind has Vishnu at the center so it sorta felt fitting, at least on a personal note. He's supposed to be standing on a beach but unsure if that's coming across (I'm not that great with backgrounds....)

[thirst4light]

In Memoriam

This is my first try at Vanmozhi Fanfiction. Inspired from the PS 2 movie scene. Planning to do a two part follow-up of this prologue. Let me know what you think!

Prologue

'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.’ (In Memoriam A. H. H., 27.13-17) 

The sky of Thanjavur was strangely grey on a Vaikasi afternoon as the people waited for their beloved crown prince, Aditha Karikalan, to come home.

Only this time, there was no line of excited girls, wearing their best sarees,  chattering away with their aarti thali on the steps of majestic Thanjavur fort, waiting to catch a glimpse of their handsome  prince.

Instead, a grief-stricken royal family waited patiently. Chakrvarthi and the young prince, Ponniyin Selvan were waiting at the front, while the women of the royal family waited behind.

Slightly behind the royal family, Kodombalur Ilavarasi Vanathi was also waiting along with other royal women, looking over the sea of the people that gathered at the outer court of the fort. Since last night, as the news of the prince’s death spread, people kept coming from all corners of the Cholanadu. 

While Vanathi waited, she thought of everything and nothing.

Such a contrast, Vanathi reflected, looking at the grey sky briefly before her gaze settled on the royal family who were clad in pristine white, a decorum when someone in the family passes away.

As if even the sky was mourning along with this family.

Vanathi’s thoughts got interrupted as people’s clamour suddenly increased, making her focus at the entry gate of the fort.

Finally, Aditha Karikalan had arrived in Thanjavur.

In the city where he grew up. In the city where he belongs.

A long procession of regiment came by foot, closely followed by the prince's beloved horse regiment, waving the chola flag. 

From where she was standing, Vanathi could  see the chariot carrying the prince’s body from a distance, closely flanked by his trusted fighting companions, Manamalyan, Parthibendran and Vanthiyadevan; not leaving their beloved prince’s side, even in death.

As the chariot slowly moved across the crowd, Vanathi could hear muffled cries while some people started to shower flower petals at the chariot, a sign of their last respect to their Ilavarase. A section of the crowd even started to tussle with the guards to touch the chariot and pray.

It took a long time for the guards to clear the way for the chariot to cross the short distance of the entry gate to the steps of the fort. 

When the chariot carrying the prince's body finally stopped in front of the fort stairs, there was a momentary pause among the royal family members. 

As if they could not believe what they were seeing.

The ailing Chakravarty was the first to break down as he could not support his weight anymore. Ponniyin Selvan gripped his father tightly, making sure his father could come down the stairs to meet his beloved elder son.

Raṇi varataṭcaṇai Sembiyan Mahadevi, Rani Vanavan Mahadevi, Iliya Piratti slowly started to walk behind the Chakravarty to meet their nephew, son and brother, Aditha Karikalan, one last time. Vanathi followed them as well, her steps heavy with grief.

As everyone in the family huddled at the front of the chariot and tried to caress the beloved prince’s face, the cries of the Chakravarti and Rani were the most heart-breaking.  Vanathi, who was standing at the end of the chariot, could not take it anymore. She bowed her head, closed her eyes to drown out the sound of cries and desperately put her hands together in prayer.

Ishvara, may the Ilavarase join you in heaven. And…And give my beloved royal family and the people of Cholanadu the strength to overcome this difficult time.

Vanathi stayed still for a few minutes, hoping the cries had subdued. As she opened her eyes, she knew that her attempt at focusing on praying was futile. 

But she had to try. 

In desperation, her eyes searched for the only face that could give her strength at this moment. 

As her eyes landed on Ponniyin Selvan’s face, Vanathi realized, despite being such a pillar of strength to his father, the young prince could not hold himself together anymore.

His face contorted with unspeakable grief; tears were streaming down his eyes continuously.

Vanathi had endured loss in various forms from a very young age. Her mother’s death, even though she had never met her, had left a deep wound in her childhood. Then her father’s death at Ilankai war, leaving her as an orphan in this cruel world. Then bidding farewell to her only father like figure uncle Periya Velar before every war, not knowing whether he would return alive from them was always tantamount to loss for her….Yet, no pain of these losses compared to the pain of seeing her beloved Ponniyin Selvan grieving at this moment.

Until this point, Vanathi did not realize that she had been crying along with everyone else. But seeing her Ponniyin Selvan break down like this, fresh tears blocked her vision completely. Her heart felt so heavy that for a moment she felt like she could not breathe anymore.

Wiping her tears with pallu, Vanathi took a few deep breaths to calm herself.

As the guards started to move to take the chariot away for cremation, on a whim, Vanathi decided to come at the front of the chariot and touch Ilavarase Aditha Karikalan’s feet, seeking blessings.

An opportunity she never had before.

While she looked at the crown prince’s resting face one last time, Vanathi realized, in death, Aditha Karikalan had finally found his peace.

The peace that he had been searching for a long time.

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[thereader-radhika]

V Venkayya, the scholar who rediscovered ‘Ponniyin Selvan’ Raja Raja Chola

In the early 20th century, the name of the king who built the big temple of Thanjavur was not known; some believed it was built by Karikala Chola, who lived in the Sangam age, around 1,000 years before Raja Raja . . . (Read the full article by clicking on the title)

Venkayya's handwriting

As an author and editor, Kalki was aware of the role of literature and archeological studies. He acknowledged it through Aditha Karikalan's words in the Ponniyin Selvan.

No, Parthiba, no. We've never heard of a dynasty that lasts forever. Even the Ikshvaku dynasty to which Rama belonged, came to an end. The Rashtrakutas made their appearance in order to defeat the Chalukyas. It’s natural for kingdoms to reach their heights sometimes and eat dust at others. Some kingdoms attain great prosperity, then disappear without a trace. Just look at my ancestors! Karikala Valavan, Killi Valavan and other Chozha kings like them lived a good life and achieved fame. But what do we know of them now? We know their names only because there were poets who sang in praise of them. We do not even know whether what the poets sang was true, or whether they were so drunk that they sang whatever came to mind. But these architectural masterpieces that Mahendrar and Mamallar created will remind people of their greatness for thousands of years. Compared to them, what have you or I achieved? We killed thousands of men in battle, we made rivers of blood flow. What else have we done to perpetuate our names?

@willkatfanfromasia @celestesinsight @favcolourrvibgior @harinishivaa @sakhiiii @ambidextrousarcher @sampigehoovu @balladedutempsjadis @whippersnappersbookworm

[ririsasy]

Hey I am opening a discord server for RRR/Salaar/War/Indian Cinema in general (especially gonna hype all the malexmale bonding movies, that’s the priority lmao) where I organized the channel separately according to the topic so you can share, discuss, check out the content and interact with the members of the server according to your interest but only 18++ are invited because well, sometimes the discussion can easily turn 18+ out of the blue lol and we don’t want youngsters in adult spaces so if you’re adult 18+ , know the fandom lore, know how to behave in fandom space with respect toward each other, use nice words when interacting, can avoid confrontation, have boundaries and manner in public space and love desi cinema especially South Indian cinema (or just cinema in general because we also talk about movies from any part of the world that caught our interest sometimes) and want to join. You can DM me.

[vishnavishivaa]

Manamadhin Unmai (ch 6 of Inaidhal)

@whippersnappersbookworm and I are back! 

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"Anna! We can't let you go to Kadambur on your own!" Kundavai protested as soon as she heard her brother's decision.

" Ilavarasi is right. You can't go to Kadambur all alone, especially when Nandhini is planning to murder you, Ilavarase. At least take me with you," Vandiyathevan interjected, desperate to stop his dear friend from making a rash mistake.

Aditha simply smiled at their concern. His siblings and friends care for him, but this is important and personal and he doesn't want anyone near him when he finally meets his beloved.

" No, I am not taking you with me, Vallavaraya. "

" But Ilavarase…"

" No! It's an order!" Aditha stopped Vandhiyathevan mid sentence, his voice now becoming stern.

" None of you are coming with me , all of you are going back to Thanjai as soon as Thambi feels better. Appa needs you people more than I do. I can take care of myself."

"Anna,” Arulmolzhi put a hand on Aditha's shoulder, trying his best to convince his Anna for the last time. Aditha purposely did not meet Arulmozhi’s eyes, for he knew that Arulmozhi’s pleading eyes could and will convince him to take his younger brother as well. 

" At least take me with you , we can talk with them , and maybe convince them to…"

" No Arul,” Aditha patted his little brother's head, only meeting his eyes for a fraction of a second, and even that seemed to make him want to change his mind. 

No! He could not!  

"I am sorry, but you are going back to Thanjai with them. I have to talk with Nandhini, and she is not going to listen to anyone other than me. So listen to me and go back to Thanjai. It's not a request, it's an order from the crown prince."

" Do whatever you want to do!" Kundavai huffed in frustration. “Why can’t you listen to us this once? We only want your safety.”

Aditha sighed , he was expecting this reaction from Kundavai. His sister and he tended to clash as they were equally stubborn. 

"Arul, Vandiyathevan , Kodambalur Illavarasi, would you mind going outside for some time? I need to discuss something with Kundavai privately."

Kundavai sat down by her brother's side as the others left them alone. She didn't catch Vandiyathevan glancing back at her with yearning in his eyes while leaving the room, so caught up in Aditha’s decision was she.

" Anna, is there nothing I can do to change your decision?" Kundavai enquired, tears forming in her eyes. 

" Unfortunately, no Kanna,” Aditha sighed as he looked down at his sister's eyes , her eyes shining with uncertainty and fear, the tears there hurting his heart. 

" This is something I need to do for myself. Please don't stop me, kanne."

" Anna,” Kundavai mumbled as she tried her best to blink back her tears , a fear of something uncertain gripping her heart. Kundavai knew in the back of her mind that the reunion between the lost lovers would never end in happiness, but her brother was never the one to listen to her once he had made up his mind. He will always do as he pleases especially when it comes to Nandhini. 

" You have grown up so much, Kanna. This is high time you should get married," Aditha said to lighten the tense atmosphere.

" Anna!" Kundavai playfully smacked his shoulders as she wiped away her tears.

" What Anna?" Aditha smiled as he pulled his dear sister into a hug.

" My little sister has grown up so much , she has become so beautiful and intelligent. Now she needs a man who would be her equal in everything, someone who could understand her scheming brain and possibly win an argument with her."

Kundavai laughed at her brother's words as Aditha absent-mindedly ruffled her long hair.

" Unfortunately such a man is rare, Anna."

Aditha looked down at her sister , tears glistening in her eyes and she rested her head on his shoulders.

" Is everything okay, thangai?"

" Yes, of course! Why wouldn't it be?"- Kundavai answered as she tried to blink back her tears

" Don't hide your tears from me, kanna. Tell me what's wrong?"

" Nothing Anna , it's just that I missed you."

Aditha knew it was the truth, but that there was more to it. He lifted sister's head and wiped away her tears, which kept falling regardless of her efforts.

"I missed you too, Kanna. So much."

" I am really sorry Anna,” Kundavai mumbled under her breath as she tried to compose herself.

" For what?"

" For everything I did, I didn't mean to hurt you, Anna. I honestly didn't know that Nandhini's absence was going to hurt you like that . I thought she was just a …"

"A passing cloud?" Aditha enquired

"Yes , but I was wrong . Apparently, you were in love with her so much that her disappearance broke you apart . Is such a love possible? One full of such selflessness, in this Kaliyugam? Our scriptures do speak of that love, but such selflessness feels so rare."

" Why are there so many questions about love suddenly, little one? Is there something I should know?" Aditha teased his sister, making her blush.

" It's nothing Anna , I was just wondering . Something happened last night which made me wonder."

" What happened?" Aditha wondered. What made his practical sister wonder about love? Is she finally realizing her feelings for Vallavarayan?

" It was Vanathi, she told me something last night and I simply can't get it out of my mind. She said that it doesn't matter whether Arulmozhi returned her emotions or not . She would continue to love him till her very last breath."

Aditha smiled hearing this declaration of the Kodumbalur Ilavarasi . He was right then. Vanathi is absolutely selfless and madly in love with his brother. But unfortunately Arulmozhi is hellbent on ignoring her love struck gazes. What is wrong with his siblings? They were both smart and intelligent, brilliant in fact, in everything. Except love, it seemed. 

" Ah sounds like something the light of Kodumbalur would say. Unfortunately, our stupid brother doesn't appreciate a gem like her, but I think I can understand her point of view."

“Explain it to me, Anna. Please. I want to understand. I want to understand her better, and you better. Please?” 

Kundavai was trembling with overwhelming emotions. 

" Kundavai ,calm down, kuzhandhai,”  Aditha rubbed her sister's hand to calm her down 

" You will get all these answers once you fall deeply and madly in love with someone. Love is more powerful than any other force in this world, it has the capacity to make or break one. It's the reason behind the survival of humankind. The power of love is what keeps us alive , it supplies us with hope in the darkest of times. There is an unexplainable kind of happiness in giving up and sacrificing for the one you love. You may say I am a mad man to still keep my hopes up , but it's better to be an emotional fool than a logical one. It's better to die for love than to live a life devoid of one. If someone gives me the option to choose between death in the arms of my beloved or death in the battlefield. I will always choose the former. Because at least I will be able to see the yearning and love in my beloved's eyes for one last time. I will die knowing that my love , my agony, was not in vain. And at least in my brief period of time on this Earth, I was able to experience this ethereal feeling."

" I don't know what you are saying, Anna,” Kundavai answered, confused by Aditha's monologue. He seemed to be answering her, but going beyond that. 

" What do you mean by dying in the arms of your beloved? Why are you even talking about dying?"

" It's hypothetical, kanna," Aditha replied as he wiped away his tears.

" Don't worry, there will be a time when you will understand what I mean, and I have a gut feeling that that time is nearer than you think."

"I don't think so Ann."

"Kundavai,” Aditha put his hand on Kundavai's head

" Let me give you a little advice as your big brother. For once try to live in the moment and let go. I know you have to become an adult and an older sibling to Arul when I abandoned you and I am extremely sorry for that. But don't refuse yourself the small joys of life. You are allowed to act childish and make mistakes. For once let your heart rule over your head , look around there is love all around you , try to embrace that love thangaiye!"

" But Anna, this is not possible,” Kundavai whispered under her breath.

" Stop caring about your duty alone for once Kundavai. There is much more to life than duty and rules. One can always balance duty and passion if they want to. People rarely receive love in their lifetime, even if they search the whole universe for it. Your Lucky that love itself has come to your doorsteps searching for you. Don't let that go to waste kanna, you will regret it."

"I don't know what to do Anna,” Kundavai replied as a sob broke out in her throat. "I have never been this confused Anna , never."

"Kundavai, you do know it is okay to not have the answer for everything, right?” Aditha clicked his tongue.

"Can we please leave this topic Anna?" Kundavai pleaded to Aditha. " It has been so long since we last met. I don't want to spend this precious moment crying.”

"Do you want to discuss Arul and his stupidity?" 

A mischievous smile spread across Aditha's face.

“Anna! It's serious! I am worried about him and Vanathi, and you are laughing?" Kundavai gasped in disbelief

"What else do you want me to do kanna? He is behaving like an Idiot around Vanathi. How can he not realize that he is madly in love with her? How did he end up being this stupid when it comes to love, he is my brother for god's sake!"

" He is in love with Vanathi? Are you sure Anna?” A glimmer of hope rises in Kundavai's heart.

"Of course he is!"

"But Poonkuzhali?"

"Ah Poonkuzhali,” Aditha sighed. "She is a beautiful woman , any man will be lucky to get her . But our Arul is not that lucky man, he is definitely not in love with her. But she is madly in love with him and that can cause a problem for us."

" Problem? What problem can she cause? Especially when Arul is not in love with her?"

Aditha stood up to face the window in front of his room looking down to the garden of the Vihara, where his brother stood bantering with the Kodumbalur ilavarasi, a smile shining on his golden countenance.

" Jealousy can make people do many things, Kundavai. I , myself, am a prime example of that. I think you should speak with her, make her see some sense."

" Me? But why?"- Kundavai questioned as she came to stand behind her brother

" Because she reminds me of you"- Aditha turned to face his sister.

" A stubborn, burning flame. You can handle her better than we do , just make her understand the reality of her situation and please don't threaten her. It will just make the situation worse."

" I will try my best,” Kundavai answered as she approached the door

" Kundavai!"

Kundavai turned around to face her brother . The light of the descending sun is falling on Aditha Karikalan's face illuminating his features, Kundavai can see tears shining like pearls in the corner of her Anna's eyes.

"Give love a chance, it will not disappoint you."

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[anthonyed]

He first saw him when the Earth was closest to Jupiter.

Fiery red with blood dripping from his lashes, youth crippled by venom; the Chola's Crown Prince was a sight for any sore eyes.

And damn if Vanthiyadevan's poor eyes weren't sore enough for the entire kingdom. 

His heart stopped when their eyes met. Vanthiyadevan beamed, wearing his tender heart at his sleeve, never rolled in; naked for everyone to see. 

There was a curious tilt to the Prince's perfect lips, one which Vanthiyadevan would swear for decades, was the first smile that graced his highness face after so long. And he was the reason for it. 

True or not, later during their years of kinship, Vanthiyadevan would indeed be the reason for many smiles and even countless laughter that decorated the broken prince.

He couldn't cure, but he did try his best. 

[hellohumanss]

i watch PS2 last night

i sobbed like a baby for an hour straight up bawled my eyes out my eyes are still swollen 10 hours later

that was simply phenomenal acting on everyone's part

[relativelydimensional]

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: பொன்னியின் செல்வன் - கல்கி | Ponniyin Selvan - Kalki, பொன்னியின் செல்வன் | Ponniyin Selvan (Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Vanthiyadevan Vallavarayan/Arulmozhi Varman, Vanthiyadevan Vallavarayan & Adithya Karikalan, Vanthiyadevan Vallavarayan & Kundavai, Vathiyadevan Vallavarayan/Arunmozhi Varman, Aditha Karikalan/Vallavarayan Vandhiyathevan Characters: Adithya Karikalan, Kundavai, Vanthiyadevan Vallavarayan, Arulmozhi Varman, Arunmozhi Varman Additional Tags: Chola Empire | Chozha Empire, historical fiction - Freeform, Ancient History, we're going for a madeline miller aesthetic here okay iykyk, everyone is BI baybeyyyy, especially vanthiyadevan <3, not betaed sorry, i swear this is an arulmozhi fic hahahha theres just some other siblings to rule out first, Angst, Trauma, Pining, lol, no beta we die like aditha <3 Summary:

Vallavaraiyan Vanthiyadevan had it bad for his best friend. Over the many years of friendship and his feelings came and went like the ebbs and flows of the Ponni river. He knew early on that he admired Adithya Karikalan, the fiercely handsome eldest son and heir to the Chola dynasty. But he was not quite sure when that admiration had morphed into something else. But with eyes that intense and shoulders that broad and strong, I mean what was a man to do? It was a wonder he hadn’t fallen sooner.

or Vanthiyadevan has pretty much resigned himself to being a lovesick flirt for the rest of his life, but when he is sent on a mission to deliver an olai to the king he soon discovers he has a type, and that type is Chola royalty.

Chapter 3 of my gay ass ponniyin selvan fic is up! (sorry for the delay lol) 

[neengareadynaaready]

Damn karthi was such a good choice for this role!

PONNIYIN SELVAN PART ONE: PS-1 (2022) dir. Mani Ratnam

[damien2991]

huh. i guess you should, Miorine

og: vallavaraiyan on twitter

[teaah-art]

Because the Vandiyadevan Comic is doing numbers on Tumblr.

[thirst4light]

My podcast episode on PS-1 is out!

Fans of Ponniyin Selvan,

Rejoice!

My podcast episode for PS-1 review is here!!!!

Link here: https://open.spotify.com/episode/032KPdtcIRxYODVJHWySo5?si=03cd0cc7e2db4314

Note: I am an amateur podcaster, this is just my attempt to find an avenue where I can fangirl about PS without any judgement. However, constructive feedback is welcome so I can improve in my future episodes! Feel free to reblog or share to anyone who might be interested in this.

Enjoy!

[thirst4light]

Karthi' screaming at the top his lungs "Illavaraseeeee..." still rings in my ears

KARTHI as VANDIYADEVAN in PONNIYIN SELVAN: II (2023)

[thereader-radhika]

Some crazy Ponniyin Selvan prompts

• Poonkuzhali joins Pandya Aabathudavigal.

Some time ago, some people from the Pandya country came here. They wanted me to help them wreak vengeance on the royal family which had betrayed my aunt. It was then that I heard my aunt's story. My blood began to boil and I decided to join them. Later, I came to know how my aunt felt about all this. . . . Then I abandoned the idea of joining hands with the Pandya group. As you said my aunt's love is really divine. But mark my words, I won't be like her. If any Prince tries to deceive me I'll take revenge. I'll kill him. I'll also kill the woman who steals him from me. Then I'll stab myself and die.

• Vanathi joins Buddha monastery for real.

Vanathi went on: "Yes! I've decided to become a Buddhist sanyasini. Why do you object to that? Weren't there many women in ancient Tamil Nadu who became ascetics? Did not Madhavi's daughter, Manimekalail, become an ascetic and attain divinity and don't we praise her now as the Goddess Manimekalai? I have no such aspirations. I tried to end my useless life, but failed in the attempt. Perhaps it is God's wish that I live a little longer. I want to join a Buddhist monastery and spend my time serving people. You won't refuse to help me, will you?"

• Chinna Pazhuvettaraiyar Kalanthaka Kandar adopts Vanthiyathevan.

Let's wait, he thought, until my older brother returns. We can find out about him then and do whatever is best. A warrior like him should be inducted into our private bodyguard. Even a portion of his ancestral kingdom could be given back to him. Helping boys like this will bind them to us and ensure their loyalty. But if he's proved an enemy, we'll have to make other plans. Let's wait for my brother, anyway. We’ll see.

• Poonkuzhali fakes her death and runs away from the palace.

The court politics and the never ending scheming are so tiring and infuriating. She doesn't like Senthan as much as thought and Emperor Senthan is the most eligible married man in the country. She runs away, to embrace the waves once again.

• Manimegalai thinks 'ponal pogattum poda' (let it go) and starts to manage the affairs of Sambuvarayar clan when Kandan Maran is away on border patrol.

She is totally embarassed about her emotional outburst about a man who doesn't like her, that too to the woman he actually loves.

• Parthipendra Pallavan and Manimegalai decide to get married out of spite and plot the end of Vanthiyathevan and Kundavai.

Yeah, I made that up. I am crazy.

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