#my mahabharat

[jabbering-on-jaya]

[h0bg0blin-meat]

Arjun: *clenching his fists* Fight me!

Krishna, standing behind him, sudarshan chakra in hand: *mouthes* Do not.

[aru-loves-krishnaxarjuna]

Krishna, in Vishwaroop, asks his Beloved Parth, "Am I not scary?"

And Arjuna replies, "Scary? My God, you're Divine!"

[friend-shaped-but]

[sanatanaxtales]

He is the Eternal Purusha. Otherwise called Krishna, he is endued with the splendour of gold, and shines with effulgence like a second sun. Possessed of ten arms, he is endued with great energy, and is the slayer of the foes of the gods.

Thanks, Mahabharata. Thanks.

This is from Anusasana Parva, Chapter CXLVII, KMG version.

I am intent on making all of us keel over for my Neela Megha Shyam-

[mannbhaavnii]

“My mind is always fixed on Rukmini, just like hers is on me. I can’t even sleep at night.” — Srimad Bhagvatam

😭😭😭💗🧿

[inc0rrectmyths]

Other avatars of Vishnu: 💀💣💥⚡🔫🗡

Krishna: 😇🤡💅🌸🎶🎉

[krsnaradhika]

People. People. Gopis.

What do you think about different characterisations of Kanha in stories that may/ may not be canon? Like, I've been wondering about which way I want to predominantly describe him in and I'm stuck, to be fair. I don't want anything to seem unnatural or annoying so I deffo need opinions and well, canon facts.

Is he the loving, smitten man around his wives? Is he the mischievous friend? The prince who knows he has the hearts of his subjects? The diplomat who knows he has defeated someone in the way of words and is pretty pleased about it internally? The lord tearing up at the sorrows of his devotees? Or the grown child bending to hug Devaki Maa whenever he finds the chance? Btw this is how I usually see him. He's jestingly smug, but he's also very playful, and cheerful, and giggly and funny, he's completely and utterly in love with everyone around him. Well except for a few maybe. We know what sort of people.

Or do you agree with the more serene Kanhaai? The one with yogic distance from the world. He is calm with not a crease on his forehead but distant eyes that ruminate. He's looming and maybe unnerving. He brushes away the tears of the ones he holds dear but with just a frown and not more shows of expression. Maybe he's reticent. Very much so. Maybe he teases but with just a little imperceptible smirk. Does he laugh out loud to Subhadra's fine humor? Maybe, but maybe not. Maybe he doesn't giggle a lot. Maybe he keeps to himself in moments of turmoil. Maybe he does not show very much of how he truly feels. He's tranquil. Like maybe Shantakaram Vishnu. The one who floats in the cosmic ocean. The Garbhodakshayi Vishnu.

Keep in mind that I'm talking about Dvarakadheesha Krishna. Vrindavanesha is playful and walks with the gaits of an intoxicated elephant, we know. But what of the grown Krishna Vaasudeva? The household? The ascetic? What is he like? Or is it all of them on different different days? What is that which he isn't?

I know we all have our own perceptions and views but hey, mostly canon readers, I want to know how you see him. I want to know that yes he's the mentor and guide in the Mahabharata, but is he a bit more languid and free in the Harivamsha? Do we see more nuances or differences? What about the Shrimad Bhagavatam? I want to know more. I want to know. I want to grasp more of him. Let me hold a bit more of him.

[stxrrynxghts]

Abhimanyu had ruined things.

Again.

Just like every single day.

WHY WAS HE LIKE THIS?

This was a question which he and many people around him asked frequently. This time, his victim was a beautiful angavastra, which was very dear to Balarama Mama for some unknown reasons. Abhimanyu was practicing archery, as usual. And his target had been the angavastra, unfortunately.

Now, Balarama was screeching at the top of his lungs. Like a brave boy, Abhimanyu ran to hide in some secluded corner of the palace. Perhaps there was still some time left for him to run away. Maybe he could join his father in his exile-

"This is extremely delicious." A very familiar voice speaks from behind him. "Honestly, this reminds me of the time I was a young boy."

And as Abhimanyu had expected, Krishna Mama is miraculously sitting right next to him, his hand stuffed inside a pot of maakhan, with some of it smeared on his face.

"Mama!" He cries out in relief. "You are the only one who can save me now!"

"Oh?" Krishna says, in surprise. "Is that so?"

Abhimanyu resists the strong urge to scoff. As if he doesn't know what has happened. At that exact moment, Balaram roars in anger upstairs.

"I ruined his clothes." Abhimanyu decides to explain. "Please save me just this once."

"Ah, my dear nephew." Krishna slaps his maakhan coated palm on Abhimanyu's back. "I will always save you, except for that one time- Ahem. So, where were we?"

"You were saying something about saving me from the mess I have created." Abhimanyu says, even if Krishna hasn't voiced it out yet. He doesn't need to, Abhimanyu understands it without him even saying it.

"Now, Dau has always been like this since we were children. It is normal." Krishna explains. "Open your mouth."

Abhimanyu does so, only to find Krishna feeding him maakhan. Krishna is notorious for not sharing his maakhan with anyone. It makes him feel very special, indeed.

"Run ahead, I know how to convince him!" Krishna urges, and Abhimanyu runs to the women's palace.

Just like always, Krishna Mama has saved him. And he will continue to do it, right?

...

As his bow was chopped into pieces, his charioteer and horses were killed, as his sword fell from his hands and the chariot wheel was destroyed, as Abhimanyu picked up the mace and fell down, in a faint, as his skull was smashed, he realized that this time, just this once, Krishna Mama wouldn't come to save him.

[blackknight-100]

The downside of trying to write fics about Post-Python Apollo in exile is that he needs to move. Because he tours all of Ancient Greece. And Ancient Greece is A Mess ™️.

I'm not joking when I say that well labelled Myceanean maps have been a nightmare to find. Add that to the dynamic mythological timeline and the many, many small clashes/battles and it's impossible to work anything out.

Like no seriously, how far is the Vale of Tempe from Central Thessaly? Is Thessaly united or is it broken into small kingdoms and principalities?Can a merchant cart pass from Thessaly to Smyrna via Tempe? Is that a viable economic route? How do I even find that out, I suck at both history and geography. At this point I'm half tempted to just make him hunker down in one place and only shift for the Branchus kiss.

[jabbering-on-jaya]

Bhratashree, if only you would have bought a little bit of brain with all the wealth that you cheated off your cousins---- *sigh*

[callonpeevesie]

this has been in my mind ever since I saw this meme like. years ago so here it is finally. let the record show that I'm a giant revati truther

[h0bg0blin-meat]

Me: I read Mahabharata for the plot.

The plot:

[aru-loves-krishnaxarjuna]

Arjuni: does anyone want to come with me to commit arson?

Krishna: count me in, Parthavi!

Draupadi: me too

Dhrishtadyumna: me three

Subhadra:...

Balaram:...

Kunti:...

Nakul:...

Sahadev:...

Yudhishthir:...

Gandiva bow:

Bheem:

Gandiva bow: don't leave me!

Bheem: i am coming too!

Yudhishthir: NO!—

[friend-shaped-but]

[heisen-heimer]

Ok hear me out:

A Mahabharat anime would slap so hard