#thaly speaks

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A quick drawing of my attempt at @commanderthalys's Thalys with her Iboga face leaves and an overabundance of thorns and spikes and teeth bc I have no chill lmao (they're also WAY larger than what they should be to properly hide while folded up on her face, but I am not good at resisting the temptation of exaggerating these things lakjdsfls)

[trolithfoxyflint]

Hello, friends.

I uploaded a sketchbook tour if you want to check it out!

I struggled so much w the editing for this bc the program I was using exported the colors so desaturated kgbsjcbsnfbrhfhsb I fixed it the best I could

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Not Niv making me want to resurrect Scarlet--

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@sihtricfedaraaahvicius has given me a new fanart idea and if I somehow manage to pull it off…Y’all ain’t ready…

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skz x desi reader headcanons

A.N: highly unedited, it's just me yapping - also! if you have anything you want to add on, pls share! let's all be delulu together hehe

tagging: @ihrtlino (i'm sorry it took so long for me to write this :') <3)

Chan

Your parents would absolutely LOVE him, and would probably invite him to come over for Diwali - bonus: Chan in a kurta - actually, scratch that - any of the members in a kurta.

Would insist he can handle the spice of your mom’s curries but the extremely red tint on his ears and face says otherwise. He absolutely inhales the lassi. 

Would call you a name of endearment in your mother tongue - THERE WAS AN AUTHOR HERE AND I WILL TAG THEM @beebee18 PLS GO READ THIS FIC BECAUSE IT’S THIS VERY ONE THAT CAUSED MY WHOLE SKZ X DESI READER BRAIN ROT - to have Chan call you meri jaan UGH

Would try and learn your language and would probably grasp common phrases like “I’m hungry” or “I love you”. I can see him sneaking up on you when you’re out and about the house, sneaking up behind you and pressing a kiss to your shoulder “bukh lagi hain” (i’m hungry)

Would ask you to marry him in your mother tongue.

Would cry at your wedding when you’re doing the rounds around the fire and saying your vows.

Minho

Would learn bollywood style dancing like bollywood hip hop or something similar to impress you.

Lee Know singing a Bollywood ballad. That’s it. That’s the thought,

Lee Know is really good at learning languages and I feel like he would learn your mother tongue to speak with you or your family. You’re waiting for your mother to open the door when you take him to meet your parents, and you’re assuring him you’ll translate everything they say. Then, when the door opens he immediately greets your mother fluently. 

Would cook your favourite traditional dish when you’re feeling homesick. He would text your mom, asking for the recipe before putting together the craziest thali (a/n: I’ve been writing about food so much I’m craving all of this now).

Tries to decorate the house for Diwali but doesn’t quite get how to do the rangoli so he calls Hyunjin for help. Hyunjin walks into your house to see Lee Know with multi-colored rangoli powder smudged onto his face and all over his hands. You come back to the house to find Lee Know chasing Hyunjin with a handful of tissues

Puts coconut oil in your hair and braids it for you. Doesn’t even say anything about it. One day you’re just doing it and he pops into the bathroom, takes the oil from your hands and does it. Massages it into your scalp and braids your hair. Then he just washes his hands and leaves. He does it for you every time now. Gets mad the one time when you decide to do it on your own and he does that angry little sigh. Doesn’t speak to you until you cuddle him and promise you’ll let him do it from now on.

Changbin 

You can not convince me this man would not listen to rap music in your mother tongue. Would probably have a favourite rapper. I feel like generally speaking he would be very interested in Bollywood music as a genre and style of music. He would be inspired to maybe include some of those elements like the instrument style etc in his own music.

Would have your contact name saved as a name of endearment in your mother tongue.

Would dance with you at weddings or events.

Would secretly take classes in your mother tongue so he could speak with you. You’d find out one day when you come back home and he’s reciting a speech about how much he loves you.

You introduce him to biryani for the first time and it’s officially his favourite thing. Catch him eating biryani in the dressing rooms in SKZ-Talker

Hyunjin

Would learn how to do mehendi just so he could do yours. I can see him making really beautiful designs of flowers in great detail.

If you know any kind of classical bollywood dances I feel like he would really want to learn the basics so he could dance with you.Bonus: When you get your mehendi done for your wedding, he would probably tear up when he finds his initials in the designs.

Would love watching the romantic bollywood movies - would probably cry WATERFALLS and deny it - but later he posts a painting of a scene from the movie on his instagram. Would slow dance to the romantic songs with you.

Would paint or photograph you in traditional clothing

Would buy you pretty jhumkas and bangles at the market. You find out later that they absolutely ripped him off his money for those bangles but it’s okay because he loves you. That man would be so in love with you he probably build a whole palace in your name. 

Han 

Would learn an Arjit Singh song for you on the guitar (a/n: just had a thought about this - is arjit singh like the hozier of bollywood??). Would send full covers to you first, before posting a small snippet of it onto Instagram. He might upload a voice message of him singing it on Bubble for Stays but you know it’s all for you.

Would watch bollywood shows and movies with you - probably (definitely) bawls his eyes out when you watch Kuch Kuch Hota Hai or KKKG.

Gets heavily invested in any kind of Bollywood tea, his jaw drops and gasps out loud when his favorite celebrity couple breaks up “they broke up?!”

Randomly blurts out dialogues from famous desi movies

Felix 

Judging by the amount of chicken this man eats on mukbang lives (r.i.p bbokari’s cousins), he would LOVE butter chicken and naan. You can’t convince me otherwise because I know I’m right.

Would learn how to bake a traditional sweet and surprise you with it / nearly burns down the kitchen in the process and decides to just order a box of your favourite sweets. I get the feeling Felix would absolutely LOVE Indian sweets like gulab jamun or jalebi or ladoo. 

Would 100000% learn your mother tongue.

Would want to do his mehendi with you too - matching designs!!!

Holi! I can see Felix as someone who would really enjoy Holi. He would probably get really sneaky with it and innocently approach you before projectile launching a handful of a mix of colours at you (but that’s only payback because you did the same earlier).

Would surprise you with a trip to your home country when you’re feeling a little homesick.

Seungmin 

This man would absolutely learn a ballad or a romantic song for you, would probably learn many just to sing to you - he would most definitely not tell you he’s learning any of these songs until one karaoke night he just pulls out the mic and starts belting it out.

Would pretend to act uninterested when you start watching a desi show or movie (does the uninterested dad pose standing in the living room with his hands on his hips before gradually moving to sit down) but then he ends up being the one to start crying or to start yelling at the television screen. Gets upset when you keep getting advertisement breaks on the screen, is absolutely torn apart when he realises he needs to wait a whole week to find out what happens.

Would learn how to say i love you in your language. I feel like Seungmin is quite soft spoken in the way he expresses love, but he does it strongly. You’d be sitting on the couch together watching a Bollywood series and one of the character’s confesses to the other and he turns to you to do the same.

When you don’t mention important dates of celebrations and festivals, he surprises you by bringing it up first. Probably surprises you with a box of sweets. “What are these for?” “It’s Diwali today isn’t it?!”

Jeongin 

I feel like, as someone who sings Trot, Jeongin would really love singing classic Bollywood songs.

Would also get very invested in the shows and movies you watch. This man would not move a muscle from start to finish. Imagine if he watched Bahubali back when it released and at the end of the first movie he’s dying to know what happens and you have to break it to him that he's going to have to wait years until the next movie comes out.

I feel like he’d be really into the Bollywood action/superhero movies like he would really enjoy the Dhoom movie series or Don or Krrish. You’d catch him humming one of the songs from the movies or imitating SRK’s iconic lines from the movie. 

He would really love your traditional food and would go out of his way to find authentic restaurants making this food to take you out on a date there - and then you’d have to talk him through the whole menu and what each dish has.

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We'll say hello again (Nevermind the chasm between us) 17

Gauri has read about moments like these. She's written about moments like these. But it's the first time that she feels it.

Rage coursing in her veins to make her burn, fury freezing her at place and heart and throat suddenly burning under a weight she cannot see. Helplessness bursts through her spine and she wants to collapse but she stands still. The thali in her hand digs into her palms and Gauri desperately wants to ground herself back to reality but she cannot speak.

Maa steps forward. She locks eyes with Gauri and something passes between them.

Do not do this. I am your daughter. Help me. Reject him. Let me speak. Do not. Do not. Please. Please. Guide me to a better place. Protect me. Help me. Protect me. Protect me. Protect me. I am your daughter.

"The royal throne acknowledges and accepts your proposal, Mahoday Vijay. We shall discuss the courting process in detail tomorrow, after Pooja."

I will not help you. Help yourself. I cannot protect you. No one can protect anyone. You are a daughter. This is your fate. This is your fate. This was my fate. This was your mother's fate. You are cursed with the fate of a daughter. You are not my daughter. I only have sons.

The edges of the thali dig into her palms further and Gauri feels the slight hissing burn of skin breaking. Gauri opens her mouth and Maa glares at her. Maa turns her eyes away.

"Maa."

Gauri cannot defy the Queen Mother in front of the civil population. It's not her sanskar, not her training, not her morals and not something that is acceptable. But she needs to speak. She needs to say no.

Maa gives her a side eyed look and shakes her head minutely.

Gauri looks at Amar. Her half, her heart, her twin. He looks back at her, surprise, anger and something else dances under his eyes. He takes a step towards her, eyes determined and on her. Uncle extends a hand. Amar doesn't stop, throwing their uncle a look that would have been a foretelling of someone's death, had they not had the royal blood Amar and uncle share. Uncle clears his throat and signs towards Maa.

Maa tilts her head sharply and—

Amar freezes.

He looks at Maa in shock and opens his mouth but no words come out. He looks at Gauri, now a pitying and more annoyed look in his eyes. He looks back at Maa. And for a moment Gauri wants to laugh at his audacity. He feels betrayed by Maa, because Maa isn't letting him side with Gauri.

What about me. What about me. You betrayed me too. My brother, my soul, my heart, my twin. Betrayed me.

He will always choose Maa before her, Gauri remembers thinking, at the age of thirteen. She was right.

Despite the warm burn in her palms and the sudden pricking in her eyes, Gauri feels the fingertips of her hands going cold. Her fingers tighten further on the thali and she feels the metal digging into her raw flesh until she feels a drop of blood slither down her alta painted right palm.

Gauri looks at Bhalla, who appears equally shocked. He makes eye contact with her. Looks away. Gulps. And sighs, fortifying his mind again, before he looks at her and points towards Vijay with a sharp nudge of his head. Her brother. Her cousin. Bhalla, who used to twirl her around in air and promise her that he'll marry her to someone brave and courageous.

Gauri looks at Vijay, who smiles winningly at her. His smile feels like something tangible on her. There's a gentle curve in his smile and his shoulders are relaxed, eyes open in invitation. Gauri keeps her eyes glued on his cheek, refusing to look into his eyes and give him the pleasure of seeing her being betrayed. She lets her eyes turn unfocused and the sight of him goes blurry, even for a second, a Gauri feels a moment of safety for it.

She looks at the Shivling in the temple. I asked for nothing but love. The ache in her chest intensifies and out of all, she feels the most betrayed by her friend, by Mahadev. He is supposed to know her. Help her.

Blood crawls down both of her palms and before it can stain the temple floor, Gauri ducks her head, silently asking for leave and turns. She plasters a smile on her face as the people start to talk again, continuing to distribute Prasad to the rare remaining people around her.

"My princess." A whisper in her ear brings her out of her trance with a breath. She blinks and turns her head to Bhairav, who has his hands out and head bowed. "May I receive some Prasad too?"

Gauri's smile shrinks until it's a real one. A tired, but real smile. She gives the last piece in the plate to him, keeping sure that her blood hasn't stained any of the Prasad. Bhairav takes the prasad but instead of eating it, presses it into her hand. Gauri looks at him, alarmed, but holds the prasad with her fingertips to not stain it with her blood. He gently pries away the thali from her hand and holds it from the exact places where her blood is now a dried smear.

He removes a cloth from his waistband and offers it to her. "Eat the prasad, my princess," he says, almost inaudible,"you have yet to have it."

In the commotion around them, Gauri breaks the prasad in half and presses the bigger part into his calloused hands as she takes the cloth. With a tipping of her chin, she orders him to eat his part of the Prasad and eats her part, using his scarf to wipe the blood on her palms.

"Just one word, my princess," he whispers as he takes the cloth back from her hands. "The next one to bleed will be him. Give me an order. Say yes."

Inexplicably, Gauri wants to embrace him for the simple kindness of friendship he shows her. The fact that he is ready to kill someone, a noble at that, for her, is baffling and empowering. The fact that he cares for her above even the simple etiquette of the temple to not talk about murder in front of God, the fact that he simply cares. It makes her want to drop to her knees in relief. Bhairav cares. Bhairav cares. Bhairav cares.

Bhairav cares.

Gauri shakes her head. "Thank you, Bhairav. But for now, we wait." She doesn't look anywhere but in Bhairav's eyes as she speaks. "We need the accounts of the situation. I spilt my blood today. Yours will not be spilt over a pig."

Gauri knows the doubts he must have. But he never questions her. He nods. "I trust you, my princess."

The gajra in her hair wraps her in the smell of jasmines again and Gauri finds herself smiling. "And I, you."

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Surprisingly, it's Maa who approaches her. Almost at midnight, when Gauri is walking towards her chambers with Bhairav in tow, Maa approaches her. With a flick of her hand, her guards stay behind as she walks towards Gauri.

Gauri sees Maa's eyes dart sharply towards Bhairav but Bhairav doesn't hesitate in following Gauri's footsteps until she turns towards him and nods, leaving him a few meters behind her so she and Maa can have the privacy that Maa must be needing.

"Shall we enter your room, daughter?"

Gauri doesn't say anything, opens the doors to her chambers and lets Maa go in first, out of courtesy, and follows. As soon as the door is shut, Gauri quietly says,"Niece." Maa looks at her questioningly. "Would you do to your daughter what you're doing to me?"

Maa's eyes narrow. "Do not accuse me of bias, Gauri. You know better than that." (Does she? Does she, really?)

Gauri clenches her jaw. "Let me accuse you of something more feasible, then. You're using me as bait."

Maa purses her lips and moves to sit at the settee near the window, the one which shows the moon every night. Gauri knows the answer to her non-question then. She narrows her eyes as she speaks, "You have something to prove. You need a favour. You need his help and the only way he can be won over is marriage with me because he already has plenty of wealth and you cannot bribe him with money, so you bribe him with a woman. And not any woman. The princess of Mahishmati. Or is that just an empty title?"

"Enough of your impertinence, Gauri!" Maa says, a frown on her face,"I understand that you are upset and that is why I am letting you speak so, but do remember that I am your elder and your mother."

Gauri looks down. The feeling of helplessness comes back over. (I only have sons). "And what shall I do? I shall write over my life to a man already widowed and a dozen years older than me? What for? At least do me the courtesy of telling me why am I being sold!"

"Stop speaking as if I am selling you!" Maa says, the hurt sparkling in her big eyes. Gauri knows she feels pressured too but at this moment, she cannot find it in herself to care. She needs to be selfish. This situation of being selfish has arisen due to Maa's affirmation. Gauri will not be sold to the highest bidder like cattle. If she has to hurt others for it, so be it.

Gauri can see tears welling up in Maa's eyes as she speaks,"I do not enjoy the prospect of snatching away your right to choose your husband. What we feel on matters like these seldom ever matters. We are women. We must think of the future before we think of ourselves."

Gauri sneered at her,"Ah, yes. The future where I marry a man well into his mid life and then birth him children and die while birthing his fifth child! The future where I am nothing but a trophy, a status, a broodmare! And when I die, he will find another wife to breed."

It's not as if she's a child and unaware of the way the world works. The only reason men want young wives is their ability to birth more children with relatively less hassle.

"Watch what you are speaking and who you are speaking to, Gauraangi!" Maa roars, louder than Gauri has ever heard her speak. Eyes red and the muscles in her neck taut with tension.

"And remember who you are talking to, Maa!" Gauri snaps right back, voice turning into a growl with her fury. "I am not a victim and I am not a child. I want the truth. Not this gender biased nonsensical philosophy."

Maa sneers at her. "And who are you if not a child? What do you think the world is? It is not ideal, it is not moral and it is certainly not perfect! Other people have worse lives and they don't throw tantrums!" Before Gauri can retort to that, Maa continues,"I have tried my best to give you all the life children should have. I have looked after Mahishmati like I have looked after you three. And I know I raised you to put Mahishmati above everything, even yourself!"

Gauri resisted the urge to shout and snarl like an animal. "Then talk to me!" She pleaded, instead. "Tell me what's going on. Tell me why this is suddenly happening. Why does Mahishmati suddenly need the favour of a governor?"

Suddenly, the fight seemed to leave Maa. She almost slumped against the wall at her back and closed her eyes for a long moment. Just as Gauri was getting uncomfortable in the silence, Maa spoke. "Vijay is a cunning man. He knows that the West province brings in a lot of export and thus wealth to the state. I have heard reports of him frequently meeting some officials from the Swarnimpur. If he becomes a snitch, Mahishmati could see an economic disaster."

"And he would gain money. We could come out of this hypothetical disaster but it would be a wreck, especially in the trader class," Gauri speaks, going in a trance as she gets the conclusions of the possibility. "Vijay would earn a lot of money. But he already has plenty of wealth, perhaps owing to some sort of forgery or fraud. He already has materialistic means but he doesn't have a family. He returns to a mansion, but it is full of servants who are paid to care for him. He needs a wife who would care for him and children who would take his name. He does not crave for family. He craves for successors. And he would never father an illegitimate child or even adopt a child. That is why you bribe him with me."

Maa looks pained but nods nonetheless. "I do not want to throw something like this on you, Gauri. You deserve the freedom to choose a husband. But we need to look out for our citizens first."

Gauri walks towards Maa with heavy footsteps, eyes unseeing again. The weight of an economic collapse is not unserious and Gauri knows the sheer consequences it could breed. Mahishmati is prosperous and the royal treasury would try to control it, but if the exports that should be Mahishmati's went to Swarnimpur, the loss of a source of income would hit the majority of the citizens. From the labourers, the merchants, the hand crafters, the sellers, to even the buyers. It would be hell to contain.

The fire needed to be put out while it was still in the embers.

And Gauri is the only way to stop it, it seems.

Her eyes ache and burn and Gauri wants someone to embrace her and kiss her forehead and tell her that it will be fine and she doesn't need to sell her life to a man for the sake of her Kingdom. The Kingdom, which never loved her as much as it loved her brothers, the Kingdom which will never be hers.

Yet.

Yet.

Gauri can't let the people suffer. She can't. Something crumbles in her and her shoulders slump, a physical indication of how she feels. Like a marionette, she walks towards her bed and sits down, feeling the room closing in on herself.

Gauri thinks of the days she has spent romanticizing the life she wished for herself, one day. A loving husband, who would support her rise to the ministry. A couple of children, who would call her maa and she would be there for them, unlike how her mother wasn't. Sneaking out to the markets with Bahu and Bhalla's respective wives. Lifting her nieces or nephews in her arms and spinning them around like Bhalla used to do with her. Amar teaching sword fighting to their respective children.

She had simple goals: to love and be loved, to stay with the people she loves.

And yet, to protect the land she loves, Gauri will have to leave the province altogether. Or, at least, make everyone think that she would be leaving.

Gauri would sooner kill Vijay than become a pawn in this game of chess.

She dares lift her eyes and gaze at Maa, who looks at her with sympathy and thankfulness, clearly thinking Gauri has accepted her "fate" to marry Vijay. She looks away again within a moment, to make Maa believe how upset she is.

Gauri will rewrite her fate. In blood, when need comes.

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An Oath of Feelings - Final part

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Arulmozhi made his way through the long corridor. He swore he saw Vanathi just a minute ago , her jasmine-decorated long hair fluttering in the soft breeze, her voice echoing as she laughed at a joke of one of her Sakhis. Goodness! when did he became attuned to her so much? Now he understood what his Anna was saying about love- it was sweeter than honey, addicting than any intoxicant in the world and it strengthens one's resolve, not weaken it. He thought of all this while he stood in the empty corridor, wondering how his Anna was able to survive all those years not able to see Nandini when he himself was feeling morose after not seeing the stealer of his heart for a day. Maybe he should talk with Vanthiyathevan? No, he dismissed that line of thought immediately. There was no limit to how much Kundavai teased him after the incident the other night about his brave-but-utterly reckless attempt at window jumping. And how dare Vanthiyathevan join in when he was the one who suggested the idea in the first place? No, he isn't going anywhere near those two. He will prove his love on his own. Thus deciding, he retraced his steps back to his chambers.

Once his footsteps started to fade away, Vanathi came out of her hiding place behind the pillar and gazed at the retreating figure. Maybe she was taking this a bit far? Should she talk to him? But what result would that give? He may say something sweet and she will fall for it and then he would go back to ignoring her again. What she wished, what she craved was for him to show his feelings for her, feelings that her Akka claim exists. Many a time she has seen Vanthiyathevan kissing the back of Kundavai's hand or whispering in her ear or simply gazing at her when she was preoccupied by some other task. He was indifferent to the fact that they were other people watching or making remarks about them. How many times has she imagined her Yaanai pagan gazing at her so, of him whispering sweet nothings in her ear or him standing close to her in public so that everyone will know they belong to and with each other. She wondered if all these fantasies will come true or remain the same. Her train of thoughts was broken by one of her Sakhis.

"Vanathi, why didn't you tell us you were playing hide-and-seek with Ponniyin Selvan?" her sakhi taunted her.

"Oh be quiet!" Vanathi whispered in annoyance before walking off.

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Vanathi has never really been jealous of her Kundavai Akka, in fact she greatly admired her Uyir Thozi's intelligence and courage. But at this moment, when she was sitting with her in her chamber, preparing for the evening aarti, she realised she was envious of Kundavai - not of her reasoning and understanding but of her success at a fruitful relationship. Ever since they had been acquainted with a certain Vana clan prince, she had seen a budding affection forming between the two. She didn't exactly knew when it became solidified but once she heard him call her Akka an 'Apsaras' and saw Kundavai's face turn as red as kumkum and she knew - this was not a mere flirting. She heard a genuineness in his voice, the same genuineness she heard when he earlier declared " Uyir ungalodayathu Devi". She thought of all this when she kept glancing at Kundavai, who was humming while arranging the Pooja thali. Just then a servant came in " Ilaiya Piratti, Vallavaraiyan Vanthiyathevan is seeking permission to enter" .

"Let him in " Kundavai said excitedly

"Speak of the devil and the devil is here" mused Vanathi. She was quite fond of the Vana Kula Prince and already considered him as a brother but she was still disappointed that he didn't attempt to give some good advice to Ponniyin Selvan despite their close friendship.

Vanthiyathevan came in " How are you this evening, ladies?" He asked . His sense of formality was often times confusing. In public, he resorted to formal titles such as 'Ilaiya Piratti' and 'Kodumbalur Ilavarasi ' but in private he called her as 'Devi' or even 'Maya Kannan' while he reserved the sweetest of nicknames for his lady love.

"Vanthiyar, do you have any news for us?" Kundavai asked

"Devi, things are as you know. Sendhan Amudhan will reach Thanjai in 2 days time" Vanthiyathevan replied

Vanathi was confused. What? Sendhan Amudhan is coming? But why? Suddenly she remembered Arulmozhi's oath of bestowing the crown. Surely he didn't say it seriously? Surely he only said it to spite her?

"And Samudrakumari will also be joining him. They decided to have the wedding ceremony the day after they arrive. So much preparations yet to be made" Vanathi heard Vanthiyathevan continuing his narration and Kundavai nodding along. Marriage? What marriage? She realised she said this thought aloud as both faces turned towards her.

" Yes, Maya Kanna. Perhaps you missed out on the news. Ilavarase wasn't joking when he said he wished to hand over the crown to Sendhan Amudhan. He presented the matter with the emperor and he too agreed that this was a rightful decision"

"And what about Samudrakumari?"

"Ah that. Amudhan has always loved Poonguzhali and although she was reluctant at first, as she doubted the genuineness of his feelings she later returned his feelings and has now accepted his hand in marriage. I am not bragging but I may have had a hand in uniting the couple." Vanthiyathevan said with a smirk and earned a pinch in the arm from Kundavai for 'going off topic'.

Vanathi was already in her world of overthinking. So, Ponniyin Selvan wasn't in love with Poonguzhali? Then why did he admit having that conversation with Kundavai Akka? Was there any existent feelings for her in his mind as Kundavai Akka claimed? Now she decided she have to talk to him. At least before she leaves for Kodumbalur. With these thoughts in mind, she stood up.

"Kanne, where are you going?" Kundavai asked

"Akka, I'm just going to meet someone. I'll be right back" Vanathi hoped she was being discreet enough but Kundavai managed to see through it.

"No, you can meet anyone you want after the pooja. Now go, time is ticking "

"Yes Akka" Vanthiyathevan and Kundavai watched a disheartened Vanathi leaving the chamber.

"Ennavale, as much as I like your idea I'm afraid it is lacking action" Vanthiyathevan turned to his lover with a mischievous smile.

"I know my plan doesn't involve tree-climbing or window-jumping like you'd wish but it is effective. It's exactly like you said - they want to come closer. We are just giving them the necessary push" Kundavai said calmly.

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Vanathi was hyper-focused on her aarti plate as she, along with Kundavai's other companions, made their way back from the temple. All through the Pooja, she prayed for happiness for all and a ray of clarity on her otherwise chaotic life. She was wondering when she would get the answers to all her questions (even Kundavai Akka was not with her, making some excuse after the Pooja that she didn't even pay attention to) .

"Vanathi, are you done playing hide and seek with Ponniyin Selvan?" One of Kundavai's companion started her teasing.

"Aren't you leaving for Kodumbalur anyway? Don't worry , I don't think Ponniyin Selvan would come to find you since all of us would be here to take care of him" another companion chimed in

They had reached the gardens when Vanathi decided to retaliate.

" What is all this talk? Keep your Ponniyin Selvan with you. He wasn't mine in the first place" She said, with her back to them, determined not to show them the sadness in her face.

"I beg to differ Devi"

All of them turned towards the source of the voice and found the object of their conversation standing in front of them.

"You are exceptionally good at hiding Ilavarasi" Arulmozhi said with a triumphant smile, " But now, since I have found you may I have a word with you"

He led her a safe distance away, so that her companions can only watch them and not eavesdrop on them.

" Akka told me I can find you here"

"I wanted to talk to you, Ponniyin Selvare about Poonguzhali..."

He sighed and said " I don't blame you for misunderstanding Vanathi. It is true that once I had a conversation with Akka about my then feelings for Poonguzhali but then I also asked you whether you would believe me if I said my feelings have changed over the months... Because that is what happened"

"What do you mean?"

"I was always under the impression that what you sought after was the throne and Poonguzhali always thought Amudhan's feelings will fade away someday. Then, Vanthiyathevan once asked if we have ever got to know you both as a person and to that we were answerless. So we decided to get to know you both better before making a final decision, just so we wouldn't feel guilty afterwards. Little did we knew fate had other plans"

Vanathi stared at him wondering about the direction of his narration. " In the few months that I got to know you I learned to appreciate your presence and adore your personality which made me confused because I was unfamiliar to this sensation"

"what sensation, Aiyya?"

"I understood you were insecure of the prospective marriage to me, and I wanted to erase that insecurity. I couldn't understand that feeling so I stayed in denial for weeks"

He looked at her then "I met with Poonguzhali again and she admitted she also started to develop an affection for Amudhan's sincerity. We still cared and respected each other but the feelings we began to develop for you two felt..stronger. Finally it was Vanthiyathevan who advised us to follow our heart and that's what we did"

"So you like me?" Vanathi asked. She was hoping this wouldn't be any of her usual dream. Her Yaanai Pagan was actually declaring what she wanted to hear all this time. "Better than that" Arulmozhi said, gazing lovingly at her " Nan unnai katalikkiren"

Saying this, he reached out and touched her hand. The sudden movement caused Vanathi to lose balance and the aarti plate to tumble down.

"Oh Lord, she has dropped the aarti plate. How inauspicious!" One of the onlookers commented.

"No, look closely I think the wick is still burning, so it's not inauspicious " another replied.

Vanathi felt Arulmozhi's hand circle her waist and pull her close to his chest. She gasped and put both her arms round his neck.

"Don't faint on me again Vanathi" He said almost breathlessly, "You made me so worried the last time"

"Ponniyin Selvare, what are you doing? Everyone is watching" Vanathi said, blushing but making no attempt in getting out his hold.

" Let them watch" Arulmozhi said with a grin, quickly glancing at the group of girls standing at a distance away, looking awe-struck.

"If you still wish to go to Kodumbalur, then let me come with you. Not as Ilavarase Arulmozhi Varman but as your varunkala kanavan. I respect your oath and proud of your determination" he continued and smiled wholeheartedly when Vanathi nodded. " I finally understood what Vanthiyathevan said . Sometimes love can be shown better through actions"

"What do you mean?" Vanathi cocked her head to the side and looked at him with confusion.

Arulmozhi simply gave her a smirk and tightened his arms around her, lifting her up and twirling her. Her squealing mixed with his laughter and the loud gasps from the onlookers. Well,not all onlookers. Kundavai and Vanthiyathevan watched the happy couple from the balcony.

"Who knew my Thambi was such a romantic?" Kundavai remarked with a short laugh

" Why Devi? Do you me to twirl you like that? " Vanthiyathevan asked with a wide grin and Kundavai smacked him in the arm.

"Noo" She said playfully "maybe another time?" She smiled sheepishly when Vanthiyathevan raised his eyebrows.

The End

A/N: Me dropping a long af fic once in a while. You can clearly see how much I was influenced by the Veera Raja Veera full video song...come, let's rant in the comment section

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[wasseramsel]

Introduction: Thalassa Jones

thalassa: the daughter of Aether and Hemera in Greek Mythology, the female personification and goddess of the Mediterranean Sea.

wasseramsel: a small bird that lives around rivers and lakes, able to swim and dive into the water.

Born and raised in Crestle Cove Thali never had much need for the outside world. Between the wide ocean and the fast rapids of the veilwater this place has everything she could wish for. Water in abundance. She has a strong sense of her fae heritage although she has never met her fae-father.

Thalassa was raised by her human mother and - after her mother left - spent most of her time in her uncle Noah's shop, the bait and switch. If she isn't sorting through fishing supplies or leaving all her money at poetry and papers you can find her roaming the steps of the Old Lighthouse, gaze turned to the ocean, heart tuned to its call.

Throughout her teenage years, many called her an ice queen, but now, so close to turning 30, she has found a strong sense of community and is thankful for everything that the Crestle Coven has done for her and her kind. Her ties to the witches of town are strong and she dreams to one day create a similar sense of sisterhood and family for the outcast sirens of the fae world. Until then she enjoys her quiet life in Crestle Cove, but do not mistake her stillness for weakness. Like a small creek frozen over in winter, there is power running underneath the surface, strength, and endurance. Should spring come - should someone threaten the fragile safety of her home, like a pirate captain returned - Thalassa is more than ready to break the ice and let the water run wild.

The sea may be calm and peaceful now, but raging storms loom on the horizon, ready to shatter any boat at the rocks of Crestle Cove.

"Cast my ashes into the river and hear how it speaks of my immortal soul."

@crestlecovehq / Wanted Connections

[arvadthecursed]

speaking of blorbos. I got Sith Thali off Dromund Kaas last night and I love her. It's so fun to be petty and mean with her.

Like, she isn't full dark side, she's a neutral character but leans dark side. Sith Thali refuses to punch down. For example, she respects Vette, and took off Vette's collar ASAP on the Imperial Fleet. (She will, however, probably be a massive bitch to Malavai at least some of the time.)

Her big thing is: she understands politics and she understands feigning fidelity til you're safe to strike. She knows Baras will try and replace her someday. So she's got to bide her time, do as he says, maybe earn a little extra time while she gathers resources and power.

[stxrfclls]

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 : @ruinovs​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ ( thalina tully )

gentle  is  the  knock  that  his  hand  gives  when  he  finds  himself  at  their  door  once  more  ,  vivid  memories  sliding  through  his  mind  all  over  again  at  the  last  visit  here.  only  this  time  would  be  nothing  like  the  last  as  his  free  hand  holds  that  of  his  daughter  braella's.  in  her  hand  is  her  twin  sister  meera's.  cedrick  couldn't  deny  their  request  to  visit  thali  ,  it'd  been  some  time  since  they'd  see  her  and  he  knew  how  high  they  held  her.  "  i  hope  we  are  not  interrupting  ,  they  would  not  go  to  bed  without  seeing  you  first.  "  his  tone  is  warm  ,  even  if  he  still  worries.  telling  thali  how  he  felt  had  not  gone  as  planned  ,  he  still  replayed  the  conversation  willing  himself  to  make  it  go  better  somehow.  ced  had  yet  to  build  the  confidence  to  speak  to  them  once  more  ,  even  if  many  of  his  prior  concerns  had  seemingly  erased  the  more  he  processed  through  it  all.

[akash1618]

1 jan. wednesday

hny akash!

woke up at 4 in the morning. left home at 5:30. i have always failed to book a ticket from uts because whenever i try, i am not 17m away from the railway station. booked when i was at the mahakali bus stop itself, lol. a bus had just left when i reached the bus stop. got the next at 5:55 or so.

friend was already on platform 5. like always, he's always on time. we reached dadar station next. god, i don't even understand dadar station. i really need to get a hang of it. we went out from there to board a taxi, but there was such a long line. also the buses were crowded. what else to expect huh? it's the first day of the year.

we saw a long long looong line. i asked a random dude in the line as to what the line was for. it was for mukh darshan. we went ahead and just decided to get in the charan darshan line. bro said - "what's the point of being in the line if we won't even be able to get to see god up close" with an indescribable aura. i just tagged along. we went all way round to another entrance just to get in the charan darshan line.

there was a shed above head unlike lalbaug. we got in the line at 7:15 or so. queues were split based by genders, but there were a few females in the males queue as well. my initial thoughts were that the line was pleasant. environment felt good. everything was better organised.

but it just went downhill as i approached the end of the first stage of the queue. the organisers were leaving the female queue at twice or thrice the rate of the male queue. i understand that females do not physical capacities as much as males and they do need to be favoured, but there were repercussions of the rate the female queue was moving. a lot of the ladies were waiting at the end of the line just so they could move along for darshan with their family member. but this was just the first stage. and took us around 10:30 to finish here.

in the queue, i told bro about my inability to keep up with my motivation to draw. it's majorly because of the human anatomy lessons, which i cannot practice at home. his advice was to start with simple face portraits then. and demn! why did i never think of this before? i will start with learning how to draw faces at least. maybe i can learn drawing the body later.

post this, was a checking queue. got another half hour or 45 minutes.

we finally entered the mandir later. it was such a crowded space. i didn't even get to join my hands, bow my head. the policeman stationed even tried to get rid off me before i had presented my offerings. yo? wyd? it took us 5 hours to reach where we wanted to.

after we came out of the line, i realised how much of a different person i am with bro. i was continuously speaking for the five hours with him. and ig three of them were about her, haha. but never for once did he complain. i ofc cannot share my very near details with him but i don't think he'd never not listen.

even he thinks that i am overthinking about my interactions with her, and she doesn't even know that i like her. he says that i am just assuming things from my end, because if she was even slightly interested in me, then i'd have known. solution he gave: go talk to her. ha! ik bro. thanks for the advice.

we bought some sweets and a souvenir before leaving. we were very hungry. i had not eaten anything in the morning. decided to go to aswaad. i wanted to taste piyush from there. but we knew that it'd be crowded. otw, we found another restaurant, so tossed with a coin if we should go to aswaad or not. the menu here was more indian and appealing to me than aswaad's. aswaad won the toss though.

registered for the waiting queue. took another half hour before we could enter the restaurant.

ate the special thali. bro ordered piyush for him. i asked what does it even taste like. i wanted to have piyush, but i was scared. the name sounds so much like a low-level hypnosis inducing desi drug. he said it's just like molten shrikhand. i was appalled to my core.

shrikhand is my favourite sweet dish. i would any day pick shrikhand puri over any other sweet ik, even kaju katli. and to ruin those sweet memories with piyush? no tysm.

umm, was tempted to visit kohinoor square but didn't. my legs would've given up. i can strain them, but nah. we took a walk to the station. otw, bro joked that about the street, asking me to get married this year. the street is very popular for selling items and clothes related to marriages, so.

left one train, and got into the next. luckily, not many people boarded in bandra. i hate that station. got down at andheri, and got 333 after some time.

slept after reaching home.

good day overall.

a leave in the middle of the week feels so good overall.

[trolithfoxyflint]

Welcome to the blog of trolithfoxyflint.

Hi, I’m Nat/Thali (you can also call me any variation of my username)! I draw.

This is for all my tumblr app users (Barbie voice: you’re just like me) lmao. Also, if you’re on desktop, my Instagram link is wrong … but I can’t change it because my computer has been dead for a while …

Personal tags:

#nathalia draws things - the art tag I’ve had for literal years, maybe even a decade … I want to change it, but I’m in too deep …

#she speaks - my text posts or long rambles in tags

#nat stats - used for like memes, quizzes, pick your (blank), etc.

AUs:

ABAU Blog (KHxRotG) [hiatus]

Links:

Art Blog

Instagram

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Enjoy!

[hotelswadamrut]

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[pujashoppe16]

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[indiagiftsonline]

Karwa Chauth Gift Ideas for Your Mother-in-Law: Thoughtful Ways to Express Your Love

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Since Karwa Chauth revolves around religious rituals, a beautifully designed puja thali set would be a highly appreciated gift. You can choose a silver or brass thali adorned with traditional motifs. Some sets come with all the necessary items like a diya, roli holder, and a small kalash, making it both practical and aesthetically pleasing for the festival.

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For the mother-in-law who enjoys cooking, high-quality cookware or a useful kitchen gadget can be an ideal gift. You can go for a set of non-stick pans, a pressure cooker, or a stylish dinner set for her next family gathering. Alternatively, modern appliances like a food processor or an air fryer can add convenience to her daily cooking routine.

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[proelium]

࣪𓏲ּ  ֶָ  𝑤𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑠𝒕𝒗  ⁝         jasmine tookes,  36,  cis woman,  she + her.    announcing  the  arrival  of  THALINA  of  house  BRAX,  the  RULING LADY of  HORNVALE.  whispers  among  the  court  name  them  to  be  both  COMPASSIONATE  and  VAIN  in  disposition,  and  those  closest  to  them  speak  to  their  interests  in  the arts.  if  we  bards  could  compose  a  song  for  them,  it  might  tell  stories  of  beauty  of  a rose  with  blood  on  its  thorns, conversation  steeped  in  pleasantries  yet  off  kilter  feeling  of  knowing  nothing  about  the  speaker,  what  is  wit  without  charms  and  charms  without  manipulations  ?  the  seven  whisper  to  their  most  devout  queen  as  she  sleeps,  making  her  question  where  their  loyalties  truly  lie.  are  they  right  to  whisper?  for  their  loyalties  truly  lie  with  HOUSE  BRAX.

statistics… 

# basic information.

official  name:  thalina brax.  nicknames:  thali, lina, lili.  noble  title:  ruling lady of hornvale.  date  of  birth:  november 5th.  age:  thirty six.  birthplace:  somewhere in the westerlands during travel.  home:  hornvale.  nationality:  westerosian.  gender:  cis woman.  pronouns: she and her.  orientation:  panromantic pansexual.  monikers:  purple mountains' majesty amethyst enchantress.  languages:  common tongue, little high valryian.  accent:  westerlands speech patterns.

# physical information.

faceclaim:  jasmine tookes.  ethnicity:  mixed ethnicity.  hair:  natural black.  eyes:  one sea green, one light green inherited from her father.  height:  five feet, six inches.  build:  toned.  scent:   jasmines and florals that linger.  dominant  hand:  left.  allergies:  tbd.  scars:   small one from dropping glass as a child on her left shin, one spanning the length of her right palm from her pounding on the rock that pinned her father in king's landing.  distinguishing  features:  her father's eyes.  clothing  style:  subtle in showing sensuality, but there with just low enough necklines and silky fabrics.

# personality.

label:   the cosset, the aesthete, the decoy damsel, the siren.    mbti:   the commander.   enneagram:   the helper.   element:   water.   star   sign:   scorpio.   temperament:   sanguine.   character   inspirations:   tbd.   deadly   sin:   wrath.   heavenly   virtue:   patience.   godly   parent:   persephone.

# drives.

hobbies:  tbd.  religion:  the faith of the seven.  alliance:  the targaryens, previously and lannisters yet house brax above all.  personal goals:  adapt to being a ruling lady, potentially secure a betrothal.  would they choose family or power?  stepping stones of power for family.

# familial ties.

parent : tytos brax, deceased 3 months relationship : a father's girl through and through. the meme of the bald headed father that would give their daughters everything tytos brax embodied. his death shook thalina's world and turned everything upside down parent : talia brax nee bracken relationship : her namesake, yet, talia and thalina have butt heads since her youth. all slinky, sensual mannerisms she learned under her mother's tutelage as well as a mind for manipulation sibling : tytos brax, deceased 3 months relationship : strained, at best but a loved brother nonetheless. their differences made it hard for them to understand each other but his death also left her reeling sibling : andros brax relationship : one would think he's the older in the way that he tries to protect her as a silent shadow, they've always understood each other to the point where one would think thalina was his twin sibling : tba brax relationship : tba sibling : tba brax relationship : tba house bracken, maternal cousins

  narrative...

aware of the coddling of being the second child, sickly, compared to the eldest that entered the world with a cry heard through all of hornvale, thalina enjoyed the luxuries house brax had to offer. given treats at the slightest tremble of her lips, doted on hand and foot with baths drawn full of scented roses and oils, thalina believed it to be a punishment when she was old enough to experience the court. sent across the courts of westeros first in her home of the westerlands to the crownlands, riverlands to visit cousins just south she learned quickly of the courts and its games.

adding wc things here once plotted

her time in king's landing was filled with heartbreak and grief. private embarrassment to see the crown prince marry not just another but a face altogether different from the reasoning they parted, father and a brother taken from her attempt to protect them, sudden thrust into a position she'd never endeavored to have. the months in hornvale were spent not just in grief but plotting - her own next steps, how to satisfy her aching heart.

# wanted  connections.