your condom breaks
you feel a lump on your breast
your friends are ignoring you
you’re stranded on an island
you got rejected by a crush
you get into a car accident
you got stung by a bee/wasp
you got fired from your job
you’re in an earthquake
your tattoo gets infected
your house is on fire
you’re lost in the woods
you get arrested abroad
you get robbed
your partner cheated on you
you’re on a ship that’s sinking
you fall into ice
you’re stuck in an elevator
you hit a deer with your car
you have food poisoning
your pet passed away
you fall off of a horse
you or your friend has alcohol poisoning
you have toxic shock syndrome
your house has a gas leak
Mahabharat characters and ficlets therein: [1/?]
Draupadi and Krishna
Insp: edits by @walburgablack and numerous edits by @chaanv
It tires her. Being this constant “Instrument of Destiny”. Sometimes, she wishes to escape the grand plans that Divinity expects her to execute, by way of being a pawn.
Getting married to five men, being pledged like a commodity, and being the object of desire for lecherous eyes, Panchaali really has had it all, in all these years.
What next, Krishna?, she asks him.
All she gets is a meaningful silence, and a smile that only she can decipher.
It is all for the greater good, he answers.
His flute takes an identity of its own.
The tune is strange, she wonders.
And sure enough, it is. It seems to juxtapose The Maker and The Destroyer in one. As if were the music to which Shankara would perform his Tandava.
And then, she remembers.
Rudra had materialised in the Sabha the day she was presented there. The rage, her outburst, the disappointment, and of course…
Their silence.
There isn’t much to salvage here, Krishne. The flute seems to answer.
She swears she can feel the crescendo almost foretell the future, the stench of carrion flesh hits her nostrils, almost as tangible as her ears pick the tune of the one who was her likeness in nomenclature.
I shall make my efforts, Panchaali. He seems to read her mind.
Strangely, she doesn’t hope for the prophecy to fail. A fact, He seems to know for a fact.
What else, Krishna?, she breathes.
The familiarity of the smile, and the endnotes of the dirge seem all too corporeal.
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little (100% canon) things i love about the end of pride & prejudice that don’t usually make adaptations:
Lizzy offers to burn The Letter because Darcy’s embarrassed about how bitter he probably sounded when he wrote it
Darcy tells Lizzy that he told Bingley he was wrong about how Jane felt. Lizzy (parphr): “Did you decide that for yourself or were you just going off what I told you at Hunsford?” Darcy, the stubbornest nerd: “No, I figured it out for myself” Lizzy, sarcastically: “okay, Darcy”
When Lizzy tells Jane she’s in love with Darcy, Jane asks her if she’s joking six times
Next day: Darcy and Bingley show up at the house. Mrs Bennet’s upset that Bingley always brings Darcy. To get rid of him, she tells Kitty and Lizzy to take him on a walk. Bingley: “Kitty looks sick. Maybe Lizzy and Darcy should go…….. by themselves” Mrs Bennet: “I’m sorry Lizzy you must find a way to survive this” Lizzy, sarcastically: “Oh nooooooo”
Direct quote, Mr. Bennet on Darcy saving Lydia: “It will save me a world of trouble and economy. Had it been your uncle’s doing, I must and would have paid him; but these violent young lovers carry every thing their own way. I shall offer to pay [Darcy] to-morrow; he will rant and storm about his love for you, and there will be an end of the matter.”
Lizzy writes a friendly, clever letter to her aunt and uncle that’s included in the text, the next line is “Darcy’s letter to Lady Catherine was in a different style”. The text of Darcy’s letter is omitted
Jane and Bingley move in next door to Lizzy and Darcy
Wholesome #BoysWillBeBoys stories!
I love genuinely innocent “boys will be boys.” Just saw a guy come out of a frat house to poke a pair of jeans they’d left outside - they were frozen solid, and as soon as he confirmed that, like twenty more boys came rushing out of the house going “YOOOOOOOOOO”
Your Mahabharata is a story of revenge, after all. The Pandava’s revenge.
Why are you determined to make me reread Pride and Prejudice for the umpteen-zillionth time?
Did someone say reread Pride and Prejudice for the umpteen-zillionth time?!
Good Omens (2019)
That’s it. That’s the show.
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