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eremin0109 · 1 year

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Mrityunjay: Durykarna (2)

“Karna, you win Yagyaseni/Draupadi in the wager (here; the swayamvar)! If she rejects you, then I’ll see what is to be done. Win this wager, not for yourself but for me.”

“I will do anything for you. Grandsire Bhishma won the princesses of Kashi and offered them to your grandfather Vichitravirya--in the same way I shall offer Yagyaseni to you!”

Karna paused for a bit before continuing, “I will offer the lotus of Yagyaseni (here; she is referred to as the lotus flower) at your feet, but on one condition--”

“What condition? Pray tell! I’ll accept it regardless.”

“I will participate in this wager at the very end. Moreover, after winning you ought to fulfill a wish of mine.”

“What is it that you wish for, tell me!”

“The town that I was born and brought up in...Champanagari is fortunately in the kingdom of Anga. So, I wish for you to declare my hometown as a royal city! The renovations for the city shall be announced in Kampilya itself.”

“Karna, you really are something else (literal trans. ‘You are blessed’)! Even if you had asked for the entire Kuru empire in exchange of Yagyaseni, I would’ve given it to you. But you simply asked for the rehabilitation of the place you were born in. I swear Karna, you are the divine symbol of true, selfless love!”

I drew him in a close embrace, hugging him tightly. He was overwhelmed. He took my hand in his and patted it gently, affection evident in his action.

For the love of--! I just couldn’t figure out who Karna actually was.

I glanced around the entire pavilion. All the known-unknown kings of Aryavarta were present there. The fragrance of Draupadi has maddened everyone then! Magadh’s emperor Jarasandha, Shalya--the ruler of Madra, the king of Sindhu Jayadratha, Chedi raj Shishupal. It was an assembly of many mighty heroes!

But I don’t know why none of these warriors felt as brilliant and attractive to me as Karna! To tell him as much I leaned to my right side to whisper in his ear (the literal trans. is ‘I brought my mouth near his earlobe’ DEAR LORD), but he was distracted. He was just staring at Shri Krishna without so much as blinking once! I tried to grab his attention with our usual tactic, by lightly hitting his elbow! He was startled as he turned to look at me. My lips parted to tell him about his beauty but was interrupted as the Panchal crown prince Dhrishtadyumna walked in with his sister...Yagyaseni.

@rorapostsbl

#Duryodhan...baby #this bitch has no chill send help #like jesus you're in Draupadi's fucking swayamvar STOP FLIRTING #i'm sure you've already told Karna how pretty he is a gazillion times over #tis is not the time OR the place plej #plus not Dury being subtly jealous that Karna's is distracted by Krishna of all people Lmao #fellas is it gay to think that your bestfriend/bodyguard/second-in-command is the most beautiful man in the entirety of fucking Aryavarta???#likewise is it gay to be 'overwhelmed' when your bestfriend/benefactor/the person you'd do ANYTHING for hugs you tightly?#you be the judge Lmao #anyway #no heterosexual explanation for literally anything that comes out of Dury's mouth about Karna #mrityunjay #marathi novel #karna #duryodhana #karna x duryodhan #durykarna #mahabharat #mahabharata

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thychesters · 3 months

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hey i forgot about #wipwednesday yesterday so here's a quick peek 🤫

#last week as they're sparring: omg they're flirting #this week as luffy breaks zoro's jaw: omg a they're still flirting #oof i gotta write some more ... but also watch more for context #you're getting rough cuts i've already found 3 things i want to change #kate blabs

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layzeal · 1 year

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once again thinking about MDZS' flashback placement, and how we get to see wei wuxian's sadness and regret over how he treated lwj during sunshot before we actually see their first bad fight in the yiling courier station

like, sure we are told even by wwx himself that hgj and the yllz had a feud, but the only "feud" we've seen early on is their silly teenage rivalry, and before we get to the point where their relationship is strained, we already receive bits of pieces of information that point out to lwj being worried about him, lwj trying to reach out and being denied, and finally wei wuxian's lament over what he was already beginning to understand as a misunderstanding

and we haven't even seen that fight yet

(these are just some examples i could think from the top of my head, but there are def more. what i basically mean to say is that i think it matters that we see these right before the xuanwu cave, lotus pier destruction and wwx's return flashbacks)

#interestengly we also learn that wwx thinks the yllz is an arrogant prick before we properly meet the yllz in that courier station haha #this is why i dont buy mdzs as enemies to lovers tbh. by the time we meet sunshot wangxian #present time wangxian are already flirting and wwx is even catching on to his own feelings #i think maybe because the donghua changed the flashback order to make for a more compelling season 1 #(which it did amen)#and the season finaly SLAPS and it HURTS bc it ends in that big wangxian fight #but in the novel we don't see that fight until after the events of carp tower #you're never led to believe that wangxian ever disliked each other except in the very beginning #and even then that gets debunked really fast #man. the thing is that i totally understand why adaptations changed the flashback order #the donghua was releases seasonaly. which means they need strong hooks at the end of each season #which is why they pushed the teenage flashback and wwx's return to season 1 #cql aired weekly both online and on television for the general public #so they had to go with a straightforward once and for all flashback #cause otherwise things would get way too confusing in case you missed an ep #like. changes had to be made for the sake of the media #but mdzs rly was meant to be experienced through wwx's messed up and broken little memory pieces 🥺💕#modao #lace speaks

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moononastring · 2 years

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Do you have any head cannons of Iris healing eris? Because I can totally see, in the fun moments, eris getting a paper cut and being SUPER dramatic about it. Like Disney princess throwing himself on the nearest available surface and sobbing type of dramatic, but iris of course is happy to help. And then he asks her to kiss it better and she does 😏😏

This made me laugh because my god, would Eris love to be a dramatic little bitch about getting injured just so Iris could heal him.

He would also absolutely want Iris to play nurse to him in more than one capacity 😏😌

Enjoy!

“Steady, steady.” Nevien said slowly and Iris focused on the Head Healer’s words as she let her magic flow through. “You want it to feel soft, like the wind is caressing the skin when you’re healing a flesh wound like this.”

Nodding, Iris continued slowly mending the soldier's wounds. He had gotten injured on the border — some beast had attacked and sliced his arm. She watched, and it never ceased to amaze her how magic mended, ensuring the wound had been thoroughly healed. Sitting back she glanced at Nevien, who inspected her work then smiled warmly.

“Excellent work, your highness. Feel free to wash up.”

Iris returned the smile and nodded to the soldier who bowed his head in return. She knew he was one of Eris’s men based on where he was stationed and hoped whatever beast roamed had been thoroughly dealt with. “Rest easy.”

She quickly walked over and carefully scrubbed and washed her hands, counting in her head to ensure her hands were squeaky clean when it fell silent around her.

“High Lord.” Nevien’s voice greeted and Iris turned to find her husband standing in the doorway of the infirmary with a thin smile.

“Nevien.” he nodded and gestured with his chin to the soldier Iris had just treated. “You’re all patched up, Percy?”

Percy stood and nodded, bowing to Eris, then to Iris and then leaving. Nevien nodded her head to him and moved on to her next patient as Eris stalked over to his wife.

“What are you doing here?” she asked him, her eyes roaming over his clothing, noting the weapons on him. “Is everything alright?”

“Oh, you didn’t hear? I was gravely injured and needed to see my wife so you can heal me immediately.” he said quietly and Iris felt her heart stop.

“Injured where?” she said as calmly as possible, her hands sliding all over him, sensing and seeking where he needed fixing. She would not panic. If he was still standing, he had to be fine.

Eris’s lips twitched and he grasped her hands in his, leaning closely to whisper, “On my lips. I’m in pain and I need you to make it feel better with your lips.”

Iris’s expression flattened and she shot him a glare. “You bastard.” she snapped. “I thought something was actually wrong with you!”

“There is. I wanted to kiss my wife and she was far away. That seems very wrong to me.”

Iris closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm her raging heart. She didn’t think it would look too well if she throttled the High Lord in front of people.

“You are a piece of work.” she muttered and yanked her hands away from him. “Get out of here so people who actually need help can find it.”

“Wife.” he said indignantly and crowded her space once more, backing her against the sink. “Don’t ignore my pain. I need you to fix it.”

“We are in the middle of the infirmary, you pig. Have some respect.” she hissed, and tried to push him back. “People can see us.”

“I assure you no one is paying any attention to us.” he said, the corner of his mouth curling up. “I have my shields in place.”

Iris rolled her eyes and hesitated for a moment before leaning up and quickly pecking his lips. “There. Now go away.”

But Eris only smirked and shook his head. “You do love to play games, wife.” he said and Iris knew his shields were gone when he stepped back and Nevien’s eyes flickered over to them for a moment. Right before Eris unsheathed a dagger and opened his palm. Before Iris could stop him, he had sliced open his hand and sheathed the dagger once more, giving her a look of complete innocence.

“I’m injured, wife. Won’t you treat me?”

Iris made a noise of disbelief, her hands frozen in midair when she had tried to reach out to him. “Have you lost your mind?” she whisper-shrieked.

But Eris only grinned and stalked over to the nearest empty bed and flopped rather dramatically on it. “I think I’m going to bleed to death. Whatever am I going to do?”

Iris shot Nevien an embarrassed smile that the healer pretended not to see and grabbed a small cleaning kit before she stalked over to her idiotic husband’s bed and nearly ripped the curtain closing it around them.

“I have one question for you.” Iris started and Eris grinned at her.

“Yes, I would delight bedding you right here, right now, little gazelle.”

“Are you insane?”

“Probably. In some capacity, I’d say.”

Iris glared at him and dropped next to him on the mattress, shoving him back. “You’re an idiot, is what you are.”

“Your bedside manner needs work, wife.” he said as she yanked his hand towards. “Then again, you being mean to me worked out well for us.”

“I am going to truly injure you if you don’t shut your mouth.

“Oh, yes. Keep being mean to me. It gets me worked up every time.”

“If you want attention next time, just say so.” she muttered and even though her tone was violent, her hands were gentle as she cleaned his hand and healed it. “You giant child.”

Eris’s lips twitched. “I did. You ignored me.”

Iris shot him a murderous look that had him clamping his lips together, fighting back a laugh. He stayed silent until she had gently wrapped a bandage around it.

“There. Your unnecessary injury is all patched up.” she said and sat back. “Even though you are fully capable of healing it yourself.”

“Why would I do that when I could have the prettiest healer’s hand on me?” he said with a smirk that had Iris rolling her eyes.

“You’re an idiot.” she muttered again and watched him for a moment more, as he watched her. And just as Eris aimed to open his mouth and say more, Iris had leaned closer and yanked him by the front of his shirt. She kissed him furiously and Eris immediately cupped the back of her head with his uninjuried hand and kissed her as intensely as she kissed him.

Only when they finally needed air and Eris began to do things with this mouth that would make Iris’s clothes disappear too quickly, did Iris pull back with a deep breath. She swallowed and adjusted his shirt then smoothed down her own dress before glancing at him.

“Hurt yourself on purpose again like that again and I’ll skin you alive.” she deadpanned and for good measure, kissed him quickly once more then stood, and yanked the curtain open to walk away from him. “Idiot.”

Eris only sat back and grinned wildly as he watched his wife walk away from him, at the way her face was flushed and how she was deliberately ignoring him. He would wait at least a few days then try this again. She had resisted bedding him here today but..Eris was anything but a quitter. She would cave and he would get a thrill trying until she did.

#eris vanserra #eris vanserra x oc #eris x iris #eiris #eiris headcanons #smtb asks #you are giving me life with these asks #I'm slowly trying to go through them #but yeah...yeah I love these morons #He's already High Lord here #Beron is long gone and Eris flirts with his wife publically lol #I hope you're enjoying these answers and quick little snippets XD #asks #I'm having a hard time writing the story but this is helping #eiris snippets

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lunaetis · 1 year

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[ all my muses love stars. all of them. no exception. you want to romance my muses ? do it under the stars. you have 50% higher chance to succeed than any normal circumstances, hands down. this had been a PSA from yours truly. ]

#.ooc #.headcanon #[ starry night / galaxy / space / milky way #you name it #you flirt / court them under the stars and you're half way there already #tips to win my muses' hearts by the pupper :3 ]#.mobile

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softquietsteadylove · 1 year

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Let’s do some Christmas stuff! You choose wich AU! A snowball fight :D

"It's snowing!"

Jack's declaration of excitement had woken the entire house as soon as he was up. He was bouncing with excitement over the powdery snowfall all through coffee/cocoa, and breakfast, and presents.

Until Phastos was finally - finally - ready to let everyone outside.

The Genius Eternal yawned as he dragged himself to watch his son from the covered porch. He smiled as he felt his husband come up beside him, laying his head on his shoulder.

"Which number Christmas is this?" Ben asked softly.

"Jack's 11th Christmas, technically," Phastos answered easily as he rubbed Ben's shoulder, "that's all that matters."

"Baba, come on!" Jack waved to his fathers, but they both held out their mugs of coffee as their excuse not to roll around in the snow, at least just yet. Jack rolled his eyes at them. "Uncle Gil?--Aunt Thena?"

Thena, who had been avoiding the snow very purposefully, shot out the back door. Snow was not her favourite weather, and she actually didn't adapt to cold very well for an ageless being of Cosmic Energy. It made her sluggish.

But the Warrior Eternal flew into the backyard at Jack's beckoning, landing in deep - up to her knees - and sliding next to him. She smiled at Jack's excitement, who never tired of the displays of their inhuman strength and speed. "What are we doing?"

He held up a fist sized collection of snow, "build a snowman with me?"

Gil emerged only a few minutes later, with his own coat thrown on and Thena's draped over his arm. He cleared his throat loudly (aggressively). "Ahem!"

Jack blinked over at Uncle Gil, only now realising that Thena didn't have her gloves or scarf on, having leapt out to join in him in only the long sweater dress she had been wearing since that morning. "Aunt Thena, you'll get cold!"

"Eternals can't get cold," she stated rather factually as Jack started pulling off his mittens to try and offer them to her.

"That's not true," Gil corrected freely as he walked into the backyard with them. "Especially about Aunt Thena."

Thena sighed, sounding an awful lot like Jack. But Gil held her coat open for her with an expectant eyebrow raised. She let go of the snowball now rolled as high as Jack's shoulders, and slipped into it. She turned, letting him button it up for her. "Being around Phastos for so long has made you nervous."

"You," he corrected with a kiss to her nose, "running around in the snow makes me nervous."

Thena let him pull off his scarf and loop it around her hair, although she smiled as he used it as an excuse to pull her into a kiss. She sighed, eyes glittering as she watched a few snow flakes get caught in his dark hair. "Lucky I have you to warm me up, then."

"Uncle Gil, can you help us get the head on?"

"Sure can, buddy," Gil chuckled, releasing his hold on Thena to help Jack with the second, smaller snowball.

Jack watched his uncle pick up the snow barehanded. But he had also watched Uncle Gil pull stuff out of the oven without ovenmitts, so maybe he was the one exception to that rule, even among Eternals.

"Just two?" Phastos called out to them from the porch, "it's gotta be three pieces, Gil! C'mon, I'd expect you to know that!"

"We live in Australia!"

Ben hid himself behind his husband as he saw Thena's hand go up. Right in his assumption, he heard the snowball make contact with Phastos. "Oof, that sounded intense, Habibi. Are you okay?"

Thena merely looked at her brother, holding another densely packed snowball in her hand. "Shall you be a Fighter today, brother?"

"Oh, you are so in for it," the Genius Eternal chuckled. He pulled some snow to his hand with his powers, using them to shape it into the most perfect of spheres before launching it.

Gil caught it in his fist before it could reach her, the snow exploding back into powder as soon as it was in proximity to his Cosmic Energy, "nice try!"

"Jack, help your Dad!" Phastos cried out as he dove behind the barbecue for cover.

"Every man for himself!" Jack screamed out in a laugh as Aunt Thena menacingly approached him with a loose handful of snow.

"There's no escape, Jack!" Gil laughed as he caught their nephew, who was prepared for the capture and tossed a snowball at him. "Sneak attack!"

Jack scrambled up the back porch to his father's side. "Alliance?"

"Alliance," Phastos nodded seriously at his son, peeking out to look at the backyard. "They're gonna be hard to fight."

"We can do it," Jack said as his other father crouched down in their huddle as well. "Uncle Gil will get distracted by Aunt Thena soon and then we can get 'im."

"I believe our time is now," Ben chuckled, pointing around the barbecue's covering.

"Gil!" Thena laughed as he wrapped his arms around her waist, spinning them around with snow at their feet. It almost looked like they were still in the snowball fight, but it quickly devolved into him dipping her down in his arms to kiss her amidst their little dance.

"Now, Jack, now!" Phastos whispered, handing Jack a perfectly crafted snowball.

"I don't wanna hit Aunt Thena!"

"Let your father throw it," Ben chuckled, ruffling his son's hat.

Phastos had no trouble taking aim at his sister. But of course, there was no getting a sneak attack in on the Warrior Eternal. Phastos sighed as she let her shield materialise to block their kiss.

Gil pulled them upright again, staring at Thena as the snow fell gently into her already sparkling hair. He stared into her eyes, catching his reflection in them. "I almost forgot how beautiful you are in the snow."

Thena blushed softly, leaning into his touch as he held her cheeks in his hands, "almost?"

"I could never," he whispered before pulling her into another kiss.

Thena sighed against his lips, reaching inside his coat to wrap her arms around him.

Gil's lips gave her an extra little bump as the snowball collided with the back of his head. He brushed it off, of course, turning around to glare at his brother (who was being abandoned by his husband and child, knowing what was to come).

Thena, already crafting the densest snowball yet, relented as Gil held his hand out. "Don't crush it."

"I won't," he laughed, holding it just so and letting his Cosmic Energy build up behind his hand instead of in his palm. Ben held Jack a good distance away, both of them laughing in preparation for what was to come.

"Now, Gil," Phastos held his hands out, moving away from his precious barbecue so it wouldn't get caught in the crossfire. "Let's just...talk this through."

But Gilgamesh was already laughing. "No one interrupts me when I'm kissing my wife!"

The snowball flew, faster than any pitch any human professional could make. The ball of snow hit Phastos like a brick, tossing his sturdy body into the side of the house and then down to the powdery snow below.

Ben laughed. "Darling, are you okay?"

"Fine," Phastos grumbled in return. It had been a long time since he'd trained or sparred with any of his relatives. How could he forget the punch Gil packed in whatever he did? And this was Gil, joking around and having a good time. If Thena decided she wanted to get serious... "I yield!"

Thena had been preparing an attack of her own when she heard his admission of defeat. She sighed, knowing it would only be dishonourable to attack him now. She dropped her tightly packed snowball - half of it pure ice - to the ground, "fine."

"Dad!" Jack ran over to his father to help him up. "That was so cool!"

Gil wrapped his arm around Thena's waist again, all of them slowly heading back inside after their little battle. "You get it out of your system?"

"Hm," Thena mused. Gil wasn't asking if she had burned off her energy; he was asking if she was going to try and get revenge on Phastos later for the snowball he'd thrown. "Maybe."

Gil kissed her cheek, "Ben and I will be cooking dinner in the kitchen. Just don't do anything to damage the house."

"Of course," she murmured, letting her husband nuzzle his cold nose into the hollow of her cheek. He took her coat right off of her, as well as the scarf that had, at one time, been Phastos'. She pulled Jack's hat off his head for him.

"Aunt Thena, come on, you can show me how to use my new sword game!" Jack beamed at her, pulling her to the tv where Ben was hooking up the motion sensors necessary for it.

Phastos smiled as his son excitedly booted up his new game. Thena looked ever serious as the Warrior Eternal, but Jack could have no one better to show him how to stand and how to move without hurting himself. As much as it was in her nature, it was a nice change to see her smiling as she instructed.

"Cute, isn't it?" Gil chuckled beside his brother before setting his stockpot full of ingredients. "Be careful, though."

"Huh?"

"Thena hasn't forgotten you nailing me in the back of the head with that snowball," Gil advised as he started sharpening the knives and Ben pulled the turkey out of its salt brine. "She's still gonna get you for that."

"Oh, come on, you already got me," Phastos sighed, although he knew it was true. His sister was the Warrior Eternal, and she did not forgive any transgression against the Strongest Eternal.

"Yeah," Gil snorted, "but she didn't."

"I'm sure Thena's more mature than that," Phastos said loudly, as if that alone would keep him safe.

Thena listened from where she was watching Jack play his new game. She grinned as she heard Phastos scream at the top of his lungs. He could assume about her maturity all he wanted, but she had put snow in his slippers, in the sleeves of his house robe, even inside his news paper, all in the name of her husband.

#I'm bumping this up in the queue #because it's mistlefoe season #happy holidays everyone #I hope you're taking care of yourselves #Jack and Thenamesh again #because we're here for good vibes today everyone #but is Gil still going to flirt with his wife?#of course!#Thenamesh #always has time to flirt #whether they've been married for hundreds of years at this point or not #And if anyone #has the audacity to throw snow at Gilgamesh #they are going to get to know why Thena is called the Goddess of War #especially if he's their brother #I mean she's already taken his scarf from him #Jack gets to see his dad actually acting like siblings with them #and Phastos gets to see them acting like a family with his son #everybody wins

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