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vaidehi-raghunatha · 1 month

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SIYA VAR RAAM CHANDRA KI JAI!! 🙏🙏✨✨❤️❤️

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lilavatilikeslemons · 15 days

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"Narayana, Narayana!"

Chapter 1.

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Disclaimer: this is no way shape or form, accurate to the itihasa- and is not meant to hurt anyone's sentiments, views or beliefs.

Thank you.

Unedited- you've been warned.

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Ram looked at the sunset in the horizon from Sarayu. Oh, he loved the sunset- but dawn was his favourite.

One foot.

It reminded him of new beginnings. Of how everyday could start anew.

It reminded him of the time he'd wake up, in the forest- and see the Sun- a reminder of how the days were passing till he would return to his home.

Two feet.

The dawn was Sita's favourite, too. Maybe that was another reason why he favoured it- but then again, he could never compare the Sun to her. Everytime he saw her, it was dawn for him. It was a new beginning- a fresh page.

Oh, what he would do to see the Dawn with her.

...How long had it been?

He lost count.

Five feet.

He had dreamt of watching the Dawn with his sons, together- when they were in his wife's womb- but it seemed that fate had other plans.

Ten feet.

Perhaps, in another life.

Black.

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It was the end of not just a great king, that sunset- it was the end of an era.

But ofcourse, a sunset is followed by a dawn. A new beginning.

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A figure chuckled in the skies, looking down upon the bustling city.

Millennia had passed.

"Narayana, Narayana!"

It was time.

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जय सीतारामलक्ष्मण की!

HEY GUYS!!! I got a hit of inspiration out of nowhere SO HERE I AM

Hope y'all liked chapter one of my new Ramayana theatre AU fic!!!! (Yes you heard me right, theatre AU- this is gonna be an interesting one)

You might be asking, 'Lemons, you said theatre au, but where is theatre?'

ShHHH- we'll get to that part soon hehehehehehehehe

Constructive critisism is always welcome, and please share your thoughts :D

Chapter two will be out soon, so keep an eye out!!

Stay safe, hydrated and healthy, and have a good one, folks!

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fangirlshrewt97 · 2 years

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Sita: Lord Ram, give me the patience.

Ram: I think you mean 'give me strength'.

Sita: If Lord Ram gave me strength, you'd be dead.

#rrr #incorrect rrr quotes #incorrect quotes #sita rrr #alluri sitarama raju #sita x ram

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ssj2hindudude · 6 months

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Surpanakha: So, what's your type?

Rama: I have a wife.

Surpanakha: So what's your type, then?

Rama: My wife.

Surpanakha: And what does she look like?

Rama: She looks like my wife.

Surpanakha: So what would you rate me out of 10?

Rama: Umm, I can't do that.

Surpanakha: Can't rate me at all?

Rama: I can't rate you at all.

Surpanakha: What would you rate your wife out of 10?

Rama: She broke my scale.

Rama: Because she's so beautiful.

#ram x sita #incorrect ramayan quote #valmiki ramayan #ramayana #happy diwali #diwali #deepawali #deepavali

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tawaifeddiediaz · 1 year

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RAM & SITA || Sita Ramam (2022)

(for @madamewriterofwrongs)

[Image ID: three gifs of Ram and Sita from Sita Ramam, after they've been caught in the rain and take shelter with a family nearby.:

GIF 1: Ram, after the elderly woman tells him that he should address his wife casually, calling after Sita, "Oye! Sita!" while throwing his towel over his shoulder.

GIF 2: Sita turning sharply, glowering at him for a second before she jerks her chin upwards in a questioning way.

GIF 3: Ram cheekily shrugging his shoulders, smiling as Sita walks away.

/end ID]

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southasiansource · 2 years

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Don't you dare forget me. Yours, Sitamahalakshmi.

SITA RAMAM సీతా రామం (2022) dir. Hanu Raghavapudi

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mesimpleone · 1 year

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Although many new performers enter the scene each year, your attractiveness has stayed unchanged during the past generation. Sometimes we forget that what we see on film is not real because of how convincing your acting seems—sending best wishes for a happy birthday celebration. Someone as brilliant 😇and capable as you deserve success on every level. Embrace this love and use it to discover all the secrets it has. Whether young or old, may God always bless you with a wealth of skill. Happy birthday charan🥰🥰 sir and i know i m late 🥲🥲

@astrafangs @bheemaxrama @ladydarkey @boochhaan @ronnoxandlumoss @ronaldofandom @rosayounan @rapunzels-stuff @ssabriel @ssrajamouli @carminavulcana @minusculetony @veteran-fanperson @stanleykubricks @jrntrtitties @rambheemlove @ramcharantitties @justmeand-myinsight @jadebomani @your-villainous-neighbour @yehsahihai @vishielmao @jjwolfesworld @panko-tattoo @anubhutis-stuff @gifseafins @kakashi @kashpaymentsonly @kajaaaaaaal @nerdylocksandthethreebears @eremin0109 @eenadu-varthalu @iam-siriuslysher-lokid @teddybat24 @tarakisms-blog @burningsheepcrown @doodledrawsthings @mishackles89 @milla984 @lovingperfectionwonderland @gayathreya @hufhkbgg @sally-for-sally @kaanangulzaar @kaagazkefool @umbrulla @seoz-seoz @hachinana87 @stars-in-the-distance @filesbeorganized

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amalthea9 · 8 months

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25. How do they comfort each other when one of them is scared?

For Ram X Sita

Aawww I love this 😭💖

Sita sings Ram the lullaby his mother and her mother used to sing when the children were afraid. Even with the grief of his loss, Ram still finds immense comfort in the lullaby. Sita will hold him gently from behind and sing softly.

When Sita is scared, Ram reminds her of how brave she is and has always been.

"You are my courage, my Sita." He whispers as he holds her tightly . And Sita feels safe and remembers how long she was brave for her Ram.

#ram x sita #rrr ram #rrr sita #wow no tag popped up for this paring i am upset #i love them your honor

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ramcharantitties · 2 years

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Sita's Box

RRR

(Alluri Ramaraju x reader)

NSFW

SFW

Sangam Tera

7 minutes

tera rasta chhodun na

piya ji ke desh mein

dhokadadhi

aaj ibaadat

sajda

tera aadi ho gaya

barfaani raatein

diwali

Nadi kinaare

Series

raghuvan, teri raah nihaare (completed) with @dumdaradumdaradum

when Ram returned home after years of study, he didn't expect such chaos to fall. What will happen when an educated man betrothed to another falls in love with the owner of a brothel? - Ram x oc, akhtar x oc, bhansali!au (almost)

radha

Ram and his wife adopts a daughter under unfavorable circumstances, how will their life turn out now? - Ram x reader, oneshots

bandook meri layla with @rambheemlove

RRR au, where Ramaraju is assigned a case where he finds out who caused the RC organization art expo bomb blast and exactly why was one of the top trader of arms in India was present there. - Ram x mafia!oc, Akhtar x Jenny

Tumhe jo maine dekha (Completed) (nsfw)

Ram sir, were your theatre professor in uni. Far away from your city, you found the best college to take admission somewhere foreign to you, but he was one hell of a support. And something more. - Prof!Ram x Stu!reader

Accha Lagta Hai

a short series of Ram and Y/n's domestic life - RRR au, Ram x reader

Other Woman (completed)

Ram was the best husband. The most caring and wholesome, and no one could love you more than him. There is no way he will leave you, right?- RRR au, Ram x reader, cheating fic

Rasiya (completed) (nsfw)

It wasn't like you weren't getting any action, but you always felt that Ram held back so he does not hurt you. Maybe this potion Jenny got you will help in some way?- RRR!Ram x fem! Wife! Reader, Aphrodisiac fic

Randomayan

how i picture y/n in my fics (rrr)

dekha tha

hanahaki

chot (kala bhairav from magadheera x reader)

KGF

Fanart

Drunk convos

Gun

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anyavaramyr · 2 years

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The feminine urge to write rrr and/or kgf fanfiction at 3 am in the morning

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vaidehi-raghunatha · 1 month

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Jai Shree Ram

#ram mandir #lord rama #ram leela #shri ram #valmiki ramayan #ramayana #desi love #love #prem #sita x ram #ram x sita #sita #ravandahan #ravana #wallpaper

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kokoreram · 1 year

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❤

#ramsita #ram x sita #rambheem #rrr film #rrr fandom

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fangirlshrewt97 · 2 years

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Ram: But Sita, you know I am straight

Sita: So is spaghetti until it gets wet

#rrr #incorrect quotes #incorrect rrr quotes #incorrect rambheem quotes #rambheem #ram x bheem #alluri sitarama raju #komuram bheem #sita rrr #sita x ram

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ssj2hindudude · 8 months

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*Ram sees Hanuman's curly thick hair*

Ram: I think I should get a perm

Sita: Not in this lifetime you're not

*one reincarnation later*

Radha: Ok, fine I admit it's cute

#hindugods #hindu mythology #hindu gods #hinduism #hinduism incorrect quotes #krishna x radha #ram x sita #krishna #rama #janamashtami

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petalssunwards · 2 years

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Written for @flufftober Day 6: Candles, Light and Fairylights.

I know it is meant to be the fluffiest setting, but it reminded me of Diwali and I had a big brain idea of writing about the first Diwali. The welcoming of Ram-Sita in Ayodha. And then it became more of a angst-fest! Sorry?

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Inhaling the scent of his beloved homeland was like being wrapped in the lovely embrace of his mothers. Ram could hear the drums from the river’s other side, and the music helped him walk a little faster. His brother, Bharat, was waiting with a boat for them, causing whispers to break out in the vanaras following him. He could understand their awe. He had had to assassinate their king because of the dispute between brothers. However, his younger brother had waited for him instead of ascending the throne.

Bharat ran towards them once he spotted them and bent to touch Ram’s feet. He felt Sita stiffening behind him when Bharat touched her feet, but he ignored it for now. Laxman embraced Bharat, clapping him on the back. Ram felt a weight on his shoulders lessen; he was home amongst the family after fourteen long years.

It was the longest boat ride, Ram thought, even though it was filled with the light chatter amongst his vanara warriors and Bharat’s soldiers. Bharat was talking about how well Laxman’s twin, Shatrughna, had handled the day-to-day duties in Ayodhya, but Ram’s attention was fixed on his quiet wife.

Sita was intently looking at her reflection in the water, her eyes full of unshed, angry tears. The dark circles under her fair skin were pronounced, drawing attention to her swollen eyes. Her hands balled into fists when she felt her gaze and folded into herself more. Her bangles made a clinking sound, reminding him of the discord between them. He missed the time when her cheeks sported a lovely blush and he could tease her about it. He missed her warm smiles and her lilting voice whenever they talked.

They hadn’t really talked since he won the war against Ravana, not really. Mostly he had thrown baseless accusations at her and asked her to prove her fidelity because, otherwise, everyone would accuse him of being susceptible to a pretty face. He knew, logically, as the future king he had to put the opinions of his subjects before his own and Sita would understand it. However, he knew he wouldn’t be forgiven, not after informing her he had crossed the seas and waged a war because her kidnapping was a slight on his reputation. It might have been appropriate behavior in front of the army, but was it worth the dimming happiness in her eyes?

She had fallen apart when he had declared that with Ravana slain; she was free to go since he wouldn’t recognize their bond anymore. He knew the king was to put a rock on his own heart, but that had been equivalent to shattering the glass into a thousand pieces with a boulder.

Once she proved him wrong, he had apologized profusely. He had proclaimed he always knew she was innocent and the only reason he had to question it was public opinion. He had announced to the world how she was the only woman he would ever love and how he had drowned in sorrows until he saw her again. Sita had smiled, touched his feet, and asked Laxman if he was alright after the war. In front of an audience, she had been the dutiful wife. Sticking to his left as expected, a striking queen just like a bright lightning against the blue sky. However, in private, she hadn’t deigned him with a single glance, nor let him explain. Those beautiful lotus-shaped eyes had always been glued to the floor when they were alone.

He had missed her so much. Her being next to him was a soothing balm after such a long separation. She had always been his own escape, letting him be whatever he needed. Ironic, how the only relationship that never expected from him had crumbled under the weight of expectations heaped on him by the world. She had been so confidant following him to the exile, stating she would never let the bond between them suffer, no matter what happened. It was her strength, her belief in him that had inspired him to build a bridge across the ocean and kill the kidnapper who had dared to separate them. Ram-Sita had meant to be a unit, forever and always. How he longed to run to her and hug her when she had seen her thin frame in Lanka. He wanted to touch her and ensure she was real; she wouldn’t vanish like she had been disappearing in his nightmares. But no, the moral obligations of the king had trumped the pining husband.

He still dreamt about their happy days, the soft jingling of her anklets whenever she walked towards him. Doe-eyes looking at him with adoration and his name falling off of those soft lips with admiration. He missed the feeling of silky hair as he braided them with beautiful flowers and the contrast of her fair hand in his dark one. Remembered when their nights were filled with conversations and melodious laughter not his longing yearning glances, heartfelt regrets, and her untrusting, suffocating silence. He wished she would shout at him instead, because while he deserved it, her taciturnity hurt a lot more. He was ready for any trial, if only it would allow him to have her in his arms again.

When the boat reached Ayodhya, the sounds of other instruments joined drumbeats. The auspicious notes were welcome after listening to conches, cymbals and trumpets throughout the war. It brought back the days when his life revolved around keeping his family happy. A decorated chariot was waiting for them, along with half of the citizens. Bards were singing in honoring the dutiful son, the dutiful warrior, the dutiful brother, the dutiful protector, the dutiful king…

They showered Sita with a lot of praise for her perseverance, waiting for him to rescue her from the clutches of the vilest monster imaginable. She had been simmering with rage from the second she had boarded the chariot and if he didn’t know she was a daughter of earth, he would have assumed she was a fire-born. Earlier, she had withdrawn her hand from him as if his mere touch burned her. Even though Laxman had never outright said anything, Ram could read him well. His lingering worried gaze on Sita, flickering between regret and sorrow versus the concerned, angry, and sometimes disapproving glances thrown at him, was enough to prove not much had escaped his observant brother. Ram wished Laxman could be spared from the drama, but Laxman had always followed him through thick and thin.

The city was rejoicing. They had found happiness after fourteen years. Hundreds of saffron motifs were shining in the light of lanterns hanging outside every door. Every town square, alley, and the shop front were decorated with brightly colored lamps, illuminating the city. The celebration was in a full swing, with people distributing sweets and setting off fireworks. Ayodhya was ready for a new beginning, a brand-new start with a leader at its helm.

Suddenly the love of citizens felt suffocating, no longer a comfortable blanket but a heavy burden. They would want him to be always perfect and he was deeply flawed. On his previous coronation day, Sita had held his hand and reassured him he would be the greatest king. She had teased him relentlessly about bringing her a co-wife and then promised him she would never be jealous. Her heart was big enough to accept his love for them both. But this time around, he wasn’t so sure about her support.

He dared a glance at her, hoping she might remember that light-hearted conversation. She was lost in her own thoughts, and he wanted to smooth out the small frown on her forehead. Her eyes roamed over the ecstatic people, the shining city, and the royal palace. She squeezed his hand once and pulled away again. Her expression was more of a frown than a smile, but it was a slight gesture of comfort…

Stars in the moonless sky contrasted beautifully with the orange glow of the city, giving it the appearance of the fabled city of the gods. Sita to his left and a hope of her forgiveness was heaven enough for him.

#flufftober2022 #day 6 #ramayana #ramayana sita #ramayan ram ji #ram x sita #it was supposed to be fluff piece about them working on their relationship #but it ended up being an angst thingy #sorry #I just think there are a lot of issues there #anuja writes

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stxrrynxghts · 5 months

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The Couples

Ram & Sita

The understanding ones

don't even need words to understand each other's issues

lovey dovey eyes

#prem

Bharat & Mandavi

Incredibly shy

it took them so long to warm up to each other tbh

the most they can handle without fainting is a peck

calls each other "priye"

Lakshman & Urmila

"A fell first, B fell harder"

It took him AGES to figure out his feelings.

pacifist x mass murderer love trope in real

attached to each other's hip

Shatrughan & Shrutakirti

He is the flirt and she is the oblivious one

supportive for each other

and oH boi, are they lovey dovey? YES THEY ARE

"EWWW SHATRU, NOT IN FRONT OF ME!!!" guess who

#ramayana #hindu mythology #rama #sita #bharata #mandavi #shrutakirti #urmila #lakshmana #shatrughana

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