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[sriwrites]

Reborn Star

Chapter-5 The meet

People say that destiny never separates the two souls that truly care for each other. In a way it is true.....

The world around Vanitha didn't seem to be comprehensible. Instead, it looked like something abstract.

"Where am I? What this place called?" she muttered to herself. Moonlight was the only light source she had and far way orange flames of dim lamps flickered.

She stood up and looked around hoping to find something.

Her tent was not there so as Rohan and Kriti.

"Is anybody there? " Vanitha shouted but no one turned up. The cold wind blew gently and leaves rustled.

"Oh my goodness! I shouldn't have touched that emerald. Probably, that emerald is the sole reason for my existence here.. in this isolated place."

"I must get out of here as soon as possible. but..... how can I ? I have no idea what this place is and how to reach my tent. Ishvara, please help me!"

Just as she was grumbling, a baritone male voice called out.

"Yaar ange? (who's there)" Vanitha turned to see the source of the voice and her eyes widened in surprise.

The man had just dressed like a soldier from ancient Tamil era. The thing that intrigued her is.... he was wearing an armor carved with the face of a tiger.

"Who are you ,mister?" Vanitha asked with a slight husky voice.

The man was confused as he scanned her. The way she speaks Tamil in a different way and her dressing....nothing make sense.

"Naan dhan indha idathin kavalali (I am a mere soldier who guards this place)." said the soldier, his voice stern and suspicious.

Vanitha was perplexed. Nothing was right about him. His way of speaking Tamil, his dressing all caused her mind to spin in confusion.

"Penne.." he continued "Nee yar? veru naatil irunthu vanthirukiraya? (Who are you lady? have you come from a distant land?)"

Vanitha was reluctant to say at first for he is a stranger. But eventually, she had no idea but to say because she want to know what is happening around her and who is this intriguing man.

"No... I'm from Thanjavur. I don't know how did I end up here . But, sir, could you tell me what is this place called?"

The man raised his eyebrow in confusion. Something is fishy about this woman. But his instincts calmed him that she is not a threat. So he continued thus,

"Penne, This not merely a place. Here is where, The Emperor, Koparakesari Rajaraja Cholan is constructing a temple for lord Shiva."

His words lingered in air. The frantic words of that man made Vanitha to tremble. Her eyes widened and she began to sweat. Her heart beating so fast like a raging thunder.

"How could it be?" she thought as she tried to process his words. She rubbed her forehead and asked," Sir, this is which year?"

The man was amused and said, "1010 ."

That's all......

The world around Vanitha seemed to fall upon as she heard the year. The words of that mysterious woman, that emerald, her dreams, visions, delusions all clouded in her mind.

Then... it slowly hit her. She was transported to Chola era by that mysterious emerald.

****

For a moment, Vanitha simply stared at the ground. She turned to the soldier and asked him, "Is this Chakravarthy... Rajaraja Cholan's reign?"

The soldier nodded. Vanitha stumbled at this. She can't even believe this play of the cosmos.

"Penne, You have to come with me. I want to take you to the Emperor. He'll decide what to do." said the man. Chill ran through Vanitha's spines as he she heard this. She nodded her head , like a woman enduring the cosmos' play.

He took her to the palace. Her began to race as she was going to witness a thing which is far beyond science.

"Wait here." said the soldier as he entered the royal court.

Inside the royal court, There was majestic throne carved with the tiger's face made of pure gold. In that, seated a man whose aura was far beyond imagination. His sharp eyes, majestic physique and valour was exceptionally awesome. He was calm and composed and his face radiated the Sun. Beside him sat a woman, whose beauty was just like a goddess.

"Eezham konda Mummudi Cholan Rajaraja Thevar vaazhga! Arasi Lokamadeviyar vaazhga!

Rajaraja nodded so as Lokamadevi. "Enna vishayam?(what's the matter?)" asked Rajaraja asked his voice firm.

"Arase, I met a woman at our temple area. She looked so different. The way she speaks and the way she dressed was something quite abstract. She even looked so confused.... especially when I said the year." said the soldier.

Rajaraja and Lokamadevi exchanged glances. Gasps arise from the royal court. Something about her was weird for Rajaraja. A woman seated on the throne for royal members stood up. Her honey brown eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"How did she look like? she asked.

" She is so different from us , Nampirattiyare. She had a sweet aura with doe-like eyes. She looked innocent too."

"Doe-eyes?" thought Rajaraja. He clenched his fists and tension building up.

"Where is she now?" asked Rajaraja.

"I have brought her with me, Arase. She's waiting oustside."

"Let her in." he said. His voice curious.

The soldier bowed and went to call Vanitha and after few seconds he returned. Vanitha followed him behind. Her hands trembling and her heart beating so so fast that it could tear the pericardium itself.

Rajaraja gazed at their direction and saw a woman coming with her bent down. His heart beated fast.

Vanitha slowly raised her chin to look at him and then...... their eyes met.

Loud gasps erupted from the court. Lokamadevi's eyes turned wide as she gasped in shock. But more impact was from only one person.... Rajaraja.

The calm and composed king now stumbled by seeing her face. His pupils dilated, his eyes widened. That same doe eyes with that same luminosity..... same crescent moon face.....same innocent look.....but..how!

"Noooo..... it could not be possible! "He shook his head. the vison of him travelling with someone on a elephant, spending time merrily with her , plucking lotus for her clouded his mind. A tear rolled from his cheek

Vanitha looked at him with awe. She had studied about him in her social book, in her archaeological books but not even in her dreams, she expected to see him...truly.

For a minute her eyes locked with his eyes.

One was in the state of longing love

Another one was in the state of quests

While fate was in the state of mending both of their states.

****

A/N: Finally I AM BACK GUYS! This is my longest and favourite chapter coz finally the most anticipated meeting of Rajaraja and Vanitha is done. Guys, for my previous chapter, I received very low response. This highly demotivates me. I'm putting my heart and soul but receiving low response. Pls support me guys. Have a nice day!

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[leastfavoriteasian]

domestic bliss

cc!karl jacobs x reader | platonic

this fic is for @basilly and @losingvienna event!

based off of the song Domestic Bliss by Glass Animals 

warnings: mentions of abuse, toxic and abusive relationships, swearing, 

summary: your best friend, karl, notices a bruise that wasn’t there before. 

masterlist here <3!

REQUESTS OPEN!   For the best experience, listen to domestic bliss by glass animals! 

You checked your phone. 12:56 AM.

Karl was arriving at 1. You and him were going to hang out for a bit, a midnight hangout, and help him plan his next stream. And then you were going to your boyfriend, Jace’s house, in the morning.  You looked in the mirror, and almost took a double take when you saw yourself in the mirror. You looked just as you felt, so damn terrible. Your eyebags were even darker then usual, and you looked pale as a ghost. But you didn’t even try and do anything to make yourself presentable. All you had done since you woke up was to cover up the bruises on your neck and face with concealer, but that had become a daily ordeal now.  You sighed. How did your life become such a mess?  Last night was terrible. You didn’t even want to think about the party, or Jace, your boyfriend. You just wanted to spend some time with Karl, who, because of Jace, you haven’t even hung out with in a while. You could only hangout with him in the dead of night. You missed Karl’s presence and energy, but you felt like you were lying to him. You weren’t honest with him about anything. You weren’t honest to anyone anymore. About how your boyfriend didn’t let you hang out with Karl, how Jace goes through your phone and made you block all contact with a bunch of people.  “Y/N?” Karl’s voice rang through your house, interrupting your thoughts. You smiled. A while ago, before Jace, you had given Karl a spare key to your house in cause of anything else. Karl had been so honored that he never knocked anymore, because he felt “special”. No one else knew about Karl’s access to your house, not even Jace.  “Hey!” You stood up and went to the kitchen, where Karl was. He smiled at you, and tackled you into a hug. 

“It feels like forever since I last saw you,” Karl said, laughing. You smiled, weakly. I wonder why...

“Yeah, it’s been a while.” You said. You felt awkward. How were you supposed to tell him your overprotective boyfriend wasn’t letting you hang out with people? Jace didn’t even know about today.  Karl immediately saw something was off. “You alright?”  You tried to act surprised. “Of course!” You turned to lead him to your room. “Sorry, my house is a mess.” 

Karl laughed lightly. “That’s ok. What’s up with the outfit?”  “Hm?” You looked at him.”What’s wrong with my outfit?” You were wearing dark grey sweatpants and a black crew neck.  “No, no! Nothing’s wrong, i just normally don’t see you wear any dark colors,” Karl said quickly. “You look adorable though, as always.”  You forced another tight, pained smile. Jace had told you to cover your body, and to stop dressing like a whore. And to stop wearing colorful tops to attract attention.  Karl looked bothered at your silence. “Y/N...Are you sure you’re okay?”  “Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” You looked at your messy room. “I’m fine.” That was about the 5th time you’ve said that this week.  Karl seemed to be able to tell you didn’t want to talk about it. “If your tired, we can reschedule. I mean, it’s 1 in the morning.” He flopped onto your bed.

“Nah, it’s ok” 

“You sure? What do you want to do, then? Do you want to get food?”  You remember back when you and Karl would get takeout together almost everyday. He would drive you both, because you were trash at driving, and you’d get Chipotle or whatever you were feeling, and park in the parking lot and eat. Other days you’d go to the lakeside and eat on the docks, watching the sunset.  But Jace could track your location. And he’d know you were with Karl, because you’d never get fast food on your own, since you hated ordering by yourself. And Jace had threatened about what he would do  if you hung out with Karl.  “I don’t really feel like it,” You lied. “I’m really tired.”  Karl looked surprised. “What? Y/N, are you sure you’re ok? You used to love getting drive through together.”  You forced another smile, and it felt fake even to you. “Like i said, I’m tired, alright? Maybe another day.”  “Y/N, I-” He stopped, and looked at you for a second, and furrowed his brows, and went silent. You awkwardly sat down next to him. 

Karl finally said after a minute. “Y/N, you can tell me anything, ok?”  You’d cry and breakdown and tell him everything if you could. But you didn’t.  “Karl, i’m fine, just tired, alright-”

“Y/N, cut the bullshit.”  You snapped your attention on him. Karl never swore, or snapped like this.  Karl got up and stood up in front of you. “I see the bruise.”  And you froze. Your mind went blank, giving you barely anything to think.

“Oh, y-yeah. H-haha, I b-b-bumped into my, uh, thing, the-”

“Y/N, I see what he’s been doing to you.” Karl said sharply.  There was no escape.  “Karl, what-”

“Y/N, please.”

You stopped. You heard how shaky his voice was. Karl was just as close to crying as you were.  “Y/N, where did you get that bruise?” Karl asked quietly.  “H-he-” You stuttered. And then you broke.  Months of angst and fear flooded through. Months of pretending everything was okay when it was the opposite. Months of ignoring your friends and family, and Karl. Just because of him. Jace.  You could feel Karl’s arms around you, as tears went down your face. Karl didn’t say anything, he just held you as you cried. Your tears were washing away all your makeup, but you didn’t care. It felt all your emotions from the past month finally broke the dam, and flooded out.  You slowly calmed down and pulled away from Karl’s embrace. Your mental breakdown just deemed on you.  “I-i’m sorry,” You stuttered. “I shouldn’t ha-”

“Y/N, stop,” Karl said gently. “It’s not your fault. None of it is.” He used his hoodie sleeve to wipe your tears. 

You hiccuped. “Fuck. He-he’s gonna-”

“He’s not gonna touch you again.” Karl assured you.  You buried your face back into Karl’s hoodie. Karl rubbed your back softly.  “Why’d you put up with that shit?” Karl mumbled to you.  “It was yesterday.” You said suddenly. “It happened yesterday.”  Karl looked at you. “Y/N, you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”  You continued anyway. “We were at a party together, and another guy was standing to close to me. Ja-he grabbed me and pulled me outside, and yelled me, and called me a slut, a-” You stopped. Tears flooded out of your eyes again.

Karl put his head on yours. “That dick of a person. He’s not getting to you again. I promise.”  And you believed him. 

*** one month later ***

You and Karl were driving downtown, getting junk food from some unhealthy restaurant. You were slowly opening up again, to other people. Not to Karl. You were always open to Karl now. Music was playing, and the wind rustled through your hair. Karl drove, and you nodded your head to the song that was playing.  I see the bruise, I see the truth I see what he's been doin' to you

You hesitated, listening to the lyrics of the song.  Why'd you put up with that shit? Why'd you go back for that kiss? Maybe it tastes like him When you got tears in your lips

You paused. “Karl, what’s the name of this song?”  Karl looked at you. “Domestic Bliss, by Glass Animals. Why?”  You smiled at him. “No reason. I like it.”  You haven’t spoken to Jace since. You blocked him, and Karl threatened to file a lawsuit against him if Jace got close to you again.  You could always count on Karl. 

[leastfavoriteasian]

Hi, if requests are open, can I get headcanons of the Bench Trio with a friend who has Epilepsy/Seizures if it's okay and doesn't make you uncomfortable? Thank you =^^=!

Bench Trio x Reader with epilepsy! TW: mentions of seizures and epilepsy

note: I don’t have any experiences with epilepsy, so if I got anything wrong, please let me know! 

~ honestly, they didn’t bring it up very often.  ~ it didn’t change anything in your friendship. 

~ however, ranboo was always careful to ask how you were, and if you’ve been taking care of yourself.  ~ ranboo was also the first to ask you if anything would affect or trigger you.

~ tubbo didn’t know much about about epilepsy.  ~ “OH! so that’s what those flash warnings are for?”  ~ he would ask a lot of questions, respectfully,  of course.  ~ tommy was….well….tommy.

~ “WE CAN’T HAVE THAT HERE, MY DEAR FRIEND Y/N HAS EPILEPSY, AND-” 

~ ranboo would tell him to shut up and ask if you would be ok with whatever they were doing

~ if anything ever happened, which hopefully it didn’t, they were all super helpful and concerned.  ~ if you got lightheaded or a headache, ranboo or tubbo would immediately get you water. tommy would talk to you to keep you distracted 

~ he would even let you grip onto his hand. (only when no one was around)

~ and tommy would know to quiet down if you were having a bad time.  ~ in summary, they were the best friends you could have, and were always there for you.

[leastfavoriteasian]

~ summer writing event! ~

so basically, I had the sudden urge to make a writing event. I haven’t been very active on tumblr recently, so I thought this would be fun.

how this event will work is, below I will have a list of prompts. send me an ask to claim a prompt, then I will put your name next to the prompt. there will be 2 people per prompt. you may write a fic or short from ANY FANDOM about ANY CHARACTER, but you must let me know the prompt, character and fandom in your ask. 

when you have finished your fic, tag me in the post, and I will add your work to the list!

special thanks to @luminifys my beloved, for helping me with these prompts <3  thank you! have fun!

ANGST

1. “Because I fell in love with you and I tried so hard not to, but I can't...I hate myself for it."  

2."I didn't ask to be in love with you.”  3."Oh. Him...of course, you never changed."  

4."Everything was going so great, I was so close to being happy, but no you have to come back, why did you come back?"   @deceptxon ~ dream smp ~ tommy and tubbo  5."It's just you.....and you're all alone."  

6. “If you hurt them, I’ll make sure you never breathe again.” 

7. “I did it all for you, and for what?”  8. “Oh, if only you knew how powerless you really are.”

9.“I don’t care. I’ll never be able to love you.” 

10. “If we can’t be more than friends we can’t be anything at all.”

FLUFF <3

11. “See? That one’s cute. Not as cute as you, though.” 

12. “You looked cold and alone.” 

@coffeegrainsandemptybrains ~ dream smp ~ technoblade  13.  “I’d never thought I’d end up here with you. Not complaining, though.” 

14.  “Do you think you could stay?”

15. “Sometimes all I think about is you.” ;)

OTHERS

16. “Why didn’t you tell me you were miserable?” 

17. “Of course I care. Why else would I have…?” 

18. "I always thought there was good in people, That we were all human, that we can be understood. That if we're given enough chances we can change we can be better But you? I'm tired of giving you chances. Because when you're given a chance you always just messed it up. I'm sorry, but you have to die."

tagging some moots! if you could reblog i’d appreciate it! tysm!  @luminifys @bleakprincess @enderspeakz @forutheworld @giavader @dreamiewrites @cr0wbonezz-wr1ting-inc @dysfunctionalcrab @inniterhq

[leastfavoriteasian]

for the y/n requests: Ciel, he/she/they, c!Slimecicle, platonic, and uhhhhhh I'm kinda loud and energetic, and I really like music, writing, religious history, flowers, and just generally like learning about stuff

“HURRY UP!”

Ciel could see Slimecicle‘s figure jumping up and down, waving frantically. “I’m coming, I’m coming,” they panted, “Wait up.” When Ciel finally reached the hill that Slimecicle was on, they gasped. The view was beautiful, there were valleys and hills filled with flowers and the prettiest waterfall.

“How….how did you find this place?“

Slimecicle smiled softly. “Quackity showed it to me. He wants to expand Las Nevadas here.”  Ciel’s eyes widened. “He can’t do that! Quackity doesn’t own this land, he can’t just destroy it for a country!”  He nodded. “But that’s how it works. Wilbur destroyed land for L’manburg.” Slimecicle sat down in the soft grass. He cleared his throat.

“Let’s stop moping around! You obviously aren’t outside enough. How about we explore this place before it gets blown to smithereens?”

Ciel rolled their eyes. Just like that, the serious Slimecicle was gone. “Yeah, let’s  enjoy this place while it’s here.” They smiled. “Race you to the waterfall.” Ciel sprinted off down the hill.

“Oh, it’s on!” Slimecicle charged after you. 

[leastfavoriteasian]

Luke, any pronouns, cc! Dream, romantic please 👉👈

I'm the calm one, but I do have hyperactive friends and we are fine as long my boundaries aren't crossed. I study nursing and have experience in taking care of mentally disabled children. I do draw, write, bake and play games on my pc in my free time.

I'm the therapist and caretaker type of friend, and my physical language is touch :D

Have a nice day/night and stay hydrated

Luke carried the bottles of soda and box of pizza and entered Dream’s room, where he looked like he was aggressively trying to kill his pc.

“Sapnap! NO! I’M ON HALF A HEART! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?” He slammed his desk.

Luke gently put their hand on Dream’s shoulder. He tensed at the touch, but immediately softened when he saw who it was.  “Hey, I’m going to tune in for the night,” Dream said to his friends. “Yeah, I’m tired. See you guys tomorrow.” He ended the stream and turned his chair to face Luke.  Luke motioned to the pizza and soda in their hands. “Clay, when was the last time you ate?” Dream looked sheepish and looked away.  “I had to edit. Then Sapnap decided to stream.”  Luke raised their eyebrows. “So you didn’t?”  Dream huffed and got out of his chair, then flopped on the floor like a child. “Can we eat on the floor?”  Luke looked at him, completely exasperated. “What?”  He looked up at them, with puppy eyes. “We can eat in front of the TV.”  Luke laughed. “Sure. As long as you eat.”  And that’s how they ended up sitting on the floor at 11PM eating pizza and cuddling with blankets. 

[leastfavoriteasian]

GIVE ME REQUESTS

[leastfavoriteasian]

this is the first time i'm doing something like this, please be patient w/ me XD for your y/n requests: so, my name is caroline, my pronouns are she//they, i enjoy writing and listening to music. i have no problem talking to new people, however sometimes my ability to talk just leaves so yeh- my irl friends would probably say i'm quite mean, but that's only because i'm really close to them, and they know that i'm joking. if this somehow helps, my aesthetic is probably grunge//alt :) [ i love energy drinks ] i'm also loud and curse a lot- something with cc! platonic! tommy or cc! platonic! wilbur maybe? thank you! have a good day//night! <3

The long awaited MCYT meetup was finally here. For weeks, streamers Wilbur, Tommyinnit, and Caroline have been talking about their meetup, and how they were going to film the most chaotic vlog ever. After all, they were known as the Chaos Trio.

”We’re top 3 and 4 trending on Twitter.” Wilbur declared as he put his phone down and turned to face Tommy and Caroline.

“Only?” Tommy demanded. “Give me that.” He grabbed Wilbur’s phone.

“We haven’t even started streaming yet.” Caroline scrolled through the comments to the pictures they, Wilbur and Tommy had posted on Twitter.

JENNA @simpforever - WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT CAROLINES FIT

dream smp addict @lizforkids - lmao wilburs so freaking tall

“Half the comments are people simping for Caro’s hands.” Tommy threw Will’s phone back to him.  Caroline rolled their eyes. “They are NOT.” She said indignantly. “And don’t call me that, Tomathy.”  “Let’s stream now.” Tommy walked ahead. “Get some PRIMES, get some WOMEN.” He pulled out his own phone. “How many likes do you think a Tiktok with all of the Chaos Trio will get? Why do they even call us that?”  Caroline and Wilbur looked at each other, and shook their heads. One thing was for sure, Tommy was no different in person.