#ishti says a thing

[rebubblingishti]

the only reason i haven’t finished dungeon meshi yet is because/c i don’t want it to end!!!!!!!!!!! every time i think abt it i can’t go back b/c i want to have something to go back to……

[iztopher]

💛 🎨!

💛 What is the most impactful lesson you’ve learned about writing?

spent literally all day trying to figure out an answer to this question before realizing it doesn't have to be Sage Wisdom or Advice, it can literally just be a lesson i've learned about myself and my own writing. so!

I have learned, that for me, writing is first and foremost a labor of love and a way to channel my passion about something. AKA - the reason I exclusively write fic is because writing original (prose) fiction isn't fun or fulfilling for me, so it defeats the purpose of writing (prose). (Game design/writing is obviously a different story). Writing fic is first and foremost a way for me to channel all my bubbly special interest emotions.

I've had to learn to step away from writing certain things I feel like I "should" but don't actually want to, because writing is a form of self-expression for me, and writing things that I don't actually want to is expressing myself inauthentically. It sounds ridiculous and over the top but forcing myself to try to write romance or original fiction feels like shoving myself in the closet or masking, because those aren't ways I want to express myself! Which isn't to say that I only write things I relate to, but I have to write something because I have a spark of excitement, or whatever other emotion, about it and am trying to get it out in the world. (Or, you know, my group chat or hard drive. I write for myself or very select people on occasion too, as you know lol).

🎨 If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

I am super flattered to say that actually two people have drawn art for my fic!! xzoni drew this amazing te'ijal piece based off don't you dare go down:

and ishti drew this perfect comic/meme redraw based for left undead:

this is TECHNICALLY not an answer to the question, but both of these fics would have been in my top contenders if they weren't already done haha.

as a rule anyone who draws te'ijal with freckles and/or burn marks because of me has my heart. would also probably Die (affectionate) if someone drew te'ijal patching galahad up as in don't you dare go down, or boyle doing myst's nails as in now we're two of a crime.

[rebubblingishti]

THUNDERBOLT MIKU FIGURE IS REAL!!!!!

and also $400.......

[rebubblingishti]

chunithm has no official online locations in the u.s. my day is ruined and my disappointment is immeasurable. i wish i still remained in ignorant bliss.

[iztopher]

For the RPG Maker Dev ask, 8 - 13, 17, 18 and 20 - 30!! (but also, since this is I think Most of the questions, feel free to answer all of them!!)

XZONI!!! THANK U SO MUCH FOR ASKING ME THIS, im sorry it took me so long to answer haha i had to be on my laptop instead of mobile for it

8. What is your opinion of RPG Maker? Answered here!

9. If you could change something about the RPG Maker engine, what would it be? Answered here!

10. What is your stance on RTP and custom assets? The short answer is "I don't think we'd have this discussion if more people used XP". TLDR everyone who acts like they make a game less valuable and you should never use them pisses me off, but also I think they get uglier with every installment

11. What kind of art style do you prefer for graphic assets? 2D. Love stuff in the XP style! I really enjoy blends of pixel art and painting, like Aveyond 1. I want to make a game like that eventually.

12. What kind of sound profile do you prefer for music and sound assets? haha. I don't know enough about music to answer this honestly

13. What kind of fonts do you prefer to read game text in? Something simple and easy to read, otherwise I'm not picky. Usually the default fonts suffice just fine for me.

17. Which game mechanic do you think devs could do less of? Personally I despise chase scenes and they will 9/10 prevent me from playing a game but also I get why people make them. I also don't like super complicated battle systems.

18. Which game mechanic do you think more devs should add to their own projects? Answered here!

20. What is your current project about? Answered here!

21. Why did you start this project? Answered here!

22. What or who are your inspirations for this project?

Gonna answer this one for away in the woods! Biggest inspiration is without a doubt the Hermit ending of Aveyond 1. Other inspirations include the poem "If No One Ever Marries Me'", the song "I Stand Alone" from Quest for Camelot, and what I described as "every NPC old lady tucked away in the woods in an RPG", so essentially the old, single woman who may or may not be a witch archetype.

23. How well do you do with project conceptualization?

I am absolutely horrible at coming up with ideas to begin with - it's a good thing that I take as long to make a game as I do, or else I'd be out of ideas - but once I've figured out an idea I like, I think I'm pretty good at nailing it down and conceptualizing it into something I can actually make. I like to think I'm especially good at conceptualizing maps and how the game actually comes together.

24. How well do you do with project implementation?

Er, not good. You know the idea "slow and steady wins the race"? Yeah I'm slow but not steady. I'm really trying to find a workflow where I make more consistent progress.

25. Aside from playing your game, how can other people support you and your project? If I share stuff about it, I love hearing feedback!

26. Why do you want to make a game? Literally just because I like using RPG Maker. It makes my brain go brrrr.

27. Who are you making a game for? Myself first and foremost, other than that it depends on the game. seaglass was kinda internally dedicated to all my internet friendships; Inn Need was of course for Tei & Ji as collaborators (and the IGMC judges, lol), and away in the woods was conceptualized as for me, Ishti, and Moonie, and... I'm self conscious and embarrassed saying this, but like, aromantic people in general? And of course, all of them are for anyone who would enjoy them <3

28. What do you want your players to think/feel after playing your game? All of them: I want them to have a good time! Anything more specific depends on the game.

29. What is the most memorable feedback you got for any of your projects (whether its status is conceptual, in the works, or finished)? I am so sorry I do not have an answer to this one LOL

30. What kind of feedback is most helpful for you? Answered here!

[hairringtonsteve]

corellia.

(steve harrington x reader)

summary: steve and reader are preparing for the battle of endor, and things are said. 

request: me bc i’m a sad nerd right now

word count: 3, 330

a/n: soooo this is a star wars au due to the last jedi coming out this weekend and me having a lot of emotions about it. 

“I kriffing hate Endor.”

You let out a huff of laughter, glancing over to Steve as the two of you trudged over fallen tree limbs, your heart beating a little faster any time one of you snapped a twig. The last thing anyone needed was for a buckethead to come up on you and shoot you before you had a chance to defend yourself.

“I mean, technically, this is the forest moon of Endor.” You paused. “Is it worse than Hoth, though?”

He let out a breath through his nose, slow and deep, somehow conveying every single negative emotion he’d ever felt about the frozen hell planet.

“If I ever see another tauntaun, I’m going to fling myself off a cliff. Or turn myself in to the Hutts.”

“You’ve got a bounty on you from the Hutts?”

“I’m from Corellia. We’ve all got at least one bounty on us from the Hutts.” Steve made a face at the thought, letting out a laugh when he saw the look on your face. “What, you didn’t know that I’ve got a bounty on me?”

“You’re the second golden-boy in the Rebellion, with Luke being the first. I find it hard to believe that either of you would have bounties from those gangsters,” you murmured, shooting him a pointed look.

You and Steve had trained together at the Academy. You’d both run off the second you’d graduated and joined up with the rebellion - just as they’d settled on Hoth. It had been a long couple of months, even if no one was entirely sure just how long it had been (Steve said eight Galactic Standard months, you said nine, and Leia said five). It had been the two of you together from the start. By some miracle, you’d even been placed on the same shifts, so you often got to each your meals with the other.

“You worried they’re gonna get me?” He teased.

You pressed your lips together, looking away to focus on the intense green that surrounded you. The moss that was residing on those hundreds upon hundreds of years old trees had probably seen more than you would in your entire lifetime. You weren’t entirely sure just how peaceful the moon had been over the years, but there had been enough hatred in the galaxy that these trees would have seen some of it.

“You listening to a word I’m saying?” Steve asked, nudging his shoulder against yours.

“Hmmm?”

“I asked if you were worried about me.”

“Always,” you replied, the words flowing easy and sure of themselves. You glanced over to him, fast enough to catch the small smile that was gracing his lips. He ducked his head, muttering something that you didn’t catch as you approached base camp.

It wasn’t much, just a small striketeam that Luke had assembled last minute. You surveyed the group, a ragtag mix of beings that had become something of a family to you. You looked over their faces, faltering when you were missing four familiar ones - and two droids.

“Where’s Luke?”

“We thought he was with you,” Ishti said, starting to frown. “You all headed in the same direction.” Your heart sank in your chest. Of course they would go missing. It was probably Han’s fault. That idiot was always getting into some trouble, even if he was a damn war hero.

“We split up once we saw some ‘troopers,” Steve said, his voice low. He glanced over to you, and you ignored it. You didn’t need to see the way that the concern would fill his gaze, or how he’d tilt his head a little and somehow manage to tear your insides apart with that single movement. His hand rested on your shoulder, thumb brushing against the fabric of your jacket as he squeezed, gentle and caring.

“Let’s go find them, then.”

The Force wasn’t something that you’d ever really thought about before the war. And even then, you hadn’t really contemplated much about it. It was only when you’d come face to face with Skywalker himself that everything had become much more real. There had been something almost disconcerting about him. He was only a year or two older than you, and just as bright-eyed and naive as the new recruits. He’d talk your ear off for an hour about the Falcon’s hyperdrive system or some dumb thing that R2 had done. And in the midst of the conversation, he’d just hold out his hand and call to him a hydrospanner, making it float through the air like it was nothing.

So yeah, it was a little weird.

But despite that, you’d become close with the rookie Jedi. You and Luke and Steve had begun spending your downtime together, and it had happened even more after Han had been taken. But instead of talk of ships and mishaps, it was careful planning and making sure that Leia didn’t shoot the next being to ask her how she was doing.

“We’re going to find him.” Steve’s voice filtered towards you as he sat down next to you. Your back was up against a rather large log. It was just damp enough that you could feel the fabric starting to cool off a little. He tapped your leg three times, some weird little comforting habit that the two of you had picked up during your training. “I, uh, I got word from Admiral Ackbar.”

“And?”

“He wants me up in the air. I’m being bumped to lead an attack squadron,” Steve said. His voice shook, but not with fear. No, the boy was excited. Being tapped to lead a squadron was a big deal. You wanted to be excited for him, you did. Fear twisted your insides, though, making it difficult for you to feel anything except terror at the thought of losing him.

“Good for you.”

“Y/N…” He trailed off. You could feel the way he was staring at you, hot and intense and needing you to look right at him. “You know how I -”

“They’re back!” Shouts from the camp started up, despite the fact that any stormtrooper within a mile could probably hear them. Briefly, you thought that maybe that was the point. Everyone was itching for a fight as is. You glanced over to Steve, who was still staring at you. You knew what that look had meant. Leia had told you what had been said before Han had been frozen in carbonite. You knew where this was heading.

And what happened after.

“I’ve got to go. Leia, and Han, and…” You let your words die out as you said them. Steve continued to stare at you. Any other being would have pleaded with you to just hear them out, but not Steve. He just smiled softly and nodded, understanding you in ways that you yourself couldn’t comprehend. You stood up, brushing off the dirt as fast as possible before you darted towards the others. Chewie wrapped his arms around you tight, letting out an enthused roar. You moved to Leia next, clinging to her tight as though you were afraid that she’d disappear if you didn’t.

“Glad we made it back, kid?” Han asked, a small smirk playing on his lips. There was something off about it. The usual cocky attitude wasn’t there, instead replaced by something that was trying to fake it. You looked around to ask Luke about it, but that’s when it hit you.

“Where is he?”

“He went off to fight the big bad himself, Vader.” You looked between Han and Leia, everything freezing around you. Luke couldn’t… He wasn’t… The idiot wasn’t capable of surviving Vader! The last time he’d gone up against the Sith Lord, he’d lost an arm and almost died. You weren’t planning on going through that again, not with Steve risking his life too.

You weren’t sure what your plan was, but without another word, you stalked off towards the transports. A couple of mechanics were hanging around, but one look at your expression and they were scurrying off. You grabbed the closest thing you could find - an empty caf thermos - and threw it against the wall. The stupid thing didn’t even break, instead bouncing around on the ground twice before settling down.

“Fuck,” you cried out, a sob wracking your shoulders as your knees hit the floor. It wasn’t fair. You were stuck fighting some war and having to watch every friend you’ve ever cared about die. You had spent only a couple of years fighting, but it felt like a millenia. You’d watched as friend after friend was picked off by TIE fighters, had to sit there cuffed and tied to the wall while a couple of assholes in white armor executed the people that you’d grown to love. You’d seen so much death, and you couldn’t handle losing the two most important people in your life. Not then. Not at the same time.

A hand came to rest on your back, and your anxiety-riddled mind supplied the name Vader. You jerked your body away, half scampering and half crawling across the cold, durasteel floor of the ship as you turned around, another sob leaving your lips. Steve held out his hands, crouching down to get on your level.

“Hey, it’s me,” he murmured, soft and soothing. It helped to ease your nerves just a hair, but the sight of him sent you into another spiral. What if this was it? Steve was your closest friend and ally, the one being that you trusted without question or hesitation. He was the one you came to when times were at their darkest. You’d dragged him out of the rubble at the Battle of Hoth. You’d clung to him after a particularly dangerous X-Wing flight, holding onto him and sobbing into his jacket in the middle of the hangar. You’d fallen asleep by his side on transports, finding rest in the sounds of the ship and his heartbeat. Steve was the most important being in the galaxy, and there was a chance that the light that dwelled within him would be snuffed out in mere hours.

Steve moved towards you slow, always crouching and always murmuring. You weren’t sure of everything he was saying, but the gist of it was pure comfort. By the time he got close enough to you, all he did was hold out his arms. You flung yourself into them, pressing your face into the crook of his neck as his arms wrapped around you, tighter than even Chewie’s grip. Tears were staining your cheeks and making his collar wet, but all he did was hold you. He pressed his lips against the top of your head, his hand stroking your back, but it wasn’t enough.

“I can’t lose you and Luke. I can’t, I just can’t,” you babbled, repeating those words over and over. They were muffled, but Steve understood them, clear as day.

“You’re not going to, okay? I promise you that me and Luke will always be with you, alright? I’m not going anywhere. You need to just breathe, Y/N. Because if you pass out now, no one’s going to be around to make sure that Han doesn’t shoot himself.” You let out a laugh despite yourself. Albeit, it was watery and weak and you started crying once more, but it was a laugh nonetheless.

“You c-can’t die. We’ve got the kids back at the main base. They’re - they need you.” For whatever reason, Steve had made some friends with the kids of the soldiers when they’d been back on Hoth. And when those kids had been transpo’ed to a safer base, Steve had made sure to keep in touch no matter where they were. And anytime you and Steve would return, if only for a night, then Dustin, Max, Lucas, El, Mike, and Will would all be huddled around in the hangar, whooping and cheering as the ship would land.

“Hey, I told you, nothing’s going to happen. So stop worrying, soldier.” His words were gentle, but firm. He pulled you away from him, pinching your chin between his thumb and his pointer finger so he could tilt your head up. His eyes were warm, emanating more heat than the twin suns of Tatooine. “You think you’re the only one worried, but you’re not. You - you’ve got to live too, alright?” His voice cracked a little on live. “Because I - I - We’re gonna talk when I get back, alright? A really long talk that’s needed to happen for awhile.” Your stomach twisted at his words, but it wasn’t in disgust. It was almost, well, anticipation.

“Steve, I-”

“No, okay? Leia told me all about Han at Cloud City. I’m not - I’m not putting that on you.” He watched you for a long moment, his gaze slipping to your lips after it had passed. “Besides, consider it incentive for the both of us. Because I really, really want to kiss you.” You were still crying, but now you were nodding. Your lower lip trembled as you tried to get yourself back under control. You needed to do this. You had to.

So you breathed in deep. Let it out. Did that three times. You kept your eyes on Steve all the while, trying to memorize every detail of the man. The way his hair was messy from his helmet, and the way his dark eyes lit up whenever he saw you. How he was always warm and kind, how he’d occasionally snuck in some helpless little animals to keep them warm for a night or two and send them on their way with full bellies. How he’d comforted those kids who were so lonely, just waiting for their parents to come home safe and sound. How he’d press his lips against your forehead and reassure you that it would be alright.

Eventually, one of the beings came up and said that transpo needed to be in the air in fifteen. She looked a little wary of breaking up the two of them, but it was what needed to happen. You and Steve stood up, still holding onto each other. You watched him for a moment, entire body vibrating with some unknown feeling. You rolled up onto your toes, pressing your lips against his cheek.

“May the Force be with you, Captain Harrington.” You whispered the words too quiet for anyone to hear but him. Steve gripped your arms tight as you pulled away, his expression full of pain. He tapped his finger against your arm three times, and you did the same to him.

“May the Force be with you, too.”

It had been four weeks since the Battle of Endor.

Four weeks since the Empire had been defeated. Four weeks since you’d slapped Luke Skywalker across his face for being a kriffing nerfherder and running off on some half-baked plan that was supposed to save the galaxy. Granted, it had saved the galaxy, but still.

It had also been four weeks since you’d last seen Steve.

Luke had told you that beings were never really gone, that they were always with you somehow. But for him, it seemed to be a bit different, since most of the people that he’d lost were also Jedi that could be Force ghosts, or something. Steve hadn’t been a Jedi, though. Steve hadn’t even been Force sensitive. Steve was just… gone.

You had a hard time not replaying the events of that day over and over. From the ground, if you’d looked up, you could see the explosions through the atmo. The TIE fighters and X-Wings were fainter, but they were still visible. You’d wondered for days after it had all happened if you’d seen him die. Maybe it had been while you’d been stuck under an AT-AT, fighting alongside a couple of ewoks. Maybe it had been when you’d been screaming at Han to get his head out his ass and not get Leia shot for once.

You couldn’t know, for sure. No one could be sure. They counted their losses at the end, watching as soldiers filtered back into the firelit area on the ground. You’d watched and waited, the hope in your chest flickering smaller and smaller until Admiral Ackbar himself had approached you, head bowed as he delivered the news.

“He’d been taking out their canons the second the shields were down. He saved a lot of Rebel lives up there. He’s a hero.”

The sentiment had been nice, but it didn’t do much for you. You’d been the one to deliver the news to his family, Luke just out of range of the holovid camera as he’d held your hand tight.

Worse, though, was delivering the news to the kids. They hadn’t seen their  parents in weeks, since most of them were stationed in the Outer Rim. So when you and Luke had shown up to the base on Cerea without Steve, it hadn’t gone well. Dustin had locked his jaw, staring straight ahead as the tears had slipped down his cheeks. Max gripped Lucas’s hand tight with one hand, and El’s with the other. Will and Mike started to cry, softly, like all the kids in the Rebellion had learned how to do. El just watched you, carefully, waiting for your reaction.

But you’d steeled yourself on the trip over, knowing that if you lost it, the others would as well. So you didn’t. You and Luke and the kids had all huddled together in the hangar, mourning the young man that had given his life for millions upon millions of others.

Four weeks in and it still wasn’t easier. The kids had taken to just sleeping in your quarters. They hadn’t been roomy quarters at first, but Leia had quietly pulled some strings, and got you a bigger room. It wasn’t much bigger, but it fit all of the kids and you and sometimes Luke, whenever he decided to stay.

“You remember that one time that you guys were stuck with taking us to the next safe base and Steve crashed the ship on Takodana and ended up getting hit on by - what’s her name?” “Maz?”

“Yeah, her! And then Han and Chewie had to come pick us up and she was hitting on Chewie and Steve was jealous!”

The kids were cackling softly amongst themselves. You’d all somehow ended up in one giant pile on the floor. You and Luke had your backs against your bed, arms up against each other as the kids filled in the spaces. El’s head was resting in your lap as you threaded your fingers through her hair, smiling faintly at the memory.

“Is it going to get easier?” Will asked, his voice small in the laughter. Everyone quieted down as they waited for you to answer. When you didn’t, he continued. “Because sometimes I think it’s going to be okay and then something cool happens and my first thought is to tell Steve and then it hits me that I can’t.”

Your throat was closing up as the familiar sting hit the corners of your eyes. Luke glanced at you from the corner of his eye, taking in a deep breath through his nose and letting it out through his mouth.

“It will. A little bit, day by day. It’s always going to be shit, though.” The young Jedi hummed softly as he gathered his thoughts. “He ever tell you guys about the bounty he had on him by the Hutts?” Shouts of exclamation ricocheted through the room.

“What?”

“Steve didn’t have a bounty on him! He couldn’t even break a law!”

“Is it because he was with Han?”

“Is it because he’s Corellian?”

Luke let out a laugh, shaking his head as he shifted around a little. He looked over to you, catching your gaze and holding it. The tears in his eyes matched the ones that were in yours. He tapped your hand three times and started his story.

“So he’s on Tatooine, right, and in walks this…”

And somewhere, in the afterlife, Steve watched on alongside the others, smiling faintly.

[bubblywimp-blog]

25 July 2017

24 July 2017 10:30 pm

“We should better sleep didi!” said Devi. She calls me ‘didi’ because i am her elder sister.My family has made it a habit that if anyone is elder than you then you gotta call the person ‘didi’ or ‘bhaiya’.Its in the Hindu tradition,though nowadays these practices are not practiced.It is mostly done to convey respect(not like Devi super-respects me)

“Just this film..only 30 mins of it is left” said me!

“huh! i am feeling sleepy..”

(no response from me--this works you know,you just dont respond to her and then if she is in the mood of listening, she will if not then may god be with me..cause if Devi wants she gets it)

“well i think i can play this game for 30 mins more..) said Devi

We were alone in our house..dad was at the hospital with mom though he was gonna arrive..but that was late.

You know its the best experience ever- Having the house all to yourself..and when you have gadgets and a person next to you(just so your mind decides to think of monsters and the most scariest horror scenes you have seen) the experience is the bestest!

I was watching Twilight-Breaking Dawn part 1..and as you all know,it has some ‘scenes’..well most of you would say that Twilight’s a romance,and that it has ‘scenes’ all over..but well this is not true..the other movies dont have that much of ‘scenes’ in them.This whole movie is based on Edward and Bella’s honeymoon so yeah..

anyway when i finished watching the movie..the phone rang and i went to pick it up.It was mom telling us to sleep and usual talk.The thing is i saw a lizard in my room! like seriously A F-ING LIZARD! IN MY ROOM!

See before you misunderstanding the whole situation..let me tell you i am not one of those girls who would run away from a roach or one of them who would scream when they see an insect..no..well unless and until the insect is doing some harm to me..but lizards! i hate them! i hate lizards!!..i used to not like them but the moment i saw The Amazing Spiderman i was like ‘i hate lizards and they ARE disgusting!’

when we went to bed, i was not feeling like sleeping in my room cause it terrified me that when we go to sleep the lizards may be above or heads onto the ceiling,or on the wall beside us..ugh!! I can recall the feeling! it was terrible and i was feeling(dont take it the wrong way) dirty.

So i asked Devi if we could sleep in our parents room(well basically i shouted and demanded that-cause we had a slight argument before)

and then we were sleeping-kinda.when i heard dad come in.and then well i asked him that maybe we could sleep in his room hoping that he would go and sleep in our room but then he just offered to put down mattress on the  floor..so i just went to my room saying that "okay for me sleeping there but i dont want Devi with me,i wanna sleep alone”

and so LaraAngel drifted off to a neverending sleep in neverland(also know as my room)

25 July 2017

“do you want to sleep more?” asked a really familiar male voice.Dad.Maybe its him..who else could it be? my boyfriend? no i think not.Why?.CAUSE HE BLOODY DOES NOT EXIST!!!

Me and Devi werent going to school because dad had to set things up a bit.mom was in hospital

see- i am NOT playing the ‘pity me’ game..(makes a sickly sing song voice) ohh! pity me my moms in hospital! i dont go to school because dad has to set things up! and morely(which is not obviously a word) we did not want too..

I probably missed a lot of things..as in Footballer was absent yesterday but maybe he will be there today,we  had our Bio practicals today and were doing the cheek cell experiment..i bloody missed that thing! damn! i was looking forward to it! like from weeks! anyway whats gone is long gone!

anyway back to my day

I grunted-my response to dad’s question

anyway when i got up dad was getting ready to go to the hospital. and i spent the rest of the day like this:

Me and Devi cleaned up the house.

Then i watched Breaking Dawn part 2 and Easy A..This Easy A movie is kinda good..if you are looking for the teenage girl in whose life everything turns  bad and then she makes it right and then at last   she gets the guy of her dreams-i recommend it for some strength(not like i am gonna get the guy of my dreams and anything like that)..but it is that type of movie from which you know that it will be okay

anyway i watched these and then started play games online(i know this is childish but i was playing papa’s sushiria ) and then i got bored of it and then started playing other games(like papas cupcakeria or say papas freezaria etc-etc)

and then soon papa returned..we talked about how we were gonna go about after this..cause i had to go to tution and this timing clashed with the chef. unfortunately i had to go..i even wanted to cause i think its irresponsible of me to bunk tutions so much..and i thought mam was gonna teach Euclids Geomectry to us and if i am not there maybe she would delay it because of me and the whole class would suffer.So i went and guess? mam did not teach Euclids Geomectry. wow! but the good thing was i got to sit next to Rom..not like i have a crush on him or something but he is good to fool around.meaning i like to tease him and retorts nicely too! and you know i kinda ship him with every girl he talks to! like with aura(even though i think Rom is also scared of talking to Aura),and there’s this rebel bitchy type girl in out science tution named Miksha. I ship him with her too!

anyway we were starting Congruency. we had learnt it in 7th grade but then i was total zero in mathematics back in 7th grade..to be honest i didnt even open the books back then.So well just say i started revising(thanks for the guidelines from the book) but then mam asked me what i was doing and i had to embarrass myself and tell her that i had not paid attention during my 7th grade maths class..

embarrassing it was!

anyway we were then allowed to disperse and then i was walking back home along with Ishti,Aura and another girl named Nya. It is a routine of ours,Every maths tution we walk with each other and have a small chit-chat.and during science tution, it depends whether i choose to stay with Aanya or go straightway towards my house.

Anyway since mom wasn’t home, i had to but a few things that is food items like maggi and a stack of bread.

When i returned home with Aura,well aura is the only person who knows of my true identity and is reading these posts..so she wanted to read some of my posts and i offered her to stay since our exams were over too..so we spent a few hours watching and talking and then she went home meanwhile i had to make dinner..i did not do much just made few garlic breads(devi’s idea) and pizza..i need to tell you that the pizza was dead delicious! like really good! seeing we did not have enough topping,just onions,tomato,and cheese..lots of cheese!..

so we ate it along with each other, i gotta tell you..i would enjoy staying alone!..so we ate and then started doing our work again..that is i started writing this post and Devi started completing her homework.Anyway we are going to school tomorrow!..i wanna stay home as much as i want to go to school,meet Iomhara and see my Footballer! that guy isn’t even on any social media ‘cept his father has posted a video of him singing live on a comptition or somethoing

FLASHBACK

ugh! i dont want to study this bloody subject.Geography!! its sooo irritating! i dont bloody care about the f-ing land forms!

and what is this term geo-syn-cline?

hell! now i need to watch a youtube video to understand this thing better..the definition in the book looks like a combination of latin and greek along with some spanish maybe(guys this is purely exaggeration! not like my text book really has all these languages in it)

wild thought- man! i cant stop thinking about Footballer! he is just so hot! and cute! and not to forget incredibly sexy! let me type his name on youtube first just to find no result and to get disappointed(i am making fun of myself-seriously i am not that mad to think like this)

and this is the story of how i could find my crush on youtube when  none of my friends found it on any kind of social media.

FLASHBACK END so i watched this vid like 5 times! he was in 10th grade at that time! and wore a red shirt..maybe he likes red..i like red! and he looks so cute in it!..his voice, its like a drug!..and puberty did hit him!..hard!..like really hard!

anyway, the next day i made a youtube account and asked ‘if it was Footballer from NorthHigh?’ (NorthHigh is’nt a real school..i made it up)

and his father(most probably- it looked like it was him) replied yes

and then after that i made a new account UpAll Night and commented- aww..he is so cute! and talented too!

and guess what happened?..he deleted the comment! like really people!

anyway i am really tired now and have to go to school ! so bye!

LaraAngel

[rebubblingishti]

for me, medication is like having a bag (with a hole in it) that makes your hands itchy. some more than others, sometimes its a different kind of itch, but all of them make your hands itchy in some sort of way.

[rebubblingishti]

my first real figure is here!!!! lam rock miku is here!!! she is here she is real she did NOT get lost!!!!! lam rock miku real!!!!!!!

[rebubblingishti]

THERE ARE MP100 SPOILERS ALL OVER MY DASH STOP IT STOP IT I HAVENT WATCHED THIS SEASON YET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[rebubblingishti]

*putting on a shirt that says “#1 TOSHIRO DEFENDER”

[rebubblingishti]

i keep forgetting about all the dunmeshi in my drafts!!!!! 😭

[rebubblingishti]

aniwave down for good......

[rebubblingishti]

imma be honest, if I could do that all the time, I would too

[rebubblingishti]

finished dungeon meshi last night so. i am abt to dump everything that’s been in my drafts all over ppls dash. or maybe later tonight idk